There were her fish, and the water spider, and the beaver to shelter all winter.
When her home was done, it was half as large as a big acorn and a charming place for water spider babies.
And they always did, for no water spider who has been well brought up will ever eat away from his own home.
A water spider scooted past him, heading for the tangled moss along the bank.
water spider put one little coal of fire into her bowl, and then swam back with it.
But water spider spun a thread from her body and wove it into a tusti bowl which she fastened on her back.
It is a water spider, which goes under water in an ingenious small diving-bell, a future nest.
Another, the water spider, builds herself an elegant silken diving-bell, in which she stores air.
This is not the water spider that looks like a mosquito, but the other one, with black downy hair and red stripes on her body.