114. THE FAIRY-FOLK OF THE BLUE HILL.

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The brown beetle followed the Will-o’-the-
wisp as fast as he could, sometimes flying and
sometimes crawling; but his body was heavy
and his wings were short, and the light wisp
was soon out of sight. The beetle, however,
persevered, and after a laborious journey, suc-
ceeded in reaching the large maple tree in the
meadow, just in time to hear the closing words
of the interview.

As the brown beetle stopped in front of the
maple tree, the blue dragon-fly, poised on the
edge of the yellow lily in which she made her
home, was saying to the Will-o’-the-wisp : —