HOW SILK IS MADE. 



O you ever think, children, when 

 your pretty sashes and ribbons 

 are tied on, and you look at 

 them admiringly, that the 

 glossy, beautiful silk is made by 

 a worm? Some of you may 

 have seen silk- worms ; but many 

 do not know Avhat an interest- 

 ing story their little life makes. 

 Last winter there was sent me a tiny package of what looked 

 like little gray seeds, or beads. I had to keep them very cold until 

 the mulberry leaves were well grown. Then I put the seeds in a 

 warm place. In a day or two there were myriads of tiny little 

 creatures crawlinc: out from the seeds or 



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eggs. At ^ 

 once they be- 

 gan to eat th(j 

 leaves of the mulberi} 

 Day after day they 

 ate, and grew until the} 

 were as large as my little 

 finger, and longer. The 

 ate so much that we wei- 

 all kept busy feeding them 

 They would ,seize a leaf, ; 

 nothing but the veins in a few mo- 

 meuLb. If you eyer saw a skeleton 

 b'Ouquet you can imagine how they 



