The Confessions of a BeachcomberBanfield, E. J. (Edmund James)
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The Confessions of a Beachcomber
Banfield, E. J. (Edmund James)
Dunk Island (Qld.); Natural history -- Australia -- Queensland
The congested state of a coral reef, and the inevitable result
thereof--perpetual war of species and shocking cannibalism--have been
referred to. Another result of the overcrowding has yet to be mentioned.
Possibly there may be those who are disinclined to credit the statement
that some of the denizens take in lodgers. But the fact remains. Having
ample room and to spare within their own walls, they offer hospitality to
homeless and unprotected strangers, whom graceless Nature has not
equipped to take part in the rough-and-tumble struggle for existence
outside. A tender-hearted mollusc (PINNA) accepts the company of a
beautiful form of mantis-shrimp--tender, delicate and affectionate--which
dies quickly when removed from its asylum, as well as a singular creature
which has no charm of character, and must be the dullest sort of lodger
possible to imagine. It is a miniature eel, which looks as if it had been
drawn out of rock crystal or perfectly clear glass. There is no apparent
difference between the head and the tail, save that one end tapers more
gradually than the other. Very limited power of motion has been bestowed
upon it. It cannot wriggle. It merely squirms in the extremity of
laziness or lassitude. These two keep the PINNA company--the lively
shrimp, pinkish brown and green with pin-point black eyes, and the little
eel as bright and as transparent yet as dull and insipid as glass. One of
the oysters attracts the patronage of a rotund crab, which in some
respects resembles a tick, and a great anemone a brilliant fish--scarlet
and silver defined with purple hair lines--which on alarm retires within
the ample folds of its host.
The flowers of a coral reef live. A bouquet of lavender-coloured, tender,
orderly spikes has a gentle rhythmical, swaying movement. A touch, and by
magic the colour is gone--naught remains but a dingy brown lump on the
rock, whence water oozes. Another form of plant-like life takes the colour
of rich green--the green of parsley, and faints at the touch, as does the
sensitive plant of the land. Another strange creature, roughly
saucer-shaped, but deep grey mottled with white and brown, continuously
waves its serrated edges and pulsates at the centre. It starts and stops,
contracts and withdraws steadily into the sand upon interference.
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