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UNDER THE PLANTAIN LEAF 
“Pshaw!” exclaimed the ant im¬ 
patiently, “that is not the right 
word, at all. If you will only be 
quiet for a few minutes, I am sure 
I can think of it. How, let me see 
—hi- hi- hi—oh, I have it, at last! 
— hymenoptera .” 
“What a queer name!” said the 
bee and the wasp together, and 
they repeated the long, hard word 
over and over again, as though they 
enjoyed saying it. 
“Perhaps that other word means 
something about the chicken fam¬ 
ily,” said the wasp wisely. 
“ If hens were not so stupid, we 
might inquire and find out,” ob¬ 
served the ant. “But I have never 
been able to make one of them 
