New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1911-05-28

-. ard his Father were off for a
,.ss hunt and tramp through the
que The wonderful spring time had
ard the beautiful month of Nav had
~ ,sr very best 20 make the woods the
~. Interesting place in all the world.
~, covers peeped out on every side. the
,1.,a rsranium and the azsles were in
o. ,-,r,e. The birds sang as they sing
=, the JOYOUS months Of MAY and
~. Inn. Father drew deep breath of
=. delicious woodsy air and looked down
-. Sturdy little figure trudging at his
SIDE.
-. zorderfil woods hardly know what
~, for first Bullets see: this IS the
-, last Of Msy-one thing we must ind
- that is-chinneysr
-. Rows eyes orened wide. "Chimneys,'
Yes sir-chimneys. not Of brick and
..-,,- and not high house Chimneys. hut
u.s. low mud Chimneys coming up ont OF
"a houses way deep down under ground.
80 queer little fellow has been sleep
- for seventeen years and is Just now
rssinE No
eoh know dad. what you're talking
-,sv say hos coming now and going 70
,-sr-, over the sun and eat everything
!, sight say. Id forgotten about him.
"a, Ne End him here 10 YOU suppose
- ~ them are QUIT Where shall look?"
r,a Rows breath gave out. or he would
ave asked dozen mote questions.
Hold on. Sow. one thing At 2 time. I've
-, sav'nr this story till We could &c.
~. under the trees together. You are on
,hs -,rbt track but your ideas are a trife
.,ivss Now. this insect everybody is talk
a. ahor,t because he is coming back after
,,~s,,Aar wears. isn't locust ar all. You
srov a 9rasshopper IL the true locust.
ant This seventeen-vesr chap Is first cousin
- no ruzzinE harvest fy that comes IN
,bs M. August weather and makes such
racket. They are cicsda --
-bs ROY vas listening. bur there Vas r
,rss-ion in his eyes. So Father paused.
-syt the cruunsys. Dad, what are they
.,r, Where are they? Wherein look for
nen
eignt under your foot. Soy. said Faith
80 is~rbing for he had been sharply scan
.,,e the ground as he talked. and, sure
,,or-n lust where tho square roe Of the
pov., shoe had kicked aside tho dry leaves.
brown. cone SHAPED hump Of dirt stood
,, tao ny three inches from the ground
:. vas hollow n the centre.
pc rsrefiI don't break IT," said Father
,s the BOY pumped down ~ pick IT NJ
rrr and ~rumhlv as u was. they succeeded
p, ss,rz 90 whole. and sftervard they,
.,,. "a photograph ~ H. which has been
,.,rodrced for the Little Men and Little
Women
-yon SEQ Bow. way down under this little
-,,d ,.ssssee has been the home Of the
~--ss for the last seventeen years. Some
vs~ mp other ne knew when the time came
"a him m start toward the light. so for
Seeks rss- he has been digging his way
orr go 10 ready 10 answer the trump of
resurrection DAY. or evening. rather. which
nav sound for him any night now, and
,Ai, N.,e mud cone is his passage TO the
sprer air"
Geo. 5ut that's queer! Tell me some
more about MIN. dad"
"AI right BOY. Its almost lunch time
Here's fine big log. and we'll have some
u mothers sandwiches and little rest
and talk" This suited the Boy exactly
and a. they munched their bread and but
r. Father told him the story.
ms cicada. Boy. IS one of the Oldest
ard oldest insects known to science. The
last Of May and the first of June, every
seventeen years. they appear in the same
places and whole swarms awake at once.
One dsy the woods are quiet. and the next
dsy they resound 10 the music Of the drum
minE OF the cicads."
But tell me how II all happens. dad"
Yes. Boy that's the interesting part Of
the story. II We could only be in the woods
the night OF this wonderful coming out OF