The Little Tin Soldier | Illustrated Stories
However, when morning came, he discovered exactly what punishment the Jack-in-the-box had in mind for him. As he was standing on a window sill, a sudden gust of wind carried him off and he fell head-first from the third floor!
The little boy and his nanny set off to look for him, but without success. The little tin soldier's rifle had got wedged tightly between two paving slabs and he couldn't move an inch.
He remained in that position until two small boys, who were walking down the street, decided to sail him down the gutter in a little paper boat that they'd made.
The wind and the rain stirred up the water into a tempest of waves that carried the boat away, sweeping it into the sewers.
As he continued on his journey at breakneck speed, the little tin soldier found himself eyeball to eyeball with a huge rat who screeched:
"You've no business being here – go back to where you belong!"
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