4O MISS KATY-DID AND MISS CRICKET. 



" The fact is, my dear Colonel," she said, " I am thinking 

 of giving a party, and you must help me make out the 

 lists." 



"My dear, you make me the happiest of Katy-dids." 



"Now," said Miss Katy-did, drawing an azalia-leaf towards 

 her, "let us see, whom shall we have? The Fireflies, of 

 course ; everybody wants them, they are so brilliant ; a 

 little unsteady, to be sure, but quite in the higher circles." 



"Yes, we must have the Fireflies," echoed the Colonel. 



"Well, then, and the Butterflies and the Moths. Now, 

 there 's a trouble. There 's such an everlasting tribe of 

 those Moths ; and if you invite dull people they 're always 

 sure all to come, every one of them. Still, if you have 

 the Butterflies, you can't leave out the Moths. 



"Old Mrs. Moth has been laid up lately with a gastric 

 fever, and that may keep two or three of the Misses Moth 

 at home," said the Colonel. 



"Whatever could give the old lady such a turn?" said 

 Miss Katy. "I thought she never was sick." 



" I suspect it 's high living. I understand she and her 

 family ate up a whole ermine cape last month, and it dis- 

 agreed with them. 



"For my part, I can't conceive how the Moths can live 

 as they do," said Miss Katy, with a face of disgust. Why, 

 I could no more eat worsted and fur, as they do " 



"That is quite evident from the fairy-like delicacy of 



