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And she had hard work not to laugh, too, because she thought Mrs. Ladybug's advice decidedly funny. "Thank you very much!" Betsy said most politely. "I'll remember what you've told me." Somehow Mrs. Ladybug thought that Betsy meant she would follow her advice. And she looked quite pleased. "I shall expect a great improvement in your appearance the next time I see you," she announced.
More than that, he declared he didn't even know where the place was. Now, Peppery Polly Bumblebee had told Mrs. Ladybug that Mr. P. Bug was no stranger in Pleasant Valley. But Mrs. Ladybug had not believed what she said. Even hearing Mr. Bug's own words, Mrs. Ladybug couldn't help doubting them. "Can it be true " she asked him "can it be true that you've never been off this farm?" Mr.
One day she paused in her labors, feeling that she had earned a few minutes' rest. And she dropped out of the bushes and strayed close to the water's edge. A light breeze ruffled the surface of the duck pond into tiny waves. "What a terrible, rough sea there is to-day!" Mrs. Ladybug murmured as she gazed upon the troubled water.
But he did not know that she indulged in that unladylike trick only after dark. "Of course I didn't mean you!" he said hastily. "And I hope you didn't mean my friend Mrs. Ladybug, either," Jennie Junebug added. "For if you did " But Butterfly Bill waited to hear no more. Thoroughly frightened, he sought safety in flight. And as he flew away Mrs.
Ladybug was telling her neighbors. And there were many more folk that agreed with her. Little Mrs. Ladybug smiled a knowing smile when she heard what her friends thought. "They'll see! They'll see!" she said. "I'm going to spend the winter in the biggest and finest house on this farm." That was all she would tell. She wouldn't breathe another word about her plans.
Well, Daddy Longlegs lost no time in making his way back to the stone wall by the roadside. And the first person he met there was no other than little Mrs. Ladybug, who seemed delighted to see him and asked him how he liked working for Farmer Green. "Yes! It's a fine day," said Daddy Longlegs. "The rain is holding off.
POOR Daddy Longlegs! Buried as he was under dozens of shoes all of them many times bigger than he was he couldn't help being alarmed when he heard Jimmy Rabbit walk out of the shoe shop and lock the door behind him. Daddy wished that he had told Mrs. Ladybug in the beginning that he wouldn't help Farmer Green with his harvesting.
"It certainly is!" Bill cried. "Maybe you never knew that the dust is what gives us our ahem our beautiful colors," he added proudly. "And I warn you that if you so much as touch my lovely cousin with that brush you'll have every one of us fellows in your hair." Of course poor Mrs. Ladybug was quite bald. But she knew what Butterfly Bill meant.
Ladybug, with a wink at everybody else: "I suppose you'll dust the rest of us, too?" "Only those that need it!" replied Mrs. Ladybug. "Then you'll have your hands full," Butterfly Bill told her. "Maybe you haven't noticed that every member of the Butterfly family in Pleasant Valley is covered with dust just as Betsy is." Mrs. Ladybug looked surprised. "Is that so?" she said faintly.
Ladybug couldn't have told exactly what it was in her cousin that displeased her. It wasn't alone the yellow gown that the new cousin wore. Nor her simpering smile. Nor her trifling manner. It was something else something that made Mrs. Ladybug feel that she was not to be trusted. "I must hurry back to the orchard," Mrs. Ladybug announced. "There's work waiting for me there.
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