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After a while Freddie began to grow so weary of his new task that he wished he had never taken Mrs. Ladybug's advice. "I don't believe I like working," he said with a sigh, as he thought of the good time his family was having at that very moment, dancing in Farmer Green's meadow. And then all at once he heard a faint whistle, far off down the valley.
Ladybug's present plans as to where she was going to spend the winter. Nor did anybody else. It was all a great mystery. And Mrs. Ladybug seemed to enjoy it far more than her neighbors did. She was the only person that could have solved it for them. And she wouldn't.
Ladybug's voice broke slightly "and then, the first thing I knew she spied me and cried 'Ah, ha! A Carpet Bug! "The next instant she whisked me off the shelf with a brush. Of course I played dead the moment she touched me. And I fell into the dustpan and never so much as wriggled a toe. "Soon afterward Mrs. Green set the dustpan beside the window which she had already opened. That was my chance.
I really ought not to have left it to come to see you." "Don't take your work so seriously!" her cousin advised her. "You ought to take more time for amusement. I hope you'll come to see me often." Mrs. Ladybug's opinion of the stranger sank even lower. "If some of us weren't earnest about our work the rest of the world would have a sorry time," she declared.
He was sorry, as soon as she had gone, that he had agreed to do that. But being a person of his word he never once thought of not keeping his promise, though he wished he had simply put his hand behind his ear and not answered Mrs. Ladybug's question at all. But it was too late, then, to do that.
For the dust can't stick to us as it does to some." "There's no excuse for not keeping oneself neat," Mrs. Ladybug said severely. "And I shall give Betsy Butterfly a piece of my mind." MUCH to Mrs. Ladybug's surprise, she did not find Betsy Butterfly in the flower garden. "It's too bad she's not here," Mrs. Ladybug remarked to her friend Jennie Junebug, who accompanied her.
Ladybug's friends thought about her house, the harder they tried to discover its whereabouts. Sometimes they even mentioned fire to her and then tried to follow her when she hurried off. But she always managed to give them the slip before she had gone far. Now and then somebody or other thought he had found Mrs. Ladybug's house. But in the end somebody else was sure to prove that he was mistaken.
They even whispered to one another that they didn't believe Mrs. Ladybug had anything else to wear. Nor had she. Nor did she want any. And it wasn't long before everybody understood Mrs. Ladybug's ways. She was so earnest that they couldn't help liking her, no matter if her remarks were a bit tart now and then. NOT only was Betsy Butterfly a beautiful creature. She was pleasant to everybody.
Ladybug, who by that time was enjoying herself thoroughly "it's my unpleasant duty to tell you that people are talking about you. They say that you're going about covered with dust! And as a friend, I advise you to give yourself a thorough brushing each morning, and as often thereafter as may be necessary." Betsy Butterfly had listened in amazement to Mrs. Ladybug's words.
The truth was, being only a few months old Daddy did not know how to write. But of course he did not care to have Mr. Chippy know that. Well, while he pondered upon the situation Daddy Longlegs changed his mind about working for Farmer Green. In the beginning he had not wanted to help with the harvesting. He had taken up Mrs. Ladybug's suggestion only to keep her quiet.
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