Little Tom went on bravely and at once recognized an ant. At first, it
retreated, then ran towards him and said, »Prince, it pleases me very
much that I have found you again. I was once at your father's court,
with a message from our people to thank him for his hospitality and for
the shelter he gave us when our town was attacked. I am Mirmex and I
knew your father very well. All of us were deeply grieved when we
learned that your town was flooded and destroyed.«
Tom was heartily glad to meet some one with whom he could speak on a
basis of equality and began at once to tell the ant about his
adventures; but Mirmex excused himself, saying that he was too busy to
stop long; so he asked Tom to accompany him. Tom was surprised to learn
that Mirmex had work in his Godmother's Paradise, but Mirmex was already
running ahead and Tom could hardly catch up with him.
They crossed the path and waded through the grass to the trunk of the
rose-bush, up which Mirmex climbed quickly. Tom saw on the trunk a crowd
of little ants, each carrying a small bit of earth in its antennae.
Presently, Mirmex came back to Tom. »There is a great obstacle up
there,« he said, pointing to the bush. »The trunk is covered all the way
around with some sticky grease and our workmen can not crawl over it to
get to the leaves. We are now trying to build a bridge across this
place, but are not succeeding very well.«
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Little Tom promised to help them. Four strong workmen raised him over
their heads and pushed him up the trunk to the dangerous strip, where he
sat on a crooked thorn and saw how the ants were putting bits of earth
on the grease to build a bridge across it; but it was too thick and the
feet of those who were in front were caught in it. Tom drew his dagger
and, stepping out on the thorn, dug the ants free and then scratched a
broad path in the grease. Over this the ants sifted sand and soon began
to run across it in such crowds, that the leaves appeared all black.
With difficulty, Tom crawled up after them and, finding a seat on a
rosebud, watched them working. Those on the leaves were biting out
little round pieces which they threw to the ground, where others were
waiting. These at once put the green circles over their heads like
parasols and, in a long stream, hurried to the fence. Tom wanted to know
what they were going to do with the leaves and called to Mirmex as he
was passing near him. Mirmex answered that just then, he had no time;
but, later, he would explain everything.
Tom then asked Mirmex to have him carried down to the ground, as he
wished to look at the other wonders of Paradise. »With pleasure,«
answered Mirmex, »but perhaps you would like a horse to ride upon around
the garden.« Before Tom could reply, a beautiful, green steed jumped
upon the rose bud. Tom climbed upon him, the grasshopper spread his
wings, flew to the ground, and then, with great leaps, carried him to
the poppy beds.
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