Daddy and Mother Horton had to hear about the party, too. And they
said that they would rather have a little boy for their son who behaved
as Sunny Boy had than a boy who acted the way Jerry Mullet did.

"But no one likes to be laughed at, and we won't be too hard on Jerry,"
said Mother Horton, as she helped Sunny Boy get ready for bed. "Shall
I put your donkey prize up here on the mantel shelf for you, Sunny Boy?"

Sunny Boy remembered her putting his donkey on the shelf for him, but
he did not remember seeing the donkey climb down again. Yet the next
time he looked at the shelf the donkey wasn't there. Then he saw it
sitting on the foot of his bed, laughing. The donkey laughed so hard
and opened his mouth so very wide that Sunny Boy could see the gumdrops
down inside him.

"Ha! Ha!" laughed the donkey. "Didn't Jerry look funny? Ha! Ha!"

"Mother says we mustn't laugh at him any more," Sunny Boy told the
donkey. "You'll hurt his feelings."

But the donkey only laughed harder, and Sunny Boy began to laugh, too,
and he woke up laughing to find that it was morning and that he had
been dreaming about the donkey.

Sunny Boy saw Perry Phelps in Sunday school that afternoon, but Jerry
had not come with him.

"Jerry is so cross!" declared Perry. "He hardly speaks to me, and I'm
glad he is going home to-morrow."