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not see him, "nothing is made for itself alone. 

 The bee is for the flower, the flower for the bee. 

 Dependence is the strength of my garden. Do 

 you remember the password, Tommy-Anne ? " 

 " Yes," she whispered ; "it is Brotherhood." 



"Tell me about the flower families, please, 

 Ruby-throat, and who is the Queen of the 

 Flower Market?" said Tommy-Anne, who had 

 been silent for so long a time that the fidgety 

 Hummingbird was on the point of flying away. 

 "The Bumble-bee said that the Rose Family is 

 very important." 



" Here comes Mr. Bumble now ; he can tell you 

 himself, for I have an important engagement 

 quite a piece away, but you will usually find me 

 in the garden from sunrise to sunset," said the 

 Hummingbird. 



" I have seen you here in the honeysuckle later 

 than that, when it was quite dark." 



" Seen me after dark ? Never, I assure you ; 

 you must mea-n one of those clumsy prowling 

 Hawk Moths. They always come out, taking the 

 best of everything, when respectable Humming- 

 birds are in bed. Pray do not mix me up with 

 butterflies and moths ; they are only flying worms, 

 while we come out of nice clean eggs. A little 



