The red ants, encumbered with their living booty, left the unfortunate
city in the desolation of its great loss, and resumed the road to
their own habitation, whither their astonished and almost breathless
observer followed them. But how was his astonishment augmented when, at
the-threshold of the red ants' community, a small population of black
ants came forward to receive the plunder, welcoming with visible joy
these children of their own race, which, undoubtedly, would perpetuate
it in the foreign land.
This, then, is a mixed city, where the strong warrior-ants live in a
perfectly good understanding with the little blacks. But what do the
latter? Huber speedily discovered that, in effect, they do everything.
They alone build; they alone bring up the young red ants and the
captives of their own species; they alone administer the affairs of the
community, provide its supplies of food, wait upon and nourish their
red masters, who, like great infant giants, indolently allow their
little attendants to feed them at the mouth. No other occupations
are theirs but war, theft, and kidnapping. No other movements in the
intervals than to wander about lazily, and bask in the sunshine at the
door of their barracks.
The most curious circumstance is, that these civilized helots really
love their great barbarous warriors, and carefully tend their children,
gladly and cheerfully perform their tasks of servitude, and, more,
encourage the extension of their slavery and the abduction of the
little blacks. Does not all this wear the appearance of a free adhesion
to the established order of things?
And who knows but that the joy and pride of governing the strong and
tyrannizing over their tyrants, may be for the little blacks an inner
liberty--an exquisite and sovereign freedom--far superior to any
pleasure they could have derived from the equality of their native
country?
Huber made an experiment. He was desirous of observing what would be
the result if the great red ants found themselves without servants, and
if they would know how to supply their own wants. He thought, perhaps,
that the degenerate creatures might be inspired and uplifted by the
maternal love which is so strong among the ants.
He put a few into a glass case, and with them some _nymphs_.
Instinctively they began to move them about and to cradle them
after their fashion; but soon discovered (big and robust as they,
nevertheless, were) that the weight was too much for them; they
accordingly left them on the ground, and coolly abandoned them. In
truth, they abandoned themselves. Huber put some honey for them in a
corner, so that they had nothing to do but to take it. Miserable the
degradation, cruel the punishment with which slavery afflicts the
enslavers! They did not touch it; they seemed to know nothing; they had
become so grossly ignorant and indolent that they could no longer feed
themselves. Some of them died from starvation, with food before them!
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