The Life of the Fly; With Which are Interspersed Some Chapters of AutobiographyFabre, Jean-Henri
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The Life of the Fly; With Which are Interspersed Some Chapters of Autobiography
Fabre, Jean-Henri
Diptera; Flies
The microscope shows us thirteen rings, including the head. This head is
small, slightly horny, as is proved by its amber color, and bristles in
front with a small number of short, stiff hairs. On each of the three
segments of the thorax there are two long hairs, fixed to the lower
surface; and there are two similar and still longer hairs at the end of
the terminal ring. These four pairs of bristles, three in front and one
behind, are the locomotory organs, to which we must add the hairy edge
of the head and also the anal button, a sustaining base which might
very well work with the aid of a certain stickiness, as happens with
the primary larva of the Sitaris [a Parasitic Beetle noted for the
multiplicity of transformations undergone by the grub]. We see, through
the transparent skin, two long air tubes running parallel to each other
from the first thoracic segment to the last abdominal segment but one.
They ought to end in two pairs of breathing holes which I have not
succeeded in distinguishing quite plainly. Those two big respiratory
vessels are characteristic of the grubs of flies. Their mouths
correspond exactly with the points at which the two sets of stigmata
open in the Anthrax larva in its second form.
For a fortnight, the feeble grub remains in the condition which I have
described, without growing and very probably also without nourishment.
Assiduous though my visits be, I never perceive it taking any
refreshment. Besides, what would it eat? In the cocoon invaded there is
nothing but the larva of the mason bee; and the worm cannot make use
of this before acquiring the sucker that comes with the second form.
Nevertheless, this life of abstinence is not a life of idleness. The
animalcule explores its dish, now here, now elsewhere; it runs all over
it with looper strides; it pries into the neighborhood by lifting and
shaking its head.
I see a need for this long wait under a transitory form that requires
no feeding. The egg is laid by the mother on the surface of the nest,
somewhere near a suitable cell, I dare say, but still at a distance from
the fostering larva, which is protected by a thick rampart. It is for
the new born grub to make its own way to the provisions, not by violence
and house breaking, of which it is incapable, but by patiently slipping
through a maze of cracks, first tried, then abandoned, then tried again.
It is a very difficult task, even for this most slender worm, for the
bee's masonry is exceedingly compact. There are no chinks due to bad
building; no fissures due to the weather; nothing but an apparently
impenetrable homogeneity. I see but one weak part and that only in a few
nests: it is the line where the dome joins the surface of the stone. An
imperfect soldering between two materials of different nature, cement
and flint, may leave a breach wide enough to admit besiegers as thin as
a hair. Nevertheless, the lens is far from always finding an inlet of
this kind on the nests occupied by Anthrax flies.
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