First, a few threads are flung out, hither and thither, to keep the layer
of wadding in position. The Epeira takes special pains with the edge of
the neck, where she fashions an indented border, the angles of which,
prolonged with cords or lines, form the main support of the building. The
spinnerets never touch this part without giving it, each time, until the
end of the work, a certain added solidity, necessary to secure the
stability of the balloon. The suspensory indentations soon outline a
crater which needs plugging. The Spider closes the bag with a padded
stopper similar to that with which she sealed the egg-pocket.
When these arrangements are made, the real manufacture of the wrapper
begins. The Spider goes backwards and forwards, turns and turns again.
The spinnerets do not touch the fabric. With a rhythmical, alternate
movement, the hind-legs, the sole implements employed, draw the thread,
seize it in their combs and apply it to the work, while the tip of the
abdomen sways methodically to and fro.
In this way, the silken fibre is distributed in an even zigzag, of almost
geometrical precision and comparable with that of the cotton thread which
the machines in our factories roll so neatly into balls. And this is
repeated all over the surface of the work, for the Spider shifts her
position a little at every moment.
At fairly frequent intervals, the tip of the abdomen is lifted to the
mouth of the balloon; and then the spinnerets really touch the fringed
edge. The length of contact is even considerable. We find, therefore,
that the thread is stuck in this star-shaped fringe, the foundation of
the building and the crux of the whole, while every elsewhere it is
simply laid on, in a manner determined by the movements of the hind-legs.
If we wished to unwind the work, the thread would break at the margin; at
any other point, it would unroll.
The Epeira ends her web with a dead-white, angular flourish; she ends her
nest with brown mouldings, which run down, irregularly, from the marginal
junction to the bulging middle. For this purpose, she makes use, for the
third time, of a different silk; she now produces silk of a dark hue,
varying from russet to black. The spinnerets distribute the material
with a wide longitudinal swing, from pole to pole; and the hind-legs
apply it in capricious ribbons. When this is done, the work is finished.
The Spider moves away with slow strides, without giving a glance at the
bag. The rest does not interest her: time and the sun will see to it.
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