’We won’t wipe it up!  Let us wait and see if they can take it all.  See, it is getting less!  I wonder how they do it.’

2.  ’There! one fly has gone.  He has had enough.  But this old fellow is very thirsty.  He does not look as if he were drinking, and yet the milk goes.  That long thing must be his mouth.  Is it, mother?’

[Illustration:  Enlarged view of Head of Fly showing Trunk.]

3.  ’It is called his trunk.  The mouth is at the end of it.  He is very clever with it.  Do you know that he never eats?  He only drinks.’

4.  ‘But I have seen him eating sugar.’

’No; I don’t think you have.  He has no teeth and no jaws.  He can’t bite anything.  What he does is to wet the sugar with his mouth and melt it, and then suck it up.’

5.  ’Well, that is clever!  I wonder how he found out how to do it.  And I know something else that he is clever at.’

6.  ‘What is it, Harry?’ asked Dora.

‘Something you can’t do!  He can walk on the ceiling.’

‘You can’t do it either,’ said Dora.

’How does he hold on, mother?  We can see one up there now!  He walks about as if he were on the table.’

[Illustration:  Enlarged view of Fly’s Foot.]

7.  ’He has something like gum inside his feet, and, when he wants to stand or walk upside down, he presses this out, and it helps him to stick on.  Here is another fly walking up the window-pane.’

‘I have often seen flies on the window-pane.’

8.  ’How wonderful it is!  The glass, you see, is smooth and hard, and it stands straight up.  We could not go up a hill like that, could we?’

9.  They watched him go up and down, counted his six legs, and saw that his wings were very pretty.  Their mother told them a very strange thing, that his eyes could see all ways at once!

10.  Then they had to say good-bye to him, for out he went into the garden.  When they turned to the table, they found that their other friend had gone too—­and so had the milk.

THE WASP.

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1.  There was a great stir at dinner one day.  A wasp came in, begging for sugar and plum-tart.  Harry and Dora ran this way and that.

2.  At last their father got the wasp out into the garden, and, when all was quiet again, he asked if they would like to hear its story.

‘Oh yes, father!’ said Dora.

3.  Harry was busy with his plums, but he nodded, as much as to say, ’I shall be glad to hear it too!’

4.  So the father began: 

’All last winter the wasp was asleep, but when spring came she waked up and set out to look for a home.  I am not quite sure where she found it, but it was in the ground, I think.

5.  ’She began to dig in the soft earth, and she dug on till she had made a long passage.  She had to carry out all the loose earth herself.  Then she made a little room at the end of the passage.