Walking one day down a lane leading towards Reigate, where the trees
arched overhead, ferns grew plentifully in the sandy banks, and the
sunlight flitted through the branches, and chequered the path, we came
to a shallow pond, or great puddle, which crossed the way, and near the
edge of the water the eye was struck with patches of crimson colour. On
attempting to take up a portion of one of these patches the whole
disappeared, although when the disturbance ceased the rich colour again
clothed the dingy mud. The appearance was caused by thousands of little
worms, belonging to the genus _Tubifex_, not uncommon in such
situations, who thrust themselves out to enjoy the light and air, and
retreat the moment an alarm is given. Probably both actions belong to
the class described in the last chapter, as "reflex;" but it would be
interesting to know whether creatures so humble have any sense of fear.
These worms will repay observation, but in these pages we eschew all
their tribe--unless the rotifers be assigned to them--and take ourselves
once more to our especial subjects.
[Illustration: Cryptomonad--Euglena.]
Knowing that farm-ponds are usually well stocked with microscopic game,
we made a dip into one more especially assigned to ducks, and obtained
wondrous little for our pains. We were not, however, discouraged, but
made an examination of the circumstances, which determined a particular
course of action. Our piece of water was simply a dirty duck-pond, in
which no large plants were growing, and which did not even exhibit the
little disks of duckweed that are common to such situations. There was,
however, on the surface, in parts, an exceedingly fine scum of pale
yellow green, and this, armed with a teaspoon, we proceeded to attack.
By careful skimming, a small bottle was half-filled with minute organic
particles, which were likely to be interesting in themselves, and pretty
sure to be the food for something else. A small drop was placed on a
tablet of the live-box, flattened out by the application of the cover,
and viewed with a power of two hundred linear, which disclosed swarms of
brilliant green globes, amongst which were a good sprinkle of minute
creatures, like the _Euglenæ_ already described, and whose little red
eyes contrasted vividly with the prevailing emerald hue.
[Illustration: Cryptomonad.]
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