Insect life: Souvenirs of a naturalistFabre, Jean-Henri
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Insect life: Souvenirs of a naturalist
Fabre, Jean-Henri
Insects -- Biology
In a few days the galleries are ready, especially as after some repairs
those of the preceding year are used again. Other Cerceris, as far as I
know, have no fixed home, transmitted from one generation to another.
True Bohemians, they establish themselves wherever the chances of their
vagabond life may lead them, so long as the soil suits them. But C.
tuberculata is faithful to her penates. The projecting shelf of
sandstone used by its predecessors is used again; it hollows out the
same layer of sand hollowed by its forbears, and, adding its own labour
to theirs, obtains deep-seated retreats sometimes only visited with
difficulty. The diameter of the galleries would admit a thumb, and the
insect can move about easily, even when laden with the prey which we
shall see it capture. Their direction is horizontal, from four to eight
inches, then makes a sudden turn downward more or less obliquely, now
in one direction, now in another. Except the horizontal part, and the
angle of the tunnel, the direction seems to depend on the difficulties
of the ground, as is proved by the windings and changes in the farthest
part of this kind of canal, which is half a yard in length. At the far
end are the cells, not numerous, and provisioned with five or six dead
beetles. But let us leave the details of how a Cerceris builds, and
turn to more wonderful facts.
The victim chosen to feed the larvæ is a large weevil (Cleonus
ophthalmicus). One sees the captor arrive, carrying the victim between
its feet, body to body, head to head. It alights heavily some way from
the hole to complete the journey without the aid of wings, and drags
the prey laboriously with its jaws, on ground if not vertical, at least
very steeply inclined, which often results in sending captor and
captive headlong to the bottom, but the indefatigable mother finally
darts into her burrow, covered with dust, but with the prey of which
she has never let go. If she does not find walking with such a burden
easy, it is otherwise with her flight, which is surprisingly powerful,
if one considers that the strong little creature is carrying a prey
nearly as large as and heavier than herself. I have had the curiosity
to weigh the Cerceris and her prey separately, and the first weighed
150 milligrammes, and the second about 250, almost double.
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