After a few days' rest he started back to the meadow, asking his way of
every insect that he met. When he got home they did not know him, he was
so changed, but thought him only a tramp Spider, and not one of their
own people. His mother was the first one to find out who he was, and
when her friends said, "Just what I expected! He might have known
better," she hushed them, and answered: "The poor child has had a hard
time, and I won't scold him for going. He has learned that home is the
best place, and that home friends are the dearest. I shall keep him
quiet while his new legs are growing, and then, I think, he will spin
his webs near the old place."
And so he did, and is now one of the steadiest of all the meadow
people. When anybody asks him his age, he refuses to tell, "For," he
says, "most of me is middle-aged, but these two new legs of mine are
still very young."
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THE GRASSHOPPER WHO WOULDN'T BE SCARED.
There were more Ants in the meadow than there were of any other kind of
insects. In their family there were not only Ants, but great-aunts,
cousins, nephews, and nieces, until it made one sleepy to think how many
relatives each Ant had. Yet they were small people and never noisy, so
perhaps the Grasshoppers seemed to be the largest family there.
There were many different families of Grasshoppers, but they were all
related. Some had short horns, or feelers, and red legs; and some had
long horns. Some lived in the lower part of the meadow where it was
damp, and some in the upper part. The Katydids, who really belong to
this family, you know, stayed in trees and did not often sing in the
daytime. Then there were the great Road Grasshoppers who lived only in
places where the ground was bare and dusty, and whom you could hardly
see unless they were flying. When they lay in the dust their wide wings
were hidden and they showed only that part of their bodies which was
dust-color. Let the farmer drive along, however, and they rose into the
air with a gentle, whirring sound and fluttered to a safe place. Then
one could see them plainly, for their large under wings were black with
yellow edges.
Perhaps those Grasshoppers who were best known in the meadow were the
Clouded Grasshoppers, large dirty-brown ones with dark spots, who seemed
to be everywhere during the autumn. The fathers and brothers in this
family always crackled their wings loudly when they flew anywhere, so
one could never forget that they were around.
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