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A Lapful of Caterpillars. 



North Salem, Indiana. 

 To the Editor : 



I am enclosing a little picture of my 

 five year old niece. She was playing 

 alone one day, and seemed to be hav- 

 ing such an unusually good time that 

 her mother was led to investigate. 

 She found Esther with a lapful of fever 

 worms or woolly hairs, isia Isabella. The 



UNUSUAL PLAYMATES. 



baby was posed as you see, and pho- 

 tographed in an unself-conscious mo- 

 ment. Ten of the caterpillars can be 

 seen. A sort of shrinking because of 

 that one near her neck shows that, baby 

 though she is and very roly-poly, yet 

 she possesses much of the eternal fem- 

 inine. Esther, like our own two girls, 

 is developing a wholesome fearlessness 

 of lowly things. She has done this 

 partly in emulation of a brother that 

 loves birds and bugs, and partly under 

 the sympathetic explanations of an un- 

 derstanding mother. All hail the dav 



ivhen the questions of childhood re- 

 garding living things and life shall no 

 longer be rebuffed ! 



Harriet wants to send you her bugs, 

 and a letter that she wrote more than 

 a month ago. She amuses herself by 

 writing to people that she hears us 

 mention, and wonderftil creations she 

 sometimes produces. The letter is ab- 

 solutely uncensored and does pretty 

 well for a baby. 



Yours very sincerely, 



Frank B. Hopkins. 



She Sent Ink-made Bugs. 



North Salem, Indiana. 

 Dear Dr. Bigelow: 



I have been making bugs with ink. 

 I sat down at the desk and I began to 

 write and I made nine bugs and these 

 was the best. This summer when we 

 were gone our feed box that we fed the 

 birds with fell down. And every year 

 two blue jays comes and eat whatever 

 we had in it. This morning we saw our 

 blue jays btit we did not have anything 

 for him. 



I must stop. 



Harriet Hopkins. (Age 5 Years) 



Why the Cat Has a Tail. 



New York City. 

 To the Editor : 



To judge from the fact that the Manx 

 cats get on exceedingly well without a 

 tail, one might be tempted to believe 

 that the appendage is useless to the cats 

 that have it, but when we consider that 

 tailless cats are scarce, and that in 

 many cases their kittens (of which they 

 produce very few) are more likely to 

 have tails than not, it would seem that 

 the tailless are only freaks and that the 

 tailed are the real thing. 



I believe that the tails of all animals 

 have one very definite reason for ex- 

 isting, and that is for the protection of 



