WILD PASTURES 



if some woodland magician had waved a 

 willow wand and said " Abra-ca-dabra ; 

 presto, change ! " Time and again I 

 have watched to see that caterpillar 

 skin fall off, and again to see the va- 

 nessa step forth from the domino in 

 which it has been masquerading, but 

 they have always been too quick for 

 me. 



Other butterflies survive in the 

 chrysalis all winter and come forth full 

 grown and fit in the spring. Such may 

 speak to your listening imagination 

 through their beauty, which is often 

 great, or through their resurrection 

 from seeming death, though if you will 

 observe them closely in the chrysalid 

 form you will see that they are not 

 even seemingly dead. Evangelists who 

 have held up the butterfly to us as a 

 prototype of that resurrection which we 

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