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  IndefaultofapoisonjarwhichIwouldhaveplacedononesideanddrawnuponatmyconvenience,Idetachthelastsegment,formingthebaseofthesting。Iobtainitfromadeadandalreadywitheredscorpion。Awatchglassservesasabasin。Here,Itearandcrushthepieceinafewdropsofwaterandleaveittosteepforfour—and—twentyhours。TheresultistheliquidwhichI

  proposetousefortheinoculation。Ifanypoisonremainedinmyanimal’scaudalgourd,theremustbeatleastsometracesofitintheinfusioninthewatchglass。

  Myhypodermicsyringeisofthesimplest。Itconsistsofalittleglasstube,taperingsharplyatoneend。Bydrawinginmybreath,Ifillitwiththeliquidtobetested;Iexpelthecontentsbyblowing。ItspointisalmostasfineasahairandenablesmetoregulatethedosetothedegreewhichIwant。Acubicmillimeteristheusualcharge。Theinjectionhastobemadeatpartsthataregenerallycoveredwithhorn。Soasnottobreakthepointofmyfragileinstrument,Ipreparethewaywithaneedle,withwhichIprickthevictimatthespotrequired。IinsertthetipoftheloadedinjectorintheholethusmadeandIblow。Thethingisdoneinamoment,veryneatlyandinanorthodoxfashion,favorabletodelicateexperiments。Iamdelightedwithmymodestapparatus。

  Iamequallydelightedwiththeresults。Thescorpionhimself,whenwoundingwithhissting,inwhichthepoisonisnotdilutedasmineisinthewatchglass,wouldnotproduceeffectslikethoseofmypricks。Hereissomethingmorebrutal,producingmoreconvulsioninthesufferer。Thevirusofmycontrivingexcelsthescorpion’s。

  Thetestisseveraltimesrepeated,alwayswiththesamemixture,which,dryingupbyspontaneousevaporation,thenmadetoserveagainbytheadditionofafewdropsofwater,oncemoredrainedandoncemoremoistened,doesdutyforanindefinitelengthoftime。Insteadofabating,thevirulenceincreases。Moreover,thecorpsesoftheinsectsoperateduponundergoacuriouschange,unknowninmyearlierobservations。Thenthesuspicioncomestomethattheactualpoisonofthescorpiondoesnotenterintothematteratall。WhatIobtainwiththeendjointofthetail,withtheglandatthebaseofthesting,Ioughttoobtainwithanyotherpartoftheanimal。

  Icrushinafewdropsofwaterajointofthetailtakenfromthefrontportion,farfromthepoisonglands。Aftersoakingitfortwenty—fourhours,Iobtainaliquidwhoseeffectsareabsolutelythesameasthosebefore,whenIusedthejointthatbearsthesting。Itryagainwiththescorpion’sclaws,thecontentsofwhichconsistsolelyofmuscle。Theresultsarejustthesame。

  Thewholeoftheanimal’sbody,therefore,nomatterwhichfragmentbesubmittedtothesteepingprocess,yieldsthevirusthatsogreatlypricksmycuriosity。

  EverypartoftheSpanishfly[Cantharisorblisteringbeetle],insideandout,issaturatedwiththeblisteringelement;butthereisnothinglikethisinthescorpion,wholocalizeshisvenominhiscaudalglandandhasnoneofitelsewhere。ThecauseoftheeffectswhichIobserveisthereforeconnectedwithgeneralpropertieswhichIoughttofindinanyinsect,eventhemostharmless。

  IconsultOryctesnasicornis,thepeaceablerhinocerosbeetle,onthissubject。Togetattheexactnatureofthematerials,insteadofpulverizingthewholeinsectinamortar,IusemerelythemusculartissueobtainedbyscrapingtheinsideofthedriedOryctes’corselet。OrelseIextractthedrycontentsofthehindlegs。Idothesamewiththedesiccatedcorpsesofthecockchafer,theCapricorn,orCerambyxbeetle,andtheCetonia,orrosechafer。

  Eachofmygleanings,withalittlewateradded,islefttosoftenforacoupleofdaysinawatchglassandyieldstotheliquidwhatevercanbeextractedfromitbycrushinganddissolving。

  Thistime,wetakeagreatstepforward。Allmypreparations,withoutdistinction,arehorriblyvirulent。Letthereaderjudge。

  Iselectasmyfirstpatientthesacredbeetle,Scarabaeussacer,whothankstohissizeandsturdiness,lendshimselfadmirablytoanexperimentofthiskind。Ioperateuponadozen,inthecorselet,onthebreast,onthebellyand,bypreference,ononeofthehindlegs,farremovedfromtheimpressionablenervouscenters。

  Nomatterwhatpartmyinjectorattacks,theeffectproducedisthesame,ornearly。Theinsectfallsasthoughstruckbylightning。

  Itliesonitsbackandwrigglesitslegs,especiallythehindlegs。IfIsetitonitsfeetagain,IbeholdasortofSt。

  Vitus’dance。Scarabaeuslowershishead,archeshisback,drawshimselfuponhistwitchinglegs。Hemarkstimewithhisfeetontheground,movesforwardalittle,movesasmuchbackward,leanstotheright,leanstotheleft,inwilddisorder,incapableofkeepinghisbalanceormakingprogress。Andthishappenswithsuddenjerksandjolts,withavigornowhitinferiortothatoftheanimalinperfecthealth。Itisadisplacementofalltheworks,astormthatuprootsthemutualrelationsofthemuscles。

  SeldomhaveIwitnessedsuchsufferings,inmycareerasacross—

  examinerofanimalsand,therefore,asatorturer。Ishouldfeelascruple,didInotforeseethatthegrainofsandshiftedtodaymayonedayhelpusbytakingitsplaceintheedificeofknowledge。

  Lifeiseverywherethesame,intheDungbeetle’sbodyasinman’s。

  Toconsultitintheinsectmeansconsultingitinourselves,meansmovingtowardsvistaswhichwecannotaffordtoneglect。Thathopejustifiesmycruelstudies,which,thoughapparentlysopuerile,areinrealityworthyofseriousconsideration。

  Ofmydozensufferers,somerapidlysuccumb,otherslingerforafewhours。Theyarealldeadbytomorrow。Ileavethecorpsesonthetable,exposedtotheair。Insteadofdryingandstiffening,liketheasphyxiatedinsectsintendedforourcollections,mypatients,onthecontrary,turnsoftandslackeninthejoints,notwithstandingthedrynessofthesurroundingair;theybecomedisjointedandseparateintoloosepieces,whichareeasilyremoved。

  TheresultsarethesamewiththeCapricorn,thecockchafer,theProcrustes[alargegroundbeetle],theCarabus[thetruegroundbeetle,includingthegoldbeetle]。Inallofthemthereisasuddenbreak—up,followedbyspeedydeath,aslackeningofthejointsandswiftputrefaction。Inanon—hornyvictim,thequickchemicalchangesofthetissuesareevenmorestriking。ACetoniagrub,whichresiststhescorpion’ssting,eventhoughrepeatedlyadministered,diesinaveryshorttimeifIinjectatinydropofmyterriblefluidintoanypartofitsbody。Moreover,itturnsverybrownand,inacoupleofdays,becomesamassofblackputrescence。

  Thegreatpeacock,thatlargemothwhoreckslittleofthescorpion’spoison,isnomoreabletoresistmyinoculationsthanthesacredbeetleandtheothers。Ipricktwointhebelly,amaleandafemale。Atfirst,theyseemtobeartheoperationwithoutdistress。Theygripthetrellisworkofthecageandhangwithoutmoving,asthoughindifferent。Butsoonthediseasehastheminitsgrip。Whatweseeisnotthetumultuousendingofthesacredbeetle;itisthecalmadventofdeath。Withwingsslacklyquivering,softlytheydieanddropfromthewires。Nextday,bothcorpsesareremarkablylax;thesegmentsoftheabdomenseparateandgapeattheleasttouch。Removethehairsandyoushallseethattheskin,whichwaswhite,hasturnedbrownandischangingtoblack。Corruptionisquicklydoingitswork。

  Thiswouldbeagoodopportunitytospeakofbacteriaandcultures。

  Ishalldonothingofthesort。Onthehazyborderlandofthevisibleandtheinvisible,themicroscopeinspiresmewithsuspicion。Itsoeasilyreplacestheeyeofrealitybytheeyeofimagination;itissoreadytoobligethetheoristswithjustwhattheywanttosee。Besides,supposingthemicrobetobefound,ifthatwerepossible,thequestionwouldbechanged,notsolved。Fortheproblemofthecollapseofthestructurethroughthefactofapricktherewouldbesubstitutedanothernolessobscure:howdoesthesaidmicrobebringaboutthatcollapse?Inwhatwaydoesitgotowork?Whereliesitspower?

  ThenwhatexplanationshallIgiveofthefactswhichIhavejustsetforth?Why,none,absolutelynone,seeingthatIdonotknowofany。AsIamunabletodobetter,Iwillconfinemyselftoapairofcomparisonsorimages,whichmayserveasabriefrestingplaceforthemindonthedarkbillowsoftheunknown。

  Allofus,aschildren,haveamusedourselveswiththegameof\"cardfriars。\"Anumberofcards,asmanyaspossible,arebentlengthwiseintoasemi—cylinder。Theyareplacedonatable,onebehindtheother,inawindingrow,thespacesinwhicharesuitablydisposed。Theperformancepleasestheeyebyitscurvedlinesanditsregulararrangement。Itpossessesorder,whichisaconditionofallanimatedmatter。Yougivealittletaptothefirstcard。Itfallsandoverturnsthesecond,which,inthesameway,topsy—turviesthethird;andsoon,righttotheendoftherow。Inlessthannotime,thecapsizingwavespreadsandthehandsomeedificeisshattered。Orderissucceededbydisorder,I

  mightalmostsay,bydeath。Whatwasneededthustoupsettheprocessionoffriars?Avery,veryslightfirstpush,outofallproportiontothetoppledmass。

  Again,takeaglassballooncontainingasolutionofalumsupersaturatedbyheat。Itisclosed,duringtheprocessofboiling,withacorkandisthenallowedtocool。Thecontentsremainfluidandlimpidforanindefiniteperiod。Mobilityishererepresentedbyafaintsemblanceoflife。Removethecorkanddropinasolidparticleofalum,howeverinfinitesimal。Suddenly,theliquidthickensintoasolidlumpandgivesoffheat。Whathashappened?This:crystallizationhassetinatthefirstcontactoftheparticleofalum,thecenterofattraction;next,ithasspreadbitbybit,eachsolidifiedparticleproducingthesolidificationofthosearound。Theimpulsecomesfromanatom;themassimpelledisboundless。Theverysmallhasrevolutionizedtheimmense。

  Ofcourse,inthecomparisonbetweenthesetwoinstancesandtheeffectsofmyinjections,thereadermustseenomorethanafigureofspeech,which,withoutexplaininganything,triestothrowaglimmeroflightuponit。Thelongprocessionofcardfriarsisknockeddownbythemeretouchofthelittlefingertothefirst;

  thevoluminoussolutionofalumsuddenlyturnssolidundertheinfluenceofaninvisibleparticle。Inthesameway,thevictimsofmyoperationssuccumb,thrownintoconvulsionsbyatinydropofinsignificantsizeandharmlessappearance。

  Thenwhatisthereinthatterribleliquid?Firstofall,thereiswater,inactiveinitselfandsimplyavehicleoftheactiveagent。

  Ifaproofwereneededofitsinnocuousness,hereisone:Iinjectintothethighofanyoneofthesacredbeetle’ssixlegsadropofpurewaterlargerthanthatofthefatalinoculations。Assoonasheisreleased,hemakesoffandtrotsaboutasnimblyasusual。

  Heisquitefirmonhislegs。Whenputbacktohispellet,herollsitwiththesamezealasbeforetheexperiment。Myinjectionofwatermakesnodifferencetohim。

  Whatelseisthereinthemixtureinmywatchglasses?Thereisthedisintegratedmatterofthecorpse,especiallyshredsofdriedmuscles。Dothesesubstancesyieldcertainsolubleelementstowater?Oraretheysimplyreducedtoafinedustinthecrushing?

  Iwillnotdecidethisquestion,norisitreallyofimportance。

  Thefactremainsthatthepoisonproceedsfromthosesubstancesandfromthemalone。Animalmatter,therefore,whichhasceasedtoliveisanagentofdestructionwithintheorganism。Thedeadcellkillsthelivingcell;inthedelicatestaticsoflife,itisthegrainofsandwhich,refusingitssupport,entailsthecollapseofthewholeedifice。

  Inthisconnection,wemayrecallthosedreadfuldissectingroomaccidents。Throughawkwardness,astudentofanatomyprickshimselfwithhisscalpelinthecourseofhiswork;orelse,byinadvertence,hehasaninsignificantscratchonhishand。Acutwhichonewouldhardlynotice,producedbythepointofapocketknife,ascratchofnoaccount,fromathornorotherwise,nowbecomesamortalwound,ifpowerfulantisepticsdonotspeedilyremedytheill。Thescalpelissoiledbyitscontactwiththefleshofthecorpse;soarethehands。Thatisquiteenough。Thevirusofcorruptionisintroduced;and,ifnottreatedintime,thewoundprovesfatal。Thedeadhaskilledtheliving。Thisalsoremindsusoftheso—calledcarbuncleflies,thelancetofwhosemouthparts,contaminatedwiththesaniesofcorpses,producessuchterribleaccidents。

  Mydealingsasagainstinsectsare,whenallissaid,nothingbutdissectingroomwoundsandcarbuncleflies’stings。Inadditiontothegangrenethatsoonimpairsandblackensthetissues,Iobtainconvulsionssimilartothoseproducedbythescorpion’ssting。Initsconvulsiveeffects,thevenomousfluidemittedbythestingbearsacloseresemblancetothemuscularinfusionswithwhichI

  fillmyinjector。Weareentitled,therefore,toaskourselvesifpoisons,generallyspeaking,arenotthemselvesaproduceofdemolition,acastingoftheorganismperpetuallyrenewed,wastematter,inshort,which,insteadofbeinggraduallyexpelled,isstoredforpurposesofattackanddefense。Theanimal,inthatcase,wouldarmitselfwithitsownrefuseinthesamewayasitsometimesbuildsitselfahomewithitsintestinalrecrement。

  Nothingiswasted;life’sdetritusisusedforselfdefense。

  Allthingsconsidered,mypreparationsaremeatextracts。IfI

  replacethefleshoftheinsectbythatofanotheranimal,theox,forinstance,shallIobtainthesameresults?Logicsaysyes;andlogicisright。IdilutewithafewdropsofwateralittleLiebig’sextract,thatpreciousstandbyofthekitchen。IoperatewiththisfluidonsixCetoniaeorrosechafers,fourinthegrubstage,twointheadultstage。Atfirst,thepatientsmoveaboutasusual。Nextday,thetwoCetoniaearedead。Thelarvaeresistlongeranddonotdieuntilthesecondday。Allshowthesamerelaxedmuscles,thesameblackenedflesh,signsofputrefaction。

  Itisprobable,therefore,that,ifinjectedintoourownveins,thesamefluidwouldlikewiseprovefatal。Whatisexcellentinthedigestivetubeswouldbeappallinginthearteries。Whatisfoodinonecaseispoisonintheother。

  ALiebig’sextractofadifferentkind,thebrothinwhichtheliquefierpuddles,isofavirulenceequal,ifnotsuperior,tothatofmyproducts。Allthoseoperatedupon,Capricorns,sacredbeetles,groundbeetles,dieinconvulsions。Thisbringsusback,afteralongwayround,toourstartingpoint,themaggotofthefleshfly。Cantheworm,constantlyflounderinginthesaniesofacarcass,beitselfindangerofinoculationbythatwhereonitgrowsfat?Idarenotrelyuponexperimentsconductedbymyself:

  myclumsyimplementsandmyshakyhandmakemefearthat,withsubjectssosmallanddelicate,Imightinflictdeepwoundswhichofthemselveswouldbringaboutdeath。

  Fortunately,IhaveacollaboratorofincomparableskillintheparasiticChalcidid。Letusapplytoher。Tointroducehergerms,shehasperforatedthemaggot’spaunch,hasevendonesoseveraltimesover。Theholesareextremelysmall,butthepoisonallaroundisexcessivelysubtleandhasthusbeenable,incertaincases,topenetrate。Nowwhathashappened?Thepupae,allfromthesameapparatus,arenumerous。Theycanbedividedintothreenotveryunequalclasses,accordingtotheresultssupplied。Somegivemetheadultfleshfly,otherstheparasite。Therest,nearlyathird,givemenothing,neitherthisyearnornext。

  Inthefirsttwocases,thingshavetakentheirnormalcourse:thegrubhasdevelopedintoafly,orelsetheparasitehasdevouredthegrub。Inthethirdcase,anaccidenthasoccurred。Iopenthebarrenpupae。Theyarecoatedinsidewithadarkglaze,theremainsofthedeadmaggotconvertedintoblackrottenness。Thegrub,therefore,hasundergoneinoculationbythevirusthroughthefineopeningseffectedbytheChalcidid。Theskinhashadtimetohardenintoashell;butitwastoolate,thetissuesbeingalreadyinfected。

  Thereyouseeit:initsbrothofputrefaction,thewormisexposedtogravedangers。Nowthereisaneedformaggotsinthisworld,formaggotsmanyandvoracious,topurgethesoilasquicklyaspossibleofdeath’simpurities。Linnaeustellsusthat’Tresmuscaeconsumuntcadaverequiaequecitoacleo。\"[Threefliesconsumethecarcassofahorseasquicklyasalioncoulddoit。]

  Thereisnoexaggerationaboutthestatement。Yes,ofacertainty,theoffspringofthefleshflyandthebluebottleareexpeditiousworkers。Theyswarminaheap,alwaysseeking,alwayssnufflingwiththeirpointedmouths。Inthosetumultuouscrowds,mutualscratcheswouldbeinevitableiftheworms,liketheotherflesheaters,possessedmandibles,jaws,clippersadaptedforcutting,tearingandchopping;andthosescratches,poisonedbythedreadfulgruellappingthem,wouldallbefatal。

  Howarethewormsprotectedintheirhorribleworkyard?Theydonoteat:theydrinktheirfill;bymeansofapepsinwhichtheydisgorge,theyfirstturntheirfoodstuffsintosoup;theypracticeastrangeandexceptionalartoffeeding,whereinthosedangerouscarvingimplements,thescalpelswiththeirdissectingroomperils,aresuperfluous。Hereends,forthepresent,thelittlethatI

  knoworsuspectofthemaggot,thesanitaryinspectorintheserviceofthepublichealth。

  CHAPTERXVIIRECOLLECTIONSOFCHILDHOOD

  Almostasmuchasinsectsandbirds——theformersodeartothechild,wholovestorearhiscockchafersandrosebeetlesonabedofhawthorninaboxpiercedwithholes;thelatteranirresistibletemptation,withtheirnestsandtheireggsandtheirlittleonesopeningtinyyellowbeaks——themushroomearlywonmyheartwithitsvariedshapesandcolors。Icanstillseemyselfasaninnocentsmallboysportingmyfirstbracesandbeginningtoknowmywaythroughthecabalisticmazesofmyreadingbook,Iseemyselfinecstasybeforethefirstbird’snestfoundandthefirstmushroomgathered。Letusrelatethesegraveevents。Oldagelovestomeditatethepast。

  Ohappydayswhencuriosityawakensandfreesusfromthelimboofunconsciousness,yourdistantmemorymakesmelivemybestyearsoveragain。Disturbedatitssiestabysomewayfarer,thepartridge’syoungbroodhastilydisperses。Eachprettylittleballofdownscurriesoffanddisappearsinthebrushwood;but,whenquietisrestored,atthefirstsummoningnotetheyallreturnunderthemother’swing。Evenso,recalledbymemory,domyrecollectionsofchildhoodreturn,thoseotherfledglingswhichhavelostsomanyoftheirfeathersonthebramblesoflife。Some,whichhavehardlycomeoutofthebushes,haveachingheadsandtotteringsteps;somearemissing,stifledinsomedarkcornerofthethicket;someremainintheirfullfreshness。Nowofthosewhichhaveescapedtheclutchesoftimetheliveliestarethefirst—born。Forthemthesoftwaxofchildishmemoryhasbeenconvertedintoenduringbronze。

  Onthatday,wealthyandleisured,withanappleformylunchandallmytimetomyself,Idecidedtovisitthebrowoftheneighboringhill,hithertolookeduponastheboundaryoftheworld。Rightatthetopisarowoftreeswhich,turningtheirbackstothewind,bendandtossaboutasthoughtouprootthemselvesandtaketoflight。Howoften,fromthelittlewindowinmyhome,haveInotseenthembowingtheirheadsinstormyweather;howoftenhaveInotwatchedthemwrithinglikemadmenamidthesnowdustwhichthenorthwind’sbroomraisesandsmoothesalongthehillside!’Whataretheydoingupthere,thosedesolatetrees?Iaminterestedintheirsupplebacks,todaystillanduprightagainsttheblueofthesky,tomorrowshakenwhenthecloudspassoverhead。Iamgladdenedbytheircalmness;Iamdistressedbytheirterrifiedgestures。Theyaremyfriends。I

  havethembeforemyeyesateveryhouroftheday。Inthemorning,thesunrisesbehindtheirtransparentscreenandascendsinitsglory。Wheredoesitcomefrom?IamgoingtoclimbupthereandperhapsIshallfindout。

  Imounttheslope。Itisaleangrassswardclose—croppedbythesheep。Ithasnobushes,fertileinrentsandtears,forwhichI

  shouldhavetoansweronreturninghome,noranyrocks,thescalingofwhichinvolveslikedangers;nothingbutlarge,flatstones,scatteredhereandthere。I。haveonlytogostraighton,oversmoothground。Buttheswardisassteepasaslopingroof。Itislong,eversolong;andmylegsareveryshort。Fromtimetotime,Ilookup。Myfriends,thetreesonthehilltop,seemtobenonearer。Cheerily,sonny!Scrambleaway!

  Whatisthisatmyfeet?Alovelybirdhasflownfromitshidingplaceundertheeavesofabigstone。Blessus,here’sanestmadeofhairandfinestraw!It’sthefirstIhaveeverfound,thefirstofthejoyswhichthebirdsaretobringme。Andinthisnestaresixeggs,laidprettilysidebyside;andthoseeggsareamagnificentblue,asthoughsteepedinadyeofcelestialazure。

  Overpoweredwithhappiness,Iliedownonthegrassandstare。

  Meanwhile,themother,withalittleclapofhergullet——’Tack!

  Tack!’——fliesanxiouslyfromstonetostone,notfarfromtheintruder。Myageknowsnopity,isstilltoobarbaroustounderstandmaternalanguish。Aplanisrunninginmyhead,aplanworthyofalittlebeastofprey。Iwillcomebackinafortnightandcollectthenestlingsbeforetheycanflyaway。Inthemeantime,Iwilljusttakeoneofthoseprettyblueeggs,onlyone,asatrophy。Lestitshouldbecrushed,Iplacethefragilethingonalittlemossinthescoopofmyhand。Lethimcastastoneatmethathasnot,inhischildhood,knowntheraptureoffindinghisfirstnest。

  Mydelicateburden,whichwouldberuinedbyafalsestep,makesmegiveuptheremainderoftheclimb。SomeotherdayIshallseethetreesonthehilltopoverwhichthesunrises。Igodowntheslopeagain。Atthebottom,Imeettheparishpriest’scuratereadinghisbreviaryashetakeshiswalk。Heseesmecomingsolemnlyalong,likearelicbearer;hecatchessightofmyhandhidingsomethingbehindmyback:’Whathaveyouthere,myboy?’heasks。

  Allabashed,Iopenmyhandandshowmyblueeggonitsbedofmoss。

  ’Ah!’sayshisreverence。’ASaxicola’segg!Wheredidyougetit?

  ’

  ’Upthere,father,underastone。’

  Questionfollowsquestion;andmypeccadillostandsconfessed。BychanceIfoundanestwhichIwasnotlookingfor。Thereweresixeggsinit。Itookoneofthem——hereitis——andIamwaitingfortheresttohatch。Ishallgobackfortheotherswhentheyoungbirdshavetheirquillfeathers。

  ’Youmustn’tdothat,mylittlefriend,’repliesthepriest。’Youmustn’trobthemotherofherbrood;youmustrespecttheinnocentlittleones;youmustletGod’sbirdsgrowupandflyfromthenest。Theyarethejoyofthefieldsandtheycleartheearthofitsvermin。Beagoodboy,now,anddon’ttouchthenest。’

  Ipromiseandthecuratecontinueshiswalk。Icomehomewithtwogoodseedscastonthefallowsofmychildishbrain。Anauthoritativewordhastaughtmethatspoilingbirds’nestsisabadaction。Ididnotquiteunderstandhowthebirdcomestoouraidbydestroyingvermin,thescourgeofthecrops;butIfelt,atthebottomofmyheart,thatitiswrongtoafflictthemothers。

  ’Saxicola,’thepriesthadsaid,onseeingmyfind。

  ’Hullo!’saidItomyself。’Animalshavenames,justlikeourselves。Whonamedthem?Whatareallmydifferentacquaintancesinthewoodsandmeadowscalled?WhatdoesSaxicolamean?’

  YearspassedandLatintaughtmethatSaxicolameansaninhabitantoftherocks。Mybird,infact,wasflyingfromonerockypointtotheotherwhileIlayinecstasybeforeitseggs;itshouse,itsnest,hadtherimofalargestoneforaroof。FurtherknowledgegleanedfrombookstaughtmethattheloverofstonyhillsidesisalsocalledtheMotteux,orclodhopper,because,intheplowingseason,shefliesfromclodtoclod,inspectingthefurrowsrichinunearthedgrubworms。Lastly,IcameupontheProvencalexpressionCul—blanc,whichisalsoapicturesqueterm,suggestingthepatchonthebird’srumpwhichspreadsoutlikeawhitebutterflyflittingoverthefields。

  Thusdidthevocabularycomeintobeingthatwouldonedayallowmetogreetbytheirrealnamesthethousandactorsonthestageofthefields,thethousandlittleflowersthatsmileatusfromthewayside。Thewordwhichthecuratehadspokenwithoutattachingtheleastimportancetoitrevealedaworldtome,theworldofplantsandanimalsdesignatedbytheirrealnames。Tothefuturemustbelongthetaskofdecipheringsomepagesoftheimmenselexicon;fortodayIwillcontentmyselfwithrememberingtheSaxicola,orstonechat。

  Onthewest,myvillagecrumblesintoanavalancheofgardenpatches,inwhichplumsandapplesripen。Lowbulgingwalls,blackenedwiththestainsoflichensandmosses,supporttheterraces。Thebrookrunsatthefootoftheslope。Itcanbeclearedalmosteverywhereatabound。Inthewiderparts,flatstonesstandingoutofthewaterserveasafootbridge。Thereisnosuchthingasawhirlpool,theterrorofmotherswhenthechildrenareaway;itisnowheremorethankneedeep。Dearlittlebrook,sotranquil,coolandclear,Ihaveseenmajesticriverssince,Ihaveseentheboundlesssea;butnothinginmymemoriesequalsyourmodestfalls。Aboutyouclingsallthehallowedpleasureofmyfirstimpressions。

  Amillerhasbethoughthimofputtingthebrook,whichusedtoflowsogailythroughthefields,towork。Halfwayuptheslope,awatercourse,economizingthegradient,divertspartofthewaterandconductsitintoalargereservoir,whichsuppliesthemillwheelswithmotorpower。Thisbasinstandsbesideafrequentedpathandiswalledoffattheend。

  Oneday,hoistingmyselfonaplayfellow’sshoulders,Ilookedoverthemelancholywall,allbeardedwithferns。Isawbottomlessstagnantwaters,coveredwithslimygreen。Inthegapsinthestickycarpet,asortofdumpy,black—and—yellowreptilewaslazilyswimming。Today,Ishouldcallitasalamander;atthattime,itappearedtometheoffspringoftheserpentandthedragon,ofwhomweweretoldsuchbloodcurdlingtaleswhenwesatupatnight。

  Hoo!I’veseenenough:let’sgetdownagain,quick!

  Thebrookrunsbelow。Aldersandash,bendingforwardoneitherbank,mingletheirbranchesandformaverdantarch。Attheirfeet,behindaporchofgreattwistedroots,arewaterycavernsprolongedbygloomycorridors。Onthethresholdofthesefastnessesshimmersaglintofsunshine,cutintoovalsbytheleafysieveabove。

  Thisisthehauntofthered—necktiedminnows。Comealongverygently,lieflatonthegroundandlook。Whatprettylittlefishtheyare,withtheirscarletthroats!Clusteringsidebyside,withtheirheadsturnedagainstthestream,theypufftheircheeksoutandin,rinsingtheirmouthsincessantly。Tokeeptheirstationarypositionintherunningwater,theyneednaughtbutaslightquiveroftheirtailandofthefinontheirback。Aleaffallsfromthetree。Whoosh!Thewholetroophasdisappeared。

  Ontheothersideofthebrookisaspinneyofbeeches,withsmooth,straighttrunks,likepillars。Intheirmajestic,shadybranchessitchatteringcrows,drawingfromtheirwingsoldfeathersreplacedbynew。Thegroundispaddedwithmoss。Atone’sfirststeponthedownycarpet,theeyeiscaughtbyamushroom,notyetfull—spreadandlookinglikeaneggdroppedtherebysomevagranthen。ItisthefirstthatIhavepicked,thefirstthathaveIturnedroundandroundinmyfingers,inquiringintoitsstructurewiththatvaguecuriositywhichisthefirstawakeningofobservation。

  Soon,Ifindothers,differinginsize,shapeandcolor。Itisarealtreatformyprenticeeyes。Somearefashionedlikebells,likeextinguishers,likecups;somearedrawnoutintospindles,hollowedintofunnels,roundedintohemispheres。Icomeuponsomethatarebrokenandareweepingmilkytears;Isteponsomethat,instantly,becometingedwithblue;Iseesomebigonesthatarecrumblingintorotandswarmingwithworms。Others,shapedlikepears,aredryandopenatthetopwitharoundhole,asortofchimneywhenceawhiffofsmokeescapeswhenIprodtheirundersidewithmyfinger。Thesearethemostcurious。Ifillmypocketswiththemtomakethemsmokeatmyleisure,untilIexhaustthecontents,whichareatlastreducedtoakindoftinder。

  WhatfunIhadinthatdelightfulspinney!Ireturnedtoitmanyatimeaftermyfirstfind;andhere,inthecompanyofthecrows,I

  receivedmyfirstlessonsinmushroomlore。Myharvests,Ineedhardlysay,werenotadmittedtothehouse。Themushroom,orthebouturel,aswecalledit,hadabadreputationforpoisoningpeople。Thatwasenoughtomakemotherbanishitfromthefamilytable。Icouldscarcelyunderstandhowthebouturel,soattractiveinappearance,cametobesowicked;however,Iacceptedtheexperienceofmyelders;andnodisastereverensuedfrommyrashfriendshipwiththepoisoner。

  Asmyvisitstothebeechclumpwererepeated,Imanagedtodividemyfindsintothreecategories。Inthefirst,whichwasthemostnumerous,themushroomwasfurnishedunderneathwithlittleradiatingleaves。Inthesecond,thelowersurfacewaslinedwithathickpadprickedwithhardlyvisibleholes。Inthethird,itbristledwithtinyspotssimilartothepapillaeonacat’stongue。

  Theneedofsomeordertoassistthememorymademeinventaclassificationformyself。

  VerymuchlatertherefellintomyhandscertainsmallbooksfromwhichIlearntthatmythreecategorieswerewellknown;theyevenhadLatinnames,whichfactwasfarfromdispleasingtome。

  EnnobledbyLatinwhichprovidedmewithmyfirstexercisesandtranslations,glorifiedbytheancientlanguagewhichtherectorusedinsayinghismass,themushroomroseinmyesteem。Todeservesolearnedanappellation,itmustpossessagenuineimportance。

  Thesamebookstoldmethenameoftheonethathadamusedmesomuchwithitssmokingchimney。ItiscalledthepuffballinEnglish,butitsFrenchnameisthevesse—de—loup。Idislikedtheexpression,whichtomymindsmackedofbadcompany。Nexttoitwasamoredecentdenomination:Lycoperdon;butthiswasonlysoinappearance,forGreekrootssoonerorlatertaughtmethatLycoperdonmeansvesse—de—loupandnothingelse。Thehistoryofplantsaboundsintermswhichitisnotalwaysdesirabletotranslate。Bequeathedtousbyearlierageslessreticentthanours,botanyhasoftenretainedthebrutalfranknessofwordsthatsetproprietyatdefiance。

  Howfaroffarethoseblessedtimeswhenmychildishcuriositysoughtsolitaryexerciseinmakingitselfacquaintedwiththemushroom!’Eheu!Fugaceslabunturanni!’saidHorace。Ah,yes,theyearsglidefleetingby,especiallywhentheyarenearingtheirend!Theywerethemerrybrookthatdalliesamongthewillowsonimperceptibleslopes;today,theyarethetorrentswirlingathousandstrawsalong,asitrushestowardstheabyss。Fleetingthoughtheybe,letusmakethemostofthem。Atnightfall,thewoodcutterhastenstobindhislastfagots。Evenso,inmydecliningdays,I,ahumblewoodcutterintheforestofscience,makehastetoputmybundleofsticksinorder。’Whatwillremainofmyresearchesonthesubjectofinstinct?Notmuch,apparently;

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