Of course she was acquainted with the language of all the beasts and
birds and insects, and she counted on their befriending her, however
much men had changed. Her brief experience of modern sailors and
missionaries, whether English or German, had indeed convinced her that
men were, even now, far from perfection. But it was a crushing blow to
find that all the beasts were traitors, and all the insects.
If it had not been for the loyal birds she would have gone back to
Polynesia at once; but they flocked faithfully to her standard, led by
the Owl, the wisest of all feathered things, who had lived too long,
and had too much good feeling to ignore fairies, though he was,
perhaps, just a little of a prig. The insects, however, who,
considering the size of their brains, one might have thought would
believe in fairies and in the supernatural in general, if anybody did,
behaved disgracefully, and the ant was the worst all. She started by
saying that _her_ brain was larger in proportion than the brain of any
other insect. Perhaps Queen Mab was not aware that Sir John Lubbock had
devoted a volume to the faculties and accomplishments of ants, together
with some minor details relating to bees and wasps, of which these
insects magnified the importance. Under _these_ circumstances, it was
impossible for her to countenance a mere vulgar superstition, like
faith in fairies. She begged leave to refer Queen Mab to various works
in the International Scientific Series for a complete explanation of
her motives, and mentioned, casually, that she also held credentials
from Mr. Romanes. Then, explaining that her character with the sluggard
was at stake, she hurried away. Evidently she did not care to be seen
talking to a fairy. It may be mentioned here, however, that Queen Mab's
faith in entomological nature was considerably shaken by the fact that
when no one was looking at her the ant always folded up her work and
went to sleep—though, if surprised in a siesta, she explained that she
had only just succumbed to complete exhaustion, and lamented that mind,
though infinitely superior to, was not yet independent of matter.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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