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Chug,chug,chug. Puff,puff,puff. Ding-dong,ding-dong. The little train rumbled over the tracks. She was a happy little train for she had such a jolly load to carry.

Her cars were filled full of good things for boys and girls. There were toy animals-giraffes with long necks, teddy bears with almost no necks at all, and even a baby elephant. The there were dolls-dolls with blue eyes and yellow curls,dolls with brown eyes and brown bobbed heads, and the funniest little toy clown you ever saw.

And there were cars full of toys engines, airplanes, tops,jack-knives, picture puzzles, books, and every kind of thing boys or girls could want.

But that was not all. Some of the cars were filled with all sorts of good things for boys and girls to eat-big golden oranges, red-cheeked apples, bottles of creamy milk for their breakfast, fresh spinach for their dinners, peppermint drops, and lollypops for after meal-treats.

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The little train was carrying all these wonderful things to the good little boys and girls on the other side of the mountain. She puffed along merrily. Then all of a sudden she stopped with a jerk. She simply could not go another inch. She tried and tried, but her wheels would not turn.

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What were all those good little boys and girls on the other side of the mountain going to do without the wonderful toys to play with and all the good food to eat?

"Here comes a shiny new engine," said the funny little clown who jumped out of the train. "Let us ask him to help us." So all the dolls and toys cried out together: "Please, Shiny New Engine, won't you please pull our train over the mountain? Our engine has broken down, and the boys and girls on the other side won't have any toys to play with or good food to eat unless you help us."

But the Shiny New Engine snorted: "I pull you? I am a Passenger Engine. I have just carried a fine big train over the mountain, with more cars than you ever dreamed of. My train had sleeping cars, with comfortable berths; a dining-car where waiters bring whatever hungry people want to eat; and parlor cars in which people sit in soft arm-chairs and look out of big plate-glass windows. I pull the likes of you? Indeed not!" And off he steamed to the roundhouse, where engines live and when they are not busy.

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How sad the little train and all the dolls and toys felt! Then the little clown called out, "The Passenger Engine is not the only one in the world. Here is another engine coming, a great big strong one. Let us ask him to help us." The little toy clown waved his flag and the big strong engine came to a stop.

"Please, oh, please, big Engine," cried all the dolls and toys together. "Won't you please pull our train over the mountain? Our engine has broken down, and all the good little boys and girls on the other side won't have any toys to play with or good food to eat unless you help us." But the Big Strong Engine bellowed: "I am a Freight Engine. I have just pulled a big train loaded with big machines over the mountain. Those machines print books and newspapers for the grown-ups to read. I am a very important engines indeed. I won't pull the likes of you!" And the Frieght Engine puffed off indignantly to the roundhouse.

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The little train and all the dolls and toys were sad. "Cheer up," cried the little toy clown. "The Freight Engines is not the only one in the world. Here comes another. He looks very old and tired, but our train is so little, perhaps he can help us." So the little toy clown waved his flag and the dingy, rusty old engine stopped.