Grasshopper Green's Garden: The Story of Some Wonderful Little Lives : a Nature Reader for Elementary Schools

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Little, Brown, and Company, 1909 - Readers - 197 pages

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Page i - ... HARVARD UNIVERSITY LIBRARY OF THE Department of Education COLLECTION OF TEXT-BOOKS Contributed by the Publishers TRANSFERRED TO...
Page 53 - When she came hurrying up to breathe, after being a whole minute down at the bottom, she could not poke the end of her breathing-tube through the top of the water. Though she pushed with all her might, and flapped and twisted and jerked, she could not reach the air above. It seemed as if there was a layer of thin rubber over the surface of the pool.
Page 61 - It may have been the same one which had almost caught her when she was a baby in the pool. She had hardly time to slip to one side and crawl under the grass, but the dragon-fly did not stop to hunt for her, because he liked better to chase insects flying in the air. Several times that day the young mosquito started to fly up from her hiding place, only to slip hastily back to safety.
Page 50 - She laid as many as three hundred or more. They were all stuck together in a tiny raft which floated out on the surface of the pool. The sun came up and shone on the ripples. A bird swung on a reed and fluttered down to drink. She dipped in her bill, splash! so near the wee...
Page 60 - LIVES were not much use to her just at first, because they were damp and limp and creased from having been folded up inside the wiggler skin for so many hours when they were growing. While they were drying, she sat on her old skin that was floating there empty.
Page 54 - ... dangerous spot. Her tail stretched up to the air in a twinkling. She hung there, breathing and breathing and breathing, deep down and all the way through her soft body. She had almost drowned that time. What caused all this trouble for her had been a drop of oil that had floated from over a dead frog at the edge of the pool.
Page 59 - But an animal like this young insect cannot think, and therefore she never worries. She only cares about the way she feels at the moment. And all that night she felt quite comfortable except that her skin seemed to be getting tighter and tighter.
Page 43 - Now, as she was almost as big as a rat, she could not help making a stir with her shovelling and kicking. The pounding and thumping shook the ground around the busy earthworm. The instant he felt it, he stopped eating and wriggled up out of. that hole faster than he had ever wriggled before. Though he had never heard of a mole, something told him to get away from that spot as soon as he possibly could.
Page 50 - These pools were exactly what the mother mosquito wanted, because there were no fish in them to eat her babies. Perhaps she knew that the fish in the pond could not flap across the grassy spots to reach the puddles scattered over the marshy place. Anyway, she flew to one of the patches of quiet water and dropped her eggs upon it.
Page 181 - She did not know where she was going, or what she was going to do.

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