| All the way home, McBeard talked about their adventures. "Ho Ho
Ho, this will be the gossip around the North Pole and the Land of Claus
for some time, Ho Ho Ho," McBeard went on. "Wait to I tell that old snowman,
this will top all those old stories he keeps telling. Well, at least I
don't have to hear them all year long."
Teddy was content to sleep, probably trying to forget the evil things
he had done. "It wasn't Teddy Bear's fault," McBeard advised, "Your love
for him saved Teddy as well as Christmas."
Hobo was very tired as McBeard told him stories of elves, Santa,
and all the good little boys and girls. Presently he drifted off, exhausted
by the past days experiences.
"Ho Ho Ho," Hobo heard faintly now. "Ho
Ho Ho," louder now, they must be getting closer to
home. "HO HO Hobo, Hobo,
 (C)......(S)
Where are you Hobo, come on boy, its Christmas, Hobo, there you are."
Scooter, one of Hobo's human brothers came into the room. He was excited
as he saw the toys and all the Christmas Morning Decorations. Soon the
rest of the family would come down the stairs.
Hobo was so excited, "I am home," he yelped.
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