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caterpillars before the summer is over,” Tommy 
continued. “ By the way, Daddy says he hopes 
I’ll specialize on cabbage caterpillars! He is 
battling with a whole army of them, as usual at 
this time of year. These other ‘ finds ’ are moth 
babies, as you see. This little fellow in its coat 
of brown and black is called the woolly bear. It 
is the child of the Isabella tiger moth. When 
disturbed it promptly curls up and feigns death 
—like our ’possum friend. 
“ This second member of the moth tribe is the 
yellow bear. After changing his clothes several 
times, he will be one of those fellows that Grand¬ 
mother calls the ‘ braided ’ caterpillar. You 
know what he is like: six rows on his back are 
tufts of hair which are braided as fine as you 
please. Grandmother says doubtless their moth¬ 
ers get them up that way for school! If you 
badger him, his hair unbraids, and each separate 
tuft stands up stiff and straight. My, but he 
does look fierce! ‘ Dog ’ caterpillar would be a 
better name for him, I think. 
“ My third specimen is the hickory-tiger cater¬ 
pillar. He is common enough among the nut 
trees, and Uncle John says he has even seen him 
in the apple orchard. He is easily recognized by 
his black and white markings. See! the black, 
hairy tufts are found along the middle of the 
back, and at either side are the white ones. Near 
