The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1911-07-27
rup SPIDER AND THE FLY RE
TOLD.

p. rag 2 warm September day, and
-. she train was crowded with city
-eo.re. looking fondIy and sadly on
-. ts. rcccding views of the noun
.-f-s where they had had such a
t,r-r time during the summer
months
little boy. too young TO care TO
Ink ont at the mountains, and who
ras already tired with the trip. was
herring his mother to tell him a
s.orr and after thinking about it a
If, she said she would.
She began it with verse that her
mother had said to her years and
years before:
viii YOU walk into my parlor?"
Said the spider to the fly.
"Tis the prettiest little parlor
That ever you did spy"
Then she went on:
Il was very early in the morning
Of a perfect day in June, when young
Mr. Fly few out through the open
door to enjoy the fresh air and glow
ing sunlight. Right away his eyes
we're attracted by strange sight. AL
though it was broad daylight, this
thing, of beauty that he saw seemed
Illuminated with row upon row of
electric lights. AS Mr.. Fly sailed
I'D to look more closely at it, he
quickly discerned that this was Spi-
der House, and at the parlor window
he beheld Mr.. Spider gorgeously ar
rayed and wearing many jewels-a
watch chain of yellow topaz around
bis neck, rubies in his shirt front
and other beautiful ornaments on
his head and body.
Young Mr.. Fly was dressed in a
dark bOttle-green Waist-cOat and
black Cutaway coat Of a light weight,
gossamer material, just fit for the
warm season.
Now, Mr.. Fly had inherited dis
like for the whole Spider family, but
this morning he was feeling so very
happy, even jolly, that he did not
fly away in disdain, but lOitered a
little to inspect the Spider House
more closely. Mr.. Spider saw Mr..
Fly and fastened out and begged
him to enter through the broad hall
into his charming little gem Of a
parlor And them" added Mr.. Spi-
der, Il will show you my observa-
tory and my conservatory, just Off
my grand dining-room, and last Of
all my den" Mr.. Spider spoke so
softly-almost humming his invita-
tion-that it quite charmed his Wis
itor.
To be sure, Mr.. Fly himself had
always lived in a very fine house
with all the modern improvements,
but this seemed unlike any he had
ever visited. LAS a summer resort,
he thought, sit might be very nice,
So he threw his old fears to the wind
and gaily fiuttered in.
Mr.. Spider ushered him through
the spacious hall into the tiny par
Tor. Pray rest yourself here, Mr.
Fly" he said, Important business
calls me to my observatory. I will
attach a silken thread to your but
tonhole, and when you feel inclined
make your way through all my halls
and chambers. Then, when you WISH
10 find your way back, you can sim
ply wind this thread"
Mr.. Fly saw Mr.. Spider depar1
With a little misgiving, which in
creased when he found himself al
alone, and he resolved to set out i'm
medlately on the inspection of thi!
strange house.
He soon found himself in Mr.. Spi
uers dining-room, and his heart wal
Iuil OF fear when, hearing the voice
VI a ty or two, he glanced into thu
conservatory and saw some OLE
friends of his sitting in detected at
ti'udeS, as if they had no heart t.
Try to wing away or else were no
able to.
he hastily turned and found, t.
MS great dismay, that in his wander
'ngS through the many rooms, tn
Silhen cord had wound about hi
'ess and wings so closely that b
oouIu hardly move. And finally tn
.oro had made him stumble and b
-ei into the Spiders den, where tn
oisht OF broken wings and legs S
o'ercame him that he made on
more desperate struggle with tn
siihen thread. But this only dre7
" lighter and tighter about him.
AND that was the end of Mr.. Fly
LOT Mr.. Spider ate him for dinner
%hlie other wiser Flies, who ha
epC away from the Spiders hous.
lived to good old age.-H. N, i
The Continent.