. A butterfly chase . ^Af-^fl r? XXI. Bertie holds the big pin close to the quivering body ofthe poor butterfly. He must find the exact spot in the J BUTTERFLT CHASE. middle of his back, so that the operation may not has told Minnie to put her hands flat down on the net,one on each side of the poor prisoner. The butterfly, tnuspressed, can scarcely stir; a few convulsive struggles arethe only signs of his agony and his helplessness ; his head,with its large eyes, can still move a little. How dreadfulhis eyes look ; they are full of terror. Bertie was so proud of his victory; why does h
. A butterfly chase . ^Af-^fl r? XXI. Bertie holds the big pin close to the quivering body ofthe poor butterfly. He must find the exact spot in the J BUTTERFLT CHASE. middle of his back, so that the operation may not has told Minnie to put her hands flat down on the net,one on each side of the poor prisoner. The butterfly, tnuspressed, can scarcely stir; a few convulsive struggles arethe only signs of his agony and his helplessness ; his head,with its large eyes, can still move a little. How dreadfulhis eyes look ; they are full of terror. Bertie was so proud of his victory; why does he hesitatenow ? A BUTTERFLY XXII. Why ^ Because just when he was going to put his poorprisoner to death, the childs heart and hand trembled—because A BUTTERFLl^ CHASE. he looked at his cousin and saw her turn pale — becauseMinnie turned away her head that she might not see hercousin do this cruel deed. She felt that death was dreadful,whether it were a mans death or a butterflys. This pinwas just the same to the poor insect as a sword would be to aman. * Oh, Bertie, Bertie! she cried, bursting into tears; no, no ! dont let us kill him ! Only think, Bertie, it saidin uncles book that butterflies live for several days with pinsrun through them. Oh, how dreadful it must be ! I couldnot bear to see it, and you could not, Bertie. It is not niceplay to kill things; I dont like chasing butterflies. Bertie has lifted up his net. Oh, the happy, beautiful butterfly ! He thought himselfjust dead, and he has come back to life. One moment toshake his wmgs, and away he soars again in his joyous flighttowards the blue sky.
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