The Adventures of Ichabod and Mr. Toad Page #3

It was big, it was

red, it was beautiful.

A motorcar, a bit of alright.

Toady was transfixed

with... rapture.

You could tell it was

love at first sight.

The motor pulled up to a tavern,

wherein was located a bar.

And we watched while some

tough-looking weasels

got out of that lovely red car.

Now, weasels, I know,

are deceitful.

And not to be trusted, at all.

But how could I know

they'd stolen that car?

I didn't have no crystal ball.

The guv'nor is not one to dally.

He made up his mind

like a flash. He says...

Try it for size, my good Cyril,

while I see what they'll

take for it, cash.

Into the tavern he saunters, where

the barman was back of the bar.

And he said,

Cheerio, tavern keeper. Who's the

owner of that... hot-looking car?

The barman, a codger named Winky,

leaned over the bar and said,

- Why?

- The guv'nor answered,

That car must be mine!

Whatever the price is, I'll buy.

But Toad found he hadn't no money.

So, he promptly offered a trade.

The weasels appeared to be willing.

In a moment, the bargain was made.

Toady drawed up a paper, with

almost incredible speed.

He called on old Winky the barman

to... pop over and

witness the deed.

Now, the guv'nor is not a bit stingy.

He never does anything small.

The weasels gave him

the red motorcar,

and he gave the weasels Toad Hall.

Traded Toad Hall? An estate

worth 100,000 for a motorcar?

You expect me to believe that?

I don't expect you

to believe anything.

Fortunately, I can produce

a witness. Call Mr Winky!

My lord, gentlemen,

facing you in the witness box is a

citizen of substance and standing.

A man of unimpeachable honesty.

Now, Mr Winky, do you recall

an incident that took place

in your... establishment

last August 12th,

that I was a party to?

Yes, sir, that I do.

Well, then... just tell the

court what actually happened.

Well, guv'nor,

you tried to sell me

a stolen motorcar.

That's a deliberate lie,

you monkey-faced rum pot!

I've been framed! Let me go! Help!

Toad guilty!

Toad's disgrace rocked the nation.

The court was determined

to make an example of him.

Toad's friends tried to help

him, but were always blocked.

They must've reopened

the case a dozen times.

Appeals to this court, that court

any court. But the decision stood.

The case of J Thaddeus

Toad was closed.

Merry, merry Christmas time

Bind every heart with happiness

Let everyone...

Yes, once again, it was

a white Christmas.

Melodies of Yuletide hung

sweet upon the winter's air.

Hearts were gay and spirits high.

Indeed, in all the city,

only one spot was untouched by

the warmth of Christmas cheer.

The Tower, grim monument to

despair. Cold, cruel, forbidding,

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