OUR STORY

Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 6, Issue 94, 30 July 1943, Page 6

OUR STORY

TOYSHIRE TALK "Nothing happens in Toyshire these daj-s," grumbled the stuffed lion. "How I wish I had lived in the really great times! What a thrill it must have been to see Humpty Dumpty l'all from his Avail or to have saved Little Reel Hiding Hood from the fierce 'wolf." "You have the pretensions of a real lion," said the rubber Policeman. "Please don't forget that you are only rag and sawdust and hair; but.l do agree with you that things are..getting very stale in Toyshire. I have locked up poor Glass-C3 r e fourteen times for trivial offences. What wouldn't I give for a real case to deal with!" "Wanting to become a sergeant, E suppose," said the Lord Mayor drily. Then the Tin Soldier took up the lament: "Look at that!" he said, pointing to a model plane. "Supposed to be a Trans-atlant'ic and it can't lly across, the bath-tub; it's all actiHg, this silly life, of ours. One day I'm Napoleon and the next, the Duke of Wellington. I wonder who I really am?" The Tin Soldier looked hopefully at the doll's teashop as though he expected to find the. answer there. It was left to Desmond, the spotted -dog, to restore satisfaction among the disgruntled citizens of Toyshire. "You people are too concerned about yourselves!" he told them. "And 3'ou won't find joy until you learn to do your own job properly. Make the children giad and you will be happj' yourselves." Calm followed the storm as the people of U'oyshire pondered the words of Desmond, the spotted dog.