HOW TO KNOW THE BUTTERFLIES 



in the air, where it enters into many fluttering 

 matches which need no umpires. It loves the 

 brilliant sunshine ; let a heavy cloud obscure the 

 sun of a summer's day and a field that seemed 

 full of butterflies suddenly shows not one ; for 

 to them the cloud is a sign that it is time to hide 

 beneath clover, or down in the grasses, in which 

 places they pass the night. 



In this species some of the females are white 

 and are often mistaken for the cabbage butterfly. 

 Though we all have had such a long acquaint- 

 ance with the roadside butterfly, I wonder how 

 many of us ever saw its little green caterpillar on 

 the clover. Little wonder that this is so, lor the 

 small chap is well hidden, clinging to the midrib 

 of the leaf or to the stalk, which it resembles very 

 closely, and at a touch will drop to the ground. 

 There are three broods, and it is supposed that 

 the winter is passed in the caterpillar stage. 



This species occurs from the mouth of the St. 

 Lawrence to South Carolina and westward to the 

 Rocky Mountains. 



From dewy lanes at morning 



The grapes' sweet odors rise; 

 At noon the roads all flutter 



With yellow butterflies. 



Helen Hunt. 



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