But look here! He had been drinking coffee, so hot it had blistered
his lips, almost. He had looked for the little animals in the white
stuff from between his front teeth. It was just after the coffee he
had looked there--Well?
With the help of a magnifying mirror he went at his back teeth.
Presto! “With great surprise I saw an incredibly large number
of little animals, and in such an unbelievable quantity of the
aforementioned stuff, that it is not to be conceived of by those
who have not seen it with their own eyes.” Then he made delicate
experiment in tubes, heating the water with its tiny population to
a temperature a little warmer than that of a hot bath. In a moment
the creatures stopped their agile runnings to and fro. He cooled the
water. They did not come back to life--so! It was that hot coffee
that had killed the beasties in his front teeth!
With what delight he watched them once more! But he was bothered,
he was troubled, for he couldn’t make out the heads or tails of
any of his little animals. After wiggling forward in one direction
they stopped, they reversed themselves and swam backward just as
swiftly without having turned around. But they _must_ have heads and
tails! They must have livers and brains and blood vessels as well!
His thoughts floated back to his work of forty years before, when he
had found that under his powerful lenses fleas and cheese mites, so
crude and simple to the naked eye, had become as complicated and as
perfect as human beings. But try as he would, with the best lenses he
had, and those little animals in his mouth were just plain sticks of
spheres or corkscrews. So he contented himself by calculating, for
the Royal Society, what the diameter of the invisible blood vessels
of his microbes must be--but mind you, he never for a moment hinted
that he had seen such blood vessels; it only amused him to stagger
his patrons by speculations of their unthinkable smallness.
If Antony Leeuwenhoek failed to see the germs that cause human
disease, if he had too little imagination to predict the rôle of
assassin for his wretched creatures, he did show that sub-visible
beasts could devour and kill living beings much larger than they were
themselves. He was fussing with mussels, shellfish that he dredged up
out of the canals of Delft. He found thousands of them unborn inside
their mothers. He tried to make these young ones develop outside
their mothers in a glass of canal water. “I wonder,” he muttered,
“why our canals are not choked with mussels, when the mothers have
each one so many young ones inside them!” Day after day he poked
about in his glass of water with its slimy mass of embryos, he turned
his lens on to them to see if they were growing--but what was this?
Astounded he watched the fishy stuff disappear from between their
shells--it was being gobbled up by thousands of tiny microbes that
were attacking the mussels greedily....
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