Not long ago and not far away there was a beautiful, big teddy bear who

sat on a shelf in a drug store waiting for someone to buy him and give him a
home.

His name was Wolstencroft. And he was no ordinary bear.

His fur was a lovely shade of light grey, and he had honey colored ears,
nose and feet. His eyes were warm and kind and he had a wonderfully wise
look on his face.

Wolstencroft looked very smart in a brown plaid waistcoat with a gold

satin bow tie at his neck.

Attached to the tie was a tag with his name written in bold, black
letters: Wolstencroft.

Then one day, shortly before Easter, three bunny rabbits were placed on
the shelf beside him.

They all had very big ears and feet and long legs. All three were wearing
woolen sweaters.
 Rita Rabbit wore a pink sweater. Roger Rabbit a green one. And Ronnie
wore blue.

Roger and Ronnie were twins, and Rita was their sister.

"My you are a handsome bear," Rita told Wolstencroft after the store had
closed for the night. "I'm surprised that no one has bought you and taken
you home."

"So am I," replied Wolstencroft and, although he tried very hard to stop

Not long ago and not far away there was a beautiful, big teddy bear who
sat on a shelf in a drug store waiting for someone to buy him and give him a
home.

His name was Wolstencroft. And he was no ordinary bear.

His fur was a lovely shade of light grey, and he had honey colored ears,
nose and feet. His eyes were warm and kind and he had a wonderfully wise
look on his face.

Wolstencroft looked very smart in a brown plaid waistcoat with a gold

satin bow tie at his neck.

Attached to the tie was a tag with his name written in bold, black
letters: Wolstencroft.
 He had arrived in the store just before Christmas when there had been a
lovely big tree in the window, all decorated with fairy lights. Yards and
yards of sparkling tinsel had been draped over everything, and holiday
music had been playing all the time. Wolstencroft was especially fond of
Jingle Bells. He liked its light, tinkling sounds. It always made him feel
merry.

At that time there had been lots of other bears to keep him company. In
fact, there had been so many teddy bears crowded onto that one narrow
shelf that he had scarcely had room to move.

But, one by one they had all gone. Gleefully waving goodbye as they were
carried off to their new homes. Until finally, he was the only teddy bear left
in the entire store.

He had hoped that Santa Claus would drop by on Christmas Eve and
deliver him to a good home. But he hadn't. Santa had been too busy that
year, delivering even more presents than usual.

Wolstencroft felt sad and lonely sitting there all by himself on the shelf
that was high above the Christmas cards. He longed to have a child take
him home and love him and play with him. But, most of all, to hug him. For
no hug is ever too big for a teddy bear.
 He was trying hard not to cry because he knew that tears would make his
eyes all puffy and red and then he would have even less chance of finding a
home.

But why oh why didn't someone choose him?

Why, he wondered, was he passed over so many times for other less
beautiful bears?

Then one day, shortly before Easter, three bunny rabbits were placed on
the shelf beside him.

He had arrived in the store just before Christmas when there had been a
lovely big tree in the window, all decorated with fairy lights. Yards and
yards of sparkling tinsel had been draped over everything, and holiday
music had been playing all the time. Wolstencroft was especially fond of
Jingle Bells. He liked its light, tinkling sounds. It always made him feel
merry.

At that time there had been lots of other bears to keep him company. In
fact, there had been so many teddy bears crowded onto that one narrow
shelf that he had scarcely had room to move.
 But, one by one they had all gone. Gleefully waving goodbye as they were
carried off to their new homes. Until finally, he was the only teddy bear left
in the entire store.

He had hoped that Santa Claus would drop by on Christmas Eve and
deliver him to a good home. But he hadn't. Santa had been too busy that
year, delivering even more presents than usual.

Wolstencroft felt sad and lonely sitting there all by himself on the shelf
that was high above the Christmas cards. He longed to have a child take
him home and love him and play with him. But, most of all, to hug him. For
no hug is ever too big for a teddy bear.

He was trying hard not to cry because he knew that tears would make his
eyes all puffy and red and then he would have even less chance of finding a
home.

But why oh why didn't someone choose him?

Why, he wondered, was he passed over so many times for other less
beautiful bears?

Then one day, shortly before Easter, three bunny rabbits were placed on
the shelf beside him.

They all had very big ears and feet and long legs. All three were wearing
woolen sweaters.

Rita Rabbit wore a pink sweater. Roger Rabbit a green one. And Ronnie
wore blue.

Roger and Ronnie were twins, and Rita was their sister.

"My you are a handsome bear," Rita told Wolstencroft after the store had
closed for the night. "I'm surprised that no one has bought you and taken
you home."

"So am I," replied Wolstencroft and, although he tried very hard to stop
Not long ago and not far away there was a beautiful, big teddy bear who
sat on a shelf in a drug store waiting for someone to buy him and give him a
home.

His name was Wolstencroft. And he was no ordinary bear.

His fur was a lovely shade of light grey, and he had honey colored ears,
nose and feet. His eyes were warm and kind and he had a wonderfully wise
look on his face.

Wolstencroft looked very smart in a brown plaid waistcoat with a gold

satin bow tie at his neck.

Attached to the tie was a tag with his name written in bold, black
letters: Wolstencroft.

Then one day, shortly before Easter, three bunny rabbits were placed on
the shelf beside him.

They all had very big ears and feet and long legs. All three were wearing
woolen sweaters.
 Rita Rabbit wore a pink sweater. Roger Rabbit a green one. And Ronnie
wore blue.

Roger and Ronnie were twins, and Rita was their sister.

"My you are a handsome bear," Rita told Wolstencroft after the store had
closed for the night. "I'm surprised that no one has bought you and taken
you home."

"So am I," replied Wolstencroft and, although he tried very hard to stop

Not long ago and not far away there was a beautiful, big teddy bear who
sat on a shelf in a drug store waiting for someone to buy him and give him a
home.

His name was Wolstencroft. And he was no ordinary bear.

His fur was a lovely shade of light grey, and he had honey colored ears,
nose and feet. His eyes were warm and kind and he had a wonderfully wise
look on his face.

Wolstencroft looked very smart in a brown plaid waistcoat with a gold

satin bow tie at his neck.

Attached to the tie was a tag with his name written in bold, black
letters: Wolstencroft.
 Then one day, shortly before Easter, three bunny rabbits were placed on
the shelf beside him.

They all had very big ears and feet and long legs. All three were wearing
woolen sweaters.

Rita Rabbit wore a pink sweater. Roger Rabbit a green one. And Ronnie
wore blue.

Roger and Ronnie were twins, and Rita was their sister.

"My you are a handsome bear," Rita told Wolstencroft after the store had
closed for the night. "I'm surprised that no one has bought you and taken
you home."

"So am I," replied Wolstencroft and, although he tried very hard to stop

Not long ago and not far away there was a beautiful, big teddy bear who
sat on a shelf in a drug store waiting for someone to buy him and give him a
home.

His name was Wolstencroft. And he was no ordinary bear.

 His fur was a lovely shade of light grey, and he had honey colored ears,
nose and feet. His eyes were warm and kind and he had a wonderfully wise
look on his face.

Wolstencroft looked very smart in a brown plaid waistcoat with a gold

satin bow tie at his neck.

Attached to the tie was a tag with his name written in bold, black
letters: Wolstencroft.

He had arrived in the store just before Christmas when there had been a
lovely big tree in the window, all decorated with fairy lights. Yards and
yards of sparkling tinsel had been draped over everything, and holiday
music had been playing all the time. Wolstencroft was especially fond of
Jingle Bells. He liked its light, tinkling sounds. It always made him feel
merry.
 At that time there had been lots of other bears to keep him company. In
fact, there had been so many teddy bears crowded onto that one narrow
shelf that he had scarcely had room to move.

But, one by one they had all gone. Gleefully waving goodbye as they were
carried off to their new homes. Until finally, he was the only teddy bear left
in the entire store.

He had hoped that Santa Claus would drop by on Christmas Eve and
deliver him to a good home. But he hadn't. Santa had been too busy that
year, delivering even more presents than usual.

Wolstencroft felt sad and lonely sitting there all by himself on the shelf
that was high above the Christmas cards. He longed to have a child take
him home and love him and play with him. But, most of all, to hug him. For
no hug is ever too big for a teddy bear.

He was trying hard not to cry because he knew that tears would make his
eyes all puffy and red and then he would have even less chance of finding a
home.

But why oh why didn't someone choose him?

Why, he wondered, was he passed over so many times for other less
beautiful bears?
 Then one day, shortly before Easter, three bunny rabbits were placed on
the shelf beside him.

They all had very big ears and feet and long legs. All three were wearing
woolen sweaters.

Rita Rabbit wore a pink sweater. Roger Rabbit a green one. And Ronnie
wore blue.

Roger and Ronnie were twins, and Rita was their sister.

"My you are a handsome bear," Rita told Wolstencroft after the store had
closed for the night. "I'm surprised that no one has bought you and taken
you home."

"So am I," replied Wolstencroft and, although he tried very hard to stop

Not long ago and not far away there was a beautiful, big teddy bear who
sat on a shelf in a drug store waiting for someone to buy him and give him a
home.

His name was Wolstencroft. And he was no ordinary bear.

His fur was a lovely shade of light grey, and he had honey colored ears,
nose and feet. His eyes were warm and kind and he had a wonderfully wise
look on his face.
 Wolstencroft looked very smart in a brown plaid waistcoat with a gold
satin bow tie at his neck.

Attached to the tie was a tag with his name written in bold, black
letters: Wolstencroft.

He had arrived in the store just before Christmas when there had been a
lovely big tree in the window, all decorated with fairy lights. Yards and
yards of sparkling tinsel had been draped over everything, and holiday
music had been playing all the time. Wolstencroft was especially fond of
Jingle Bells. He liked its light, tinkling sounds. It always made him feel
merry.

At that time there had been lots of other bears to keep him company. In
fact, there had been so many teddy bears crowded onto that one narrow
shelf that he had scarcely had room to move.

But, one by one they had all gone. Gleefully waving goodbye as they were
carried off to their new homes. Until finally, he was the only teddy bear left
in the entire store.

He had hoped that Santa Claus would drop by on Christmas Eve and
deliver him to a good home. But he hadn't. Santa had been too busy that
year, delivering even more presents than usual.
 Wolstencroft felt sad and lonely sitting there all by himself on the shelf
that was high above the Christmas cards. He longed to have a child take
him home and love him and play with him. But, most of all, to hug him. For
no hug is ever too big for a teddy bear.

He was trying hard not to cry because he knew that tears would make his
eyes all puffy and red and then he would have even less chance of finding a
home.

But why oh why didn't someone choose him?

Why, he wondered, was he passed over so many times for other less
beautiful bears?

Then one day, shortly before Easter, three bunny rabbits were placed on
the shelf beside him.

They all had very big ears and feet and long legs. All three were wearing
woolen sweaters.

Rita Rabbit wore a pink sweater. Roger Rabbit a green one. And Ronnie
wore blue.

Roger and Ronnie were twins, and Rita was their sister.

"My you are a handsome bear," Rita told Wolstencroft after the store had
closed for the night. "I'm surprised that no one has bought you and taken
you home."

"So am I," replied Wolstencroft and, although he tried very hard to stop