 This is your friend Tim and I've come to tell you another chapter of my exciting Christmas adventure with the little elf who is only nobby three and who jumps. He jumps up and down backwards, forwards, and sideways. No wonder he's called Jump Jump of Holiday House. No sooner had we escaped from the Iced Forest and something else happened to stop us from approaching the Ice Queen's Palace. We were on our way there to save Santa's reindeer. This time it was a great big crack that suddenly appeared in the ice right across our silver path. He went down, down, down. So far you couldn't even see the bottom of it. It was so deep and it was much too wide to jump across. Merry holiday, sleepy Slim the lion, Archie Poggy the clown, and the poet Jump Jump and I just stood there looking down and feeling thankful that we hadn't fallen over the edge of that deep crack in the ice. I'll tell you all about what happened next in just a minute. Hi Tim. I don't know how to get across. Yes Tim. Oh I'm sure it is. She's laughing because she has succeeded in stopping us from reaching the ice palace. Merry holiday, we're not stopped yet I say. We'll surely find a way. But how, poet? How can we possibly get across this gap in the ice? I can jump, I promise. Oh no, Jump Jump. You stay snug in my pocket. Not even you could jump that far. Merry holiday is right, Jump Jump. It's much too far to jump across. I think indeed a bridge we need. Yes, poet. What do you think, sleepy Slim? Oh he's fallen asleep again. Really, sleepy Slim can take a nap no matter what happens. Archie Pogley, have you any ideas? Archie Pogley's shaking his head merry holiday. He looks too discouraged to say anything. I know, I have an idea. What Tim? Oh no. At first I thought we might try to throw a rope across the gap. But of course we left the dog team back at the ice forest cabin. We couldn't have any ropes with us now. What we need is more Christmas spirit Tim. Oh I wish the Christmas fairy were here to advise us. That's very true. I agree with you. Oh fairy dear, we hope you're near. Jump Jump is right. How strange it looks. Our words are freezing in the air. So they do jump jump. They're little tiny words, but they freeze all right. It must be so cold that even our words are turning to ice. If it weren't for the Christmas fairy's protection we couldn't stay alive in such cold. Oh I wish she would come to advise us. That's all wish together shall we? Yes, everybody wish hard. Please Christmas fairy come and help us. He's coming merry holiday. She's coming. Yes. There she is. See floating above our heads. Oh we're so glad to see you Christmas fairy. An angel fair with golden hair and face a light with love so bright. We're sure glad to hear your call again Christmas fairy. We want your help. You see we don't know how to get across this gap in the ice Christmas fairy. What shall we do? Yes Christmas fairy. Yes. What's she saying merry holiday? We're all aglow and long to know. Well I'm not sure I understood what she meant but she said build a bridge of words. Well that can't be right or can it? Oh look she's gone from site already. I know what she meant. What? Jump jump? It comes to me I think I see. Well I wish you'd tell me then. I already don't understand it all. Don't you remember a little while ago we noticed how the poet's words frozen the air merry holiday? Oh yes yes I remember. When I recite in the air I write with words of ice it's very nice. Now I understand but how can we build a bridge of even frozen words? Christmas fairy suggested it so I should think it would work. Oh me oh my now we can try. Of course we can try and right now we've got to get across the gap and be on our way. Let's recite one of the poet's verses. Well my latest is nice it will look well in ice. These are written down on paper so that we can all read it poet. Oh I hope I've not lost it. I'd love so to frost it. Is it on that bit of paper sticking out of your pocket poet? Yes yes yes I really do confess your eyes are sharp today Miss Merry Holiday. May I have the poem poet? I'll hold it up so we can all read it aloud together. I think the stronger the voices the larger the word will be don't you? Let's try it anyway. Of course you can jump jump. Can you see all of it? It isn't a very long poem poet. That doesn't make any difference to him. We can say it over twice. We'll say it twice. Oh that would be nice. Let's go. I call it snow. Snow! Oh look it works the words have turned to big solid blocks of ice and they're hanging in the air right above the gap. It's wonderful. It looks strong enough to hold us up all right Merry Holiday but we need lots more ice words to reach the other side of the crack in the ice. Well all right let's finish the poem. Snow, snow, snow. Everywhere I go I really like to know if anything would blow in such a mess of snow. It certainly isn't your best poem poet but how useful. Yes there's a solid bridge of frozen words reaching from one side of the gap to the other. Oh boy we can go across now. Hooray, hooray. I'm glad to say we're on our way. Well the bridge is as wide as a street. Come along everybody. Let's hurry across before the ice queen happens to notice what we have done. Take care Merry Holiday. The bridge is solid but it's made of ice and it might be very slippery. It's jump jump all right. Oh take my arm and then no harm can come to you Ms. Mary do. Oh you all take such a good care of me. Thank you poet. Coming Tim. Merry Holiday just take a look down will you? I can't even see the bottom of that crack below us. Come sleepy slim and little Tim and my friend the clown. Oh don't look down. Twill dizzy make you. No mistake you. Well here we are all safe on the other side of the gap. Yeah. Now we must hurry to make up the lost time. How far do you think we are from the ice queen's palace now Merry Holiday? Surely only a few miles Tim. No wonder she wanted to make us turn back but we'll never do that. Will we Merry Holiday? Not until we've rescued the reindeer and taken them safely home to Santa Claus Tim. Let's all watch out if the ice queen's about she'll try a trick because she's quick. That's right poet. Let's all stay close together now and keep your eyes open and listen carefully for any unusual sound. Well Merry Holiday we will. Now that we were getting so close to the ice queen's palace my heart began to beat so fast that at first I thought it was the sound of an army marching towards us but no I couldn't see a thing. Then suddenly Archie Pogley shouted. Look out! Where? What Archie Pogley? Oh yes to our left. Whatever can that be? Oh. Oh. What is it Merry Holiday? I hear from you. Yes Chub Chub. I hear the sound of running feet too but I can't see anything except a whirling cloud against the white snow. The ground the snow makes it hard to see very far. I thought that sound was my heart beating. Oh Merry Holiday Archie Pogley what's coming now? Oh goodness. There's that ice queen's left again. What is it? Let's stay close together. Can you make out what it is poet? It seems to me that it must be a danger great and if we wait we'll be run over and glad no more. I can make out something now Merry Holiday. I can see a whole crowd of animals rushing toward us. Yes there are polar bears Chub Chub. I can see a lot of seals and plenty of black and white birds flapping their wings. Those are penguins Tim. The ice queen must have imported those from the south pole. We'd better run this won't be fun. Oh we can't outrun that herd of animals poet. Oh Archie Pogley's leopie's limb can't you think of something we can do? Listen to the noise they make it sounds like a herd of wild horses. Maybe we had better run for it Merry Holiday. No that's just what the ice queen wants us to do Tim. Oh Tim catch Chub Chub he's jumped out of my pocket and is taking big jumps toward the stampede of bears. Chub Chub come back here the bears are coming very near. Oh it's worse than trying to catch a grasshopper he jumped so fast. Chub Chub you can't fight wild animals. Oh please let me catch you you'll get run over in a minute. Oh I can't catch him either. He's so angry he's talking at Elf Pog again. Oh Chub Chub you'll be hurt. Archie Pogley can't you do something help us. It looked pretty desperate for Chub Chub right then because he was jumping right toward the crunching crowd of polar bears and wouldn't stop no matter how Merry Holiday called to me. He laughed again. He heard it echoing all over the sky. I gave you the shivers. I didn't know what was going to happen next. It was Archie Pogley who was going to think something we do so be sure and listen tomorrow and see what it was. Goodbye.