ABSTRACT
Now at last the author have emerged from the alphabetical Hell of insects and entered on the green pastures of the letter L, where many of these little creatures may be seen grazing at will. The Ladybird is a fair little insect, one of the fairest of insects, to whom Shakespeare might well have addressed a sonnet beginning, "Lady, thou art beyond earthly compare!" The beholder may recall Shakespeare's words on an occasion, "Diseases desperate grown by desperate appliance are removed, or not at all". Then he may flick the Ladybird off his hand with the fingers of his other hand. The very sound of "may feah", applied, if in another sense, to the Ladybird, transports people at once from the regions of the London slums, where Louse reigns supreme, to the select West End, particularly the district between Hyde Park and Piccadilly. Here, pronounced "heah", are to be found most of the really aristocratic ladies, and ladybirds, of England.
