 Hello, this is your friend Tim again. Say we have an exciting chapter about Jump Jump's Christmas adventure today, so be sure and listen closely. And again, it was all wonderful being up at the North Pole with my friends from Holiday House, Merry Holiday, Hachipada the Clown, Sleepy Slam the Lion, the Poet, and oh of course, Jump Jump. That little elf was only three inches tall. He was jumping into everything that morning, and we had quite a time keeping him from waking poor Santa Claus up. I say poor Santa because he hadn't slept for a week having been so worried about his reindeer who had been stolen by the selfish ice queen. We had to find that ice queen, but more about that in a minute. This particular morning, we'd managed to keep Jump Jump pretty quiet because he was so taken in with this little Jennifer, the doll I had carved for him. Jennifer was just his size, a little sister doll who looked just like him. Long red hair, pointed ears, and round black eyes. The little elf was sitting beside his sister doll in the back of a toy furred dog before the fire, pretending he was taking Jennifer for a ride. Boom, boom. Ping-Deng, what are you playing now, Jump Jump? I'm a lion, I'm hunting. Jump Jump, how clearly you speak. Merry Holiday, everybody, listen to Jump Jump. He's speaking clearer than ever before. Say something, Jump Jump. What do you want me to find? Wonderful, you're speaking slowly enough for everybody to understand. I'll bet you practice. I'm so happy. I'm doing it for Jennifer. So you're a lion hunter, huh? Jennifer and I are in the jungle. Aren't you scared in the jungle? No, bang, bang. You better not go bang, bang, so loud, Jump Jump. It might wake Santa up. Bang, bang. He sure like your Jennifer doll, don't you, Jump Jump? Yes. I want everyone to have a Jennifer doll. Well, Jump Jump, we'll have to get the reindeer back first. When we rescue the reindeer from the ice cream, maybe Santa Claus can bring everyone a Jennifer doll. Hey, Jump Jump, where are you going? Come off of that toy heater, Totter. Good-bye, Tom. See ya later. Goodbye, see me later. Whatcha do? So I call for Merry Holiday. Oh, hello, Sleepy Slim, the lion, did Jump Jump come back? Nope, no. Oh, did he go through this window, too? Yes, Merry Holiday. You didn't see him, Sleepy Slim? Nope, I haven't seen Seek or Rabbit of him. Seek or Rabbit? Don't you mean hide or hair of him, Sleepy Slim? Yes, I guess I do. But Seeks is good a word as hide, and Rabbit is a hair. Why not say Seek and Rabbit if I'd rather? What's all of us about here? He told Tim he was going to bring Santa's reindeer back, all by himself. Oh, I'll just have to go after him, that's all. This day she's about, it wears me out. I think I'll take a nap. Oh, hello, poet. Well, what do you know? He didn't even stop to say hello to me, and we're such good friends, too. Oh, there comes somebody else. I can't sleep a week. Who did the poet come in here, Sleepy Slim? Oh, yeah, he did, but he flitted right out again after he got his coat. I guess he's following Merry Holiday. What is this? What's going on? Oh, there's actually Pogli out the window. Hey, I guess he's gone after the others. Now, you've been carving things out for Jump Jump, but how's it about Tim? He's gone, too. It's a fine howdy-do. It's fine. Everybody dashing after somebody else. Jump jumps after the reindeer, and Merry Holidays after Jump Jump, and the poet is after Merry Holiday, and Archie Pogli's after the poet, and now Tim's after Archie Pogli. They can't do that to me if they think I'm going to trot out and all of this cold, slushy, slivery old snow. They're wrong, but I'm too smart to miss anything. Now, how can they get along without me? I wish I had a, oh, say, the Wishing Star. Oh, it's still out there by the barn. I'll ride up and I'll rescue them all. That's what I'll do. I'll take my bed along so that I can take a nap on the way, too. Yep, well, that's what I'll do. Well, here we are. Yep, there's the Wishing Star. It hasn't moved a bit. Well, now up with my bed. Now for myself. How am I going to get in here without a ladder? Well, the heave-hole. Well, I'm ready to go now. Now, let's see, I have to run the star by wishing. I have to wish for something to make the Wishing Star go up in the air. Oh, let's see, a wish. A wish, a wish, a wish, a wish. Oh, if I could only think of something to wish for. And finally, I saw Archie Pogli ahead of me, and soon I caught up with him. In another minute, we caught up with the poet. And finally, by hurrying, we saw Mary Holiday walking along ahead of us. Hello, Mary Holiday. We're never so glad to find you. Seen any sign of Jump Jump yet? No, Tim, I haven't. I don't think it could be very far away. Let's all call together. Jump Jump. Thank goodness, I hear him answering us. Jump Jump, where are you? Oh, yet I see his little red cap now. Oh, Jump Jump. Don't slip on the ice, Jump Jump. Oh. Here you are. I'm so glad to have you safe in my hand again. Now, you kind of down in my fur collar and get warm. Why'd you go without us, Jump Jump? I went to rescue Santa's reindeer. Oh, little Jump Jump, you make us all feel ashamed of just sitting around while there is a threat to Christmas. You're right. We must try to get the reindeer back for Santa. And right away, we've wasted enough time. Where are we? I can't see Santa's house anymore. No. Neither can I. Well, I was sure we hadn't come very far. It's this way. No, Tim. I think it's this way, Tim. Well, the port's walking that way, Mary Holiday. Yes. And Archie Pogli's going that way. It's the wishing star. It's coming closer. It's Sleepy Slim. Yes, I can see Sleepy Slim and he's brought his bed along with him. No! Just in the nick of time, you... I kept wishing I could go to sleep until I've almost got myself convinced. Here I come now. Whoa, star! Oh, Sleepy Slim. You're simply wonderful for thinking of coming to look for us in the wishing star. I know it. I'm always wonderful. I'm wise, too. And I'm so sleepy, though. I'm going to have to take a nap before we go back to Santa Claus' house. I'm just so tired. Well, Slim, we can't stand here while you sleep. Mary Holiday. I don't know what it is, but I don't like it, Tim. Tim, Tim, I can't, I can't move my arms or legs. I can't move my arms or legs. The scariest thing I'd ever seen. Out of the sky came a white whirlwind. Round and round it went sweeping down on us. I thought it was after us at first, but instead it went to the wishing star. There was a crash like glass shattering. And it hurled up into the sky again and spread out of sight. I had a glimpse of a white face and eyes like green eyes staring down at me. And I thought I heard a high, chilling laugh. I can tell you it wasn't all snow that made me feel so cold. And then, then everything was still again. Tim, I can move again. Can you? Again, Mary Holiday. What was it? I'm not sure, but I think that we have seen the ice queen. Look, look, the wishing star. It's gone. It's gone. He even jumped on the scared. I could see his little face peeking out from Mary Holiday's collar and his tiny cheeks were anything but rosy. Be sure and meet me here again tomorrow to hear more about my adventure with Jump Jump and the Ice Queen. Goodbye for now.