"They don't bite anything
except leaves; they are fine big fellows; their colouring is exquisite;
and they evolve these beautiful moths. I invite all of you to visit
us, and see for yourselves how intensely interesting they are."
There was a murmur of polite thanks from the girls, but one man
measured Molly-Cotton from the top curl of her head to the tip of
her slippers, and answered, " I accept the invitation. When may
I come?" He came, and left as great a moth enthusiast as any of
us. This incident will be recognized as furnishing the basis on
which to build the ballroom scene in "A Girl of the Limberlost*",
in which Philip and Edith quarrel over the capture of a yellow
Emperor. But what of these students from the great representative
colleges of the United States, to whom a jumbled string made from
the names, of half a dozen moths answered for one of the commonest
of all?
<<*April 1994 [limbr10x.xxx] 125 A Girl of the Limberlost, by Gene
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CHAPTER V The Lady Bird: Deilephila Lineata
In that same country garden where my first Cecropia was found,
Deilephila Lineata was one of my earliest recollections.
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