Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1882-10-19
Our Young Folks.
GOODBOYLAND.

DID you ever hear of Good Boy-Land.
The wonderful country Of GoOd-BOy-Landf
Where houses Of taHy, ON every hand.
And mountains of plum cake and gingerbread
stand; E~ @fs$
Where the streets are all paved with dough
And a wan OF sweet almonds surrounds each
Where a lemonade sea meets white sugar
strand r5
Oh, believe me! It's jolly in Good-Boy-Land.
Marbles, both agates and snappers are there,
Common as dust in the streets and the square;
~ hiz in the sunshine and hum in the breeze;
HHicycles roll in very queer way
Over the meadows and hide in the hay,
W nile as for veIocipedes. running so quick,
Youd hit half dozen in throwing q stick
Never before was country so Grand
As the wonderful Kingdom of Good-Boy-Land
Wait till tell you the very strange rules
Followed in all their most hourishing schools
Out in the gardens their class-roOms are set
Uhey never have rain, SO they cannot get
wet, 1
And there upon bushes the lessons all grow:
Plums of arithmetic hang in a row.
Apples of history. grapes of fine writing.
Dropping in clusters so sweet and inviting.
Luscious ripe pears tumbling into their laps
Full of geography questions and maps.
Nuts fun of spelling. and oranges sweet
With algebra problems all ready to eat:
Believe me Or not, this is certainly SO.
And the more that you swallow the more you
will know.
.E
Then in the winter tbs like to dream,
With frozen pudding and fine ice-cream,
But no more cold than summer day.
And the garden o. lessons in bloom alwayt
Merry sweet girls and bonny brown boys
Deyouring the studies and picking their toys,
Filling their lives in the joihest way.
With dates and statistics. with sums and GRO
For Ounce was thing that they never could
stand e. ss s-s. -
Never a quarrel, and never a scold,
Never a cough there. and never cold,
Nobody dirty, and nobody bold, ~
No one too hot there and no one too cold;
Nobody ever comes walking down-stair. q
But slides on the banister. feet in the air; Z
Every one knows how to swim and to row,
Every one owns both gun and a bow,
A baseball. a football, a jack-knife, a watch,
great pocket full of the best butter-scotch,
And this is the pleaSantest part OF the frolic-
You can eat it all day without getting the
collie.
oh where is the government ever was planned
With such law and such order as Good-Boy-
Dolls are there, thicker than crows in the
Beautiful French ones as ever were born;
Story-books splendid in colors and gold,
There's nothing to tear there and nothing to
mend, . <s Ia s-.zr-s.=s= s
And every ones every ones else best friend:
Late you get up there and late you lie down,
And always you wear a Kate Greeuaway
The wee-est wee girl both dances and sings
(You see its like Heaven, but no one has
wiugs.}
And four-button gloves hang in pairs on each
hand, 4s .e'.
In that wonderful country of Good-Boy-Land!
Where is the country? and how do you go?
Well that's just the thing AMI dying to know.
Somewhere, Judge in the moon or the stars,
Perhaps it is Venus, perhaps it is Mars;
And you travel-who knows? by the boat or
the train, =
Which leads one direct to the Castles-in-Spain.
Or some roundabout way that's not easy to
learn.
In the kind of balloon that is made by jules
Verne,
Or a telegraph wire, or the wing of bird
But I'll find the way first, and then send you
back word.
-Mmy e. Bldke in Wide A,cdke.