The Boys' and Girls' Pliny: Being parts of Pliny's "Natural History" edited for boys and girls, with an IntroductionPliny, the Elder
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The Boys' and Girls' Pliny: Being parts of Pliny's "Natural History" edited for boys and girls, with an Introduction
Pliny, the Elder
Animals -- Juvenile literature; Natural history -- Juvenile literature; Physical sciences -- Juvenile literature
It is by no means an absurdity to append to the silk-worm an account of
the spider—a creature worthy of our special admiration. The _phalangium_
is of small size, with body spotted and running to a point; their bite
is venomous, and they leap as they move from place to place. Another
kind is black, with fore legs remarkable for their length. They have all
of them three joints in the legs. The smaller kind of wolf-spider does
not make a web, but the larger ones make holes in the earth, and spread
their nets at the narrow entrance. A third kind is remarkable for the
skill which it displays in its operations. These spin a large web, the
creature having in itself a certain faculty of secreting a peculiar sort
of woolly substance. How steadily does it work with its claws, how
beautifully rounded and how equal are the threads as it forms its web,
while it employs the weight of its body as an equipoise! It begins at
the middle to weave its web, and then extends it by adding the threads
in rings around, like a warp upon the woof: forming the meshes at equal
intervals, but continually enlarging them as the web increases in
breadth, it finally unites them all by an indissoluble knot. With what
wondrous art does it conceal the snares that lie in wait for its prey in
its checkered nettings! How loose is the body of the web as it yields to
the blasts, and how readily does it catch all objects which come in its
way! You would fancy that it had left, quite exhausted, the thrums of
the upper portion of its net unfinished where they are spread across;
for with the greatest difficulty can they be perceived, and yet the
moment that an object touches them, like the lines of the hunter’s net,
they throw it into the body of the web. With what architectural skill,
too, is its hole arched over, and how well defended by a nap of extra
thickness against the cold! How carefully it retires into a corner, and
appears intent upon something else, all the while keeping so carefully
shut up from view, that it is impossible to perceive whether there is
anything within or not! And then, how extraordinary the strength of the
web! When is the wind ever known to break it, or what accumulation of
dust is able to weigh it down?
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