THE BUTTERFLY: CONTEMPLATING 

 HIM, 



UTTERFLY-HUNTING is a 



means, not an end. The end is 

 to know them, to become inti- 

 mate with them, so that, as you 

 U move about the garden, or lie 

 dreaming, 



" Modo sub antiqua ilice, 

 Modo in tenaci gramine 

 Labuntur altis interim ripis aquas, 

 Queruntur in silvis aves," 



each gay pleasure-hunter that flits by you may be an 

 acquaintance with a character and an individuality of its 

 own. These are just the situations that butterflies revel in, 



