Children -- Juvenile fiction; Children's stories; Fantasy fiction
Now the little brown elf thought this a most unusual wish, but he told
Tom he would grant it for one day, and instantly Tom felt a sudden
gust of air and found himself entirely alone. Just then he heard the
turnkey coming with his bread and water and he hurriedly wished himself
invisible, and when the door was opened he walked right out of his cell
between the big man’s bow legs! He chuckled in glee to himself when he
saw the turnkey looking all about for him, not being able to find him
anywhere, and then he set about finding his way to the street.
On his way home Tom passed a lake that the frost had converted into a
solid sheet of gleaming ice, where all the boys and girls were skating.
He spied a pair of skates lying on the bank, and quick as a thought, he
had them on his feet and had darted off across the ice. There were loud
shouts of surprise from everyone, and he saw all the boys and girls
looking after him in amazement. Of course, all _they_ could see was the
skates, which they thought must have been bewitched to go skating off
by themselves. A dozen boys set out in pursuit of them, and Tom quite
enjoyed the sport of eluding them. Teddy, who was in the crowd, almost
caught up with him, but, hearing a voice that seemed to come from the
skates themselves, saying, “You _know_ you broke the window!” he became
so frightened that he stumbled and fell, slithered over the thin ice
around a “Danger” sign, broke through and plunged headlong into the
cold water.
[Illustration: _All They Could See Was the Skates_]
Before the other boys and girls could reach him, Invisible Tom had
pulled him out. When Teddy felt hands helping him out but could see no
one, he cried aloud in fear, but Tom just chuckled to himself and
glided off, quite satisfied with his first adventure. By this time he
was tired of skating, so, leaving the skates where he had found them,
he went merrily and invisibly on his way.
A poor little homeless dog whose leg had been injured by a passing
truck was limping painfully along ahead of Tom, and at last tumbled
into a pathetic little heap, unable to drag himself further. A rough
boy, whom Tom did not know, came by just at that moment and began
tormenting the poor little animal. ’Twas then Tom thought he could have
some fun by befriending the dog and playing a trick on the boy. So he
dashed over, picked the dog up in his invisible arms, and carried him
safely down the street. When he looked back and saw the boy standing
with his mouth wide open in amazement at seeing a dog floating away in
the air, he laughed aloud. This was indeed great fun! Tom went out of
his way to pass the Dog Hospital, where he dropped his little charge
carefully in through an open window just high enough from the ground
for him to reach.
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