The grub (that i am talking about) boards in old rotten logs, and dekayed stumps, and grubs for a living. They are about one intch in size, and are bilt like a skrew. They look for all the world like a short strip ov phatt pork. They enter rotten wood, like an intch skrew, pursewed bi a skrew-driver. They are very mutch retired in their habits, and are az free from anger az a tudstool. Sum pholks kant see enny munny in a grub, but i kan. I hav chopt them out ov an old stump, the further end ov April, and then put them onto a hook, and krept down behind a bunch of willows, in the meadow, and dropt them, kind a natral, into the swift water, and in less than forty seckonds hav jerked out ov the silvery flood twelve ounces ov trout, and while he turned purple, and gold summersetts on the grass, i hav had mi harte swell up in me, like a halleluyer. I had rather ketch a trout in this way than tew be president ov the United States for the same length ov time. [Illustration: VERMIN.] Thare may not be az mutch ambishun in it, but thare iz a glory in it, az krazy, and az safe, az soda water. It don’t take mutch tew make me happy, but it will take more munny than enny man on this futtstool, haz got, tew buy out the little stock I alwuss keep on hand. THE LADY BUG. The lady bug iz the most genteel vermin in market. They are spotted red and blak for color, are about the size ov a double B shot, and don’t look unlike a drop ov red sealing wax. They hang around gardens in the spring ov the year, and are wuss, and quicker, on kukumber vines, than a distrikt skoolmaster iz on a kittle ov warm pork and beans. The lady bug iz the pet ov little children, who ketch them in their hands and then sing to them the old nursery rime: “Lady bug, lady bug, fly away home, Your house is on fire, and your children will roam.” Let them go, and sure enough the lady bug duz put for home in a grate hurry. The lady bug iz probably useful, but Webster’s unabridged dont tell us for what. Whenever i cum akros enny bug, that i dont know what they waz built for, i dont blame the bug. I hav grate phaith in ennything that kreeps, krawls, or even wiggles, and tho i haint been able tew satisfy miself all about the usefulness ov bed bugs, musketoze, and striped snaix, i hav phaith that Divine Providence did not make them in vain. Phaith iz knolledge ov the highest order. THE TREE-TUD. Did you ever see a tree-tud, mi christian friends? If yu didn’t, cum with me next July, and i will sho yu one. Morrally konsidered, they are like enny other tud, physikally they aint. They are about the size ov an old-fashioned 25 cent piece, a hed on one side ov them, and a tail on the other. They are the only tuds that kan klimb with enny degree of alakrity, and are the only ones that kan sing like a tea-kittle when she is cooking water.