Adrift on the Ice Floe

This is Tim. How would you like to have a Christmas adventure with a real live elf? Only three inches tall. Well, I did. Jump jump, the little elf. Mary Holliday, the other shrimp Holliday house and myself, were on our way to rescue Santa's reindeer from the selfish ice queen who had stolen them. Can you imagine anyone wanting to destroy Christmas? This ice queen hated joy and laughter

and kindness, so she thought that by taking Christmas away from her children, she would make everyone as selfish as she was. A jump jump and I couldn't let this happen. I thought of all those boys and girls who loved Christmas.

And after all, I was one of them, wasn't I? So we were on our way to the frozen country where the ice queen ruled. We'll tell you more about it in just a minute. We get a village where some Eskimos lived.

little junk jumping gone to play with the Eskimo children in a sled-eye car form from a bit of a whale bone. To our dismay, the little elephant and cast a drift on an ice flow was being carried farther and farther away from the shore every second. We could hear him calling.

Whatever should we do to him, it's much too far for the job to jump. I know it is Mary Holiday and nobody could swim between those big chunks of ice floating in the water No, keep riding together. I could try jumping from one to the other, I guess.

Oh no, no, Timmy, Mary mustn't try to do that. They look so slippery. He asked him most of the morning to jump jump too. He could see his tiny red cat bobbing up and down on that cape of ice.