24 SUMMER 



a whole world of insect folk about you, whose habits 

 and life-histories are of utmost importance and of 

 tremendous interest. You will certainly believe it if 

 you will read the Peckhams' book called " Wasps, 

 Social and Solitary," or the beautiful and fascinating 

 insect stories by the great French entomologist 

 Fabre. Get also " Every-day Butterflies," by Scud- 

 der ; and " Moths and Butterflies," by Miss Dicker- 

 son, and " Insect Life," by Kellogg. 



IX 



You see I cannot stop with this list of the things. 

 That is the trouble with summer there is too much 

 of it while it lasts, too much variety and abundance 

 of life. One is simply compelled to limit one's self 

 to some particular study, and to pick up mere scraps 

 from other fields. 



But, to come back to the larger things of the out- 

 of-doors, you should see the mist some summer morn- 

 ing very early or some summer evening, sheeted 

 and still over a winding stream or pond, especially 

 in the evening when the sun has gone down behind 

 the hill, the flame has faded from the sky, and over 

 the rim of the circling slopes pours the soft, cool 

 twilight, with a breeze as soft and cool, and a spirit 

 that is prayer. For then from out the deep shadows 

 of the wooded shore, out over the pond, a thin w r hite 

 veil will come creeping the mist, the breath of the 

 sleeping water, the soul of the pond ! 



