curred this winter, when for 

 three weeks there was not a 

 sunny day, and most of this pe- 

 riod it rained incessantly. Small 

 opportunity was there for the 

 Monarchs to gather honey. It 

 would be a natural supposition 

 that many of them perished 

 from exposure and hunger, but 

 such was far from the case. Not 

 a dead butterfly was seen, and 

 when the sun shone forth at last, 

 how they spread their tiny pin- 

 ions in happy flight, almost as 

 excited as when they first ar- 

 rived in October. They flocked 

 to the warm grass, they thronged 

 the blossoming pine boughs ev- 

 erywhere, they settled in clouds 

 upon acacia trees feathery with 



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