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Rh “Here come the boys.”

“I don’t hear them,” said Bess, after listening for a moment.

“I do, then. They are coming, but not very near. You wait and see.”

“I never saw such ears, Fred!” said Bess, laughing. “They are so long, I shall call you my rabbit.”

Fred rubbed his ears reflectively.

“Yes, they are good size, but I have to see and hear with them both. But what do you think about the boys now?” he added, as Rob,  Ted, Sam, and Phil, a noisy quartette, turned  in at the gate.

“I think your ears were better than my eyes,” answered Bess, as she rose to receive her guests.

“Oh, cousin Bess, we’ve got lots of specimens!” shouted Rob from afar, and Ted added,—

“A good start for our museum, sure enough!” while the boys settled themselves on the piazza rail, and pulled various boxes from their  pockets.

“Here are five moth-millers and a hornbug,”