AWAY WITH THE BUTTERFLIES. 23

green frog stood at hand. He worea dress suit
and carried a violin.

“Don't you know Froggy the Fiddler ?”
said he. ;

“Oh my, why I should say,—” began Elsie,
when she was interrupted. The butterflies
gathered thickly about her, so that she could
see nothing for some moments save a bewilder-
ing mass of fluttering, gauzy wings. As Elsie
groped about she heard the frog’s voice. It
sounded far away :

“ This is quite a fog,” it said, “quite a fog!”

Elsie found difficulty in holding her foot-
ing; the wing flapping became so violent that
it created a regular whirlwind about her. She
seemed to be growing lighter, and at length she
rose from the ground.

The butterflies kept closely round her, and
continued to beat the air with their wings.
Higher, higher and ever higher Elsie went into
the air, and still she could see nothing; not
until she ventured to look below her. Then
the little girl discovered that she was floating,
like a kite, above the tree-tops of the woods.
This was the last Elsie knew for some little
time; she became so dazed that she could
neither see nor think.