I am ashamed of you, my son."
"Now we are safe," said the ants joyfully. "Let us go on with our work.
This is a great day for us. That boy will not harm us again."
Adapted from an English story.
A BUTTERFLY'S WING.
When a great green worm crawls across our path, we shrink with disgust
because we are too ignorant to see its real beauty. But when, after a
few weeks, a gorgeous creature is seen waving its exquisite wings in the
summer twilight, we all are ready to admire the caterpillar in its new
dress.
Moths and butterflies are among the loveliest things living. Moths fly
at night, spread their wings when resting, and have no knobs at the ends
of their antennae. Butterflies love the sunshine and fold their wings
over their backs when at rest. Their antennae are thickened at the ends.
To some people, catching butterflies seems a harmless sport, especially
if the pretty creature is soon released and allowed to flutter away in
the sunshine. Those who have studied them, however, say that much
suffering is caused in this way.
On the surface of the wing are soft, tiny feathers, set row upon row
like shingles on a house. There are over two million feathers on each
wing. When the butterfly is held in hot, hasty hands, these feathers are
rubbed off and do not grow again.
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