82 THE BUTTERFLY HUNTERS. 



CHAPTER XIII. 



THE HAY-FIELD. 



NE Saturday morning Rose, Hal, and Tom were 

 sitting out under the Elm talking about the 

 Butterfly Festival, which was to take place in 

 the Autumn. Maggie was coming up from 

 the city to go with them, and after it was all 

 over Tom was to return home with his sister. 

 There were still two months before they would have the 

 Festival, but the young folks had already commenced lay- 

 ing many plans to be carried out when the grand frolic 

 took place. 



"We ought to have a Queen butterfly," said Rose, "and 

 the game should be for you boys to try to capture her." 



"We must have grand new nets for that," said Tom. 

 " It would never do to throw the old nets we have dragged 

 through mud and briers all Summer over the head of the 

 Queen." 



"Perhaps you won't catch her with a net at all," said 

 Rose. 



" What shall we catch her with ^ Come, Rose, tell us," 

 said Hal. 



Rose shook her head and looked very mysterious. The 



