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LITTLE FOLKS 
a bit for that, for he has a nice 
warm house, from which he will 
come out a Butterfly, that has no 
need of a house. Of course, you 
want to see the picture of such a 
droll little building. Here it is, at 
bottom of page. 
But not all the Caterpillar fam- 
ily have hair to use. The Pimper- 
nel Caterpillar draws the edges of a 
leaf together, and spins a thin white 
silk robe for itself inside of that. 
One of the funniest houses is 
built by a hard-working little fellow 
called Pyralis Corticalis (I hope 
you'll remember his name). It is 
made of tiny pieces of bark, actually 
glued to a tree-trunk, and to each other. He builds the two sides 
separately, and then draws them together. 
Fig. 2. 
You will find it on next page, — 
magnified, of course ; the house isn't 
much more than half an inch long 
when done. 
The very coziest house I know 
of is made by one of the tiniest fel- 
lows you can imagine. He eats out 
the inside of a grain of barley, and 
lines it with silk. He even divides it 
into two rooms, — one to live in, and 
one for rubbish. I think that is the 
daintiest house I ever heard of. 
