WILD PASTURES 



bred in the bones from a line of milk- 

 weed-frequenting ancestors infinitely long. 



Indeed, one of our most splendid but- 

 terflies is the Anosia plexippus, other- 

 wise known as the milkweed butterfly, 

 rightly named also the monarch. Every 

 boy who knows the country in summer 

 knows him by his rich, red coloration, 

 his strong, black-bordered wings with 

 their black veins. Every bird knows 

 him too 1 and lets him alone. On the 

 first median nervule of the hind wings 

 of the butterfly is a scent bag whence 

 he dispenses an odor so disagreeable to 

 the bird who would eat him that he goes 

 free, and is not afterward troubled. 



Along with the monarch sipping 

 honey with eager industry from the 

 meadow milkweed, you will often see 

 the viceroy, who, as a viceroy should, 

 closely imitates, but does not equal, the 

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