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"And now I'd like to sample a bit of butter; but I don't know where to find any." "Butter? They make it at the farmhouse," Betsy informed her. "Then perhaps Farmer Green's wife will let me have a little," Mrs. Ladybug said hopefully. "I'll go over to the farmhouse at once.... It's too bad you don't like butter, too," she added.
After we learn that a ladybug lives almost entirely on plant lice and scale insects, we never kill one again except perhaps to place a specimen In our collection. Naturalists say that without ladybugs, our orchards would soon be entirely killed off.
And his singing sounded a good deal like the music that Chirpy Cricket made. In fact, that was the reason for his odd name. Mr. Cricket Frog had a trick not unlike the one that Mrs. Ladybug herself played upon him. Whenever a fish, or any other enemy, came near him, if he hadn't time to hide in the mud at the bottom of the pond Mr. Cricket Frog played dead.
"Let's go up higher so that we can see them better," Willy Ladybug said. "Yes, let's climb up on the tall reeds so that we can look right down in the water," Johnny Cricket said. "But we must be very careful and not fall, for the fish would soon swallow us, and that would not be very much fun!" he laughed.
Maybe you didn't know that I'm of royal blood. I'm the Queen's son. I don't have to work," he declared somewhat hotly. "Rubbish!" cried Mrs. Ladybug, regarding him with a frown. "Go get yourself some working clothes! Take off your black velvet and gold! And save that suit for best!" "You don't understand," Buster tried to explain.
"Why not get some one to build a house for you?" she asked him. "I never thought of that!" he cried. "Whom would you suggest?" "I know the very person!" Mrs. Ladybug told him. "He's a Carpenter Bee; and he lives in the big poplar by the brook. Perhaps you know him. Johnnie Green calls him Whiteface," she said. "They do say he's a very skillful workman."
"Splendid!" cried the Doctor. "Polynesia, you have a great brain. I'll set him to work at once and see what happens." Again we all clustered round the Doctor as he carefully lifted off the glass lid and let the big beetle climb out upon his finger. "Ladybug, Ladybug, fly away home!" crooned Bumpo. "Your house is on fire and your chil " "Oh, be quiet!" snapped Polynesia crossly.
Ladybug to show great interest in what he told her. She certainly always thought that others ought to pay strict attention when she related the happenings about the farm. And she always wanted them to act surprised and pleased, too. "Aren't you going to the garden?" Chirpy Cricket demanded. "Don't you intend to be polite to your cousin?" "Humph!" said Mrs. Ladybug.
Ladybug went when she dashed away like that. Nobody seemed to know where she lived. They supposed that she must fly to her home, wherever it was. To everybody's surprise, Mrs. Ladybug appeared to want to keep the site of her house a secret from all her friends. When they asked her, point-blank, where her house was, she always pretended not to hear the question and left them.
Ever since I saw you in the flower garden this morning I've been here in the meadow, flitting from one blossom to another." "You might better have spent a little of your time in a different way," Mrs. Ladybug remarked with a frown. Betsy Butterfly looked up in surprise, withdrawing her long tongue from the blossom in which she had just buried it. "Ugh!" A shudder shook prim Mrs. Ladybug.
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