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A  special  thank  you  to  Dr.  N.  J.  Berrill,  Ph.  D.  Sc., 
F,R,S,C,  Strathcona  Professor  of  Zoology  at  McGill 
University  in  Montreal,  not  only  because  he  carefully 
checked  this  book  for  its  scientific  accuracy,  but  also 
because  he  first  introduced  the  author-artist  to  the  ad- 
venture in  a  bug's  world. 

Thank  you  also  to  Mr.  George  Moore,  custodian  of  the 
Lyman  Entomological  Collection  at  McGill  University, 
and  to  Mrs.  E.  E.  Terrill,  Librarian  of  the  Blackader 
Library  of  Zoology  at  McGill  University,  for  their  as- 
sistance. M.  W. 

Copyright  1949  by  Franklin  Wattj,  Inc. 
Printed  in  the  U.S.A.  by  W.  S.  Konecky  Associates 


THE 

FIRST 

BOOK 


WRITTEN    &    ILLUSTRATED    BY 

MARGARET  WILLIAMSON 


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Not  all  the  tiny  creatures  you  see 
creeping  and  crawling  and  flying 
are  truly  bugs.  When  somebody  says, 
"Ooh,  look  at  the  bug ! "  he  might  be 
pointing  at  a  beetle  with  six  legs,  or  a 
spider  with  eight  legs,  or  a  centipede 
with  many  legs.  Or  he  might  be 

pointing  at  a  stink  bug,  which  belongs  to  the  only  family 
scientists  call  bugs.  But  in  this  book,  let's  call  them  all  bugs 
to  make  it  easier,  and,  often  where  a  bug  is  magnified,  the  out- 
line beside  it  shows  you  about  how  big  it  really  is. 

If  you  watch  a  bug  as  it  goes  along  about  its  business,  you 
can  find  out  what  a  bug's  world  is  like.  You  can  see  what 
kind  of  legs  and  wings  and  feelers  it  has  arid  how  they  work, 
and  you  can  hear  the  noises  it  makes. 

If  you  wait  and  watch  long  enough,  you  may  even  see  it 
creep  out  of  the  hard,  stiff  suit  of  armor  that  all  bugs  wear, 
and  walk  off  in  the  new  and  bigger  suit  that  has  been  grow- 
ing, all  wrinkled,  underneath  the  old  one. 

If  you  wait  still  longer,  you  might  see  how  a  bug's  young 
are  born  and  how  they  grow  up.  Perhaps  you  may  even  find 
out  who  its  enemies  are. 


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Bugs  are  so  small  that  it  is  hard  to 
imagine  they  can  be  strong  enough 
to  fight  their  enemies.  But  some  of 
them  can  run  or  jump  quickly,  while 
others  can  fly  away. 

A  bug  may  have  a  sting,  to  sting 
its  enemies,  or  strong  jaws  to  bite 
them.  Some  bugs  can  run  or  jump  quickly,  while  others  can 
fly  away.  Even  so,  lots  of  bugs  are  killed.  But  there  are  always 
more.  There  are  more  bugs  in  the  world  than  all  the  people 
and  animals  you  can  think  of.  That's  mostly  because  bugs  are 
born  by  the  thousands  —  much  faster  than  their  enemies  can 
eat  them  up. 

Bugs  do  not  think  about  things  or  make  plans  as  people 
do.  They  are  born  knowing  everything  they  need  to  know 
about  getting  food,  and  fighting  their  enemies,  and  building 
their  houses. 

Even  a  young  spider  builds  its  first  web  perfectly,  although 
it  may  never  have  seen  another  spider  web.  Its  mother  does 
not  ever  need  to  show  it  how. 

Not  even  scientists  have  figured  out  exactly  how  a  bug 
knows  these  things.  That  is  still  a  bug's  secret. 


Sometimes  people  get  angry  at  bugs.  Clothes  mothS  chew 
up  their  swimming  suits  and  mittens,  cockroaches  crawl  over 
dishes  in  the  sink,  potato  bugs  eat  holes  in  potato  vines, 
Japanese  beetles  ruin  the  prettiest  roses  and  ter- 
mites chew  wooden  stairs  in  houses. 

But  bugs  are  valuable,  too.  After  all,  the  honey 
for  your  waffles  comes  from  bees,  and  silk  for 
your  dresses  from  silkworms,  and  the  shellac  that 
makes  your  furniture  shine  comes  from  scale 
bugs. 

Even  those  same  termites  who   ^  ^ 
tunnel  through  wooden  stairs  in  our 
houses,  eat  old  dead  wood  in  other 
places  where  it  is  not  wanted  and 
make  it  part  of  the  earth  again.  In    \ 
that  way,  they  save  people  the  trouble 
of  burning  or  burying  lots  of  rub- 
bish, and  they  make  room  for  new 
animals  and  plants  as  well. 
No  bug  really  intends  to  be  harmful  or  useful. 
It  just  lives  its  own  life.  Now  you're  going  to  see 
how  some  bugs  live,  what  they  eat,  where  they 
sleep,  how  long  they  live,  and  how  they  have  fun. 

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Best  of  all,  a  cricket  likes  to  sit  in  the  sun  and 
make  music.  If  he's  frightened,  he'll  stop  play- 
ing, and  jump  like  a  jumping  jack. 

A  cricket  has  a  fiddle  and  a  bow  hidden  in  his 
two  top  wings.  The  top  of  each  wing  has  ridges 
on  it  and  the  bottom  of  each  wing  has  a  row  of 
small  teeth  like  a  file.  To  make  his  music,  he 
crosses  his  wings  one  over  the  other  and  saws 
them  back  and  forth. 

A  cricket  can  fool  you.  When  he  plays  loudly, 
he  sounds  as  if  he  were  right  beside  you.  But  he 
can  play  very  softly  to  make  himself  sound  far 
away. 

In  the  springtime,  Mr.  Cricket  plays  a  love 
song  to  a  lady  cricket,  who  listens  carefully  with 
her  knees.  That's  where  crickets'  ears  are.  She  can't  play 
music  because  she  has  no  fiddle  in  her  wings.  Besides,  after  a 
while  she  is  busy  laying  dozens  of  eggs  in  holes  which  she 
digs  in  the  earth  with  her  sharp  pointed  shovel.  Later,  she 
dies,  but  the  young  crickets  can  get  along  perfectly  well  from 
the  minute  they  are  born,  even  while  they  are  in  the  egg. 

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The  sun  bakes  the  earth  that  covers  the  eggs  and  keeps 
them  warm.  When  the  young  crickets  have  grown  too  big 
for  the  eggs,  they  push  with  their  heads  till  the  lids  on  their 
eggs  fly  open,  and  out  they  pop.  They  look  just  like  grown-up 
crickets,  but  they  are  much  smaller,  and  have  no  wings.  They 
are  curious,  and  push  their  way  out  of  the  earth  to  go  adven- 
turing. If  they  are  lucky,  and  are  not  gobbled  up  by  an  ant 
or  a  lizard,  crickets  wander  all  summer  long,  hiding  under 
leaves  and  stones,  and  usually  waiting  until  night  to  hunt 
for  food. 

A  cricket  eats  so  much  that  soon  its  hard  black  suit,  which 
cannot  grow  at  all,  splits  open  down  the  back  and  it  creeps 
out  in  its  new  and  bigger  suit.  Before  the  summer  is  over 
and  a  cricket  is  full-sized,  it  grows  out  of  four  or  five  suits. 

In  the  fall,  it  digs  itself  a  house  in  the  earth.  It  digs  and 

scrapes  and  sweeps  and  rakes  with  its 
legs,  and  lifts  pebbles  out  of  the  way 
with  its  strong  jaws.  It  hollows  out  a 


tunnel  just  big  enough  to  crawl  through  and  a 
room  at  the  end  where  it  can  just  turn  around. 

A  cricket's  house  is  not  where  young  grow  up, 
like  the  bee's  hive,  and  it  is  not  a  trap  for  bugs 
like  the  spider's  web.  A  cricket's  house  is  just  for 

itself-a  place  where  it  can  be  safe  and  warm  and  snug,  and  it 

will  fight  fiercely  if  other  bugs  walk  in  by  mistake. 

To  find  a  field  cricket's  house,  try  the  edge  of  a  field  where 

the  grass  is  not  so  tall.  Look  closely,  because  the  front  door  is 

just  a  tuft  of  grass.  If  the  cricket  is  not  outside,  you  can  bring 

it  out  by  poking  a  straw  down  the  tunnel. 
Some  crickets  do  not  dig  houses. 

Instead,  when  it  gets  cold  they  hop 

into  people's  homes  and  live  in  a 

crack  where  it  is  warm.  In  China,  a 

friendly  house  cricket  is  often  kept 

in  a  cage  as  a  musical  pet.  Boys  and 

girls    carry    the    cages    on    strings 

around   their  necks  and   feed   the 

crickets  melon  and  lettuce  from  tiny  dishes,  or  a  spoonful  of 

mosquitoes  as  medicine  if  their  feelers  droop. 

Crickets  have  relatives  who  play  music,  too,  on  hot  summer 

days  and  nights.  The  katydid  plays  a  song  which  sounds  like 


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"Katy  did,  Katy  didn't,"  by  rub- 
bing his  wings  together,  much  as 
crickets  do. 

A  grasshopper  makes  his  music  by 
rubbing  the  files  on  his  back  legs 
across  the  ridges  on  his  top  wings, 
and  he  listens  with  the  ears  in  his 
sides.  When  grasshoppers  fly,  they 
make  a  crackling  noise  by  rattling 
all  four  wings. 

Some  of  the  crickets'  relatives 
aren't  so  much  fun  to  have  around. 
Cockroaches  come  into  houses,  crawl  over  food,  and  nibble 
everything  in  sight.  The  female  cockroach  carries  around  a 
bag  with  sixteen  eggs  inside.  When  she  finds  a  warm  crack 
to  put  them  in,  she  leaves  them  there  to  hatch. 

Grasshopper  locusts  travel  in  swarms  as  big  as  storm  clouds 
in  the  sky.  Wherever  they  land  they  eat  every  green,  grow- 
ing thing  in  sight.  That's  why  farmers  are  so  afraid  of  them. 

The  cicada,  who  is  sometimes  called  a  locust  too,  is  another 
bug  musician,  but  he  doesn't  belong  to  the  cricket  or  grass- 
hopper family.  He  makes  his  whirring  noise  by  squeezing 
the  muscles  in  and  out  on  two  drums  on  his  stomach,  just  as 


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As  a  young  cicada,  in  a  white  suit,  it  may  hve 
for  as  long  as  seventeen  years,  tunneling  through 
the  earth,  eating  roots.  Then  it  comes  up  to  the 
air,  climbs  a  tree,  splits  its  skin,  and  walks  out,  a  grown-up 
cicada  with  wings.  No  other  six-legged  creature  takes  so  long 
to  grow  up. 


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behind  on  the  bark  of  a  tree  where  you  can  find  it  quite  easily, 
if  you  look. 


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Everywhere  you  go  there  are  beetles  -  flying  through  the 
air,  walking  in  the  grass,  or  swimming  in  the  water.  They  all 
have  mouths  with  many  parts  to  help  them  bite  and  chew 
their  food  and  build  their  houses  and  fight  their  enemies. 
They  all  have  coats  of  armor  for  protection,  and  their  young 
all  grow  up  in  the  same  way. 

Here  is  a  ladybug  beetle.  Its  orange  coat  of  armor,  like  all 
beetle  armor,  is  hiade  of  two  wings  which  fit 
tightly  over  its  back.  These  wings  are  very  hard 
and  they  protect  the  two  soft  brown  flying  wings 
underneath.  When  a  ladybug  flies,  it  raises  its 
hard  wing-covers  high,  so  that  they  won't  be  in 
the  way. 

Here  is  a  female  tiger  beetle.  She  lays  an  egg 
in  a  pit  she  digs  in  the  earth.  When  the  egg 
hatches,  out  creeps  a  doodlebug,  which  looks  like  a  worm 
with  hooks  on  its  back.  These  help  it  climb  up  and  down  like 
an  elevator  inside  its  pit.  A  doodlebug's  head  is  as  round  and 
as  flat  as  a  plate  and  fits  up  into  the  top  of  its  tunnel  like  a 
trapdoor.  From  the  outside,  it  looks  like  part  of  the  ground. 


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If  a  tiny  creature  does  not  watch  where  it  is  going,  it  might 
walk  right  over  the  doodlebug's  face  -  and  get  caught  in 
the  strong  jaws.  Then  the  doodlebug  takes  it  to  the  bottom 
of  the  tunnel  to  eat  it. 

For  two  years  the  doodlebug  lives  in  its  burrow,  eating  in 
the  summer  and  sleeping  in  the  winter,  and  changing  its 


skins  as  it  grows  bigger  and  bigger.  Then  one  day,  it  closes 
its  door  with  earth  and  goes  to  the  bottom  of  its  tunnel  and 
digs  a  bedroom  ofif  to  the  side.  There  it  changes  into  quite 
a  different  skin  from  all  the  others  it  has  worn.  This  one  is 
called  a  pupa  skin.  As  a  pupa,  it  sleeps,  all  the  time  growing 
less  and  less  like  a  doodlebug,  and  more  and  more  like  a 
grown-up  beetle.  Then  one  day  the  pupa  skin  splits  open 
and  a  tiger  beetle  crawls  out. 

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All  beetles  grow  up  like  tiger  beetles.  A  beetle  is  born  as 
an  egg.  But  it  doesn't  hatch  first  into  a  little  beetle.  Instead, 
a  worm-like  creature,  usually  called  a  larva,  hatches  from  the 
egg  and  lives  to  eat  and  grow  bigger  and  change  its  skin. 
When  a  larva  changes  its  skin  for  the  last  time,  it  becomes  a 
pupa  and  goes  to  sleep.  When  the  pupa  skin  splits  open,  a 
grown-up  beetle  with  wings  and  feelers  and  legs  creeps  out. 
How  all  this  happens,  no  one  exactly  knows.  That  is  another 
bug  secret. 

Though  all  beetles  grow  up  in  the 
same  way  and  have  a  protecting  ar- 
mor and  a  mouth  for  biting  and 
chewing,  each  kind  of  bccde  has 
something  that  makes  it  different 

from  all  the  others. 

A  firefly  is  a  beetle  with  a  light 
on  its  tail.  The  firefly  makes  two 
chemicals  inside  itself  which,  when 
they  are  squirted  out  together,  glow 
brightly  without  heat.  At  mating 
time,  the  female's  light  shines  extra 
brightly.  Since  only  the  male  can  fly, 
she  climbs  to  the  top  of  a  bush. 
There  she  twists  about  all  night  long 


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and  flashes  her  hght  to  attract  the  male  fireflies 
who  flit  about  her. 

Here  are  diving  beetles.  They  can  swim,  and 
have  things  which  are  special  to  swimming 
beetles.  Their  long  legs  are  like  hairy  paddles, 
and  their  bodies  are  streamlined  to  help  them 
slip  through  the  water.  Diving  beetles  can't 
breathe  under  water,  where  they  collect  their 
food,  so  they  store  bubbles  of  air  underneath 
their  hard  wing  covers.  They  breathe  this  air 

through  small  holes  along  the  edge 

of  their  backs. 
A  tumblebug  beetle,  also  called  a 

dung  beetle,  is  a  sculptor  who  makes 

balls  of  manure,  which  is  its  food.  Its 

flat,  sharp-edged  head  is  its  shovel 

for  digging  and  cutting.  Its  front 

legs  have  teeth  to  use  as  a  rake  and 

broom,  and  its  four  back  legs  are 

curved,  to  shape  and  pat  the  manure 

into  a  ball.  When  the  ball  is  round 

and  just  right,  the  tumblebug  rolls 

it  along  to  a  place  where  it  can  eat 

quietly  all  by  itself.  The  bug  bur- 
rows   into    the    ground,    builds    a 

dining  room,  rolls  its  food  ball  in- 

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When  this  ball  is  eaten,  the  bug 
starts  all  over  again. 

Sometimes  a  tumblebug  has  an  accident;  the  ball  rolls 
away  and  the  bug  tumbles  on  its  back.  Other  times  a  lazy 
tumblebug  tries  to  steal  another  bug's  ball  and  there  is  a  fight. 
If  the  lazy  robber  doesn't  want  to  fight,  it  may  pretend  to 
help,  by  pulling  the  ball,  or  it  may  climb  up  on  top  and  get 
a  free  ride.  Then  it  waits  for  a  chance  to  steal  the  ball. 

In  the  autumn,  the  mother  tumblebug  digs  a  burrow  and 
builds  a  very  special  pear-shaped  ball.  One  end  is  a  cradle  for 
an  egg.  The  other  end  is  the  food  for  the  larva  that  will 

hatch  from  her  egg. 

While  the  larva  grows  bigger  and  bigger,  the 
food  in  the  storehouse  grows  smaller  and  smaller, 
till  at  last  the  larva  fills  the  whole  pear-shaped 
shell.  Inside  this  shell  it  turns  first  into  a  pupa, 
then  into  a  full-grown  tumblebug,  and  then  it 
pushes  its  way  out  into  the  world. 


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FLIES 


The  fly  we  know  best  is  the  housefly.  There  are  many  other 
kinds,  too.  FHes  are  called  flies  because  they  can  fly  farther  and 
better  and  faster  than  almost  all  other  bugs  with  wings.  A 
true  fly  has  two  wings,  and  it  zooms  in  a  straight  line.  Each 
wing  has  a  stiff  strong  front  edge,  but  the  main  part  of  the 
wing  is  thinner  than  cellophane.  As  its  wings  move  up  and 
down,  the  air  pushes  against  the  thin  part  and  makes  it  bulge 
like  a  sail  in  the  wind.  The  bigger  the  bulge,  and  the  oftener 
the  fly's  wings  move  up  and  down,  the  faster  it  goes.  To  turn 
left,  it  slows  down  the  beating  of  its  left  wing.  Sometimes  it 
uses  its  hind  legs  as  a  rudder. 

The  housefly  has  sticky  pads  on  its  feet  which  help  it  to 
walk  upside  down  on  ceilings.  It  has  huge  eyes  because  it 
flies  so  quickly  it  needs  to  see  well  to  keep  from  bumping  into 
things.  Flies  may  seem  to  be  very 
clean  because  they  so  often  dust  their 
wings  and  brush  their  legs,  but  really 
they  are  just  about  the  dirtiest  bugs 
alive. 


Houscflics  live  in,  and  lay  their  eggs  on  garbage  and  dirt 
and  things  that  are  full  of  germs  which  cling  to  their  sticky 
feet.  Then  they  come  into  our  houses  and  wipe  their  dirty 
feet  all  over  our  food,  leaving  germs  behind.  That  is  the  way 
flies  spread  sickness. 

Mosquitoes  belong  to  the  fly  family.  In  the  summertime 

they  whine  about  our  heads,  bite  us,  and  keep  us  awake  at 

night.  Their  humming,  like  the  humming  of  all  flies,  is  the 

sound  of  their  beating  wings.  The  male  mosquito  lives  on 

fruit  juices.  It  is  the  female  that  bites  us  and  sucks  our  blood. 

Inside  her  long  sucking  tube,  she 

has  sliding  needles  sharp  enough  to 

bore  through  our  skin  .To  make  our 

blood  thinner  and  easier  to  suck,  she 

mixes  some  of  her  saliva  with  it.  In 

the  saliva  there  is  a  poison  which 

makes  bites  itch  and  swell  into  bumps. 

The  mosquito  lays  her  eggs  on 

stagnant  water.  They  are  all  glued  together  and  float  like  a 

raft.  These  eggs,  like  all  other  flies'  eggs,  hatch  into  larvae 

called  wrigglers.  The  wrigglers  grow  into  pupae  and  finally 

the  pupae  become  grown-up  mosquitoes. 


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In  countries  where  the  cHmate  is  very  hot,  there 
are  mosquitoes  that  carry  about  the  germs  of 
dreadful  diseases.  First,  the  mosquitoes  suck  up 
the  germs  that  are  in  the  sick  person's  blood. 
Then  when  they  bite  someone  else  for  a  meal, 
they  leave  those  germs  behind.  To  get  rid  of  mos- 
quitoes people  pour  oil  on  the  ponds  where  they 
lay  their  eggs.  The  hatching  mosquitoes  can't 
breathe  air  through  the  oil,  and  they  die. 

Besides  flies  that  bother  us  and 
spread  disease,  there  are  flies,  called 
ya,     botflies,    whose    young    live    in    a 
horse's  stomach  or  under  a  cow's 
skin  and  hurt  them. 

A  bee  fly's  children  live  as  unwel- 
come guests  in  bees'  hives,  and  eat 
up  the  young  bees. 

The  horsefly  chases  horses  and 
cows.  It  bites  them  and  makes  them 
switch  their  tails  and  stamp  their 
feet. 


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A  deer  fly  can  give  people  rabbit  fever. 

A  gnat,  often  called  a  black  fly,  bites  campers 
and  fishermen  in  early  summer. 

A  bright  blue  fly,  called  a  bluebottle,  zooms 
and  buzzes  about  in  the  summer,  too. 

The  robber  fly  is  the  biggest  and  fiercest  of  all. 
It  is  not  afraid  of  w^asps  or  bees,  and  swoops 
dow^n  to  catch  them  in  mid-air. 

A  flea  is  a  fly's  cousin.  Fleas  live  in  dogs'  or 
cats'  hair  and  suck  their  blood. 

A  midge,  or  sand  fly,  bites  you  at  the  beach. 

Flies  are  just  about  the  most  bothersome  bugs 
in  the  world. 


about 


The  most  interesting  thing  about  spiders  is  that  they  all 
spin  silk  and  use  it  in  different  ways.  Some  spiders  weave 
silk  rope  into  webs.  Others  make  silk  hinges  for  the  trap 
doors  of  their  houses.  Some  spider  mothers  make  soft  silk 
blankets  for  their  young,  and  most  young  spiders  spin  silk 
balloons  with  which  to  go  riding  on  the  breeze. 

Near  the  end  of  a  spider's  body  there  are  four  or  more 
spinning  fingers,  called  spinnerets.  Each  spin- 
neret has  hundreds  of  tiny  holes.  Spiders  make 
a  liquid  inside  their  bodies,  which  flows  out 
through  the  holes  and  hardens  into 
silk   thread    in   the    air.    When   a 
spider  wants  a  wide  ribbon  of  silk 
it  spreads  its  spinnerets  far  apart 
and  when  it  wants  a  thin  thread  it 
pulls  them  close  together.  A  spider 
sometimes  uses  the  combs  which  are 
on  its  back  legs  to  help  it  pull  wide 
threads  together  to  make  solid  sheets 
of  silk. 

Female  spiders  are  much  bigger 


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than  male  spiders.  They  build  the  webs,  catch  the  food, 
and  look  after  the  young  spiders.  But  all  spiders  are  very 
helpful  to  people,  because  they  feed  on  bugs  that  eat  up 
vegetables  or  trees. 

Spiders  weave  their  webs  of  their  sticky  silk  to  catch  the 
juicy  grasshoppers  and  flies  and  moths  they  like  to  eat.  A 
garden  spider  weaves  her  web  close  to  the  ground  where 
other  bugs  fly.  She  weaves  it  in  exactly  the  same  way  other 
garden  spiders  do,  and  her  first  web  is  just  as  well  made  as 
her  tenth.  When  the  web  is  finished,  some  spiders  make  a 
zig-zag  line  that  looks  as  if  they  were  signing  their  names. 
Though  some  spiders  can  repair  broken  webs,  most  of  them 

have  to  start  new  ones  all  over  again, 
because  they  can't  pick  up  an  unfin- 
ished job  part- way  through. 

Spiders  do  not  get  caught  in  their 
own  webs,  because  their  legs  are  cov- 
ered with  slippery  oil  which  they 
make  inside  their  bodies.  When  a 
bug  gets  caught  in  the  snare,  the 
spider  shakes  the  web  with  all  her 
might  to  tangle  him  even  more.  She 
rushes  to  him  and  throws  blankets 
of  her  silk  over  him,  till  he  can't 

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even  wiggle.  Then  she  bites  him 

with  her  poison  fangs  and  sucks  out 

his  blood. 

Spider  poison  is  strong  enough  to 

kill  small  animals,  but  only  one  kind 
of  spider  has  poison  strong  enough 
to  hurt  people  badly.  This  one  is  the 
Black  Widow  spider,  and  you  can 
recognize  her  by  the  red  hour-glass 
shape  on  the  underside  of  her  body. 
A  trap-door  spider  digs  a  burrow 
in  the  ground  and  makes  a  silk-and- 
mud  door  to  cover  it.  This  door 
opens  and  shuts  on  a  silk  hinge.  She 
covers  the  top  of  the  door  with  earth 
and  leaves  and  moss,  so  that  from 
the  outside  it  can  hardly  be  seen. 
Then  she  locks  the  door  on  the  in- 
side by  holding  it  with  her  sharp 
claws.  This  makes  her  house  safe 
from  enemies.  Not  even  water  can 
find  a  way  in.  When  a  juicy  bug 
walks  outside,  she  swings  the  door 
back  on  its  hinge,  springs  out  and 

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"O     ■Vr'opdlooT    op«n  ond    sVv\>a'V 


pounces  on  him.  When  she  goes  for  a  long  walk  she  trails  a 
line  of  silk  from  her  burrow,  which  she  follows  to  find  her 
way  back  home  again. 

Most  spiders  weave  satin  blankets  and  soft  fluffy  quilts  for 
their  young.  The  garden  spider  weaves  a  fine  satin  sac,  lays 
hundreds  of  eggs  in  it  and  wraps  the  bundle  up  in  clouds  of 
soft  silk  which  she  puffs  up  with  the  combs  on  her  back  legs. 
Then  she  hangs  her  sac  to  twigs  with  silk  ropes,  and  the  eggs 
are  kept  warm  in  it  all  winter  long. 

The  tarantula  spider  also  makes  a  silk  sac  for  her  eggs  but 
she  carries  hers  along  wherever  she  goes.  Each  day  she  sits 
in  the  sun  and  turns  the  egg  sac  round  and  round  to  be 
warmed.  When  the  eggs  hatch  after  a  few  weeks,  the  young 
spiders  crawl  out  onto  her  back.  If 
they  fall  off,  they  use  her  legs  as  lad- 
ders to  climb  back. 

In  the  fall,  young  spiders  climb 

27  ' 

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up  the  tallest  grass  and  shoot  out  long  filmy 
threads  of  silk.  Some  of  the  threads  catch  on 
flowers  or  bushes  and  become  bridges.  The 
young  spiders  walk  tightrope  across  the  bridges 
to  still  higher  places,  where  they  send  out  more 
threads.  The  wind  tugs  at  the  threads  until  the 
spiderlings  are  lifted  high  into  the  air.  They  fly  ^ 


over  towns  and  fields,  and  even  across  the  sea  to 
islands  hundreds  of  miles  away.  Wherever  they 
land,  that's  where  they  grow  up. 

Balloon-makers,  rope-makers,  hinge-makers 
and  weavers-spiders,  all  of  them,  and  all  of  them 
spinning  their  silk. 


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Ants  do  not  live  by  themselves,  as  crickets  and 
beetles  and  most  other  bugs  do.  Hundreds  and 
hundreds  of  them  live  together  in  big  ant  cities 
and  divide  up  the  w^ork  to  be  done.  Most  of  their 
cities  are  made  of  passageways  all  joined  together 
and  winding  far  under  the  earth. 

There  are  three  kinds  of  ants  in  every  ant  city  - 
the  egg-laying  females,  the  males, 
and  a  special  group  called  the  work- 
ers. The  workers  are  females,  but 
they  do  not  lay  eggs.  They  do  all  the 
other  work  in  the  city.  Each  kind  of 
ant  is  born  knowing  what  his  life  work  is,  just  as 
it  is  born  with  six  legs  and  a  pair  of  feelers.  Ants 
don't  have  to  be  taught  how  to  do  their  work,  any 
more  than  a  young  spider  has  to  be  taught  how 
to  build  a  web. 

Workers  don't  have  wings,  but  the  males  and 
females  do,  and  they  fly  together  when  they 
mate.  This  is  called  swarming.  What  most  people 

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think  are  a  separate  breed  of  "flying  ants"  are  really  only  the 
males  and  females  at  mating  time. 

When  swarming  is  over,  the  male  drops  to  the  ground  and 
dies,  for  his  work  is  done.  The  female  ant  then  begins  her 
^ork.  She  rubs  her  wings  off  because  she  will  never  need 


*    .1  .  ^" 


them  again.  Then  she  makes  a  nest  in  the  earth  and  lays  some 
eggs.  This  is  the  beginning  of  a  new  city. 

When  the  eggs  hatch,  she  washes  the  larvae  with  her 
tongue  and  feeds  them  the  food  stored  in  her  stomach  and 
^guards  them  from  harm.  These  first  young  ants  are  always 
.tiny  workers,  who  grow  up  in  a  few  weeks  and  begin  keeping 


^ 


house  so  that  the  mother  ant  need  do  nothing  but  lay  milUons 
of  eggs  all  the  rest  of  her  life.  Later,  she  lays  eggs  which  will 
grow  into  males  and  females  as  well  as  workers.  It  is  a  mystery 
even  to  scientists  why  her  eggs  grow  into  different  kinds  of 
ants  at  different  times. 

Ants  grow  up  like  beetles.  They  are  first  eggs,  then  larvae, 
then  pupae.  But  young  ants  can't  look  after  themselves  like 
young  beetles.  Some  of  the  workers  are  nurse- 
maids for  the  young  ants.  They  have  to  feed 
them,  take  them  out  in  the  sun  for  airings,  keep* 
them  clean  and  help  them  change  their  skins 
when  they  grow  too  big  and  burst  them. 

Other  workers  spend  all  their  lives  cleaning 
the  city  and  adding  new  parts  to  it.  Some  of  the 
workers  are  bigger  than  the  others.  They  act  like 
soldiers  and  policemen,  and  guard  the  passages 
day  and  night.  If  danger  comes,  they  run  through 
the  city,  warning  the  other  ants  by  tapping  their  feelers. 
When  they  fight,  they  shoot  streams  of  stinging  liquid  at 
their  enemies  and  bite  them  with  their  sharp  jaws. 

Some  of  the  worker  ants  go  out  to  collect  food.  Ants  like 
many  kinds  of  food,  but  their  favorite  meal  is  a  liquid  called 
honeydew,  which  they  get  by  milking  plant  lice.  The  plant 
lice  make  this  liquid  inside  themselves  when  they  suck  the 


Konat^davti  "cow' 


juices  from  trees,  just  as  cows  make 
milk  from  eating  grass.  An  ant  finds 
a  honeydew  "cow"  and  strokes  her 
gently  with  its  feelers.  The  sweet 
honeydew  comes  out  of  two  little 
tubes  at  the  tip  of  her  body,  and  the 
ant  sucks  it  out.  It  milks  one  cow 
after  another,  till  it  can't  drink  an- 
other drop.  Then  it  goes  back  to  the  city  to  deliver  the  honey- 
dew milk  to  all  the  other  ants.  A  hungry  ant  taps  the  feelers 
of  an  ant  with  food.  They  touch  tongues  and  honeydew 
flows  from  the  full  ant  to  the  hungry  ant. 

Besides  working  hard,  ants  keep 
themselves  very  clean.  Ants'  bodies 
are  covered  with  hair  so  fine  it  is 
hard  to  see.  They  use  their  tongues  as 
sponges  and  their  legs  with  bristles 
and  hooks  as  combs.  Often,  before 
they  go  to  sleep,  or  after  eating,  they 
brush  and  comb  and  wash  themselves  and  each  other  until 
there  isn't  a  speck  of  dirt  left  on  them. 

Though  ants  may  act  like  nursemaids  or  policemen  or 
milkmen  they  aren't  really  a  bit  like  people,  because  they 
can't  think  about  what  they  do,  or  plan  their  work. 

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Sometimes  that's  hard  to  beUevc,  when  you  hear  the  stories 
that  are  told  about  ants. 

For  example-once  upon  a  time,  in  Italy,  some  red  ants 
found  their  way  into  a  house  over  a  window  sill.  The  lady  of 
the  house  didn't  want  them  getting  into  her  sugar,  so  she  put 
some  flypaper  on  the  sill  to  stop  them.  Soon  hundreds  of  ants 
were  caught. 

The  next  morning,  the  lady  couldn't  believe  her  eyes  when 
she  saw  a  line  of  ants  crossing  over  the  paper  and  coming  into 
the  house  again.  She  looked  closer,  and  discovered  that  during 
the  night  the  ants  had  built  a  road  by  dropping  bits  of  earth  on 
the  paper.  They  had  not  let  her  stop  them ! 

Scientists  have  not  yet  been  able  to 
explain  just  exactly  how  ants  can  do 
such  amazing  things.  There  is  still 
so  much  to  learn  about  a  bug's  world. 


h^<p^ 


PHid^kb  (Mvl  BiAjtten^UeA 


All  moths  and  butterflies  have  four  velvety  flying  wings. 
Though  they  fly  slowly,  and  zig-zag  back  and  forth,  they  can 
fly  for  long  distances  without  getting  tired.  Some  butterflies 
often  fly  hundreds  of  miles  south,  to  escape  the  winter. 

Here's  how  you  can  tell  moths  and  butterflies  apart.  Moths 
fly  at  night  and  usually  have  feelers  that  are  feathery.  Butter- 


«99s 


«!: 


flies  fly  in  the  daytime  and  have  feel- 
ers that  have  knobs  on  them. 

Each  family  of  moths  and  each 
family  of  butterflies  is  dressed  in  its 
own  colors  and  patterns,  and  lays 

hundreds  of  eggs  of  its  own  special  shape  on  its  own  special 
kind  of  leaf  or  twig.  The  eggs  hatch  in  about  a  week  and  a 
different  kind  of  caterpillar  comes  out  of  each  kind  of  egg. 

Some  caterpillars  are  as  wooly  as  bears.  Some  have  horns. 
Some  have  bristles  which  sting.  Some  can  wave  their  heads 
in  the  air.  One  caterpillar  has  a  false-face.  It  can  blow  up  the 
front  of  its  body  to  look  like  a  green  snake  with  yellow  eyes. 

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All  caterpillars  can  spin  a  silk  thread  with  the  spinneret 
beneath  their  mouths.  Tent  caterpillars  and  pine  caterpillars 
both  live  in  groups,  in  silk  tents  they  weave  for  themselves. 
When  pine  caterpillars  go  exploring,  they  play  follow  the 
leader.  Each  one  leaves  a  silk  thread  behind,  making  a  ribbon 
which  they  all  follow  home  again. 

Henri  Fabre,  a  French  scientist  who  has  written  wonder- 
ful stories  about  his  insect  friends,  once  tried  an  experiment 
with  some  pine  caterpillars.  He  joined  their  silk  ribbon  end 
to  end  in  a  circle,  and  they  marched  around  it  for  eight  days, 
hardly  ever  stopping.  On  the  eighth  day,  one  caterpillar  fell 
out  of  line  by  accident,  and  found  its  way  home.  Then  slowly 
the  others  followed. 

Bugs  are  born  knowing  how  to  do  many  clever  xhings, 
but  when  tricks  are  played  on  them  they  don't  know  how  to 
figure  things  out  for  themselves  as  people  do. 

A  caterpillar  spends  all  its  days  just  eating.  Like  the 

beetle  larva,  it  may  grow  out  of  five 
bigger  and  bigger  skins.  The  last 
time  it  changes  its  skin,  it  puts  on  its 
new  and  different  pupa  skin  and 
goes  to  sleep. 

Most  kinds  of  moth  caterpillars 
change  into  their  pupa  skins  in  a 


( 


^v 


warm  little  dressing  room  they  make,  called  a 
cocoon.  Cocoons  may  be  of  silk  thread,  or  of 
leaves  sewn  together  with  silk  thread  or  of  earth. 
People  unwind  the  thread  from  the  cocoon  of  the 
silk  moth  to  make  silk  dresses. 

When  a  butterfly  caterpillar  becomes  a  pupa, 
it  doesn't  make  a  cocoon.  Instead,  it  spins  a  silk 
net  on  a  twig  to  give  it  something  to  hold  on  to, 
and  a  silk  rope  to  tie  itself  about  the  middle.  Then 
it  wiggles  out  of  its  old  caterpillar  skin,  which 
has  split  down  the  back.  The  pupa  skin  under- 
neath is  wet  and  sticky,  but  when  it  dries,  it  is 
hard  and  as  waterproof  as  a  raincoat.  Each  kind 
of  butterfly  has  its  own  kind  of  pupa  skin. 

When  the  pupa  skin  splits,  the  moth  or  butter- 
fly climbs  out.  First  it  dries  its  wet  and  wrinkled 
wings,  and  then  pumps  them  full  of  the  greenish 
fluid  which  is  a  bug's  blood.  Then  it  drinks  some 
flower  nectar  with  its  long  sucking  tongue  which 
works  like  a  nosedropper  and  can  be  curled  up 
when  it  is  not  being  used.  After  coming  out  of  its 
pupa  skin,  it  lives  only  a  few  more  weeks. 


a  buW-erfly    ca+erpillar 
cKon9e.s  in+o   \-t-s    pupo  sK\n 


During  that  short  time,  moths  and  butterflies  do  not  grow 
any  more.  They  spend  their  time  fluttering  from  flower  to 
flower,  sipping  the  sweet  juices  and  hving  a  carefree  hfe. 

After  the  females  have  mated,  they  lay  their  eggs  wherever 
the  caterpillars  that  will  hatch  from  the  eggs  can  find  the  food 
they  like  best  to  eat. 

Grown-up  moths  and  butterflies  are  quite  harmless.  It  is 
while  they  are  in  their  caterpillar  stages  that  they  do  damage. 
The  moth  caterpillars  are  the  worst  pests.  They  are  the  ones 
that  tunnel  through  fruit,  and  stalks  of  grain,  and  eat  holes 
in  our  best  woolen  sweaters. 

Moths  and  butterflies  have  many  enemies.  Birds  think 
them  a  juicy  mouthful  and  find  their  colors  easy  to  follow  in 
a  chase.  But  they  each  have  a  way  to  fool  their  enemies  at  such 
times.  A  butterfly's  brightest  colors  are  on  the  top  of  its  wings. 
When  a  butterfly  alights,  it  folds  its  wings  above  its  back  and, 
presto,  the  bright  colors  are  hidden.  Only  the  dull  undersides 
of  the  wings  show,  and  they  match  the  surroundings.  When  a 
moth  rests,  it  folds  its  front  wings  over  the  more  brightly 
colored  rear  ones.  In  that  way,  it  too  becomes  part  of  the  back- 
ground, and  can  escape  the  sharpest  eyes. 


boHerf  ly 
pupae 


mo-hh 
cocoons 


Here  are  some  of  the  moths  and 
butterflies  you  may  meet  some  day. 


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Wasps  and  bees  build  houses  to  protect  their  young.  Some 
wasp  and  bee  mothers  work  all  alone  to  build  separate  nur- 
series for  each  of  their  eggs. 

A  mud-dauber  wasp  builds  small  round  rooms  of  the  mud 
she  collects  from  puddles,  and  lays  an  egg  in  each  one.  She 
fills  each  room  full  of  spiders  which  she  has  stung  to  sleep 
with  her  stinger.  The  spiders  are  still  alive  but  they  can't 
feel  or  move.  That  is  how  a  wasp  keeps  its  food  fresh  until 
it  is  ready  to  be  eaten. 

When  the  egg  hatches  into  a  grub,  it  eats  the  sleeping 
spiders  until  it  is  grown  up  and  able  to  catch 
food  for  itself. 

The  mother  carpenter  bee  makes  a  tunnel  in 
wood.  The  separate  nurseries  for  each  egg  are 
separated  by  walls  which  she  makes  of  sawdust 
mixed  with  her  saliva.  She  leaves  a  tiny  loaf  of 
bee-bread,  made  of  honey  and  pollen,  for  each 
grub  to  eat  until  it  grows  up  and  bores  its  way 
through  to  the  outside  world. 

There  are  other  wasps,  and  also  bees,  who  live 
and  work  together  and  build  large  houses  with 
many  nurseries  for  their  young. 


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carpen-\-er     Vaee 


Wasps  who  live  together  build  tl\eir  houses  of  thin  sheets 
of  paper.  Wasps  have  been  making  paper  much  longer  than 
people  have.  They  shave  off  bits  of  dead  wood  which  they 
chew  to  a  pulp  and  mix  with  the  sticky  saliva  in  their  mouths. 
When  they  spread  this  paste  out,  it  dries  as  paper. 

From  the  outside,  a  paper  wasp's  house  looks  like  a  grey 
balloon  with  a  tiny  opening  for  a  door  at  the  bottom.  Inside, 
it  is  divided  into  layers  called  combs  which  are  suspended 
from  one  another  and  from  the  ceiling  by  strong  paper  pillars. 
Each  comb  is  made  of  many  six-sided  cells,  fitted  tightly  to- 
gether. A  thick  paper  covering  surrounds  all  the  combs.  It 


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protects  the  nest  and  keeps  out  rain  and  cold. 

A  young  mother  wasp  starts  to  build  the  nest  and  makes  a 
comb,  where  she  lays  her  eggs.  The  eggs  hatch  into  grubs 
which  she  feeds  every  day.  They  have  big  sucking  feet  to  hold 
them  in  their  upside-down  cells,  for  if  they  fall  out,  they  have 
no  way  to  get  back,  and  they  die. 

But  the  grubs  that  are  able  to  hold  on,  eat  and  grow  big. 
They  make  paper  caps  for  their  cells  and  go  to  sleep  as  pupae 
inside.  Later  they  creep  out  as  worker  wasps  who  take  over 
die  housekeeping  duties  from  their  mother.  As  the  family 
grows,  they  build  more  combs  inside  the  nest.  Then,  bit  by 
bit,  they  enlarge  the  paper  covering  of  their  nest  by  scraping 
paper  off  the  inside  and  plastering  it  on  the  outside,  and  by 
adding  new  material.  They  catch  insects  and  make  them  into 
a  paste  to  feed  the  newly  hatched  grubs. 

Near  the  end  of  the  summer,  the  mother  wasp  lays  eggs 
which  grow  into  males,  called  drones,  and  females.  The  males 
and  females  mate.  Then,  when  the  cold  weather  comes,  all 
the  wasps  in  the  nest  die  except  the  young  females.  They  sleep 
in  some  cozy  spot  during  the  winter,  and  each  one  may  begin 
a  new  wasp's  nest  in  the  spring. 

Wasps  live  in  their  nests  only  in  the  summertime,  and  they 
do  not  use  an  old  nest  over  again  another  year. 


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Wild  honeybees  live  together  and  build  their  combs  inside 
old  tree  trunks.  People  who  raise  bees  build  small  houses, 
called  hives  in  which  the  bees  make  their  own  combs. 

All  bees'  combs  are  divided  into  six-sided  cells  like  those 
of  wasps,  but  they  are  made  of  wax.  Many  bees  share  in 
building  them  even  from  the  very  beginning.  Worker  bees 
make  wax  inside  themselves  out  of  the  flowering  nectar  and 
pollen  they  eat,  though  no  one  knows  how.  They  squeeze 
the  wax  through  slots  in  their  stomachs  and  chew  the  wax 
and  mix  it  with  saliva.  Then  each  worker  takes  a  turn  at  shap- 
ing the  wax  into  cells. 

There  is  only  one  queen  bee  in  each  hive  and  she  lays  all 
the  eggs,  one  in  each  cell.  When  the  eggs  hatch,  the  worker 
nursemaids  feed  the  grubs  bee-bread  and  keep  them  clean. 

While  the  nursemaids  are  busy  with  the  young  bees,  other 


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workers  fly  busily  back  and  forth  from  the  fields 
of  clover  and  the  flower  gardens.  They  collect 
nectar  with  their  long  tongues  and  make  it  into 
honey  inside  themselves  and  collect  pollen  in  the 
"market  baskets"  on  their  hind  legs.  Still  oJ:her 
workers  pack  the  honey  and  pollen  into  storage 
cells  for  the  bees  to  eat  in  the  wintertime. 

The  male  bees,  called  drones,  do  not  collect  food  and  have 
no  stings  to  defend  themselves.  In  the  fall,  when  the  mating 
season  is  over  and  the  honey  stores  must  be  saved  for  the 
winter,  the  drones  are  driven  from  the  hive  to  die. 

When  the  beehive  gets  too  crowded,  big,  pear-shaped  cells 
are  built  where  the  special  queen  eggs  are  laid.  The  queen 
grubs  which  hatch  from  the  eggs  are  fed  a  special  royal  jelly 
to  make  them  grow  larger  than  all  the  others.  Then,  before 
the  first  grown-up  new  queen  has 
crept  from  her  cell,  the  old  queen, 
who  may  live  for  several  years,  flies 
away  with  workers  to  start  a  new  hive 
somewhere  else.  The  first  young 
queen  to  be  born  becomes  the  new 
mother  of  the  old  hive. 


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There  are  many  other  exciting  bugs.  There's  the  daddy- 
long-legs,  which  has  eight  of  the  longest  legs  of  any  bug. 
There  is  the  millipede,  which  has  dozens  of  legs  yet  runs 
slowly   and  curls   up  into  a   ball   when   it   is 
frightened. 

Perhaps  one  day  you  reached  for  a  twig  -  and 
it  walked  away  from  you.  That  was  a  bug  called 
a  walking  stick. 

Maybe  you've  been  frightened  by  the  fierce 
praying  mantis,  which  is  the  only 
bug  that  can  turn  its  head  about  as 
you  can.  It  doesn't  hurt  people,  but 
it  snatches  hornets  or  beetles  or  bees 
out  of  the  air  with  its  spiny  front 
legs.  In  Japan,  the  praying  mantis  is 
often  tied  to  a  bedpost,  to  catch  mosquitoes  at 
night. 

The  water  strider  can  skate.  Its  legs  skim  over 
the  water  and  its  shadow  chases  behind  it  on  the 
bottom  of  the  pool. 

Then  there  are  the  tiny  tree  hoppers,  which 
have  faces  like  Hallowe'en  masks,  as  you  can  see 


if  you  look  at  them  under  a  magnifying  glass. 

There  is  the  dragonfly,  which  has  legs  but  never  walks. 
It  swoops  through  the  air  at  sixty  miles  an  hour.  It  may  hurt 
if  it  bumps  into  you,  but  it  never  stings  or  bites 
people. 

An  ant  lion  digs  itself  a  pit  in  the  sand  and 
buries  itself  at  the  bottom  with  only  its  jaws 
sticking  out.  When  bugs  slip  down  the  steep 
sloping  sides,  they  are  caught  in  its 
waiting  jaws ! 

The  caddis  fly's  larva  lives  and 
breathes  under  water  like  a  fish.  It 
builds  itself  a  case  for  protection,  out 

of  bits  of  sand  and  shells  and  pebbles  cemented 
together  with'the  silk  it  spins. 

Some  day  you  will  meet  the  bugs  in  this  book 
again,  and  you  will  be  meeting  lots  and  lots  of 
new  bugs,  too.  Perhaps  you  can  discover  their 
secrets  if  you  open  your  eyes  and  ears  and  wait 
and  watch. 


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