These were statements dictated by the anatomist’s scalpel, without the
least direct proof from observed facts. Stratagems accomplished
underground escaped the eye and seemed to me bound always to escape it.
How, indeed, could one hope that an animal whose art is practised in
the darkness of a manure-heap should be persuaded to work in the full
light of day? I did not reckon on it in the least. Nevertheless, for
conscience’ sake, I tried putting the Scolia in touch with her quarry
under glass. And it was well that I did so, for my success was in the
inverse ratio to my expectations. Never did beast of prey show greater
zeal in attacking under artificial conditions. Every insect
experimented upon rewarded me, sooner or later, for my patience. Let us
watch Scolia Bifasciata at work, operating on her Cetonia grub.
The captive grub tries to escape its terrible neighbour. Turned over on
its back according to its custom, it shuffles along eagerly, going
round and round the glass arena. Soon, the Scolia’s attention is
aroused and is evinced by continual little taps of the tips of its
antennæ upon the table, which now represents the customary soil. The
Hymenopteron falls upon her prey and attacks the monstrous meal by the
hinder end. She climbs upon the Cetonia, using the abdominal extremity
as a lever. The assaulted grub does nothing but scud all the faster on
its back, without rolling itself into a defensive posture. The Scolia
reaches the front part, after falls and accidents that vary greatly,
according to the degree of tolerance of the grub, her temporary mount.
With her mandibles, she nips a point on the upper surface of the
thorax; she places herself across the grub, curves herself into an arch
and tries to touch with the point of her belly the region where the
sting is to be darted. The arch is a little too short to embrace almost
the whole circuit of the corpulent prey, for which reason the efforts
and attempts are made over and over again, at great length. The tip of
the abdomen makes untold exertions, applies itself here, there and
elsewhere and, as yet, stops nowhere. This tenacious searching in
itself proves the importance which the paralyzer attaches to the spot
at which its bistoury is to enter.
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