LLOW 

 CHIDS 



November 1 



T was two butterflies that did 

 the mischief to-day. I had quite 

 made up my mind to have a nice 

 day's sewing, and had planned two 

 blouses to be made; but while I sat 

 at breakfast on the verandah those 

 blue butterflies came floating by, 

 and the blouses were forgotten. In 

 and out amongst the red tips of the 

 gum saplings they flittered, living 

 turquoise in a frame of burnished 

 copper. A little wind, too young to 

 be rough, flittered softly after them 

 and set the red leaves dancing as it 

 passed. Some sunbeams, seeing the 

 dancing leaves, came to join in the 

 fun, and butterflies, leaves, and sun- 

 beams danced and sparkled together 

 in the soft sweet breeze. 



It was irresistible. I set down 

 my coffee cup and stood up. " It's 

 no use," I said to myself, " no one 

 could be expected to sit still and sew 



