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shall be content with that which our 
aphides furnish us so willingly.” 
“But go on with your interesting 
story,” urged the wasp. “What did 
you do next?” 
“The next thing I did was to go 
off after honey with which to feed 
the workers that are now enlarging 
our comb. I carried a quantity of 
honey, until several others also 
came in with food for the busy 
ones. Then, finding I was not 
needed, I went off after some pol¬ 
len. I make the pollen into tiny 
pellets, and then put them into 
the little baskets which dear Mother 
Nature has made for me on my 
hind legs. 
“And what do you do with it 
