a party, and you must help me make out the lists."

"My dear, you make me the happiest of Katy-dids."

"Now," said Miss Katy-did, drawing an azalea-leaf towards her, "let
us see,--whom shall we have? The Fireflies, of course; everybody
wants them, they are so brilliant; a little unsteady, to be sure,
but quite in the higher circles."

"Yes, we must have the Fireflies," echoed the Colonel.

"Well, then,--and the Butterflies and the Moths. Now, there's a
trouble. There's such an everlasting tribe of those Moths; and if
you invite dull people they're always sure all to come, every one
of them. Still, if you have the Butterflies, you can't leave out
the Moths."

"Old Mrs. Moth has been laid up lately with a gastric fever, and
that may keep two or three of the Misses Moth at home," said the
Colonel.

"What ever could give the old lady such a turn?" said Miss Katy. "I
thought she never was sick."

"I suspect it's high living. I understand she and her family ate up
a whole ermine cape last month, and it disagreed with them."

"For my part, I can't conceive how the Moths can live as they do",
said Miss Katy with a face of disgust. "Why, I could no more eat
worsted and fur, as they do--"