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NEW YORK HERALD, SUNDAY, SETEMBER 8, 1907.-MAGAZINE SECTION.
BETH and MARJORIE and the FAIRY MOTHS
HAT is this funny brown thing,
By Anna Glen
Stoddard
asked Marjorie.
with the horrid, ugly was very gracious to Beth and Marjorie
found hanging on bush.'
cocoon,
said
sharp
eyes,'
she
'You know, butterflies and moths
the
quite
amusing
that
from
moths."
out of them."
inquisitive
little
creatures,
there butterfly inside this?" Mar-
nook
and
corner
jorie's eyes grew big and she held the
nursery
they
flew
into
the
chil-
cocoon to her ear, as if were a watch.
But the cocoon did not tick.
lamp
shone
brightly
into
this
'How did it get in, Nurse?'
the
window
alack!
Before
Beth
was wurrem when it got in.
what
had
happened
Nurse's ideas of natural history were
beautiful
little
friends
flocked
out
vague.
and
circled
about
the
dan-
Twelve-year-old Beth was studying her
The
spen
of
the
light
drew
lessons under the trees where Nurse and
their
to its hot flame, and they flut
about
Marjorie were sitting.
the
globe.
Marjorie ran down stairs and
"Caterpillars spin these cocoons,
Margy, she said. 'They tuck themselves
fairies
come
away,
please
warm and snug and hang on twig
Beth.
"Please,
please
come
long, long time. When they come out
Queen,"
said
Flutter
the
lamp
they are lovely moths and butterflies in
fairies
They
knew
they
stead of horrid old caterpillars. Don'
cruel
flame,
but
The
spell
the
you think it would be fun to collect all
we can find and hang them
hovering
about
its
terrible
up in the nursery so we can watch them
round
and
round
the
Mariorie clapped her hands.
"Let's begin now she cried
Beth brought a box lid, and they
searched diligently By teatime they
Lift
had found four. Next day Marjorie found
speak
another in the grapevine and Beth se
ant
sat
on her way from school. They
Can You Guess
shoulder
small branches from the bushes
the cocoons upon them in the
The Names of There lees?
You
nursery. In a days they had
collection
Some
large,
fat,
brown
Guess the name of the ice that are frightened by cats,
ones. some silvery and some so small that
The ice that tastes good in a cake,
they were sure the baby caterpillars
must have spun them. The biggest of all
The ice that you pay for the goods that you buy,
and the silkiest was the one Marjorie
The ice that we don' like to take.
showed to Nurse the first day in the gar
Presently the Fairy Party
time
den. She and Beth watched them with
Were Seated
great interest.
The ice, thick or thin, that cut from a loaf,
When the cocoons had been hanging in
tered my fingers tearing hole in the old
the nursery about two weeks Marjorie
thing.
The ice that's à brief space of time.
was awakened in the night by fluttering
beautifullest little whispered
Beth.
The etthat repeated but once
sound. She lay still in her little bed listen-
The fairy pulled herself through the
ing. watching the jagged leaf shadows
hole
with
her
The icelthat grows'in yarm clime.
dancing on the wall. There was gas
back.
and
one
lamp in the street which filled the chil
dren's room with faint radiance. The
The ice that's an emblem and also scheme,
nursery opened into the bedroom and the
fairy on the
A Tree Top Directory
The ice that are shaken and thrown,
sound of faint fluttering came from
Marjorie knew quite well what it was.
The ice that's exact, that IS fine and refined
One of the moths had come out.
white
fairy
(CONTINUED FROM LAST WEEKJ
The ice that is best left alone?
Beth was still asleep.
is for the Falcon bold,
up. Beth,' she called, softly;
had
F.G.
think one our moths out.'
shining
A trained hunter he,
Fairyland
Beth rubbed her sleepy eyes, fumbled
Who rode with lords and ladies
for her slippers, and then two little
In chase across the lea.
figures stole into the nursery.
One or more letters placed in front of the word ice
Answers to Last Week's Flower
It moonlight and they could see
is for the graceful gull,
|makeFeach of the words described. The answers
Puzzle.
distinctly that a white moth was flut-
helplessly against the window
Far gliding o'er the sea,
will be published next Sunday.
Her cradle is the rocking wave,
As gentle as can be.
tiptoeing to the
miller
wings,
all
powdery.
Oh,
is for the Humming Bird,
cried, sharply
had been looking curiously
He rich in jewels rare;
His glowing ruby collar
You'll often see him wear.
A Hint From Uncle Dick
is for the Ibis red,
(COPYRIGHT, 1907, BY THE NEW YORK HERALD CO.)
TWISTED
A-wading in the Nile.
All
RUBBER BAND
She's always basking in the light
begged
of Sphinx's stony smile.
the
before
Jis for the wicked Jay,
A hobo bird is he
Who feasts on eggs and stolen nuts
caused
she
From nest and hollow tree.
the
Saucy
Sheep
RUBBER E ND MOTORBOAT
H
Then
boat
will
rubber
the
rubber
band
has
falls
the
wood
again
by
winding
the
placed
the
in
band
up
in
position
first.
Tommy's Dream Prize Story in Young Contributors' Contest.
by
the
side
of
the
been
received
from
Every
Claubaul
Lucile
Milten-
the
Carroll
Clair
Thirza
Frances
Helen
Dor
Schaick,
Gertrude
May
Eife
and
Marion
MAKE THE SHEEP.
poets
of
the
week,
Cut out the sheep and fold down all the dotted tabs. Fold upward the two half circles marked by X. Paste eacheg to its
By Wiliam Seully.
Dora
Helen
Edna
Rub
reverse
which is joined to it. and do the same to tail. Connect the two sides of the sheep by means of the tab A. Fld down
No. 70
Chew,
both sides of the sheep from the long narrow back section as in the small model. Fold downward each of the three lins which
cross the back section. Paste the tabs B along the lines of the neck. Paste the semi-circles X to the horns, and paste th tabs C
Kettell
and
Her
lines of the face. Paste the nose together by the edges. Cut off the letters X,1 X. Fold the piece marked b D and
the
poems
the
editor
paste to the other side of the.sheep by E. Paste F where it naturally falls. Cut away the letter D Fold over the chit piece
must
and paste to the other side of the sheep by H. Spread the legs slightly apart and the sheep will stind firmly.
the
must
young
contributor.
from
think
send
in
poem
drawings
Emma
Anshushi
Caroline Cahn.
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"ocrText": "16\nNEW YORK HERALD, SUNDAY, SETEMBER 8, 1907.-MAGAZINE SECTION.\nBETH and MARJORIE and the FAIRY MOTHS\nHAT is this funny brown thing,\nBy Anna Glen\nStoddard\nasked Marjorie.\nwith the horrid, ugly was very gracious to Beth and Marjorie\nfound hanging on bush.'\ncocoon,\nsaid\nsharp\neyes,'\nshe\n'You know, butterflies and moths\nthe\nquite\namusing\nthat\nfrom\nmoths.\"\nout of them.\"\ninquisitive\nlittle\ncreatures,\nthere butterfly inside this?\" Mar-\nnook\nand\ncorner\njorie's eyes grew big and she held the\nnursery\nthey\nflew\ninto\nthe\nchil-\ncocoon to her ear, as if were a watch.\nBut the cocoon did not tick.\nlamp\nshone\nbrightly\ninto\nthis\n'How did it get in, Nurse?'\nthe\nwindow\nalack!\nBefore\nBeth\nwas wurrem when it got in.\nwhat\nhad\nhappened\nNurse's ideas of natural history were\nbeautiful\nlittle\nfriends\nflocked\nout\nvague.\nand\ncircled\nabout\nthe\ndan-\nTwelve-year-old Beth was studying her\nThe\nspen\nof\nthe\nlight\ndrew\nlessons under the trees where Nurse and\ntheir\nto its hot flame, and they flut\nabout\nMarjorie were sitting.\nthe\nglobe.\nMarjorie ran down stairs and\n\"Caterpillars spin these cocoons,\nMargy, she said. 'They tuck themselves\nfairies\ncome\naway,\nplease\nwarm and snug and hang on twig\nBeth.\n\"Please,\nplease\ncome\nlong, long time. When they come out\nQueen,\"\nsaid\nFlutter\nthe\nlamp\nthey are lovely moths and butterflies in\nfairies\nThey\nknew\nthey\nstead of horrid old caterpillars. Don'\ncruel\nflame,\nbut\nThe\nspell\nthe\nyou think it would be fun to collect all\nwe can find and hang them\nhovering\nabout\nits\nterrible\nup in the nursery so we can watch them\nround\nand\nround\nthe\nMariorie clapped her hands.\n\"Let's begin now she cried\nBeth brought a box lid, and they\nsearched diligently By teatime they\nLift\nhad found four. Next day Marjorie found\nspeak\nanother in the grapevine and Beth se\nant\nsat\non her way from school. They\nCan You Guess\nshoulder\nsmall branches from the bushes\nthe cocoons upon them in the\nThe Names of There lees?\nYou\nnursery. In a days they had\ncollection\nSome\nlarge,\nfat,\nbrown\nGuess the name of the ice that are frightened by cats,\nones. some silvery and some so small that\nThe ice that tastes good in a cake,\nthey were sure the baby caterpillars\nmust have spun them. The biggest of all\nThe ice that you pay for the goods that you buy,\nand the silkiest was the one Marjorie\nThe ice that we don' like to take.\nshowed to Nurse the first day in the gar\nPresently the Fairy Party\ntime\nden. She and Beth watched them with\nWere Seated\ngreat interest.\nThe ice, thick or thin, that cut from a loaf,\nWhen the cocoons had been hanging in\ntered my fingers tearing hole in the old\nthe nursery about two weeks Marjorie\nthing.\nThe ice that's à brief space of time.\nwas awakened in the night by fluttering\nbeautifullest little whispered\nBeth.\nThe etthat repeated but once\nsound. She lay still in her little bed listen-\nThe fairy pulled herself through the\ning. watching the jagged leaf shadows\nhole\nwith\nher\nThe icelthat grows'in yarm clime.\ndancing on the wall. There was gas\nback.\nand\none\nlamp in the street which filled the chil\ndren's room with faint radiance. The\nThe ice that's an emblem and also scheme,\nnursery opened into the bedroom and the\nfairy on the\nA Tree Top Directory\nThe ice that are shaken and thrown,\nsound of faint fluttering came from\nMarjorie knew quite well what it was.\nThe ice that's exact, that IS fine and refined\nOne of the moths had come out.\nwhite\nfairy\n(CONTINUED FROM LAST WEEKJ\nThe ice that is best left alone?\nBeth was still asleep.\nis for the Falcon bold,\nup. Beth,' she called, softly;\nhad\nF.G.\nthink one our moths out.'\nshining\nA trained hunter he,\nFairyland\nBeth rubbed her sleepy eyes, fumbled\nWho rode with lords and ladies\nfor her slippers, and then two little\nIn chase across the lea.\nfigures stole into the nursery.\nOne or more letters placed in front of the word ice\nAnswers to Last Week's Flower\nIt moonlight and they could see\nis for the graceful gull,\n|makeFeach of the words described. The answers\nPuzzle.\ndistinctly that a white moth was flut-\nhelplessly against the window\nFar gliding o'er the sea,\nwill be published next Sunday.\nHer cradle is the rocking wave,\nAs gentle as can be.\ntiptoeing to the\nmiller\nwings,\nall\npowdery.\nOh,\nis for the Humming Bird,\ncried, sharply\nhad been looking curiously\nHe rich in jewels rare;\nHis glowing ruby collar\nYou'll often see him wear.\nA Hint From Uncle Dick\nis for the Ibis red,\n(COPYRIGHT, 1907, BY THE NEW YORK HERALD CO.)\nTWISTED\nA-wading in the Nile.\nAll\nRUBBER BAND\nShe's always basking in the light\nbegged\nof Sphinx's stony smile.\nthe\nbefore\nJis for the wicked Jay,\nA hobo bird is he\nWho feasts on eggs and stolen nuts\ncaused\nshe\nFrom nest and hollow tree.\nthe\nSaucy\nSheep\nRUBBER E ND MOTORBOAT\nH\nThen\nboat\nwill\nrubber\nthe\nrubber\nband\nhas\nfalls\nthe\nwood\nagain\nby\nwinding\nthe\nplaced\nthe\nin\nband\nup\nin\nposition\nfirst.\nTommy's Dream Prize Story in Young Contributors' Contest.\nby\nthe\nside\nof\nthe\nbeen\nreceived\nfrom\nEvery\nClaubaul\nLucile\nMilten-\nthe\nCarroll\nClair\nThirza\nFrances\nHelen\nDor\nSchaick,\nGertrude\nMay\nEife\nand\nMarion\nMAKE THE SHEEP.\npoets\nof\nthe\nweek,\nCut out the sheep and fold down all the dotted tabs. Fold upward the two half circles marked by X. Paste eacheg to its\nBy Wiliam Seully.\nDora\nHelen\nEdna\nRub\nreverse\nwhich is joined to it. and do the same to tail. Connect the two sides of the sheep by means of the tab A. Fld down\nNo. 70\nChew,\nboth sides of the sheep from the long narrow back section as in the small model. Fold downward each of the three lins which\ncross the back section. Paste the tabs B along the lines of the neck. Paste the semi-circles X to the horns, and paste th tabs C\nKettell\nand\nHer\nlines of the face. Paste the nose together by the edges. Cut off the letters X,1 X. Fold the piece marked b D and\nthe\npoems\nthe\neditor\npaste to the other side of the.sheep by E. Paste F where it naturally falls. Cut away the letter D Fold over the chit piece\nmust\nand paste to the other side of the sheep by H. Spread the legs slightly apart and the sheep will stind firmly.\nthe\nmust\nyoung\ncontributor.\nfrom\nthink\nsend\nin\npoem\ndrawings\nEmma\nAnshushi\nCaroline Cahn."
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