Baby Caterpillar

Baby Caterpillar was tired. All summer long she had been
travelling slowly through the green world where she lived, and
feeding on the green leaves that grew near her home., Now Autumn
had come and Mother Nature had given a holiday to the leaves, who
put on their new dresses of red and gold and played tag with the
breezes. Baby Caterpillar wanted to play, too, but could not run
so fast as the happy little leaves, and she grew very tired and
thought she would take a nap. So she found a cozy place among the
branches of a grape vine, and made herself a soft, silky blanket.
Then she rolled herself away within it, and then, in her queer
little cradle, went to sleep.

One night, late in the fall, Jack Frost came over the hill. He
spied the cradle swinging to and fro, and began to play roughly
with it, for he is a roguish little fellow, and touches
everything that comes in his way. But the warm blanket hid the
little sleeper so that Jack could not find her.

By and by King Winter came, bringing beautiful snow blankets to
Mother Nature's flower babies. He gently rocked the cradle as he
passed, and whispered, "Sleep, baby, sleep! You have no need of
my blankets."

At last Spring came with the sunbeams, the best and merriest of
Mother Nature's helpers. They awoke the flowers from their long