Here then is a second instance of an organization of very brief
duration having as its function to bring into the light of day, through
narrow and difficult passes, a microscopic creature whose limbs, if
free, would, because of their length, be an insurmountable impediment.
To enable him to emerge from the exiguous tunnel of his twig, a tunnel
bristling with woody fibres and blocked with shells already empty, the
Cicada is born swathed in bands and endowed with a boat shape, which is
eminently suited to slipping easily through an awkward passage. The
young Mantis is exposed to similar difficulties. He has to emerge from
the depths of the nest through narrow, winding ways, in which
full-spread, slender limbs would not be able to find room. The high
stilts, the murderous harpoons, the delicate antennæ, organs which will
be most useful presently, in the brushwood, would now hinder the
emergence, would make it very laborious, impossible. The creature
therefore comes into existence swaddled and furthermore takes the shape
of a boat.
The case of the Cicada and the Mantis opens up a new vein to us in the
inexhaustible entomological mine. I extract from it a law which other
and similar facts, picked up more or less everywhere, will certainly
not fail to confirm. The true larva is not always the direct product of
the egg. When the newborn grub is likely to experience special
difficulties in effecting its deliverance, an accessory organism, which
I shall continue to call the primary larva, precedes the genuine larval
state and has as its function to bring to the light of day the tiny
creature which is incapable of releasing itself.
To go on with our story, the primary larvæ show themselves under the
thin plates of the exit-zone. A vigorous flow of humours occurs in the
head, swelling it out and converting it into a diaphanous and
ever-throbbing blister. In this way the splitting-apparatus is
prepared. At the same time, the little creature, half-caught under its
scale, sways, pushes forward, draws back. Each swaying is accompanied
by an increase of the swelling in the head. At last the prothorax
arches and the head is bent low towards the chest. The tunic bursts
across the prothorax. The little animal tugs, wriggles, sways, bends
and straightens itself again. The legs are drawn from their sheaths;
the antennæ, two long parallel threads, are likewise released. The
creature is now fastened to the nest only by a worn-out cord. A few
shakes complete the deliverance.
We here have the insect in its genuine larval form. All that remains
behind is a sort of irregular cord, a shapeless clout which the least
breath blows about like a flimsy bit of fluff. It is the exit-tunic
violently shed and reduced to a mere rag.
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