The romance of insect life : $b Interesting descriptions of the strange and curious in the insect worldSelous, Edmund
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The romance of insect life : $b Interesting descriptions of the strange and curious in the insect world
Selous, Edmund
Insects
The above facts are quite reliable, but having made my notes, I forgot
to mention their source—one of the established entomological
organs—and so cannot now refer to it.
Footnote 141:
Annals and Magazine of Natural History, September, 1874.
Footnote 142:
The Faerie Queene, book 2, canto vi.
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CHAPTER XXIV
Aquatic insects—Lyonnet’s water-beetle—A floating cradle—Larva
and pupa—An ingenious contrivance—Nothing useless—The
imaginary philosopher—How the cradle is made—The mysterious
“mast”—Later observation—The giant water-bug—An oppressed
husband.
SPIDERS having brought us to the water, it may be as well, or even
better, in view of the title of this work, to say something about
water-insects. Of these, so long as the water be fresh, and not salt,
there are many, and the largest, perhaps, if he exceeds some of the
dragon-fly larvæ and the Giant Water-Bug of America, must be the Great
Water-Beetle—_Hydrophilus piceus_—which is larger even than the much
commoner one—_Dytiscus_—which everybody knows, and which is _the_
water-beetle to most people.
It is the fate of some animals to become associated for all time in our
minds with the name of some particular man, as, for instance, the bee is
with that of Huber, and the ephemera with that of Swammerdam. Again, the
fame of Lyonnet, though he was skilled in eight languages, and became
cypher secretary and confidential translator to the United Provinces of
Holland, is principally bound up with a certain caterpillar, viz. that
of the goat moth, of which creature, though only an amateur in such
matters, he made dissections and executed plates, which have never yet
been surpassed, and are supposed to be entirely unsurpassable. In a
lesser degree his memory is associated with this particular
water-beetle—the great one, into the heart of whose mystery he was the
first to pierce: “In the beginning of July,” he tells us, “I had noticed
in the ditches a kind of cocoon which I did not recognise. It was
whitish, of the size of the end of the finger, nearly spherical, but
rather oval and flattened. The surface, which looked like tow, was not
quite smooth. One of the two ends was flatter than the other, and
furnished with a raised rim. From the space within this rim projected a
sort of little tapering mast about as long as the cocoon.”[143]
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