“One often meets in hay-fields or even in hay itself a small reptile
differing from the snake in structure. It is known as the slow-worm or
blind-worm. Its head is small and merges into the body without
narrowing into a neck; furthermore, the tail is blunt, so that the two
ends of the body are of nearly the same shape and leave us for a moment
in doubt as to which is the head and which the tail. The slow-worm is
covered with very smooth and shiny scales. The back is silvery yellow
and marked from one end to the other by three black lines which change,
as the worm grows older, to a succession of dots and even disappear
entirely at last. The stomach is blackish. On being disturbed the
slow-worm forcibly contracts, stiffens, and becomes almost as rigid as
a lizard’s tail.
“Many people believe that this little creature is venomous, and even to
touch it or meet its eye is thought to be very dangerous. But its evil
reputation is quite undeserved. The slow-worm is really the most
harmless of reptiles: it does not even offer to bite in its own
defense, but contents itself with stiffening until it is as rigid as a
wooden rod. It lives chiefly on beetles and earthworms.
“Now to conclude this brief account of snakes: vipers excepted, not one
of our serpents is venomous, none can harm us, the bite of none is in
the least dangerous. Snakes do us no injury whatever; on the contrary,
they help us by destroying a multitude of insects and small rodents.
Let us, then, conquer an unreasonable horror and hatred and suffer
these helpers of ours to live in peace.
“Equal consideration should be shown to lizards, those agile hunters of
insects and even of small fur-bearing game such as rodents. Who does
not know the little gray lizard, lover of sunny walls? It lies in wait
for flies, darting its tongue in and out as if in play; and it ransacks
one hole after another in quest of insects. It is the protector of
wall-fruit.
“When on a fine spring day the sun shines warm on some wall or
hillside, the lizard may be seen stretched out comfortably on this wall
or on the new grass covering the hillside. It steeps itself delightedly
in the healthful warmth; it shows its pleasure by gentle undulations of
its relaxed tail and by its shining eyes; and presently, perhaps, it
darts like an arrow to seize some small prey or to find a spot still
more to its liking. Far from fleeing at the approach of man, it seems
to regard him with friendliness; but at the slightest alarming sound,
as the fall of a leaf, it rolls over, falls, and remains motionless for
some moments, as if stunned by the fall; or else it darts away,
vanishes from sight, reappears, hides again, then comes forth once
more, turns and twists until the eye can hardly follow it, folds itself
over several times, and finally retires to some shelter to recover from
its fright.
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