120 STORIES OF PLANTS AND ANIMALS 



"They are the wingless wives of the others, 

 and because they always keep on the ground, 

 House People often call them glow-worms. See ! 

 one is crawling under a low-spread spider-web 

 that the dew has covered with its diamonds." 



"Dear Moon Moth," said Tommy-Anne, "you 

 said a little while ago that some flowers go to 

 sleep the same as I do ; are there any such nearby 

 that you could show me ? " 



"Yes, all about the garden and meadows the 

 blossoms are nodding and drowsing, each one 

 taking the sleeping position that it prefers. Look 

 behind you at the poppies ; their heavy heads are 

 drooping, and their petals closed flatly, and the 

 blue lupins, their neighbours, droop their leaves 

 like half -closed umbrellas." 



"And," said Tommy- Anne, in an awestruck 

 tone, " the sweet peas are all drawn together, and 

 the single roses, that were so wide open this morn- 

 ing, are curled up as if they had dreadful cramps. 

 Oh, oh ! all these little things in the long border 

 are hanging their heads and gaping as if they 

 were simply falling over with sleep, and couldn't 

 stand up another minute ; and only see the dew 

 on this dandelion fluff-ball ! there is a drop on 

 every single feather ! " 



"Come up the hill a step or two," said the 



