The Life of an Insect: being a history of the changes of insects from the egg to the perfect being.
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The Life of an Insect: being a history of the changes of insects from the egg to the perfect being.
Insects
This insect is naturally a very helpless being, it can only walk at
a slow pace, and strange to add, it can only walk backwards, and not
forwards! Yet its food is the juice of insect bodies. How, then, is
it to seize upon them circumstanced so unfavourably as it is, having
neither swiftness nor ability to direct its motions sufficiently
actively to fit it for such a task? It succeeds by an artifice of the
most refined character. Nothing daunted by what we might call its
natural disadvantages, the insect sets bravely to work to construct a
trap for its prey; and the manner in which this is performed may well
strike us with wonder, and raise our admiration up to Him who has so
marvellously endowed this humble being with wisdom and skill. It first
takes care to choose out a proper site for the work it is about, and
in this always selects a soil composed of fine, loose, and dry sand,
well aware that, as we shall presently see, no other would be fit for
its purpose. Generally it chooses such a soil under the shelter of an
old wall, where the rain cannot easily penetrate and ruin its work. In
so doing it shows its wisdom; for thither, when the heat of the sun is
great, or when the rain-drops fall heavily, crowds of insects come for
shelter, and fall into its cruel embrace.
[Illustration: _Circular Ditch of the Ant-lion._]
The site being chosen, the next important step is to mark out the
bounds of its habitation, and with this view the insect begins digging
a circular ditch, walking backwards until it has completed the circle.
This defines the outer limits of its trap, and is a sort of guide line
to it in its future operations. Then it sets about the more proper task
of excavating its trap. Would that our readers could see this insect at
work! Of all the wonderful sights presented to us in the insect world
there is none to equal it in interest, none so calculated to enlist our
sympathies on the part of the patient, skilful, and unwearied little
labourers of this kingdom of nature. Guided by the line it has marked
out, the workman steps into the circle, and sets to work with a hearty
good will, and with a degree of diligence and excavating skill that
would put our railroad "navigators" to the blush. Shower after shower
of sand is seen flying up and beyond the boundary described, with the
most unintermitting diligence, until the insect has completed the
circle again; arrived there, it turns round and excavates back again
until it arrives at the same point. But it may perhaps be asked, where
are its tools, and by what means does it succeed in casting up these
loads of earth? We fear that at best any written description will
hardly do justice to our ingenious labourer; its method, however, is as
follows:--It uses the head as the spade, or rather shovel, and in the
strangest manner it fills the shovel with one of its feet with a load
of sand, and then by a quick movement of the head tosses it out of the
cavity.
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