!"

14. "You can move your eyes about," said her granny, "which does just
as well. The fly cannot move his. And you would not like to be born in
the kitchen sink, would you?"

15. "Is that where flies are born?" said Rose, drawing near to her
granny and looking into her face.

16. "Yes," said Mrs. Button, "the fly is born in a sink, or in any
place where dirty stuff is found. The young flies eat the dirty stuff
and get rid of it. I will tell you some day how the little things come
into the world."

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_Write:_ After being set free from the honey the fly went off. He
cleaned his legs and went back to the old lady. She told Rose that
flies were of great use.

Questions: 1. What did Rose use to lift the fly up? 2. In
what way did she use the knitting-needle? 3. What did the
fly feel when he saw the knitting-needle coming? 4. What can
the fly do to keep a house clean? 5. What sort of eye has
the fly? 6. Tell me where flies are born?

7. BABY FLIES.

1. "Could you not tell me now?" said Rose, for she wanted to hear about
the little flies. And I too felt very glad to hear more about my
childhood. So I sat still to listen.

2. "Perhaps you think that the child of a fly looks just like itself;
only smaller," said Mrs. Sutton. "But the house-fly lays a great many
little eggs.

3. "She finds some old dirty rubbish, like rotten cabbage or stuff that
is left by careless cooks lying about. In this she puts her eggs, and
then she dies. Little grubs are born from them.

4. "They begin to eat as soon as they are born, and very soon they turn
into flies, after going to sleep for a while first in a kind of little
hard skin or shell. They change into flies while they are inside this
shell."

5. "What do the flies do when they cannot find any dirty rubbish?" said
Rose.

"Then they go to look for it in other places," said her granny. "So you
see, if we do not wish to have flies in our houses we must have no
rubbish."

6. "Then the flies are little servants to us, granny?"

"Yes, to be sure."

"I wish I could see a baby-fly," said Rose.

7. "You would not think it at all pretty," said Mrs. Sutton. "It is a
whitish maggot. But some ugly looking things are very useful to us."

"I like pretty things best," said Rose.

8. "Well, the fly is pretty enough when he is grown up. He has to wait,
you see." I was pleased to hear the kind old lady say this, and I