screen door and Neva said, "It looks just 

 as if it was coaxing to go out." 



"Yes, butterflies don't like to be shut 

 up in the house," said Aunt Doris, "and 

 I think a certain little girl must want to 

 play out too by this time, so I'll open the 

 door and watch you both fly." 



A few minutes later a happy little 

 voice called from the lawn, "Oh, just look, 

 auntie, Danais Archippus seems to be 

 kissing all the flowers, he's so glad to see 

 them." 



When Neva went back to the city she 



took the picture of the Danais which 

 her aunt had framed in a pretty gold 

 frame, and also a great bunch of milk- 

 weed pods. She looked at them very 

 proudly as her aunt put them in her 

 trunk and said, "They will be such beau- 

 tiful reminderments of my precious Dan- 

 ais Archippus, though of course I would 

 remember him forever even if I didn't 

 have them, wouldn't I, auntie?" and Aunt 

 Doris looked into the earnest little face 

 and smiled and felt sure that she would. 



Grace T. Thompson. 



THE INDIGNANT TURKEY. 



A TRUE STORY. 



Near the pretty town of Madison, N. 

 J., a turkey hen was at one time sitting 

 on her nest of eggs. She knew that she 

 must forego many a pleasant excursion 

 about the poultry yard and through the 

 meadows, where she and her mate had 

 often picked up a sweet wormy meal. 

 As the days grew into weeks Mr. Turkey 

 Gobbler seemed to realize it, too, and de- 

 cided to put up with widowhood no long- 

 er. So he visited a neighboring farm 

 and enticed a good-natured lady turkey 

 to return with him to his home. The 

 patient, lawful wife, hatching her eggs, 

 could do nothing about it. Her place 

 was on the nest, and although doubtless 

 her breast was ruffled with waves of 



jealousy, she had no means of avenging 

 herself. But the day of retributive jus- 

 tice was surely and swiftly approaching. 

 Hearing a great commotion in the barn- 

 yard one morning soon after the new 

 turkey had been introduced to the fowls, 

 the householder hurried out to investi- 

 gate. There he found a strange turkey 

 cock thrashing with all his might of 

 claw, wing and beak the robber of his 

 nest and affections, after which he proud- 

 ly walked off with his mate, leaving the 

 defeated and disloyal bird to make peace 

 as best he could with her of whom he 

 was not worthy. 



Fanny Skelton Bissell. 



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