To have a regular ascent, we must commence from a very low stage, from
the elementary embryon, which at the outset will have no other
movement than that of the elements. The new creature is the mere serf
of the planet; so completely so, that even in the egg, it turns as the
earth turns, with its double turning on its own axis, and the general
rotation.
Even when emancipated from the egg, growing up, become adult, it will
still remain the embryon, the soft mollusc. It will vaguely represent
the progress of the superior lives; it will be as the foetus, as the
larvæ or nymph of the insect, in which, folded and hidden, there yet
are the organs of the winged creature which is yet to come.
One trembles for a creature so weak; even the polypus though not less
soft is less in danger. Having life equally in all its parts, wounds,
even mutilations will not kill the polypus: wounded and mutilated he
still lives on, apparently forgetful of the excised parts. But the
centralised mollusc is far more vulnerable. What a door in his ease is
open to death!
The uncertain motion of the Medusa, which sometimes, perchance, may
save her; the mollusc, at least at the outset, possesses but very
slightly. All that is granted to him is his sloughing or exuding a
gelatine matter, which walls him in, and replaces the cuirass of the
oursin and the oursin's rock. The mollusc has the advantage of finding
his defence within himself. Two valves form a house, light and
fragile, indeed, so much so that those which float are transparent; in
the case of those which are to be stationary, the mucus forms a
filamentary anchoring cable, called the hyssas. It is formed exactly
as silk is from an element originally quite gelatinous. The gigantic
Iridacne, moors so fast by that cable, that the Madrepores mistake it
for an islet, build upon it, envelope it, and strangle it.
Passive and motionless life. It has no other event than the periodical
visit of the sun and light, and no other action but to absorb what
comes, and to secrete the jelly which makes the house, and will by
degrees do the rest. The attraction of the light, always in the same
direction, centralizes the view; and behold the eye. The secretion
fixed by a constant effort, becomes an appendage, an organ which
lately was a cable, and which by and bye will become the foot, a
shapeless and inarticulated mass, which will bend itself to anything.
It is the fin of those that swim, the pick of those that burrow in the
sand, and the foot of those who at first rather crawl than walk. Some
species arch it so that they can make a clumsy essay at leaping.
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