The Strangest Things in the World: A Book About Extraordinary Manifestations of NatureHenry, Thomas R. (Thomas Robert)
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The Strangest Things in the World: A Book About Extraordinary Manifestations of Nature
Henry, Thomas R. (Thomas Robert)
Animal behavior; Natural history
“The occasions when these big cuttlefish appear on the surface must be
very rare. From their construction they appear fitted only to grope
among rocks at the bottom of the ocean. Their normal position is head
downward, with tentacles spread like ribs of an umbrella. The two long
ones, like the antennae of an insect, rove unceasingly around seeking
prey. In the center of the network of living traps is a chasm-like
mouth with an enormous parrot-like beak.”
“Insatiable nightmares of the sea,” the French philosopher Michelet
called the creatures. Nothing is known, of course, of their numbers
or of their ways of life in the dark depths. The few seen or captured
probably have been sick or badly injured. It has been estimated that
one female may lay as many 40,000 eggs in a season, but the mortality
of eggs and young must be enormous. It is doubtful if one in a million
ever becomes a mature animal.
A scarcely less fantastic animal, but more familiar and far less
fearsome, is the eight-tentacled octopus. Some of the largest are found
off the coast of Alaska. The largest known had arms 16 feet long and a
radial spread of 28 feet, but the central body itself was not more than
six inches wide and a foot long.
Most familiar of the race is the Mediterranean octopus; its tentacles
often are sold for food in Sicilian markets. The largest known was
nine feet long and weighed about 50 pounds. This animal reportedly was
captured by a fisherman with his bare hands. One specimen found dead on
a beach near Nassau had tentacles five feet long and weighed more than
200 pounds.
It is a rather sluggish, timid animal which seeks shelter in holes and
crevasses among offshore rocks. It feeds mainly on clams and oysters.
When frightened it surrounds itself with a cloud of ink-like fluid.
There is no reliable reason to believe it ever attacks man.
_The Vanishing Whippoorwill_
Probably not one person in a thousand has ever seen a whippoorwill.
Its melancholy song is one of the most familiar chords in the symphony
of the summer evening but to the majority of listeners it is only a
disembodied voice in the dark. The singer has come about as near to
achieving invisibility as any living creature.
The whippoorwill is a migrant bird, spending its winters in Florida and
its summers from March to October in the north. It travels entirely
at night, sometimes in large flocks. It builds no nest but lays its
flecked eggs on the ground depending on the flickering shadows of the
woodland over the background of dried leaves to conceal them.
The bird is masterfully camouflaged by nature and usually selects a
spot for its eggs where the woodland floor is free of underbrush and
the trees are spaced far enough apart to cast an uneven shade. The male
presumably sleeps all day while the female sits on the eggs or broods
the newly hatched young, but at night he stands guard, may take his
turn on the nest, and hunts insects for his mate.
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