red them and returned them to their box.
She was not quite sure that she had got them all when she put the last
one in, but there were so many that she felt tolerably certain that
Ruby could not possibly have found more in one day.

It was quite late before she finally got to bed, and while Ruby was
sound asleep and dreaming of Miss Ketchum's delight when she should
find the addition to her pets, Miss Ketchum was smiling to herself as
she thought of Ruby's intended kindness, and how it had turned out.
She made up her mind that Ruby should not know that the caterpillars
had escaped, but that she should think that her gift had given all the
pleasure that it was intended to, and so Ruby never knew of poor Miss
Ketchum's caterpillar hunt at bed-time.

The next day Miss Ketchum thanked her for them, and explained to her
that she would have to set some of them at liberty again, since she had
some of a good many of the varieties, and two of each were all that she
could take care of; but Ruby was delighted to hear that Miss Ketchum
had never had some of the specimens before, and that she was quite sure
that they would make beautiful butterflies.

After this Ruby and Miss Ketchum were as good friends as Agnes had
always been with her teacher, and Miss Ketchum found it a great help to
have two little girls, instead of one, upon whom she could always rely
for good behavior, and who could be trusted never to wilfully annoy her.

She had a great many treasures in her room that had been brought to her
from China by a brother who had been a missionary there, and she was
always glad to have Agnes and Ruby come and pay her a little visit, and
look at whatever they wished. She knew they could be trusted to handle
things carefully and not be meddlesome, and many a happy hour the two
girls spent there. Miss Ketchum's room was a very large room, as it
was the only one over the school-house, so she had plenty of space to
keep all her curiosities and her pets.

There was a little cupboard that stood in a corner, just as if it had
been built for that particular space, and in this corner closet Miss
Ketchum kept a little tin of delicious seed-cakes, and some cups and
saucers, and pretty little plates with butterflies, and mandarins, and
pagodas, and Chinese beauties upon them; and very often when the girls
came to see her she would open this cupboard and they would have a
little treat, which seemed all the more delightful because the plat