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  Athalfpasttennomorearrive。Thesittingisover。Inall,twenty-fivemaleshavebeencaught,ofwhomonlyonewaswithoutantennæ。Therefore,ofthesixonwhomIoperatedyesterdayandwhowerehaleenoughtoleavemystudyandgobacktothefields,onealonehasreturnedtothebell-jar。

  Itisapoorresult,onwhichIdarenotrelywhenitcomestoassertingordenyingthattheantennæplayaguidingpart。Wemustbeginalloveragain,onalargerscale。

  NextmorningIpayavisittotheprisonersofthedaybefore。WhatIseeisnotencouraging。Manyarespreadoutonthefloor,almostlifeless。

  SeveralofthemgivehardlyasignoflifewhenItaketheminmyfingers。

  WhatcanIhopefromthesecripples?Still,letustry。Perhapstheywillrecovertheirvigourwhenthetimecomestodancethelovers’round。

  Thetwenty-fournewonesundergoamputationoftheantennæ。Theold,hornlessoneisleftoutofcount,asdyingorclosetoit。Lastly,theprison-doorisleftopenfortheremainderoftheday。Hewhowillmayleavetheroom,hewhocanshalljoinintheeveningfestival。Inordertoputsuchasgoouttothetestofsearchingforthebride,thecage,whichtheywouldbesuretonoticeonthethreshold,isoncemoreremoved。

  Ishiftittoaroomintheoppositewing,ontheground-floor。Theaccesstothisroomisofcourseleftfree。

  Ofthetwenty-fourdeprivedoftheirantennæ,onlysixteengooutside。Eightremain,powerlesstomove。Theywillsoondiewheretheyare。Outofthesixteenwhohaveleft,howmanyaretherethatreturntothecageintheevening?Notone!Isituptocapturejustseven,allnewcomers,allsportingfeathers。Thisresultwouldseemtoshowthattheamputationoftheantennæisaratherseriousmatter。Letusnotdrawconclusionsyet:adoubtremainsandanimportantone。

  \"AnicestateI’min!\"saidMouflard,theBull-pup,whenhispitilessbreederhaddockedhisears。\"HowdareIshowmyfacebeforetheotherDogs?\"

  CanitbethatmyMothsentertainMasterMouflard’sapprehensions?Oncedeprivedoftheirfineplumes,daretheynolongerappearamidsttheirrivalsanda-wooinggo?Isitbashfulnessontheirpartorlackofguidance?

  Ormightitnotratherbeexhaustionafterawaitthatexceedsthedurationofanephemeralflame?Experimentshalltellus。

  Onthefourthevening,ItakefourteenMoths,allnewones,andimprisonthem,astheyarrive,inaroomwhereIintendthemtopassthenight。

  Nextmorning,takingadvantageoftheirdaytimeimmobility,Iremovealittleofthefurfromthecentreoftheircorselet。Thesilkyfleececomesoffsoeasilythatthisslighttonsuredoesnotinconveniencetheinsectsatall;itdeprivesthemofnoorganwhichmaybenecessarytothemlater,whenthetimecomestofindthecage。Itmeansnothingtotheshornones;

  tomeitmeanstheunmistakablesignthatthecallershaverepeatedtheirvisit。

  Thistimetherearenoweaklingsincapableofflight。AtnightthefourteenshavenMothsescapeintotheopen。Ofcoursetheplaceofthecageisoncemorechanged。Intwohours,IcapturetwentyMoths,includingtwotonsuredones,nomore。Ofthosewholosttheirantennaetwodaysago,notoneputsinanappearance。Theirnuptialtimeisoverforgoodandall。

  Onlytworeturnoutofthefourteenmarkedwithabaldpatch。Whydothetwelveothershangback,althoughsuppliedwithwhatwehaveassumedtobetheirguides,theirantennaryplumes?Whyagainthatformidablelistofdefaulters,whichwefindnearlyalwaysafteranightofsequestration?

  IperceivebutonereplytheGreatPeacockisquicklywornoutbytheardoursofpairing-time。

  Withaviewtohiswedding,theoneandonlyobjectofhislife,theMothisgiftedwithawonderfulprerogative。Heisabletodiscovertheobjectofhisdesireinspiteofdistance,obstaclesanddarkness。Fortwoorthreeevenings,heisallowedafewhourswhereintoindulgehissearchandhisamorousexploits。Ifhecannotavailhimselfofthem,allisover:themostexactofcompassesfails,thebrightestoflampsexpires。Whatistheuseoflivingafterthat?Stoicallywewithdrawintoacornerandsleepourlastsleep,whichistheendofourillusionsandofourwoesalike。

  TheGreatPeacockbecomesaMothonlyinordertoperpetuatehisspecies。

  Heknowsnothingofeating。Whilesomanyothers,jollycompanionsoneandall,flitfromflowertoflower,unrollingthespiraloftheirproboscisanddippingitintothehoneyedcups,he,theincomparablefaster,whollyfreedfromthebondageofthebelly,hasnothoughtofrefreshment。Hismouth-partsaremererudiments,vainsimulacra,notrealorganscapableofperformingtheirfunctions。Notasupentershisstomach:agloriousprivilege,savethatitinvolvesabriefexistence。Thelampneedsitsdropofoil,ifitisnottobeextinguished。TheGreatPeacockrenouncesthatdrop,butatthesametimeherenounceslonglife。Twoorthreeevenings,justtimeenoughtoallowthecoupletomeet,andthatisall:thebigMothhaslived。

  Thenwhatisthemeaningofthestayingawayofthosewhohavelosttheirantennæ?

  Doesitshowthattheabsenceoftheseorganshasmadethemincapableoffindingthewirebellinwhichtheprisonerawaitsthem?Notatall。

  Liketheshornones,whoseoperationhasleftthemuninjured,theyproveonlythattheirtimeisup。Whethermaimedorintact,theyareunfitfordutybecauseoftheirage;andtheirnon-returnisvaluelessasevidence。

  Forlackofthetimenecessaryforexperimenting,thepartplayedbytheantennaeescapesus。Doubtfulitwasanddoubtfulitremains。

  Mycagedprisonerlivesforeightdays。Everyeveningshedrawsformybenefitaswarmofvisitors,invaryingnumbers,nowtoonepartofthehouse,nowtoanother,asIplease。Icatchthem,astheycome,withthenetandtransferthem,themomenttheyarecaptured,toaclosedroom,inwhichtheyspendthenight。Nextmorning,Imarkthemwithatonsureonthethorax。

  Theaggregateofthevisitorsduringthoseeighteveningsamountstoahundredandfifty,anastoundingnumberwhenIconsiderhowhardIhadtoseekduringthefollowingtwoyearstocollectthematerialsnecessaryforcontinuingtheseobservations。Thoughnotimpossibletofindinmynearneighbourhood,thecocoonsoftheGreatPeacockareatleastveryrare,foroldalmond-trees,onwhichthecaterpillarslive,arescarceintheseparts。FortwowintersIvisitedeveryoneofthosedecayedtreesatthelowerpartofthetrunk,underthetangleofhardgrassesinwhichtheyareclad,andtimeaftertimeIreturnedempty-handed。

  ThereforemyhundredandfiftyMothscamefromafar,fromveryfar,withinaradiusofperhapsamileandahalformore。Howdidtheyknowofwhatwashappeninginmystudy?

  Theperceptivefacultiescanreceiveinformationfromadistancebymeansofthreeagents:light,soundandsmell。Isitpermissibletospeakofvisioninthisinstance?Iwillreadilyadmitthatsightguidesthevisitorsoncetheyhavepassedthroughtheopenwindow。Butbeforethat,inthemysteryoutofdoors!ItwouldnotbeenoughtograntthemthefabulouseyeoftheLynx,whichwassupposedtoseethroughwalls;weshouldhavetoadmitakeennessofsightwhichcouldbeexercisedmilesaway。Itisuselesstodiscussanythingsooutrageous;letuspasson。

  Soundislikewiseoutofthequestion。ThegreatfatMoth,capableofsendingasummonstosuchadistance,ismuteeventothemostacutehearing。

  Itisjustpossiblethatshepossessesdelicatevibrations,passionatequivers,whichmightperhapsbeperceptiblewiththeaidofanextremelysensitivemicrophone;butrememberthatthevisitorshavetobeinformedatconsiderabledistances,thousandsofyardsaway。Undertheseconditions,wecannotwastetimethinkingofacoustics。Thatwouldbetosetsilencethetaskofwakingthesurroundingair。

  Thereremainsthesenseofsmell。Inthedomainofoursenses,scent,betterthananythingelse,wouldmoreorlessexplaintheonrushoftheMoths,eventhoughtheydonotfindthebaitthatalluresthemuntilafteracertainamountofhesitation。Arethere,inpointoffact,effluviasimilartowhatwecallodour,effluviaofextremesubtlety,absolutelyimperceptibletoourselvesandyetcapableofimpressingasenseofsmellbetter-endowedthanours?Thereisaverysimpleexperimenttobemade。Itisaquestionofmaskingthoseeffluvia,ofstiflingthemunderapowerfulandpersistentodour,whichmasterstheolfactorysenseentirely。

  Thetoo-strongscentwillneutralizetheveryfaintone。

  Ibeginbysprinklingnaphthalineintheroomwherethemaleswillbereceivedthisevening。Also,inthebell-jar,besidethefemale,Ilayabigcapsulefullofthesamestuff。Whenthevisiting-hourcomes,Ihaveonlytostandinthedoorwayoftheroomtogetadistinctsmellofgas-works。

  Myartificefails。TheMothsarriveasusual,theyentertheroom,passthroughitstarryatmosphereandmakeforthecagewithasmuchcertaintyofdirectionasthoughinunscentedsurroundings。

  Myconfidenceintheolfactoryexplanationisshaken。Besides,Iamnowunabletogoon。Wornoutbyhersterilewait,myprisonerdiesontheninthday,afterlayingherunfertilizedeggsonthewireworkofthecage。Intheabsenceofasubjectofexperiment,thereisnomoretobedoneuntilnextyear。

  ThistimeIshalltakemyprecautions,IshalllayinastocksoastobeabletorepeatasoftenasIwishtheexperimentswhichIhavealreadytriedandthosewhichIamcontemplating。Towork,then;andthatwithoutdelay。

  Inthesummer,Iproclaimmyselfabuyerofcaterpillarsatasouapiece。

  Theofferappealstosomeurchinsintheneighbourhood,myusualpurveyors。

  OnThursdays,emancipatedfromthehorrorsofparsing,[note1]theyscourthefields,findthefatcaterpillarfromtimetotimeandbringhimtomeclingingtotheendofastick。Theydarenottouchhim,poormites;theyarestaggeredatmyaudacitywhenItakehiminmyfingersastheymighttakethefamiliarSilk-worm。

  Rearedonalmond-treebranches,mymenagerieinafewdayssuppliesmewithmagnificentcocoons。Inthewinter,assiduoussearchesatthefootofthefosteringtreecompletemycollection。Friendsinterestedinmyenquiriescometomyassistance。Inshort,bydintoftrouble,muchrunningabout,commercialbargainsandnotafewscratchesfrombrambles,Iamthepossessorofanassortmentofcocoons,ofwhichtwelve,bulkierandheavierthantheothers,tellmethattheybelongtofemales。

  Adisappointmentawaitsme,forMayarrives,aficklemonthwhichbringstonaughtmypreparations,thecauseofsomuchanxiety。

  Wehavewinterbackagain。Themistralhowls,tearsthebuddingleavesfromtheplane-treesandstrewsthegroundwiththem。ItisascoldasinDecember。Wehavetolightthefiresagainatnightandresumethethickclotheswhichwewerebeginningtoleaveoff。

  MyMothsaresorelytried。Theyhatchlateandaretorpid。Aroundmywirecages,inwhichthefemaleswait,oneto-day,anotherto-morrow,accordingtotheorderoftheirbirth,fewmalesornonecomefromtheoutside。Andyettherearesomecloseathand,fortheplumedgallantsresultingfrommyharvestwereplacedoutinthegardenassoonastheywerehatchedandrecognized。Whethernearneighboursorstrangersfromafar,veryfewarrive;

  andtheseareonlyhalfhearted。Theyenterforamoment,thendisappearanddonotreturn。Thelovershavegrowncold。

  Itisalsopossiblethatthelowtemperatureisunfavourabletothetell-taleeffluvia,whichmightwellbeenhancedbythewarmthanddecreasedbythecold,ashappenswithscents。Myyearislost。Oh,whatlaboriousworkisthisexperimentingatthemercyofthesuddenchangesanddeceptionsofashortseason!

  Ibeginalloveragain,forthethirdtime。Irearcaterpillars,Iscourthecountryinsearchofcocoons。WhenMayreturns,Iamsuitablyprovided。

  Theweatherisfineandrespondstomyhopes。Ioncemoreseetheincursionswhichhadstruckmesopowerfullyatthebeginning,atthetimeofthehistoricinvasionwhichfirstledtomyresearches。

  Nightlythevisitorsturnup,insquadsoftwelve,twentyormore。Thefemale,alusty,big-belliedmatron,clingingfirmlytothetrellis-workofthecage。Shemakesnomovement,givesnotsomuchasaflutterofthewings,seemsindifferenttowhatisgoingon。Noristhereanyodour,sofarasthemostsensitivenostrilsinthehouseholdcanjudge,noranyrustleperceptibletothemostdelicatehearingamongmyfamily,allofwhomarecalledintobearevidence。Inmotionlesscontemplationshewaits。

  Theothers,intwosorthreesormore,flopdownuponthedomeofthecage,runaboutitbrisklyineverydirection,lashitwiththetipsoftheirwingsincontinualmovement。Therearenoaffraysbetweenrivals。

  Withnotasignofjealousyinregardtotheothersuitors,eachdoeshisutmosttoentertheenclosure。Tiringoftheirvainattempts,theyflyawayandjointhewhirlingthrongofdancers。Some,givingupallhope,escapethroughtheopenwindow;fresharrivalstaketheirplaces;and,onthetopofthecage,untilteno’clockintheevening,attemptstoapproachareincessantlyrenewed,soontobeabandonedandassoonresumed。

  Everyeveningthecageismovedtoadifferentplace。Iputitonthenorthsideandthesouth,ontheground-floorandthefirstfloor,intherightwingandfiftyyardsawayintheleft,intheopenairorhiddeninadistantroom。Allthesesuddendisplacements,contrivedifpossibletoputtheseekersoffthescent,donottroubletheMothsintheleast。

  Iwastemytimeandingenuityintryingtodeceivethem。

  Recollectionofplacesplaysnoparthere。Yesterday,forinstance,thefemalewasinstalledinacertainroom。Thefeatheredmalescameflutteringthitherforacoupleofhours;severalevenspentthenightthere。Nextday,atsunset,whenImovethecage,allareoutofdoors。Ephemeralthoughtheybe,thenewestcomersarereadytorepeattheirnocturnalexpeditionsasecondtimeandathird。Wherewilltheygofirst,theseveteransofaday?

  Theyknowallaboutthemeeting-placeofyesterday。Oneisinclinedtothinkthattheywillgobacktoit,guidedbymemory,andthat,findingnothingleft,theywillproceedelsewhithertocontinuetheirinvestigations。

  Butno:contrarytomyexpectations,theydonothingofthesort。Notonereappearsintheplacewhichwassothicklycrowdedlastnight;notonepaysevenashortvisit。Theroomisrecognizedasdeserted,withoutthepreliminaryenquirywhichrecollectionwouldseemtodemand。Amorepositiveguidethanmemorysummonsthemelsewhere。

  Untilnowthefemalehasbeenleftexposed,underthemeshesofawiregauze。Thevisitors,whoseeyesareusedtopiercingtheblackestgloom,canseeherbythevaguelightofwhattousisdarkness。WhatwillhappenifIimprisonherunderanopaquecover?Accordingtoitsnature,willnotthiscovereithersetfreeorarrestthetell-taleeffluvia?

  Physicalscienceisto-daypreparingtogiveuswirelesstelegraphy,bymeansoftheHertzianwaves。CantheGreatPeacockhaveanticipatedoureffortsinthisdirection?Inordertosetthesurroundingairinmotionandtoinformpretendersmilesaway,canthenewly-hatchedbridehaveatherdisposalelectricormagneticwaves,whichonesortofscreenwouldarrestandanotherletthrough?Inaword,doesshe,inherownmanner,employakindofwirelesstelegraphy?Iseenothingimpossibleinthis:insectsareaccustomedtoinventthingsquiteaswonderful。

  Ithereforelodgethefemaleinboxesofvariouscharacters。Somearemadeoftin,someofcardboard,someofwood。Allarehermeticallyclosed,areevensealedwithstoutputty。Ialsouseaglassbell-jarstandingontheinsulatingsupportofapaneofglass。

  Well,undertheseconditionsofstrictclosing,neveramalearrives,notone,howeverfavourablethemildnessandquietoftheevening。Nomatteritsnature,whetherofmetalorglass,ofwoodorcardboard,theclosedreceptacleformsaninsuperableobstacletotheeffluviathatbetraythecaptive’swhereabouts。

  Alayerofcottontwofingersthickgivesthesameresult。Iplacethefemaleinalargejar,tyingasheetofwaddingoverthemouthbywayofalid。Thisisenoughtokeeptheneighbourhoodinignoranceofthesecretsofmylaboratory。Nomaleputsinanappearance。

  Ontheotherhand,makeuseofill-closed,crackedboxes,orevenhidetheminadrawer,inacupboard;and,notwithstandingthisaddedmystery,theMothswillarriveinnumbersasgreataswhentheycomethrongingtothetrellisedcagestandinginfullviewonatable。Ihaveretainedavividrecollectionofaneveningwhenthereclusewaswaitinginahat-boxatthebottomofaclosedwall-cupboard。TheMothsarrived,wenttothedoor,struckitwiththeirwings,knockedatittoexpresstheirwishtoenter。Passingwayfarers,comingnooneknowswhenceacrossthefields,theywellknewwhatwasinsidethere,behindthoseboards。

  Wemustthereforerejecttheideaofanymeansofinformationsimilartothatofwire-lesstelegraphy,forthefirstscreensetup,whetheragoodconductororabad,stopsthefemale’ssignalscompletely。Togivetheseafreepassageandcarrythemtoadistance,oneconditionisindispensable:

  thereceptacleinwhichthefemaleiscontainedmustbeimperfectlyclosed,soastoestablishacommunicationbetweentheinnerandtheouterair。Thisbringsusbacktotheprobabilityofanodour,thoughthatwascontradictedbymyexperimentwithnaphthaline。

  Mystockofcocoonsisexhaustedandtheproblemisstillobscure。ShallItryagainanotheryear,thefourth?Iabandonthethoughtforthefollowingreasons:MothsthatmateatnightaredifficulttoobserveifIwanttowatchtheirintimateactions。Thegallantcertainlyneedsnoilluminanttoattainhisends;butmyfeeblehumanpowersofvisioncannotdispensewithoneatnight。Imusthaveatleastacandle,whichisoftenextinguishedbythewhirlingswarm。Alanternsavesusfromthesesuddeneclipses;butitsdimlight,streakedwithbroadshadows,doesnotsuitaconscientiousobserverlikemyself,whowantstoseeandtoseeclearly。

  Noristhisall。ThelightofalampdivertstheMothsfromtheirobject,distractsthemfromtheirbusinessand,ifpersistent,gravelycompromisesthesuccessoftheevening。Thevisitorsnosoonerentertheroomthantheymakeawildrushfortheflame,singetheirfluffinitandthenceforth,frightenedbythescorchingreceived,ceasetobetrustworthywitnesses。Whentheyarenotburnt,whentheyarekeptatadistancebyaglasschimney,theyperchascloseastheycantothelightandtherestay,hypnotized。

  Oneevening,thefemalewasinthedining-room,onatablefacingtheopenwindow。Alightedparaffin-lamp,withalargewhite-enamelshade,washangingfromtheceiling。Twoofthearrivalsalightedonthedomeofthecageandfussedaroundtheprisoner;sevenothers,aftergreetingherastheypassed,madeforthelamp,circledaboutitalittleandthen,fascinatedbytheradiantgloryoftheopalcone,perchedonit,motionless,undertheshade。Alreadythechildren’shandswereraisedtoseizethem。

  \"Don’t,\"Isaid。\"Leavethemalone。Letusbehospitableandnotdisturbthesepilgrimstothetabernacleoflight。\"

  Allthatevening,notoneofthesevenbudged。Nextmorning,theywerestillthere。Theintoxicationoflighthadmadethemforgettheintoxicationoflove。

  Withcreaturessomadlyenamouredoftheradiantflame,preciseandprolongedexperimentbecomesunfeasiblethemomenttheobserverrequiresanartificialilluminant。IgiveuptheGreatPeacockandhisnocturnalnuptials。IwantaMothwithdifferenthabits,equallyskilledinkeepingconjugalappointments,butperformingintheday-time。

  Beforecontinuingwithasubjectthatfulfilstheseconditions,letusdropchronologicalorderforamomentandsayafewwordsaboutalate-comerwhoarrivedafterIhadcompletedmyenquiries,ImeantheLesserPeacockAttacuspavoniaminor,LIN。。Somebodybroughtme,Idon’tknowwherefrom,amagnificentcocoonlooselywrappedinanamplewhite-silkenvelope。Outofthiscovering,withitsthick,irregularfolds,itwaseasytoextractacasesimilarinshapetotheGreatPeacock’s,butagooddealsmaller。Thefore-end,workedintothefashionofaneel-trapbymeansoffreeandconvergingfibres,whichpreventaccesstothedwellingwhilepermittingegresswithoutabreachofthewalls,indicatedakinswomanofthebignocturnalMoth;thesilkborethespinner’smark。

  And,inpointoffact,towardstheendofMarch,onthemorningofPalmSunday,thecocoonwiththeeel-trapformationprovidesmewithafemaleoftheLesserPeacock,whomIatoncesecludeunderawire-gauzebellinmystudy。Iopenthewindowtoallowtheeventtobemadeknownalloverthedistrict;Iwantthevisitors,ifanycome,tofindfreeentrance。Thecaptivegripsthewiresanddoesnotmoveforaweek。

  Agorgeouscreatureismyprisoner,inherbrownvelvetstreakedwithwavylines。Shehaswhitefuraroundherneck;aspeckofcarmineatthetipoftheupperwings;andfourlarge,eye-shapedspots,inwhichblack,white,redandyellow-ochrearegroupedinconcentriccrescents。ThedressisverylikethatoftheGreatPeacock,butlessdarkincolouring。IhaveseenthisMoth,soremarkableforsizeandcostume,threeorfourtimesinmylife。ItwasonlytheotherdaythatIfirstsawthecocoon。ThemaleIhaveneverseen。Ionlyknowthat,accordingtothebooks,heishalfthesizeofthefemaleandofabrighterandmorefloridcolour,withorange-yellowonthelowerwings。

  Willhecome,theunknownspark,theplume-weareronwhomIhaveneverseteyes,soraredoesheappeartobeinmypartofthecountry?Inhisdistanthedgeswillhereceivenewsofthebridethatawaitshimonmystudytable?Iventuretofeelsureofit;andI

  amright。Herehecomes,evensoonerthanIexpected。

  Onthestrokeofnoon,asweweresittingdowntotable,littlePaulwhoislateowingtohiseagerinterestinwhatislikelytohappen,suddenlyrunsuptous,hischeeksaglow。InhisfingersfluttersaprettyMoth,aMothcaughtthatmomenthoveringinfrontofmystudy。Paulshowsmehisprize;hiseyesaskanunspokenquestion。

  \"Hullo!\"Isay。\"Thisistheverypilgrimwewereexpecting。Let’sfoldupournapkinsandgoandseewhat’shappening。Wecandinelater。\"

  Dinnerisforgotteninthepresenceofthewondersthataretakingplace。

  Withinconceivablepunctuality,theplume-wearershastentoanswerthecaptive’smagiccall。Theyarriveonebyone,withatortuousflight。Allofthemcomefromthenorth。Thisdetailhasitssignificance。Asamatteroffact,duringthepastweekwehaveexperiencedafiercereturnofwinter。

  Thenorthwindhasbeenblowingagale,killingtheimprudentalmond-blossoms。

  Itwasoneofthoseferociouusstormswhich,asarule,usherinthespringinourpartoftheworld。Todaythetemperaturehassuddenlygrownmilder,butthewindisstillblowingfromthenorth。

  NowatthisfirstvisitalltheMothshurryingtotheprisonerentertheenclosurefromthenorth;theyfollowthemovementoftheair;notonebeatsagainstit。Iftheircompasswereasenseofsmellsimilartoourown,iftheywereguidedbyodoriferousparticlesdissolvedintheair,theyoughttoarrivefromtheoppositedirection。Iftheycamefromthesouth,wemightbelievethemtobeinformedbyeffluviacarriedbythewind;comingastheydofromthenorth,throughthemistral,thatmightysweeperoftheatmosphere,howcanwesupposethemtohaveperceived,atagreatdistance,whatwecallasmell?Thisrefluxofscentedatomsinadirectioncontrarytotheaerialcurrentseemstomeinadmissible。

  Foracoupleofhours,inradiantsunshine,thevisitorscomeandgooutsidethefrontofthestudy。Mostofthemsearchforalongwhile,exploringthewall,flittingalongtheground。Toseetheirhesitation,onewouldthinkthattheywereatalosstodiscovertheexactplaceofthebaitthatattractsthem。Thoughtheyhavecomefromveryfarwithoutmistake,theyseemuncertainoftheirbearingsoncetheyareonthespot。Nevertheless,soonerorlatertheyentertheroomandpaytheirrespectstothecaptive,withoutmuchimportunity。Attwoo’clockallisover。TenMothshavebeenhere。

  Allthroughtheweek,eachtimeatnoonday,whenthelightisatitsbrightest,Mothsarrive,butindecreasingnumbers。Thetotalisnearlyforty。IseenoreasontorepeatexperimentswhichcouldaddnothingtowhatIalreadyknow;andIconfinemyselftostatingtwofacts。Inthefirstplace,theLesserPeacockisadayinsect,thatistosay,hecelebrateshisweddinginthebrilliantlightofthemiddleoftheday。Heneedsradiantsunshine。TheGreatPeacock,onthecontrary,whomhesocloselyresemblesinhisadultformandintheworkwhichhedoesasacaterpillar,requirestheduskoftheearlyhoursofthenight。Lethimwhocanexplainthisstrangecontrastofhabits。

  Inthesecondplace,apowerfulair-current,sweepingtheotherwayanyparticlescapableofinstructingthesenseofsmell,doesnotpreventtheMoths’arrivingfromadirectionoppositetothatoftheodoriferousflux,asourphysicsimagineit。

  IfIamtogoonwithmyobservations,IwantadayMoth;nottheLesserPeacock,whomadehisappearancetoolate,atatimewhenIhadnothingtoaskhim,butanother,nomatterwhom,providedthathebequickatdiscoveringnuptialfeasts。ShallIfindthisMoth?

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  [note1]:ThursdayistheweeklyholidayinFrenchschools——Translator’sNote。11,TheLifeoftheCaterpillar,byJ。HenriFabre,1916TheLifeoftheCaterpillar,byJ。HenriFabre,1916XII:THEBANDEDMONK

  YES,Ishallfindhim;indeedIhavehimIalready。Alittlechapofseven,withawideawakefacethatdoesn’tgetwashedeveryday,barefeetandapairoftatteredbreechesheldupbyabitofstring,aboywhocomesregularlytosupplythehousewithturnipsandtomatoes,arrivesonemorningcarryinghisbasketofvegetables。Afterthefewsousduetohismotherforthegreenshavebeencountedonebyoneintohishand,heproducesfromhispocketsomethingwhichhefoundthedaybefore,besideahedge,whilepickinggrassfortheRabbits:

  \"Andwhataboutthis?\"heasks,holdingthethingouttome。\"Whataboutthis?Willyouhaveit?\"

  \"Yes,certainlyI’llhaveit。Tryandfindmesomemore,asmanyasyoucan,andI’llpromiseyouplentyofridesontheroundaboutonSunday。

  Meanwhile,mylad,here’sapennyforyou。Don’tmakeamistakewhenyougiveinyouraccounts;putitsomewherewhereyouwon’tmixitupwiththeturnip-money。\"

  Dazzledwithdelightatthesightofsomuchwealth,mylittleragamuffinpromisestosearchwithawill,alreadyseeingvisionsofafortunetobehis。

  Whenhehasgone,Iexaminethething。Itisworthwhile。Itisahandsomecocoon,blunt-shaped,notatallunliketheproductofourSilk-wormnurseries,ofafirmconsistencyandatawnycolour。ThecursoryinformationwhichIhavepickedupfrombooksofreferencemakesmealmostcertainthatitistheBombyxoftheOak,theOakEggar。Ifthisisso,whatluck!IshallbeabletocontinuemyobservationsandperhapscompletewhattheGreatPeacockbegantoshowme。

  TheOakEggaris,infact,aclassic;thereisnotanentomologicaltreatisebutspeaksofhisexploitsinthewedding-season。Theytellushowamotherhatchesincaptivity,insidearoomandevenhiddeninabox。

  Sheisfarawayfromthecountry,amidthetumultofabigtown。Theeventisneverthelessdivulgedtothosewhomitconcernsinthewoodsandthemeadows。Guidedbysomeinconceivablecompass,themalesarrive,hasteningfromthedistantfields;theygotothebox,tapatit,flyroundandroundit。

  Ihadreadofthesemarvels;butseeing,seeingwithone’sowneyes,andatthesametimeexperimentingalittleisquiteanothermatter。Whatdoesmypennypurchaseholdinstoreforme?WillthefamousBombyxemergefromit?

  Letuscallherbyherothername:theBandedMonk。ThisunusualnameofMonkissuggestedbythemale’sdress:amonk’sfrockofamodestrustybrown。Butinthiscasethestuffisadeliciousvelvet,withapaletransversalbandandalittlewhite,eye-shapeddotonthefrontwings。

  TheBandedMonkisnot,inmyregion,acommonMothwhomwearelikelytocatchifthefancytakesustogooutwithanetattheproperseason。

  Ihaveneverseenitaboutthevillage,especiallynotinmylonelyenclosure,duringallthetwentyyearsthatIhavespenthere。Iamnotaferventhunter,Iadmit;thecollector’sdeadinsectinterestsmeverylittle;

  Iwantitalive,inthefullexerciseofitsfaculties。ButImakeupfortheabsenceofthecollector’szealbyanattentiveeyeforallthatenlivensthefields。AMothsoremarkableinsizeandcostumewouldcertainlynothaveescapedmehadImethim。

  ThelittleseekerwhomIhadcaughtsonicelywithapromiseoftheroundaboutnevermadeasecondfind。ForthreeyearsIrequisitionedfriendsandneighbours,especiallytheyoungsters,thosesharp-eyedscrapersofthebrushwood;Imyselfscrapedagreatdealundermassesofdeadleaves,inspectedstone-heaps,examinedhollowtree-trunks。Mytroublewasinvain:

  thepreciouscocoonwasnowheretobefound。SufficeittosaythattheBandedMonkisveryscarceinmyneighbourhood。Theimportanceofthisdetailwillbeseenwhenthetimecomes。

  AsIsuspected,mysolitarycocoondidbelongtothefamousMoth。Onthe20thofAugustthereemergesafemale,corpulentandbig-bellied,attiredlikethemale,butinalighterfrock,moreinthenankeenstyle。Iestablishherinawire-gauzebell-jarinthemiddleofmystudy,onthebiglaboratory-table,litteredwithbooks,pots,trays,boxes,test-tubesandotherenginesofscience。Ihavedescribedthesettingbefore:itisthesameasinthecaseoftheGreatPeacock。Theroomislightedbytwowindowslookingoutonthegarden。Oneisclosed,theotheriskeptopendayandnight。TheMothisplacedbetweenthetwo,intheshadow,somefourorfiveyardsaway。

  Therestofthedayandthefollowingdaypasswithoutanythingworthmentioning。Hangingbyherclawstothefrontofthetrellis-work,onthesidenearestthelight,theprisonerismotionless,inert。Thereisnowavingofthewings,noquiveringoftheantennæ。EvensodidthefemaleGreatPeacockbehave。

  ThemotherBombyxmatures;hertenderfleshhardens。Bysomeprocessofwhichoursciencehasnottheremotestidea,sheelaboratesanirresistiblebaitwhichwillbringcallersflockingtoherfromthefourcornersoftheheavens。Whattakesplaceinthatfatbody,whattransformationsareperformedthatshallpresentlyrevolutionizeeverythingaround?Weretheyknowntous,theMoth’snostrumswouldaddacubittoourstature。

  Onthethirddaythebrideisready。Thefestivitiesburstintofullswing。Iwasinthegarden,alreadydespairingofsuccess,solongwerethingsdelayed,when,ataboutthreeo’clockintheafternoon,inveryhotweatherandbrilliantsunshine,IsawahostofMothsgyratingintheembrasureoftheopenwindow。

  Itistheloverscomingtocallupontheirsweetheart。Somearejustleavingtheroom,othersgoingin,othersagainarepercheduponthewall,restingasthoughjadedafteralongjourney。Iseesomeapproachinginthedistance,overthewalls,overthecurtainofcypress-trees。Theyarehurryingupfromalldirections,butbecomingmoreandmoreare。Imissedthebeginningofthereception;andtheguestsarenearlyallhere。

  Letusgoupstairs。Thistime,inbroaddaylight,withoutlosingasingledetail,IoncemorewitnessthebewilderingspectacleintowhichthegreatnightMothinitiatedme。Mystudyisfilledwithaswarmofmales,whomIestimateataglancetonumberaboutsixty,asfarasitispossibletomakeacountinthisseethingmass。Aftercirclingafewtimesroundthecage,severalgototheopenwindow,butreturnagainforthwithandresumetheirevolutions。Themosteagerperchonthecage,hustleandtrampleononeanother,fightingforthegoodplaces。Insidethebarrier,thecaptivewaitsimpassively,withhergreatpaunchhangingagainstthewires。Shegivesnotasignofemotioninthepresenceoftheturbulentthrong。

  Goinginorgoingout,fussingroundthecageorflittingthroughtheroom,formorethanthreehourstheykeepuptheirfrenziedsaraband。Butthesunissinking,thetemperaturebecomesalittlecooler。ChilledlikewiseistheardouroftheMoths。Manygooutanddonotcomeinagain。Otherstakeuptheirpositionsinreadinessforthemorrow;theysettleonthetransomsoftheclosedwindow,astheGreatPeacocksdid。Thecelebrationisoverforto-day。Itwillcertainlyberenewedto-morrow,foritisstillwithoutresult,becauseofthewires。

  Butalas,tomygreatdismay,itisnotrenewed;andthisthroughmyownfault!Lateintheday,someonebringsmeaPrayingMantis,worthyofattentionbecauseofherexceptionallysmallsize。Preoccupiedwiththeeventsoftheafternoon,withoutthinkingwhatIamdoing,IhastilyplacethecarnivorousinsectinthecagethatholdsmyBombyx。NotforamomentdoIdreamthatthiscohabitationcanturnoutill。TheMantisissuchalittle,slenderthing;theotherissoobese!

  AndthusIentertainednoapprehensions。

  Ah,littledidIknowthebloodthirstyfuryofwhichthegrapnelledinsectiscapable!Nextmorning,tomybitterastonishment,IfindthetinyMantisdevouringthehugeMoth。Theheadandthefrontpartofthebreasthavealreadydisappeared。Horriblecreature!WhatadisappointmentIowetoyou!Farewelltomyresearches,whichIhadcherishedinmyimaginationallnightlong;notforthreeyearsshallIbeabletoresumethem,forlackofasubject。

  Badluckmustnot,however,makeusforgetthelittlethatwehavelearnt。

  Atonesitting,somesixtymalescame。ConsideringtherarityoftheMonkandrememberingtheyearsoffruitlesssearchesconductedbymyassistantsandmyself,westandastoundedatthisnumber。Withafemaleforabait,theundiscoverablehassuddenlybecomeamultitude。

  Nowwheredidtheycomefrom?Fromeveryquarterandfromveryfar,beyondadoubt。Duringmyyearsofexplorationofmyneighbourhood,Ihavegottoknoweverybushinitandeveryheapofstones;

  andIaninapositiontodeclarethattherearenoOakEggarsthere。Tomaketheswarmthatfilledmystudy,thewholeofthesurroundingdistrictmusthavecontributed,fromthissideandfromthat,withinaradiuswhichIdarenotdetermine。

  Threeyearspass;andfortunepersistentlyentreatedatlastgrantsmetwoMonk-cocoons。TowardsthemiddleofAugust,bothofthem,withinafewdaysofeachother,givemeafemale。Thisisapieceofluckwhichwillallowmetovaryandrenewmytests。

  IquicklyrepeattheexperimentswhichhavealreadyprocuredmeamostpositivereplyfromtheGreatPeacock。Thepilgrimofthedayisnolesscleverthanthepilgrimofthenight。Hebafflesallmytricks。Hehastensinfalliblytotheprisoner,inherwire-gauzecage,inwhateverpartofthehousetheapparatusbeinstalled;heisabletodiscoverherhiddeninacupboard;heguesseshersecretpresenceinaboxofanykind,providedthatitbenottightlyclosed。Heceasestocome,forlackofinformation,whenthecasketishermeticallysealed。ThusfarweseemerelyarepetitionofthefeatsoftheGreatPeacock。

  Awell-closedbox,theaircontainedinwhichdoesnotcommunicatewiththeouteratmosphere,leavestheMonkincompleteignoranceoftheprisoner’swhereabouts。Notonearrives,evenwhentheboxisexposedforeveryeyetoseeinthewindow。Thisbringsback,moreurgentlythanever,theideaofodoriferouseffluvia,intransmissiblethroughawallofmetal,cardboard,woodorglass,nomatterwhich。

  Whenputtothetest,thegreatnightMothwasnotbaffledbythenaphthaline,whosepowerfulsmellought,tomythinking,tomaskultrasubtleemanations,imperceptibletoanyhumannostrils。IrepeattheexperimentwiththeMonk。

  ThistimeIlavishalltheresourcesinthewayofscentsandstenchesthatmystoreofdrugspermits。

  Iplacethesaucers,partlyinsidethewire-gauzecage,thefemale’sprison,andpartlyallroundit,inacontinuouscircle。Somecontainnaphthaline,othersoiloflavender,othersparaffin,others,lastly,alkalinesulphurssmellingofrotteneggs。Shortofasphyxiatingtheprisoner,Icandonomore。

  Thesearrangementsaremadeinthemorning,sothattheroommaybethoroughlysaturatedwhenthetrysting-hourarrives。

  Intheafternoon,thestudyhasbecomeanodiouslaboratoryinwhichthepenetratingaromaoflavender-oilandthefoulstenchofsulphurettedhydrogenpredominate。RememberthatIsmokeinthisroomandplentifullyatthat。Willtheconcentratedodoursofagas-works,asmoker’sdivan,ascent-shop,anoil-wellandachemicalfactorysucceedinputtingofttheMonk?

  Notatall。Alittlebeforethree,theMothsarrive,asnumerousasever。Theygotothecage,whichIhavetakenpainstocoverwithathickkitchen-cloth,soastoincreasethedifficulty。Thoughtheyseenothingaftertheyhaveentered,thoughtheyaresteepedinaforeignatmosphereinwhichanysubtlefragranceshouldhavebeenannihilated,theyflytowardstheprisonerandtrytogetatherbyslippingunderthefoldsofthecloth。

  Myartificesarefruitless。

  Afterthisreverse,sodefiniteinitsresults,whichrepeatswhatmynaphthalineexperimentwiththeGreatPeacocktaughtme,Iought,logicallyspeaking,togiveupthetheorythatodorouseffluviaserveasaguidetotheMothsinvitedtothenuptialfeast。ThatIdidnotdosowasduetoacasualobservation。Theunexpected,thefortuitous,oftenprovidesuswithoneofthosesurpriseswhichshowustheroadtothetruth,hithertosoughtinvain。

  Oneafternoon,tryingtodiscoverwhethersightplaysanypartinthesearch,oncethattheMothshaveenteredtheroom,Iplacethefemaleinaglassbell-jarandgiveheralittleoak-branch,withwitheredleaves,asaperch。Theapparatusisputonatable,oppositetheopenwindow。

  Onentering,theMothscannotfailtoseetheprisoner,standingasshedoeswheretheyareboundtopass。Thepanwithitslayerofsand,inwhichthefemalespentthepreviousnightandthemorningunderawire-gauzecover,isinmyway。Iputit,withoutpremeditation,onthefloorattheotherendoftheroom,inacornerwhichisonlydimlylighted。Itissevenyardsfromthewindow。

  Theresultofthesepreparationsupsetsallmyideas。OftheMothsarriving,nonestopsattheglassbell,wherethefemaleisplainlyvisible,inthefulllight。Theypassbywithutterindifference。

  Notaglanceinherdirection,notanenquiry。Theyallflyrighttothefarendoftheroom,totheduskycornerwhereIplacedthetrayandthecage。Theyalightonthetrellisedtopandexploreitatlength,flappingtheirwingsandhustlingoneanotheralittle。Alltheafternoon,untilsunset,theydancearoundthedeserteddomethesamesarabandtowhichtheactualpresenceofthefemalewouldgiverise。Atlasttheyflyaway,butnotallofthem。Therearepersistentoneswhorefusetogo,rootedtothespotbysomemagicattraction。

  Astrangeresultindeed:myMothshastentowherethereisnothing,taketheirstandthereandwillnothedissuadedbytherepeatedwarningsoftheireyes;theypasswithoutstoppingforamomentatthebell-glassinwhichthefemalecannotfailtobeperceivedbyoneorotherofthosecomingandgoing。Befooledbyalure,theypaynoattentiontotherealthing。

  Whatisitthatdeceivesthem?Thewholeofthenightbeforeandallthismorning,thefemalehassojournedunderthewire-gauzecover,eitherhangingtothetrelliswork,orrestingonthesandinthepan。Whatevershetouched,aboveallwithherfatbellyapparently,hasbecomeimpregnated,astheresultoflongcontact,withcertainemanations。Thereyouhaveherbait,herlove-philtre;thereyouhavewhatrevolutionizestheworldofMonks。Thesandretainsitforatimeandspreadsitseffluviaaround。

  ItissmellthereforethatguidestheMoths,thatgivestheminformationatadistance。Dominatedbythesenseofsmell,theytakenonoticeofwhattheireyestellthem;theypassbytheglassprisoninwhichtheirlady-loveisnowinterned;theygotothewires,tothesand,onwhichthemagiccruetshaveshedtheircontents;theyracetothewildernesswherenaughtremainsofthewitchbutthescentedevidenceofhersojourn。

  Theirresistiblephiltretakesacertaintimetoelaborate。Ipictureitasanexhalationwhichisgraduallygivenoffandsaturateseverythingthattouchesthefat,motionlesscreature。Whentheglassbellstandsdirectlyonthetableor,betterstill,onasquareofglass,thecommunicationbetweentheinteriorandtheouterairisinsufficient;andthemales,perceivingnothingbythesenseofsmell,keepaway,howeverlongtheexperimentbecontinued。Attheactualmoment,Icannotsubstantiatethisnon-transmissionthroughascreen,for,evenifIestablishamplecommunication,ifIseparatethebellfromitssupportbymeansofthreewedges,theMothsdonotcomeatfirst,howevermanytheremaybeintheroom。Butwaitforhalfanhour,moreorless:thealembicoffeminineflavoursbeginsitsdistillingandtherushofvisitorstakesplaceasusual。

  NowthatIpossessthesedata,thisunexpectedlightonthesubject,Iamatlibertytovarymyexperiments,allofwhichleadtothesameconclusion。

  Inthemorning,Iestablishthefemaleunderawire-gauzecover。Herperchisalittleoak-twigsimilartothelast。Here,motionless,asthoughdead,sheremainsforlonghours,buriedinthetuftofleavesthatistobeimpregnatedwithheremanations。Whenvisiting-timeapproaches,Iwithdrawthetwig,perfectlysaturated,andlayitonachair,neartheopenwindow。

  Ontheotherhand,Ileavethefemaleunderhercover,wellinviewonthetable,inthemiddleoftheroom。

  TheMothsarrive,firstone,thentwoandthree,soonfiveandsix。

  Theycomein,goout,comeinagain,flyupanddown,gotoandfro,keepingallthetimetotheneighbourhoodofthechairwithitsoak-branch。Notonemakesforthebigtable,afewpacesfartherintotheroom,wherethefemaleiswaitingforthemunderthetrelliseddome。

  Theyarehesitating,thatisclear;theyareseeking。

  Atlasttheyfind。Andwhatdotheyfind?Theverytwigwhichinthemorninghadservedthepot-belliedmatronasabed。Withwingsswiftlyfluttering,theyalightuponthebranch;theyexploreitaboveandbelow,probeit,liftitandmoveit,untilatlastthelittlebitoffoliagedropsonthefloor。Theprobingbetweentheleavescontinuesnonetheless。

  Underthebuffetingofthewingsandtheclawingofthefeet,thestickisnowrunningalongtheground,likeascrapofpaperpawedbyakitten。

  Whilethetwigismovingawaywithitsbandofexplorers,twonewarrivalscomeuponthescene。Ontheirway,theyhavetopassthechair,whichforabriefspellboretheleafystick。Theystopatitandeagerlyinvestigatetheveryspotwhichbutnowwascoveredbythebranch。Andyet,intheircaseasinthatoftheothers,therealobjectoftheirdesiresisclosebythem,underawiregauzewhichIhaveomittedtoveil。Noonenoticesit。Onthefloor,theMonkscontinuetohustlethemattressonwhichthefemalelayinthemorningonthechair,theystillfumbleatthespotwherethisbeddingwasfirstplaced。Thesungoesdown;thetimecomestodepart。Besides,theeffluviaofpassionaregrowingfainter,aredispersing。Thevisitorsgoawaywithoutmoreado。Good-byetillto-morrow。

  Thefollowingteststellmethatanymaterial,nomatterwhat,cantaketheplaceoftheleafybranch,thatchanceinspirationofmine。Sometimeinadvance,Iplacethefemaleonacouchofclothorflannel,ofwaddingorpaper。Ievensubjecthertothehardshipofacamp-bedofwood,glass,marbleormetal。Alltheseobjects,afteracontactofsufficientlength,havethesamepowerfulattractionforthemalesasthemotherMonkherself。

  Theyretainthispropertytoavaryingextent,accordingtotheirnature。

  Thebestarewadding,flannel,dust,sand,inshort,porousobjects。Metals,marbleandglass,onthecontrary,soonlosetheirefficacy。Lastly,anythingonwhichthefemalehasrestedcommunicatesitsvirtuetootherplacesbysimplecontact,aswitnesstheMothscrowdingtotheseatofthecane-bottomedchairaftertheoak-branchhadfallenfromit。

  Letususeoneofthebestbeds,flannel,forinstance,andweshallseeacuriousthing。Iplaceatthebottomofalongtest-tubeorofanarrow-neckedbottle,justwideenoughtoallowoftheMoth’spassage,apieceofflannelonwhichthemotherhasbeenlyingallthemorning。

  Thecallersgointothevessels,flounderabout,donotknowhowtogetoutagain。Ihaveinventedamouse-trapforthembymeansofwhichIcoulddoterrificexecution。Letusreleasethepoorthings,removethepieceofstuffandputitawayinanhermeticallyclosedbox。TheinfatuatedMothsgobacktothetest-tube,headlongreenterthetrap。Theyareattractedbytheeffluviawhichthesaturatedflannelhasimpartedtotheglass。

  Iamfullyconvinced。TosummontheMothsofthedistricttothewedding,toapprisethematadistanceofherpresenceandtoguidethem,thebrideemitsanextremelysubtlescent,imperceptibletoourownorgansofsmell。

  WiththemotherMonkheldtotheirnostrils,thosearoundmeperceivenottheleastodour,noteventheyoungest,whosesensesarenotyetvitiated。

  Thisquintessenceeasilyimpregnateseveryobjectonwhichthefemalerestsforanylengthoftime;andthenceforththeactualobjectbecomesaspotentacentreofattractionasthemotherherself,untiltheemanationsaredispelled。

  Nothingvisiblebetraysthebait。Onapieceofpaper,arecentresting-placearoundwhichthevisitorscrowd,thereisnotanappreciabletrace,nomoistureofanykind;thesurfaceisjustascleanasbeforetheimpregnation。

  Theproductisslowlyelaboratedandhastoaccumulatealittlewhilebeforemanifestingitsfullstrength。Whentakenfromhercouchandplacedelsewhere,thefemalelosesherattractionsforthetimeandbecomesanobjectofindifference;itistheresting-place,saturatedbylongcontact,thatdrawsthenewcomers。Butthebatteriesarerechargedandthedesertedonerecoversherpower。

  Theappearanceofthewarningeffluviumisdelayedforalongerorshorterperiodaccordingtothespecies。Thenewly-hatchedMothhastomatureforatimeandtoputherdistilleryinorder。AfemaleGreatPeacock,borninthemorning,sometimeshasvisitorsthatsameevening,butofteneronthesecondday,afterpreparationslastingsomefortyhours。

  ThefemaleBandedMonkadjournshersummonslongerthanthat:herbannsofmarriagearenotpublisheduntilaftertwoorthreedays’waiting。

  Letusreturnforamomenttotheproblematicalfunctionsoftheantennæ。

  ThemaleMonksportsasumptuouspair,similartothoseoftheGreatPeacock,whovieswithhiminhismatrimonialexpeditions。Arewetolookuponthesehairyfeelersasaguidingcompass?Irepeat,withoutlayingmuchstressonthematter,myformeramputations。Noneofthepatientscomesback。

  Wemustbecharyofdrawinginferences,however。TheGreatPeacockhasshownusthatthefailuretoreturnisduetomoreseriousreasonsthanamputationofthehorns。

  Moreover,asecondMonk,theCloverBombyx,nearlyakintothefirstand,likehim,superblyplumed,setsusanexceedinglyperplexingproblem。

  Heisfairlyplentifularoundmyplace;evenintheenclosureIfindhiscocoon,whichmighteasilybeconfusedwiththatoftheOakBombyx。Iamdeceivedatfirstbytheresemblance。Outofsixcocoons,fromwhichI

  expectedtoobtainBandedMonks,sixfemalesoftheotherspecieshatchattheendofAugust。Well,aroundthosesixfemales,borninmyhouse,neveramaleappears,thoughthereisnodoubtthatthetuftedonesarepresentintheneighbourhood。

  Ifspreadingfeatheredantennæarereallyorgansforreceivinginformationatadistance,whyarenotmyrichly-hornedneighboursinformedofwhatishappeninginmystudy?WhydotheirfineplumesleavethemindifferenttoeventsthatwouldbringtheBandedMonkhasteningupincrowds?Oncemore,theorgandoesnotdeterminetheaptitude。Thisoneisgiftedandthatoneisnot,despiteorganicsimilarity。13,TheLifeoftheCaterpillar,byJ。HenriFabre,1916TheLifeoftheCaterpillar,byJ。HenriFabre,1916XIII:THESENSEOFSMELL

  INPHYSICSwehearofnothingnowadaysbuttheRöntgenrays,whichpenetratedensebodiesandphotographtheinvisibleforUS。Afinediscovery,buthowinsignificantinfaceofthesurpriseswhichthefuturereservesforuswhen,better-informedofthewhyandwhereforeofthings,wesupplementwithartthefeeblenessofoursensesandsucceedinrivalling,beiteversolittle,thekeennessofperceptionrevealedbythebrutecreation。

  Howenviable,inmanycases,isthisanimalsuperiority!Itteachesusthepovertyofourattainments;itdeclaresthemediocrityofoursensoryapparatus;itgivesusevidenceofimpressionsforeigntoournature;itproclaimsrealitiessofarinexcessofourattributesthattheyastoundus。

  Awretchedcaterpillar,thePineProcessionary,splitshisbackintometeorologicalair-holeswhichsnuffthecomingweatherandforetellthesquall;thebirdofprey,withitsincomparablylongsight,seesfromhighinthecloudstheField-mousesquattingontheground;theblindedBatsguidetheirflightwithoutinjurytothemselvesamidSpallanzani’s[note1]inextricablemazeofthreads;theCarrier-pigeon,thoughmovedahundredleaguesfromhome,infalliblyregainshiscoteacrossimmensitieswhichhehasnevertraversedunaided;withinthelimitsofherhumblerflight,aBee,theChalicodoma,[note2]alsospanstheunknown,accomplishesalongjourneyandreturnstohermassofcells。

  ThemanwhohasneverseenaDoghuntingfortrufflesdoesnotknowoneofthefinestachievementsofthesenseofsmell。Absorbedinitsfunctions,theanimaltrotsalong,withitsnosetothewind,atamoderatepace。

  Itstops,questionsthegroundwithitsnostrils,scratchesforafewseconds,withoutundueexcitement,andlooksupatitsmaster:

  \"Hereweare,\"itseemstosay,\"hereweare!

  OnnywordofhonourasaDog,there’satrufflehere。\"

  Anditspeaksthetruth。Themasterdigsatthepointindicated。Ifthetrowelgoesastray,theDogshowsthemanhowtoputitrightbysniffingatthebottomofthehole。Donotbeafraidofthestonesandrootsinbetween:despitethedepthandinterveningobstacles,thetuberwillcome。

  ADog’snosecannotlie。

  \"Subtletyofsmell,\"yousay。

  Ihavenoobjection,ifbythatyoumeanthattheanimal’snasalpassagesaretheorganofperception;butisthethingperceivedalwaysameresmell,intheordinaryacceptationoftheword,aneffluviumsuchasourownsensesunderstandit?Ihavesomereasontodoubtthis。Letussetthematterforth。

  IhavehadthegoodfortuneonseveraloccasionstoaccompanyaDogwhowasagreatexpetathistrade。Certainlyhewasnothingtolookat,thsartistwhomIwassoanxioustoseeatwork:justaDog,placidanddeliberateinhisways,ugly,unkempt;thesortofDogthatyouwouldneveradmittoyourfireside。Talentandpovertyoftengohandinhand。

  Hismaster,acelebratedrabassier[note3]inthevillage,convincedthatIhadnointentionofstealinghissecretsandonedaysettingupincompetition,allowedmetojoinhiminhisexpeditions,afavourwhichhedidnotoftengrant。Theworthymanwasquitewillingtofallinwithmyviews,oncehesawthatIwasnotanapprenticebutmerelyanenquirerwhomadedrawings[note4]andwrotedownlistsofundergroundvegetablethings,insteadofmarketingmybagfuloftreasure-trove,thegloryoftheChristmasTurkey。

  ItwasagreedbetweenusthattheDogshouldactashepleasedandreceiveabitofbreadashisrewardaftereachdiscovery,indiscriminately。Everyspotscratchedupbyhispawswastobedugandtheobjectindicatedextractedwithoutourtroublingaboutitscommercialvalue。Inocasewasthemaster’sexperiencetointerveneanddivertthedogfromaspotwherepracticetoldhimthatnothingsaleablewastobefound,for,indrawingupmybotanicallists,Ipreferredwretchedandunmarketableproductstothechoicestmorsels,thoughtheseofcoursewerewelcomedwhentheyappeared。

  Thusconducted,theundergroundbotanizingwasveryfruitful。Withhisperspicaciousnose,theDogmademegatherindifferentlythelargeandthesmall,thefreshandtheputrid,thescentedandtheunscented,thefragrantandthestinking。Iwasamazedatmycollection,whichcomprisedthegreaterpartofthehypogeanfungiinmyneighbourhood。

  Whatavarietyofstructureandaboveallofodour,theprimaryqualityinthisquestionofscent!Therearesomethathavenothingmorenoticeablethanavaguefungousmustiness,whichismoreorlessevidentinall。Somesmellofturnips,ofrottencabbage;somearefetidenoughtofillthecollector’shousewiththeirstench。Therealtrufflealonepossessesthearomadeartotheepicure。

  Ifsmell,asweunderstandit,istheDog’sonlyguide,howdoeshemanagetofindhiswaythroughalltheseincongruousodours?

  Isheapprisedofthecontentsofthesoilbyageneralemanation,thefungouseffluviumcommontothedifferentspecies?Inthatcaseanextremelyembarrassingquestionarises。

  Ipaidsomeattentiontotheordinarymushrooms,manyofwhich,asyetinvisible,announcedtheircomingasimminentbycrackingthesurfaceoftheground。NowIneversawtheDogstopatanyofthosepointswheremyeyesdivinedthecryptogampushingbacktheearthwiththethrustofitscap,pointswheretheordinaryfungoussmellwascertainlymostpronounced。

  Hepassedthembyscornfully,withnotasniff,withnotastrokeofhispaw。Andyetthethingwasunderground;anditsreekwassimilartootherswhichhesometimespointedouttous。

  IcamebackfromtheDog’sschoolwiththeconvictionthatthetruffle-detectingnosehasabetterguidethansmell,inthesenseinwhichourolfactorypowersrealizeit。Itmustperceive,inaddition,effluviaofadifferentorder,fullofmysterytous,whoarenotequippedaccordingly。Lighthasitsdarkrays,whicharewithouteffectuponourretinæ,butnotapparentlyuponall。Whyshouldnotthedomainofsmellhaveitssecretemanations,unknowntooursensesbutperceptibletoadifferentlyconstructedorganofsmell?

  IfthescentoftheDogleavesusperplexedtothisextent,thatitisimpossibleforustosayexactlyoreventosuspectwhatitperceives,itatleasttellsusplainlythatweshouldbegreatlymistakentocompareeverythingbyhumanstandards。Theworldofsensationsisfarlargerthanthelimitsofoursensibilityadmit。Whatanumberoffactsintheworkingoftheforcesofnatureescapeusforwantoforgansdelicateenoughtoperceivethem!

  Theunknown,thatinexhaustiblefieldwhichthefuturewillcultivate,holdsharvestsinstoreforusbesidewhichourpresentknowledgeisbutapitifulgleaning。Underthesickleofsciencesheaveswillonedayfallwhosegrainto-daywouldseemasenselessparadox。Scientificillusions?

  Notso,ifyouplease,butundeniableandpositiverealities,affirmedbytheanimalworld,whichincertainrespectshasagreatadvantageovertheworldofman。

  Inspiteofhislongprofessionalpractice,inspiteofthearomaofthetuberwhichheisseeking,therabassiercannotguessthepresenceofthetruffle,whichripensinwinterundergroundtoadepthofeighteeninchesorso;heneedstheaidoftheDogorthePig,whosescentpriesintothesecretsofthesoil。Well,thesesecretsareknowntodifferentinsectsevenbetterthantoourtwohelpers。Inordertodiscoverthetuberonwhichtheirfamilyofgrubsistobefed,theypossessascentofexceptionalperfection。

  Longago,fromtrufflesdugupspoiltandteemingwithverminandplacedinthisconditioninaglassjarwithalayeroffreshsand,IobtainedfirstasmallredBeetleAnisotomacinnamomea,PANZ。

  andthenvariousDiptera,includingaSapromyzon,who,withhersluggishflightandfeebleframe,remindsmeofaFly,cladinyellowvelvet,knownasScatophagascybalaria,thatplacidfrequenterofhumanexcrementinautumn。

  Thelatterfindshertruffleonthesurfaceoftheground,atthefootofawallorhedge,man’susualhastyrefugeinthecountry;buthowdoestheotherknowatwhatpointundergroundlieshers,orratherhergrubs’

  truffle?Togodownandhuntaboutinthedepthsisbeyondherpower。Herfraillimbs,whichthemovingofagrainofsandwouldwarp;herwings,which,ifextended,wouldblockherwaythroughagorge;herdressofstiffsilk,militatingagainstasmoothpassage:

  theseareallagainsther。TheSapromyzonisobligedtolayhereggsonthesurfaceofthesoil,butshemustdosoattheveryspotbeneathwhichthetrufflelies,forthetinygrubswoulddieiftheyhadtoroamatrandomuntiltheycameupontheirprovender,whichisalwayssparselydistributed。

  Thetruffle-huntingFlyisthereforeinformedbyhersenseofsmellofthespotsfavourabletohermaternalplans;shepossessesthescentoftherabassierDog,indeedprobablyabetterone,forsheknowsthingsbynature,havingneverbeentaught,whereasherrivalhasonlyreceivedanartificialeducation。

  ItwouldbeinterestingtofollowtheSapromyzon’smanueuvres,buttheideastrikesmeasimpracticable。Theinsectisrare,fliesawayquicklyandissoonoutofsight。Toobserveitclosely,towatchitatworkwouldinvolveagreatlossoftimeandadegreeofassiduityofwhichIdonotfeelcapable。AnotherdiscovererofundergroundfungishallrevealwhattheFlycouldhardlybeexpectedtoshowus。

  ThisisaprettylittleblackBeetle,withapaleandvelvetybelly,roundasacherrystoneandmuchthesamesize。Theinsect’sofficialtitleisBolbocerasgallicus,MULS。Byrubbingthetipofitsabdomenagainsttheedgeofitswing-casesitemitsasoftchirrupsimilartothatofthelittlebirdswhentheirmothercomeshomewiththeirfood。Themalewearsagracefulhornonhishead,copiedonasmallerscalefromthatoftheSpanishCopris。[note5]

  Deceivedbythisarmour,IatfirsttooktheinsectforamemberoftheDung-beetles’corporationandbroughtitupassuchincaptivity。I

  serveditwiththesestercoraldaintieswhicharemostappreciatedbyitspresumedcolleagues。Butnever,no,neverdiditconsenttotouchthem。

  Fie,forshameDungtoaBolboceras!Well!WhatonearthdidItakehimfor?Theepicureexpectssomethingverydifferent。Hewantsnotexactlythetruffleofourbanquets,butitsequivalent。

  Thischaracteristicwasnotdisplayedtomewithoutpatientinvestigationonmypart。AtthesouthernfootoftheSérignanhills,notfarfromthevillage,standsathicketofmaritimepines,alternatingwithrowsofcypress-trees。Here,attheseasonofAllSaints,aftertheautumnalrains,themushroomsaboundthatfrequenttheConiferæ,inparticularthedeliciousmilk-mushroom,whichturnsgreenatanypartthatisbruisedandshedstearsofbloodwhenyoubreakit。[note6]Inthemilddaysofautumnthisisthefavouritewalkofmyhousehold,beingfarenoughtoexerciseyounglegsandnearenoughnottotirethem。

  Theyfindeverythingthere:oldMagpies’nests,formedofbundlesoftwigs;Jayssquabblingwithoneanother,afterfillingtheircropswithacornsontheoakshardby;Rabbitssuddenlystartingoutofarosemary-bush,showingtheirlittlewhiteupturnedscuts;Geotrupes[note7]hoardingawayfoodforthewinterandheapinguptheirrubbishonthesand,softtothetouch,easytodigintotunnels,easytobuildinto,rowsofhutswhichwethatchwithmossandsurmountwithabitofreedbywayofachimney;andthedeliciouslunchoffanappletothesoundofthe&Aelig;olianharpssoftlysighingthroughthepine-needles!

  Yes,forthechildrenitisarealparadise,whereonegoesasarewardforwell-learntlessons。Thegrown-upsalsohavetheirshareofenjoyment。

  AsfarasIamconcerned,Ihaveformanyyearsbeenwatchingtwoinsectshere,withoutsucceedingindiscoveringtheirfamilysecrets。OneofthemisMinotaurustyphæus,[note8]whosemalecarriesonhiscorseletthreespikespointinginfrontofhim。TheoldwritersusedtocallhimthePhalangist,becauseofhisarmour,whichmaybecomparedwiththethreelinesofspearsoftheMacedonianphalanx。

  Heisarobustfellow,whocaresnothingforthewinter。Allthroughthecoldseason,whenevertheweatherturnsatriflemilder,heleaveshishousediscreetly,atnightfall,andgathers,intheimmediateneighbourhoodofhisburrow,afewSheep-droppings,ancient,olive-shapedremainsdriedbythesummersun。Heheapstheminastackatthebottomofhislarder,shutsthedoorandeats。Whentheprovisionsareallcrumbedanddrainedoftheirniggardlyjuices,heclimbsbacktothesurfaceandrenewshisstores。Thusdoeshespendthewinter,neverrestingfromhiswork,exceptwhentheweatheristoosevere。

  Thesecondobjectofmyobservationsinthepine-woodistheBolboceras。

  Hisburrows,distributedhereandthere,amongthoseoftheMinotaur,areeasilydistinguished。ThePhalangist’saresurmountedbyabulkymoundthematerialsofwhichareheapedintoacylinderaslongasone’sfinger。

  Eachoftheserollsisaloadofrubbishpushedoutsidebythedigger,thrustingwithhisbackfrombelow。TheorificemoreoverisclosedwhenevertheBeetleisathome,eitherenlargingtheshaftorpeacefullyenjoyinghispossessions。

  TheBolboceras’lodgingisopenandsurroundedmerelybyapaddingofsand。Itsdepthisslight,nineinches,hardlymore。Itgoesstraightdowninveryloosesoil。Itiseasilyinspected,therefore,ifwetakecarefirsttodigatrenchinfrontofit,whichwillenableuslatertocutawaytheperpendicularwall,slicebyslice,withthebladeofaknife。Theburrowthenappearsatfulllength,fromtoptobottom,inasemicylindricalshape。

  Oftentheviolateddwelling-houseisempty。Theinsecthasleftduringthenight,havingfinisheditsbusinessthereandgonetosettleelsewhere。

  TheBolbocerasisanomad,anight-walker,wholeaveshishomewithoutregretandeasilyacquiresanewone。Sometimesalsotheinsectisfoundatthebottomofthepit:atonetimeamale,atanotherafemale,butneverthetwoatatime。Thesexes,bothequallyzealousindiggingburrows,workseparately,nottogether。Thisisnot,infact,afamilyresidence,containingthenurseryoftheyoung;itisatemporaryabode,dugbyeachoccupantforhisowncomfort。

  Sometimeswefindnothingtherebutthewell-sinker,surprisedduringhisworkofexcavation;sometimes,lastly——andthecaseisnotuncommon——thehermitofthecryptembraceswithhislegsasmallhypogeanfungus,eitherintactorpartlyconsumed。Heclutchesitconvulsively,refusestobepartedfromit。Itishisbooty,hisfortune,hisworldlygoods。Scatteredcrumbstellusthatwehavecaughthimfeasting。

  Letustakehisprizeawayfromhim。Weshallseeasortofirregular,ruggedpurse,closedoneverysideandvaryinginsizebetweenapeaandacherry。Outsideitisreddish,roughwithlittlewarts;insideitissmoothandwhite。Thespores,whichareovoidanddiaphanous,arecontained,inrowsofeight,inlongsatchels。Bythesecharacteristicswerecognizeanundergroundcryptogamousproduct,nearlyrelatedtothetrufflesandknowntobotanistsasHydnocystisarenaria,TUL。

  ThisthrowsalightuponthehabitsoftheBolbocerasanduponthereasonwhyhisburrowsaresofrequentlyrenewed。Inthecalmofthetwilight,thelittlegadabouttakestothefields,chirrupingsoftlyashegoes,cheeringhimselfwithsong。Heexploresthesoil,questionsitastoitscontents,justastheDogdoeswhenhuntingfortruffles。Hissenseofsmellwarnshimwhenthecovetedmorselisunderneath,coveredbyafewinchesofsand。Certainoftheexactspotwherethethinglies,hedigsstraightdownandneverfailstoreachit。Aslongastheprovisionslast,hedoesnotgooutagain。Blissfullyhefeedsatthebottomofthewell,heedlessofthedoorleftopenorhardlybarred。

  Whennomorefoodremains,hemoves,lookingforanotherloaf,whichwillbecometheexcuseforafreshburrow,tobeabandonedinitsturn。

  Eachfungusconsumedrepresentsanewhouse,whichisamererefectory,atraveller’srefreshment-room。Thusaretheautumnandspring,theseasonsofthehydnocystis,spentinthepleasuresofthetable,fromonehometothenext。

  Tostudytherabassierinsectmoreclosely,inmyownhouse,Ishouldneedalittlestoreofitsfavouritefare。Itwouldbewasteoftimetoseekforitmyself,bydiggingatrandom:thelittlecryptogamisnotsoplentifulthatIcanhopetostrikeitwithmytrowelwithoutaguide。Thetruffle-hunterneedshisDog;myinformershallbetheBolbocerashimself。Beholdmeturnedintoarabassierofanewkind。Irevealmysecret,whichcanonlyraiseasmilefrommyoriginalinstructorinundergroundbotany,ifheshouldeverhearofmysingularformofcompetition。

  Thesubterraneanfungioccuronlyatcertainpoints,ofteningroups。

  NowtheBeetlehasbeenthisway;withhisdelicatescenthehasrecognizedthesiteasgood,fortheburrowsarenumeroushereabouts。Wewillthereforedigneartheholes。Theclueisaccurate。

  Inafewhours,thankstothetracksleftbytheBolboceras,Ipossessahandfulofhydnocystes。ItsthefirsttimethatIhavegatheredthisparticularfungus。LetusnowcatchtheinsectThatpresentsnodifficulties:

  wehaveonlytodiguptheburrows。

  Imakemyexperimentsthesameevening,fillingalargeearthenpanwithfresh,siftedsand。Withastickasthickasmyfinger,Imakesixverticaltunnelsinthesand,twodecimetres[note9]deepandplacedatasuitabledistanceapart。Ahydnocystisisloweredtothebottomofeach;andIinsertafinestraw,toshowmetheexactpositionlater。Lastly,Ifillupthesixcavitieswithcakedsand。Whenthissurfacehasbeencarefullysmoothed,sothattheleveliseverywherethesame,exceptforthesixstraws,landmarksthatmeannothingtotheBolboceras,Iletloosemycaptives,coveringthemwithawire-gauzecage。Thereareeightofthem。

  Atfirstthereisnothingtoseesavetheinevitableuneasinessduetotheincidentsoftheirexhumation,transportandconfinementinanunknownplace。Myexilesfromhometrytoescape,climbupthewire,burrowrightattheedgeoftheenclosure。Nightfallsandthingsgrowcalmer。Twohourslater,Icometotakealastlookatthem。Threearestillburiedunderathinlayerofsand。Thefiveothershaveeachdugaperpendicularshaftattheveryfootofthestrawswhichtellmewherethefungilie。Nextmorning,thesixthstrawhasitswellliketheothers。

  Thisisthemomenttoseewhatishappeningunderground。Iremovethesandmethodicallyinverticalslices。AtthebottomofeachburrowisaBolboceraseatinghistruffle,thehydnocystis。

  Letusrepeattheexperimentwiththepartly-consumedvictuals。Theresultisthesame。Atonebrief,nocturnalspellofwork,thedaintyisdiscoveredundergroundandreachedbymeansofagallerywhichrunsplumbtothespotwherethemorsellies。Thereisnohesitation,notrialexcavationguidedbyguesswork。Thisisprovedbythesurfaceofthesoil,whicheverywhereisjustasIleftitwhenIsmootheditdown。Theinsectcouldnothavemadestraighterforthecovetedobjecthaditbeenguidedbysight;italwaysdigsatthefootofthestraws,mysign-posts。TheDog,nosingthegroundfortruffles,hardlyachievesthisdegreeofprecision。

  Hasthehydnocystisthenaverypungentsmell,abletogivesuchpositiveinformationtoitsconsumer’sscent?Notatall。Toournostrilsitisaneutralobject,devoidofanyappreciableolfactorycharacter。Atinypebbletakenoutofthegroundwouldimpressusjustasmuchwithitsfaintaromaoffreshearth。Asarevealerofundergroundfungousproducts,theBolbocerashererivalstheDog。HewouldevenrisesuperiortotheDog,wereheabletogeneralize。Butheisarigorousspecialist:heknowsonlythehydnocystis。Nothingelse,sofarasIamaware,temptshimtodig。[note10]

  Bothofthemsearchthesubsoilveryclosely,attheleveloftheground;

  andtheobjectwhichtheyseekisnotfardown。Weretheyfartheraway,neithertheDognortheinsectwouldnoticeeffluviasosubtle,noteventhesmellofatruffle。Tomakeanimpressionatagreatdistance,powerfulodoursareneeded,capableofperceptionbyourolfactorysense。Thentheexploitersoftheodorousthingcomehasteninguponallsidesfromafar。

  When,forthepurposeofmystudies,Irequireinsectsthatdissectcorpses,IexposeadeadMoleinthesun,inadistantcorneroftheenclosure。

  Assoonastheanimalswells,distendedbythegasesofputrefaction,andtheskinbeginstoturngreenandthefurtofallfromit,upcomenumbersofSilphæ[note11]andDermestes,[note12][note]Necrophori[note13][note]andotherBurying-beetles,ofwhomonewouldfindnotasinglespecimeninthegarden,orevenintheneighbourhood,withoutthisbait。

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