ed, as soon as she could speak. "That
terrible Jennie Junebug didn't care whether I ever got my breath or
not."

After bowling Mrs. Ladybug over three times, Miss Junebug had flown
away, leaving poor little Mrs. Ladybug clinging to a blade of grass and
wondering if she would be able to move again.

Mrs. Ladybug had attempted to take Jennie Junebug to task. She had
intended to berate Jennie for devouring the leaves of Farmer Green's
trees and to order her to stop such damage at once. But Jennie Junebug
hadn't allowed her to say much. In her playful way she had knocked the
breath out of Mrs. Ladybug.

"I must try some other plan," thought Mrs. Ladybug. "And I'll have to
have help." So she sent Miss Moth over to the meadow, to find Freddie
Firefly and ask him if he wouldn't come to the orchard because Mrs.
Ladybug wanted to talk with him.

He came. He came at once; for he saw Jennie Junebug looking for him. And
he was only too glad to escape her attentions. He found her too rough to
suit him.

Mrs. Ladybug quickly explained her difficulty.

"What shall I do?" she asked him.

"I don't know," he answered. "I can't do a thing with Jennie Junebug.
She knocks me down whenever I meet her. She annoys me."

"It's not so much myself I'm thinking of," said Mrs. Ladybug. "It's
Farmer Green's fruit trees that I'm disturbed about. Jennie Junebug eats
the leaves. I must put an end to that."

"I have it!" Freddie Firefly exclaimed suddenly. "I'll ask her why she
doesn't bump into Solomon Owl!"

Mrs. Ladybug didn't seem to care for his suggestion. "What good would
that do?" she inquired.

"Ah!" he said. "Solomon Owl wouldn't let her browbeat him. He'd soon
cure her of her rude pranks."

"Then please speak to her, and to Solomon Owl at once--that is, if you
dare to," said Mrs. Ladybug.

"I'm not afraid of him," Freddie Firefly boasted. "He won't touch me.
He's a-scared of my light." And then Freddie Firefly flitted away.

He found Solomon Owl easily enough. He had heard Solomon's _Wha-wha_,
_whoo-ah_! booming from the edge of the woods. And he soon persuaded
Solomon to fly down into the meadow.

Solomon Owl sailed above the waving grass, while Freddie Firefly spoke
to Jennie Junebug.

She liked his scheme. She thought it would be a great joke to bump into
solemn Solomon Owl. And for once she forgot to fling herself against
Freddie Firefly.

Only a little while later she struck Solomon Owl with an awful thud. To
her