side weeds and vines, and if you 

 approach very quietly and slow- 

 ly, and there is no wind, you 

 can hear the faint rustling of 

 countless wings, which, closed, 

 bear that odd resemblance to 

 dead leaves. Let them be dis- 

 turbed ever so slightly, how- 

 ever, and the wings unfold, the 

 likeness to leaves instantly van- 

 ishing as they rise in the air, the 

 most exquisite of bright and 

 evanescent clouds. 



By the end of the first week 

 in November, they are system- 

 atically established for their 

 long stay. No more are they 

 joyous vagrants, lighting with 

 careless abandon npon any 

 shrub or flower that is near. 

 They may now be seen only 



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