were to drop your handkerchief now it would be bitten to rags in five
minutes.

The lovely Miss Corophium is beating the sand with her long feelers, to
see if there are any worms under it. Greedy creature! Can’t you be content
with what is given you? But look! Whatis the matter now? Oh! Oh! How

dreadful! An enemy is com-

NH ing. “The Green Crab! The
ee tira Green Crab! Run, hop, bur-

. row under ground, for your
lives!” Off they all go, hel-
ter-skelter, Hopper, Screw,
== and Corophium.

Segx The family, and as many
of the guests as they can
“7 shelter, disappear under
ground into their tiny holes;
the rest make off wherever
they can. Have all escaped?
Alas! No! The unfortunate Kroyler’s Sand-screw has a lame leg, and cannot
go as fast as the rest. He is seized by the terrible Green Crab, the enemy of
his whole race, and gobbled up before our very eyes.

The ball is over; come away! Somehow I don’t care so muchabout being
a sand-hopper now, do you?

   

—Lavura E. RIcHArpDs,