The Junior Classics — Volume 8 - Animal and Nature Stories by Unknown
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page 253 of 507 (49%)
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her, and when he came she told him all her difficulties, and asked
him what she was to do to feed and rear the little creatures so different from herself. "Perhaps you will be able to inquire and hear something about it next time you go up high," observed the Caterpillar, timidly. The Lark said, "Perhaps he should;" but he did not satisfy her curiosity any further. Soon afterwards, however, he went singing upwards into the bright, blue sky. By degrees his voice died away in the distance, till the green Caterpillar could not hear a sound. So she resumed her walk round the Butterfly's eggs, nibbling a bit of the cabbage-leaf now and then as she moved along. "What a time the Lark has been gone!" she cried, at last. "I wonder where he is just now! I would give all my legs to know!" And the green Caterpillar took another turn round the Butterfly's eggs. At last the Lark's voice began to be heard again. The Caterpillar almost jumped for joy, and it was not long before she saw her friend descend with hushed note to the cabbage bed. "News, news, glorious news, friend Caterpillar!" sang the Lark; "but the worst of it is, you won't believe me!" "I believe everything I am told," observed the Caterpillar, hastily. "Well, then, first of all, I will tell you what these little creatures are to eat. What do you think it is to be? Guess!" |
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