Show Flitt ermice all winter long the litt ermice have been hanging headd flown clown in their gloomy cave now the spring sun beating on the ilof ha hai told thern them it Is time to wake up lip and fly out to en joy life once mot booie rooie e see that big fellow chasing gnats there thera over the brook how he baits this way and that what a quantity of the tiny creatures it must tal ale a to satisfy one after a five months fast whenever you iou eee bee bats bals fluttering ibous in the ma know that spring has come to stai for they do not venture abroad till they know winter Is ci over citer ter mrs a model mother neier neer leaving home without bout carrying all her children with ith her now fow hook on she says when she is ready to go jai t in search of her breal fast which she takes at our supper time for her day begins when the first stars twinkle in tho the sky so the babies fasten their little thumb hooks tightly into their mothers mother R fur and away amity she ehe darts smacking her lips in anticipation of the juicy midges awaiting availing her |