THE next day the little chickens were all hatched and doing well. The
hen had led them to the courtyard, and, scratching the soil and
clucking, she dug up small seeds which the little ones came and took
from their mother’s beak. At the slightest approach of danger, the hen
called the brood, and all ran to snuggle under her outspread wings. The
boldest soon put their heads out, their pretty little yellow heads
framed in their mother’s black feathers. The alarm over, the hen began
clucking and scratching again, and the little ones went trotting around
her once more. Completely reassured, Mother Ambroisine forever renounced
her proverb of the spider. In the evening Uncle Paul continued the story
of the epeira.
“Since it must serve as a support to the silken network, the first
thread stretched from one bank to the other must be of exceptional
firmness. The epeira begins, therefore, by fixing both ends well; then,
going and coming on the thread from one extremity to the other, always
spinning, it doubles and trebles the strands and sticks them together in
a common cable. A second similar cable is necessary, placed beneath the
first in an almost parallel direction. It is between the two that the
web must be spun.
“For this purpose, from one of the ends of the cable already constructed
the epeira lets itself fall perpendicularly, hanging by the thread that
escapes from its spinnerets. It reaches a lower branch, fastens the
thread firmly to it, and ascends to the communicating bridge by the
vertical thread it used for descending. The spider then reaches the
other bank, still spinning, but without gluing this new strand of silk
to the cable. Arrived at the other side, it lets itself slide on to a
branch conveniently placed, and there fastens the end of the thread that
it has spun on its way from one bank to the other. This second chief
piece of the framework becomes a cable by the addition of new threads.
Finally the two parallel cables are made firm at each end by divers
threads starting from it in every direction and attaching themselves to
the branches. Other threads go out from this point and that, from one
cable to the other, leaving between them, in the middle of the
construction, a large open space, almost circular, destined for the net.
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