The Canton mail. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 18??-1882, 1876-07-15

"Oh, dear! whatever is the use of do
ing dull, old lessons this hot weather p
Here came long yarn and stretch, and
a longing glance of the drowsy blue eyes
toward the playhouse in the corner
and then once more the inky little fin
ger begans their weary journey over the
copy-book.
"tDelays are dangerous, D. d. l, 2, 3,
A. I wish Miss Bruce would not set such
dull copies, ard put in those stupid fig
ures at the end to.fill up the line. Thin
up strokes, thick down strokes, dot your
is and cross your t's-'Delays are'"-
blot-sputter. Aud then somehow or
other the words in Rosie's copy turned
into 'Dolls are delightful" and some
body called out, "Come along, Rosie ::
I'm off to Toy Town."
Rosie had never heard of Toy Town be-
fore; but, strange to say, she did not feel
at all surprised, but jumped up in great
hurry, saying. Yes, Pll come it's not
very far, is it? Nurse is SO cross if 1 ana
late for tea, and l do hate being scolded."
Soon they were jogging along the road
together, and Rosie found out that her
companions name was Goodchild, and
that she was the youngest ola large family
of little girls and boys, who had all setoff
to go to Toy Town, but had never got
there and had come home disappointed.
There were Miss Giddy and Miss Idle and
Master Jack Dawdle and little Wilful
and Ned Obstinate; but none of them
had ever got to Toy Town.
Why not?" inquired Rosie.
ooh, because they wouldn't 60 the
right way, you know. There's only one
way to Toy Town; but it's rather long
way, and they all get tired. But mean
to go on to the end 20 l have put on
| my plodding shoes, and aunt Industry
has given me nice strong stick called
Paying Attention. to help me over
the gates and stiles
Rosie thought it all sounded very nice,
and resolved to go Oh to the end too
and as they went along, GOOdchild told
her about Toy Town and its pleasures.
cts all games and fun and holidays
there" she said "and it's all toys every
where, and you can play from morning
till night. All the trees arc, Christmas
trees, and the houses are lighthouses and
Noah's arks and the carts are musical
carts, with red wheels and spotted horses
and little sacks in them full of red coal
and the trains go by clock-work, and
have white wool coming out of the en-
gines to look like smoke. Boys generally
like Rocking-horse road the best. because
it is near where the soldiers live-tir
ones, you know. Real soldiers live in {
barrack; but the toy ones have a box
because its shorter word; but it's very
grand all the same, with glass top, ant
they march about all in one position t.
the sound of penny trumpets and whis
ties and drums, with sugar plums inside
Then there is Mr.. Jack-in-the-box. HI
lives halfway between Punch and Jud.
and the baby's part, where yellow-plusl
parrots, with feathers on their heads ant
button eyes, fly up and down on piece
of elastic, and make rattling noise inside
and there are woolly lambs on greer
stands, and nice soft dolls that do to b,
sucked and can't break. But the bes
place for dolls is Skipping Rope square
after you pass the bricks and pictur'
books Some people call it Little Girls
End and that's where ! mean to go, if
can. There are several families of dolls
There's Lady Wax's family. That's thu
rtandest of all. Many of them have rea
hair, and eyes to open and shut, ane
they wear clothes to take off. Thel
there are the Woods and the Rags, ant
the Clutches and the Chinas, all of then
D very nice in different ways. The Wood
= are so strong, though they are general.
rather plain. The Chinas are capita
peopIe for washing, and many of tn
Miss Rags squeak beautifully when the.
are pinched."
81 wish we were there!" cried Rose
and lust as she spoke, they turned dow
a lane, which looked very long.
els this the way to Toy Town p sh
T asked; " it looks very dull
eyes" said Goodchild this is Les
son-book lane, and Toy town lies at tn
, other end OF it.
, docs it take long,"
q THAT depends upon how fast you &C
and how often You stop. And, as sh
spoke, Goodchild began running alon
a straight, narrow path, called A. b. I
and Rosie ran after, finding it cas-
n enough.
=, cts all very well for you and me,
said Goodchild; "but | know littl
# girl called Laura Lazy, who would nc
n go even this little way; so she had to
sent to very ugly place, called the Coz
, ncr' with no one To speak to but httl
r. Dommv Ounce, VINO is the stuPidest DO
in the world "
g, Soon they came into broad pla'
called Reading Road, and this too Kos