y about. Their wings seemed heavy, and some of them
crept into holes where they went to sleep.

3. One day I went down to the table and found one of the gayest flies I
had ever known, lying on his back upon the cloth.

4. He was cold and stiff. Nearly all the friends I had made that summer
were dying or dead around me, or else they had crept into corners out
of sight.

5. I knew that something must be done, or I too should one day be found
lying on my back with my legs in the air, and Thomas would sweep me
away, as he did the other flies.

6. I made up my mind to choose the best place I could, and there seemed
none better than the old red curtain from which I had first come out
into that pleasant room.

7. I therefore ran about on the wall behind it for some time, looking
for a proper hole. I found just the nook I wanted, where a bit of the
wall paper was peeling off.

8. I had hardly crept into it when I was fast asleep. To my good sense
and quickness I owe my life. If I had not been a clever fly, I should
have died, I dare say, like the rest.

9. As it is, here I am, alive and merry. When I woke the next warm
spring day, there was little Rose and Mr. and Mrs. Sutton sitting at
breakfast just as they had done when first I saw them.

10. Rose was perhaps a little taller, and the bald place on her
grand-father's head may have been a wee bit wider.

11. But the jam was just as good, the honey and sugar as sweet, and the
white cap just as clean and nice to sit on. The flowers in the garden,
too, smell as fresh as ever--still I prefer the jam.

12. If I might say one word at parting, it would be this. Do not forget
that there is room in this big wide world for a poor little fly as well
as for boys and girls.

13. And if you enjoy life and like a good game at play,--why, so do we!
So let us have our harmless games and do our tiny bit of work for you
in peace.

* * * * *

_Write:_ As soon as it felt cold the fly went to sleep. He did not wake
up till the next spring. There is room in the world for flies as well
as for boys and girls.

Questions: 1. What did the fly now begin to feel? 2. What
did he see on the table? 3. Where did he hide himself? 4.
When did he wake from his sleep? 5. What change did he see
in Rose? 6. What does the fly say as a parting word?

BETTY AND SNOWDROP.

1. PEEP! PEEP!

1. There was once a young hen. She had led a very