e a beauty when she got her full growth."

"Do you suppose she'll send me the picture, if I ask her, so I can show
it to Dusty Moth?" Freddie asked.

Jimmy Rabbit looked a bit doubtful. He pondered for a few moments. And
then he said:

"I'll tell you what I'll do! To-morrow morning I'll see Betsy and I've
no doubt that she'll loan me the picture if I promise to return it to
her."

"That'll be great!" cried Freddie. "Meet me near the duck pond as soon
as it's dark to-morrow night; and be sure to bring Betsy's picture with
you!"

Then Freddie Firefly hurried off to find Dusty Moth, who happened
likewise to be looking for him, because he had a question to ask.

They met shortly. And Dusty Moth immediately cried:

"Have you heard from her?"--meaning Betsy Butterfly, of course.

"Now, see here!" Freddie Firefly said. "It's plain enough that Betsy
doesn't care to meet you. But I have a plan that ought to suit you well
enough. If you could look at her picture once you'd be satisfied,
wouldn't you?"

"I would--" replied Dusty Moth--"if I got my appetite back afterward."

"Well, will you promise to stop pestering me about Betsy Butterfly if I
let you see this picture of her?"

"Yes! yes!" Dusty promised impatiently. "Where is it? Quick! Let me see
it!"

"Oh! You'll have to wait till to-morrow night," Freddie explained.

"I shall not be able to eat a single mouthful till then!" Dusty Moth
groaned.

"Well--you can suit yourself about that," Freddie told him impatiently.
"And please don't speak to me again to-night! I've been troubled enough
on your account without being bothered by you any more."

"One moment!" cried Dusty, as Freddie Firefly started to leave him.

"Well--what do you want now?" Freddie growled, flashing his light
impatiently in Dusty Moth's eyes.

"Are you sure she will let you take the picture?" Dusty asked him.

"Yes! yes! Of course she will! Why shouldn't she, I should like to know?
You certainly do ask the silliest questions!"

And yet Freddie Firefly had put the same query himself, to Jimmy Rabbit,
only a short time before. But now he was quite certain that his worries
were almost at an end.

"Betsy Butterfly has caused me a powerful lot of trouble!" Freddie
grumbled, as he hurried over the hollow, to join in the dance of the
Firefly family.

XX

SOMETHING SEEMS WRONG

WHEN Jimmy Rabbit went to see Betsy Butterfly the next morning he found
her quite willing to let him ta