How pretty it is here!

See the pickerel weed growing out in the water with its arrow-shaped
leaves, and its spikes of purple flowers.

See, down in the water are little fish, and very likely pollywogs are
there too, and lots of queer little things.

But who is this darting over the pond?

Ah, we know you.

You are our queer little, dear little old dragon fly.

Look, children; see the dragon flies darting about like flashes of light
in every direction.

They are having such a good time.

Whizz! One flashed right past Mollie's ear.

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Pretty people, I wish one of you would come and sit by us a little
while, so we could get a good look at you.

What is that, Ned? You have found a large one lying on the ground?

Sure enough; it is a beauty too, with a green body and silver wings.