The Insect Folk by Margaret Warner Morley
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Pine trees, too, belong to a very old plant family that lived long ago,
before there were oaks or maples, or other trees that shed their leaves. Now we must go home. Good-by, green frog, you may come back to your log now. Good-by, pretty dragon fly people, we shall never forget you. Good-by, pleasant pond and moss-grown log, we hope to see you often again. [Illustration] THE FAIRY MAY FLIES [Illustration] Come, children, and see! Hundreds and hundreds of them are dancing about. What are they? Yes, May, they do make us think of the dragon flies, but they are like fairy demoiselles. They are the May flies, fairy ships sailing in the sea of air. |
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