WHITE-FACED HORNETS 



of the hornet's propellers as he rounded 

 the curve through the tent door and 

 gave her full-speed ahead on the home 

 road. An hour later he was with me 

 again, had captured another fly almost 

 immediately, and was off. He came 

 again, many times a day, and day after 

 day, till I began to know him well and 

 follow his flights with the interest of an 

 old friend. 



He never bothered me or anyone else. 

 He had no time for men; the capture of 

 house-flies was his vocation and it de- 

 manded all his energy and attention. In 

 fact that he might succeed it was neces- 

 sary that he should put his whole soul 

 into earnest endeavor, for he was not par- 

 ticularly well equipped for his work. He 

 had neither speed nor agility as compared 

 with his quarry, and if house-flies can 

 hear and know what is after them, the 

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