I04 THE BUTTERFLY HUNTERS. 



When my little Quaker cousin comes to see me I 'm sure 

 I don't like her, for she gets all my books and playthings 

 out of place. Then I get mad and call her Quaker Mary ; 

 but she never cries when I tease her, she only smiles a 

 little." 



" O, Mary is too old to care when such a hop-o-my- 

 thumb as you are teases her," said Joe Dane, a very 

 roguish fellow, who never said much, but always listened 

 with a twinkle in his eye to all the other boys' fun. 



"You like Mary, Joe. You came down and played with 

 her every day when she was here last Spring," said Frank. 



Now the laugh all turned on Joe, and all the boys at 

 once began, " Quaker, Quaker, Joe 's a Quaker." 



" My mother is a Quaker, anyway," said Joe ; " and 

 Quakers often come to see her, and I like them." 



" Cousin Mary is coming to our Festival," said Frank ; 

 " but the shy little thing would not be Queen, so nobody 

 will have the fun of catching her." 



" I say," said Hal, " our Queen must have some Maids 

 of Honor. We shall need more than just one Queen, for 

 I know I should be mad at the boy who caught her if 

 there was nothing left." . 



"The girls will arrange that to suit themselves," said 

 Gilbert, "and we must be content with what they give 



us." 



The boys were never tired of talking about the Festival. 



