240 ANTS AND CHILDREN OF THE GARDEN 



DOROTHY. That would last all winter, if they would 

 keep it till then. 



ALBERT. (8 A. M., Wednesday.) Here's another "Hip, 

 hip, hurrah!" for our ants this morning. You know they 

 had the fight and were driven from their home yesterday 

 morning and went back after their grain yesterday even- 

 ing. 



DOROTHY. Yes. 



ALBERT. Well, they worked all last night cleaning 

 the mud out of the old part of the old home. They want 

 it to dry out. I'm so glad Kenneth didn't pour but one 

 gallon of water into that part, 



CECIL. It's plain that our ants will move back to the 

 old home soon too soon, I fear. Better be here at four 

 o'clock this evening if you want to be in time for the show. 

 Good day. 



ALL. Good day 



CECIL. (Wednesday, 4 P. M.) Hello! You're on time, 

 but too late to see it all. Our ants are lugging their grain 

 all back to their old home. At first 500 ants came out of 

 the cave, and walked back and forth twenty minutes on 

 the trail to the old home, carrying nothing. 



DOROTHY. And why carrying nothing? 



CECIL. To see that there was no danger along the trail, 

 I suppose. Then it was just as we might have expected. 

 The eggs, babies and one winged queen were taken home 

 first. Other queens may have gone earlier. Three walked 

 without help, but their wings were badly injured. 



FLORENCE. How many eggs, babies and young, help- 

 less white ants were there? 



CECIL. I didn't see any young white ants and only 

 Iwenty-three babies. So the young white ants and the 

 babies may have been stolen by the kidnappers. I'm 



