The Life of an Insect: being a history of the changes of insects from the egg to the perfect being.
Science
The Life of an Insect: being a history of the changes of insects from the egg to the perfect being.
Insects
The larva, then, is the first form assumed by the insect on quitting
its shell. No more a little inactive object lies before us, as in the
egg and its slumbering tenant, but a sharp fellow, full of life, and
soon walking off the field of the microscope, should we happen to be
looking at it in that way, or from our book or table, should it be
there placed by us for observation. By what hidden and mysterious power
this has been effected who can tell? It was not heat alone that could
animate the contents of the shell, nor could all a mother's care do
more than preserve it from injury. It is very possible that chemistry
had _some_ share in it, and when the tiny being first awoke in the
shell the oxygen of the air undoubtedly was necessary to its health,
and the fulfilment of its early functions, but no more. Not chemistry,
nor electricity, nor heat, nor any other known force could effect this
wonderful change of apparently inanimate fluid into a lively, active,
and well-organized being; much less could either of these give it
its definite form, causing one larva to differ from another in its
characters. No, we cannot tell how it has taken place, nor what has
wrought the change; but we know the author of it--even Him who from the
beginning created all things, and established those principles which,
though hidden from our eyes, work out the marvels of the created world.
It is enough for us to know and to remember this. Should we attempt
more, we should probably fall under the Scripture reproof, "Professing
themselves to be wise, they became fools."
Speaking generally, insects in the larva form appear as fleshy worms,
having long and round bodies, marked with rings, and provided with a
head and a certain number of legs, mostly six. How different in this
condition, from the ballroom gaiety of the butterfly, or the elegant
robes of the lace-wing flies. To look at a number of larvæ, all
crawling over one another, and bearing perhaps not the most loving
behaviour to each other as they scramble about, who would dream that,
in a little while, those slowly moving bodies will be whirled through
the air faster than our feet can pursue, or even than the eye can
follow? Who also, but one well versed in the knowledge of insects,
could venture to say what insect could be formed by this or that larva,
now so little resembling winged insects at all?
[Illustration: _Larvæ unlike the future Insects._]
[Illustration: _Larvæ like the future Insects._]
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