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is no burden to carry it, and he can shut himself in so snugly that 
his enemies can't get him. 
When this creature stops feeding and prepares for its change, 
like all others, it shuts up the door of the house, goes far back 
into its house, throws off its last Caterpillar skin, and stays there 
till it is a perfect moth. Then, if it is a male, it creeps out and flies 
off, but if a female, it never leaves the house. 
In fact this poor creature is rather strangely treated, consider- 
ing how her Mother flies off. She has no wings, and mere 
apologies for legs. She looks like an ugly grub. There she stays 
till the day of her death. 
The other side of the picture — the right side — shows a pleas- 
anter picture. It is the Altas Moth, and you see him flying off. 
Up in the corner are the cocoons it makes — pretty little silk things, 
like a silk-worm's cocoon. 
See what a pretty fellow the Moth is. His colors are not 
glaring, being cream color and brown, but the tints are so soft, and 
so beautifully blended, and the plumage is so soft, and his wings so 
large, that he is very pretty in spite of his sober colors. 
The finest of this family are found in the Tropics, and in these, 
the antennas are beautifully feathered, and shaped like a spear 
head. 
One of this family lives in North America, and builds its 
cocoon in the Sassafras tree. It is placed in the leaf, and fastened 
to it, but for fear the leaf should fall before the Moth could escape, 
the stem of the leaf is fastened by silk threads to the branch 
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