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But, wonderful Providence a big white hand opened the shutter and gently brushed out Dizzy. He had learned his lesson, and Mother Moth did not speak one reproachful word, as with dragging wing he hobbled into the little birch-leaf home. Father Buzz, however, was heard singing in an undertone these words to one of the melodies in the Cob-Web Symphony. "Singed wings Teach many things!"
She suddenly descends with her friend through the air to meet him. Both are at first invisible to him, and listen to his confession of love. Then Urvasi writes a verse on a birch-leaf, and lets it fall near the bower where her beloved reclines. Next, her friend becomes visible, and at last, Urvasi herself is introduced to the king.
The soft, warm fragrance of the night air reminded him of the cozy little place on the grass at the foot of the hill the little birch-leaf home. Mother Moth, Flutter, and Father Buzz were all down there now, and listening perhaps to the Cob-web Symphony played by the Marsh Grass Vesper Quartette.
When he had done this, he went to the forest near them, cut down a young pine-tree, dug up a root of the hemlock, took a spruce cone, an oak acorn, a hickery nut, and a birch-leaf, and laid them all in the fire which the Nanticoke had kindled.
Round and round we pace, hoping and despairing, till a faint, most delicate odor, indescribably suggestive of woodland freshness, catches the roused sense; or else one silvery star peeps out from under an upturned birch-leaf. Then down on hands and knees; tear up brush to right and left, the brown skeletons of the withered foliage. The ground is white with stars.
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