StNicholas [seriell] . Was ist mit der Caterpillar Witch? Wissen Sie nicht? Sie ist diejenige, die der kleine Boyfund fand, als er zurück zum Glas ging, wo Hehad die Raupe legte. Welche Raupe? Einer, den er fand, als er Thelawn rakend. Er fand immer Raupen und brachte sie in Flaschen und rettete sie.Liebte sie fast so sehr, wie er rote Ameisen tat. Ugh, aber niemand konnte rote Ameisen lieben! Nun, er konnte es. Er war ein lustiger kleiner Schlag, und er mochte viele Dinge, die seine Onkel und Schwestern und Brüder nicht stehen konnten.Sein Onkel Fritz hasste besonders Raupen.Das ist der Grund

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StNicholas [serial] . What about the Caterpillar Witch ? Dont you know? She s the one the little boyfound when he went back to the glass where hehad put the caterpillar. What caterpillar? One that he found when he was raking thelawn. He was always finding caterpillars andputting them into bottles and saving them up.Loved them almost as much as he did red ants. Ugh, but nobody could love red ants! Well, he could. He was a funny little chap, and he liked lots of things that his uncles andaunts and sisters and brothers could nt stand.His Uncle Fritz especially hated caterpillars.That s the reason he pitched her over the fence. Pitched who? The Caterpillar Witch. Oh, Boy, I m getting awfully mixed. Could nt igio.] THE NONSENSE BOY 873 we come somewhere near the beginning or theend or near some place that is nt so—so wobbly?What s the matter with you, kiddie ? I mtelling the story from the middle, dont you see?He found this caterpillar, a great, big, fat one ina fur coat, and he did nt have time to play with. THE MEAN OLD WHALE PLAGUED THEM SO MUCH THAT THEY ALL CAMEASHORE AND COMPLAINED TO THE POLICEMAN. it just then, so he ran into the cellar, got an oldtumbler, and put the caterpillar under it for safe-keeping. When he came back, there she was! Who? The Caterpillar Witch. She was a tiny crea-ture in a red cloak, with a thin little brown faceand tiny black eyes; she wore a white cap andan apron, like any other witch, only she was ntmore than two inches high in all. You see, shehad been fooling; had changed herself into acaterpillar just for fun or some other reason. Iforgot to tell you, went on the Boy, that all thishappened the day after Halloween. Now youknow on Halloween all the witches come whizz-ing round on their broomsticks, and they tellyou your true-loves name and a lot of importantthings like that. They command a good deal ofrespect, but, for all that, some of them are tinylittle witches, like fairies, you know, and whenthis one rapped with her knuckles on t

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