Hedgerow Life 
walking about the roads, looking for a 
convenient place where it can spin its 
cocoon. For it makes a silken hammock 
in the same way as a silkworm, and turns 
into a shiny chrysalis. Soon after, when 
it has slept in this hammock for a week 
or two, it turns into a beautiful, large 
moth, a tiger-moth. Its upper wings are 
a creamy colour, with bold markings of 
chocolate-brown, and its under wings are 
a lovely brilliant crimson, with big, round, 
blue-black spots. There are other 
smaller tiger-moths which are even more 
gorgeously coloured than this beautiful 
creature. 
Then there are other woolly cater- 
pillars which sting like nettles. Other 
caterpillars, again, make faces at you if 
you look at them ; and if they don’t put 
out their tongues at you—because they 
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