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il THiE ARGUS. SATURDAY.' JAUTVKY XG. 1900'.
t , 1 'W' I - I Ulei? Butterflies Qo Joutl; 'W, N. KVii t " By CAROLYN WELLS ' . ' ' -I Btf Caroline Wetherell . ,,'. - - , . . ?5" f Vs .'few Arrived from the. East;,- . . I 23$J iS?"Cfc$ 7 Mm J' And this curious beast , fiE ' - A" fviiia'ifx 4 ore a long linen uitstvr , urn uur ncuujiu. h IrfTJ it3 (FSytSEri'l .- S&V .?3'l His witandhischafi S fMm&i P laebeard s W ido vs Bv Grace MacGowan Cooke Full of youthful life and animation Grace Mac Gowan Cooke appeals to every boy and girl. .G353S3SS2? I 1 w J HEN Bluebeard was killed everybody was glad but it seemed very sad that all thos poor, innocent ladies, his wives, . whom he had slain without any pity, should be dead also. His last wife, who inherited all his money and. married a worthy gentleman and lived happy, used to have whole days when she could think of nothing else but those poor wives who were killed so cruelly. She walled up the doorway that opened into Blue ; beard's chamber and tried to forget about them, but ' merely passing that way would often cause her to weep, f Among Bluebeard's treasures his wife found a mirror which had the gift of speaking when one looked into "it and addressed it, and it always gave wise, counsel. She told this mirror again and again of her distress ;ver the crimes of, Bluebeard. The mirror told, her ', in reply that, if she would keep her heart pure and -tier life happy, time would wipe away the traces of her Jformer husband's evil deeds. 1 As she had led so sad a life with Bluebeard, she 'promised liersetf that "she-would have a joyous exist-"' icnce with her present husband so, there was always feasting, dancing and merry-making in her castle.' One 'light there was a grand ball, and in -the midst of the festivities word was brought Mistress Fatima that a J -wandering minstrel desired to come in and play before ':her guests. . ' - A tall, beautiful youth they found him, with a melan choly face." He carried a harp upon which he made , the most beautiful music. When lie began to sing all ;within hearing hushed themselves to listen, and when , the song was concluded many wept. "In a beautiful, gfeen island, set in the midst of blue - seas, there, dwelt two children," sang the minstrel. "A boy and girl they were; their parents dwcUed side by side, and these children had played together every day of their lives. They loved each other most dearly. , Once, in the wood, they found a white dove with a broken wing. They tended the bird till it was well, J and then it was so tame and gentle that it would not fly away from them. "When these children were grown up a youth and i maiden, there came across the sea a rich suitor for the young girl's hand ; he had a cruel face and a long beard of a dark-blue color, which swept down to his belt. No one loved him, but the young girl's parents were t dazzled, by j the. thought, of his riches, and they gave 'their daughter to him for a wife. "The hearts of both the youth and the maiden were almost broken by this cruelty; they parted very sadly, and the young girl carried her white dove wjth her when she left her island home.' In less than a month, this white dove flew back to her lover, bearing a letter which told ;fiim that the cruel husband was about" to slay her for some fancied fault. The white feathers were dabbled with blood, and the ' young man believed that the maiden was actually dead before her messenger reached him." 1 ' - ' " ' ' The lover now, so said the song, wandered through the Tworld , seeking the place' where his beloved was buried. ' " f 1 - At the conclusion- of this song, Fatima went (orward . and took the minstrel's hand. "I think your search, is ended; sir,', she said, ."for, if I mistake not. it is in - this 'very "castle ;tnat your 1 lady-love . was killed. She . then" related to birn the history of cruel Blue beard; as yotr naye1' often' heard it fold or read to you. The young- man - didn't seem distressed,' as one would have expected ; indeed, he was almost joyful and begged only to. be shown the room where his beloved lay. The Lady Fatima had masons called so that the stone-work might be taken down and the archway opened ; then, bearing a lamp, she led her guests into the Bluebeard chamber where all the ghastly heads hung upon the walls and the bodies still lay upon the floor. "Lady," said the minstrel, "I have not wandered idly seeking my lost love." I have in the last year gone to the witches' mountain, and brought thence the water, of life. I carry a flask of it in my bosom. I have but to lay my lost love's head and body together, sprinkle a few drops 'Of this water upon her neck, and she will arise t sound and 'well." .,.', You may be sure that when Fatima heard this she was a joyful woman, for her ; husband's- crimes had always been like a nightmare to her. "Good sir," she said,. "if 'you can also revive- these unfortunate ladies here, you will have my thanks, and the thanks of all Christian people. I promise, here and now that these ' ladies shall be as sisters tomc; they shall live in my castle 'till they fake husbands of their own, and in that case I will pay back' to them the dowry which cruel Bluebeard kept when he killed them." The thing was ho sooner said than done. The water of life, which the wandering minstrel had obtained through terrible hardship, was, indeed, potent to heal these wounds. .' ' -, '; " .The ladies revived like persons waking from sleep; they were merry and refreshed, and were greatly in terested in the wedding of the wandering minstrel and his bride. The Lady Fatima provided the bfide's dress, and that of the bridesmaids as well; a clergyman was sum moned, and the ball was turned into a wedding where the wedding guests danced till dawn. Garlands of flowers-were hung upon the walls, the richest and most beautiful viands graced the table, all the guests were smiling and happy, .music resounded through the rooms, and no spectre of past misdoings was left. ... After this Bluebeard's castle, which had been shunned because of its evil repute during his lifetime, became the merriest place you can imagine. All these ladies who had been his wives were young "and of. the liveliest dispositions ; arid all were beautiful, for Bluebeard had . been a great admirer of beauty and never wedded" any wife '. who- was not both beautiful and lovely and rich as well.-" r.. Now when the ladies chose to take an airing, they went in a procession of six or eight coaches, and all the country "people turned their heads to look at them, and say, "There go the widows of Bluebeard and very gay young ladies they are!" When the widows of Bluebeard were ."Inclined for the hunt, they rode ten white palfreys,, and Madame Fatima, on a dapple gray, rode at their head. It" was a pleasant sight to see them, dressed all in Lincoln green, each lady with a hawk upon her-wrist, restrain ing her : prancing . palfrey with' the other hand, and it is not to be wondered af thatfl Bluebeard's widows were soon so famous for' their beauty, tfteir wit and" their good temper, that a band of suitor was ever af the castle. .'; V ...... . i As years went on each 'hosefor herself a husband, and there were many. weddings in the-.castle. Fatima' gave to each wife her dowry, but still was left a rich' woman. And .thus the sins of Bluebeard were wiped out and forgotten, ' ' ... ;. - ...... IRY the Fairy Wiseacre," Grandma would say humorously when Kitty put a- perplexing question to her. Who was the Fairy Wiseacre? Why was she never visible ' when information was ' required ? These i were problems that ... ordinarily troubled poor Kitty "greatly. ' The little girl lived in the country, and in the fairy land of nature she found much that. puzzled her,, but, unfortunately the things which interest' little girls often seem to be matters of, small importance in the eyes of older people. . . . 1 Kitty sat by the window in her white nightrobe pon dering the latest problem. A great brown-and-ycllow moth that flew past in the moonlight had set her wondering for the hundredth time, "Where do the butterflies go in winter?" During the three summers which she had spent with Grandma, Kitty had admired the lovely winged crea tures that flitted so gaily from flower to flower. When autumn came, and the blossoms perished , under the hand of Jack Frost, she had watched to sec what the butterflies would do. With the first frost they mysteriously disappeared, to reappear in the spring just as suddenly as they had vanished. In her autumn walks she always looked out lor butterflies in distress, but she seldom, saw even a dead one. Once she came upon a benumbed yellow crea ture, which revived when brought into a warm room'. She fed it upon sugar and water for a week, but at the end of that time Dinah, a pet cat, disposed of the waif, of , whose popularity she was sup-.,, i'WVVA IU V- JVa kVJ 113. ' iti'i ' " "Oh, Fairy Wiseacre, if you. could only tell me all that I want to know !" sighed the little girl, resting her drowsy head against the wide sill. Suddenly the room was illuminated, and from the little book-case near the door stepped a dazzling vision. It was a fairy, to be sure, but such a sedate and dignified sprite ! Her blue eyes were clear and ' kint! and on her shining head she wore a wreath of 'blue salvias." Hcrirand was garlanded 'with the same ''flowers. '. , "I am here," cried the' elf, -smiling vdown upon the little girl.' " ' , '. "Mortal child, continued the fairy, "I am permitted to visit all your race at least pnee. Some cannot see . roe when I do come, and I must whisper my messages into their ears or spread them out before their eyes. My return 'to thciit depends tlpon the reception that is accorded me. r'In my visible form I am' permitted to show you what you have so much wished to know. Come, for the Monarchs are flocking in yonder field." Lifted by some mysterious power, Kitty floated be side her new friend out over the fragrant garden flower beds, across the high green hedge into the field beyond. There the air was filled with butterflies. They were coming from every direction, great tawny fellows marked with black, such as Kitty had often seen fluttering, about the milkweed in the pastures and the woods. These(alightcd on bushes and trees, which were already stripped of much of their foliage. They "Won't you tell .pie which ones to notice? I should like to see them going ' south ; all of them," . Kitty ' pleaded. . . ' - "Many Swallowtail butterflies seek a warmer climate ) when the frost arrives ; so do many of the Brush-footed butterflies." . "Brush-footed?"' queried Kitty. "Yes; my dear. If you were well acquainted with my winged friends, you would notice that many of them are practically four-footed. They carry Uic two front ' WW , ; A ir "Tbrv flrw to a hollow trr iind discovered Red Amital fa.it Jncp insifie." , . . ., .- feet, which arc short and practically useless, against the body. Ordinarily, . butterflies have, six feet. The four-footed ones arc called the Brush-footed butterflies." "I never knew that butterflies were travelers," Kitty remarked. '" "There arc the white butterflies," the Fairy. con tinued. "Some of them are great tourists. Why, the Cabbage butterfly has emigrated all over the world. He is a wonderful colonizer, though scarcely a welcome one, I fear, especially in countrieswhere people ai"e fond of cabbage, fcr, as caterpillars,; they destroy many promising vegetables. In India there is one kind of white butterfly that is much reverenced by the .simple natives. F.ach year, when it starts upon its journey, the people are filled with awe, for they think that the wise inserts are making a pilgrimage to a holy moun-' tain which they believe was once sanctified by the presence of their god, Buddha. No. one will touch the butterflies, and the people are horrified when a hungry bird swoops down and makes a meal of onq oi mem. "But all butterflies do not go south in the winter. What becomes of the". other's?" Kitty persisted. "Ah," some arc content with very short trips." Fairy Wiseacre smiled. "Come with me. We will call on . , some of them." "First they flew to a hollow tree, and peeping inside, Kitty discovered about twenty Red Admirals fast asleep with their wings folded together. Under a tree limb, in a sheltered nook, they found a sleeping Gray Comma , butterfly. Kitty had formerly made the acquaintance of its kind near the gooseberry and currant bushes. "'.In such unlikely winter quarters as pigsties, barns, hen bouses. ' stables all sorts of old buildings were - hordes of butterflies sleeping perched on the rafters, with folded-pinions. The color of the under part of the wings nearly matched that of the wood, so that' it was necessary to look closely to find them. t Some sleepers 'were nestled among cord-wood, standing in the fields 'of the forest, others were snugly ensconced between culverts and among the piers of bridges. In deed, Kitty thought the butterflies displayed much versa- . tility in selecting places for enjoying long winter naps. Among these sleepers were the tawny-wmgea Buck eye butterflies; the Variegated Fritiliary, with its reddish-yellow wings ; the Painted Beauty, with grayish wings touched with red ; the Compton Tortoise, haunter of white-birch trees; the Gray F-mperor, seen phou't the backberry; tbe? Violet Tip, lover of nettles: tS" Painted Lady, another thistle butterfly; Cloudless Sulphurs, Orange Sulphurs, Blue Swallowtails, Least Skippers, and many that she could not name.- - "Some do not go to sleep until November," the Fairy explained. "Among the late fliers are many Red Admirals,. Black-Bordered Yellow butterflies, Mourning Cloaks arid others." ;And are there any butterflies that do not move of go to sleep in 'winter?" asked Kitty, who' was deter mined that nothing should escape her. " " "Some perish. When the cold begins to benumb them, hungry birds snatch them up, and so you seldom' find their bodies. In the spring new butterflies oV their kind come but of chrysalises or develop. from eggs, or caterpillars.' . i ' - .- ' -7 ' -fA;. "Now." continued Fairy Wiseacre, "1 mtist'take you 5 home again. Evefry year. watch the butferfliei1 from : about the last of August urttrV the -frosts brnejatodyoit: will . learn many interesting, things that wiscaores; liket myself cannot hope to teach . 'you. N(?te ; tjie lirccf ion' in 'which butterflies are goirig arid j'ou twill jirtd-'thatj many' are moving southward.". : v . " '.'- '-ij ' :' Kitty thanked her" little: gtiidc'rahd 'inqnired.,'shej might :. wot hope tot see hef ;agains .Thcyjtwoy wfe once more, in-"Kitty's- bedrfiJfratfd;tiieFary vac4ibr handJ toward the book-ca;se;v i :' , i- ' - v. ; ' "You will find roe ' there," ; she answered,'! ThVrf foj Kitty's sleepy eyes '-she seemed to? slip-a'niongithe. books,; and the little girl vcnf to sleep, or dreamefil '.that .styc went to sleep. She has often disputed this' polri wiihr skeptics t. whom she fold -.the Wdryof r' nfeflj adventure, and who 'have -not treated it with, sufficient respect, but, as what she; learned from Fairy Wiseacre proved to be so true, asmall matter' like that'eanriot be- of any consequence. ' '. ... . 4.- ... rC'tjr gave the brown twigs and branches the appearance of being laden with gorgeous yellow blossoms. "-' '..' ''What does it mean?" Kitty ventured to ask, and the Fairy VViseacfe replied, smiling: - . "They are forming into a great traveling company. They know that food and -warmth will soon fail them . here, -and so they are flocking to the sunny southland, " just as the birch do; They will rerurn agam when winter is over. In the tropics.-they will enjoy & happy " life among the blossoms, but they must travel many days, stopping seldom to rest and feed." '. i While the fairy was speaking, Kitty saw a Swarm of the butterflies rise and float awav, the train extending as far as the eye could reach. She was now whisked ' away to another 'spot.- where a great flock 6f yellow butterflies was assembling. ' " ' ." - "These- are the Cloudless Sulphur butterflies."-explained Fairy Wiseacre. "Their southward flight has not been noticed lifte thaf of the Monarch or Milkweed butterflies. Many other kinds1 spend the winter ii summer, lands sometimes ."mtfmt" 'Witlv aceidertts on the wav. such as. beims blbwr&far out-to: Sea." The Little Sulphtjr . butterflies, once-. amazed . manv people n the island of. Bermuda by their unexpected appear- ancejn that region.' .You see, wiile?t traveling, they bad been blown there from the"" mainland' six' hundred ' rniles away1." ' " ; ' ' " " ; ''Poor butterflies ! sisrhed Kitty. "Yes, it was a pity. But such nn accident was not so bad as pne that happened to a parrv of Monarch buttcf- ,; flies one season. As they were- skirting along the shore of the ocean on their way soutti. a storm came up and they were driven o't to sea., Many of them were bat tered to death against a great stor"; lighthouse. T he keeper was nnabfe'ro ac,conrt'(or their pfeserree there in such numbers and at such a th":' and Was afraid "their appearartce ws Sri o-nen r( clisasl!1!';" ! . . r"Do many bttfrflitv gn-'trfr in' tb winter?" asked "Ktftr, who- "howht she roisht watch the ones that the? Fairy mentioned. .. ; . ' . ,. - . : ,. "es mv. dear, many do, but people have paid so .little attention to them that only a few wiseacres lik mywlf axe aware of their habits." 9 fa wildwood child in ine wuuwcxxi jivo, (And plays, with toys That the green earth gives: weet cones ot pine. And buckeyes brown, With leaves m Autumn Drifting down." is nutshell boats,. Are manned by snails; White dogwood blossoms Are their sails. ' ' lis secrets to - The brookare told ; And all his wounds ' By her consoled J rajho calm below Guards quiet pools v- Of sympathy. lo," all day long,- " The wildwood child Pervades the forest" ' , " Gothic-aisled, j ' nd "nightly dreams . ut iragrant tnmes: . , Of little playmates. " vThat haye wings Ind others that : Have sharper eye$ - And quicker wys " Than aught that flies! (is dreams,' sometimes, Are all awryt When feathered squirrels '' Warbling fly ill IhiisrdaV'and ni?hr. ' I he wiidwooa cnua Grows brown and sweet With all things wild; 5r nut and fruit ' ' And lovely tree r j l. i . Ijj, v-t'iu cam mc tiiarm . (iFS"itfi9 nd birdlingsTfriskl , Their furry; tails Wheq dragon-flies C ." Arc slow as snails V, t