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THE SACRED BEETLE
AND OTHERS

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BOOKS BV J. HKNRI FABRE

THE LIFE OF THE SPIDER

THE LIFE OF THE FLY

THE MASON-BEES

BRAMBLE-BEES AND OTHERS

THE HUNTING WASPS

THE LIFE OF THE CATERPILLAR

THE LIFE OF THE GRASSHOPPER

THE SACRED BEETLE AND OTHERS

THE SACRED BEETLE
AND OTHERS

J. HENRI FARRE

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All nder Teixeira de Mattos

fblll .. of thk zoological sociktv op london

WITH A PREFACE BY THE AUTHOR

TORONTO

McClelland, goodchild & stewart. limited

1918

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AUTHOR'S PREFACE

In the building of the nest, the family
safeguard, we see the highest manifestation
of the 1 acuities of instinct. That clever
architect, the bird, teaches us as much; and
the msect, with its still more diverse talents,
repeats the lesson, telling us that maternity
IS the supreme inspirer of instinct. En-
trusted with the preservation of the species,
which is of more importance than the preser-
vation of individuals, maternity awakens in
the drowsiest intelligence marvellous gleams
of foresight; it is the thrice sacred hearth
where are kindled those mysterious psychic
^res which will suddenly burst into flame and
dazzle us with their semblance of infallible
reason. The more maternity asserts itself,
the higher does instinct ascend.

In this respect no creatures are more de-
serving of our attention than the Hy-
menoptera, upon whom the cares of ma-
ternity devolve in their fulness. All these
favourites of instinct prepare board and
lodging for their offspring. They become
master-craftsmen in a host of trades for the

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sake of a family which their faceted eyes will
never behold, but which is nevertheless no
stranger to the mother's powers of foresight.
One turns cotton-spinner and produces cot-
ton-wool bottles; a.iother sets up as a basket-
maker and weaves hampers out of bits of
leaves; a third becomes a mason and builds
rooms of cement and domes of road-metal;
a fourth opens pottery-works, where clay
is kneaded into shapely vases and rounded
pots; yet another goes in for mining and
digs mysterious underground chambers in
the warm, moist earth. A thousand trades
similar to ours and often even unknown
to our industrial system enter into the
preparation of the abode. Next comes the
provisions for the expected nurselings : piles
of honey, loaves of pollen, stores of game,
preserved by a cunning paralysing-process.
In such works as these, having the future of
the family^ for their sole object, the highest
manifestations of instinct are displayed
under the stimulus of maternity.

So far as the rest of the insect race is con-
cerned, the mother's cares are generally most
summary. In the majority of cases, all that
is done is to lay the eggs in a favourable spot,
where the larva, at its own risk and peril,
can find bed and breakfast. With such

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rustic ideas- upon the upbringing of the off-
spring, talents are superfluous. Lycurgus
banished the arts from his republic on the
ground that they were enervating. In like
manner the higher inspirations of instinct
have no home among insects reared in the
ijpartan fashion. The mother scorns the
sweet task of the nurse; and the psychic
prerogatives, which are the best of all,
diminish and disappear, so true is it that,
with animals as with ourselves, the family is
a source of perfection.

While the Hymenoptercn, so extremely

thoughtful of her progeny, fills us with

wonder, the others, which abandon theirs to

the accidents of good luck or bad, must seem

to us, by comparison, of little interest.

1 hese others form almost the whole of the

entomologicJ race; at least, among the

tauna of our country-sides, there is, to my

knowledge, only one other example of insects

preparing board and lodging for their

family, as do the gatherers of honey and the

buriers of well-filled aame-bags.

And, strange to say, these insects vying in
maternal solicitude with the flower-despoi-
ling tribe of Bees are none other than the
Dung-beetles, the dealers In ordure, the
scavengers of the cattle-fouled meadows.

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Author's Preface

We must pass from the scented blossoms of
our flower-beds to the Mule-dung of our
high-roads to find a second instance of de-
voted mothers and lofty instincts. Nature
abounds in these antitheses. What are our
ugliness or beauty, our cleanliness or dirt to
her? Out of filth, she creates the flower;
from a little manure, she extracts the thrice-
blessed grain of wheat.
^ Notwithstanding their disgusting occupa-
tion, the Dung-beetles are of a very respect-
able standing. Their size, which is generally
imposing; their severe and immaculately
glossy attire; their portly bodies, thickset and
compact; the quaint ornamentation of brow
or thorax, all combined makes them cut an
excellent figure in the collector's boxes,
especially when to our home species, oftenest
of an ebon black, we add a few tropical
varieties a-ghtter with gleams of gold and
Washes of burnished copper.

They are the sedulous attendants of our
herds, for which reason several of them are
faintly redolent of benzoic acid, the aromatic
of the Sheepfolds. Their pastoral habits
have impressed the nomenclators, too often
alas, careless of euphony, who this time have
changed their tune and headed their descrip-
tions with such names as Mellbceus, Tityrus,

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Amyntas, Corydon, xMopsus and Alexis.
We find here the whole scries of bucolic ap-
pellations made famous by the poets of
antiquity. Virgil's eclogues have lent their
vocabulary for the Dung-beetles' glorifica-
tion. We should have to go back to the
butterflies with their daintv graces to find
an equally poetic nomenclature. In their
case the epic names of the Iliad ring out,
borrowed from the camps of Greek and
irojan, and perhaps too magnificently
bellicose for those peaceable winded flowers
whose habits in no wise recall the martial
deeds of an Ajax or an Achilles. Much
better-imagined is the bucolic title given to
the Dung-beetles; it tells us the insect's chief
characteristic, its predilection for pasture-
lands. *^

The dung-manipulators have as head of
their line the Sacred Beetle or Scarab, whose
strange behaviour had already attracted the
attention of the fellah in the valley of
the Nile, some thousand years before the
Christian era. As he watered his patch of
onions in the spring, the Eg- ^^ian peasant
would see from time to time at black in-
sect pass close by, hurriedly tru.dling a ball
ot Camel-dung backwards. He would watch
the queer rolling thing in amazement, even

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as^the Provencal peasant watches it to this

fin^V"' (?'!' ^° ^^ surprised when he first

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In the days of the Rameses anH Ti,„.i.
superstition had somethin" „ ^ly ^"1";
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rolls h,s ball from east to west, the direction
|n whjch the world turns. He next buries

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period of a lunary revolution^ This four

progeny. On the twenty-ninth day, which
the msect knows to be that of the con u ction
of the sun and moon and of the birth of he
worW, he goes back to his buried ball ; he d g!
;^ up, opens ,t and throws it into the N f

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frilhrb'air """ '' '""'' '" "--8=

Let us not laugh overmuch at these
Pharaon,c stories: they contain a modicu^

astrology. Moreover, a good deal of the
aught,., wouIH. recoil upon our own science
for the fundametal error of regarding as the
Scarab's cradle the ball which Tve see ro 1 „^
across the elds still lingers in our textS
All he authors who write about the Sacred
Beetle repeat ,t,- the trad' on Las come down
^ us mtact from the fa off days when the
irramids were built.

It is a good thing from time to time to
w,e d the hatchet in the overgrown thi ket
of tradition; ,t ,s well to shake off the yoke

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of accepted Ideas. It is possible that
c eansed o .ts obscuring dross, truth may aJ
last shine forth resplendent, far greater and
more wonderful than the things^ which wf

Z7 ''"f i- i ^''' ^°"^^^''"" harbourld
these rash doubts; and I have no reason to

regret ,t notably in the case of the Scarab

1 o-day r know the sacred pill-roller's story

thoroughly; and the reader shall see how

much more marvellous it is than the tales

handed dowr to us by the old Egyptians.

The early chapters of my investigations

nrn° ?'• ""T"' °^ '"^^'"^^ ' have already
proved, m the most categorical fashion, that
the round pellets rolled hither and thither
along the ground by the insect do not and in'
deed cannot contain germs. They are not
hab,tat,ons for the egg and the grub, they
are provisions which the Sacred Beetle hur-

order Tu^'" ^u""" '^' ""'^^'^^S crowd in
order to bury them and consume them at
leisure m a subterranean dining-room

iN early forty years have elapsed since I
used eagerly to collect the materials to sup-

fir:t?l^";haU"'o?\^',.^^ P,77h7 ifuT'- '°™'""« ^^^
Xt^ues. The remammc, X.. \ Souvenirs enfomo o-

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volume the above wa, written' .^"J' '^V ^°\f^' vvhich
Note. ^""^" ^^ ' preface.— Translator's

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Author's Preface

port my iconoclastic assertions, on the Pla-
teau des Angles, near Avignon; and nothing
has happened to invahdate my statements;
tar from ,t: everything has corroborated
them. The mco.:testable proof came at last
^vhen I obtamed the Scarab's nest, a genuine
nest this time, gathered in such quantities as
1 wished and m some cases even shaped be-
tore my eyes.

I have described my former vain attempts
to find the larva's abode; I hav described
the pitiful failure of my efforts at rearing
under covc^r; and perhaps the reader com-
miserated my woes when he saw me on the
outskirts of the town stealthily anc' in-
gloriously gathering in a paper bag the
aonation dropped by a passing Mule for my
charges. Certainly, as things were, my task
was no easy one. My boarders, who were
great consumers, or more correctly speaking
great wasters, used to beguile the tedium of
captivity by indulging in art for art's sake
in the glad sunshine. Pill followed on pill,
all beautifully rounded, to be abandoned un-
used after a few exercises in rolling. The
heap of provisions, which I had so painfully
acquired in the friendly shadow of the gloam'
ing, w^s squandered with disheartening
rapidity; and there came a time when the

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daily bread failed. Moreover, the stringy
manna failing frcm the Horse and the Mule
IS hardly suited to the mother's work, as I
learnt afterwards. Something more homo-
geneous, more plastic is needed; and this only
the Sheep's somewhat laxer bowels are able
to supply.

In short, though my earlier studies taught
me all about the Scarab's public mainers,
for several reasons they told me noth.ng of
his private habits. The r.est-building pro-
blem remained as obscure as ever. Its solu-
tion demands a good deal more than the
straitened resources of a tovyn and the
scientific equipment of a laboratory. It re-
quires prolonged residence in the country; it
requires the proximity of flocks and he-ds in
the bright sunshine. Given these conditions,
success is assured, provided that one have
zeal and perseverance; and these conditions
I find to perfection in my quiet village.

Provisions, my great difficulty in the old
days, are now to be had for the asking.
Close to my house, Mules pass along the
high-road, on their way to the fields and
back again; morning and evening. Hocks of
Sheep go by, making for the pasture or the
fold; not five yards from my door, my
neighbour's Goat is tethered: I can hear her

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bleating as she nibbles away at her ring of
grass. Moreover, should lood be scarce in
my immediate vicinity, there are always
youthful purveyors who, lured bv visions of
lollipops, arc ready to scour the country to
collect victuals for my Beetles.

I hey arrive, not one but a dozen, bringing
their contributions in the queerest of re-
ceptacles. In this novel procession of gift-
bearers, any concave thing that ch.-nccs to be
handy is employed: the crinvn of ... old hat,
a broken tile, a bit of stove-pipe, the bottom
of a spmning-top, a fragment of a basket, an
old shoe hardened into a sort of boat, at a
pinch the collector's own cap.

" It's prime stu.; this time," their shining
eyes seem to proclaim. "It's something
extra special."

The goods are duly approved and paid
for on the spot, as agreed. To close the
transaction in a fitting manner, I take the
victuallers to the cages and show them the
Beetle rolling his pill. They gaze in wonder
at the funny crea'ure that looks as if it were
playing with its ball; they laugh at its
tumbles and scream with delight at its clumsy
struggles when it comes to grief and lies on
Its back kicking. A charming sight,
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youngsters' cheeks are just beginning to melt
deliciously. Thus the zeal of my little
collaborators is kept alive. There is no fear
of my boarders starving: their larder will be
lavishly supplied.

Who are these boarders? Well, first and
foremost the Sacred Beetle, the chief subject
of my present investigations. Serignan's
long screen of hills might well mark his
extreme northern boundary. Here ends the
Mediterranean flora, whose last ligneous re-
presentatix.s are the arboraceous heather and
the arbutus-tree; and here, in all probability,
the mighty pill-maker, a passionate lover of
the sun, terminates Ms arctic explorations.
He abounds on the ho«- si- 2s facing the
south and in the n.i-row belt of plain
sheltered by that powerful reflector. Ac-
cording to all appearances, the elegant Gallic
Bolboceras and the stalwart Spanish Copris
likevyise stop at this line: for both are as
sensitive to cold as he. To these curious
Dung-beetles, whose private habits arc so
little known, let us add the Gymnopleuri, the
Minotaur, the Geotrupes, the Onthophagi.
They are all welcomed in my cages, for all,
I am convinced beforehand, have surprises in
store for us in the details of their under-
ground business.

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Author's Preface

My cages have a capacity of about a cubic
yard. Except for the front, which is of wire
gau/.e, the whole is made of wood. This
keeps out any excessive rain, the efiiect of
which wou) I be to turn the layer of earth
in my open-air appliances into mud. Over-
great moisture wouK .)c fatal to the priso-
ners, who cannot, in their straitened artificial
demesne, act as they do when at liberty
and prolong their digging indefinitely un-
til they come upon a medium suitable to
their operations. They want soil which Is
porous ami not too dry, though in no danger
of ever becoming muddy. The earth in the
cages therefore is of a sandy character and,
after being sifted, is slightly moistened and
flattened down just enough to prevent any
landslips in the future galleries. Its depth
is barely ten or eleven inches, which is in-
sufficient in certain cases; but those of the
Inmate, who h-ve a fancy for deep galleries,
like the Geotru^es for instances, are well able
to make up horizontally for what is denied
them perpendicularly.

The trellised front has a south aspect and
allows the sun's rays to penetrate right into
the dwelling. The opposite side, which
faces north, consists of two shutters one
above the other. They are movable and

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are kept in place by hooks or bolts. The
op one opens for food to be distributed and

door for ev-eryday use. It is also the en-

succoed m bagg.ng. The bottom shutter
wh.ch keeps the layer of earth in position
s opened only on great occasions, ,!^h n we
V ant to surpnse the insect in its home life
and to ascertam the condition of the progress

the hoard, wh.ch is on hinges, falls- and
a vertical section of the soil i la J 'bare
pving us an excellent opportunity of studvinff
the Dung-beetles' work Our evnminJ^
■s made with the point of a kn fe a„d ""
be conducted with the utmost care In h 3
way we get with precision and without dlffi
culty industrial details which could not aw t
he_obta,ned by laborious digging in"The '^Jn

. ^■"•"th<;less, out-doo' investigations are

ndispensable and often yield far more

■mportant results than anything deri ■ d ft-om

home rear nfT- fr>r- t-u l "*'^*Jrrom

beetles are i:fdiffett ^t^^^Lj^^X

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menf nr „ i """"^ ""^us tempera,

ment or perhaps more cautious, distrus? my

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Author's Preface

boarded palaces and are extremely reluctant
to surrender their secrets. It is only once
in a way that they fall victims to my
assiduous wooing. Besides, if my mena-
gerie IS fo be run properly, I must know some-
thing of what is happening outside, were it
only to find out the right time of year for
my various projects. It is absolutely essen-
tial therefore that our study of the insect
in captivity should be amply supplemented
by observations of its life and habits in the
wild state.

Here an assistant would be very useful
to me, some one with leisure, with a seeing
eye and a simple heart, whose curiosity would
be as unaffected as my own. This helper I
have: such an one indeed as I have never
had before or since. He is a young shep-
herd, a friend of the family. He has read
a little and has a keen desire for know-
ledge so he is not frightened by the terms
bcarabcTus, Geotrupes, Copris or Ontho-
phagus when I name the insects which he
has dug up the day before and kept for me
in a box.

^ At early dawn in the dog-days, when my
insects are busy with their nest-building, you
may see him in the meadows. When night
tails and the heat begins to lessen, he is still

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there; and all day long, till far into the night,
he passes to and fro among the pill-rollers,
who are attracted from every quarter by the
reek of the victuals strewn by his Sheep.
VV ell-posted m the various points of my
entomological problems, he watches events
and keeps me informed. He awaits his op-
portunity; he inspects the grass. With his
knife he lays bare the subterranean cell
which IS betrayed by its little moun ' of earth;
he scrapes, digs and finds; and it all con-
stitutes a glorious ch re from his vague
pastoral musings.

Ah, what splendid mornings we spend to-
gether, in the cool of the day, seeking the
nest of the Scarab or the Copris ! Old Sul-
tan is there, seated on some knoll or other
and keeping an autocratic eye upon the
fleecy rabble. Nothing, not even the crust
which a friend holds out to him, distracts
his attention from his exalted functions.
Certainly he is not much to look at, with his
tangled black coat, soiled with the thousands
of seeds which have caught in it. He is not
a handsome Dog, but what a lot of sense
there is in his shaggy head, what a talent
tor knowing exactly what is permitted and
what forbidden, for perceiving the absence
of some heedless one forgotten behind a dip

Author's Preface

think that he knew the number of Sheep con-
fided to his care, his Sheep, though never a
bone of them comes his way ! He has counted
them from the top of his knoll. One is
missing. Sultan rushes off. Here he comes
bringing the straggler back to the flock!
Lieyer Dog I admire your skill in arith-
mei.c, though I fail to understand how your
crude brain ever acquired it. Yes, old
fellow, we can rely on you ; the two of us,
your master and I, can hunt the Dung-beetle
at our ease and disappear in the copsevvood-
not one of your charges will go astray, not
one Will nibble at the neighbouring vines

It was in this way that I worked, at early
morn, before the sun grew too hot, in
partnership with the young shepherd and our
common fnend Sultan, though at times I was
alone myself sole pastor of the seventy bleat-
ing Sheep. And so the materials were ga-
thered for this history of the Sacred Beetle
and his rivals.

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W Other BeetlTThell , u'';^''"

Tu tS „'bv"'f' "■".'", '"""^J'"^ -ccessron
out turn by turn with books upo„ i„

sects; for the Souvenirs elZoloa. ""

taken t'^K^T "."^'>' ^" '■''i^ ™=' Sal »

Of'th? -f '" ['■°'" ''^'"e exhausted.
Dre;;n. .'^ '"" '^''''•""^ *=' """ke up the

iipiete or m a more or less abbreviated
form, m various interesting illustrated mU
ceanies published indepenlenti o? he cl
f7ceJ,r- u ^"' "^ ""= Author's Pre-

-<1 be7old*n w1 t;tJ" ^"^'fy

Messrs. MacillanYco'ttTuJhr':?
J>^^^.«o,«& .l/„„-. Similarly, the Lxt

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three chapters on the Sacred Beetle, the two
treating of the Spanish Copris, the chapter
on the Onthophagi and Oniticelli and the first
two chapters on the Geotrupes form part of
The Life and Love of the Insect, translated
by myself for Messrs. Adam and Charles
Black and published in America by the Mac-
millan Co. Lastly, The Sisyphus: the In-
stinct of Paternity occurs in Mr. Fisher Un-
wm's Social Life in the Insect U^orld, trans-
lated by Mr. Bernard Miall and published in
America by the Century Co. These chap-
ters are all included in the Collected Edition
by arrangement with the publishers named.
It but remains for me (I regret to say,
for the last time) to express my thanks to
Miss .-ranees Rodwell, my very capable
assistant:, who has done so much to assist me
in preparing this and most of the previous
volumes.

Alexander Teixeira de Mattos.
CHELSEA, 10 September, 191 8.

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CONTENTS

author's preface ...... '**v^

translator's note . w;;;

CHAPTER * * * ^'"

1 THE SACRED BEETLE . . . i

H THE SACRED BEETLE IN CAPTIV-

'^^ 41

m THE SACRED BEETLE: THE BALL 6o

IV THE SACRED BEETLE: THE PEAR 8o

V THE SACRED BEETLE: THE MOD-
ELLING lOr

VI THE SACRED BEETLE: THE LARVA II9
VII THE SACRED BEETLE: THE

NVMPH; THE RELEASE . . 138
VIII THE BROAD-NECKED SCARAB;

THE GYMNOPLEURI . . .'162
IX THE SPANISH COPRIS : THE LAY-
ING OF THE EGGS . . .184
X THE SPANISH COPRIS: THE HAB-
ITS OF THE MOTHER . . . 215

XI ONTHOPHAGI AND ONITICELI I . 248

Contents

CHAPTER p^gg

XH THE GEOTRUPES: THE PUBLIC

HEALTH 272

Xni THE GEOTRUPES: NEST-BUILDING 292

XIV THE GEOTRUPES: THE LARVA . 317

XV THE SISYPHUS : THE INSTINCT OF

PATERNITY 336

XVI THF LUNARY COPRIS; THE BISON

OTITIS 355

XVII THE BULL ONTHOPHAGUS: THE

CELL ....... 3'7y

XVIII THE BULL ONTHOPHAGUS: THE

LARVA; THE NYMPH . . . 402
tNDEX 421

CHAPTER I

THE SACRED BEETLE

J T happened like this. There were five or
SIX of us : myself, the oldest, officially their
master but even more their friend and com-
rade; they, lads with warm hearts and ioyous
imaginations, overflowing with that youthful
vitality which makes us so enthusiastic and so
eager for knowledge. We started off one
morning down a path fringed with dwarf
elder and hawthorn, whose clustering blos-
soms were already a paradise for the Rose-
chafer ecstatically drinking in their bitter
perfumes. We talked as we went. We
were going to see whether the Sacred Beetle
had yet made his appearance on the sandy
plateau of Les Angles,^ whether he was roll-
1.- T that pellet of dung in which ancient Egypt
beneld an image of the world; we were going
to find out whether the stream at the foot of
the hill was not hiding under its mantle of
duckweed young Newts with gills like tiny

\A village in the department of the Card, facine
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branches of coral; whether that pretty little
fish of our rivulets, the Stickleback, had
donned his wedding scarf of purple and blue;
whether the newly arrived Swallow was skim-
ming the meadows on pointed wing, chasing
the Crancflics, who scatter their eggs as they
c'ance through the air; if the Eyed Lizard
was sunning his blue-speckled body on the
threshold of a burrow dug in the sandstone;
If the Laughing Gull, travelling from the sea
in the wake of the legions of fish that ascend
the Khone to mdt in its waters, was hovering
in his hundreds over the river, ever and anon
uttering his cry so like a maniac's laughter;
if . . . but that will do. To be brief, let us
say that, like good simple folk who find plea-
sure in all living things we were off to spend
a morning at the most wonderful of festivals,
life s springtime awakening.

Our expectations were fulfilled. The
Stickleback was dressed in his best: his scales
w-ould have paled the lustre of silver; his
throat was flashing with the brightest ver-
milion. On the approach of the great black
Horse-leech, the spines on his back and sides
started up, as though worked bv a spring. In
the face of this resolute attitude, the bandit
turns tail and slips ignominiously down
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W^.' "■ ^ m""'^"' ^'"^"^^' ♦''nd other
Water-sna.ls - were sucking in the air on the

surface of the water. TheMydrophilus and
her h,j,o,3 ,3 ^^^^^ y^. P s and

as ^hcv'n "'"/ ^^-"' --"«-« ^ neck or two

seem?7 r^- ^^' ^^"^'^^ ^'•^' ^ ^'d not

vhTn Z7-" ""'"' '^- ^^"^ '^'^ "^ I^-^v-e the

to hJ^^? T ''''u" '"^ ^''''"^^^■•- "P the Muff
to the plateau above us. L'n there Shceo

are grax.n^ and Horses being excrci'sed f .?
he app,,,h,ng races, while all are distribu'

tmg manna to the enraptured Dung-bcetles
ilcre are the scavengers at work, the

Beetles whose proud mission it is to purge the
O.I oMts fdth. One would never we'rv of

adm.nng the variety of tools wherewith they

are supplied, whether for shifting, cutting un

and shap.ng the stercoral matter or Wex^
cavating deep burrows in which they Jdl
seclude themselves with their booty ^ T
equipment resembles a technical museum

ente" T^ ,^'^^'"?--P'— t is re ,7-
frZlu '"^'"^"/hmgs that seem copied
from those appertaming to human industry

^Tiht w.n '" "'■'^'"'' ' 'yP' ^hat they

ventionl ""^^ " " "^'"''^ ^^^ -- --

The Spanish Copris carries on his fore-

head a powerful pointed horn, curved bark-

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wards, like the long blade of a mattock. In
addition to a similar horn, the Lunary Copris
has two strong spikes curved like a plough-
share, springing from the thorax, and also,
between the two, a jagged protuberance
which docs duty as a wide rake. Bubas
buballs and B. bison, both exclusively
Mediterranean species, have their forehead
armed with two stout diverging horns, be-
tween which juts a horizontal dagger, sup-
plied by the corselet. Minotaiirus typha'tis
carries on the front of his thorax three
ploughshares, which stick straight out,
parallel to one another, the side ones longer
than the middle one. The Bull Onthapha-
gus has as his tool two long curved pieces
that remind us of the horns of a Bull; the
Cow OnthaphntTus, on the other hand, has a
two-pronged lork standing erect on his flat
head. Even the poorest have, either on
their head or on their corselet, hard knobs
that make implements which the patient in-
sect can turn to good use, notwithstanding
their bluncness. All are supplied with a
shovel, that is to say, they have a wide, flat
head with a sharp edge; all use a rake, that
is to say, they collect materials with their
toothed fore-legs.

As some sort of compensation for their

The Sacred Beetle
unsavoury task, several of them give out *
powerful scent of musk, while thdrbdles
shme hke polished metal. The S"

Deneath the Stercoraelous Geotrupes has a

belly of amethystine violet. But Kcnerallv

he.r colourmg is black. The Dunrbee les

m gorgeous raiment, those veritable Jivn^

gems, belong to the trooics I 'n? r ^

S?:rtii"a '-is

Cow" • ofT'^ '"^- S^^g^'nl'ia bof«"of
".opres of a metallic red, rich a« ,h,. c
copper and ruby-bright. Th D gb ,i:
of our chmes cannot flaunt such Jewell J^
but .they are no less remarkable Z'l^r

inc from /h. ') '' adventurers hurry,

ing from the four corners of the earth dis-

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cl;TeriVs'':p4ro^f t •''"'-'" v°

There are son,:M:!' bl ' „TeT" n" ,V
and scrape the surface; there ar others th
d.g themselves galleries in the thick of the
heap, ,n search of choice veins; some work

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the lower stratum and bury their spoil with-
out delay in the ground just below; others
again, the smallest, keep on one side and
crumble a morsel that has slipped their way
during the mighty excavations of their more
powerful fellows. Some, newcomers and
doubtles the hungriest, consume their meal on
the spot; but the greater number dream of
accumulating stocks that will allow them to
spend long days in affluence, down in some
safe retreat. A nice, fresh patch of dung
is not found just when you want it, in the
barren plains overgrown with thyme ; a wind-
fall of this sort is as mama from the sky
only fortune's favourites receive so fair a
portion. Wherefore the riches of to-day
are prudently hoarded for the morrow.
The stercoraceous scent has carried the glad
tidings half a mile around; and all have
hastened up to get a store of provisions. A
few laggards are still arriving, on the wing
or on foot.

Who is this that comes trotting towards
the heap, fearing lest he reach it too late?
His long legs nwe with awkward jerks, as
though driven by some mechanism within
his belly; his little red antennae unfurl their
fan, a sign of anxious greed. He is coming,
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The Sacred Beetle

banqueters sprawling. It is the Sacred
i'eetle, clad all in black, the biggest and most
famous of our Dung-beetles. Behold him
at table, beside his fellow-guests, each of
whom is giving the last touches to his ball
with the flat of his broad fore-legs or else en-
riching it with yet one more layer before re-
tiring to enjoy the fruit of his labours in
peace. Let us follow the construction of the
famous ball in all its phases.

The clypcus, or shield, that is, the edge of
the broad, flat head, is notched with six an-
gular teeth arranged in a semicircle. This
constitutes the tool for digging and cutting
up, the rake that lifts and casts aside the un-
nutritious vegetable fibres, goes for some-
thing better, scrapes and collects it. A
choice is thus made, for these connoisseurs
differentiate between one thing and another,
making a rough selection when the Beetle is
occupied with his own provender, but an ex-
tremely scrupulous one when it is a case of
constructing the maternal ball, which has a
central cavity in which the egg will hatch.
Then every scrap of fibre is conscientiously
rejected and only the stercoral quintessence is
gathered as the material for building the in-
ner layer of the cell. The young larva, on
issuing from the egg, thus finds in the very

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walls of its lodging a food of special delicaqr
which strengthens its digestion and enables
it afterwards to attack the coarse outer
layers.

Where his own needs are concerned, the
Beetle is less particular and contents himself
with a very general sorting. The notched
shield then does its scooping and digging, its
casting aside and scraping together more or
less at random. The fore-legs play a mighty
part in the work. They are flat, bow-
shaped, supplied with powerful nervures and
armed on the outside with five strong teeth.
If a vigorous effort be needed to remove
an obstacle or to force a way through the
thickest part of the heap, the Dung-beetle
makes use of his elbows, that is to say, he
flings his toothed legs to right and left and
clears a semicircular space with an energetic
sweep. Room once made, a different kind
of work is found for these same limbs: they
collect armfuls of the stuff raked together by
the shield and push it under the insect's belly,
between the four hinder legs. These are
formed for the turner's trade. They are
long and slender, especially the last pair,
slightly bowed and finished with a very
sharp claw. They are at once recognized
as compasses, capable of embracing a globu-

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lar body in their curved branches and of
verifying ar correcting its shape. Their
function is, fact, to fashion the ball.

Armful by armful, the material is heaped
up under the belly, between the four legs,
which, by a slight pressure, impart their own
curve to it and give it a preliminary outhne.
Then, every now and again, the rough-hewn
pill is set spinning between the four branches
of the doube pair of spherical compasses; it
turns under the Dung-beetle's belly until it is
rolled into a perfect ball. Should the sur-
face layer lack plasticity and threaten to peel
off, should some too-stringy part refuse to
yield to the action of the lathe, the fore-legs
touch up the faulty places; their broad
paddles pat the ball to give consistency to
the new layer and to work the recalcitrant
bits into the mass.

Under a hot sun, when time presses, one
stands amazed at the turner's feverish
activity. And so the work proceeds apace:
what a moment ago was a tiny pellet is now
a ball the size of a walnut; soon it will be the
size of an apple. I have seen some gluttons
manufacture a ball the size of a man's fist.
This indeed means food in the larder for
days to come !

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next thing is to withdraw from the fray and
transport the victuals to a suitable place.
Here the Scarab's most striking character-
istics begin to show themselves. Straight-
way he begins his journey; he clasps his
sphere with his two long hind-legs, whose
terminal claws, planted in the mass, serve as
pivots; he obta'ns a purchase with the middle
pair of legs; and, with his toothed fore-arms,
pressing in turn upon the ground, to do duty
as levers, he proceeds with his load, he him-
self moving backvvards, body bent, head
down and hind-quarters in the air. The
rear legs, the principal factor in the me-
chanism, are in continual movement back-
wards and forwards, shifting the claws
to change the axis of rotation, to keep the
load balanced and to push it along by
alternate thrusts to right and left. In this
way, the ball finds itself touching the ground
by turns with every point of its surface, a
process which perfects Its shape and gives
an even consistency to its outer layer by
means of pressure uniformly distributed.

And now to work with a will ! The thing
moves, it begins to roll; we shall get there,
though not without difficulty. Here is a first
awkward place : the Beetle Is wending his way
athwart a slope and the heavy mass tends

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to follow thf^ incline; the insect, however, for
reasons best known to itself, prefers to cut
across this natural road, a bold project which
may be brought to naught by a false step
or by a grain of sand which disturbs the
balance of the load. . The false step is made •
dovvn goes the ball to the bottom of the
valley; and the insect, toppled over by the
shock, IS lying on its back, kicking, "it is
soon up agam and hastens to harness itself
once more to its load. The machine works
better than ever. But look out, you dunder-
head. Im)Uow the dip of the valley: that
will save labour and mishaps; the road is
good and level; your ball will roll quite
easily. Not a bit of it! The Beetle pre-
pares once again to mount the slope that has
already been his undoing. Perhaps it suits
him to return to the heights. Against that
1 have nothing to say: the Scarab's judgment
IS better than mine as to the advisability of
keeping to lofty regions; he can see farther
than I can in these matters. But at least
take this path, which will lead vou up by
a gentle incline ! Certainly not; Let him
tind himself near some very steep slope, im-
possible to climb, and that is the very path
which the obstinate fellow will choose.
INow begins a Sisyphean labour. The ball,

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that enormous burden, is painfully hoisted,
step by step, with infinite precautions, to
a ceriain height, always backwards. We
wonder by what miracle of statics a mass of
this size can be kept upon the slope. Oh!
An ill-advised movement frustrates all this
toil: the ball rolls down, dragging the
Beetle with it. Once more the heights are
scaled and another fall is the sequel. The
attempt is renewed, with greater skill this
time at the difficult points; a wretched grass-
root, the cause of the previous falls, is care-
fully got over. We are almost there; but
steady now, steady! It is a dangerous
ascent and the merest trifle may yet ruin
everything. For see, a leg slips on a smooth
hit of gravel ! Down come ball and Beetle,
all mixed up together. And the insect begins
over again, with indefatigable obstinacy.
Ten times, twenty times, he will attempt the
hopeless ascent, until his persistence van-
quishes all obstacles, or until, wisely recogni-
zing the futility of his efforts, he adopts the
level road.

The Scarab does not always push his
precious ball alone: sometimes he takes a
partner; or, to be accurate, the partner takes
him. This is the way in which things usu-

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ally happen: once his ball is ready, a Dung-
bee le issues from the crowd and leaves the
workyard, pushing his prize backwards. A

hardly begun, abruptly drops his work and
runs to the moving ball, to lend a hand to
the lucky owner, who seems to accept th°
proffered a.d kindly. Henceforth the t w ;

n h li: P'T^'^'P' ^'-^^h does his bes tto
push the pellet to a place of safety. W s
a ompact really concluded in the workvard

n^Th uu °"f '"'"' ^"'^^'"g ^"d mould-
ing the ball, was the other tapping rich veins

hem"tV?h''^"^' ^'^'^^ "^^'--^ -d "j
them to the common store ? I have never

observed any such collaboration; I have

with'hir" ^^^'^P-g-l'-^ie occupied sojy

V th h.s own affairs in the works. The

Ia.t-comer, therefore, has no acquired

Can it then be a partnership between the

Thrush; ' 7''^ '"^^"''"^ ''^^' "P h--

I thought .o for a time. The two Beetles

b"l wi th":n °r/^''"'' P"^^'"^^ ^he hea^;
ball with equal fervour, reminded me of a

song which the hurdy-gurdies used To gr nd
out some years ago: ^

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Pour tnontcr notre menage, he las! comment

ferons-nous?
Toi devant ct moi derriere, nous pousserons

le tonneau.^

The evidence of the scalpel compelled me
to abandon my belief in this domestic idyll.
There is no outward difference between the
two sexes in the Scarabaei. I therefore dis-
sected the pair of Dung-beetles engaged in
trundling one and the same ball; and they
very often proved to be of the same sex.

Neither community of family nor com-
munity of labour! Then what is the motive
for this apparent partnership? It is purely
and simply an attempt at robbery. The
zealous fellow-worker, on the false plea of
lending a helping hand, cherishes a plan
to purloin the ball at the first opportunity.
To make one's own ball at the heap means
hard work and patience; to steal one ready-
made, or at least to foist one's self as a guest,
is a much easier matter. Should the owner's
vigilance slacken, you can run away with his
property; should you be too closely watched,
you can sit down to table uninvited, plead-

1 " When you and I start housekeeping, alas, what shall
we do?
You in front and I behind, we'll shove the tub
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ing services rendered. It is " Heads I win,
ta.ls you lose m these tactics, so that pillage
s practised as one of the most lucrative of
trades Some go to work craftily, in the
way which [ have described: thl'v come
to the aid of a comrade who has not the least
Trli ^h^^"^ /^nd hide the most barefaced
greed under the cloak of charitable assist-
ance Others, bolder perhaps, more con-
^dent m th.ir strength, go straight to thei.
goal and commit robbery with violence

Scenes are constantly happening such as
this: a Scarab goes off, peacefully, bv him-
self, ro ling his ball, his lawful property
acquired by conscientious work. Another
comes Hying up I know not whence, drops
down heavily folds his dingy v, ings under
their cases and, with the back of his toothed
tore-arms, knocks over the owner, who is
powerless to ward off the attack in his
awkward position, harnessed as he is to his
property. While the victim struggles to his
teet, the other perches himself atop the ball
the best position from which to repel an
assailant. With his fore-arms crossed over
his breast, ready to hit back, he awaits
fu^"u „ ^'^f. dispossessed one moves round
the ball, seeking a favourable spot at which
to make the assault; the usurper spins round

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on the roof of the citadel, facing his opponent
all the time. If the latter raise himsi-lt in
order to scale the wall, the robber gives him
a blow that stretches him on his back. Safe
at the top of his fortress, the besieged Beetle
could foil his adversary's attempts in-
definitely if the latter did not change his
tactics. He turns sapper so as to reduce the
citadel with the garrison. The ball, shaken
from below, totters and begins rolling, carry-
ing with it the thieving Dung-beetle, who
makes violent efforts to maintain his position
on the top. This he succeeds in doing —
though not InvariaLly — thanks to hurried
gymnastic feats which land him higher on the
ball and make up for the ground which he
loses by its rotation. Should a false move-
ment bring him to earth, the ch:"-^"s become
equal and the struggle turns into u .v'resding-
match. Robber and robbed grapple with
each other, breast to breast. Their legs lock
and unlock, their joints intertwine, their horny
armour clashes and grates with the rasping
sound of metal under the file. Then the one
who succeeds in throwing his opponent and
releasing himself scrambles to the top of the
ball and there takes up his position. The
siege is renewed, now by the robber, now by
the robbed, as the chances of the hand-to-hand

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conflict may decree. The former, a brawny
desperado, no novice at the game, olten has
the best of the light. 'I'hen, after two or
three unsuccessful attempts, the defeated
Beetle wearies and returns philosophically to
the heap, to make himself a new pellet.
As for the other, with all fear of a surprise
attack at an end, he harnesses himself to the
con(]uered ball and pushes it whither he
pleases. I have sometimes seen a third thief
appear upon the scene and rob the robber.
Nor can I honestly say that I was sorry.

I ask myself in vain what Proudhon ^
introduced into Scaraba-an morality the da-
ring paradox that " property means plunder,"
or what diplomatist taught ' • Dung-beetle
the savage maxim that " m.^ht is right."
I have no data that would enable me to trace
the o-igin of these spoliations, which have
become a custom, of this abuse of strength
to capture a lump of ordure. All that I can
say is that theft is a general practice among
the Scarabs. These dung-rollers rob one
another with a calm effrontery which, to my
knowledge, is without a parallel. I leave it
to future observers to elucidate this curious

1 Pierre Joseph Proudhon (1809-1865), the French
socialist, author of Qu'est-ce que la pr-)pr'ute? etc.— Trans-
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problem in animal psycholo^ry and I go back
to the two partners rolling their ball in con-
cert.

Hut first let me dispel a current error in the
text-books. 1 find in M. £mile Blanchard's *
magniticent work, Metamorphoses, mdurs
et instincts ties insect cs, the following pas-
sage :

" Sometimes our insect is stopped by an in-
surmountable obstacle; the ball has fallen
into a hole. At such moments the Atcuchus '^
gives evidence of a really astonishing grasp
of the situation as well as of a system of
ready communication between individuals of
the same species which is even more remark-
able. Recognizing the impossibility of coax-
ing the ball out of the hole, the Ateuchus
seems to abandon it and Hies away. If you
are sufficiently endowed with that great and
noble virtue called patience, stay by the for-
saken ball: after a while, the Ateuchus will
return to the same spot and will not return
alone; he will be accompanied by two, three,
four or five companions, who will all alight
at 'he place indicated and will combine their

1 fimile Blanchard (b. 1819), a French naturalist, best
known by his works on entomology. — Translator's Sote.

2 The Scaraba:! also bear the name of Ateuchus. — Aw
thor's Note.

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been to fetch reinforcements; and this ex

cJry fields, to see several Ateuchi joininc in
the removal of a single ball." ^

str'uctin?^r'?^ir7 f^^^^rius;^ while con-
structing the ball of dung destined to con-

h stroVeT ^''l' ^^"•'"^^ ' ^"'^'' -hence
aided P- V ' ^u "^ ''"^^ ^° "f'-'^et it un-
aided. landing that she was wasting her
time in vam efforts, she ran to a neighbour
-.' heap of manure to fetch three inlv d J
of her own species, who, uniting their
strength to hers, succeeded in x.\lv,^
»-hp Koii c I ^"«->-ccutu in withdrawing

the ball from the cavity into which it had
fa len and then returned to their manure to
continue their work." "t"ure to

I crave a thousand pardons of my il-

'Mann Karl Wilhelm Illiger (n-,. ,9,,^ ^
naturalist, editor of a MnanJ^ r- P^,^^'' ^ German
thor of Prodromuss^st]m^^;i ^"'' ^"f.^'^^'nkunde and au-
Translator's nZc '^"""''"' ^'^"imahum et avium, etc.-

latL'^rtrtredl^'^ffeTut" %P""«\^«'« -"'y -
ge«s, he also rout X^,' ^rd^nf^uJ'A '^'^ "^^ '"«"
very general, even n the nnr.i? *^V pymnopleurus is

is hardly eve'r found a vay from the Vh " "^Tf '""^ '""'
liMin.— Author's Note. ^ '''°'^" °^ ^^^ Mcditer-

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lustrious master, M. Blanchard, but things
certainly do not happen as he says. To
begin with, the two accounts are so much alike
that they must have had a common origin,
llliger, on the strength of observations not
continuous enough to deserve blind confi-
dence, put forward the case of his Gymno-
pleurus; and the same story was repeated
about the Scarabaei because it Is, in fact,
quite usual to see two of these insects oc-
cupied together either in rolling a ball or in
getting it out of a troublesome place. But
this cooperation in no way proves that the
Dung-beetle who found himself in difficulties
went to requisition the aid of his mates.
1 have had no small measure of the patience
recommended by M. Blanchard; I have lived
laborious days in close intimacy, if I may say
so, with the Sacred Beetle; I have done every-
thing that I could think of in order to enter
into his ways and habits as thoroughly as
possible and to study them from life; and I
have never seen anything th suggested
either nearly or remotely the a of com-
panions summoned to lend assistance. As I
shall presently relate, I have subjected the
Dung-beetle to far more serious trials than

that of getting his ball into a hole; I ha
confronted him with much graver difficult

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help; and never did m ""''."^^^^ "^^^ of
denre nf ( f, ""^ ^y" ^^tect any evi-

robbed and BTetle, . Ik ™ '"" '^'=«l"
more If n „„"k ^°';'""8 ^"^ ""thing

around *e\r 'pill.t tTn^X ^^^^^^

of Scarabaeit„*:J"rrr„;^He""st:
ball ,v,th th,ev,ng intentions has given ,1

"nd''':\aid:'",;;erct":!b: "''''=" '°

responsible for tbr;:rnsfot"t7or"of tb:
bold highwayman nto a helnf.,1 . •

ftnd?; tn[f "'^ «-^ ^^ -X'-

-v;e:°,^*rir;-«t-; '•: -• '-

combined with an ev .n J ^ • ''^"^t'on,
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sist on my point. What I Are we to believe
that a Beetle in distress will conceive the idea
of going in quest of help? We are to
imagine him flying off and scouring the
country to find fellow-workers on some patch
of dung; when he has found them, we are
to suppose that he addresses them, in some
sort of pantomime, by gestures with his
antennae more particularly, in some such
words as these :

" I say, you fellows, my load's upset in
a hole over there; come and help me get it
out. I'll do as much for you one day! "

And we are to believe that his comrades
understand ! And, more incredible still, that
they straightway leave their work, the pellet
which they have just begun, the beloved pill
exposed to the cupidity of others and certain
to be filched in their absence, and go to the
help of the suppliant! I am profoundly in-
credulous of such unselfishness; and my in-
credulity is confirmed by what I have wit-
nessed for years and years, not in glass-cases
but in the very places where the Scarab works.
Apart from its maternal solicitude, in which
respect it is nearly always admirable, the in-
sect cares for nothing but itself, unless it lives
in societies, like the Hive-bees, the Ants and
the rest.

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But let me end this digression, which is
excused by the importar- of the subject. I
was saying that a Sacrea ceetle, in possession
of a ball which he is pushing backwards, is
often joined by another, who comes hurrying
up to lend an assistance which is anything but
disinterested, his intention being to rob his
companion if the opportunity present itself.
Let us call the two workers partners,
though tht is not the proper name for
them, seeing that the one forces himself upon
the other, who probably accepts outside help
only for fear of a worse evil. The meeting,
by the way. is absolutely peaceful. The
owner of the ball does no. cease work for
an instant on the arrival of the newcomer;
and his uninvited assistant seems animated by
the best intentions and sets to work on the
spot. The way in which the two partners
harness themselves differs. The proprietor
occupies the chief position, the place of
honour: he pushes at the rear, with his hind-
legs in the air and his head down. His sub-
ordinate is in front, in the reverse posture,
head up, toothed arms on the ball, long hind-
legs on tl.e ground. Between the two, the
ball rolls along, one driving it before him,
the other pulling it towards him.

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very harmonious, the more so as the assistant
has his back to the road to be traversed, while
the owner's view is impeded by the load.
The result is that they are constantly having
accidents, absurd tumbles, taken cheerfully
and in good part: each picks himself up
quickly and resumes the same position as be-
fore. On level ground, this system of trac-
tion does not correspond with the dynr-^nic
force expended, through lack of precision in
the combined movements: the Scarab at the
back would do as well and better if left to
himself. And so the helper, having given
a proof of his good-will at the risk of throw-
ing the machinery out of gear, now decides
to keep still, without letting go of the precious
ball, of course. He already looks upon that
as his: a ball touched is a ball gained. He
won't be so silly as not to stick to it : the other
might give him the slip!

So he gathers his legs flat under his belly,
encrusting himself, so to speak, on the ball
and becoming one with it. Henceforth, the
whole concern — the ball and the Beetle
clinging to its surface — is rolled along by
the ettorts of the lawful owner. The in-
truder sits tight and lies low, heedless
whether the load pass over his body, whether
he be at the top, bottom or side of the roll-

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ing ball. A queer sort of assistant ho gets

But a steep ascent heaves in sight and nives
h,m a t,„e part to play. He tLs thcS
now holdmg up the heavy mass with his

00 hed arms, while his mate seeks a pu !
hasc m order to ho.st the load a little higher

ftort's' Te r' ^r^'"'''""" °f »c!l.dirccted

Mow n,.h- t'l"''"™ e^W'"& t'"= one
be ow pushmg, I have seen a couple mount
hills which would have been too much Tr a
single porter, however persevering Bui^
imes of difficulty not all show the fame "ea
there are some who, on awkward^ slopes'
where their assistance is most needed seem
blissfully unaware of the trouble. Wh le th^
unhappy Sisyphus exhausts himself „ a,

"^mpts to get oyer the bad part, the other
^,,">' "'^ves h™ ,„ ;,^ Jbedded in the
ban, he rolls down with it if it comes to grief
a?resh. °'"'' "P "'"^ '" -'■^" 'hey f.n

1 have often tried the following e\periment
on the two partners in order to judjre tTeir

preaicament Suppose them to be on level
ground, number two seated motionless on the
ball, number one busy pushing. Without

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disturbing the latter, I nail the ball to the
ground with a long, strong pin. It stops
suddenly. The Beetle, unaware of my
perridy, doubtless believes that some natural
obstacle, a rut, a tuft of couch-grass, a
pebble, bars the way. He redoubles his
efforts, struggles his hardest; nothing hap-
pens.

" What can the matter be? Let's go and
see."

The Beetle walks two or three times round
his pellet. Discovering nothing to account
for its immobility, he returns to the rear
and starts pushing again. The ball remains
stationary.

" Let's look up above."

The Beetle goes up to find nothing but his
motionless colleague, for I had taken care to
drive in the pin so deep that the head dis-
appeared in the ball. He explores the whole
upper surface and comes down again.
Fresh thrusts are vigorously applied in front
and at the sides, with the same absence of
success. There is not a doubt about it : never
before was Dung-beetle confronted with such
a problem in inertia.

Now is the time, the very time, to claim
assistance, which is all the easier as his mate
is there, close at hand, squatting on the

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summh of the ball. Will the Scarab rouse
him? \\ ,11 he talk to him like this:

What are you doing there, lazybones?
W and look at the thing: it's broken

th^u'^'h ^T" '^^' ^' ^«" ^"ythlng of
nn h L M^"'"-^ ''' ^'"^ ^^^^^'b' shaking^he
unshakable, mspecting his stationary ma!
chine on every side, while all this time his

ever, the lat er becomes aware that some-
thmg unusual ,s happening; he is apprised
of It by h,s mate's restless tramping and by
the immob.hty of the ball. He comes down!

chine. Double harness does no better than
in^le harness. This is beginning to Wk
serious. J he l.ttle fans of the Beetles' an-
tennae open and shut, open again, betraying
by their agitation acute anxiety. Then a
stroke of genius ends the perplexity:
VVho knows what's underneath > "

and rLir^-'"''' '"'P^^'"'"^ ^^^°^^' '^' ball;
troteihere'^' ""^"'^'^ '' «"" ^^- ^^^

" We must make a hole in the ball and

rs-=?s»iirv»!

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pull out that skewer which is holding it
down."

This most elementary of all proceedings
and one so easy to such expert diggers was
not adopted, was not even tried. The Dung-
beetle was shrewder than man. The two
colleagues, one on this side, one on that, slip
under tht ball, which begins to slide up the
pin, getting higher and higher in proportion
as the living wedges make their way under-
neath. The clever operation is made pos-
sible by the softness of the material, which
gives easily and makes a channel under
the head of the immovable stake. Soon
the pellet is suspended at a height equal to
the thickness of the Scarabs' bodies. The
rest is not such plain sailing. The Dung-
beetles, who at first were lying flat, rise
gradually to their feet, still pushing with their
backs. The work becomes harder and
harder as the legs, in straightening out,
lose their strength; but none the less they
do it. Then comes a time when they can
no longer push with their backs, the limit
of their height having been reached. A
last resource remains, but one much less
favourable to the development of motive
power. This is for the insect to adopt one
or other of its postures when harnessed to

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n,ade by our stake is r'.plirlTj'lXt

being suspended aTl I, T'^ I"''' "^s by
ehe Lecfs fu^ sertu^e'^'S'tht^se^r '

tben, by -isinHhe ^L ^.hT s":„\t
Its use ^ ^° '''"^'""^ ^' 5 labours.

fin^dsj;tro;fc:."^5^,r:-i,'r

passed, he felt the ball touch h,Lck t

n~'Ce"^lt^^T"'^ ""' ^""^

rounds his shoulders, as onr^Tght'L 'aTd

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shoves the pellet upwards. When his
shoulders no longer avail, he works with his
legs, now upright, now head downwards.
.There is a fresh pause, accompanied by fresh
signs of unea:;iness, when tlie limit of exten-
sion is reached. Thereupon, without dis-
tu"bing the creature, we place a second little
stone on the top of the first. With the aid
of this new step, which provides a fulcrum
for its leyers, the insect pursues its task.
Thus adding story upon story as required,
I have seen the Scarab, hoisted to the
summit of a tottering pile three or four
fingers'-breadth in height, persevere in his
work until the ball was completely detached.
Had he some vague consciousness of the
service performed by the gradual raising of
the pedestal ? T venture to doubt it, though
he cleverly toi advantage of my platform
of little stone . As a matter of fact, if the
very elementuiy idea of using a higher sup-
port in order to reach something placed
above one's grasp were not beyond the
Beetle's comprehension, how is it that, when
there are two of them, neither thinks of lend-
ing the other his back so as to raise him by
that much and make it possible for him to go
on working? If one helped the other in
this way, they could reach twice as high.

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alone and seem V„ht' '""''" " '^ ^^ "'^^

stoppa..eTh ;h rfr "n^ artiricially a
1 H-^Kc wnicn Is not rea V verv HiH,.r,.««.

irrcmilnrlflM „( »i, rnousancl and one

behT.rn 'he ground; and the Beetle

h V b h" :;.>' f^^7""-f.^l tests, as he wocU
which had'„:"p":*' ° h" ^-T.«-ccs in

can avail hi^;?f^rftisti:tre^'""""-<^

diS;" whe': he h™' '" ^'"^ "f ">e
'vuiiy, wnen he has no assi^Mnt- u-

ball end ,n success, provided that we give

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him the indispensable support of a platform,
built up little by little. If we deny him this
succour, then, no longer encouraged by the
contact of his beloved ball, he loses heart
and sooner or later Hie- away, doubtless with
many regrets, and disappears. Where to?
I do not know. What I do krow is that he
aoes not return with a gang of fellow-
labourers whom he has begged to help him.
What would he do with them, he who cannot
make use of even one comrade?

But perhaps mv experiment, which leaves
the ball suspended at an inaccessible height
and the insect with its means of action
exhausted, is a little too far removed from
ordinary conditions. Let us try instead a
miniature pit, deep enough and steep enough
to prevent the Dung-beetle, when placed
at the bottom, from rolling his load up the
side. These are exactly the conditions stated
by Messrs. Blanchard and Iliiger. Well,
what happens? When dogged but utterly
fniitless efforts have convinced him of his
helplessness, the Beetle takes wing and dis-
appears. Relying upon what these learned
writers said, I have waited long hours for
the insect to return reinforced by a few
friends. I have always waited in vain.
Many a time also I have found the pellet

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IZTl ^'y'. '»'" i"" vvherc I left it stucic
at the top o: a p n or in a liol,. nV„ • ^
nothinir fresh ha.l l,L„ ?■' P'^°™S that
A ball^bandoned fromn '"."'>■.=''«"«.
abandone.1 for !m„ I •"""»">■ •' » ball

-Iva^ewi'thtr/ofoX's^ATT'"
"»e of wedge and leve' to seTthelll n'"'
again is thcrefr.re, whc, nil i! !v . u ""'"S
"t intellectuni effort „hk T I ''' ""^ Stat-
in the Sacred lietr T^V.^Z f"".'"
the experiment refutes, namdy an 'am'art'

cie "thT 's ':!i"--T'^^^- • giadT/ch „'°:

they select a fav^irable .o Th ' TA
onner, the Beetle who thro • h ^ J'^^'^"^
the Dhco of f, ^^n" tnro- ^hout has kept

int pjace of honour, beh nd the hnU ^K«

b;tn;:e??"J;'^^=t"•"?''''■''-^

««o clinging ,„ i, sh^mmingj: 'd "v''"
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The Sacred Beetle and Others

edged forehead and his toothed legs; he
flings armfuls of it behind him ; and the work
of excavating proceeds apace. Soon the
Beetle has disappeared from view in the
half-dug cavern. Whenever he returns to
the upper air with a load, he invariably
glances at his ball to see if all is well. From
time to time, he brings it nearer the threshold
of the burrow; he feels it and seems to ac-
quire new vigour from the coi<*'?ct. The
other, lying demure and motionless on the
ball, continues to inspire confidence. Mean-
while the underground hall grows larger and
deeper; and the digger's field of operations
is now too vast for any but very occasional
appearances. Now is the time. The crafty
sleeper awakens and hurriedly decamps with
the ball, which he pushes behind him with the
speed of a pickpocket anxious not to be
caught in the act. This breach of trust
rouses my indignation, but the historian tri-
umphs for the moment over the moral'st and
I leave him alone: I shall hrvc time enough
to intervene on the side of law and order if
things threaten to turn out badly.

The thief is already some yards away.
His victim comes out of the burrow, looks
around and finds nothing. Doubtless an old
hand himself, he knows what this means.

The Sacred Beetle

Scent and sight soon put him on the track.
tie makes haste and catches up the robber:
but the artful dodger, when he feels his
pursuer close on his heels, promptly changes
his posture, gets on his hind-legs and clasps
the ball with his toothed arms, as he does
wnen actmg as an assistant.

You rogue, you I I see through your
tricks: you mean to plead as an excuse that
the pellet rolled down the slope and that
you are only trying to stop it and bring it
back home. I, however, an impartial wit-
ness declare that the ball was quite steady
at the entrance to the burrow and did not roll
of Its own accord. Besides, the ground is
level. ^ I declare that I saw you set the thing
in motio- and make off with unmistakable
intentions. It was an attempt at larceny, or
J ve never seen one!

My evidence is not admitted. The owner
cheerfully accepts the other's excuses; and
the two bring the ball back to the burrow as
thoii-h nothing had happened.

If the thief, however, has time to get far
enough away, or if he manages to cover his
traH by adroitly doubling back, the injury
IS irreparable. To collect provisions under
a blazing sun, to cart them a long distance,
to dig a comfortable banqueting-hall in the

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sand and then — just when everything is
ready and your appetite, whetted by exercise,
lends an added charm to the approaching
feast — suddenly to find yourself cheated
by a crafty partner is, it must be admitted,
a reverse of fortune that would dishearten
most of us. The Dung-beetle does not allow
himself to be cast down by this piece of ill-
luck: he rubs his cheeks, spreads his an-
tennae, sniffs the air and flies to the nearest
heap to begin all over again. I admire and
envy this cast of character.

Suppose the Scarab fortunate enough to
have found a loyal partner; or, better still,
suppose that he has met no self-invited
companion. The burrow is ready. It is a
shallow cavity, about the size of one s fist,
dug in soft earth, usually in sand, and com-
municating with the outside by a short
passage just wide enough to admit the ball.
As soon as the provisions are safely stored
away, the Scarab shuts himself In by stopping
up the entrance to his dwelling with rubbish
kept In a corner for the purpose. Once the
door is closed, nothing outside betrays the
existence of the banquetlng-chamber. And,
now, hail mirth and jollity! All Is for the
best In the best of all poss". le worlds! The
table is sumptuously spread; the ceiling tem-

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The Sacred Beetle

pers the heat of the sun and allows only a
moist and gentle warmth to penetrate; the
undisturbed quiet, the darkness, the Crickets'
concert overhead are all pleasant aids to di-
gestion. So complete has been the fusion
that 1 have caught myself listening at the
door expecting to hear the revellers burst
into the famous snatch in Galatee: ^

Ah! qu'il est doux de ne rien faire
Quand tout s'agite autour de nous.^

Who would dare disturb the bliss of such
a banquet? But the desire for knowledge
IS capable of all things; and I had the neces-
sary daring. I will set down here the re-
sult of my violation of the home

The ball by itself fills almost the whole
room; the rich repast rises from floor to
ceiling. A narrow passage runs between
It and the walls. Here sit the banqueters,
two at most, very often only one, belly to
table, back to the wall. Once the seat is
chosen, no one stirs; all the vital forces are
absorbed by the digestive faculties. There

1 A light opera, with music by Victot Masse and Whr^ftn,
^y^Jules Barb.er and Michel Carre (1852).- flSS

When round us throbs the busy world ' "
37

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is no fidgeting, which might mean the loss
of a mouthful; no dainty toying with the
food, which might cause some to be wasted.
Everything has to pass through, properly
and in order. To see them seated so
solemnly around a ball of dung, one would
think that they were conscious of their
function as cleansers of the earth and that
they were deliberately devoting themselves
to that marvellous chemistry which out of
filth brings forth the flower that delights our
eyes and the Beetles' wing-case that jewels
our lawns in spring. For this supreme work
which turns into living matter the refuse which
neither the Horse nor the Mule can utilize,
despite the perfection of their digestive
organs, the Dung-beetle must needs be
specially equipped. And indeed anatomy
compels us to admire the prodigious length
of his coiled intestine, which slowly
elaborates the materials in its manifold wind-
ings and exhausts them to the very last
serviceable atom. Matter from which the
ruminant's stomach could extract nothing,
yields to this powerful alembic riches that,
at a mere touch, are transmuted into ebon
mail in the Sacred Scarab and a breast-
plate of gold and rubies in other Dung-
beetles.

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The Sacred Beetle

Now this wonderful metamorphosis of
ordure has to be accomplished in the short-
est possible time: the public health demands
It. And so the Scarab is endowed with
matchless digestive powers. Once housed in
the company of food, he goes on eating and
digesting, day and night, until the provisions
are exhausted. There is no difficulty in
proving this Open the cell to which the
Uung-beetle has retired from the world At
any hour of the day, we shall find the insect
seated at table and, behind it, still hanging
to it, a continuous cord, roughly coileu like
a pile of cables. One can easily guess, with-
out embarrassing explanations, what this
cord represents. The great ball of dung
passes^ mouthful by mouthful through the
Beetles digestive canals, yielding up its
nutritive essences, and reappears at the op-
posite end spun into a cord. Well, this un-
broken cord, which is always found hanging
from the aperture of the Jraw-plate, is
amp e proof, without further evidence, that
the digestive processes go on without ceasing.
VVhen the provisions are coming to an end,
the cable unrolled is of an astounding length-
It can be measured in feet. Where shall we
hnd the like of this stomach which, to avoid
any loss when life's balance-sheet is made out,

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feasts for a week or a fortnight, without
stopping, on such distasteful fare ?

When the whole ball has passed through
the machine, the hermit comes back to the
daylight, tries his luck afresh, finds another
patch of dung, fashions a new ball and starts
eatmg again. This life of pleasure lasts for
a month or two, from May to June; then,
with the coming of the fierce heat beloved
of the Cicadas,^ the Sacred Beetles take up
their summer quarters and bury themselves in
the cool earth. They reappear with the first
autumn rains, less numerous and less active
than in spring, but now seemingly absorbed in
the most important work of all, the future of
the species.

1 Cf. The Life of the Grasshopper, bv J. Henri Fabre,
transited by Alexander Teixeira de Mattos: chaps, i to
v.— Translator's Note.

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CHAPTER II
-/"' ""'^'^ ""^^ 'N «Pnv,„

g<^ne"l and the Sacred R,''^"^-™"'" in
^' fi"d that modern 1? "'' '" P^'icular

the days of the Pharaohs wr ""•""' "
the ball which is bumped Irru''' '"''' 'hat
tarns an egg, that iUs a crad? '^' "''* ^"n-
future larva is to find bo?h h^^ '" "■'"■^'> 'he
The parents roll it overL-» "^ '"'' '"^ging
■' n-ce and round a„d wl'"°T^ """^ke
and tumbles down ste^n 7 '" .>°'*' '"d jars
P^PeHy, they bu^Z^Jl't ^'/' shaped

care of that Jreat in^batorlh"'"" if '° ">=
So roueh an imk-- .^'^o^' tne earth.

'» "t ™pr:bab e'.""fl^l'>^' t^^^^ -emed
egg, that delicate thing sr.^"'- ' ^""='s
foft wrapper, survive th, T^"" ""''" ''"
'would undergo in^hat ro l"""«-"P "■'"'^h
fhe germ is a loart „f r? '"« '''•'""e? In
'ouch, the veriesftrifle J'/'^ T•'•'^^ "^^ '"'
w« to believe that the n,""^'*''- ^re

the parents would de-

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liberately burr.p it over hill and dale for
hours? No, that is not the way in which
things happen; a mother does not subject her
offspring to the torture of a Regulus' barrel.

However, something more than logic
was needed to make a clean sweep of
accepted opinions. 1 therefore opened
some hundreds of the pellets that we-'' being
rolled along by the Dung-beetles; I opened
others which I took from holes dug before
my eyes; and never once did I find eithj; a
central cell or an egg in those pellets. They
were invariably rough lumps of food,
fashioned in haste, with no definite internal
structure, merely so much provender with
which the Beetle retires to spend a few days
in undisturbed gluttony. The dung-ro'lers
covet and steal them from one another with
a keenness which they would certainly not
display in robbing one another of new family
charges. For Sacred Beetles to go stealing
eggs would be an absurdity, each of them
having quite enough to do in securing the
future of his own. So this point is hence-
forward settled beyond question: the pellets
which we see the Dung-beetles rolling never
contain eggs.

My first attci t to solve the knotty

problem of the larva's rearing involved the

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construction of a spacious vivarium, with an
artihcial soil of sand and a constant sup.
ply of provisions. Into this cage I nut
some twenty Sacred Beetles, together with
Lopres Gymnopleuri and Onthophagi. No
entomoogical experiment ever cost me so
many disappointments. The difficulty was

landlord owned a stable and a Horse. I
gained the confidence of his man, who at
first laughed at my proposals, but soon
allo^yed himself to be convinced by the sight
of silver. Each of my insects' breakfasts
came to twenty-five centimes. I am sure
that no Beetle budget ever amounted to such
a sum before. Well, I can still see and I
shall always see Joseph, after grooming the
Horse of a morning, put his head over the
garden-wall and, making a speaking-trumpet
of his hand, call " Hil " to me in a whisper.
1 would hurry up to receive a potful of
droppings. Caution was necessary en both
sides, as the sequel will show you. One
day, the master happened to come up just
when the transfer was being made and took
It into his head that all his manure wrs
going over the wall and that what he wanted
tor his cabbages went to grow my verbenas
and narcissi. Vainly I tried to explain: he

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thought that I was being funny. Poor
Joseph was scolded, called all manner of
names and threatened with dismissal if it
happened again. It didn't.

I had one resource left, which was to go
ignominiously along the high-road and
furtively collect my captives' daily bread in
a paper bag. This I did and I am not
ashamed of it. Sometimes fortune favoured
me: a Donkey carrying the produce of the
Chateau-Renard or Barbcntane kitchen-
gardens to the Avignon market would drop
his contribution as he passed my door. The
gratuity, picked up instantly, made me rich
for several days. In short, by scheming,
waiting, running about and playing the
diplomat for a blob of dung, I managed to
feed my prisoners. If a passion for one's
work and a love which nothing can dis-
courage ensure success, my experiment ought
to have succeeded. It did not succeed.
After a time, my Sacred Beetles, pining for
their native heath In a space too limited for
their elaborate evolutions, died miserable
deaths, without revealing their secret. The
Gymnopleurl and Onthophagi were not so
disappointing. At the proper time I shall
make use of the information which I ob-
tained from them.

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Together with my attempts at home
breeding [earned on my direct investiga-
tions abroad. The results fell far short of
my wishes One day I decided that I must
enlist outs.de help. As it happened, a merry
band of youngsters was crossing the plateau.
It was a rhursday.' Untroubled by
thoughts of school and horrid lessons, thev
were coming from the neighbouring village
of Les Angles with an apple in one hand
and a piece of bread m the other, and wend-

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the bullets bury themselves harmlessly when

the garrison is at riHe-practice. The object

of this early morning expedition was the un-

earthmg of a few bits of lead, worth perhaps

a halfpenny the lot. The small pink

blossoms of the wild geranium decked the

scanty patches of ^rass which for a brief

moment beautified this Arabia Petraea ; the

Wheat-ear, in his black-and-white motlev,

twittered as he flew from one rocky point to

another; on the threshold of burrows dug at

the foot of the thyme-tufts, the Crickets were

hliing the air with their dronln.L^ symphony.

And the children were rejoicing n this

springtide happiness ..J rejoicing still more

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in the prospect of wealth, the halfpenny
which tncy would receive for such bullets as
they found, the halfpenny which would en-
able thtm to buy two peppermint bull's-eyes
next Sunday, two of the bijr ones, at a
farthing apiece, from the woman at the stall
outside the church.

I accost the tallest, whose sharp face
gives me some hope of him; the little ones
stand round, eating their apples. I explain
what I want and show them the Sacred
Beetle rolling his ball; I tell them that in
some such bail, hidden somewhere or other
underground, there is occasionally a little
hollow place and in that hollow a little
worm. The thing to do is to dig around
at random, keeping an eye on what the
Beetles are doing, and to find the ball con-
taining the worm. Balls without a worm
don't count. And, to tempt them with a
fabulous sum which shall henceforth divert
to my purposes the time devoted to a few
farthings' worth of lead, I promise to pay
a franc, a shiny new twenty-sou piece, for
each occupied ball. At the mention of this
sum, those adorably innocent eves open their
widest. I have upset all their ideas of
finance by naming this fanciful price. Then,
to show that my proposal is serious, I

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distribute a few sous as earnest-money I

day and at the same time, and faithfully to
perform my part of the bargain towards aU

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" Fie means it! " the children said, as thev
n-e could irak-e a franc apiece ! " ^

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On the appointed day, n
turned to the plateau. I .
success. My young he'' r.;
have spoken to their ;^;.. -;
lucrative trade In Beetle-b i '
the incredulous by displayi.u -.
money And Indeed I found a ^, • r party
than the first time awaiting me onthe^spoT
i hey came runnmg to meet me, but there
was no burst of triumph, no shout of joy
I suspected at once that things were going
badly; and my suspicions were but too well!
founded. Many times, after coming out
of school, they had hunted for what I had

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described, but they had never discovered
anything like it. They handed me a few
pellets found underground with the Beetle,
but these were simply masses of provisions,
containing no larva. I explained matters
anew and made another appointment for the
following Thursday. Again the search was
unsuccessful. The disheartened little hunt-
ers were now reduced to quite a small
number. I made a final appeal to their
sportsmanship and perseverance; but no-
thing came of it. And I ended by com-
pensating the most industrious, those who
had held out to the last, and cancelling the
bargain. I had to conduct my own re-
searches, which, though apparently very
simple, were in reality extremely difficult.

Many years have passed since then, but
even today I am without any definite, con-
sistent result aftei all my digging and ex-
ploring, though I have made my examina-
tions at the most likely spots and have care-
fully watched for favourable opportunities.
I am reduced to piecing together my in-
complete observations and filling up the gaps
by analogy.^ The little that I have seen,

1 Tliis seems the place in which to remind the reader that
the first two chapters of the present volume correspond with
Chapters I. and II. of the first volume of the Souvenirs

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combined with my study of other Dung-
beetles in captivity — Gymnopleuri, Copres
and Onthophagi — is summed up in what
foliows.

The ball which is destined to contain the
egg is not made in public, in the hurry and
confusion of the dung-yard. It is a v.ork of
art and supreme patience, demanding con-
centration and scrupulous care, both alike
impossible in the thick of the crowd. One
needs solitude in order to think out a plan
of operations and set to work. So the
mother digs in the sand a burrow four to
eight Inches deep. It is a rather spacious
hall communicating with the outer world
by a much narrower passage. The insect
brings Into it carefully selected materials,
doubtless in spherical form. There must be
many journeys, for towards the end of the
work the contents of the cell are out of all
proportion to the size of the entrance-door
and could not be stored at one attempt. I
remember a Spanish Coprls who, at the time
of my inspection, was finishing a ball as big
as an orange at the far end of a burrow

entom,>loi;iques in their original form. Chapters III ,„
VII. ot the present volume are translations of Chapt-rs I
to \ . of ,he hfth volume of the Souvemrs, puhlishc.l manv

nfT t ' Vn T^ ''•^'•'" ^^^'' ''^"^ completed his studv
of the Sacred Beetle.— Translator's Note.

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whose only communication with the outside
was by means of a gallery into which i was
just able to insert my finger. It is true that
the Coprcs do not roll pills and do not
travel long distances to fetch food home.
They dig a hole immediately under the dung
and drag the material backwards, armful by
armful, to the bottom of their well. They
have thus no difficulty in provisioning their
houses; moreover, they work in security un-
der the shelter of the manure : two conditions
that promote luxurious tastes. The Dung-
beetles that follow the humble trade of pill-
rollers are less extravagant; and yet, if he
cares to make two or three journeys, the
Sacred Beetle can amass wealth of which the
Spanish Copris might well bj jealous.

So far, the Beetle has only raw material,
lumped together anyhow. A minute sorting
has to take place before anything else is
done: this stuff, the purest, is for the inner
layer on which the grub will feed; that other,
coarser stuff is for the outer layers, which
are not meant for food and serve only as
a protecting shell. Then, around a central
hollow which receives the egg, the materials
must be arranged in successive strata, ac-
cording as they are less refined and less
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consistency and must be made to adhere to
one another; last of all, the stringy bits in
the exterior layers, which have to protect the
whole structure, must be felted together
How does the clumsy Sacred Beetle, who Is
so stiff in her movements, accomplish a work
of this kind in complete darkness, at the
bottom of a hole crammed with provision,
and hardly leaving room to stir? When i
consider the delicacy of the workmanship
and then the rough tools of the worker --
angular limbs capable of cutting into hard
or even rocky soil — I think of an Elephant
trying to make lace. Let whoso can explain
this miracle of maternal industry ; as for me,
1 give It up, all the more as I have not had
the luck to see the artist at work. We will
confine ourselves to describing her master-
piece.

The ball containing the egg Is usually the
size of an average apple. In the centre is
an oval hollow about two-fifths of an inch In
diameter. The egg is fixed at the bottom,
standing perpendicularly; it Is cylindrical,
rounded at both ends, yellowish-white and
about as large as a grain of wheat, but
shorter. The inside of the niche is coated
with 1 ...hiny, greenish-brown, semi-fluid
material, a real stercoral cream, destined to

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form the larva's first mouthfuls. To make
this dainty food, does the mother collect the
quintessence of the dung? The appearance
of it tells me something different and makes
me certain that it is a pap prepared in the
maternal stomach. The Pigeon softens the
grain in her crop and turns it into a sort of
milky pap which she subsequently disgorges
to her brood. To all seeming, the Dung-
beetle displays the same solicitude: she half-
digests choice provender and disgorges it in
the form of a meat-extract with which she
lines the walls of the cavity where the egg is
laid. Thus the larva, on hatching, finds
an easily-digested food, which very soon
strengthens its stomach and enables it to at-
tack the under-lying strata, which have not
been refined in the same way. Under the
semi-fluid paste is a soft, well-compressed,
uniform mass, from which every stringy par-
ticle is excluded. Beyond this are the
coarser layers, abounding in vegetable fibres.
P'lnally, the outside of the ball is composed
of the commonest materials, but packed and
felted into s stout rind.

Manifestly we have here a progressive
change of diet. On leaving the egg, the
frail grub licks the dainty broth on the
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this, but it is strengthening and very
nutritious The pap of earliest infancy is
followed by the more solid food given to
the weaned nurseling, a sort of paste that
stands midway between the exquisitely-
delicate fare at the start and the coarse
provisions at the finish. There Is a thick
layer of it, enough to turn the infant into
a sturdy youngster. But now for the strong
comes strong meat: barley-bread with Its
husks, that IS to say, natural droppings full
of sharp bits of hay. Of this the larva has
enough and to spare; and, when It has at-
tained Its full growth, there remains an en-
closing layer. The capacity of the dwelling
has increased with the growth of the oc-
cupant, fed on the very substance of the
wal s; the original little cell with the very
thick walls is now a big cell with walls only
a tew millimetres in thickness; the inner
layers have become larva, nymph or Beetle
according to the period. Lastly, the ball
Itself IS a stout shell, protecting within Its
spacious interior the mysterious processes of
the metamorphosis.

I can go no farther, for lack of observa-
tions; my record; of the birth of the Sacred
Beetle stop short at the egg. I have not seen
the larva, which however is known and is

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described in the text-books;^ nor have I
seen the perfect insect while still enclosed
in its chamber in the ball, before it has
had any practice in its duties as a pill-roller
and excavator. And this is just vhat I
particularly wanted to see. I should have
liked to find the Dung-beetle in his native
eel, recently transformed, new to all labour,
so as to examine the workman's hand before
it started its work. I will tell you the reason
for this wish.

Insects have at the end of each leg a sort
of finger, or tarsus as it is called, consisting
of a succession of delicate parts which may
be compared with the joints of our fingers.
They end in a hooked claw. One finger
to each leg: that is the rule; and this finger,
at least with the higher Beetles and notably
the Dung-beetles, has five phalanges or
joints. Now, by a really strange exception,
the Scarabs have no tarsi on their front
legs, while possessing very well-shaped ones,
w'th five joints apiece, on the two other
pairs. They are maimed, crippled: they
lack, on their fore-limbs, that which in the
insect very roughly represents our hand.
A similar anomaly occurs in the Onitis- and

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Bubas-beetles, who also belong to the
Dung-beetle family. Entomology has long
recorded this curious fact, without being
able to offer a satisfactory explanation. Is
the creature born maimed, does it come into
the world without fingers to its fore-limbs?
Ur does It lose them by accident, once it is
given over to its toilsome labours?

One could easily imagine this mutilat'on
to be the result of the insect's hard work.
I'oking about, digging and raking and slicing
up, at one time in the gravelly soil, at
another in the stringy mass of manure, does
not constitute a task in which organs so
delicate as the tarsi can be employed with-
out risk. And here is an even more serious
matter: when the Beetle is rolling his ball
backwards, with his head down, it is with
the extremities of his fore-feet that he
presses against the ground. What might
not happen to the insect's feeble fingers,
slender as a bit of thread, as the result of
this continual rubbing against the rough soil?
They are useless, merely in the way; one
day or other they seem bound to disappear,
crushed, torn off, worn out in a thousand
ways. We know unfortunately that our
own workmen are all too frequently injured
in handling heavy tools and lifting great

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weights; even so might the Scarab be
crippled in rolling his ball, an enormous load
to him. In that case his maimed arms
would be a noble testimony to his industrious
life.

But straightway grave doubts begin to
assail us. If these mutilations were really
accidental and the result of too strenuous
work, they would be the exception, not the
rule. Because a workman or several work-
men have had a hand caught and crushed in
a machine, it docs not follow that all the
rest will also lose their hands. If the
Scarab sometimes, or even very frequently,
loses his fore-fingers in pursuing his trade as
a pill-roller, there must be some at least who,
more fortunate or more skilful, have
preserved their tarsi. Let us then consult
the actual facts. I have observed in very
large numbers the various species of
Scarahici that inhabit France: Scarahaeiis
sneer, who Is common In Provence; S.
semipitnctatiis, who keeps fairly close to the
sea and frequents the sandy shores of Cette,
Palavas and the Golfe Juan; lastly, S.
latifollis, who Is much more widely dis-
tributed than either of the others and Is
found up the Rhone Valley at least as far
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African spcvies, S. chatricosus, picked up
near Constantme. VVclI. in all four species,
the absence of tarsi on the front legs has
been an mvariable fact, with not a sinde
exception, at any rate within the ranjre of
my observations. The Scarab therefore .s
maimed from the start; and it Is a natural
peculiarity it> his case, not an accident.

i^esides there Is another argument In
support of tlus statement. If the lack of
fore-hngers were an accidental mutilation,
due to violent exertion, there are other In-
sects, Dung-beetles too, who habitually
undertake works of excavation even more
arduous than the Scarab's and who ought
therefore, a farliori, to be deprived of their
front tarsi smce these are useless and even
irksome when the leg has to serve as a
powerful digging-Implement. The Geo
trupes, for instance, who so well deserNe
the.r name, meaning Earth-piercers, sink
wells in the hard soil of the roads, among
stones cemente,' with day: perpendicular
wells so deep that, to Inspect the cell at f^-
bottom of them, we have to make us. ur a
stout spade; and even the. we do not ?\--, vs
succeed. Now these unrivalled miners, who
easily open up long tunnels in a subs-n-e
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hardly be able to disturb, have their front
tarsi intact, as if cutting through rock were
work calling for deli^-ate tools rather than
strong ones. Ever\ thing then promotes the
belief that, If we could see the Scarab while
still a novice in his native cell, we should
find him to be mutilated in just the same way
as the much-travelled veteran who has worn
himscK out with toil.

This absence of fingers might serve as the
foundation for an argument in favour of the
theories now in fashion: the struggle for life
and the evolution of the species. People
might say:

" The Scarabs began by having tarsi to all
their legs, in conformity with the general
laws of insect structure. In one way or an-
other, some of them lost these trouble >me
appendages to their front legs, they ' cing
hurtful rather than useful. Finding them-
selves the better for this mutilation, which
made their work easier, they gained the
advantage over their less-favoured fellows;
they founded a family by handing down their
fingerless stumps to their descendants; and
the fingered insect of antiquity ended by be-
com. J the maimed insect of our times."

I am ready to yield to this reasoning if
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much harder tasks to perform, the Geotrupes
has retained his tarsi. Lentil then we will
go on beheving that the first Scarab who
rolled his ball perhaps on the shore of some
lake m which the Pak>othcrium bathed, was
as mnoccnt of front tarsi as his descendant
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CHAPTER III

THE SACRED BEETTE: THE BALL

•' I 'HERE is no .leed to return to the
-■■ Sacred Beetle working in the daylight
or consuming his booty underground, either
alone, as usually happens, or in the com-
pany of a guest: what I have said about
this in a former chapter is enough; and
further observations would give no new in-
formation of special interest. There is only
one point which deserves attention. This
is the method of constructing the spherical
pellet, consisting merely of provisions which
the Beetle collects for his own use and con-
veys to an underground dining-room ex-
cavated at a convenient spot. My present
cages, which are much better-arranged than
those which I had at first, enable us to watch
the operation at our leisure; and this opera-
tion will furnish data which will be of the
greatest value later in explaining the myster-
ious structure of the nest. Let us then once
more watch the Sacred Beetle as he busies
himself with his victuals.

The Sacred Beetle: the Ball

I supply fresh provisions, derived from
the Mule or, better, the Sheep. The scent
of the heap carries the news far and wide.
The Beetles hasten up from every direction,
extending and waving the reddish feathers
of their antennae, a sign of acute excitement.
Those who were dozing underground split
the sandy ceiling and sally forth from their
cellars. They are now all at the banquet,
not without quarrels among neighbours, who
fight for the Sest bits and knock one another
over with sudden back-handers from their
wide fore-legs. Things calm down; and,
without further disputes for the moment,
each gets all that he can out of the spot where
he happens to be.

The foundation of the structure Is, as a
rule, a bit that is almost round of itself.
This is the kernel which, enlarged by success-
ive layers, will become the ultimate ball, the
size of an apricot. Having tested it and
found it suitable, the owner leaves it as it is;
or, at other times, he may clean it a little,'
scraping <:he outside, which is rough with
bits of sand. It is now a question of con-
structing the ball upon this foundation.
The tools are the six-toothed rake of the
semicircular shield and the broad shovels of
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the outer edge with strong teeth, five in
number.

Without for a moment letting go of the
kernel, which is held in his four hind-legs,
more particularly those of the third, the
longest pair, the Beede turns round slowly
from side to side on the top of his embryo
pellet and selects from the heap around
him the materials for increasing its size.
His sharp-edged forehead peels, cuts, digs
and rakes; his fore-legs work in unison,
gathering and drawing up an armful which
is at once placed upon the central mass and
patted down. A few v^igorous applications
of the toothed shovels press the new layer
into position. And so, with armful after
armful carefully added on top, beneath and
at the sides, the original pill grows into a big
ball.

While working, the builder never leaves
the dome of his edifice: he revolves on his
own axis, if he wants to give his attention
to any lateral part; to shape the lower
portion, he bends down to the point where it
touches the ground; but from beginning to
end the sphere never moves on its base and
the Beetle never relaxes hold.

To obtain a perfectly round form, we need
the potter's wheel, whose rotation makes up

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for our want of skill; to enlarge his snow-
ball and make it into the enormous sphere
which he will end by being unable to move,
the schoolboy rolls it in the snow: the rolling
gives It the regularity which the direct work
of the hands, guided by an inexperienced
eye, would not. More dexterous than we,
the Sacred Beetle can dispense with either
rolling or rotation; he moulds his ball by
means of superadded layers, without shift-
ing Its place and without even descending for
an instant from the top of his dome to view
the whole structure from the requisite
distance. The compasses of his bow-legs, a
living pair of callipers which measure
and check the curve, are sufficient for his
purpose.

It is only with extreme caution, however,
that 1 introduce these callipers, as I am
perfectly convinced, by a host of facts, that
instinct has no need of special tools. If
further proof were wanted, here it is The
male Scarab's hind-legs are perceptibly
bowed; the female's, on the contrary, are
almost straight, though she is much the
cleverer and is able, as we shall see presently,
to produce masterpieces whose exquisite
form far surpasses that of a monotonous
sphere.

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It the curved compasses play but a
secondary part in the matter and perhaps no
part at all, what is the guiding principle of
this sphericity? If one merely took into
consideration the insect's organism and the
circumstances in which the work is done, I see
absolutely none. We must go back farther,
we must go back to the innate genius, the
instinct that guides the tool. The Scarab
has a natural gift for making spheres just
as the Hive-bee has a natural gift for making
hexagonal prisms. Both achieve geometri-
cal perfection in their work and are indepen-
dent of any special mechanism which would
force upon them the particular shape attained.

For the time being, keep this in mind: the
Sacred Beetle makes his ball by placing next
to each other armful after armful of the
materials which he has collected; he builds
it up ^v'ithout moving it, without turning It
round. He fashions the dung with the pre-
ssure of his fore-arms as the modeller in our
studios fashions his clay with the pressure of
his thumb. And the result is not an ap-
proximate sphere, with a lumpy surface; it
is a perfect sphere, with our human manu-
facturers would not disown.

The time has come for r,.tiring with the
booty so that we may bury it farther away,

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at no great depth, and consume it in peace.
1 he owner, therefore, draws his ball out of
the dung-yard; and, in accordance with
ancient usage, begins straightway to roll It
about on the ground, a little at random.
Any one who was not present at the be-
ginmng and who now saw the ball rolling
along with the insect pushing it backwards,
wou J naturally imagine that the round shape
resulted from this method of transport. It
rolls, therefore it becomes round, even as
a shapeless lump of clay would soon be-
come round if trundled in the same way.
•i hough apparently logical, the idea is
erroneous m every respect: we have just
seen this perfect sphericity acquired before
the ball moved from the spot. The rolling
therefore has nothing to do with this
geometrical accuracy; it merely hardens the
surface into a tough crust and polishes it a
little if only by working into the substance
ot the pellet any coarse bits that might have
made It rough at the beginning. Between
the pi, that has been rolled for hours and
the pill that is stationary in the dung-yard
there is no difference in configuration.

What is the advantage of this particular
shape, which is invariably adopted at the
very outset of the work? Does the Scarab

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derive any benefit from the circular form?
Your spectacles would have to be made of
walnut-shells if you failed to see that the
insect is brilliantly inspired when it kneads
its cake into a ball. These victuals, the
meagrest of meagre pittances from the point
of view of nourishment, for the Sheep's
fourfold stomach has already extracted
pretty nearly all the assimilable matter, have
to make up in quantity for what they lack in
quality.

It is the same with various other Dung-
beetles. They arc all insatiable gluttons;
they all need a much larger amount of food
than their modest dimensions wouKi lead us
to suspect. The Spanish Copris, no bigger
than a good-sized hazel-nut, accumulates
underground, for a sir.;!;le meal, a pie as big
as my fist; the Stercoraceous Geotrupes
hoards in his hole a -^ nine inches long

and as wide as th<= ' ^f a claret-bottle.

These mighty ea ' < j an easy time of

it. They establish Li...inselves immediately
under the heap dropped by some standing
Mule. Here they dig passages and dining-
rooms. The provisions are at the door of
the house; they form a roof for it. All that
you have to do is. to br'ng them in, armful by
armful, taking only as much as you can carry

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comfortably, for you can go on fetching
more as long as you like. In this way,
scandalous quantities of food are un-
obtrusively stored away in peaceful manors
whose presence no outward sign betrays

The Sacred Beetle is not so fortunate as
to have his cottage underneath the heap
where the victuals are collected. He is of
a vagabond temperament; and, when his
work IS over, he has no great inclination for
the company of those arrant thieves, his
kmsmen. He has therefore to travel to a
distance with what he has secured, in quest
of a site where he can estab'ish himself alone
His Slock of provisions, .. is true, is com-
paratively modest: it is not to be mentioned
in the same breath as the enormous cakes of
the Copns or the Geotrupes' fat sausages
JNo matter: modest though it be, its weight
and bulk are too much for the strength of
any Beetle that might think of carrying it
direct. It IS too heavy, ever so much too
heavy for him to take between his legs and
Hy \yith. nor could he possibly drag it, gripped
m his mandibles. " ^ ^^

If the hermit, eager to withdraw from the
world, wished to make use of direct means
of conveyance, there would be only one
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far-off cell food enough for even a single
day: that would be to carry load after load
on the wing, each load being proportionate
to his strength. But what a number of
journeys that would involve! What a lot
of time would be wasted in this piecemeal
harvesting! Besides, when he went back,
would he not find the table already cleared?
Think of the number of guests who were
giving !*■ their attention! The opportunity
is a good one; it may not occur again for a
long while. We must make the most of
it without delay; the thing to do is to secure
enough now to stock our larder for at least
a day.

But how to set about it? Nothing could
be simpler. What we cannot carry we
drag; what we cannot drag we cart by
rolling it along, as witness all our wheeled
conveyances. The Sacred Beetle therefore
chooses \e sphere as a means of transport.
It is the best shape of all for rolling; it needs
no axle-tree; it adapts itself admirably to the
diverse inequalities of the ground and, at each
point of its surface, provides the necessary
leverage for the least expenditure of effort.
Such is the mechanical problem which the
plll-roller solves. The spherical form of his
treasure is not the effeci of the roll'ng: it

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precedes it; it is modelled precisely with a
View to tha method of conveyance/which is

feasTbIc '"' """^' °^ '^' ^'""^y ^°^d
The Sacred Beetle Is a passionate lover
of the sun, whose Image he copies In the
radiatmjr notches of his rounded shield. He
needs the bnght light in order to make the
most of the heap whence he extracts first
provisH,ns and next materials for nest-bull-
d.ng. The other Dung-beetles — Geotrupes,
Copres, Omtes, Onthophagi - for the most
part have dark, mysterious habits; thev work
unseen under the roof of excrement; they do
not begm their quest until night is at hand
and the last ghmmer of twilight Is fading,
rhe more trustful Scarab both seeks and finds
amid the gladness of the noonday sun; he
^orks his bit of ground quite openly and
reaps his harvest In the hottest a,,d brighfest
hours of the day. Hi. ebon brcn^tplatc is
glittering on top of the heap at t nes n

there is naught to indicate the presence of
numerous fellow-workers, belonging to oth^^r
genera who arj busy underneath, e^ «
themselves their share of the lower st
Darkness for others, but for him the ligi

Ihis love of the unscreened sun has .t^
blissful side, as th. insect, drunk with heat

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shows from time to time by exultant
transports; but it has also certain dis-
advantages. I have never witnessed any
quarrel at harvest-time between next-door
nei<^hbours, when these were Copres of
Geotrupes. Working in the dark, each is
ignorant of what is happening beside him.
The rich morsel secured by one of them
cannot arouse the envy of his neighbours,
since it is not perceived. This per' ps
explains the pacific relations among Dui.g-
beetles who work in the gloomy depths of
the heap.

My suspicions are not unfounded. Rob-
bery, the execrable right of the strongest, is
not the exclusive prerogative of the human
brute: animals also practise it; and the
Sacred Beetle is a notorious offender. As
the work is done in the open, every one
knows or is able to find out what his
companions are doing. They are mutually
envious of each other's pills; and scuffles take
place between proprietors wishing to leave
the yard and plunderers who find it more
convenient to rob their fellows than to set
to work and knead loaves for themselves.
On guard on the top of his treasure, the
owner of a ball will face his assailant, who
is trying to climb up, and push him into

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space with a stroke from his st ...f fore
arms 1 he thief is Hun^r on h.s L,ack and
flounders ..bout for a moment, hut he is soon

n^ "'. i-''^ T' ' '^■^^' ^^'•"«Kle is re.
newecl. K,^rht docs not always win, in which
case the robh,- „akes oft with his pri/ and
hevK-t.mp , s to the heap to make him.
sef another ... It is not unusual for a
third thief to appear upon the scene during
the fi^rht and settle matters between the
litigants by carrying off the property at issue.
I am mclmed to think that it was affrays
of this sort that gave rise to the childish story
ot the Sacred Beetles who were called to the
rescue and came to lend a hand to their
brothers in distress. Brazen foot-pads were
taken tor kindly helpers.

.b'^?\^''['^ ^'V^' '^'" '' ^" inveterate
^h.c ; he shares the tastes of the Bedouin

\rab, his fellow-countryman in Africa; he

too ,s addicted to raiding. In his case,

hunger and dearth, both evil counsellors

cannot be mvoked as an explanation of this

moral obhquity. Provisions are plentiful

in my cages; certainly, in their davs of

liberty my captives never lived in the midst

ot such abundance; and yet affrays are of

frequent occurrence. They fight hotly-

contested battles for the loaves, just as

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though bread were lacking. Poverty has
nothing to do with it, for very often the thief
abandons his booty after rolling it for a few
seconds. They steal for the pleasure of
stealing. As La Fontaine ^ well says, there is

. . . double profit a faire:
Son bien premierement; et puis le mal
d'autrui.-

In view of this propensity for thieving,
what is the best thing that a Scarab can do
when he has conscientiously made his ball?
Obviously, to shun his fellows, to leave the
premises and get away to a distant spot
where he can consume his provisions in the
depths of some hiding-place. This is what
he does; and he loses no time in doing it: he
knows his kinsmen too well.

Here we see the necessity for an easy
method of conveyance, so that sufficient
provisions may be carted in a single journey
and as swiftly as possible. The Sacred
Beetle likes working in the bright light, in
the sunshine. His profits therefore, made
in full view of everybody, are no secret to

1 Jean de La Fontaine (1621-1695), author of the famous
Fables. — Translator's Note.

- "... a double chance of gain:
First, one's own profit; next, another's loss."
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same°letp "°Th'" ■"'"' '''^ ^""'^'^ '" 'he
auic neap, ihus is envv kindlpH. fk

becomes imperative to relre to r:^- ^'
to avoid being robbed Tm! ^ '^''^^""'
demands a convenien; -^ '^^'^ ^ ''''""'

-d that is oTtiLTd^irhTUerTcirr^^^

given to the materials collected'^ ^^'^^

very rgi;:i tViT^"f r' ""^^^^^^^^^ ^^^

a ball because he ; ^'' ^i' Provisions into
sun Th^ • 't.^" ^'^^"f ^over of the
sun. I he various Dung-beetle.! wK^ t

-i„ica.Tnn-X'X°i%:t;'r

advantages of a sphere, the best r^ir
the,r accumulations of food afe sLpCet '

oeh^r\rt^jrar„:tfc-^^^^^^^

commentator's attention We h. •:^

running up ea" 1 ,„ '■?r'"« ',''°"' ""'^
The rfch Tffluwf aL' pe'edilv^atttf th?"
who are s umbering in th'^i, b Vrows " LittL'
mounds of sand pop up here and there, cr ct

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ing as though for an eruption, and we see
new guests emerge, wiping the dust from
their eyes with the flat of their feet.
Neither their dozing in that underground
room nor the thick roof of their dwelling
has succeeded in foiling their keenness of
scent: those who have had to unearth them-
selves reach the lump almost as quickly as the
others.

These details remind us of certain facts
noted, not without surprise, by a host of
observers on the sunny beaches at Cette,
Palavas, the Golfe Juan and the North
African coast, down to the Sahara Desert.
Here the Sacred Beetle and his kinsmen —
the Half-spotted Scarab, the Pock-marked
Scarab and others — swarm, becoming more
vigorous and more active in proportion as the
climate grows hotter. They abound; and
yet very often not one shows himself; the
entomologist's practised eye fails to discover
a single specimen.

But now see things change. Seized with
an urgent physiological need, you leave your
party unobtrusively and retire behind the
bushes. You have hardly stood up, hardly
begun to adjust your dress, when — whoosh I
— here comes one, here come three, here
come ten, appearing suddenly you know not

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whence and swoop upon the provender.
Have they hastened from afar, these bustling
scavengers? Certainly not. Had they
been apprised at a great distance by their
sense of smell, which is not in itself im-
possible they would not have had time to
reach the quite recent windfall so promptly.
It follows, therefore, that they were close by,
within a radius of ten or twenty yards,
hidden underground and dozing. A scent
that ,s ever awake, even in the lethargy
of sleep, told them, down in their burrows,
of the happy event; and, splitting their
ceilings they hurry up forthwith. In less
time than the incident takes to relate a
swarming population enlivens what was but
now a desert.

A keen and vigilant scent Is the Beetle's
we must admit; a scent which is always in
operation The Dog smells the tfuffle
through the soil, but he is awake; the pill-
roller smells his favourite fare through the
ground in the opposite direction, but he is
asleep. Which of the two has the subtler
scent?

Science flings wide her net, welcoming
even filth; and truth soars at heights wher?
nothing can soil her. The reader will there-
tore be good enough to excuse certain de-

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tails which cannot be avoided in a history
of the Dung-beetle; he will show some in-
dugence tor what has gone before and what
Will follow. The revolting workshop of the
insect that manipulates ordure will lead per-
haps to loftier ideas than would the per-
fumer s factory with its jasmine and
patchouli.

I have accused the Sacred Beetle of being
an insatiable gormandizer. It is time to
prove what I said. In my cages, which are
too small to allow of much pill-rolling, my
boarders often scorn to accumulate provi-
sions and confine themselves to eating where
they are. It is a good opportunity for us:
the meal taken in public will tell -.s better
than the underground banquet what a Dung-
beetle s stomach can do.

One very still, sultry day — the at-
mospheric conditions most favourable to the
gastronomic joys of my anchorites — I
observe one of the diners in the open air,
from eight o'clock in the morning until eight
o clock at night. Watch in hand, I time the
glutton. He appears to have come across
a morsel greatly to his taste, for, during
those twelve hours, he never stops feasting,
but remains glued to the table, absolutely
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I pay him a last visit. His appetite seem,

^c tne start. Ihe banquet then must have
gone on some time longer, until the d h had

there was no sign ot my Beetle; and, of the
sumptuous repast begim on the previous day
naught remained but crumbs. ^'

To eat the clock round is no small feat of
gluttony; but in this case there is also a
niuch more remarkable feat of dige tion
Wh,Ie matter ,s continuously being Shewed
and swallowed by the insect in front, T i s
reappeanng, no less continuously, behind

mrr th-^ ''irr'^^^ partldes'knd spun
into a thm black cord, similar to cob-
bers thread. The Scarab never evacu-
ates except at table, so quickly are his
digestive operations performed. The wire!
drawmg apparatus begins to work at the

last W-r"'^^"^l^ ''r^^' -- ^^^- the
last. Without a break from beginning to

end of the meal, the slender cord, ter

appended to the discharging orifice, g^es on

unrolled so lo: as there is no sign of
desiccation. ^

The working Is as regular as that of a
chronometer. Every minute, or rather, to

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he exact, every four-and-fifty seconds, a dis-
charge takes place and the thread is length-
ened by three to four millimetres.^ At long
intervals, I employ my tweezers, remove the
cord and unroll the mass along a graduated
rule, in o Jer to measure the amount pro-
duced. The total for twelve hours is 2.88
metres.2 As the meal and its necessary
complement, the work of the digestive
apparatus, went on for some time longer
after my last visit, paid at eight o'clock in
the evening by lantern-light, my Beetle must
have spun an unbroken stercoraceous cord
well over three yards in length.

Given the diameter and the length of the
thread, it is easy to calculate its volume.
Nor is it difficult to arrive at the exact
volume of the insect by measuring the
quantity of water which it displaces when
immersed in a narrow cylinder. The
figures thus obtained are not devoid of
interest: they tell us that, at a single eating
bout, in a dozen hours, the Sacred Beetle
digests very nearly his own bulk in food.
What a stomach! And, above all, what
rapidity, what power of digestion! From
the very first mouthfuls, the residuum forms

^.11 to .15 Inchts.— Translator's Note.
2 Close upon g]/^ feet.— Translator's Note.

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itself into a thread that stretches and
stretches indefinitely as long as the meal
iasts. In that amazing laboratory, which
perhaps never puts up its shutters unless
^ be when victuals are lacking, the material
merely passes through, is at once treated by
the stomach's reagents and at once ex-
pended. One may well believe that an ap-
paratus which sanifies filth so quickly has
some part to play in the public health. We

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CHAPTER IV

THE SACRED BEETLE: THE PEAR

'' I ""HE young shepherd who had been told
■■• In his spare time to watch the doings
of he Sacred Beetle came to me in high
spirits, one Sunday in the latter part of June,
to say that he thought the time had come to
begin our investigations. He had detected
the insect issuing from the ground, had dug
at the spot where it made its appearance and
had found, at no great depth, the queer thing
which he was bringing me.

Queer it was and calculated to upset the
little that I thought I knew, in shape, it
was exactly like a tiny pear that had lost
all its fresh colour and turned brown in
rotting. What could this curious object be,
this pretty plaything that seemed to have
come from a turner's workshop? Was it
made by human hands? Was it a model of
the fruit of the pear-tree intended for some
children's museum? One would say so.

The little ones group themselves round
me ; they look at the treasure-trove with long-

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ing eyes; they would like to add it to the
contents of their toy-box. It is much
prettier in shape than an agate marble, much
more graceful than m ivory egg or a box-
wood top. The material, it is true, seems
none too nicely-chosen; but it is firm to the
touch and very artistically curved. In anv
case, the little pear discovered underground
must not go to swell the nursery collection
until we have found out more about it

Can It really be the Sacred Beetle's work>
Is there an egg inside it, a grub? The
sheph.'rd assures mc that there Is \
similar pear, crushed by accident in the
tiiggmg, contained, he says, a white egcr, the
size of a grain of wheat. I d^^e not believe
It, so greatly does the object which he has
brought me differ from the ball which I
expected to see.

To open the mysterious prize and ascertain
Its contents would perhaps be imprudent:
such an act of violence might jeopardize the
life of the germ within, always provided

which the shepherd seems convinced.
Besides, I say to myself, the pear-shape, so
totaly opposed to all our accepted ide-.s. Is
probably accidental. Who knows ir luck
>vill ever give me anvthing like it acain? I

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should be wise to keep the thing just as it 13
and await events; above all, 1 should be wise
to go and seek for information on the spot.
The shepherd was at his post by daybreak
the next morning. I joined him on some
slopes that had been lately cleared of their
trees, where the hot summer sun, which
strikes v.ith such force on the back of one's
neck, cculd not reach us for two or three
hours, fn the cool rnorning air, with ihe
Sheep browsing under Sultan's care, the two
of us started on our search.

A SacreJ Beetle's burrow is soon found:
you can tell it by the fresh little mound of
earth above it. With a vigorous turn of
the wrist, my companion digs away with the
little pocket-trowel which I have lent him.
Incorrigible earth-scraper that I am, I
seldom set forth without this light but
serviceable tool. While he digs, I lie down,
the better to see the arrangement and
furniture of the cellar which we are unearth-
ing, and I am all eyes. The shepherd uses
the trowel as a lever and, with his other
hand, holds back and pushes aside the soil.

Here we are! A cave opens out and,
in the moist warmth of the yawning vault,
I see a splendid pear lying full-length upon
the ground. No, I shall not soon forget

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this first revelation oi the Scarab's maternal
masterpiece. My excitement could have
been no greater had I been an archa^olomst
J'gpng among the ancient relics of Iiinpt
and lighting upon the sacred insect of the

cr^t "n '"? •" ^.T'"'^' '" ^°"^^ i^haraonic
^fi I '"^^^^^e moment, when truth
suddenly shmes forth! What other joys
can compare wif^ that hcly rapture! The
shepherd was ... the seventh heaven; he
laughed in response to my smile and was
nappy in my gladness.

Luck does not repeat itself: " Non bis
m idem says the old adage And here
have I twice had under my eyes this cnr-ous
pear-shape. Is it by any chance the normal
shape not subject to exception? Must we
abandon the thought of a sphere similar to
those which the insect rolls along the
ground? Let us continue and we shall see.
A second hole is found. Like the previous
one, It contains a pear. My tv.o treasures
re as hke as two peas; they might have
issued from the same mould. And here is
a valuable confirmatory detail: in the second
burrow, by the side of the pear and fondly
embracing it, is the mother Beetle, engaged
no doubt m giving it the finishing touches
before leaving the underground cave for

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good. All doubts arc dispelled: I know the
worker and I know the work.

ah.iY /'■'' l^ '^' '""'■^^'"8 provided
abundant corroboration of these prcnisses:
before an intolerable sun drove me from the
slope which I was explorinr I was in
possession of a dozen pears idcnUcal in shape
and almost in dimensions. On several oc-
casions, the mjther was present in the work-

n, '^^"Il''""u''"'^u ^^'' P^*"^ '^^ ""•• ^"bject, let
me tell what the future held in store for me.
All through the dog-days, from the end of
lune until September, 1 paid almost daily
^'Sirs tc he spots frequented by the Sacred
B.-dc; and the burrows unearthed by my
trowe furnished an amount of evidence
exceeding my fondest hopes. The insects

fTrlf.U 'T'u'^ '^P^^^''-'^ ""' ^^'^h more
tacts, though these, it is true, were very
scanty m comparison with the rich crop from
the open hdds. All told, about a hundred

nests, at the lowest computation, passed

hrough my hands; and they were invariably

the graceful pear-shape, never, absolutely

never the round shape of the pill, never the

ball of which the books tell us

I myself once shared this error, placing

as 1 did implicit confidence In the words of

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the learned authorities. My old hunting.
exped,.„.„s on the I'lateau dc. Angles led to
no result; rny attempts at h,„ne rear,, k

fa led p,t,lully; and yet l,vas anxious t„gi;f
I .younK readers some idea of the nest
fc-lt by the Sacred lieetle. I therefore
adopted the tr-nVitu^^-l *k ,• , "-"-'"'C

shim.- n I ."'""""f '"'••ory of the round

Ruiilc, 1 ma.lc use of the ittle that 1 had
earnt from „,J,,r dun«.rollers to at mpt „
appn,.u„ate sketch of the Sacred Beetle's
«'>rk. It was an unlucky shot. Analog
no doubt ,s a valuable servant, but oh, i^

Deiei Tr't '''"}, 'l'^^'" "bserv , onl
IJccci.ed l,j. this guide, so often untrusf
worthy am,d the inexhaustible variety o I ^

h s'ten T "'7"""= '^ blunderf and so
to dismiss from his mind the little that I
have saul heretofore on the probable nest
buicling methods of the Sacred Beede

And no« let us unfold the authentic story

Ob in"T' :: •"■"™t" ""'^ f-'^ -'- ly

Z ,^'' again and again. The Sacre,)
Beetles nest is betrayed on the outside by a
h tie heap ot earth, by a tiny moundtirm'ed
of the superHuous soil which the mother
when closing up ,he abode, has been unable
to replace, part of the excavation having to

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be left empty. Under this mound is a shaft
which IS rarely more than four inches in
depth, followed by a horizontal gallery,
either straight or winding, which ends in a
spacious hall^ large enough to contain a
man s fist. Th.s is the crypt in which the
egg lies enveloped in food and subjected to
the incubation of a hot sun baking the ground
only a few inches above it; this is the roomy
workshop ,n which the mother, unfettered
in her movements, has kneaded and shaped
the future nurseling's food into a pear.

Ihis stercoraceous bread has its main axis
lying m a horizontal position. Its shape
and size remind one exactly of those little
Midsummer s Day pears which, by virtue of
their bright colouring, their flavour and their
early npemng, are so popular with the
children There is a slight variation in the
bulk of the pears found. The largest
dimensions are 45 millimetres in length by
30 mihmetres in width;' the smallest are
35 millimetres by 28.2

Without being as polished as stucco, the
surface, ^yh,ch is absolutely even, is carefully
glazed with a thin layer of red earth. At
first soft as potter's clay, the pyriform loaf

^ 1-75 X 117 inches.— Translator's Note
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refused 'r '"^^^^"'^^^'^ ^^^ut crust which
refuses to y.cld to the pressure of the
fingers. Wood itself is no harder. Thi

tTe reel ' f'^'^'T ''''^^''' '^'' '^"^^tes
the recluse from the world and allows him

to consume h.s victuals in profound peace.

But should the central mass become dried

W'e shall t: '^"^" • '' '""'''"^^'y -^--
We shall have occasion to refer to the un-

happy lot of the grub condemned to a diet
of too-stale bread.

What dough does the Scarab's bakehouse
nnV .h Cr V\ '^': P"'-^'eyors ? The Horse
and the A ulc? By no means. Yet that
was what 1 expected — and so would any-
body — after seeing the insect make such
energetic raids, for its own use, upon the
overHowing store of an ordinary lump of
dung. Ihat IS where it habitually manu-
factures the rolling ball which it goes and
consumes in some underground retreat
, While coarse bread, full of bits of hav
IS good enough for the mother, she becomes
more particular where her children are con-
cerned. She now wants the very daintiest
pastry, rich m nourishment and easily
digested; she wants the ovine manna: not
hat which the Sheep of a costive habit
scatters m trails of black olives, but that

fill

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which, elaborated in a less dry intestine, is
fashioned into a single flat cake. This is
the material required, the dough exclusively
used It IS no longer the poor and stringy
produce of the Horse, but an unctuous,
plastic homogeneous thing, soaked throuc^h
and _ through with nutritive juices. Its
plasticity and delica.y make it an admirable
medium for an artistic piece of work like
the Scarabs pear while its alimentary
qualities suit the weak stomach of the new-
born gr. There may not be much of it,
but the uu ant Beetle will find it sufficient foi^
nis needs.

This explains the smallness of these pears,
a point which made me suspicious of the
origin of my treasure until I found the
mother present with the provisions. T was
unable to see in those little pears the bill of
fare of a future Sacred Beetle, who is so
great a glutton and of so remarkable a
size.

It probably also explains my failure in the
old days with my cr.gcs. In mv profound
Ignorance of the Sacred Bcctle^s domestic
ii/e, I used to supply her with what I could
pick up here and there, droppings of Horse
or Mule; and the Beetle refused it for her
children and declined to build a nest To

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day, taught by my experience in the fields T

fell •; he''"^ '°r^ supplies andil'l

insect never employs for its breedine-pears
matenals derived from the Horse ev^n [f

cleansed from objectionable matter? If the

relu.ed? I prefer to be cautious and mve
no opm.on. What I can declare Is thS I
inspected over a hundred burrows with a

case from first to last, the larva's provisions
had been obtamed from the Sheep

Where is the egg In that nutritive mass
o novel m shape? One would be inclTned

paunch" Th" ^'^ 'T'- ^^ ^^^ ^^^' --d
paunch Th,s central point is best-protected

aga.nst accidents from the outside^ b t off

in the matter of temperature. Bes de the

nascent grub would here find a de p ^ e

of food on every side of it and would not be

Ev'rlt'hin'^b^ "''^f ^u^ '" ^^^ ''^' --^'"f" s
^verythmg being of the same kind all round

It, here would be no necessity for it to pick

and choose; wherever it chanced to apply Its

h^^siSntt :\ ^°"'' ^^"^'"- ^^

nesitation its first dainty repast.

AH this seemed so ver>^ reasonable that

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I allowed myself to be led away by it. In
the first pear that I examined, layer by layer
shaving off slices with my penknife, I looked
tor the egg m the centre of the paunch,
teelmg almost certain of finding it there
Fo my great surprise, it was not there!
Instead of being hollow, the centre of the
pear is full and consists of one continuous,
uniform alimentary mass.

My deductions, which any observer in my
place would certainly have shared, seemed
ver. reasonable; the Scarab, however, is of
another way of thinking. We have our
logic, of which we are rather proud; the
dung-kneader has hers, which is better than
ours in this instance. She has her own fore-
sight, takes her own precautions; and she
places the egg elsewhere.

But where ? Why, in the narrow part of
the pear, in the neck, right at the end! Let
us cut this neck lengthwise, taking the
necessary precautions not ^o damage the
contents It is hollowed into a niche with
pohshed and shiny walls. This niche is the
tabernacle of the germ, the hatching,
chamber. The egg, which is very large in
proportion to the size of the mother, is an
elongated oval, about ten millimetres in
length with a diameter of five millimetres at

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the widest narf i T^ :„ l-

,^^"^^ '7 ''""^^ '-'^ ^bout it. Let us next
try to understand the Scarab's lo.ic I et u!

find out why .he has to make tha; p'ar o
hers, so unusna. • • P"^^ °t

let us seet fn I • "''. '" '"'"'*■ structures;
el'? . • '""P.'^"- '^^ suitability of the

eggs curious posit bn. We are vL/ •

beneath „rs,va,or;'"lfe ^ha^J"- "^
quicksands of crror.^ Mu t «" a^b^ndt

sources, so contemptible in the face of 'Z
boundless stretches of .he unlnown^t^:

■39X.I9 inches.— Translator's Note.
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does it know of absolute reality? Nothing.
The world interests us only because of the
ideas which we form of it. Remove the
idea and everything becomes a desert, chaos,
nothingness. An omnium-gatherum of facts
is not knowledge, but at most a cold
catalogue which we must thaw and quicken
at the fire of the mind; we must bring to it
thought and the light of reason; we must
interpret.

Let us adopt this course to explain the
work of the Sacred Beetle. Perhaps we
shall end by attributing our own logic to the
insect. After all, it will be just as remark-
able to see a wonderful agreement prevail
between that which reason dictates to us and
that which instinct dictates to the insect.

A grave danger threatens the Sacred Beetle
in his grub state: the drying-up of the food.
The crypt in which the larval life is spent
has a layer of earth, some four inches thick,
for a ceiling. Of what avail is this flimsy
screen against the tor*-*^ heat that beats
down upon the soil, baking it like a brick
to a far greater depth than that? At times
the temperature of the grub's abode mounts
towards boiling-point; when I thrust my
hand into it, I feel the hot air of a Turkish
bath.

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are Imble to dry up before that ,LT"b

oft CI "P'f'- W''-' i-'ed of e
sort oread of its first mfo] t^u^ ^ ^i uic

finr?« r,^*.u- ^'' ^"^ unhappy erub

Unas nothing: to stav Ifc cf^^ l . ^

numbers of these victim Tf th. ' ^°""^
which, after eatin/ptti?ullf o TlrSh"
food and diggmg themselves a cell n it haS
succumbed, unable to continL k; " ' •

provisions that had ZT '"^. '"^^

Tu . . ^" become too haM

dies there too f^ T/V^? 'ts transformations
to the trScTof 'C^:r'"' ™^ "''""™

sail' foiT'':?"^ "Vh'' ^'""^'^ '^' ' •>»-
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proved, in a more derinite fashion, by the
following experiment. In July, the period
of active niditication, 1 place in wooden or
cardboard boxes a dozen pears unearthed
that morning from their native burrows.
These boxes, carefully closed, are put away
in the dark, in my study, v.here the same
temperature prevails as outside. Well, in
none of them is the infant reared: sometimes
the egg shrivels; sometimes the worm is
hatched, but very soon dies. On the other
hand, in tin boxes or glass receptacles, every-
thing goes well: not one attempt at rearing
fails.

Whence do these differences arise?
Simply from this: in the high temperature
of July, evaporation proceeds apace under
the permeable wooden or cardboard screen;
the food-pear dries up; and the unfortunate
worm dies of hunger. In the impermeable
tin boxes, in the carefully-sealed glass
receptacles, evaporation does not take place;
the provisions retain their softness; and the
grubs thrive as well as in their native
burrow.

The insect employs two methods to ward
off the danger of desiccation. In the first
place, it compresses the outer layer with all
the strength of its stout, flat fore-arms,

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turning it into a protective rind more

central mass. If I break r^n.. ^i *l
J.J . "rtdK one or these

dned-up provision-boxes, the rind usua y
c rnes clean away, leaving the centre ^rt
bare. The whole suggests the shell and

bv th ° X ""'u ^^' P"-"-^^ "-cised
by the mother when manipulating her pear

has atfected the surface iVer to a dc^ h

the rnd; the mfluence of the pressure is not
felt lower down and the result is the big
central kernel. In the hot summer months'
the housewife puts her bread into a closed
pan, to keep it fresh. This is whn the

insect does, m its fashion: by dint of com.
press.on, it covers the family bread with a

she becomes a geometrician capable of
alue? ^o^h^^'-^%.P-blem of rninimum
V alues. Other conditions being equal eva-
poration obviously takes placc^ in' pro^o .
.on to the extent of the evaporating lur-
face. _ Ihe alimentary mass must therefore

m order to reduce the waste of moisture a
much as possible; at the same time, this
minimum surface must incorporate the

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maximum aggregate of nutritive materials,
so that the grub may find sufficient nourish-
ment. Now what is the form that encloses
the greatest bulk within the smallest super-
ficial area? Geometry answers, the sphere.

The Scarab, therefore, shapes the larva's
ration Into a sphere (we will leave the neck
of the pear out of the question for the
moment) ; and this round form is not the
result of blind mechanical conditions, im-
posing an inevitable shape upon the worker;
it is noi the violent effect of the roll-
ing along ihe ground. We have already
seen that, for the purpose of easier and
swifter transit, the insect kneads into a
perfect sphere the materials which it intends
to consume at a distance, without moving
that sphere from the spot on which it rests;
in short, we have realized that the round
form precedes the rolling.

In the same way, it will be seen presently
that the pear destined i^or the grub Is
fashioned in the burrow. It undergoes no
rolling-process, it is not even moved. The
Sacred Beede gives it the requisite outline
exactly as a modelling artist might do,
shaping his clay under the pressure of his
thumb.

With the tools which it possesses, the

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inwct could obtain other forms of a u,.

^Tul'^'t? "•' P"-Ced pi:ce' o
CTlhui.r ,k" ''■ '°' '"""""■ make a rough

and would "*-' "'""''^ P^""'^'' ='" ''^••- f>«"
and nould leave more time for plavinc in

the sun. But no: the Sacred Beetle , aver

chooses an,- shape but the sphere ,1,011

■t necessitates such scrupulous accuracvh.

acts as though she knew the laws <,f e^Ipora

t.on anj ,,,,„ f^„^ beginning .reTd

the p r'"w£: " '1^^™'"= ""= ""•'"'f
Ihe reply forces itself upon us irresistib'v

stimulus of life To , J, ,1. . ^™"^

combustible, tie shell of , '> /"">'"S
..: J II 1 • ' ^^"^ ^ bird s cctr jo

nddled with an endless number of p^ore
The pear of the Sacred Beetle mav h.'
compared with the Hen's egg Its^helM!
the nnd hardened by pressu'r'e w h a vew
p avo.dmg untimely desiccation; its n u trZ
ive mass, its meat, its yolk is the soft ba
sheltered under the rind; its air-chamber is

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the terminal space, the cavity in the nock,
where the air envelops the germ on every
side. Where would that germ t)e better off,
for breathing, than in its hatthing-chamber
projecting into the atmosphere and giving
free play to the passage of gases through
its thin and easily permeable wall?

In the centre of the mass, on the other
hand, aeration is not so easy. The hardened
rind tlocs not possess pores like an eggshell's;
and the central kernel is formed of compact
matter. The air enters it nevertheless, for
presently the grub will be able to live in it:
the grub, a robust organism which does not
need the same tender nursing as tiie first
flutter of life in the sensitive germ.

Where the adolescent larva thrives, the
egg would die of suffocation. Here is a
pr.n>f of it. I take a small, wide-necked
phial and fill it with Sheep-dung, the fare
required In this case. I push in a bit of stick
and obtain a shaft which shall represent the
hatching-chamber. Down this shaft I place
an egg carefully moved from its cell. I
close the orifice and cover up everything with
a thickly-heaped layer of the same material.
Here, in all excepting the shape, we have
an artificial reproduction of the Sacred
Beetle's pellet; only, in this instance, the egg

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is in the centre of the mass, the olace whi.h

?diet"th' ^^"^•^-•^^-- -ade ut bu n"v
neleve the most suitable. Well thT^-Z
which vv'c selected is fatal to life Thr'
d'es there. What !:as ?t hcked ? l^^
Parently. proper aeration. ™^^ ^P"
llcnttously enveloped bv tfw rln

needed for it, hatching 1 , ,'.™P---'-'-""re

ylk and, than^^s '^ " , ""■•/"'■'aee of ,he

is made of the mih^rLl k "' ''''•" "'°"

seated upon the h","d '^-•"t-S-apparatus

eartn 't'h'T"'' '•■""■■• ''"^ ""^"''ator is the
eartn, vh,ch is warmed by the sun I,!

^'-xter-LTi'ro;r;:ir"''

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them. The piles of food hoarded vary in
form, as we shall have an oppr timuy of
seeing: in addition to the pea ' '

l" ,. , t— . such shi[ :t

as the cyhnder, the ovoid, th ; p,ll and t^c
thimble are adopted, according i,> the gerjs
of the manipulator; but, amid this divei Jty
of outhne, one primary feature remains un-
changed and that is the placing of the egg in
a hatching-chamber dose to the surface
which allows free access to air and heat
And the most gifted in this delicate art of
knowing iust where to place the egg is the
Sacred beetle with her pear.

I was saying just now that this foremost
of dung-kneaders behaved with a logic that
rivals our own. By this time, my statement
has been completely established. Nay,
better still. Let us submit the following
problem to our leading scientilic lights. A
germ is accompanied by a mass of victuals
liable soon to be rendered useless by desicca-
tion. How should the alimentary mass be
shaped? ^^here should the egg be laid so
as to be easily mfluenced by air and heat?

The first question of the problem has
already been answered. Knowing that
evaporation varies in proportion to the
extent of the evaporating surface, science
declares that the victuals shall be arranged

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p-teccingti:;; tr.%' TfTo: rrr ^

ful contact it sh-,11 K ^ °^ ^"^ ^^^"1-

joins this ellipsoid to th. T 1 ^""^""'^ ^^
a graceful crr^^i^^VacT ^nd ^th""".^ f
becomes the pear, the necked lu'd 'T'
now a work of art i th^n.r (^u ^^ ^^

T'u c , ' a tninp^ or beantv

Can she "„ 'T-""""' dictate to ourselves
she4le' to • "■ " '""'' "f h^'uty? Is

manipulates it tjT" T\ ''" '"^ '^^

she touches i 'V'"'"""'^ .^^kness. But

' "• ^ ?<""• touch hers, roughly

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clad in horn, yet not insensible, after all, to
delicate contours.

It occurred to me to put children's in-
telhgence to the test with this problem in
aesthetics suggested by the Sacred Beetle's
work 1 wanted very immature minds,
hardly opened, still slumbering in the
misty clouds of early childhood, in short,
approximating as nearly as possible to the
vague intellect of the insect, if any such
approximation is permissible. x\t the same
time I wanted them to be clear-headed
enough to understand me. I selected some
untutored youngsters of whom the oldest
was six.

I submitted to this tribunal the work of
the Sacred Beetle and a geometrical produc-
tion of my own fingers, fp- -enting in the
same dimensions the sphe> nounted by

a short cylinder. Taking ...n of them
aside, as though for confession, lest the
opinion of one should influence the opinion
of another, I sprang my two toys upon them
and asked them which they thought the
prettier. There were five of them ; and they
all voted for the Sacred Beetle's pear.

I was stuck by this unanimity. The rough
little peasant-lad, who has scarcely yet learnt
how to blow his nose, has already a certain

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f sense of elegance of form H

j tinguish between the h.l lc\ "^ '^" '^'s-

I Can this be a " true of "h"'. '"^^ !^'' ^^'y-

No one who kneu wh.^1 ^'"'^ ^'-^^f '<-' ?

would venru!:";t; v:;-"^'^''"«^^-"t

would venture to sa 'no' 'iM. ""''' ""^^^^^^
that cannot be answered J ' ^""''""
consult the one in" ' , ' "'^ '''" ^«""ot
After all. the so^ufio ' ^"l^^*^ '" ^^'^ ^^^'^•

exceeding V smpIwr'^^'V ^'''"^^ ^^'^'^ ^e
know of its dor;o ^^^^^„^ocs the flower
fi, n ^"'onous coro a' Whnf j

capable of recogni7i„?il k ,,-''' ^" . '^^
mind, this eve „h;,r • ' '•"* «>'« "' the

form to s, n, «,r''''"'^" correctness of
dumb crea?™ u'VllTY: °' '^^■
outsu e the rreslcn'Ki^ .. ■ ^ne-toad,

is there rea K 'b , fh "'"1°^ '^^ ^^-»

What.-bar"mr^rHai;t'^'^Tt
enough. Answers would follow upon quest.

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ions without ever touching the real principle
of it all, the immovable foundation. What
a lot of philosophizing over a lump of
dung! It is high time to change the subject.

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THE SACRED BEETLE : THE Iv.ODELLING

Pj^ERE we are on solid ground, in the
domain ot facts, of things that can be

r!"/"k ''''''^^^' "o^ does the Sacred
iieetle obtain the maternal pear? To begin

achieved by the process of transport, for it is
not at all what one would get from hap-
hazard rolling m all directions. The bellv
of the gourd might be made in that way

L h Tu- '^l '";P''^^^ "'PP^^ hollowed
into a hatchmg-chamber: that delicate work
could never result from a series of violent,
irregular bumps. A goldsmith does no^
hammer out a jewel on a blacksmith's anvil »
Together with other sound reasons already
adduced, the pear-shaped outline delivers us,
I hope, once and for all, from the antiquated

roughly-jolted sphere.

To produce this masterpiece, the sculptor

bIT Q. \^^"; ^^^" '- '^^ Sacred
Beetle. She shuts herself In her crypt, with

the materials which she has brought down

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there, in order to concentrate upon her
modelling. The block out of which she is
to shape her pear may be obtained in two
ways. Sometimes the Beetle manages to
secure from the heap, by inethods which are
familiar to us, a tine mass of material which
is kneaded into a ball on the spot and is a
perfect sphere before it is set in motion.
Were it only a question of provisions in-
tended for her own meal, she would never
act otherwise.

When the ball is deemed big enough, if
the place does not suit her wherein to dig
the burrow, she sets out with her rolling
burden, going at random till she lights
upon a favourable spot. On the way, the
ball, without becoming any rounder than it
was to start with, hardens a little on the
surface and Is encrusted with earth and tiny
grains of sand. This earthy rind, picked up
on the road, is an authentic sign of a more
or less long journey. The detail is not with-
out importance; we shall find it useful
presently.

At other times, the Beetle may find a
suitable site for her burrow close to the
heap which has provided her block. The
soil there may be free from pebbles and easy
to dig. In that case, theie is no need of any

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inis IS rarely the casp „.,^
conditions, because of thT u"" "'^"'^^
ground, which ,sf.?n / ''°"S:hness of the

Sites pnKttbl %o "e.fvr" ''^"' 'T'
and far between- and th^- ^^'l"^ '"■' ^'""^^
about, with itrburTen,^ : Zlt: V"^
cages, on the other hand, v^^^^^^^^^^
of earth has been n-isscd th. u ^^'""^

i^ is the usual case.^ Hel ^J^^^^^^^^ ^-^-.

to dig at any point; and rthtn.0" Lr S
IS anxious to get ner arcr. U] J mother, Mho

lump disappea'r i„?:';ht'c'r pt" Vet't"
or the day after I v;.,;f- ,d , , °^>''

pnginal formless mass, the armfuls of ^^m,

feSin"".r ''°"':; ''^^^ become a pea Te':
feet m out me and exquisitely finished
The art,st.<: object bears Jhe marks of its

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method of manufacture. The part that
rests jpon the bottom of the cavity is crusted
over with earthy particles; all the rest is of
a glossy polish. Owing to its weight, owing
also to the pressure exercised when the
Beetle nianipulated it, the pear, while still
quite soft, became soiled with grains of earth
on the side that touched the floor of the
workshop; on the remainder, which Is the
larger part. It has retained the delicate linish
which the insect was able to give It.

'I he inferences to be drawn from these
carefully noted details are obvious: the pear
is no turner's work; it has not been obtained
by any sort of rolling on the ground of the
spacious studio, for in that case it would
have been soiled with earth all over. Be-
sides, its projecting neck eliminates this me-
thod of fabrication. And its unblemished
upper surface is eloquent testimony that it has
not even been turned from one side to the
other. The Beetle therefore has moulded
it where It lies, without turning or shifting It
at all: she has modelled it with little taps of
her broad paddles, just as we saw her model
her ball in the daylight.

Let us now return to what usuallv happens
in the free state. The materials then come
from a distance and are carried into the

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-ii - ci" n':.^;:} "^ ^ ^i^" covered with
^he insect c o S thi^ 'r'^'". ^^'^^ -'"
^he paunch of ^ ^r "^ "^"^"'^ "^"^-'"^

jroubh-n^. how thosl re ,h/ ''' /^'^^'^"^

iRh fo

,^-;"\ ^\"Pf"re the moth
with her ball

r me. as J have oft

"ly insect laborato
watch on c\ents.

\ ''H a large gl
moistened and h

•■^"^J takp the nhole I

in her burrow

OS ni order to

"t home, to

'^'cep a close
ass jar ^yith earth, sifted.

'^^'Meneu anc heaDc.I tr. ^u j • ' "'^^
Pl.«c,hc„,„eherrnlh/..''":-l depth

She ,s clasping on the

.^J^hebehn-cdpniXt

soil, I

stow away th

surface of this artiiiciai

r and wait \ , ''^P^'"''^^"^ '" ^ ^'m
^ r^cd by the insistent r».n.:..„

corner and

^•i-'i"y lonjr.

the Beede rcsunies h

ovaries.

;i certain cases, I see i

^er interrupted work

surface, destrr

yng her ball

icr, still on the

'-,/n .^Mc.t'',h:":ott'ot •«;!:,.. J''' V-'

find
>bj

'no: herself a ca

ne in despair wh

t in h

Pf'vc, breaks th

er madness It i^ based
scrupulous inspecti

^Vf^nenics. A

"i"'-->^cl which she'^'hir

amonnr Lawless

lOQ

precious
^n sound
on of the
.^••^t'\ered in haste,

neces-

competitors, is often

*..ite^...'.A4. '^ ' _-'iU-

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sary, for supervision is not ahvays easy on
the harvest-held itself, in the midst of thieves
and rohbers The ball may be harhourini;
a collection of little OnthophaRi and Aphodii
who passed unnoticed in the heat of acquisi-
tion. '

These involuntary intruders, findlntr them-
selves very well-off in the heart of the mass,
would make good use of the future pear,
much to the detriment of the lemtlmate
consumer. The ball must be purged of this
hungry brood. The mother, therefore,
pulls It to pieces and scrutinizes the fragments
closely. I hen the sorted bits are carefully
put together again and the ball remade, this
time without any earthy rind. It is dragged
underground and becomes an Immaculate
pear, ahvays excepting the surface touchlni:
the soil. *»

Oftener still, the ball is thrust by the
mother in ',, soil in the jar just as 1 took
It from the burrow, still with the rough crust
which It has acquired In its cross-country
rolling from the place where It was obtained
to the place where the Insect Intends to use It
In that case, I find It at the bottom of my
jar transformed Into a pear, but still rough
and encrusted with earth and sand over the
whole of Its surface, thus proving that the

The Saca-d Bcc.lc: ,I,e Modelling
pear-shaped outline has n„f I , ,

'">ve rinds amf a" ■,'*-' "P '" ''"' fi^'J^

others Ics If "! ""P"''»''"l, s,„„. more,

-i'aMe lncrt,'sL;i:„r'duT IT't^^' "'^■. -
Proeess, these hlemlshe, «ou . ""«■

<".•. prolonged rolling n""'';,:''! '" ';"',!"
suhterranean manor Th. f < . ''"-"

Pcrfeetly smooth, esped^mH " "'' ' '""^
fully neat snerlm .„!?■> ."'""'•' «<)nder.

clj-spel this;'',Sa"e ent"'lf ^ Vh'' ""; "«"'
'hat « hen the mated s 'are I, ijitt-d"" "
the bui V and <itnr^ i ^"iltcted near

pear is moden:d XT ^l; l^^t "r:^"''''' ,""^
prove to us that, in other c°e h 'T' ""■'^
earth and grit on the outside of h t,? "'
not a Sinn of iVc J.O • , "^^'"'^ o^ the ball are

in the m"rkshon K?*^ "" "■"""' '" »"'' fro

.-. fairly long i^Lrt "' T^''- "^'■' "'•"« of
ground * ^ """^ °" ""^ ^"'•face of the

peaT°is''!,„'"'"'"' " "■' construction of the

artiit obstin ::ry x"s t'^ d "■^^•^^-'-•'"s

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absolute darkness for her niodcllinjj;; and I
need lij^lit if I wouki sec her at her task. It
is impossible to unite the two coiulitions.
Let us try, nevertheless; let us catch some
glimpses of the truth whose fulness "'udes
our vision.

The arrangements made are as follows.
I once more take the bijj; jar. I cover the
bottom with a layer of earth two or three
inches deep. To obtain the transparent
workshop necessary for my observations, I
fix a tripod on the earthy layer and, on
this support, about four inches in height-
I place a round piece of deal of the same
diameter as the jar. The glass-walled
chamber thus marketl out will represent the
roomy crypt in which the insect works. A
piece is scolloped out of the edge of the deal
block, large enough to permit of the passage
of the Beetle and her ball. Lastly, above
this screen, I heap a layer of earth as deep
as the jar allows.

During the operation, a portion of the
upper earth falls through the opening and
slips down to the lower space in a wide
inclined plane. This was a circumstance
which I had foreseen and which was in-
dispensable to my plan. By means of this
slope, the artist, when she has found the

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commuiiJcatln^r trap-door will mnL- .
transparent cell whid/l\^ !^^^^^^^^^

her. She will make for , of cour ' l'
Pro\ ( ,-,l fh.i- ,1, I • . i-uursi, on y

therV ,r '■ '" P"'«' 'lark.Rs, I

at IT ™»'=c a carjboard olin.ln-, dosed

..!,■,„.,: :,h^ , ' "i,^"^- J"« «„hdraw„ into
le 1 "• -^ morninL'- s seirrh

need rtl '" f™'"'' '-■ ^'"^ " "• I

ti surA ':] ;;: .x^r, -" "- '-^'i °n

nn tU.. upper layer of earth- T

nj IZ'^r' "•■"■ ■■" "'jboard sheaih

is too PC eve ,"'',:; ™^^^"f "'" ""•• B«"e

upper layer of earth M.P"' """™'''' "■«
thick- si e ,W I 1 ''' " ™f suffieiently

an obsta e i^nTt: rr^ '''^' ^''"'^•

normal exeava.L '-^sh ,v ir-"""' "^ ''^^

cause of ,he ■Spldt„7i'nT'' ^
ODenina ,,;n j ^'" c-nc and, tindinff the
opening, will descend through this trap-door

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to the lower compartment, which, being free
and roomy, will represent to the insect the
crypt whence I have just removed it. But
all this takes time; and I must wait for the
morrow to satisfy my impatient curiosity.

The hour has come: let us go and see.
The study-door was left open yesterday: the
mere sound of the door-handle might disturb
and stop my distrustful worker. By way of
greater precaution, before entering I put
on noiseless slippers. And now, whoosh!
The cylinder is removed. Capital 1 My
forecast was correct.

The Beetle occupies the glazed studio. I
surprise her at work, with her broad foot
laid on the rough model of the pear. But,
startled by the sudden light, she remains
motionless, as though petrified. This lasts
a few seconds. Then she turns her back
upon me and awkwardly ascends the inclined
plane, to reach the dim heights of her gallery.
I give a glance at the work, take note of its
shape and its position and once more restore
darkness with the cardboard sheath. Let us
not proh aur intrusion, if we would renew
the test.

My sudden, short visit gives us some idea
of the mysterious work. The ball, which at
first was absolutely spherical, is now de-

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round the neck Xh;. ^ ""row groove
future pear tens uT of T/ ""'''' °' "'^

a^n.eth^dideSar.ifhtar^pi::;^'!'

«n=n .gnorant of the potter's wheel '

The plast,c ball, ringed at one end has

o?'therrof'"^hl%"ea^.^-^rl4'"^

pLin a"lVro"nfeL"arL'"'=^t- '"
pressure. " '""^ '>PP'y>ng

vis!^°i?J''' 7'"'"? ^ P^y '""'her sudden
Sv er d ?r7 "' "''"''• The insect has re"

Troubled by the HoodTf light bafBedtt?'

"range events to which myttificef ^t^rist'

t at once makes off and takes refugeTn I '

brt'esHr ■''' P""^ """her, p^f^secu ted

darkt %' rse"s"'bu"t\h°"^ '"''' '"'" "■'
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The Sacred Beetle and Others

The work has progressed. The crater
has become deeper; its thick lips have dis-
appeared, are thinner, closer together,
drawn out into the neck of a pear. The
objeci, however, has not changed its place.
Its position and direction are exactly as I
noted them before. The side that rested
on the ground is still at the bottom, at the
same point; the side that faced upwards is
still at the top; the crater that lay on my
right has been replaced by the neck, still on
my right. All of which gives conclusive
proof of my earlier statements: there is no
rolling, but only pressure, which kneads and
shapes.

The next day, a third visit. The pear is
finished. Its neck, yesterday a yawning
sack, is now closed. The egg, therefore, is
laid; the work is completed and demands
only the finishing touches of general polish-
ing, touches upon which the mother, so intent
on geometrical perfection, was doubtless
engaged at the time when I disturbed her.

The most delicate part of the business
escapes my observation. Roughly speaking,
I can see plainly how the egg's hatching-
chamber is obtained: the thick pad surround-
ing the original crater is thinned and flattened

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under the pressure of the feet and is
lengthened into a sack the mouth of which
gradually narrows. Up to this point, the
work provides its own explanation. But,
v''^-n^ve think of the insect's rigid tools, its
broad, toothed fore-arms, whose spasmodic
movements remind us of .he stiff gestures of
an automaton, we are left without any
explanation of the exquisite perfection of the
cell which is to be the hatching-chamber of
the egg.

With this crude equipment, excellently
adapted to pick-axe work though it be, how
does the Scarab obtain the natal dwelling,
the oval nest so daintily polished and glazed
within? Does her foot, a regulr- saw, Htted
with enormous teeth, begin to rival the
artist's brush in delicacy from the moment
when It is inserted through the narrow oriHce
of the sack? Why not? I have said else-
where and this is the moment to say it again:
the tool does not make the workman. The
insect exercises its own particular talents with
any kind of tool with which it is supplied.
It can saw with a plane or plane with a saw,'
like the model workman of whom Franklin
tells us. The same strong-toothed rake
which the Sacred Beetle uses to open up the
earth she also employs as a trowel and brush

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wherewith to glaze the stucco of the chamber
in which the grub will be born.

In conclusion, one more detail concerning
this hatching-chamber. At the extreme end
of the neck of the pear, one point is always
pretty clearly distinguished: it bristles with
stringy fibres, while the rest of the neck is
carefully polished. This is the plug with
which the mother has closed the narrow
opening after carefully depositing the egg;
and this plug, as its hairy structure shows,
has not been subjected to the pressure which
has been exerted over all the rest of the mass,
working into it any projecting bits, however
small, till not the slightest sign of roughness
remains.

Why does the extreme end of the pear
receive this special treatment, a most curious
exception, when nothing else has eluded the
heavy blows of the insect's legs? The
reason is that the hind-end of the egg rests
against this plug, which, were ii . sed
down and driven in, would transmit uie
pressure to the germ and imperil its safety.
So the mother, aware of the risk, stops the
hole without ramming down the stopper: the
air in the hatching-chamber is thus more
easily renewed; and the egg escapes the
dangerous activity of the powerful rammer.

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CHAPTER VI

THE SACRED BEETLE: THE LARVA

UTe^^ '^' ^«^'" "'^'"g Of the burrow,

varying influences of the sun, the supreme
incubator Consequently the e Is nofnor
can there be any fixed date for the quickei^ng
of the germ. In very hot, sunny weather f
have obtained a grub five or six' days aft'e
the egg was laid; with a more moderate

™nt'hf *^""^ ^"^ J"^^ -^ ^^^ h-ch.
As soon as the new-born grub has fluno-
aside Its swaddling-clothes, it forthwith bke!
into the walls of its chamber. It smarts eat!
ing its house, not anyhow, but with unerring
wisdom. If t nibbled at th^ i-u- . ""^^^'yS
rpll o« A X . °^ea at the thin side of its

ulir \ 'I '' """^^'"S to dissuade it, for
here as elsewhere the materials are of
excellent quahty-if its mandibles scraped
the extreme end of the nipple, the weakest
point, ,t would make a breach in the pro-
tectinflr wall before it had sufficient putty to

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repair that breach. This putty is the
material which we shall see the larva using
later, when accidents of that kind occur from
external causes.

If it ate into its heap of provisions at
random, it would expose itself to serious
risks from the outside; at the very least it
would be liable to slip out of its cradle and
tumble to the ground through the open
window. Once it falls out of its cell, there
is no hope for the little grub. It will not
know how to make its way back to the
larder; and, if it does find its heap of pro-
visions again, it will be repelled by the hard
rind with its bits of grit and sand. In its
wisdom, greater than any possessed by the
young of the higher animals, which are
always watched over by a mother, the new-
born larva, still sleek and shiny with the
slime of the egg, thoroughly knows the
danger and avoids it by masterly tactics.

Though all the food around it is alike
and all is to its taste, nevertheless it tackles
exclusively the floor of its cell, a floor con-
tinued by the bulky sphere in which bites will
be permissible in every direction, as the
consumer pleases.

Can any one explain why this particular
spot Is chosen as the starting-point, when

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there is nothing to distinguish it, from the
point of view of food? Could the f n,!
creature be warned of the proximity of he
outer a,r by the effect which'a thTn fva' ha
on Its sensitve skin? If .n hr! ■ ^

Or rather I begin to see davlicht I
recoRn.ze once again, under anothe asneet
what was taught me some vears ago b? h '
Scol.a.wasps ■ and the Sphex-wasps :> thooe
sacnt„,e eaters, those skilfu, anatotS Ls tl
can d.scnmmate so well between the lav "u^

to" detur" h"'"' '"' "t ""-"--t, "ah
to devour their prey without killlni. :'■ until
the end of the meal. The Sacred Beetle has
h s own complicated art of eating. T lough

tnc VKtuals, which are not liable to un ba,l

mo thf:rf h '"^r '° r.'' "«»■"« ^""'- -j

shdtcr Of t b". 1™"''' "'^ ''™ "' his
ear 1,1; .1 ''•''"gerous mouthfuis, the

ea.last arc the most to be feared, because

Trnnslalor's Xofr. ' '^'•^e'ra tie .Matttx: chap, xi.—

by'lL3;uL;'^£f,f J:^ l;^- J- "enri Fabre, translated
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of the creature's weakness and the thinness
of the wall. As its protection, therefore,
the grub has, in its own way, the primal
inspiration without which none would be
able to live; it obeys the imperious voice of
instinct, which says:

*' There shalt thou bite and no elsewhere."
And, respecting all the rest, however
tempting, it bites at the prescribed spot; it
eats into the pear at the bottom of the neck.
In a few days, it has worked its way deep
down into the mass, where it waxes big and
fat, transforming the filthy material into a
plump larva, gleaming with health, ivory-
white with slate-coloured reflections and
without a speck of dirt upon it. The matter
which has disappeared, or rather which has
been remelted in life's crucible, leaves empty
a round cell into which the grub fits itself,
curving its back under the spherical dome
and bending double.

The time has come for a sight stranger
than any yet displayed to me by the industrial
prowess of an insect. Anxious to observe
the grub in the intimacy of its home, I open
In the belly of the pear a little peep-hole half
a centimetre * square. The head of the
recluse at once appears in the opening, to

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enquire what is happening The K u •
perceived. The hca^l T '"'^^^ '«

just sec the whiu- back tt'^^'T ^ ^^"
narrow cabin a„d^h^"^^'^?"' '" ^^e
window whih'fh "; i""^ ^'^c'-^'. the

so/t, b o pai^'^f .r^^' '^ '^'"^^'d with a

, oronn paste, which soon hardens
. ^hc Hiside of the cabin sj-<l If ,-

IS no doubt a semiH„I<j ' , ^" '">'^^l^

round, as is shou^K k^'"*'';'^^'^- burning
back, th tub h" ' f ^"'^^•^" '^'^^^ ^>( its
this material and / ' ' -'"^ ' ^^"^^^^^ of

stuck kr^^t'^Z'T ''' ^'""'^' ^-

breach which if I ^ "^ mortar, in the
remove the 1' Th '''u ^''^^'^-^^- I

p-sitsh:aS':tthJwinit^;^h^^^

spins round as ei«;i„ o. '• "."'"''■aws it,

forthwith produc s'a L'. ""f '", '" ^''^'" »"J

r,-t?s:;^^fh\Ltt™sr„'2;'r"-

tlie art of o fenm , • , ?'«''' l"^- in

means which ourS^To'^ "'n ""P'^^
to contemplate ?, ? u™"'^ ""' ''"'•«

prehmmary twisting; i, t ^he U ^ ""
tremity. It does Lt k • , °''"'''' <="-

alimentarv d„u«h g^ herTd'h' '"""■ "' '»
-"-•i.e.e.tts'„1,l^^J^2t'pe7-7eTot

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closed ; a much more economical proceeding.
Sparingly measured out, the rations must not
be wasted: there is just enough to live upon.
Besides, the cement is of better quality; it
soon sets. Lastly, the urgent repairs are
more quickly effected if the intestines lend
their kindly aid.

They do, in point of fact, and to an
astonishing degree. Five, six times in
succession and oftener, I remove the plug;
and, time after time, the mortar ejects a
copious discharge from its apparendy in-
exhaustible reservoir, which is ever at the
mason's service, without an interval for rest.
The grub is already beginning to resemble
the Sacred Beetle, whose stercoraceous prow-
ess we know: it is a past master in the art
of dunging. It possesses above any other
animal in the world an intestinal docility
which anatomy will undertake presently to
explain to us in part.

The plasterer and the mason have their
trowels. In the same way, the grub, that
zealous repairer of breaches made in its
home, has a trowel of its own. The last
segment is lopped off slantwise and carries on
its dorsal surface a sort of inclined plane, a
broad disk surrounded by a fleshy pad. In
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wmenting-aperture. There you have your
trowel, a most respectable one, flattened out
and supplied with a rim to prevent the
compressed m.ttcr from flowing away use!

As soon as the mass of plastic matter has
been emitted, the levelling- and compressing
instrument sets to work to introH-ce the
cement well mto the irregularities of the

ness of the rumed portion, to give it
consistency and smooth it. After this
trowel-work, the grub turns round: it com
and finishes the job with its wide forehead
and improves it w.th the tip of its mandibles
Wait a quarter of an hour; and the repaired
portion will be as firm as the rest o'f he
shell, so quickly does the cement set. Out!
side, the repairs are betrayed by the ir-
regular projections where the stuff has been
forced out, the part which the trowel could
not reach; but, ,ns.de, there is no trace of
the breakage: the usual polish has been
restoi-ed at the damaged sp'ot. A pi ster
stopping a hole m one of our waL could
produce no better piece of work

Noi- do the grub's talents end here
U ith its cement it becomes the mender of
pots and pans. Let me explain. I have

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compared the outside of the pear, which
when pressed and dried, becomes a stout
shell, with a jar containing fresh fooii. In
the course of ,i,y excavations, sometimes
made on difficult soil, I have happened
occasionally (o break this jar ulih an ill-
directe^; blow of my trowel. I have
col ected the potsherds, pieced them to-
gctaer. after restoring the grub to its place
and kept the whole thing united by wrapping
It m a scrap of newspaper.

On reaching home, I have found the pear
put out of shape, no doubt, and seamed with
scars, but just as solid as ever. During the
walk the gr b had restored its ruined
dvvellmg to condition. Cement injected Into
the cracks joined the pieces; inside, a thick
plastering strengthened the inner wall, so
much so that the repaired shell was quite as
good as the untouched shell, except for the
irregularity of the outside. In its art:st-
ically-mcnded strongh(jld, the grub found the
peace cssentiul to its existence.

The time has come to ask ourselves the
reason for this plasterer's craft. Destined
to hve in complete darkness, docs the larva
stop the cracks made in its house in order
to avoid the unwelcome Intrusion of the
hght? But it is blind. There is no trace

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of an organ of sight on its yellowish head,
piece. I he absence of eyes, however, does
not authori/e us to deny the influence of the
light, an influence which perhaps is vaguelv
resented by the grub's delicate skin. I>roofs
are required. Here thcv are.

I manage to make my breach almost in the
dark. The httlc light that remains is just
sufficient to guide my houscbreakiMg-implc-
ment. When the opening is made, I at once
lower the shell ,nr • a dark box. A few
mmutes later, the h is stopped. Despite
the darkness m n hich found itself, the grub
has thought fit to seal up its cell

In small jars packed full of provisions, I
bnng up arvac taken from their native pear
A pit IS dug m the mass of foodstuffs, ending
at the bottom in a hemisphere Th s
cavit)-, representing about the half of the
pear, will be the artificial cell given in
exchange for the natural one. I put the
gruos on which I am experimenting into
separate cells. The change of residence
produces no appreciable anxiety. Finding
the food of my selecting very much to their
taste, they bite into the walls with their
customary appetite. Exile in no way per-
turbs those stoical stomachs; and my
attempts at breeding are pursued unchecked.

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A remarkable thing now happens. All
my transplanted ones work little by little
to complete the round nest of which my pit
represented only the lower half. I have
provided the flooring. They propose to
add a ceiling, a dome, and thus to shut them-
selves up in a spherical enclosure. The
materials are the putty supplied by the
intestines; the building-tool is the trowel, the
mclinecl plane of the final segment. Soft
bricks are laid on the margin of the well.
When these have set, they serve as a support
tor a second row, sloping slightly inwards.
Uther rows follow, marking the curve of the
general structure more and more distinctly.
Also, from time to time, a wriggle of the
hinder-part assists in determining the
spherical conformation. In this way, with-
out any supporting scaffold, without the
cradle indispensable to our architects in
building an arched roof, a commanding dome
IS obtained, built upon space and completir,,?
the cphere which I began.

Some of them shorten the work. The
glass wall of the little jar occasionally comes
within range. Its smooth surface suits the
taste of these fastidious polishers; its curve,
to a certain extent, coincides with that of
their plan. They make use of it, doubtless

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wall is a°hnrof hf- ' ""°°"' ™""d
this way th»e'is° as' ^ed°r„ X''"!- ^^

\V M T P"P°" admirably. ^

for weekf :f "''i ^'>'•^^ ="' d^X long and

of .. «:d ^,-^,rr .tdott

te.lX;ertrTo%r^"^

r^!xry;t.^H-f°"S

the larva so "alerW . ^ f ^T "■"' '^h'"
I h'.ve made in^K .h f "'•' ^'''''^ ^''hich

to protect telVLmTht-ighr''^"''^"-

whic'h the afr 4ht ent^ rVh"""^ •"'^""^'^
the solution, /he temperatlJr i:T " ""'
•n my room and in the LhV k 'j •"'^
} perpetrate my burglarie" the atm"' I*"'"
■n my study is absolute^ s m "."""fPhere

~or:;;rCo'""-'-''"''""^"

founde. J^ oTa^tea;" ''' ^™" P^

whlh";o^st™i7uf™:':,^t^-.
""•"■• ^"' "-""-'ess the^aiitirr:;

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to be avoided at all costs. If it flowed in at
all plentifully through a breach, with the
dryness which the July heat imparts to it
the provisions would be dried up. Faced
with an uneatable biscuit, the grub would
become languid and anaemic and would soon
pensh of hunger. The mother, to the best
of her abilities, has guarded her offspring
against death from starvation by making
her pear round and giving it a stout rind;
but, for all that, her children are not
released from every obligation to watch their
rations. If they want bread that keeps soft
and fresh to the last they must in their turn
see to It that the provision-jar is properly
closed. Crevices may appear, fraught with
grave dange.. It is Important to stop them
up without delay. This, if I be not utterly
at fault, IS the reason why the grub Is a
plasterer armed with a trowel and provided
with a workshop that can always furnish
plenty of putty. The pot-mender repairs
his cracked jar in order to keep his bread
nice and soft.

A serious objection suggests itself. The
slits, the breaches, the vent-holes which I
see so zealously cemented are the work of
irv instruments: tweezers, pen-knlfe, dis-
secting-needles. It cannot be maintained

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''lent ': %t: sr ■^'"' .■" ^'^-Se

brought upon "tb! h, ^""'F ">' "•""''les
ias ,> to /ear from "'^'" ^"'°''^- What

Since the Sacred BeeX T' .'° """■'"S-

ball under the hr„,^ """''' ™"ing his

probabFy the fi™i""°P>' °f *^ ^^y,! .^

order Jmake themtrt^m^^ ''""'^ '"

">«• Others will come ifr """ '""■""«

they will be vJn' few I M "' P"''-''P^.- b"

ive interferencT is Lt ' "'^" \d«t"'ct-

of providing oL'serw-ir'' "'^ P^''"'

cement. Then ^h/ his !„' 'Z""^' ""'*
crevices? ^ "" ^" of stopping

in ^Itu„]"shen Zr""' P""f"' ''°™^.
perfect secur tv 'hetn.h "" 't^'™ '^ ^"ch
"•oubles. \VWch 'of ""^ nevertheless has its

greatest to the sm lie t^Vr' 1"" "■'
birth. Thouch r hTJ' ,^' ""^Sm at
fnnge of the matter r °"'y/ouched the
of three or fo„rsort: /""• ^^''""^y =■»"=
to which the S "red r"!,^"'™"' accidents

"rives to take%er share and"""'".^""''

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her pill, the bit is often at the mercy of
fellow-banqueters of whom the smallest are
the most to be dreaded. There are
especially little Onthophagi, earnest workers
crouching under the shelter of the cake.
Some prefer to plunge into the richest part
and bury themselves ecstatically in its
luscious depths. One of these is Schreber's
Onthophagus, who is a shiny ebon-black, with
four red spots on his wing-cases. Another
is the smallest of our Aphodii {Aphodius
pusillus, Herbst), who confides her eggs,
here and there, to the thick part of the cake.
In her hurry, the mother Scarab docs not ex-
amine her harvest very carefully. While
some of the Onthophagi are removed, others,
buried in the centre of the mass, escape no-
tice. Besides, the Aphodius' eggs are so
small that they elude her vigilance. In this
way a contaminated lump of paste is taken
into the burrow and moulded.

The pears In our gardens suffer from ver-
min which disfigure them with scars. The
Sacred Beetle's pears suffer even worse
ravages. The Onthophagus shut in by
accident ferrets about and pulls them to
pieces. When, filled to repletion, the
glutton wishes to make his exit, he pierces
them with circular holes large enough to

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admit a Jead-pencil. The evil is worse stIU
with the Aphodius, whose family hatch,
develop and imdergo their transformation
m the very heart of the provisions. My
notes contam descriptions of pears per-
forated in every direction, riddled with a
multitude of holes that serve for the escape
of the tiny dung-worker, a parasite in spite
or himself.

\Vith table-fellows such as these, who bore
ventilating-shafts in the provisions, the
Sacred Beetle's grub dies if the miners be
numerous. Its trowel and mortar cannot
cope with so g'c^at a task. They can cope
with It if the damage be slight and the in-
truders few. At once stopping up every
passage that opens around it, the grub holds
Its own against the invader; it disgruntles him
and drives him away. The pear is saved
and preserved from internal desiccation.

_ Various Cryptogamia have a finger in the
pie. They invade the fertile soil of the pill,
make t rise in scales, split it with fissures by
impla ting their pustules. In its shell
cracked by this vegetation, the grub would
die were it not for the safeguard of its
mortar, which puts an end to these
desiccating vent-holes.

It puts an end to them in a third case,
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the most frequent of all. Without the
intervention of any ravager, whether animal
or plant, the pear pretty often peels of its
own accord, swells and tears. Is this due
to a reaction in the outer layer, which was
too tightly pressed by the mother when
modelling? Is it due to an attempt at
fermentation ? Or is it not rather the result
of a contraction similar to that of clay, which
splits in drying? All three causes might
very well play their part.

But, without saying anything positive on
this point, I will draw attention to certain
deep fissures which seem to threaten the soft
bread with desiccation, inadequately pro-
tected as it is by the cracked jar. Have
no fear that these spontaneous breaches will
do any harm: the larva will soon put them
right. In the distribution of gifts, it was
not for nothing that the trowel and putty
were awarded to the Sacred Beetle's grub.

We will now give a brief description of
the larva, without stopping to enumerate the
articulations of the palpi and antennae,
which are wearisome details of no immediate
interest. _ It is a fat grub and has a fine,
white skin, with pale slate-coloured reflect-
ions proceeding from the digestive organs,

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^^^l^'^'n "^" y°" ^°'^ ^^^ creature
J. ,. ^'Pf- Bent into a broken arch nr

hook, .h/ehlt -unhtd fifth"' "' "'^
of the abcl„n,e'„ swell In.o 1' \ Xr

.he pressure of ^he'^rtel'-'-S T h"

grul-s' s''i:f ;: t^i'-, '" p-p""'"" to the

gruDs si/t, IS slightly convex, bricht re.l
and studded «ith a feu- pale br stle, TV
kgs are fairly long and s'turdy, nj ng I I
pointed tarsus. The grub does not uTe^ cm
as a means of pro -rcsslon. When tiken

repeated discharges of its mortar ^

J-et us also mention the f ,. ,. 1 trowel
that last segment lopped into s!.„ ing Ji ^
and nmmcd with a Beshy pad. ;„ the cen re
of this mdined plane is the open stc co a
ceous slit, which thus, by a very unusual

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inversion, occupies the upper surface. A
huge hump and a trowel: that gives you the
insect in two words.

In his Histoire naturelle des coleopteres
de France, Mulsant describes the larva of
the Sacred Beetle. He tells us with
meticulous detail the number and shape of
the joints of the palpi and antennae, he sees
the hypop- ?\nxx\ * and its pointed bristles; he
sees a multicude of things in the domain of
the microscope; and he does not see the
monstrous knapsack that takes up almost
half the insect, nor does he see the strange
configuration of the last segment. There is
not a doubt in my mind that the writer of
this minute description has made a mistake:
the larva of which he speaks is nothing like
that of the Sacred Beetle.

We must not finish the history of the grub
without saying a few words about its internal
structure. Anatomy will show us the works
wherein the cement employed in so eccentric
a manner is manufactured. The stomach or
chylific ventricle is a long, thick cylinder,
starting from the creature's neck after a very
short (PS'>phagus. It measures about three
times the insect's length. In its last quarter,

^ The last ventral segment of the abdomen. — Translator's
Note.

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if- /'7j\ " ^'uminous lateral Docket

soTs to v^!m"''u'^ *"= .»"PP'i" "» stored

tho "ugh ''"^TirchW^r' """fP'" """^
fnr» , ^ ^' ,. -^"^ chyhhc ventnce s much

frnn ""f -'^ ^'' ''''''^^' ^"^ ^^^^ts round n
front of Its appendix, in the form of a lar^e
loop occupy ng the dorsal surface It Is fo
contam th.s oop and the side-pocket tha the
back swel s mto a hump. Th'e grub's knap,
sack ,s, therefore, a second paunch an
annexe as ,t were, of the stomach whi'ch is

tlstive'r'^'^' '' '?^'''"^ ^^^ -J-'-u
digestive apparatus. Four verv fine v^r^

ong tubular glands, very muTh' entangle^
tt^ch'll^'^^rici::^^^^ "^^^^ ''' ''^'^ ^'

an^'f r'T" ,'^' '"'^'''"^' ^^'^h is narrow
and cyhndrical and rises in front Thl

intestine IS followed by the rectum " w^ch
pushes backwards. This last, which t
occjeptionally large and furnished withto

distended with its contents. There you have
the roomy warehouse in which the digestive
re/use accumulates; there vou have the

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CHAPTER VII

THE SACRED BEETLE: THE NYMPH;
THE RELEASE

THE larva increases in bulk as it eats
the walls of its house from the inside.
Little by little, the belly oi the pear is
scooped out into a cell whose capacity grows
in proportion to the growth of its inhabitant.
Ensconced in its hermitage, suppl^nl with
board and lodging, the recluse waxes big and
fat. What more is wanted? Certain
hygienic duti».s have to be attended to,
though it is no easy matter in a cramped
little niche nearly all the room in which is
occupied by the grub; the mortar incessantly
elaborated by an excessively obliging in-
testine must be shot somewhere when there
is no breach that needs repairing.

The larva is certainly not fastidious, but
even so the bill of fare must not be too out-
rageous. The humblest of the humble does
not return to what he or his kin have already
digested. Matter from which the intestinal
alembic has extracted the last available atom
yields nothing more, unless we change both

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chemist a,id apparatus. What the Sheen

as worthless residue .s an excellent thing for
the grub uh.ch also boasts a mighty paun h *
but the larva's own droppings^Iu^ no

anothe? ^r'"'' '" ^h- turn to'c'onsumt s of
another class are loathsome to the grub it-

be ;torlr-"''"f '^" '^' cumbrous'refu'l

. } ^^^^ described elsewhere the sinmjlar
.ndustry of the Cotton-bees,' whose laf^e

make from their digestive dregs an elegan
casket a masterpiece of inlaid tvork W "h
the only material at its disposal in its e

ought to be an intolerable nuisance, the grub

artisuc than the Cotton-bee's but much
Tn" ^•^'"^-^^b^- ^et us see how Tt is

Attacking its pear at the bottom of the
ne k, eatmg steadily downwards and leav ng
nothmg intact in its area of operations exc pf
a flimsy nail necessary for its protection,

'-^^SVZ:'!:tr^^^^^^^ "-"• '^'bre. trans-

iator-sNou. "" "^^ ^^"""'^ '^'">P- i^— Trans-

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the larva obtains a free space at the hack,
in which its droppings arc deposited without
dirtying the provisions. 1 he hutching-
chambcr is the first to be HUed up in this way ;
then gradually more and more oi the
segment which has been eaten into follows
suit, always in the round part of the pcur,
which consequently by dcgr. s recovers us
original compactness at the top, while the
bottom becomes less and less thick. lichinJ
the grub is the ever-increasing mass of used
material; in front of it is the layer, sriallcr
day by day, of untouched food.

Complete development is attained in four
or five weeks. By that time there is in the
belly of the pear an eccentric, circular cavity,
with walls very thick towards the neck of
the pear and very Bimsy at the other end,
the disparity being occasioned by the me-
thod of eating and of progressive filling
up. The meal is over. Next comes the
furnishing of the cell, which must be
padded snugly for the tender body of the
nymph, and the strengthening of one of the
hemispheres, the one whose walls have been
scraped by the last bites to the utmost per-
missible limit.

For this most Important work the larva
has wisely reserved a plentiful stock of

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cement. The trowel therefore begins to be
busy, [his time, the oLject is not to i -pair
damajrc ; it is to double and treble the thick-
ness of the wall in the weaker hemisphere
and to ever the whole surface with stucco
which, after being polished by the move-
merits of the grub's ,)oc,v, uill be soft to -he
touch. As this cement acquires a consistency
superior to that of the original materials,
the grub IS at last contained within a stout
casket which defies all efforts to open it
with one's hngers and is almost capable of
withstanding a blow from a stone.

The apartment is ready. The grub sheds
Jts skin and becomes a nymph. There are
very few inhabitants of the insect world that
can compa-; for sober beauty >vith the
delu-r> c ;r.;r.. which, with' Aving-cases
.: Mt of it like a wide-pleated
r^• - Ts ^olded under its head
' 'v hih Beetle when counter-
's to mind a mummy
' "' < :•• dages in the approved
..de. Semitranslucent and
it looks as though it were
a block of amber. Imagine
•n this state, mineralized,
rendered incorruptible: it would make a
splendid topaz gem.

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sea-- 'ir;d •^.^

like ,', .c .;
feiti. j> ,!r:'
kept by its . ,
hieratic :r,,
honey-yellow,
carved from
it hardened

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It f u-

f.f:

In this marvel of beauty, so severe and
dignified in shape and colouring, one point
above all captivates me and at last provides
me with the solution of a far-reaching
problem. Have the fore-legs a tarsus, yes
or no? This is the great matter that makes
me neglect the jewel for the sake of a
structural detail. Let us then return to a
subject that used to excite me in my early
days, for the anfwer has come at last, late,
it is true, but certain and indisputable. The
probabilities wliich were all that my first
investigations could give me turn into cer-
tainties established by overwhelming evi-
dence.

By a very strange exception, the full-
grown Sacred Beetle and his congeners have
no front tarsi : they lack on their fore-limbs
the five-jointed finger which is the rule
among the highest section of Beetles, the
Pentamera. The remaining legs, on the
other hand, follow the general law and
possess a very well-shaped tarsus. Does
this curious formation of the toothed fore-
arms date from birth, or is it accidental?

At first sight, an accident seems not un-
likely. The Sacred Beetle Is a strenuous
miner and a great pedestrian. Always in
contact with the rough soil, whether in

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walking or digging; used moreover for

exposed .uch .or^ fred/rh ^.h:;:

dJtlT" "^P^^'^'-B and twisting he r
delicate linger, of putting it out of joint of

of "-"; S=r:;m ttt r"';" '-'

him Ti,„ k - "^^'^^n to undeceive

him. The absence ot the front fingers is
not the result of an accident. Here before
niy eyes h'es the unanswerable proof I
exam.ne the nymph's legs with the magnify

hbn.l °^^,^^""S' fhe toothed limb ends
bluntly, without any trace of a termina
appendage. In the others, on the contTry
the tarsus .s as distinct as can be, notn'tt
standing the shapeless, lumpy condition due
to the swaddlmg-bands and humours of the

rhliibiii^:; '' -'^-'^ ^ ^'"-^ -"-

if^ the evidence of the nvmph were not
suffiaent, there would still be 'that o the

shell w.elds fingerless fore-arms. The
point ,s established for a certainty: the

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Sacred Beetle is born maimed; his mutilation
dates from the beginning.

" Very well," our popular theorists will
reply, " the Sacred Beetle is mutilated from
birth; but his remote ancestors were not.
F'ormed according to the general rule, they
were correct in structure down to this tiny
digital detail. There were some who, in
their rough work as navvies and carters,
wore out that fragile, useless member which
was always in the way; and, finding them-
selves all the better-equipped for their work
by this accidental amputation, they be-
queathed it to their successors, to the great
benefit of their race. The present insect
profits by the Improvement obtained by a
long array of ancestors and, acting under
the stimulus of the struggle for life, gives
more and more durability to a favourable
condition due to chance."

O ingenuous theorists, so triumphant on

paper, so impotent in the face of facts, just

listen to me for a moment! If the loss of

the front fingers is a fortunate circumstance

for the Sacred Beetle, who faithfully trans

mits the leg of olden time fortuitously

maimed, why should it not be so with the

other limbs, if they too chanced to lose their

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terminal appendage, a tiny, feeble filament,
which is very nearly useless and which, ow-
ing to its fragility, is a cause of awkward
encounters with the roughness of the soil?

The Sacred Beetle is not a climber; he is
an ordinary pedestrian, supporting himself
upon the point of an iron-shod sticic, v/hereby
I mean the stout spike or prickle with which
the tip of his leg is armed. He has no
occasion to hold on by his claws to some
hanging h.jnch, as the Cockchafer does.
It would therefore, meseems, be entirely to
his advantage to rid himself of the four
remaining digits, which jut out sideways,
give no help in walking and do not play any
part in the making and the carting of the
ball, "i'es, that would mean progress, for
the simple reason that the less hold you give
the enemy the better. It remains to be si .n
if chance ever produces this state of things.

It does and very often. At the end of the
fine weather, in October, when the insect has
worn itself out in digging, in trundli.^g pills
and in modelling pears, the maimed, disabled
by their exertions, form the great majority.
Both in my cages and out of doors, I see
them in all stages of mutilation. Some have
lost the finger on their four hind-limbs

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altogether; others retain a stump, a couple
of joints, a single joint; those least damaged
have a few members left intact.

Here then is the mutilation on which the
philosophers base their theory. And it is
no rare accident: every year the cripples out-
number the others when the time comes for
retiring to winter-quarters. In their final
labours they seem no more embarrassed than
those who have been spared by the buffeting
of life. On both sides I find the same
nimbleness of movement, the same dexterity
in kneading the reserve of bread which will
enable them to bear the first rigours of
winter with equanimity in their underground
homes. In scavenger's work, the maimed
rival the others.

And these cripples found families: they
spend the cold season beneath the soil ; they
wake up in the spring, return to the surface
and take part for a second time, sometimes
even for a third, in life's great festival.
Their descendants ought to profit by an im-
provement which has been renewed year by
year, ever since Sacred Beetles came into the
world, and v/hich has certainly had time to
become fixed and to convert itself into a
settled habit. But they do nothing of the
sort. Every Sacred Beetle that breaks his

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shell, with not one exception, is endowed
with the regulation four tarsi.

Well, my theorists, what do you say to
that? For the two front legs you olier a
sort of explanation; and the four others give
you a categorical denial. Have you not
been taking your fancies for facts?

Then what is the cause of the Sacred
Beetle's original mutilntion? I will frankly
confess that I have no idea. Nevertheless
those two maimed members are very strange,
so strange indeed that they have enticed the
masters, the greatest masters, into lament-
able errors. Listen, first of all to Latreille.^
the prince of descriptive entomologists. In
his article on the insects which ancient Egypt
painted or carved upon her monuments,^ he
quotes the writings of Horapollo,^ an unique
document preserved for us in the papyri for
the glorification of the sacred insect:

" One would be tempted at first," he says,

1 Pierre Andre Latreille (1762-1833), one of the founders
°*,.^"*.°"™°'°8'cal science, a professor at the Mu<f<-m
dhistoire naturelU and member of the Academie 'ct
Sciences. — Translator's Note.

2 Cf. Afemoires du Musium d'histoire naturelle: vol. v.,
p. 249. — Author's Note.

/Horapoilo Nilous, Orus Apollo, or Horus Apollo (/f.
circa 400), author of the Hieroglyphica.— Translator's
Note.

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" to set down as fiction what Horapollo says
of the number or this Beetle's lingers : ac-
cording to him, there are thirty. Never-
theless, this computation, judged by the way
in which he looks at the tarsus, is quite
correct, for this part consists of five joints;
and, if we take each of them for a finger,
the legs being six in number and each ending
in a five-jointed tarsus, the Sacred Beetles
evidently had thirty fingers."

Forgive me, illustrious master: the num-
ber of joints is but twenty, because the two
fore-legs are without tarsi. You were car-
ried away by the general rule. Losing sight
of the singular exception, which you certainly
knew, you said thirty, obsessed for a mo-
ment by that overwhelmingly positive rule.
Yes, you knew the exception, so much so that
the figure of the Scarab accompanying your
a.i le, a figure drawn from the insect and
not from the Egyptian monuments, is irre-
proachably accurate: It has no tarsi on its
front legs. The blunder is pardonable, he-
cause the exception is so unusual.

Mulsant/ in his volume on the French

1 F.tieniie Marcel Mul-^ant (1797-18X0^ author of the
Histoire niiturrlle des colrnptrref en France (1839-1874),
mentioned on page 136. — Tnuislutor's Sote.

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Lamellicorns, quotes Horapollo anJ his al-
lowance of thirty lingers to the insect ac-
cording to the number of days which the sun
takes to traverse a sign of the Zodiac. He
repeats Latreille's explanation. He goes
even farther. Here are his own words:

" If we ccunt each joint of the tarsi as a
finger, we must admit that this insect was
examined with great attention."

Examined with great attention! By
whom, pray? By Horapollo? Not a bit
of it! By you, my master: yes, indeed yes!
And yet the rule, in its very positiveness, is
misleading you for a moment; it misleads
you again and in a more serious fashion
when, in your illustration of the Sacred
Beetle, you represent the insect with tarsi
on its fore-legs, tarsi similar to those on the
other legs. Vou, painstaking describer
though you be, have in your turn been the
victim of a momentary aberration. The
rule is so general that it has made you
lose sight of the singularitv of the exception.

What did Horapollo himself see? Ap-
parently what we see in our day. If
Latreille's explanation be right, as every-
thing seems to indicate, if the Egyptian

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author began by counting the first thirty
fingers according to the number of joints in
the tarsi, it i5 because he made a mental
enumeration on the basis of the general cir-
cumstances. He was guilty of a slip which
was not so very reprehensible, seeing that,
more than a thousand years later, masters
like Latreille and Mulsant were guilty of the
same slip. If we must blame something,
let us blame the exceptional structure of the
insect.

" But," I may be asked, ** why should not
Horapollo have seen the exact truth?
Perhaps the Sacred Beetle of his day had
tarsi which the insect no longer possesses.
In that case, it has been transformed by the
slow work of time."

I am waiting for some one to show me a
natural Scarab of Horapollo's period before
I reply to this objection on the part of the
evolutionists. The tombs which so reli-
giously guard the Cat, the Ibis and the
Crocodile must also contain the sacred in-
sect. All that I have by me is a few figures
showing the Scarab as we find him engraved
on the monuments or carved in fine stone as
an amulet for the mummies. The ancient
artist is remarkably faithful in the execution
of the thing as a whole; but his graver and

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chisel have not troubled about such in-
s.gnihcant details as the tarsi.

I do.l''h r '".'^^^^^"^^"fs of this kind.
1 doubt whether the work of sculptor o,^
engraver w.IUolv. the problem. Even if
an miage with front tarsi were discovered
somewhere or other, the question would be
no further advanced. It would always be
possible to plead a mistake, an oversight a
eanmg towards symmetry. The doubt 'so

long as ,t prevails in certain minds, can be
removed on y by the sii^hf n( ^ul •
m^.-ri- ;« ^u . 1 ^^^ °* ^"^ ancient

nsect m the natural state. 1 will wait for it,

though connnced beforehand that the Sacred
Beetle of the Pharaohs differed in no w y
from our own. '

We will stay a little longer with the old
Egyptian author, though his wild allegorical
jargon is usually incomprehensible He is
somet.mes strikingly accurate in his ideas.
Is thus due to a chance coincidence? Or f

ihn M K''t.°^ ^'^'•'^"^ observation? I
should be glad to take the latter view, so
perfect is the ,.;r-. ^nent between his Ttate"

ments an-' .crtalnMoiogical details of S
,°7,«^'" r f \-'^s ignorant until qui e

BeeleH ''^m V"" ^'•' °^ '^' Sacred
^etleHorap<.!> kn, ,,,h more than we
ao. He tells u- ihis in t j vJcular:

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•' The Scarabaeus deposits this hall in the

earth tor the space of twenty-eight days (for

IP so many days the nioon passes throu^rh

thj twelve si^ms of the / )diac). By thus

remaining under the moon the race of

Scarabaci is endowed with life; and upon the

twenty-ninth day, after having opened the

ball, it casts it into water, for it is aware

that upon that day the conjunction of the

moon and sun takes place, as well as the

generation of the world. From the ball

thus opened, the animals, that is, the

Scarabaei, issue forth." '

Let us dismiss the revolution of the moon,
the conjunction of the sun and moon, the
generation of the world and other astrologi-
cal absurdities, but remember this, the
n\enty-eight days ( . incubation required
by the ball underground, the twenty-
eight days during which the Scarab is born
to life. let us also remember the in-
dispensable i.titcrvciuion of water to bring
the insect out of its 'uirst shell. These are
definite facts, falling within the dornain of
true science. Are they imaginary or real?
1 he question deserves investigation.

^IlirroKlyphics: Book I. x; Cory's transliu! .ii — TVanj-
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wollers'"';";^' '""'" ^-^^^mhned with the
wonders of the metamorphosis. To them

The m^/ """" ^"' ^^ ^°-"P^-n

it iron "'"'"'"' ^'^ "° ^^'^"•■^' to lift

•t irom Its abject state: as worm it appeared

and as worm ,t must disappear, [t 4' no

a mask whereimder a hi^dicr form of Hf.

was bemg elaborated; It was a d e u t

ei;;rt?tr"^^"'^^''''^' ^"^^ doonu.;/ s,k ■ t'o

oS^"r^ ''' ^"^""^'"^ °^ -^'-^^ it was the
To the Epyptfan author, then, the Scarab',
larva was unknown. And, if by chance he
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could be recognized, not before; for other-
wise we should have that as yet unsuspected
connecting-link, the grub. The twenty-eight
days, therefore, during which, as Horapollo
tells us, the offspring of the insect quickens,
represent the duration of the nymphal phase.
This duration has been the object of special
attention in my studies. It varies but never
to any great extent. From my notes I find
thirty-three days to be the longest period
and twenty-one the shortest The average,
supplied^ by some twenty observations, is
twenty-eight days. This very number
twenty-eight, this number of days contained
in four weeks, actually appears oftener
than the others. Horapollo spoke truly:
the real insect takes life in the space of a
lunar month.

The four weeks past, behold the Sacred
Beetle in his final shape: the shape, yes, but
not the colouring, which is very strange
when the nymph casts its skin. The head,
legs and thorax are dark-red, except the
denticulations of the forehead and fore-
arms, which are smoky-brown. The
abdomen is an opaque white; the wing-
cases are semitransparent white, very faintly
tinged with yellow. This imposing raiment,
blending the scarlet of the cardinal's cassock

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with the white of the celebrant's alb, a
ra.ment that harmonizes with the insect's

t'Zr" IT"' '' ^"' temporary and turns
darker by^ degrees, to make way for a
uniform of ebon black. About a month is
needed for he horny armour to acquire a
hrm consistency and a defin-.^e hue

At last the Beetle is fully matured.
A^^aken,ng w.thm h.m is the delicious rest-
lessness born of coming freedom. He
hitherto a son of the darkness, foresees the
gladness of the hght. Great is his longing
to burs the shell so that he may emerge from
his underground prison and come into the
sun; but the difficulty of liberating himself
IS no small one. Will he or will he not
escape from the natal cradle, which has now
become a hateful dung-on? It depe Is
. Generally in August the Sacred Bcetie is
ripe tor release: in August, save for rare
exceptions the most torrid, dry and scorching
month of the year. If therefore no shower
come from time to time to give some slight
relief to the panting earth, then the cell to
be burst and the wall to be breached defy
the strength and patience of the insect, which
IS helpless against all that hardness. Owing
to prolonged desiccation, the soft original
matter has become an insuperable rampart;

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it has turned into a sort of brick baked in
the kiln of summer.

I have, of covirse, made experiments on
the insect in these difficult circumstances.
I gather pear-shaped shells containing the
adult Beetle, who is on the point of emer-
ging, in view of the lateness of the season.
These shells are already dry and very hard;
and I lay them in a box where they retain
their dryness. Sooner or later, I hear the
sharp grating of a rasp inside each cell. It
is the prisoner working to make himself an
outlet by scraping the wall with the rake of
his shield and fore-feet. Two or three days
elapse; and the process of deliverance seems
to be no further advanced.

I come to the assistance of a pair of them
by myself opening a loop-hole with a knife.
My idea Is that this first breach will help the
egress of the recluse by giving him a place
to start upon, an exit that will only need
widening. But not at all: these favoured
ones make no more progress with their work
than the others.

In less than a fortnight, silence prevails
In all the shells. The prisoners, worn out
with vain endeavours, have perished. I
break the caskets containing the deceased.
A meagre pinch of dust, hardly as much as

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an average pea in bulk, Is all that those
powerful implements, rasp, saw, harrow
and rake, ha>. succeeded in detaching from
the mvincible wall.

I take some other shells, of equal hard-
ness, wrap them in a wet rag and put them
in a Hask ^\hen the moisture has soaked
through them, I rid them of their wrapper
and keep them in the corked flask. This
time, events take a very different course.
Softened to a nicety by the wet rag. the
shells open, burst by the efforts of the
prisoner, who props himself boldly on his
legs, usmg his back as a lever; c else,
scraped away at one point, they crumble to
pieces and reveal a yawning breach. The
experiment is a complete success. In every
case, the release of the Beetles is safely
accomplished: a few drops of water have
brought them the joys of the sun.

1 or the second time, Horapollo was right.
True, :- Is not the mother, as the ancient
writer says, who throws her ball into the
water: it is the clouds that provide the
liberatmg douche, it is the rain that brings
about the ultimate release. In the natural
state things must happen as in my experi-
ments. When the soil is burnt bv the August
sun, the shells, baked like bricks under their

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thin covering of earth, are for most of the
time hard as stones. It is impossible for the
insect to wear away its casket and escape.
But let a shower come — that life-giving
baptism which the seed of the plant and the
family of the Beetle alike await within the
cinders of the earth — let a little rain fall;
and soon there will be a resurrection in the
fields.

The earth becomes soaked. There you
have the wet rag of my experiment. At its
touch, the shell recovers the softness of its
early days, the casket becomes yielding; the
insect makes play with its legs and pushes
with its back; it is free. It is in fact in
September, during the first rains that
herald autumn, that the Sacred Beetle leaves
his native burrow and comes forth to enliven
the pastoral sward, even as the former
generation enlivened it in the spring. The
clouds, hitherto so ungenerous, at last set
him free.

When the earth is exceptionally cool, the
bursting of the shell and the deliverance of
its occupant can occur at an earlier period;
but in ground scorched b}' the pitiless summer
sun, as is usually the case in my district, the
Beetle, however eager he may be to see the
light, must needs wait for the first rain to

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soften his stubborn shell A downpour is
to him a question of life and death. Hora-
polio, that echo of the Egyptian magi, saw
true when he made water play its part in the
birth of the sacred insect.

But let us drop the jargon of antiquity,
with its fragments of truth; let us not over-
look the first acts of the Scarab on leaving
his shell; and let us be present at his prentice
steps in open-air life. In August I break the
casket in which I hear the helpless captive
chafing. I place the insect, the only one of
its species, in a cage together with some
Gymnoplcuri. There is plenty of fresh
food provided. This is the moment, said I
to myself, when we take refreshment after
so long an abstinence. Well, I was wrong:
the new recruit shows no interest in the
victuals, notwithstanding my invitations, my
summons to the tempting heap. What he
wants above all is the joys of the light. He
scales the metal trelliswork, sets himself in
the sun and there motionless takes his fill of
its beams.

What passes through his dull-witted
Dung-beetle brain during this first bath of
radiant brightness? Probably nothing. His
is the unconscious happiness of a flower
blossoming in the sun.

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At last the insect goes to the victuals. A
pellet is made in accordance with all the
rules. There is no apprenticeship: at the
first attempt, the spherical form is achieved
as r.ccurately as after long practice. A
burrow is dug in which the bread just
kneaded may be eaten in peace. Here again
we find the novice thoroughly versed m his
art. No length of experience will add any-
thing to his talents.

His digging-tools are his fore-legs and
shield. To shoot the rubbish outside, he uses
the barrow, exactly like any of his elders,
that is to say, he covers his corselet with a
load of earth; then, head downwards, he
dives into the dust, afterwards coming for-
ward and depositing his load a few inches
from the entrance. With a leisurely step,
like that of a navvy with a long job before
him, he goes underground again to reload
his barrow. This work upon the dining-
room takes whole hours to finish.

At lenj^th the ball is stored away. The
front-door is shut; and the thing is done.
Bed and board secured, begone dull care!
All is for the best in the best of all possible
worlds. Lucky creature! Without ever
seeing it practised by your kindred, whom
you have not yet met, without ever learning

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It, you knon your traiie to perfection: and
It will give you an ample share of food
and tranqu.lhty, both so hard to achieve in
human lite.

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CHAl^ER VIII

THE BRO.AD-NIiCKED SCARAB; THE
GYMNOPLEURI

WMAT we have learnt from the Sacred
Beetle must not lead us into rash
generalizations and make us attribute it in
of the essential theme are possible and are
the same family. Similarity of structure
does not entail similarity of instincts. A
common basis no dt)ubt exists, resultlnji; from
identity of equipment; but many variations
of the essential theme are possible and are
dictated by inherent aptitudes of which the
insect's organization gives us no inkling.
In fact, the study of these variations, ot
these peculiarities, with their hidden reasons,
forms the most attractive part of the
observer's researches as he explores his
corner of the entomological domain. Un-
sparing of time and patience, sometimes of
ingenuity, you have at last learnt what this
one does. See now what that one does, his
near neighbour structurally. To what
extent does number two lepeat the habits of
number one? Has he ways of his owi,

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tricks of the trade, industrial specialities
unknown to the other? It is a hiijhlv in-
terestinR problem, for the impassable line of
demarcation between the tu-> species is much
more conspicuous in these psvcholo^Hcal
differences than in the ditterences of the
ninjr-cas' or antenna.

'I he Scarab clan is represented in my
district by the Sacred Beetle {SairahanL
•^"'vr, IjN.), the Half-spotted ScaraL (S
^cm,p,uu-,ntns, Fah.) and the lirond-necked
Scarab (.V. latLnllis, L,x.). 'j|,, f„.„
Ormer are chilly creatures and hardlv stir
from the Mediterranean; the third uoes
pretty tar north. The Half-spotted Scarab
does not leave fhe coast; he abounds on the
sandy beaches of the Golf. Juan, Cette and
i alavas. I have, in my time, admired his
prowess at pill-rolling, of which !,e is as
fervent a devotee as his colleague the Sacred
i^eetle. Today, though we are old friends,
* cannot, to my great regret, give my
-tent.on to him: we are too far away from
e.3ch other. I recommend him to any one
«^hing n. add a chapter to Sr-^rab bio-
■ ht also must have — I . ,el nearly

■f It — peculiarities <-hat are worth
Fi ng.

vnd so, to complete this study, there re-
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mains in my immediate proximity only the
Broad-ncckcJ Scarab, lae smallest of the
three. He is very rare around Serij^nan,
though widely distributed in other parts of
the V'aucluse. This scarcity deprives me of
opportunities for observing the insect in the
open elds; a;ul my only resource i bring
up a few chance specimens in captr i

Behind the vvire-gau/e of his prison, the
Broad-necked Scarnb does not display the
Sacred Beetle's athletic prowess nor his bold
and hasty temper. In his case, we see no
scuffles between robber and robbed, no pills
manufactured purely for art's sake, rolled
for a little while with wild enthusiasm and
then consigned to the rubbish-heap without
being employed at all. The same blood
does not How in the veins of the two pill-
rollers.

Of a quieter di^ >sItion and less waste-
ful of his gleanings, the Beetle with the
broad corselet attacks discreetly the heap of
manna provided by the Sheep; he picks from
the best part some armfuls of material
which he makes into a ball; he attends to
his business without troubling the others or
being troubled by them.. For the rest, his
methods are the same as those of the Sacred
Beetle. The sphere, which is always an

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easier object to convey, ,s fashioned on the
spot het„re bein^ set in motion With his
H'.de fore-k-Ks the H.etle pats and kneads
and moulds it, making it smooth and level by
acldrng an armful here and there. The
perfect roundness of the ball is achieved be-
fore it leaves the place.

When the re<. lisite size has been obtained,
he p.ll-roller makes his way with his hont^
to the sp(,t where the burrow is to be duJ.
I he journey is -ffected exactlv as it would
be by the Sacred Beetle. Head down^.ards,
hind-legs lifted against the rolling mechani
•sm, the insect pushes backwards. So far
there nothing new, save for a certain slow-
ness in the performance. But wait a little
while: soon a strikin^r ditierence in habits will
separate the two insects.

As each pill is carted away, I seize it,
together with its owner, and place both on
the surface of a layer of fresh, dose-packed
sand in a flower-pot. A sheet of glass
serves as a lid, keeps the sand nice and
cool, prevents escape and admits the light
By interning each Beetle separately I am
sav-ed from the mistakes which might arise
•t I put them in the common cage, where a
number of my boarders ure at wo'-k; and T
shall not riik ascribing to several what may

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be the performance of one alone. By this
solitary confinement, each individual Beetle's
work can be studied more easily.

The interned mother makes hardly any
protest against her servitude. Soon she is
digging the sand and disappears in it with
her pill. Let us give her time to establish
her quarters and to get on with her domestic
labours.

Three or four weeks go by. The Beetle
has not reappeared upon the surface, a proof
of her patient absorption in her maternal
duties. At last I remove the contents of the
pot, very carefully, layer by layer, until I
uncover a spacious burrow. The rubbish
from this cavity was heaped up on the
surface, forming a little mound. This is the
secret chamber, the gynsceum in which the
mother now and for a long time to come
keeps watch over her budding family.

The original pill has disappeared. In its
stead are two little pears, elegantly shaped
and wonderfully finished: two, not one, as
I naturally expected from the information
already in my possession. They strike me
as being even more delicately and gracefully
rounded than the Sacred Beetle's. Perhaps
their tiny dimensions cause my preference:
maxime miranda in minimis. They measure

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33 millimetres in length and 24 millimetres
across their greatest width.* Let us drop
figures and admit that the dumpy modeller,
with her slow and awkward ways, is the
artistic rival or even the superior of her
famous kinswoman. I expected to see some
clumsy apprentice; I find a consummate
artificer. We must not judge people by
appearances; it is a wise maxim, even when
applied to insects.

^ If we examine the pot somewhat earlier,
It will tell us how the pear is made. I find
sometimes a perfectly round ball and a pear
^ylthout any traces of the original pill; some-
times a ball only, with a nearly hemispherical
remnant of the pill, a lump from which the
materials subjected to modelling have been
detached in one piece. The method of
work can be deduced from these facts.

The pill which the Scarab fashions on the
surface of the soil by taking armfuls from
the heap encountered is but a temporary
piece of work, which is given a round form
with the sole object of facilitating its
transport. He gives his attention to it, no
doubt, but is not unduly anxious about it;
all that he wants is that the journey should

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be effected without any crumbling of his
treasure or impediment in the rolling. The
surface of the sphere, therefore, is not
thoroughly treated; it is not compressed into
a rind or made scrupulously even.

Underground, when it is a question of
getting the egg's casket ready, the casket that
is to be both larder and cradle, it becomes
another matter. An incision is made all
round the pill, dividing it into two almost
equal portions, and one half is subjected to
manipulation, while the other lies just against
it, destined to receive the same treatment
later. The hemisphere worked upon is
rounded into a ball, which will be the belly
of the prospective pear. This time, the
modelling is performed with the nicest care :
the future of the larva, which also is exposed
to the dangers of overdry bread, is at stake.
The surface of the ball is therefore patted
at one spot after the other, conscientiously
hardened by compression and levelled along
a regular curve. The spherule thus ob-
tained possesses geometrical precision, or
very nearly so. Let us not forget that this
difficult work is accomplished without rolling,
as the clean condition of the surface shows.

The rest of the business may be guessed
from the proceedings of the Sacred Beetle.

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The sphere is hollowed into a crater and
becomes a sort of bulging, shallow pot.
i he lips are drawn out into a pocket which
receives the egg. The pocket is closeu,
polished outside and joined neatly to the
f I'f" ; The pear is finished. The other
half of the pill is now similarly treated.

The notable feature of this work is the
elegant regularity of the forms obtained
without any rolling. Chance enables me to
add another and a most striking proof to the
many that I have given of this modelling
done on the spot. Once and once only I
managed to get from the Broad-necked
Scarab two pears closely soldered together
by their bellies and lying in opposite direc-
tions. The first one constructed can teach us
nothing new, but the second tell us this : when,
for a reason that is not apparent, lack of
room, perhaps, the insect left this second pear
touching the other and soldered it to its
neighbour while working at it, obN'iously,
with this appendage, any rolling or any mo-
ving became impracticable. Nevertheless,
the prettv shape was secured to perfection

1-rom the point of view of instinct, the
distinguishing features which make of the
tAvo pear-modellers two entirely different
species are absolutely clear from these details

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and much more conclusive than the peculiari-
ties in the corselet and wing-case. The
Sacred Beetle's burrow never contains more
than one pear. The Broad-necked Scarab's
contains two. I even suspect that there are
sometimes three, vv^hen the haul is a large
one : we shall learn more on this subject from
the Copres. The first, when she gets her pill
underground, uses it just as she obtained it in
the workyard an J does not subdivide it at all.
The second breaks up hers, though it is a
little smaller, into two equal parts and fa-
shions each half into a pear. The single ball
gives place to two and sometimes even per-
haps to three. If the two Dung-beetles have
a common origin, I should like to know how
this radical difference in their domestic
economy declared itself.

The story of the Gymnopleuri is the same
as that of the Scarabs, on a more modest
scale. To pass it over in silence, for fear
of too much sameness, would be to deprive
ourselves of evidence calculated to confirm
certain theories whose truth is established by
the recurrence of similar facts. Let us set
it forth, in an abridged form.

The Gymnopleurus family owes name
to a lateral notch in the wing-ca.- which
leaves a part of the sides bare. It is

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represented in France by two species. One
with smooth wing.cases(G. pilulariu,, Fab.),'
IS fairly common everywhere; the other (G
flaydlatus, Fab.), stippled on the top with
little holes, as though the insect had been
pitted with small-pox, is rarer and prefers
the south. Both species abound in the
pebbly plains of my neighbourhood, where
the Sheep pass amid the lavender and thyme
Iheir shape is not unlike that of the Sacred
Beetle; but they are much smaller. For the
rest they have the same habits, the same
helds of operation, the same nesting-period-
May and June, down to July.

Applying themselves to similar labours,
Oymnopleun and Scarabs are brought into
each other's society rather by the force of
things than by the love of company. I not
infrequently see them settling next door to
each other; I even oftener find them seated
at the same heap. In bright sunshine the
banqueters are sometimes very numerous.
1 he Gymnopleuri predominate largely.
^ One would be inclined to think ^that these
insects, endowed with powers of nimble anj
sustained flight, explore the country in
swarm and that, when they find rich plunder,
they all swoop down upon it at once. Though
the sight of so large a crowd might seem

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to mean something of the kind, I am very
sceptical about these expeditions in large
squadrons 1 am more ready to believe that
the Gymnopleuri have come, from every-
where in the neighbourhood, one by one,
guided by keenness of scent. What 1 see is
a gathering of individuals who have hastened
from every point of the compass and not the
halt of a swarm engaged on a common
search. No matter: the teeming colony is at
times so numerous that it would be possible
to pick up the Gymnopleuri by handfuls.

But they hardly give one time. When
the peril is realized, which soon happens,
most of them fly off with all speed; the others
crouch low and hide themselves under the
heap. In a moment the tumult of activity
is succeeded by absolute stillness. The
Sacred Beetle is not subject to these sudden
attacks of panic, which empty the busiest yard
in the twinkling of an eye. W^hen surprised
at his task and examined at close quarters,
however importunately, he impassively con-
tinues his work. He knows no ear. Here
we see a thorough difference in ;.'mperament
between insects which are identical in struc-
ture and which follow the same trade.

The difference is equally marked in an-
other respect: the Sacred Beetle is a fervent

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pill-roller When the hall is made, his

supreme fchcity, his sunnna vo/upiaTh to

cart It backwards for hours at a tire to

uggic w.th ,t so to speak, under a blading

the Vv '^;'^'' P'{"^^''l"^ notwithstanding
the Gymnoplcurus does not show so much
enthusiasm over a round pellet. Unless he

means to feed upon it quietly in a burrow o
to use It as a ration for his larva, he never
kneads a ball only to roll it about e'cstat'al y
and then abandon It when this violent exer^
c.se has gn-en him his fill of pleasure.

iioth ,n his wild state and in captivity, the
Gymnopleurus makes his meal on the spot
where he finds his food; it is hardly his habi
to make a round loaf in order to c'onrume it
TheDinl' '?. l^^^' .^^^^^Sround retreat.

rolled In r^'^ '^V"^*^'' °^'^^ '^^ "^"^^ is
rolled, so far as I have seen, only in the

interests of its family. ^

The mother takes from the heap the

larva and kneads ,t mto a ball at the spot
where it_ .s gathered. Then, going back

Trolir'-f '7 ^'i ^^"^^'"' '^^^ '^^ Scar bs,
she rolls ,t and finally stores it in a burrow

Of course the rolling ball never contains

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the egg. The laying takes place not on the
public highway but in the privacy of the sub-
soil. A burrow is dug, two or three inches
deep at most. It is spacious in proportion
to its contents, proving that the Sacred
Beedc's studio-work is repeated by the
Gymnopleurus. I am speaking of that
modelling in which the artist must have
full liberty of movement. When the egg is
laid, the cell remains empty; only the pass-
age is fdled up, as witness the little mound
outside, the surplus of the unrepiaced
refuse.

A mincte's digging with my pocket-trowel
and the humble cabin is hid bare. The
mother 's often present, occupied in some
triflin^^ household duties before quitting the
cell for good. In the middle of the room
lies her work, the cradle of the germ and the
ration of the coming larva. Its shape and
size are those of a Sparrow's egg; and here
I am speaking of both Gymnopleuri, whose
habits and labours are so much alike that
I need not distinguish between them. Un-
less we found the mother beside it, we
should be unable to tell whether the ovoid
which we have dug up is the work of the
smooth or of the pock-marked insect. At
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to the former; and even so this characteristic
is lar from trustworthy.

The cgg-shapc, with its two unequal ends,
one 1 rge and round, the other more pointed,
shaped like an elliptical nipple, or even
drawn out into the neck of a pear, confirms
the conclusions with which wc arc already
acquainted. An outline of this kind is not
obtained by rolling, which is only reconcil-
able with a sphere. To get it, the mother
must knead her lump of stuff. This may be
already more or less round, as the result of
the woik done in the yard where it came
from and of the carting, or It may stili be
shapeless,^ if the heap was near enough to
allow of immediate storing. In short, once
at home, she acts like the Sacred Beetle and
does modelling-wo/k.

Tie material lends itself well to this. Ta-
ken from the most plastic stuff supplied by
the Sheep, it is shaped as easily as clay In
this way, the graceful, firm, polished ovoid is
obtained, a work of art like the pear and as
exquisite in Its soft curve as a bird's egg.

Where, inside it, is the insect's germ? If
we argued rightly when discussing the
Sacred Beetle, if really the questions of
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ntmosphcrc, while rcmaininj^ protected by a
rampart, it is evident that the ej^j^ must be
installed at the small end of the ovoid, behind
a thin defensive wall.

And this in fact is where it lies, lodged
ii. a tiny hatching-chamber and wrappeil on
every side in a blanket of air, which is easily
renewed through a slender partition and a
matted plug;. This position did not surprise
me; from what the Sacred Beetle had already
taught me I expected it. The point of my
knife, this time no novice, went stra.^ .. to
the ovoid's pointed teat and scratched. The
egg appeared, magnificently confirming the
argument which had at first been merely sus-
pected, then dimly seen and finally changed
into certainty by the recurrence of the fun-
damental facts under varying conditions.

Scarabs and (jymnopleuri are modellers
■who were not educated in the same school;
they differ in the outline of their masterpiece.
With the same materials, the first manu-
facture pears, the second for the most part
ovoids; and yet, despite this divergence, they
both conform to the 'ssential conditions de-
manded by the egg aiul by the grub. The
grub w'ants provisions that are not liable to
become prematurely dry. This condition is
fulfilled, so far as may be, by giving the mass

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a round shape, whi. ^ evaporates less nulcklv
because of us sm. ler surface. The 1
re<iu.res unrestricted air and the heat of tl,?
suns rays, condition which are fuIHllcd in

l^a.d m June, the ey:r of either species ot

'''' '^I'^ "'■ ^^iays. Anyone

i larva <>i -he Sacred Beetle
* es^cntia! ^ro, the larva of

who ha? si

knows, so

the two iTT

a bijr.bclh,

carrying a I

a portion o

The body

and forms ,

similar U<
\A'e sec
described
In the b-.ll s^at.
great c cter
make ^,^ .J the
instantly repair
either to obser\ .
home or to pro\,.'ke i

i-n> rs. fn er :h case it is
ti vcd ; to a hook and

. stcrr.
iiose <!

i the

, <"• knapsack which contains
•len. ghry digrs . c apparatus,
cut H .l^ntwise : t the back
' 'Vtl. denoting habits
> icred Beetle's larva.
' ■" ffatr, the pecularities
"•V i,i -he big pill-roller,
wymnoplcuri also are
cail- with mortar to
'Hcd dwelling. They
JL-hes which f make,
fi the privacy of their
ir plastering-industry

Tk ru '^, ^ "■-" H''*stermg-industrv
Jars"l:rh'^" '^^-^V'' ^"''y.'o^<i» the

oroKcn cell. When the nymphosis ap.

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proaf'hcs, the mortal that remains is ex-
pended in a layer of stucco, which reinforces
anil polishes the inner walls.

The same danjjers give rise to the
same defensivi methods. Like the Sacred
Hcedes', the shell of • Gymnopleuri is
liahle to crack. The free admission of air
to the interior would have tiisastrous con-
se(|uences, by drying the footl, which must
keep s(jft until the grub has attained its full
growth. An intestine which is ne\er empty
and which displays unparalleled docility gets
the threatened grub out of its trouble.
There is no need to enlarge upon this point:
the Sacred Beetle has told us all about it.

7 he insects rearetl in captivity tell me thaf,
in the Uymnopleuri, the larva lasts seven-
teen to twenty-five days and the nymph fifteen
to twenty. These figures are bound to vary,
but within narrow limits. I shall therefore
fix both periods at approximately three
weeks.

Nothing remarkable happens during the
period nymphal. The only thing to be
noted is th° curious costume worn by the per-
fect insect on its first appearance. It is the
costume which the Sacred Beetle showed us :
head, corselet, legs and chest a rusty red;
wing-cases and abdomen white. We may

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add that, beInK powerless to burst his shell,
which has been turned into a stron^^-box by'

release himself, waits until the first September
la.ns co,nc to his help and soften the wall

instuKt, which under normal conditions
amazes us with ,ts unerrinjr prescience
astonishes us no less with its dense i^.norancj
Uien _ unaccustomed condition, supervene.
I.ach insect has its trade, in which it excels,
ts series of actions logically arranged.
Here It .s really a master. Its fores! ht,
though unwitting, here surpasses our deliber-
ate science; its unconscious inspiration is here
the superior of our conscious reason. l\r
divert It from its natural course; and f„rth'
Avith darkness succeeds the splendours of
i'ght. Nothing will rekindle the extinguished
fays, not even the greatest stimulus that ex-
ists, the stimulus of maternity.

I have given many instances of this s^^.nge
antithesis, which is the death-blow to certain
theories; I find another and an exceedingly
striking one in the Dung-beetles whose story
1 have now nearly finished telling. We are
surprised at this clear vision of the future

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possessed by our manufacturers of spheres,
pears and ovoids; but we are no less surprised
by something totally different, namely the
mother's profound inditierence to the nursery
which but now was the object of her tcnJerest
cares.

My remarks apply equally to the Sacred
Beetle and the two Gymnopleuri, all of whom
display the same admirable zeal when the
grub's comfort has to be assured and later,
with no less unanimity, the same indifference.
I surprise the mother in her burrow before
she has laid her eggs, or, if the laying be
over, before she has added those meticulous
aftertouchcs dictated by her exaggerated
conscientiousness. I instal her in a pot
packed full of earth, placing her on the
surface of the artificial soil, together with her
work, in its more or less ad\nnccd state.
In this place of banishment, proA-idcd that
it be quiet, there is not much hesitation.
The mother, who until now has held her
precious materials tight-clutched, decides to
dig a burrow. As the work of excava-
tion progresses, she drags her pellet down
with her, for it is a sacred thing with which
she must not part at anv time, even amid
the difficulties of her digging. Soon the cell
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made is in existence at the bottom of the pot
I now intervene and turn the pot upside
down. Everything is topsy-tur^•y • tl T en
traj.ce gallery and the LU^^^^
appear^ I extract the mother and the pellet

ZL ff l^' ''"'' '''' ^'^'^^'^ ^'1 over
a^i-n. A h^y hours are enough to restore
the courage shaken by all this uph aT

self ; thT;' '■""; ''' '""^^- ^-'- he :

ht ^V b '^]^'Z"^ P'-«-'-'ons destined for
tne grub for the second time also when
the establishment is finisherl tU. ^"^"' ^^ntn

of ehc po. unsctHcs 're';';^:''^ Thr:™:f

sol c,tde,,f necessary until its strenfith pves

:ith^•:'Xr "^'''" ''"^'" '-''-«-''"

Four times oi er, in two days, I have thus

seen the „,„ther Beetle heartp un..^, ,,,'

dixit, 7 ■';'''« ' "T"' "" ""■■ ™"'cd

ti^ ,n, f^^' «'""■■ scruples in submit-

a fh : ?1 """"^ '" ^"^'' fihulations

ins°c „ , I '■■ "'''"''"' ■^'"' l"-'"iiaered

■nsect «„uld haxe refused to go on digKing

My cxpenments of this kind are numer-

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ous; and they all prove that, when taken
from her burrow with her work unfinished,
the mother shows indefatigable perseverance
in burying and depositing in a place of
safety the cradle which has begun to take
shape though as yet untenanted. For the
sake of a pellet of stuff which the presence
of the egg has not yet turned into a sacred
thing, she°displays exaggerated prudence and
caution, as well as amazing foresight. No
tricks of the experimenter, no all-upsetting
accidents, nothing, unless her strength be
worn out, can divert her from her object.
She is filled with a sort of indomitable obsess-
ion. The future of her race requires that
the lump of stuff should descend Into the
earth; and descend it will, whatever happens.
Now for the other side of the medal.
The egg is laid; everything is in order under-
ground. The mother comes out. I take
hold of her as s:.. does so; I dig up the pear
or ovoid ; I place the work and the worker
side by side on the surface of the soil, in the
conditions that prevailed just now. ^ This
assuredly is the right moment for burying the
pill. It contains the egg, a delicate thing
which a touch of the sun will wither In its
thin wrapper. Expose It for fifteen minutes
to the heat of the sun's rays; and all will be

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lZrJ:;r "■'•" ""= •"°^^- '" in 'his grave

She does nothing at all Sh,. a
even <ion,^ «. • ■ ^"'- 'J'JCs not

object « h,ch was so precious to her yestcr!
day, when the egg was not yet laid. 7ea ous
to excess before the laying is over, she in
Afierent afterwards. The finished work no

woufd treat it ^'^ °' P"^'' *' ""'''-
«ouId treat it no better and no worse One

o e preoccupation urges her- to ge away

paces -h" '^1 '''' *^ "-"" i" "hich she
paces -h enc osure that keeps her prisoner.

inglv the liM ',' "'"''^ '" ''"■■'■'-■» P'"=ver.
cnid luJf "T """^ '">•« 'he duick-
cned u^p to pensh on the surface. The
work to be done ,s everything: the work done
no longer counts. Instinct sees the future
and knows nothing of the past.

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THE SPANISH COPRIS: THE LAYING OF
THE EGGS

IF we show Instinct doing for the egg what
would be done on the advice of reason
matured by study and experience, we achieve
a result of no small philosophic importance;
and an austere scientific conscience begins
to trouble me with scruples. Not that I
wish to give science a forbidding as
I am convinced that one can say the wisest
things without employing a barbarous vo-
cabulary. Clearness is the supreme court-
esy of the wielder of the pen. I do my best
to observe it No, the scruple that stops me
is of another kind.

I begin to wonder if I am not in this case
the victim of an illusion. I say to myself:

" Gymnopleuri and Sacred Beetles, when
in the open air, are manufacturers of balls or
pills. That is their trade, learnt we know
not how, prescribed perhaps by their
structure, in particular by their long legs,
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making preparations for the egg, what
wonder if they continue underground their
own ball-making speciality? "

If we leave out of the question the neck
of the pear and the projecting tip of the
ovoid, details much more difficult to explain,
there remains the most important part so far
as bulk is concerned, the globular part, a
repetition of the thing which the insect makes
outside the burrow; there remains the pellet
with which the Sacred Beetle plays in the
sunshine, sometimes without making any
other use of it, the ball which the Gymno-
pleurus rolls peacefully over the turf.

Then what Is the object here of the
globular form, the best preventative of desic-
cation during the heat of summer? This
property of the sphere and of its near
neighbour, the ovoid, is an accepted physical
fact; but It Is only by accident that these
shapes are the right ones to overcome that
difficulty. A creature built for rolling balls
across the fields goes on making balls under-
ground. If the grub fare all the better for
iinding tender foodstuffs under Its mandibles
to the very end, that is a capital thing for
the grub, but It is no reason why we should
extol the Instinct of the mother.

So I argued, saving to myself that, before
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I was convinced, I should need to be shown
a Dung-beetle who was utterly unfamihar
with the pill-making business In cvery-day life
and who yet, when laylng-tlme was at hand,
made an abrupt change In her habits and
shaped her provisions into a ball. My
Dung-beetle would have to be a good fat
one too. Is there any such In my neighbour-
hood? Yes, there Is; and she Is one of the
handsomest and largest, next to the Sacicd
Beetle. I speak of the Spanish Copris (C.
hispauus, LiN.), who is so remarkable on ac-
count of the sharp slope of her corselet and
the disproportionate size of the horn sur-
mounting her head. .

Round and squat, the Spanish Copns with
her ponderous gait Is certainly a stranger to
g^^mnastics such as are performed by the
Sacred Beetle or the Gymnopleurus. Her
legs, which are of insignificant length and
folded under her belly at the slightest alarm,
bear no comparison with the stilts of the
plll-rollers. Their stunted form and lacjc
of flexibility are enough in themselves to tell
us that their owner would not care to wander
about hampered by a roUlng ball.

The Copris Is indeed of a sedentary habit.
Once he has found his provisions, at night or
in the evening twilight, he digs a burrow

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under the heap. It is a rough cavern, large
enough to hold an apple. Here is intro-
duced, bit by bit, the stuti that is just over
his head or at any rate lying on the threshold
of the cavern; here is engulfed, in no definite
shape, an enormous supply of victuals, bear-
ing eloquent witness to the insect's gluttony.
As long as the hoard lasts, the Copris, en-
grossed in the pleasures of the table, does
not return to the surface. The home is not
abandoned until the larder is emptied, when
the insect recommences its nocturnal quest,
finds a new treasure and scoops out another
temporary dwelling.

As his trade is merely that of a gatherer
of manure, shovelling in the stuff without any
preliminary manipulation, the Copris is
evidently quite ignorant, for the time being,
of the art of kneading and modelling a
globular loaf. Besides, his short, clumsy
legs seem utterly irreconcilable with any such
art.

In May, or Ju^e at latest, comes laying-
time. The insect, so ready to fill its own
belly with the most sordid materials, becomes
particular where the portion of its family is
concerned. Like the Sacred Beetle, like the
Gymnopleurus, it now wants the soft produce
of the Sheep, deposited in a single slab.

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Even when abundant, the cake is buried on
the spot in its entirety. Not a trace of it
remains outside. Economy demands that it
be collected to the very last crumb.

You see: no travelling, no carting, no
preparations. The cake is carried down to
the cellar by armtuls, at the very spot where
it lies. The insect repeats, with an eye to its
grubs, what it did when working for itself.
As for the burrow, whose presence is in-
dicated by a good-sized mound, it is a roomy
cavern excavated to a depth of some eight
inches. I observe that it is more spacious
and better built than the temporay abodes
occupied by the Copris at times of revelry.

But let us turn from the insect in its wild
state to the insect in captivity. In the former
case the evidence furnished by chance en-
counters would be incomplete, fragmentary
and of dubious relevancy; and we shall do
better to watch the Copris in my insect-house,
especially as she lends herself admirably to
this sort of observation. Let us observe the
storing first.

In the soft evening light, I see her appear
on '-"e threshold of her burrow. She has
come up from the depths, she is going to
gather in her harvest. She has not far to
go : the provisions are there, outside the door,

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a generous supply which I am careful to
replenish. Cautiously, ready to retreat at
the least alarm, she makes her way to them
with a slow and measured step. Her shield
does he rummaging and dissecting, her
fore-legs are busy extracting. An arm-
ful, quite a modest one, is pulled away,
crumhlinf^ to pieces. The Copris drags it
backwards and disappears underground.
In less than two minutes, she is back again.
With feathery antennae outspread, she
warily scans the neighbourhood before cross-
ing the thresholil of her dwelling.

A distance of two or three inches separates
her from the heap of provisions. It is a
serious matter for her to venture so far.
She would have liked the victuals to be
exactly overhead, forming a roof to her
house. That would have saved her from
having to make these expeditions, which are
a source of anxiety. I have decided other-
wise. To facilitate observation, I have
placed the supplies just on one side. By
degrees the ner\ous creature is reassured;
it becomes accustomed to the open air and
to my presence, which, of course, I make as
unobtrusive as possible. Armful after arm-
ful goes down into the cellar. They are
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might pick off with a small pair of pincers.

Having learnt what 1 want t«) know about
the insect's method of warehousing its
provisions, I leave it to its work, which con-
tinues tor the best part of the night. On
the following days, nothing happens; the
Copris goes out no more. I.nough treasure
has been laid up in a single night. Let us
wait a while and leave her time to stow away
her stuff as she pleases.

Before the week is out, I dig up the soil
in my insect-house and bring to light the
burrow whose victualling I have been watch-
ing. As in the fields, it is a spacious hall
with an irregular, elliptic roof and an almost
level floor. In a corner is a round hole,
similar to the orifice in the neck of a bottle.
This is the goods-entrance, opening on a
slanting gallery that runs up to the surface
of the soil. The walls of this house, which
was hollowed out of fresh earth, have been
carefully compressed and are strong enough
to resist any seismic disturbances caused by
my excavations. It is easy to sec that the
insect, toiling for the future, has put forth
all its skill, all its digging-powers, in order
to produce lasting work. The banqueting-
tent may be a hole hurriedly scf.oped out,
with irregular and none too stable walls, but

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the permanent dwelling is of larger dimen-
sions anc! much more carefully built.

I suspect that both sexes have a share in
this architectural masterpiece; at least, I
often come upon the pair in the burrows
destined for thv laying of the eggs, The
roomy and luxurious apartment was no doubt
once the weiidlng-hall ; the marriage was
consummated under the mijj;hry dome in the
buihilnjf of which the lover hail cooperated:
a gallant way of declaring his passion. I
also suspect him of lentlinj^ his partner
a hand with the collecting and storing
of the pro\isions. From what I have
gathered, he too, strong as he is, shares
in this finicking work, collects his arm-
fuls and descends into the crypt. It is
a quicker job when there are two to help.
But, once the home is well stockctl, he retires
discreetly, makes his way bad ^ the surface
and goes and settles down elsewhere, leaving
the mother to her delicate task. His part in
the family-mansion is ended.

Now what do we find in this mansion, to
which we have seen so many tiny loads of
provisions lowered? A mass of small
pieces, heaped together anyhow? Not a bit
of it, I always "•d a sin^.. lump, a huge
loaf v/hlch fills .^c dwel'* '\ except for a

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narrow passage all round, just wide enough
to ^'ive the mother room to move.

This sumptuous portion, a regular
Twelfth-Night cake, has no fixed shape.
I come across some that are ovoid, suggest-
ing a Turkey's egg in form and si/e; 1 Hnd
some that are a Hattcned ellipsoid, similar to
the conunon onion; I discover some that ar.*
almost round, reminding me of a Dutch
cheese; I sec some that arc circular with a
slight swelling on the upper surface, like the
loaves of the I'rovencal peasant or. beticr
still, the foiujasso ii I'ioii with which he cele-
brates blaster. In every case, the surface is
smooth and nicely curved.

There is no mistaking what has happened:
the mother has collected and kneaded into
one lump the numerous fragments brought
down one after the other; (>ut of all those
particles she has made a homogeneous thing,
by mashing them, working them together and
treading on them. Time after time I come
across the baker on top of the colossal loaf
which makes the Sacred Be tic's pill look so
insignificant; she strolls about on the convex
surface, which sometimes measures as much
as four inches across; she pats the mass,
makes it firm and level. I just catch sight
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perceived, the pnstry-cook slips d nvn the
curveil sl()pe an-i hides away under her cake.
I(»r a hirthcr knowled^rc „f the work, for
a study ot its Innermost detail, we shall have
to resort to artifice. There is scarcely any
difficulty ahout it. I'.ither niv lonj,' practice
with the Sacred Beetle has made me more
skilkil in my methotls of research, or else
the Copris is less reserved and hears the
ri^rours of captivity more philosophically: at
any rate. I succeed, without the slightest
trouhle. in following all the phases of the
nest-makin^r to my heart's content.

1 employ two methoils, each of them
adapted for enliirhteninjj; me on some special
points. Wlienever the \ Ivarlum supplies me
with a few large cakes, I f'-. -hese out of
the burrows, toj^ether - mother

Copris. and place them Ii ., s' ',-, i'hc
receptacles are of two s<,::-. xUn^ to

whether 1 want light or darls.. .,. In the
former case. I use glass jars with a diameter
more or less the same as that of the burrows,
say four to five Inches. At the bottom of
each Is a thin layer of fresh sand, quite in-
sufficient to allow the Copris to bury herself
in it, but still serving the purpose of sparing
the Insect the slippery foothold of the actual
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similar to that of which I have just deprived
it. With this layer the jar becomes a suit-
able cage for the mother and her loaf.

T need hardly say that the startled Insect
v-^uld not undertake anything while light
prevailed, no matter how dim and tempered.
It must have complete darkness, which I
produce by means of a cardboard sheath en-
closing the jar. By carefully raising this
sheath a litde, I can surprise the captive at
her work whenever I feel inclined, the light
in my study being a shaded one, and even
watch operations for a time. The reader
will notice that this arrangement is much less
complex than that which I used when I
wished to see the Sacred Beetle engaged in
modelling her pear, the simpler method being
made possible by the different temperament
of the Copris, who is more easy-going than
her kinswoman. A dozen of these eclipsed
appliances are accordingly arranged on my
large laboratory-table. Any one seeing
them standing in a row would take them for
a collection of groceries in whity-brown
paper bags.

For my dark apparatus, I use flower-pots
filled with fresh, well-packed sand. The
mother and her cake occupy the lower part,
which is adapted as a niche by means of a

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card-board screen forming a ceiling and
supporting the sand above. Or else I simply
put the mother on the surface of the sand
with a supply of provisions. She digs her-
self a burrow, does her warehousing, makes
herself a home; and things follow the usual
course. In all cases, I rely upon a sheet of
glass, which dncs duty as a lid, to keep my
prisoners safe. These different devices will,
I trust, give mc information on a delicate
pomt of which I will sav more later.

What do the glass jars covered with an
opaque sheath teach us? A good many
things, all of them interesting, and this to
befr.n with: the big loaf does not owe its
curve — which is always regular, no matter
how much the actual shape may vary — to
any rolling process. Our inspection of the
natural burrow has alreadv told us that so
large a mass could not have been rolled into
a cavity of which it hUs almost the whole
space Besides, the strength of the insect
would be unequal to moving so great a load
F>om time to time I go to the jar for in-
formation and on every occasion the same
evidence is forthcoming. I see the mother,
hoisted on top of the lump, feeling here,
feeling there, bestowing little taps, smoothing
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thing; never do I catch her looking as though
she wanted to turn the block. It is clear as
daylight: rolling has nothing whatever to do
with the matter.

The dough-maker's assiduity, her patient
care make m suspect an industrial detail
whereof I v far from dreaming. Why
so many aftertouchcs to the mass, why so
long a wait before making use of it? It is,
in fact, a week or more before the insect, still
busy with its pressing and polishing, makes
up its mind to do something with its hoard.

When the baker has kneaded his dough
to the requisite extent, he collects it into a
single lump in a corner of the kneading-
trough. The leaven will work better in the
depths of the voluminous mass. The Coprls
knows this bakehouse secret. She heaps to-
gether all that she has collected in her
foraging; she carefully kneads the whole into
a provisional loaf and allows it time to im-
prove by virtue of an Internal process that
gives flavour to the paste and makes it of the
right consistency for subsequent manipula-
tions. As long as this chemical process
remains unfinished, both the baker and the
Copris wait. In the case of the insect, it
goes on for some time, a week at least.

At last it is ready. The baker's man
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divides his lump into smaller lumps, each of
which will become a loaf. The Copris does
the same thing. By means of a circular cut
made with the sharp edge of her shield and
the saw of her fore-legs, she detaches from
the mass a piece of the prescribed size.
^^ ith this stroke there is no hesitation, no
aftertouches adding a bit here and taking
off a Sit there. Straight away and with one
sharp, decisive cut, she obtains the proper-
sized lump.

It now becomes a question of shaping It.
Clasping it as best she can in her short arms,
so little adapted, one would think, to work
of this kind, the Copris rounds her lump
of dough by means of pressure and of
pressure only. Gravely she moves about
on the still shapeless pill, climbs up, climbs
down, turns to right and left, abo\e and
below; here she methodically applies a little
more pressure, there a Uttlc less, touchlnci-

d retouching with unvarying patience, and
finally, after twenty-four hours of It, the piece
that was all corners has become a perfect
sphere, the size of a plum. Th
crowded studio, with scarcel

ere, in her

V room to move.

the podgy artist has completed her work
without once shaking it on its base; by dint
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geometrical sphere which her clumsy tools
and her confined space seemed bound to deny
her.

For a long time the insect continues to
touch up its globe, polishing it affectionately,
passing its foot gently to and fro until the
least protuberance has disappeared. These
meticulous finishing touches seem endless.
Towards the end of the second day, however,
the sphere is pronounced satisfactory. The
mother climbs to the dome of her edifice and
there, still by simple pressure, hollows out
a shallow crater. In this basin the egg is
laid.

Then, with extreme caution, with a
delicacy that is most surprising with such
rough tools, the lips of the crater are
brought together so as to form a vaulted
roof over the egg. The mother turns
slowly, does a little raking, draws the stuff
upwards and finishes the closing-process.
This is the most ticklish work of all. A little
too much pressure, a miscalculated thrust
might easily jeopardize the life of the germ
under its thin ceiling.

Every now and then the mother suspends
operations. Motionless, with lowered fore-
head, she seems to be sounding the cavity
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inside. All's well, It seems; and once again
she resumes her patient toil: the careful,
delicate scraping of the sides towards the
summit, which hegins to taper a little and
lengthen out. In this way, an ovoid with the
small end uppermost takes the place of the
original sphere. Under the more or less
projecting nipple is the hatching-chamher
with the egg. Twenty-four hours more are
spent in this minute work. Total: four
times round the clock and sometimes longer
to construct the sphere, scoop out a basin,
lay the egg and shut it in by transforming the
sphere into an ovoid.

The insect goes back to the cut loaf and
helps itself to second slice, which, by the

same manipuL ; as before, becomes an

ovoid tenanted bv an egg. The surplus
suffices for a thii ' ovoid, som:itimes even
for a fourth. I have never seen this number
exceeded when the mother had at her dis-
posal only the materials which she had
accumulated in the burrow.

The laying Is over. Here is the mother
in lier retreat, which Is almost filled by the
three or four cradles standing one against
the other, pointed end upwards. What will
she do now ? Go away, no doubt, to recruit
her strength a lltde In the open air after her

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prolonged fast. He who thinks so is mis-
taken. She stays. And yet she has eaten
nothing since she came underground, takmg
good care not to touch the loaf, which,
divided into equal portions, will provide the
sustenance of the family. The Copns is
touchingly scrupulous where the chddrens
inheritance is concerned: she is a devoted
mother, who braves hunger rather than let
her offspring suffer privation.

She braves it for a second reason: to
mount guard around the cradles. From the
end of Tune onwards the burrows are
difficult to find, because the rrounds dis-
appear through the action of storm or wmd
or the feet of the passers-by. The few
which I succeed in discovering always contain
the mother dozing be.ide a group of pills, m
each of which a grub, now nearing its com-
plete development, feasts on the fat of the

land. . ,

]\Iv dark appliances, flower-pots filled with
fresh sand, confirm what the fields^ have
taught me. Buried with provisions in the
first fortnight in May, the mothers do not
reappear on the surface, under the glass lid.
They keep hidden in the burrow after laying
their eggs; they spend the sultry dog-days
with their ovoids, watching them, no doubt,

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as the glass-jars, with their freedom from
si'bterranean obscurity, tell us.

They come up again at t^- time of the
hrst autumnal rains, in Sc. .oer. But by
then the new generation has attained its
perfect form, l^he mother, therefore, en-
joys m her underground home that rare
privilege for an insect, the joy of knowing
her fami^^ she Hears her children scratching
at the shell to obtain their liberty; she is
present at the bursting of the casket which
she has fashioned so conscientiously: maybe
she he ps the exhausted weaklings when the
ground has not been cool enough to soften
the walls. Mother and progeny leave the
under-world together; and to-^^ether they ar-
rive at the autumn banquets, when the sun
IS mild and the ovine manna abounds along
the paths. ^

The Hower-pots teach us something else
I place on the surface a few separate coupled
taKen from their burrows at the outset of the
building-operations. They are gI^•cn a gene-
rous supply of provisions. ]:ach couple
burie Itself settles down and starts hoard-
ing; then, after ten days or so. the male re-
appears mi the surface, under the sheet of
Rlass. The other does not stir an inch.
Ihe eggs are laid, the food-balls are shaped,

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patiently rounded and grouped at the bottom
of the pot. And all the time, so that he may
not disturb the mother in her work, the father
remains exiled from the g>'n;vceum. He
has gone up to the surface with the mten. on
of leaving and digging himself a shelter else
where. Being unable to do so withm the
narrow confines of the pot, he stays at the
top, barely concealed from view by n modi-
cum of sand or a few scraps of food. A
lover of darkness and of the cool under-
ground depths, he remains obstinately for
three months exposed to the air and drough'
and light; he refuses to go to earth, lest he
should interfere with the sacred thmgs that
are taking pU^.e below. The Copris shall
have a good mark for thus respectmg the
maternal apartments.

Let us come back to the jars, where the
events hidden from us by the soil are to be
enacted before our eyes. The three or four
pills, each with its egg, stand one agamst an-
other and occupy almost the whole enclosure,
leaving only narrow passages. Of the
original lump very little remains, at the most
a few crumbs, which come in handy when
appetite returns. But that does not worry
the mother much. She is far more con-
cerned about her ovoids.

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at pomes where ray eye can pcrecive no fij.
Her clumsy, horn-shod foot, more sensiti v,^
;n darkness than my retina in broad d'ht

e5 v-e r t'''"''':"^.'"^'?''"' ""^'^^ « Je-

sistenevZ>r""''"Pu'" ""^ "'''"" °< in-
sistency which must be attended to, in order

to prevent the air from entering a^d drvt.

up the eggs. The prudent mother there orf

'^^'r";df "' "' ""r 'P-" ''«--

reme^c^ :%:r'':Snr?„ "'''""' j""^
«-r;fl:« Tr T ,• ^^'^'"'^"f' no matter how

th tiD^of' ' ''■f r*" *'"• ''--• '°'""™" rubl
the tip of her abdomen against the edse of

Dnet slumbers beside her group of cradles
he mother pusses the three months es en iai
to the evolution of the family "*^"f""

I seem to catch a glimpse of the reason for

Scarabs"L"r^''- ?^ .P^'-^'l^s.^wheth:
,hZ , ° ,'^>™"°P'euri, never have more

burrow ""il P"'- " ''"8'^ °™id in their
timeri • J^H ™/" °f f°°dstuff, which a
times !s rolled from a ereat Hi<!fpnrA ;«
necessarily limited by the insect's own m'it
fons of strength. It is enough forTe

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larva, but not enough for two. An excep-
tion must he made with respect to the iiroad-
necked Scarab, who brings up her family
very frugally and divides her rolling booty
into two modest portions.

The others are obliged to dig a special
burrow for each egg. When everything is
in order in the new establishment — and this
does not take long — they leave the under-
ground vault and go oft somewhere else,
wherever, chance may lead them, to begin
their pill-rolling, excavating and egg-laying
once more. With these nomadic habits,
any proh)nged supervision on the mother's
part becomes impossible.

I'he Scarab sufters by it. Her peai , which
is magniticently regular at *-he outset, soon
shows cracks and becomes sc ly and swoUer.
\'arious cryptogams invade it and under-
mine it; the material expands and the result-
ant splitting causes the pear to lose its shape.
We have seen how the grub combats these
troubles.

The Copris has other ways. She does not
roll her stores from a distance; she ware-
houses them on the spot, bit by bit, which
enables her to accumulate in a single burrow-
enough to satisfy all her brood. As there
is no need for further expeditions, the mother

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stays anj keeps uatch. L'ndcr her ncer-
fa.hng v.K,lancc, the pill does not crack, for
any crevice is stopped up as soon as it au-
Pcars; nor does it becnne covered ukh
parasitic vegetation, for nothing c.r: .rrcw on
a soil that IS constantly being raked. The
wo or three do/.en (ncids which I have be-
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of thtm the surface is irreproachable. Hut
if I take thcnn away from the mother to pL;
them into a bottle or tin, thev suffer the sa me
fate as the Sacred Beetle's pears: in the
absence of supervision, destruction more or
less complete overtakes them

Two examples will be instructive to us

vl\k\n\ ''l " ^T' ' '^'''^'' ''''' ''^ ^'' three
p.ls and place them m a tin, which prevents

P.ss"d th '"""'^ '^''' ?^'^'^"-^' ' ''-'^ has
passcd,_ they are covered with a fun.rous

vegetation. More or less cvervthing grm

n this fertile soil; the lesser h,ng;\lt^

hnt .,";'•■■' " ^" ■"^"•^^•simal crvstalline
ant swollen into a bobbin-shape, bristling

a lit le round head as black as jet. I have

scoo t f'"'" ^" ^""^"'^ b-k^ and micro!
scope and give a name to the tiny apparition

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which attracts my attention for the first time.
This botanical detail is of little importance :
all that \vc need know is that the dark green
oi the pills has disappeared under the thick
white crystalline growth stippled with black

specks.

I restore the two pills to the Copris keep-
ing watch over her third. I replace the
opaque sheath and leave the insect un-
disturbed in the dark. In an hour's time or
less, I look to see how things are getting on.
The parasitic vegetation has entirely dis-
appeared, cut down, extirpated to the last
stalk. The magnifying-glass fails to reveal
a trace of what, a little while before, was a
dense thicket. The insect has used its rake,
those notched legs, to some purpose and the
surface of the pill is once more in the un-
blemished condition necessary for health.

The other experiment is a more serious
one. With the point of my pen-knife, I
make a gash in a pill at the upper end and
lay bare the egg. Here we have an artificial
breach not unlike those which might be
caused naturally, but of much greater size.
I give back to the mother the violated cradle,
threatened with disaster unless she inter-
venes. But she does intervene and that
quickly, once darkness comes. The ragged

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ccIkh-s slir by the penknife are hrcuRht to-
gether and sulJered. The small anu.unt of
s uft lost ,s rcphueJ by scrapings taken from
the si.les. In a very short time, the breath is
so neat y repaired that not a trace remains of
my onshiu^'ht.

I repeat It, making the danger graver and
attackm,. all four pills with L Lecratl^
penkmfe. Avhah cuts ri^'ht throuj^h the
hatdmig-chambcr and leaves the cL only
an mcomplete shelter under the K'apin.tr roof
1 he mothers counter-move is suift and
effective. In one brief spell of work everv-
th.ng IS put right again. Vcs, 1 can quite
believe that with this vigilant supervisor,
Nvlio never sleeps except with one eye open,
thcTc IS no possibility of the cr.cks'and the
pufhness which so often disfigure the Sacred
lieetle s pear.

Four pills containing eggs are all that I

r-'^u r'" '''"■' ^" "^^^''" ^"'"""^ the big loaf
which I took from the burrow at the time
of the nuptials. Does this mean that the
<^opns can lay only that number? I think
so. I even believe that usually there are
less, three, two, or possibly only one. My
boarders, installed in separate potfuls of sand
at nestmg-timc. did not reappear on the
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necessary provisions; they never came out to
dip into the replenished stock and enable
themselves to increase the always restricted
number of ovoids lying at the bottom of the
pot under the mother's watchful care.

This limitation of the family might very
well be due partly to lack of space. Three
or four pills completely fill the burrow; there
is no room for more; and the mother, a stay-
at-home alike from duty and inclination, does
not dream of digging another^ dwellmg.
It is true that greater breadth m the one
which she has would solve the problem of
room; but then a ceiling of excessive length
would be liable to collapse. Suppose 1 were
myself to intervene, suppose I provided space
without the risk of the roof falling m, could
there be an increase in the numbet of eggs.
Yes, the number is almost doubled. My
trick is quite simple. In one of the glass
jars, I take away her three or four pills from
a mother who has just finished the last.
None of the loaf remains. I substitute for
it one of mv own making, kneaded with the
tip of a paper-knife. A new type of baker,
I do over again very nearly what the insect
did at the beginning. Reader, do not smile
at my baking: science shall give it tne odour

of sanctity.

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My cake is favourably received by the
Copris, who sets to work aj^ain, starts laying
anew and presents me with three of her
perfect ovoids, making seven in all, the great-
est number that I obtained in my various
attempts of this kind. A large piece of the
bun remains available. The Copris does not
utilize it, at least not for nest-building; she
eats it. The ovaries appear to be exhausted.
This much is proved: the pillaging of the
burrow provides space; and the mother,
takinjr advantage of it, nearly doubles the
number of her eggs with the aid of the cake
which I make for her.

Under natural conditions nothing of a
similar kind can happen. There is no
obliging baker at hand, to shape and pat a
new cake and slip it into the oven that is the
Copris' cellar. Everything therefore tells
us that the stay-at-home Beetle, who makes
up her mind not to reappear until the cool
autumn days, is of very limited bearing-
capacity. 1 ler family consists of three or
four at most. Occasionally, in the dog-days,
long after laylng-timc is past, I have even
dug up a mother watching over a solitarv pill.
I'his one, perhaps for lack of provisions,
had reduced her maternal joys to the narrow-
est limits.

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The loaves kneaded with my paper-knife
are readily accepted. We will take advant-
age of this fact to make a few experiments.
Instead of the big, substantial cake, I fashion
a pill which is a replica in shape and size

of the three or four ch the mother is

guarding after confiding the egg to them.
My imitation is a fairly good one. If
I were to mix up the two products, the
natural and the artificial, I might easily fail
to distinguish between them afterwards.
The counterfeit pill is placed in the jar, be-
side the r*-her. The disturbed insect at
once hides in a corner, under a little sand.
I leave it in peace for a couple of days.
Then how great is my surprise to find the
mother on the top of my pill, digging a cup
into it! In the afternoon the egg is laid
and the cup closed. I can only tell my pill
from those of the Copris by the place which
it occupies. I had put it at the extreme right
of the group and at the extreme right I find
it, duly operated on by the insect. How
could the Beetle know that this ovoid, so like
the others in every respect, was untenanted?
How did she allow herself unhesitatingly to
scoop the top into a crater when, judging
by appearances, there might be an egg just
underneath? She takes good care not to do

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any fresh excavating on the finished pills.
What guide leads her to the artificial one,
which IS extremely deceptive in appearance,
and bids her dig into that?

I do it again and yet again. The result is
the same: the mother does not confuse her
work with mine and takes advantage of the
presence of my pill to instal an egg in it
Un only one occasion, when her appetite
seems suddenly to have come back, did I see
her feeding on my loaf. But her discrimina-
tion between the tenanted and the untenanted
was just as clearly marked here as in the
previous instance. Instead of attacking, in
her hunger the pills with eggs, by what
miracle of divmation does she turn, in spite
of their exact outward similarity, to the pill
which contains nothing?

Can Tny handiwork be defective? Did
the wooden blade not press hard enough to
impart the proper consistency? Is there
something wrong with the dough as the result
of insufficient kneading? These are delicate
questions, of which I, who am - i expert in
this kind of confectionery, am no. -ompetent
to judge. Let us have recourse to a master
of the pastry-cook's art. I borrow from th^
Sacred Beetle the pill which he Is beginning
to roll in the vivarium. I choose a small one,

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of the size affected by the Copris. True,
it is round; but the Copris' pills also arc not
unseldom round, even after receiving the r^"^.

Well, the Sacred Beetle's loaf, that loaf
of irreproachable quality, kneadd by the
king of bread-makers, meets wii.. the same
fate as mine. At one time it is provided
with an egg, at another it is eaten, while no
accident ever happens by mistake to the
exactly similar pills kneaded by the Copris.

That the insect, finding itself in this mixed
assembly, should rip open what is still in-
animate matter and respect what is already a
cradle, that it should discriminate between
the lawful and the unlawful, in circumstances
such as these, seems to me incapable of
explanation, if there be no guide but senses
resembling our own. It is useless to say
that it is a case of sight: the Beetle works
in absolute darkness. Even if she worked
in the light, that would not lessen the diffi-
culty. The shape and appearance of the pill
are alike in both instances; the clearest sit^ht
vvould be at fault once the pills were mixed

It Is Impossible to suggest that smell has
anything to do with It: the substance of the
pill does not vary; It Is always the produce
of the Sheep. Impossible likewise to say

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wl/^%" '^"'•.^'^'"g the sense of touch.
VVnat uelicacy of touch can there be under

a coat of horn? Besides, the most exquisite
sensitiveness would be required. Even if we
admit that the insect's feet, particularly the
arsi, or the palpi, or the antennae, or any-
thmg you please, possess a certain faculty
for distinguishing between hard and soft
rough and smooth, round and angular, still
our experiment with the Sacred Beetle's
sphere warns us to iook where we are going
1 here surely we had the exact equivalent of
the Copns sphere -made of the same
matenals, kneaded to the same consistency,
g'vcn the same outline — and yet the Copris
makes no mistake.

IV) drag the sense of taste Into the problem
would be absurd. There remains that of
hearing. Later on, I might not deny the
possibility of this having something to do
with It. When the larva is hatched, the
mother, ever-attentive, might conceivably
hear it mhbhng the wall of the cell, but for
the present the chamber .ontalns merely an
egg: and an egg is alway silent.

Then what other means docs the mother
possess, I will not say of thwarting my
machinations ^u , „ . i i . P . ^

plane and animal

the problem is on a loft

ler

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special aptitudes in order to dodge an experi-
menter's wiles — what other means does she
possess of obviating the difficuhies attendant
upon her normal labours? Do not lose sight
of this: she begins by shaping a sphere; and
the globular mass often does not differ from
the pills that have received the egg, in re-
spect of either form or size.

Nowhere is there peace, not even below
ground. When, in a moment of panic, the
too-timid mother falls off her sphere and for-
sakes it to seek refuge elsewhere, how can
she afterwards find her ball again and
distinguish it from the others, without
running the risk of crushing an egg when she
is pressing in the top of a pill to make the
necessary crater? She needs a safe guide
here. What is that guide? I do not know.

I have said it many a time and I say it
again: insects possess sense-faculties of
exquisite delicacy attuned to their special
trade, faculties of which we can form no
conception because we have nothing similar
within ourselves. A man blind from birth
can have no notion of colour. We are as
men blind from birth in the face of the un-
fathomable mysteries that surround us; and
myriads of questions arise to which no answer
can ever be given.

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CHAPTER X

THE SPANISH COPKIS: THE HABITS OF
THE MOTHER

'T'HERE are two special points to be
* rernembered in the life-history of the
Spanish Copris: the rearing of her family;
and her pill-rolling talents.

First, the output of he'- ovaries is ex-
tremely limited; and nevertheless her race
thrives just as much as that of many others
whose seed is numerous. Maternal care
makes up for the small number of her eggs.
Prolific layers, after making a few rough and
ready arrangements, abandon their progeny
to luck, which often sacrifices a thousand in
order to preserve one; they are factories
turning out organic matter for life's compre-
hens.ve maw. Almost as soon as hatched,
or even before hatching, their offspring for
the most part perish devoured. Extermina-
tion makes short work of superfluity in the
interest^ of the community at large. That
which was destined to live lives, but under
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know and can know nothing of maternal
affection.

The Coprcs have other and fundamentally
different habits. Three or four eggs repre-
sent their entire posterity. How are they
to be preserved, to a great extent, from
the accidents that await them? For them,
so few in numbers, as for the others,
whose name is legion, existence is an inexor-
able struggle. The mother knows it and, in
order to save her nearest and dearest, sacri-
fices herself, giving up out-door pleasures,
nocturnal flights and that supreme delight of
her race, the investigation of a fresh heap of
dung. Hidden underground, by the side of
her brood, she never leaves her nursery. She
keeps watch; she brushes off the parasitic
growths; she closes up the cracks; she drives
off any ravagers that may appear: Acari,'
tiny Staphyrmi,^ grubs of small Flies,
Aphodii,^ Onthophagi.^ In S ')tcmber, she
climbs ^ ciie surface with her family,
which, having no further use for her,
emancipa^^es itself and henceforth lives as it

1 Mites or 1 icks. — Translator's Note.

2 Rove-beetl *s. — Translator's Note.

3 A genus of V)Kin^-heex\ts.— Translator's Note.

4Cf. Chapters XI., XVII. and XVIII. of the present vol-
ume.— Translator's Note.

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tJnT!^^^- '^' ^^P'"'^' ^^'■"Pf transforma.
provides us, m so far as we are able to iret
:y,;/-^h, jvithaproofofthethc^r?.

nou iT' """rf 'f"'^ ^" formulate just
nou. Here ,s a Beetle not equipped for the
P.ll-roller s art, an art moreoverwhich is not
;;e.iu,red for her individual prosperity She

he food vh,eh she buries and consumes as
s e f,nds ,t; she is totally ignorant of the
sphere and its properties in connection w' 1
food-preservation; and all of a sudden n

prepared the way, she moulds into a sphere
Her grub. \\ ,th her short, clumsv fore-lcLr

a kdful sol.d mass The difficulty is
great. Jt ,s overcome by dint of application
and patience. In two days, or three at most
he round cradle is perfected. How dol;
the dumpy creature go to work to achle4

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as compasses; the Gymnopleurus has similar
tools. But the Copris, unprovided with the
spread of limb which would enable her to
encircle the object, finds nothing in her equip-
ment that favours the formation of a "sphere.
Perched upon her ovoid, she labours at it bit
by bit with an intensity that makes up for
her defective implements; she estimates the
correctness of its curve by assiduous tactile
examinations from one end to the other.
Perseverance triumphs over clumsiness and
achieves what at first seemed impossible.

Here all my readers will assail me with
the same questions: why this abrupt change
in the insect's habits? Why this indefati-
gable patience in a form of work that bears
no relation to the tools at hand? And what
is the use of this ovoid shape whose perfect-
ion demands so great an outlay of time?

To these queries I see only one possible
reply: the preservation of the foodstuffs in a
fresh condition demands the globular form.
Remember this: the Copris builds her nest in
June; her larva develops during the dog-
days; it lies a few inches below the surface of
the ground. In the cavern, which is now a
furnace, the provisions would soon become
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the shape least susceptible c, evaF)oration
Very ciiltcrent from the Sacred Beetle in
hahits aiul structure but exposed to the same
dangers m her larval state, the Copris. in
ore cr to ward off the peril, adopts the prin-
ciples of the Krcat pill-roller, principles u hose
surpassmy wisdom we have already made
manliest,

I would ask the philosophers to ponder
upon these hve manufacturers of preserved
meats and the numerous rivals which they
doubtless possess in other climes. I sub-
mit to them these inventors of the largest
possible box with the smallest possib e
surface for provisions liable to dry; and I
ask them how such logical Inspirations and
so much rational foresight can take birth In
the obscure brain of the lower orders of crca-
tion.

Let us come down to plain facts. The
Lopris' pill is a more or less pronounced
ovoid, sometimes differing but slightly from
a sphere in shape. It Is not quite so pretty
as the work of the Gymnopleurus, which is
very nearly pear-shaped, or at least reminds
one of a bird's egg, notably a Sparrow's, be-
cause of the similarity In size. The Copris'
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of prey, of any member of the Owl family,
as its projecting end does not stand out con-
spicuously.

From this pole to the other the ovoid
measures, on an average, forty millimetres
and thirty-four across.' its whole surface
is tightly packed, hardened by pressure, con-
verted into a crust wi.n a little earth grained
into it. At the projecting end, an attentive
eye will discover a ring bristling with short
straggling threads. Once the egg is laid m
the cup into which the original sphere !S
hollowed, the mother, as I have already said,
gradually brings the edges of the cavity to-
gether. This produces the projecting end.
To complete the closing, she delicately rakes
the ovoid and scrapes a little of the material
upwards. This forms the ceiling oi the
hatching-chamber. At the top of this celling
which, if it fell in, would destroy the egg, the
pressure is very slight indeed, leaving an area
devoid of rind and co"— cd with bits of
thread. Immediately under _ this circle,
which is a sort oi' porous felt, lies the hatch-
ing-chamber, the egg p little cell, which easily
admits air and warmth.

Like the Sacred Beetle's egg and those of
other Dung-beetles, the Copris' egg at once

1 1.56 X 1.32 inches.— Translator's Sole.

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attracts attention by its size, but it ^rows

much larger before hatching, incrcas.n^ J

or threefold ,n bulk. Its .noist chamber,

saturated with the emanations from the

prov.s.ons supplies it with nourishment.

Ihrou^rh the chalky porous shell oi the

bird s egg, an exchange of gases takes place,

a resp.ratory process which quickens matfo;

\^hile consuming ,t. This is a cause of

struction as well as of life: the sum tof

the contents docs not increase under th

Hcx.ble wrapper; on the contrarv,

dimmishes. ■

Things happe otherwise a th^ Conns'
egff, as in the other Dung-beetles . We
stdl no doubt, find the vivifyin,r assistance
of the a.r; but there is also an accession of
new materials which come to add to the re-
s rves furnished Sv the ovarv. Fndosmosis
causes the exhalations of the chamber to
penetrate through a very delicate membrane,
so much so that the egg is ted, swells and
enlarges to thnce ts original volume. If we
have faded to , .llow this progressive growth
a tem.vely. we are quite surprised at the
extraordinary hnal siz. which is out of all
proportion to that of the mother

This nourishment I sts a fairlv long time,
for the hatching takes from fifteen toVwent^J

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days. Thanks to the added substance with
which the egg has been enriched, the larva
is already pretty big when born. We have
not here the weakly grub, the animated speck
which many insects show us, but a pretty little
creature, at once sturdy and tender, which,
happy at being alive, arches its back and
frisks and rolls about in its nest.

It is satin-white, with a touch of straw-
colour on its skull-cap. I find the terminal
trowel plainly marked: I mean that slanting
plane with the scalloped edge whereof the
Sacred Beetle has already shown us the use
when some breach in the cell needs repairing.
The implement tells us the future trade.
You also, my attractive little grub, will be-
come a knapsacked excreter, a fervent
plasterer manipulating the stucco supphed by
the intestines. But first I will subject you
to an experiment. , r i o ^

Now what are your first mouthtuls.''^ As
? rul-- I see the walls of your nest shining
with a greenish, semifluid wash, a sort of
thinly-spread jam. Is this a special dish in-
tended for your delicate baby stomach? Is
it a childish dainty disgorged by the mother?
I used to think so when I first began to study
the Sacred Beetle. To-day, after seeing a
similar wash in the cells of the various Dung-

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beetles, including the uncouth Geotrupes > I
wonder whether it is not rather the^ ;ul
of a mere exudation accumulating on the
wails m a sort of dew, the fluid quintessence
filtering through the porous matter.

t^on better than any of the others. I hav^
XT hTr/^T^^^ ^'^ '' ^h^ -omen
tfte top ,n the form of a cup ; and I have never
men?"'Th"^ that at all suggests a disgorge'
ment. The cavity of the bowl, which I los^

moment T ^'''' ""''''"^ '^' favourable
ZTf ; '"^ '"'"' ^ ^^" t^ke only a

al wort"" '' '^' "«^^-'^ occupations-
boa di?''/' '°°" ^^ ^ ^'-^'^^ ^he card-
ro ]V ' u ^° S've light. Under these
conditions, the secret mi.;lu escape me n!
definitely. Let us look at the diffirulty from
another angle and enquire whether som^
special mi k-food, elaborated in the mothe?
stomach, IS necessary for the Infant larva
In one of my cages, I rob a Sacred Beetle

roll 'I "rl ^'"' ^'''^y ^^^^'"-^ -'^ ^^^

rolled. I strip ,t at one point of Its earthy
layer and into this clean point I drive the

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blunt end of a pencil, making a hole a third
of an inch deep. 1 instal a newly-hatched
Copris-grub in it. The youngster has not
yet taken the least refreshment. It is lodged
in a cell which in no respect differs from the
rest of the mass. There is no creamy coat-
ing, whether disgorged by the mother or
merely oozing through. What will result
from this change of quarters?

Nothing untoward. The larva develops
and thrives quite as well as in its native cell.
Therefore, when I first started, I was the
victim of an illusion. The delicate wash
which nearly always covers the egg-chamber
in the Dung-beetles' work is simply an exuda-
tion. The grub may be all the better for it,
when taking its first mouthfuls; but it is not
indispensable. To-day's experiment confirms
the fact.

The grub subjected to this test was put
into an open pit. Things cannot remain In
this condition. The absence of ceiling is irk-
some to the young larva, which loves dark-
ness and tranquillity. How will it set to
work to build its roof? The mortar-trowel
cannot be used as yet, for materials are lack-
ing in the knapsack which so far has done
no digesting.

Novice though it be, the little grub has
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work TnL-^c "*c vvf.li. lheuvrcn;>ive

sembled atoms lorm a vault t, t

inff mortnr .^ .u . ^^'^ ^^^'^K by inject-
't, xnortar ,to the interst ces Prr.J^ i

their f„M Z^Z"' ™ have attamed half

k'rowth. With th

P-knife,7>ierce-,he''i„a,hrr°^_„T

open a window

anxiously
rolls itself

a f(

upper end;

w millimetres sq

grub at once appears at th
^"qu'ring into the d

over

uare.

e casement,
isaster. It

openmg, this time, how

in the cell and returns to the

wide, padded

ever.

charged
iittle too
It runs, it fl

Grovel. A jet of

over tni breach. Th

presenting its
mortar is dis-

much diluted and of in f,

e product is a

ows In all di recti

setauickiv a i i ^"^^^'''"s, it does
quickly. A fresh ejaculation follows

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another and yet another, in swift succession.
Useless pains! In vain the plasterer tries
again, in vain it struggles, gathering the
trickling material with its legs and mandibles :
the hole refuses to close. The mortar is still

too fluid. ,

Poor, desperate thing, why don t you copy
your young sister? Do what the little larva
did just now: build an awning with particles
taken from the wall of your house; and your
liquid putty will do well on that spongy
scaffolding! The large grub, trusting to its
trowel, does not think of that method. It
exhausts itself, without any appreciable re-
suit, in trying to effect repairs which the tie
grub managed most ingeniously. W hat tne
baby knew how to do the big larva no longer

knows. , ... ,. f

Insect industry has instances like this ot
professional methods employed at certain
periods and then abandoned and utterly tor-
gotten. A few days more or less make
changes in the creature's talents. The tiny
mub; devoid of cement, hr bricks to fall
back upon; the big larva, rid n putty, scorns
to build, or rather no longer knows how,
though it is even better endowed than the
youngster with the necessary tools. 1 he
strong one no longer remembers what as a

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weakling he so well knew how to do, only

lection i7-^ YTi V^°^ P^^^-^ °^ --1-
tha a; 'w In'^ t''' ^' ^"^h a power under
that flat skull! However, in the long run
and thanks to the evaporation of the efec ed
matenals, the short-memoried plumber ends
by stoppmg up the window. Nearly half a
day has been spent in trowel-work.

mother w.ll come to the distressed one's help

n like circumstances. We have seen her

dhgently repairing the ceiling which I

smashed above the egg. Win she do for the

^Jnf" W-M^' ^'^ ''' ^'^ ^he sake of th
f-h \k ," '^' '"'°^^ ^^^ '•^^nt pill in
^^hIch the plasterer is helplessly floundering"

i o make the experiment more conclusive.
I select p.lls that do not belong to the mothe;
entrusted with the work of 'restoratir "
picked them up m the fields. They are far
from regular, are all dented becau e of the

stony sod on which they lay, a soil not easHy
convertible mto a roomy workshop and con^
sequently unsuited to exact geometry. Thev
are moreover encrusted with a reddish rind,
due to the ferruginous sand in which I packed
them m order to avoid dangerous jolt ng on
the road. In short, they differ a good dea"
from those elaborated in a jar, with plenty

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of space around them and on a clean support,
pills which are perfect ovoids, free from
earthy stains. In the top of two of them
1 make an opening which the grub, faithful
to its methods, at once strives to stop up,
but without success. One, stored away
under a bell-glass, will serve me as a witness.
The other I place in a jar where the mother
is watching her cradles, two splendid ovoids.
1 have not long to wait. An hour later,
I raise the cardboard screen. The Copris
is on the strange pill and so busily engaged
that she pays no attention to the daylight
admitted. In other, less urgent circum-
stances, she would at once have slipped
down and taken shelter from the trouble-
some light; this time, she does not move and
imperturbably continues her work. Betore
my eyes she rakes away the red crust and
uses the scrapings from the cleansed surface
to spread over and solder the breach. It is
hermetically sealed in a very short space of
time. I stand amazed at the insect s skil .
Well, while the Copris is restoring a pill
that does not belong to her, what is the grub
that owns the other doing in the bell-glass?
It continues to kick about hopelessly, vainly
lavishing cement that is incapable of setting.
Put to the test in the morning, it does not

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succeed until the afternoon in closing the
aperture; and then the job is anything but
well done. The borrowed mother, on the
other hand, has not taken twenty minutes to
remedy the accident most excellently.
^ She does even more. After the most
important part Is finished and the afflicted
grub succoured, she stands all day, all night
and the next day on the newly-closed pill,
bhe brushes it daintily with her tarsi to get
nd of the layer .f earth: she obliterates the
dents, smooths f -e rouirh places and adjusts
the curve, until trom a shapeless and soiled
pill It becomes an ovoid vying in precision
with those which she had already manu-
lacturcd in her glass jar.

Such care bestowed upon a strange grub
deserves attention. I must go on. I slip
into the jar a second pill, similar to the fore-
going, ruptured at the top, with an opening
larger than on the occasion, one about a six-
teenth of an mch square. The greater the
ditficulty. the more praiseworthy will the
restoration be.

It is. Indeed, difficult to close. The grub,
a fat babv. is wildly gesticulating and excre-
ting through the window. Leaning over the
hole, Its new mother seems to console it. '
J5he IS like a nurse bending over the cradle.

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Meanwhile her helpful legs are working with
a will, scratching around the yawning
aperture to obtain the wherewithal to stop it.
But the materials, half-dried this time, are
hard and unyielding. They are slow m
coming; and the quantity is too small tor
so big a hole. No matter: what with the
grub continuing to shoot forth its putty and
the other mixing it with her own scrapmgs,
to give it consistency, and afterwards spread-
ing it, the opening closes up.

The thankless task has taken a whole
afternoon. It is a good lesson for me. 1
shall be more careful in future. 1 shall
choose softer pills and, instead of -'Pen'^S
them bv removing the materials, I shall
simplv lift the wall by shreds until the grub is
laid bare. The mother will only have to
flatten down those shreds and solder them to-

^^1 Tc't accordingly with a third pill, which
is very neatly repaired in a short time. Not
a trace remains of the ravages caused by my
penknife. I continue in the same way with
a fourth, a fifth and so on, at intervals long
enough to give the mother a rest 1 stop
when the receptacle is full, looking like a pot
of plums. The contents amount to twelve
pieces, of which ten have come from the out-

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mother ^°°'' '°"'''"°" ^y "•= f"«er.

th.Tcurin.r '""" ''"'""""K sidcliKhts to
comlnucd if IP"™'"'' "■^'''' ' ""'J have

mitt^r The Co r*;"'!:/ '\K' ""' p"-

lessened after the'estor t '„ft„ "'^ ""'

:nl5ri„"irr""^"'"'^°---''<Hc

Ubscr,e hrst the arrangement of the nills

'hro;;\rlri:'r:i,r'"^'"r^""'
difficuhy. When LrhoLtld iriirrr^

n^ th:t7'"7t'^'";\""''" ">= p"-^' "-h-

broken cell I. ' " ? ""i' '"'™™' *at a new
DToKen cell ,s introduced, right at the ton of

the pde on the third or fourth floor Le
us put back the screen wait , !° ■

.nd then go bacic to the r '""'"

n-li J™,"*" '' '''"'=• hoisted on the torn
p.n and do.ng her utmost to close it Ho"

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was she informed on the ground Hoor of
what was happening in the att.cj How
did she know that a larva up there was
cluing for her assistance? The babe m d.s-
tress screams and the- nurse comes runnmg up.
The grub says nothing; it makes no sound.
Its desperate gesticulations are not accom-
panied by any noise. And the watcher hears
this mute appeal. She notices the sdcncc,
she sees the invisible. I am bewildered,
every one would be bewildered by the mystery
of these perceptions which are so foreign
to our nature and which " topsy turvy the
understanding," as Montaigne would say.

Let us pass on. , , . u 4.oi;«^

I have described elsewhere ' the brutality
with which the Bee, that most gifted of in-
sects, treats the eggs of her fellows. Osmi^,
Chalicodom^ and others perpetrate atroci-
ties at times. In u moment of vcn^^cance or
of that inexplicable aberration which occurs
after the laying is finished, a sister s egg,
avagdy torn ffom the cell with the pincers
of the mandibles, is Hung into the dust-bm.
The thing is pitilessly crushed, is npped open,
is even eaten. ^ How different from the good-
natured Copris!

iCf. Thf Mason-hees and Bramble-bees and Others:
tassiri.— Translator's Note.

The Spanish Copris: the Mother

Shall we attribute altruism among families
to the Dung-beetle? Shall we do her the
signal honour of allowing that she ad-
ministers relief to foundlings? That would
be madness The mother who so diligently
ass.sts the children of others thinks, beyond
a doubt, that she is working for her own.
J he victim of my experiment had two pills
th.it belonged to her; my intervention gave
her ten more. And in the jar filled with
prunes to the top, her assiduous care draws
no distinction between the real household
and the casual family. Her intellect there-
tore IS incapable of the most elementary con-
ception of quantity; she cannot even dis-
tinguish between the singular and the plural,
the tew and the many.

Can it be because of the darkness? No
for my frequent visits give the Copris an op-
portunity, when the opaque screen is lifted
of looking around her and discovering the
strange accumulation, that is if light be really
the guide which she lacks. Besides, has she
not another means of information? In the
natural burrow, the pills, three or at most
tour in number, all lie on the -round, forming
one row only. With my additions, they pile
up into four stories.

In order to clamber to the top, in order

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to hoist herself up through such a maze as
never Copris mansion knew before, the
Beetle must rub against and touch the units
of the heap. But she counts none the better
for that. To the insect all this is just the
ho.nc. is just the family, worthy of the same
care at the suniiPit as at the base. Ho
twelve produced bv m> trickery and the two
of her own laying arc the same thing m her

arithmetic. . .

1 present this strange mnthematician to any
on: who comes and talks to me of a glimmer
o*" casnn In the insect, as Darwin clamied.
It .s one of two things: either this glimmer
dojs not exist, or else the Copris reasons
divinely and becomes a St. Vinunt de Paul
of insects, moved to pitv by the >n ) lot of the
homeless. Make your cb.-'-e

It is possible that, rat'-e/ :';'""
principle, perhaps men '■ r,; ;
folly and that the compa^^.K-n-!
one dav figure in the ev-l ."'.'
MoralDeeds. Why not V
ready, with an eye to the same
tain a certain tender-hearted Boa Constrictor
who, on losing his master, lay down and died
of grief? Oh, the fond reptile! These
edifying stories, compiled with the object of
tracing man back to the Gorilla, procure me

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a few moments of mild amu,cmcnt uhen I

r;:;r ''--'■ "-^ - ^^^^^ -- ^^^-r

Better that you and I, friend ( ..rtris

storms. \\ ould you mind telling me the rea-

son o, the reputation which you enjlj^d i

he days of antiquity-? Ancient Ki4t cxl

oiled you ,n pmk granite and porphyry; she

venerated you, O my fair horned on J, and

IZrX """"' '" '"' entomological
Horapollo tells us of two Sacred Beetles

on herT.:-| P." ^''1^ ^ ^'"^^'^ ^P-i"-
on her head, the other had two. The first

some"' on' '"""''' n "^^ ^^''' '^'''^ ''' '' ^^^^^
some one very I.ke you. If E^pt had

known what you have just taught me she

would certainly have pliced yoll ah^^

Scarab, that roving pill-rolIcr who deserts

?ecdv:7-;"'J"-^" ""'' '^"^'>' ^^^- ' "^-
received its mhentance, to shift for itself as

best It can Knowing nothing of your
wonderful habits, which history is notJn J for
the first time, she desen-es all the greater
praise for having divined your merits

ihc second, the one with two horns
would, according to the experts, appear to

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be the insect which the naturalists call the
Isis Copris. I know her only in effigy, but
her image is so striking that I sometimes
catch myself dreaming late in hfe, just as 1
did in my youth, of going down to Nubia and
exploring the banks of the Nde, in order
to cross-examine, under some lump of Lamel-
dung, the insect that is emblematic of Isis the
divine brooder, nature made fruitful by

Osiris, the sun.

Oh, simpleton ! Attend to your cabbages,
sow your turnips: that won't do you any
harm; water your lettuces; and understand,
once and for all, how vain are all our quest-
ionings when it is simply a matter of enquir-
ing into a muck-raker's sagacity! Be less
ambitious; confine yourself to setting down

So be it. There is nothing striking to be
said of the larva, which is a replica of the
Sacred Beetle's, save for some minute details
which do noc interest us here. It has the
same hump in the middle of its back, the
same slanting truncature of the last segment,
expanding into a trowel on the upper surface.
\ ready excretcr, it understands, though less
thoroughly than the other, the art of stopping
up breaches to protect itself from draughts.

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The larval state covers a period of four to
SIX weeks.

At the end of July, the nymph appears,

on th't'7f °" ^" °^^^' "-t currant-red
on he head, horn, corsele^, breast and legs,

^hile the wing-cases have the pale hue of
gum arab.c. A month later, by the end of
August, the perfect insect releases itself from
Its mummy wT.ppers. Its costume, now
wrought upon by delicate chemical changer
IS quite as strange as that of the new-born
Sacred Beetle. Head, corselet, breast anS
egs are chestnut-red. The horn, the epis-
toma and the denticulations of the fore-lees
are shaded with brown. The wing-cases afe
a rather yellowish white. The abdomen is
white, excepting only the anal segment, which
IS an even brighter red than the thorax I

segment whi e the rest of the abdomen is
still quite pale, in the Sacred Beetles, the
Gymnopleuri, the Onthophagi, the Geo
trupes, the Cetoniae • an'd 'm'any othe^ t
\V hence this precocity? One more note of
mt^ejTogation which will long stand awaiting

A fortnight passes. The costume be-

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comes ebon-black, the cuirass hardens. The
insect is ready for the emergence. We are
at the end of September; the earth has drunk
in a few showers which soften the stubborn
shell and allow of an easy deliverance.
This is the moment, prisoners mine. If I
have teased you a little, at least I have kept
you in plenty. Your shells have hardened
in your cages and have become caskets which
your own efforts will never succeed in forcing
open. I will come to your aid. I.e. us
describe in detail how things happen.

Once the burrow is supplied with the
voluminous loaf out of which three or four
pilular rations are to be carved, the mother
does not appear outside again. Besides,
there is no provision made for her. The
heap stored away below is the family cake,
the exclusive patrimony of the grubs, who
will receive equal shares. For four months,
therefore, the recluse is without food of any
kind.

It is a voluntary privation. Victuals are
there, within reach, copious and of superior
quality; but they are intended for the larvae
and the mother will take good care not to
touch them : anything abstracted for her own
use woula m^an so much less for the grubs.
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no family to consider, she now becomes very

lasting. The Hen sitting on her etrcr, fnr
gets to eat for some weeks; t"e w^f^hf:i"
Copns mother forgets It during a thld par
of he year. .The Dung-beetk outdoes^the
bird in maternal self-abnegation

IVow what does this self-sacrlfidng mother
do underground ? To what household cfrs
can ,he devote the period of so long a ast
^ly appliances provide a satisfactory answer

con^-'r^^ ',' ^ -^"^^^ ^^'^' ^-° kinds One
consists of glass jars with a thin layer of sand

and a cardboard case to create daLeTs the

closed vilT ^"''/'^^ ^^^^ '^''^ ^"^
Closed witii a pane of glass.

L , "^' ^ ""J the mother now

shf> ;. ,;". '^\f07-^eg On rarer occas bns,
she IS dozing in the midst of the heap
Ihe manner in which she employs her

ot pills, her mquis.tive antennae sound them

^stens7o7^e:''^" '^^P^"'"^ •-'^^' ^h"

UP faultvVn ?""l^'"^' r^'"S' ^^'^ f«"^hes

the surfL^° ' !,^' P"^'^^^^ ^"^ r^Poh'shes
the surfaces m order to delay the desiccatic

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within until the development of the inmates

is complete.

These scrupulous cares, cares occupying
every moment, have results which would
strike the attention of the least-exper.enced
observer. The egg-shaped vessels, or b ter
the cradles of the nursery, are wonderful in
their regular curves and in their neatness
We see none of those chinks with a blob of
putty showing through, none of those cracks
of those peeling scales, in short none of those
defects which, towards the end, nearly always
disfigure the Sacred Beetle's pears, handsome
though they be at the start.

The horned Dung-beetle's caskets could
not be better-shaped, even after they are
thoroughly dried up, if they had been worked
in plaster by a modeller. What pret y, dark-
bronze eggs they are, rivalling the Owl s in
size and form! This irreproachable per ect-
ion, maintained until the shell ,s burst by
the emerging larva, is obtained only by in-
cessant touching up, interspersed at long
intervals with periods of rest during wh ch
the mother composes herself for a nap at the

foot of the heap. <■ a u^ Jt

The glass jars leave room for doubt, it

is possible to say that the insect, imprisoned

in an impassable enclosure, stays in the midst

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of its pills because it is unable to go else-
where I agree; but there remains that
work of polishing and of continual inspection
about which the mother need not trouble at
all If these cares did .>ot form part of her
habits. Were she solely anxious to recover
her liberty, she ought to be roaming rest-
lessly all round the enclosure, whereas I
always see her very quiet and absorbed,
i he only evidence of her excitement, when
the raising of the cardboard cylinder sud-
denly produces daylight. Is that she lets her-
self slide from the top of a pill and hides
in the heap. If I moderate the 'ight, com-
posure IS soon restored and she resumes her
position on the summit, there to continue the
work which my visit interrupted.

For the rest, the evidence of the apparatus
that is always in darkness is conclusive.
1 he mother buried herself in June in the
sand of my pots with copious provisions,
which are soon converted into a certain
number of pills. She Is at liberty to return
to the^ surface when she pleases. She will
there ♦ind broad daylight under the big sheet
of gla.s which ensures me against her escape;
she will_ find food, which I renew from time
to time in order to entice her.

Well, neither the daylight nor the food,

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desirable though this must seem to be after
a fast so long extended, is able ^-^ tempt her.
Nothing stirs in my pots, nothmg rises to
the surface until the rains come.

It is exceedingly probable that exactly the
same thing happens underground as m the ^
jars. To make certain, I inspect some ot my
appliances at different periods. I abvays
find the mother beside her pills, in a spacious
cave which gives free play to the watcher s
evolutions. She could go lower down in the
sand and hide anywhere she pleased, it rest
is what she wants; she could climb outside
and sit down to fresh victuals, if refreshment
became necessary. Neither the prospects of
rest in a deeper crypt nor the thought of the
sun and of nice soft rolls make her leave her
family. Until the last of her offspring has
burst his shell, she sticks to her post in the
birth-chamber. .

It is now October. The rains so greatly
desired by man and beast have conie at last,
soaking the ground to some depth. Atter
the torrid and dusty days of summer, when
life is in suspense, we have the coolness that
revives it, we have the last festival of the
year. In the midst of the heath putting out
its first pink bells, the oronge ' splits its white

lOr imperial mushroom. For thi. and the purple bole-

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purse and comes into view, looking like the
yolk of an egg half deprived of its albumen;
the massive purple boletus turns blue under
the heel of the passer-by who crushes it; the
autumnal squill lifts its little spike of lilac
Howers; the Strawberry-tree's coral balls
begm to soften.

This tardy springtime has its echoes under-
ground. The vernal generations, Sacred
Beetles and Gymnopleuri, Onthophagi and
eopres, hasten to burst their shells softened
by the damp and come to the surface
to take part in the gaieties of the last fine
weather.

My captives are denied the friendly
shoT.-er. The cement of their caskets, baked
by the summer heat, is too hard to yield.
The file of the shield and legs would make
no impression on it. I come to the poor
things assistance. A carefully graduated
watering replaces the natural rain in my glass
and earthenware pot?. To ascertain once
more the efifec^s of water on the Dung-
beetles deliverance, I leave a few of the
receptacles in the state of drvness for which
they have to thank the dog-days.

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The result of my sprinkling soon becomes
apparent. In a few days' time, now in one
jar, now in another, the pills, properly soft-
ened, open and fall to pieces under the
prisoners' efforts. The new-born Copns ap-
pears and sits down, with his mother, to the
food which I have placed at his disposal.

When the hermit, stiffeninjj; his legs and
humping his back, tries to split the ceding
that presses down on him, does the mother
come to his assistance by delivering an assault
from the outside ? It is quite possible. The
watcher, hitherto so careful of her brood,
so attentive to what Is happening within the
piils, can hardly fail to hear the sounds made
by the captive in his struggles to emerge.

We have seen her indefatigably stopping
the holes caused by my indiscretion; we have
seen her, often enough, restoring for the
grub's greater safety the pill which I had
opened with my penknife. Fitted by instinct
for repairing and building, why should she
not be fitted f^>r demolishing? However, 1
will make no assertions, for 1 have been un-
able to see. The favourable con-': ^ ' x'.a
always escaped me: I .ame either too late
or too early. And then let us not foi^et Jvff
the admission of Ught usually Interrupts tt e

work.

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In the darkness of the sand-filled oots, the
hbera.on „.ust take place in the same way
All that I am able to witness is the insect's
emergence above ground. Attracted by thc«
smell of fresh provisions which I have served
on the threshold of the burrow, the ne^vK.

Dani'Tl T^^ T'^' gradually, accom-
pan.cd by the mother, vander round for a

thTpile ^'"' ""' ^^''" ''"^ '^"' ^''^'^

n^J^^'^'^u'''' '^'■'' ^^ ^"""'" '^^ '^^^' five at
most. 1 he sons are easily rccogni/ed by the
greater length of their horns; but there's
nothing to distinguish the daughters from the
mother. For that matter, the same con-
tusion prevads among themselves. An
abrupt change of attitude has taken place-
and the erstwhile '.voted mother is^ow
utterly indifferent to the welfare of her
emancipated family. Henceforward .ach
ooks after his own home and his own
interests. They no longer know one an!
otner.

In the receptacles wh^ch are not moistened
by artificial showers, rnings come to a miser-
able end. The dry shell, almost as hard as
an apricot- or peach-stone, offers indomitable

IrTTu ^^ '"^'^''^ ^'^'^ "^^"^^^^ to
grate off barely so murh as a pinch of dust.

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I hear the tools rasping against the unyield-
ing wall; then silence follows and not a
prisoner survives to tell the tale. The
mother too perishes in that home which has
remained dry when the season for dryness
has passed. The Copris, like the Sacred
Beetle, needs the rain tc soften the granite

shell.

To return to the liberated ones. When

the emergence is effected, the mother, we
were saying, ceases to trouble about them.
Her present indifference, however, must not
make us forget the wonderful care which she
has lavished for four months on end. Out-
side the Social Hymenoptera — Bees,
Wasps, Ants and so on — who spoon-feed
their young and bring them up according to
scrupulously hygienic methods, where in the
insect world shall we find another example of
such maternal self-abnc .ration, of such wise
and tender care for the offspring? I know

of none .

How did the Copris acquire this lotty
quality, which I would readily call a moral
quality, if morality and nescience had any
point of contact? How did she learn to
surpass in tenderness the Bee and the Artt,
both so greatly renowned? I say surpass.
The mother Bee, indeed, is simply a germ-

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factory a prodi,,iously fertile factory, I ad-
mit J,he lays eggs; and that is all The

cnar ty these, voued to cclib icy

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humble household. Alone nnd Zl 7
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CHAPTER XI

ONTHOPHAGI AND ONITICELLI

AFTER the notabilities of the Dung-beetle
tribe, if we omit the Geotrupes, who
belong to a different clan, there remains,
Vithin the very limited radius of my observa
tion, the Onthophagus rabble, o which 1
could gather a dozen different species around
^y house. What will these small fry teach

"''Even more zealous than their big com-
Lc thev are the first that hasten to
l^A:Xh by the passing Mul.
They come in crowds and stay a long t.me
lo Lg under the spread table that g,ves
them shade and coolness. Turn over the
heap with your foot. You will be surprised
at the swarming population whose presence
no outward sign betrayed The l"g«' =^'^
scarce the size of a pea, but some are much
miller still; and these dwarfs are nojess

busv than the others, no less eager to crumble
into dust the filth which, in the mteres.s of
The public hea.th, must be cleared away w,th

all speed.

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For the more Important work of life there
's nothmg hke the humble toilers for eaH-
^'ng vast strength, made up of their joint
weaknesses Swollen by numbers, he n x
to nothmg becomes an enormous iotal

Hurrymg m detachments at the first'news
of the event, assisted moreover in the r
samtary work by their partners, the Aphodi

^>oon clear the ground of its dl; t. Not t^^ at

of Tuch'pTen^f r ^^"'' ^° ^^^' consumption
the:r pi'gm^ f^^^^^^^^^^^ ^Vhat food do

for fho- 1 , "^ ^^^^ ^fom. But

exu^!^- "'' l'^''''"^ ^^°"^ ^"long the

exudations, search must be made amid the

visps of masticated fodder. Hence an enVl

less d,v,sion and dissection of the ump re-"

thT;'i:d''d'"l"''^i^ ^^^ ^"" sterilize^a d
the wind dispels. As soon as the work

^s done -and very well done - the t oop

tense c^dvvhr^' ^^^ '^' P^'"'^^ ^^ '"-
thev .r° ' ''^"^.^ P"f« a stop to all activity,
iney are never idle. ^

,u-^ctu^'' ""^ *■"" ^^^y with the Idea that

rat^ 'r' ""'^11^ ^" '"^'^^-^ ^hape -d
a ragged dress. Our smialot- lo 1

to the insect. In Its world .n' " "°''"
c„*v,»,<. • 1 . world, a navvy :^of - a

sumptuous ,erk,n; an undertaker cUcks I J.

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self in a triple saffron sash; a wood-cutter
works in a velvet coat. In like manner, th.
Onthophagus has his special gorgeousness^
True the costume is always severe: bro^vn
and black are the predominant colo"-, now
dull, now pohshed as ebony. That is the
general groundwork, but how chaste and
degant are the decorative detads !

O e (O. lemur) has wmg-cases of a light
chestnut colour, with a semicircle of black
dots- a second (O. nuchicornts) has similar
itsinut wing-cases covered with splashes o^
Indian ink not unlike the square Hebrew
haracters; a third (O. S^hre'en) ^'^^^^^^^
glossy black like that of jet, decks him el t
with four vermihon cockades; a fourth (U.
lurcatus) lights up the tip of his short wing-
ia with ! gleam similar to that of dying
embers; many (O .acca O. ^^r^^^^^
others) have corselets and heads bright with
the metal sheen of Florentine bronze^

The graver's work completes the beauty
of the dress. Dainty chasing m paralle
grooves, delicate embroidery, knotty chapie
frl dist ibuted in profusion among nearly all
of them Yes, the little Onthophagi, with
their short bodies and their nimble activity,

-'^:f^X'o^^r. their frontal

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decorations! These peace-lovers delight in
the panoply of war, as though they, the in-
ottensive ones, thirrted for battle. Many of
them crown their heads with threatening
horns. Let us mention a couple of the
horned ones whose story will occupy us more
particularly. I mean, first, the Bull Ontho-
phagus (O. taurus), clad in raven black
He wears a pair of long horns, gracefully
curved and branching to either side. No
pedigree bull, in the Swiss meadows, can
match them for curve or elegance The
second is the Forked Onthophagus (O
furcatiis) , who is much smaller. His equip-
ment consists of a fork with three vertical
prongs.

There you have the two chief subjects of
this brief Onthophagus biography. The
others arc equally worthy of being chronl-
cled. From first to last, they would all sup-
ply us with interesting details, some of them
even with peculiarities unknown elsewhere;
but we must draw the line somewhere in this
multitude, which is difficult to observe in the
aggregate. And there is this more serious
circumstance, that my choice has not been
free: I have had to content myself with the
few lucky discoveries made as the result of
chance encounters out of doors and with the

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few successful experiments made in the

vivarium. , • i t u

Two species only, the tw.- which 1 have
named, have proved satisfactory in both
directions. Let us watch them at work.
They will show us the principal features of
the manner of life led by the whole tribe,
for they occupy the two extremes of the scale
of sizes, the Bull Onthophagus being one of
the largest and the Forked Onthophagus one
of the smallest.

We will speak first of the nest. Contrary
to my expectation, the Onthophagi are in-
different nest-builders. With them we find
no spheres rolled joyously in the sunshine,
no ovoids manipulated laboriously in an
underground workshop. Their business,
that of reducing filth to dust, appears to give
them so much to do that they have no time
left for work demanding prolonged patience.
They confine themselves to w'.at is strictly
necessary and most rapidly obtained. ^

A perpendicular well is dug, a couple or
inches deep, cylindrical in shape and varying
in bore according to the size of the vvcll-
sinker. The pit of the Forked Onthophagus
has the diameter of a lead-pencil; that of the
Bull Onthophagus is twice the width. Right;
at the bottom are the grub's provisions,

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plastered against the walls in a tightly-packed
heap. The total lack of free space at the
sides of the pile show how the provisioning
is done. There is not a sign of a niche, of
the least corner that would leave the mother
enough liberty of movement to knead and
mould her bun. The material therefore is
simply pressed down at the bottom of the
cylindr'cal sheath, where it takes the shape
of a full thimble.

I dig up some nests of the Forked
Onthophagus near the end of July. It is a
crude p'ece of work, which surprises you by
its roughness when you think of the neat little
worker. Wisps of hay, sticking out any-
how, increase the untidy look of things.
The nature of the materials, supplied this
time by the Mule, are partly the cause of this
ugly appearance.

The length of these nests is fourteen
millimetres, the width seven.' The upper
surface is slightly concave, proving that the
pressure has been exercised by the mother.
The lower end is rounded like the bottom of
the well which serves as a mould. I take a
needle and with the point of it I pick the
rustic structure to pieces. The mass of
foodstuff occupies the base, forming the

^ .546 X .273 inch. — Translator's Note.
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lower two-thirds of the thimble into a com-
pact block; the cell containing the egg is at
the top, under a thin, concave lid.

There is nothing fresh about the work of
the Bull Onthophagus, which, save for being
larger, differs in no way from that of the
Forked Onthophagus. I am unacquainted
with the insect's modus operandi. As re-
gards the inner secrets of nest-building, these
dwarfs are as reticent as their big colleagues.
One alone satisfied my curiosity, or nearly;
and then it wa"- not an Onthophagus but a
kindred species, the Yellow-footed Onlti-
cellus (O. (lavipes).

I capture her in the last week of July,
under a heap which a Mule employed in
treading out the corn on the thrashmg-Hoor
dropped during a rest from work. The
thick blanket, transformed by a hot sun into
an incomparable incubator, shelters a host of
Onthophagi. The Oniticellus is by herself.
Her quick retreat down a yawning well at-
tracts my attention. I dig to a depth of
about two inches and extract the lady of the
house together with her work, the latter in a
sadly damaged condition. I can, however,
distinguish a sort of bag.

I instal the Oniticellus in a tumbler, on a
layer of heaped earth, and give her as her

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nest-buildlng materials what tiic Sacred
Beetles and the Copres prefer, the Sheep's
plastic paite. Caught at the moment v.hen
she was about to lay, goaded by the ir-
resistible needs of her ovaries, the mother
lends herself very obligingly to my wishes,
bhe lays four eggs in three days. This
rapidity, which would doubtless be even
greater if my curiosity had not disturbed her
in her task, is explained by the simplicity of
the work. ^

The mother goes to the lower surface of
the stuff which I have supplied and detaches
from^ the central and softest part a slice
sufficient for her plans, removing it all in one
piece, by means of a circular section. It is
the same method as that employed by the
Copris taking from her loaf the wherewithal
to make a pellet. There is a pit immediately
below, dug in advance. The Oniticellus
goes down it with her burden.

I wait half an hour, to give the work time
to take shape, and then turn the glass upside
down, hoping to surprise the mother in her
domestic busin ss. The original little lump
is now a bag moulded by pressure against the
sides of the well. The mother is at the
bottom, motionless, bewildered by my dis-
turbing visit and the intrusion of light. ,To

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see her working with her forehead and legs
in order to spread the matter, crush it and
apply it to its earthen sheath seems to me a
very difficult thing to do. 1 abandon the at-
tempt and restore the glass to its iirst posi-
tion.

A little later, I make a second cxamma-
tion, when the mother has left her burrow.
The work is now finished. The outward
form is that of a thimble fifteen millimetres
deep by ten widc.^ The flat end has all the
appearance of a lid fitted to the openmg and
carefuHy soldered on. The rounded lower
half of the thimble is full. This is the grub's
larder. Above is the hatching-chamber, with
the egg sticking up from the floor, fixed
perpendicularly by one end.

Great is the danger for the Oniticellus and
the Onthophagus, offspring of the dog-days,
both of them. Their jar of preserves \s
greatly restricted in volume. Its shape is in
no way calculated to reduce evaporation; it
is too near the surface of the s *' to escape
the dangerous dryness of the air. If the
cake should harden, the grub will die, after
its abstinence has been prolonged to the ut-
most limits of endurance.

I place in glass tubes, which will represent

1 .585 X .39 inch. — Translator's Note.

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the native well, a few Onthophagus- and
Oniticcllus-thimbles, first contr ving in open-
ing in the side which will enable .ne to see
what happens within. I close the tubes with
a plug ot cotton and keep them in a , hady
part of my study. Fvaporation must be
vc.y -light in these impermeable and more-
over plugged sheaths. Nevertheless it is
enough to produce in a few days a degree
of dryness which is fatal to feeding.

I see the starvelings remain motionless,
unable to bite into the hateful crust; I see
them lose their plumpness, I sec them wrinkle
and shrivel and at last, in a fortnight's time,
take on all the appearance of death. I re-
place the dry cotton with wet cotton. The
atmosphere in the tubes becomes damp; the
thimbles are gradually saturated with the
moisture, suell out and soften; and the dying
come back to life. They do so to such good
purpose that the whole cycle of the meta-
morphoses is safely accomplished, on condi-
tion that tiie wet cotton be renewed from time
to time.

My carefully-graduated artificial shower,
with Its damped cotton to represent the
clouds, inspires that return to life. It Is like
a resurrection. In the normal condition*
prevailing in the torrid, rain-grudging month

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of August, the probability of an equivalent
of that shower is almost uil. How then is
the fatal drying-up of the victuals aoided?
To begin wJth, there are, so it seems to me,
certain gifts bestowed on these little ones so
inade(]uately protected by their mother's in-
dustry against the enemy, drought. I have
seen Onthophagus- and Oniticcllus-larv«
recover their appetite, their plumpness and
their vigour under the wet cotton, after a
three weeks' fast that had reduced them to
a wrinl;led pilule. This faculty of endurance
has its uses: it enables the possessor to await,
in a state of lethargy akin to death, the few,
very mcertain drops of rain that will put an
end to the famine. It comes to the grub's
rescue, but it is not sufficient: the prosperity
of a race cannot be based upon privation.

There is something more, therefore; pnd
this is furnished by the mother's instinct.
Whereas the manufacturers of pears and
ovoids always dig their burrow at an open
spot, with no othc- protection than the mound
of earth flung ^p, the makers of little
thimbles bore their well directly under the
material exploited and go by preference to
the voluminous droppings of the Horse and
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soil, protected against sun and wind, keeps
fresh and damp for some little time, steeped
as it is in the moisture from the dung.

For thu> matter, the danger does not last
lon^ The egg yields up t!.o grub in less
than a week; ami the Inrva attains its full
development n hin a do/cn davs or so, if
nothinjr untoward happens. This makes
about twenty days in all for the critical period
of^ the f^ 'hopha'^s and the (')nitio' '. ..
What dots it matter if the walls o ,ii;
emptied fhimhk- do dry after that! me
rvmph will be all the better off in a solid
. skct, which will easily crumble to bits later,
when, with the first September rains, the in-
sect effects its release.

In appearance and habits the grub re-
sembles that which the Sacred Beetle and the
others have introduced to us. It possesses
the same aptitude for defending the cell
against the dangerous intrusion of the dry
air; the same zeal, the -^me nimblencss in
cementing the least brt 'i with the putty
of the intestines; the same Knapsack hunching
the middle of the Lack.

The grub of the Onitlcellu?. has the most
remarkable hump of all. Would you care
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it? Draw a short, wrinkled sausage.
About the middle of this sausage, on the side,
graft an appendix. There you have the
beast, in three almost equal parts. The
lower portion is the abdomen; the upper,
wiiere you are at first inclined to look for
the head, so clearly does it appear to be a
continuation of the part below, is the hump,
the inordinate, extravagant hump, bigger
than caricaturist ever dared conceive in the
wildest flights of his imagination. It oc-
cupies the place which by rights belongs to
the chest and head. Then where are these?
Thrust aside by the monstrous knapsack, they
constitute a lateral appendage, a mere knob.
The strange creature bends at right angles
under the weight of its hump.

When nature goes in for the ,i;rotesque,
she leaves us behind. Is grotesque the right
word? I have seen representations of
Monkeys adorned with preposterous noses
which Rabelais, for all his inspired vision of
the huge, never conceived; and this though
he invented the nose *' like the beak of a
limbeck, in every part thereof most variously
diapered with the twinkling sparkles of
crimson blisters budding forth, and purpled
with pimples all enamelled with thick-set
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gules." ^ I know some who are all scrubby
with shock-headed wigs and whiskers and
imperials in which every hairy drollery seems
to be epitomized; and yet there is not a doubt
that noses " like the beak of a limbeck " and
bristly faces are highly admired in the simian
clan. There is no boundary between the
fashionable and the grotesque. It all de-
pends upon the appraiser.

If the grub with the outrageous hump were
to show itself in public, it would doubtless re-
present the supreme expression of the beauti-
ful in the eyes of the Oniticellus and the
Onthophagus. Because it is a recluse, no-
body sees it. Its charms would remain un-
known but for the philosophical observer,
who says to himself:

" Everything is good that harmonizes with
the functions to be fulfilled. The grub re-
quires a cement-bag to safeguard its pro-
visions against desiccation; it is born with a
knapsack on Its back so that it may live."

Thus is the hump excused and abundantly
justified.

Its usefulness is displayed from another
point of view. The thimble is of such a
niggardly size that the grub consumes It al-

'^ Pantc .-^ruel : chap. i. ; Sir Thomas Urquhart's transla-
tion.— Translator's Note.

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most entirely. All that remains is a thin
layer, a crumbling remnant which would
provide no security for the nymph. The
ruined dwelling has to be strengthened, to be
lined with a new wall. For this purpose, the
larva of the Oniticellus empties the whole of
its knapsack and gives its cell a complete
coating of cement, after the manner of the
Sacred Beetle and others.

The grub of the different species of
Onthophagi does more artistic work. Pla-
cing its putty drop by drop, it constructs a
mosaic of lightly-projecting 'scales, suggest-
ing those of a cedar-cone. When finished,
well dried and stripped of the last shreds of
the original thimble, the shell thus obtained
by the Bull Onthophagus is the size of an
average filbert and resembles the pretty cone
of the alder-tree. The imitation is so good
that I was taken in by it the first time that
1 handled the curious product when digging
in my cages. It needed the contents of the
mock alder-cone to show me my mistake.
The hump has an artfulness of its own: it
was keeping this elegant specimen of ster-
coral jewellery in reserve for us.

The nymph of the Onthophagi provides
us with another surprise. My observations
are confined to two species only: the Bull

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Onthophagus and the Forked Onthophagus;
but the ditterence between the two, in size
and shape, is great enough to allow mc to
generalize and apply the following singular
fact to the whole genus.

About the middle of the fore-edge of the
corselet the nymph is armed with a very
distinct horn, projecting for about one-
twelfth of an inch. The horn is transparent,
colourless and limp, as are all the budding
organs at this period, particularly the legs,
the cornicles of the forehead and the mouth-
parts. This crystalline protuberance pro-
claims a future horn as clearly as the man-
dible is proclaimed by its initial nipple or the
wing-case by its sheath. Any insect-collector
will understand my amazement. A horn
there, on the prothorax ! But no On.
thophagus wears such a weapon as that!
The register of my insect-house duly records
the genus of the insect, but I dare not believe
It.

The nymph moults. Together with the
cast skin, the unfamiliar horn dries up and
falls off, leaving not the least trace behind
It. My two Onthophagi, recently disguised
m strange armour, now have their corselets
bare.

This fleeting organ, which disappears with-
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out leaving even an excrescence, this tem-
porary horn at a spot destined in the end
to be unmailed, gives rise to a few reflections.
The Dung-beetles, thos- placid creatures,
generally lavour a warlike harness; they
love outlandish weapons, halberds, soears,
grappling-irons, scimitars. Let us hurriedly
recall the horn of the Spanish Copris. No
Rhinoceros in the Indian jungles boasts one
to compare with it upon his nose. Broad at
the base, pointed at the tip, curved like a
bow, when the head is lifted the horn bends
back till it touches the keel of the obliquely
truncated corselet. It might be an harpoon
intended for ripping up some monster. Re-
member also the Minotaur,^ who looks as
though he were going to spit his foe with his
sheaf of three couched lances, and the Lunary
Copris, horned on the forehead, armed with
a pike on each shoulder and wearing a corse-
let notched with little crescents that remind
us of the short curved knife of the pork-
butcher.

The OnthophagI have a most varied
arsenal. One, O. taiirtis, wears the Bull's
crescent-shaped horns; a second, O. vacca,
prefers a wide, short blade, with its point

^Minotaurus typhceus. Cf. The Life and Love of the
Insect: chap. x. — Translator's Note.

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sheathed in a notch in the corselet; r. third,
O. furcatus, wields a trident; yet another, o!
nuchicornis, owns a dagger with a winged
handle; and again O. caenibota sports a
cavalryman's sword. The worst-equipped
crown their foreheads with a transversal
crest, with a pair of cornicles.

What is the good of this panoply? Are
we to look upon it as a set of tools, pick-axes,
mattocks, pitchforks, spades, levers, which
the insect might ply in digging? By no
means. The only industrial implements are
the shield and the legs, especially the fore-
legs. I have never discovered a Dung-beetle
of any sort making use of her weapons
either to excavate her burrov,- or to mix up
her provisions. Besides, as a rule, the direct-
ion of the things alone would prevent their
employment as utensils. For a di^rging.job
performed forwards, what would you have a
Spanish Copris do with her pick-axe, which
points backwards ? The powerful horn does
not face the obstacle attacked; it turns its
back upon it.

^ The Minotaur's trident, though arranged
m a suitable direction, likewise remains un-
employed. When deprived of this armc
with a clip of my scissors, the Beetle Ic
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ground quite as easily as his unmutilated
fellow. And here is an even more conclu-
sive argument: the mothers, to whose lot the
labour of nest-building falls; the mothers,
those conspicuous workers, are deprived of
these horn}' growths or possess them only on
a greatly reduced scale. They simpliiy the
armour, or reject it entirely, because it is
more of an Impediment than an assistance
to their work.

Are we to look upon them as means of
defence? Not that either. The ruminants,
the main feeders of the dung-eaters, are also
given to wearing frontal armour. The
analogy of taste is obvious, though it is im-
possible for us to suspect its remote reasons.
The Ram, the Bull, the Goat, the Chamois,
the Stag, the Reindeer and the rest of them
are armed with horns and antlers which they
use in amorous jousts or for the protection of
the threatened herd. The Onthophagi know
nothing of these contests. There is no strife
among them; and, should danger arise, they
content themselves with shamming death by
gathering their Lgs under their abdomen.

Their armour then is a mere ornament, the
fine feathers of masculine coquetry. Ac-
cording to life's law of competition, the best-
dressed carry off the palm. Though we may

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regard those rapiers on the nose as queer
their wearers are of another opinion; and
^e most ecce-.tric enjoy the highest favour,
il he smallest extra pimple, springing up bv
accident, ,s an added beauty which may decide
the choice among the suitors. The best-
adorned captivate the mothers, perpetuate
the breed and hand down to their oftspring
the cornicle or the knob that caused their
triumph. Thus by degrees was the orna-
mentation at which the entomologist wonders
to-day formed and transmitted from genera-
tion to generation, improving as it went.

To this dictum of the evolutionists the
nymph of the Onthophagus replies as fol-
lows :

" I have on my back a budding horn, the
germ of a bit of ornamentation that can be
very handsome, as witness the Bison Bubas
who turns it Into a splendid prow-shaped
protuberance; witness also various exotic
relatives of mine, who lengthen their corselet
mto a magnificent spur. I possess the where-
withal to bring about a revolution moi.g
my kin. If I retained It, my bum,, that
charming innovation, would relegate my
rivals to the second rank; I should be pre-
ferred above all others; I should become
the founder of a family; and my descendants,

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completing and improving on my Hrst a •
tempt, would behold the extinction of those
antiquated old things. Why should the
lump on my back wither purposeless? \Vhy
should my endeavour, repeated year after
year for centuries, never achieve the pro-
mised resul ? "

Listen to me, O ambitious one! The
theorists, it is true, declare that every casual
acquisition, however triP^ng, is handed down
and increases if it be profitable; but don't
rely overmuch on that assertion. I do not
doubt the advantages which you might gain
from a little surplus ornament. What I do
very much doubt is the efficacity of time and
environment as an evolutionary factor. You
will be well-advised to believe that, born in
the dim and distant past with a transient
callosity, you are continuing and will continue
to be born with that rudimentary excrescence
without any chance of fixing it, hardening it
into a horn or obtaining an additional deco-
ration for your wedding-garment.

Be we men or Dung-beetles, we are all
created in the image of an unalterable proto-
type: the changing conditions of life change
us slightly on the surface but never in the
frameworl of our being. The verdigris of

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the ages may encrust our medals, but it can
g.ve them neither a new image nor a new

wngr^f'Kd l^'^^'i';^ -i» give nfe r
b^ in 1 mH : /"'^'I'^^^eh these would

4p:'rsti^ eh?ha;^w^r.f Lf/.^d'-r-^'"

no hurry to burst Its shell ; the difficX "iuM
be too great. It waits for the first show" s
of September, which will come to it, assist
ance by softening the casket. The liberat^nL
ra,n arnves, and behold, issuing from h?

:rroroptgi'"°*'''=^'''-"-^'^^
«gtTe"utrar;L;^e^T„v*\"'^

an attracts my attentlo. TpotesT ^t ^
same t,me, in separate establishm nt he
newcomers and the ve^*>ra.,o u- / , ' ^
as brisk and V^ Y'terans, which last are
Drisk and eager m their pursuit of the
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victuals as are their sons, now banqueting for
the first time in the open. JChe cages are
stocked with two generations.

The same synchronizing of fathers and
sons is observable among all the Du.ig-beetles
that build their nests in the spring: Sacred
Beetles, Copres and Geotrupes. 'J'he pre-
caution which I have taken to watch the
hatchings and to place the youngsters, in a
special compa/tmcnt as and when they ap-
peared confirms this remarkable simultaneity.

It is an entomological principle that the
ancestor shall not see his descendants; he
dies once the future of his family is assured.
By a glorious privilege, the Sacred Beetle
and his rivals are allowed to know their suc-
cessors: fathers and sons meet at the same
banquet, not in my cages, where the problems
under coniideration compel me to keep them
separate, but in the open fields. Together
they gambol in the sun, together they exploit
the patch of dung encounterc' ; and this life
of revelry lasts as long as autumn continues
to supply fine days.

The cold weather arrives. Sacred Beetles
and Copres, Onthophagi and Gymnopleuri
dig themselves a burrow, go down into it with
provisions, shut themselves in and wait. In
January, on a frosty day, I dig into the Cf.ges

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which have no protection auainst the in
c Wnaes of the seaso. J ,t to'vork d .'
crectlj so as not to submit all rrv cintiv..
to the harsh test. .Those whom I Xm
each s.t .uddled in a shell. Ci/.h^^^^^^
manmp provisions. All thit t I .h

I ixpos^then^:: rs^r-"'^ ^ ^-^^' -h-

burVt'into m'' '^'- '^r^'^'^^ almond-tree
ourst into blos«om in Febnnrv- ,.»,

of .he sleepers awakc/rroV^^caH^r

and veterans, hasten to take part in it " h,
old one,, not all, but at least' so„ ^'f ,h ^
the best-preserved, Hy off and ^.ct marr ed a'
second t.me, an unparalleled privileRe ' Vv

U eXced b'/LTtairt ra'^7v"'"r "
laiirnK.\ I, 'i "^'"a'" !>carau {\carahaus
laucolh.) who, kept ,n a cage for three years
g.ves me everj- year her collection of pear '
Dut^r -'^^ri" S" "">■"" J 'his. '"he

CHAPTER XII

THE GLOTRUPF.S: THE PUBLIC HEALTH

TO complete the cycle of the year In the
adult form, to see one's self surrounded
by one's sons at the spring festival, to double
and treble one's famllv: that surely is a most
exceptional privilege in the insect world.
The Bees, the aristocracy of instinct, perish
once the honey-pot Is filled; the Butterflies,
the aristocracy not of instinct but of dress,
die when they have fastened their packv.. of
eggs In a propitious spot; the richly-armoured
Ground-beetles succumb when the germs of a
posterity are scattered beneath the stones.

So with the others, except among the social
Insects, where the mother survives, either
alone or accompanied by her attendants. It
is a general law: the Insect is born orphaned
of both its pa'-ents. And lo, by an un-
expected turn of fate, the humble scavenger
escapes the catastrophes that devour the
mighty ! The Dung-beetle, sated with days,
becomes a patriarch.

This longevity explains first of all a fact
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that struck m-' long ago, when, to k-arn a little
about the tribes whose history attracted me
so greatly, I used to stick rows of Hectics
on pins in my boxes. Ground-beetles, Hcsc-
chafers, Buprestes, C. Jricorns, Sapcrdae '
and the rest were collected one b )ne, after
prolonged search. Now and again a lucky
find would make my cheeks glow with txcite-
mcnt. I\xclamations broke from our prcn-
tice band when one of these rarities was
captured. A touch of jealousy accompanied
our congratulations of the proud possessor.
It was bound to he so; for think: there were
not enough to go round.

A Scalary Saperda, the denizen of dead
cherry-trees, clad in deep yellow with ladder-
like markmgs or black velvet; a purply
Ground-beetle, edged with amethyst along
his ebony wing-cases; a brilliant Buprestis,
wedding the sheen of gold and copper to the
gorgeous green ot malac) e : these were
great events, far too infrequent to satisfy us
all.

With the Dung-beetles you can sing a
ditfcrent song! Jhese are the ones if you
want to fill the greediest of asphyxiating-
phials to the neck. They, especially the

^A genus of longicorns, or Long-horned Beetles—
Translator s Note.

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smaller ones, are a numberless multitude
when the others are few and far between.
I remember Onthophagi and Aphodli swarm-
ing oy the thousand under one shelter. You
could have shovelled them up if you
wished.

To this day I am still astonished when
I see these crowds again; as of old, the
abundance of the Dung-beetle family forms
a striking contrast with the comparative
scarcity of the others. If it occurred to me
to go a-huntlng once more and renew the
quest to which I owe moments of such sheer
delight, I should be certain of filling my
flasks with Scaraba?i, Copres, Geotrupes,
Onthophagi and other members of the same
corporation before achieving any measure of
success with the rest of th^ series. By the
time that May comes, the distiller of ordure
is there in numbers; and In July and August,
those months of blazing heat which see the
suspension of labour in the fields the dealer
in unsavoury matter is still at work while the
others have taken to earth and are lying
in motionless torpor. He and his contem-
porary, the Cicada,^ represent almost by

1 Cf. The Life of the Grasshopper, by J. Henri Fabre,
translated by Alexander Teixeira de Mattos: d
i. to V. — Translator's Sole.

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themselves such activity as prevails during
the torrid days.

May not this greater frequency of the
Dung-beetles, at least in my part of the
world, be due to the longevity of the adult
form? I think so. Whereas the other in-
sects are summoned to enjoy the Hne weather
only in successive generations, these receive a
general invitation, father and sons together,
daughters and mother together. Being
equally proliHc, they are therefore repre-
sented twice over.

And they really deserve it, in consideration
of the services which they render. There
is a general hygienic law which requires ^hat
every putrid thing shall disappear in the
shortest possible time. Paris has not yet
solved the formidable problem of her
sewage, which sooner or later will become a
question of life or death for the monstrous
city. One asks one's self whether the centre
of light is not doomed to be extinguished
some day in the reeking exhalations of a soil
saturated with putrescence. What this ag-
glomeration of millions of men cannot ob-
tain, with all its treasures of wealth and
talent, the smallest hamlet possesses without
going to any expense or even troubling to
think about it.

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Nature, so lavish of her cares in respect
of rural health, is indifferent to the welfare
of cities, if not actively hostile to it. She
has created for the fields two classes of
scavengers, whom nothing wearies, whom no-
thing repels. One of these, consisting of
Flies, Silphae, Dermestes, Necrophori, His-
ters is charged with the dissection of corpses.
They cut and hash, they elaborate the waste
matter of death in their stomachs in order
to restore it to life.

A Mole ripped open by the ploup^hshare
soils the path with its entrails, wh soon
turn purple; a Snake lies on the grass,
crushed by the foot of a wayfarer who
thought, the fool, that he was performing a
good work; an unfledged bird, fallen from
its nest, lies, a crushed and pathetic heap, at
the foot of the tree that carried it; thousands
of other similar remains, of every sort and
kind, are scattered here and there, threaten-
ing danger through their effluvia, if no steps
be taken to put things right. Have no fear:
no sooner is a corpse signalled in any direct-
Ion than the little undertakers come trotting
along. They work away at it, empty it, con-
sume It to the bone, or at least reduce it to
the dryness of a mummy. In les'' than
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disappeared and the requirements of health
are satisfied.

The same zeal for their task exists in the
second class of scavengers. The village
hardly knows those ammonia-scented refuges
to which the townsman repairs to relieve his
wretched needs. A little bit of a wall, a
hedge, a bush is all that the peasant asks as
a retreat at the moment when he would fain
be alone. I need sav no more to suggest
the encounters to which such free and easy
manners expose you ! Enticed by the patches
of hchen, the cushions of moss, the tufts of
houseleek and other pretty things that adorn
old stones, you go up to a sort of wall that
supports a vineyard. Faugh! At the foot
of the damtdy-decked shelter, what an un-
concealed abomination! You flee: lichens
mosses and houseleek tempt you no more.'
^ut come back on the morrow. The thing
has disappeared, the plru is clean: the Dung-
beetles have been that way.

To preserve the eyes from a frequent re-
currence of offensive sights is, to these stal-
wart workers, the least of their tasks: a
loftier mission is incumbent on them
Science tells us that the most dreadful
scourges of mankind have their agents of
dissemination in tiny organisms, the mi-

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crobes, near neighbours of must and mould,
on the extreme confines of the vegetable king-
dom. At times of epidemic, the terrible
germs multiply by countless myriads in the
intestinal discharges. They contaminate
these primary necessities of life, the air and
water; they spread over our linen, our
clothes, our food and thus diffuse contagion.
We have to destroy by fire, to sterilize with
corrosives or to bury underground such
things as are infected with them.

Prudence even demands that e should
nnver allow ordure to linger on r'ne surface
of the ground. It may be harmless or it
may be dangerous: when in doubt, the best
thing is to put it out of sight. That is how
ancient wisdom seems to have understood
the thing, long before the microbe explained
to us the need for vigilance. The nations of
the east, more liable than we to epidemics,
had formal laws in these matters. Moses,
apparently echoing Egyptian knowledge in
this case, tabulated the rules of conduct for
his people wandering in the Arabian desert:

"Thou shalt have a place without the
camp," he says, " to which thou mayst go for
the necessities of nature, carrying a paddle at
thy girdle. And, when thou sittest down,

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thou Shalt dig round about and with the earth
that IS dug up thou Shalt cover that which
thou art eased ot." {DeuL, XXIIL, xii.-xiv.)

The simple precept touches a matter of
grave concern; and we may well believe that,

o thlT' V^' ''""' °^ ''' ^'''' pilgrimages
to the Kaaba, were to take the same precau-
tion and a Jew more of a similar character,
Mecca would cease to he an annual seat of
cholera and Lurope would not need to mount
guard on the shores of the Red Sea to protect
Herself agamst the scourge.

Heedless of hygiene as the Arab, who was
one of h.s ancestors, the Provenqal peasant
does not suspect the danger. Fortunately,
the Dung-beetle, that faithful observer of the
Mosaic law ,s at work. It is his to remove
from sight, It ,s his to bury the microbe-laden
matter. Supplied with digging-implements
far superior to the paddle which the Israelite
was to carry at his girdle when urgent busi-
ness called h.m from the camp, he hastens
to the spot and, as soon as man is gone,
excavates a pit wherein che infection is swal-
lowed up and rendered harmless

The services rendered by these sextons are
ot the highest importance to the health of the
Helds; yet we, who are those most interested

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in this constant work of purification, hardly
vouchsafe the sturdy toilers a contemptous
glance. Popular language overwhelms them
with harsh epithets. This appears to be the
rule: do good and you shall be misjudged,
you shall be traduced, stoned, trodden under-
foot, as witness the Toad, the Bat, the
Hedgehog, the Owl and other helpers who,
for their services, ask nothing but a little
tolerance.

Now, of our defenders against the dangers
of filth flaunted shamelessly in the rays of
the sun, the most remarkable in our climes
are the Geotrupes: not that they are more
zealous than the others, but because their size
makes them capable of heavier work.
Moreover, when it is simply a question of
their nourishment, they resort by preference
to the materials which we have most to fear.

My neighbourhood is worked by four
species of Geotrupes. Two of them, G.
mutator,^ IVIarsh, and G. syhaticus, Paxz.,
are rarities on which we had best not
count for connected studies; the two others,
on the contrary, G. stcrcorariiis, Lix., and
G. hypocrita, Schneid., are exceedingly com-
mon. ^ Black as ink above, both of them are
magnificently garbed below. One is quite
surprised to find such a jewel-case among the

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professional scavengers The under surface
ot the Stercoraceous Geotrupes is of a
spIendK .niethyst-violet, vvhile'that of the
M.m,c Geotrupes makes a generous display
of the ruddy gleams of < copper pyrites
Ihese two soer r* -ir^ ^u^ • p/iucs.

insect-houses ^ " '^' '""^'^^ °^ "^y

Let us ask them first of what feats they
are capable as buriers. There are a dozen
otemm ,, The cage is previously swe^
clean of what remams of the former pro^!^-
s.ons h.therto supplied without stint. This
t.me I propose to find out what a Geotrupes

serve .o' '''7 ? °"' "'^^'- ^' ^""^^t' I
serve to my twelve captives the whole of a

neap wh.ch a Mule has just dropped in fl

to^TatTket.^'^^^ '^ P^^"^ ^^ ^^' --^h

On the morning of the next day, the mass

has disappeared underground. There is no-

huig left outs.de, or very nearly nothing. I

am ab e to make a fairly dose estimate and

share of the work, has buried pretty nearly

sixty cub.cmches of matter: a Titanic task!

vhen we remeniber the insignificant size of

the insect, which, moreover, has to dig the

^varehouse to which the booty must be C

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ered. And all this is done in the space of a
night.

Having feathered their nests so well, will
they remain quietly underground with their
treasure? Not theyl The weather is
magnincent. The hour of twilight comes,
gentle and calm. Now is the time when
long flights are undertaken, when joyous
humming fills the air, when the insects go
afar, searching the roads by which the herds
have lately passed. My lodgers abandon
their cellars and mount to the surface. I
hear them buzzing, climbing up the wire-
work, bumping wildly against the walls. I
have^ anticipated this twilight animation.
Provisions have been collected during the
day, plentiful as tnose of yesterday. I serve
them. There is the same disappearance
during the night. On the morrow, the place
Is once again swept clean. And this would
continue Indefinitely, so fine are the evenings,
if^ I always had at my disposal the where-
withal to satisfy these insatiable hoarders.

Rich though his booty be, the Geotrupes
leaves It at sunset to dally In the last gleams
of daylight and to go in search of a new
workplace. With him, one would say, the
wealth acquired does not count; the only
thing of value Is that to be acquired. Then

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what docs he do with his warehouses, re-
newed each twilight in favourable weather?
it is obv.ous that the Dung-beetle is incapable
of consummg all those provisions in a single
night He has such a superabundance of
victuals m h.s larder that he does not know
how to dispose of them; he is surfeited with
good things by which he will not profit; and,
not sat.shed with havino^ his store crammed
the acquisitive plutocrat slaves, night after
night, to store away more.

From each warehouse, set up here, set up
there as things happen, he deducts the daily
meal beforehand; the rest, which means al-
most the whole, he abandons. My caircs
testify to the fact that this instinct for bury-
ing IS more imperative than the consumer's
appetite. The ground is soon raised, in con-
sequence; and I am obliged, from time to
time to lower the level to the desired limits.
If i^'g <t up, I find it choked throughout its
depth with hoards that have remained intact
1 he original earth has become a hopeless con-
glomeration, -vhich I must prune freely, if
1 would not go astray in my future observa-
tions.

Allowing for errors, either of excess or
deficiency, which are inevitable in a subject
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one point stands out very clearly as the
result of my enquiry: the Geotrupes are
enthusiastic buriers; they take underground
a great deal more than is necessary for their
consumption. As this work is performed, in
varying degrees, by legions of collaborators,
large and small, it is evident that the purifica-
tion of the soil must benefit to a consider-
able extent and that the public health is to
be congratulated on having this army of
auxiliaries in its service.

In addition, the plant and, indirectly, a
host of different existences are interested in
these interments. What the Geotrupes
buries and abandons the next day is not lost:
far from it. Nothing is lost in the world's
balance-sheet; at stock-taking, the total never
varies. The little lump of dung buried by
the insect will make the nearest tuft of grass
grow a luxuriant green. A Sheej passes,
crops the bunch of grass: all the better for
the leg of mutton which man is waiting for;
the Dung-beetle's industry has procured us
a savoury mouthful.

Even that is something, though we are
making our usual mistake of comparing
everything with our own standard. How
much more it becomes, once we begin to think
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view! To cm merate all those who benefit,
directly or indirectly, by the Dung-beetle's
work would be impossible, so inextricably
interlinked is all that exists. I think of the
W arbler, who will stuff the mattress ot his
nest with the tiny stalks retted by the r in
and sun; the caterpillar of some Psyche
which will construct its Moth-case by iml
bncating the remnants of those same stalks;
little Cockchafers, who will nibble the
anthers of the tall grasses; tiny Weevils,
who will turn the ripe seeds into cradles for
their grubs; tribes of Aphides, who will settle
under the leaves; and Ants, who will come
and slake their thirst at the sugary cornicles
of the last-named herd.

Let us be content with this list, or we
shall never have done. A whole world is
benefited by the agricultural industry of the
Dung-beetle, that burier of manure: first the
plant and then all that live upon the plant.
A small world, a very small world, as small
as you please, but after all not a negligible
world. It is of such trifles that the great
mtegral of life Is composed, even as the
mtegral of the mathematicians is composed
of quantities neighbouring on o.

Agricultural chemistry teaches us that to
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we should put it into the ground, so far as
possible, while fresh. When diluted by the
rain and dissipated by the air, it becomes
lifeless and devoid of fertilizing; elements.
This agronomic truth of such high import-
ance is quite familiar to the Geotrupes and
his colleagues. In their burying-work, they
invariably aim at materials of recent date.
Just as they are eager to put away the
produce of the moment, all spturated with its
potassium, its nitrates and its phosphates,
even so do they scorn the stuff hardened into
brick by the sun or rendered infertile by long
exposure to the air. The valueless residue
does not interest them; they leave this barren
rubbish to others.

We now know about the Geotrupes as a
sanitary expert and as a collector of manure.
We are going to ScC I ' ii in a tl.ird aspect,
that of the sagacious weather-prophet. It
is popularly believed, in the country-side, that
a swarm of agitated Geotrupes, skimming
the ground with an air of great business in
the evening, is a sign of fine weather on the
morrow. Is this rustic prognostication
worth anything? My cages shall tell us.
I watch my boarders closely all through the
autumn, the period when they build their
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before and register the weather of the next
day. I use no thermometer, no barometer,
none of the scientific implements employed in
the meteorological observatories. I tontine
myself to the summary information derived
from my personal impressions.

The Geotrupes do not leave their burrows
until after sundown. With the last glimmer
of daylight, if the air be calm and the tem-
perature mild, they roam about, Hving low
with a humming noise, seeking the materials
%vhich have accumulated for them in the
course of the day. If they come upon some-
thing that suits them, they drop down heavily,
tumbling over in their clumsy eagerness
thrust themselves into their new treasure and
spend the best part of the night in burying it.
in this way the dirt of the fields is made to
disappear in a single night.

There is one condition indispensable to this
purging-process: the atmosphere must be still
and warm. Should it rain, the Cieotrupes
WJII not stir out of doors. Thcv have suf-
ficient resources underground for a prolonged
holiday. Should it be cold, should the north-
wind blow, they will not sallv forth either.
In both cases, my cages remain deserted on
the surface. We will leave out of the quest-
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sider only those evenings on which the atmo-
spheric conditions are favourable to fora-
ging-expeditions or at least seem to me as
though they ought to be. I will summarize
the details in my note-book in three general
cases.

First case. A glorious evening. The
Geotrupes fuss about the cages, impatient to
hasten to their nocturnal task. Next day,
magnificent weather. The prophecy, of
course, is of the simplest. To-day's fine
weather is only the continuation of yester-
day's. If the Geotrupes know nothing more
than this, they hardly deserve their reputa-
tion. However, let us pursue the experiment
before drawing any conclusions.

Second case. Again a fine evening. My
experience seems to say that the condition of
the sky forebodes a fine morning. The Geo-
trupes think otherwise. They do not come
out. Which of the two will be right, man or
Dung-beetle? The Dung-beetle: thanks to
the keenness of his perceptions, he foresees,
he scents a downpour. Rain comes during
the night and lasts for part of the day.

Third case. The sky is overcast. Will
the south-wind, gatherin']; its clouds, bring us
rain? I am of that opinion, appearances
seem so much to point that way. The Geo-

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tnjpes, however, fly and buzz around their
cages. Their prophecy is correct and I am
\v-roji;r The threat of rain is dispelled and
the sun u^vt morning rises radiantly.
^ They s .'em to be influenced above all by the
^r'c:r;c tension of the atmosphere. On hot
and sultry evenings, when a storm is brewing,
1 see them moving about even more than
usual. The morrow is always marked by
violent claps of thunder.

There you have the upshot of my observa-
tions, which were continued for three months.
VViuitever the condition of the sky, whether
clear or clouded, the Geotrupes announce fair
weather or storm by their excited movements
at twilight. They are living barometers,
more worthy of belief perhaps, in such con-
tingencies, than the barometer of our scien-
tists. The exquisite sensitiveness of life is
mightier than the brute weight of a column
of mercury.

I will end by mentioning a fact that well
deserves further investigation when circum-
stances permit. On the twelfth, thirteenth
and fourteenth of November 1894, the Geo-
trupes in my cages are in an extraordinarily
agitated condition. Never before and never
since I have seen such animation. They clam-
ber wildly up the wires; at every moment,

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they take wing and at once bump against the
walls and are flung to the ground. Their
restlessness continues until a late hour of the
night, a very unusual thing with them. Out
of doors, a few free neighVurs run up and
complete the riot in front of my house.
What can be happening to bring these
strangers here and especially to throw my
cages into such a state of excitement?

After a few hot days, which are most ex-
ceptional at this time of the year, the south-
wind prevails, foretelling that rain is at hand.
On the evening of the fourteenth, an endless
procession of broken clouds passes before the
face of the moon. It is a magnificent sight.
During the night, the wind drops. There is
not a breath of air. The sky is a uniform
g. ey. The rain pours straight down, mono-
tonously, continuously, depressingly. It looks
as though it would never stop. And it goes
on, in fact, until the eighteenth of the month.

Did the Geotrupes, who were so restless
on the twelfth, foresee this deluge? They
did. But as a rule they do not quit their bur-
rows at the approach of rain. Something
very extraordinary must have happened,
therefore, to upset them in this way.

The newspapers explained the riddle. On
the twelfth, a storm of unprecedented vio-

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lence burst over the north of France. The
great barometrical depression which caused
It was echoed in my district; and the Geo-
trupes marked this profound disturbance by
their exceptional d' - 'ay of emotion. Jhey
told me of the hu. .ane before the papers
did, had I but been able to understand them.
Was this simply a chance coincidence, or was
it a case of cause and effect? In the absence
of sufficient evidence, I will end on this note
of interrog^.tion.

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CHAPTER XIII

THE GEOTRUPES: NEST-BUILDING

TN September and October, when the first
■■• autumn rains soak the ground and allow
the Sacred Beetle to split his natal casket, the
Stercoraceous Geotrupes and the Mimic Geo-
trupca found their family-establishments:
somewhat makeshift estiblishments, in spite
of what we mi£»ht have expected from the
name of these miners, so well styled earth-
borers. When he has to dig himself a re-
treat that shall shelter him against the rig-
ours of winter, the Geotrupes really deserves
his name: none can compare with him for
the depth of the pit or the perfection and
rapidity of the work. In sandy ground,
easily excavated, I have dug up some that
were buried over a yard deep. Others
carried their digging further still, tiring both
my patience and my implements. There
you have the skilled well-sinker, the inimi-
table earth-borer. When the cold sets in, he
will be able to descend to some stratum where
the frost has lost its terrors.

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The family-lodging is another matter.
The propitious season is a short one; time
would fail, if each individual grub h^d to be
endowed with one of those mansions. No-
thing could be more satisfactory than for the
insect to devote the leisure which the ap-
proach of winf^r gives it to digging a hole
of unlimited depth: this makes the retreat
doubly safe; and for the moment its energies,
which are not yet suspended, have no other
outlet. But at laying-time these laborious
undertakings are impossible. The hours
pass swiftly. In four or Hve weeks, a nume-
rous family has to be housed and victualled,
which puts the sinking of a deep pit that
requires time and patience quite out of the
question.

In any case, precautions will be taken
against the dangers of the surface. Once its
family Is settled, the unprotected aduh Insect
is obliged to establish Its winter quarters at
great depths, whence it will emerge In spring
accompanied by its young ones, like the
Sacred Beetle; but neither the egg nor the
grub needs this costly refuge In the wet sea-
son, being well-protected by the parents'
industry.

The burrow dug by the Geotrupes for the
benefit of her grub is hardly deeper than that

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of the Copris or the Sacred Beetle, notwith-
standing the difterence of the seasons.
Eleven or twelve inches, roughly speaking,
is the most that I find in the fields, where
nothing occurs to restrict the depth. My
cages, with their limited thickness of soil, are
less trustworthy in this respect, since the insect
has no option but to use the layer of earth at
Its disposal. Many a time, however, I per-
ceive that this layer is not fully traversed
down to the floor of the box, thus furnishing
a fresh proof of the slight depth needed.

In the open fields as in the confinement of
my cages, the burrow is always dug under the
heap of dung that is being exploited. No
outward sign betrays its presence, concealed
as it is beneath th« voluminous droppings of
the Mule. It is a cylindrical passage, the
same width as the neck of a claret-bottle,
straight and perpendicular in a homogeneous
soil, bent and winding irregularly in rough
ground where a root or stone may bar the
way and necessitate an abrupt change of di-
rection. In my cages, where the layer of
earth is insufficient the pit, at first vertical,
bends at right angles on touching the wooden
floor and is continued horizontally. There
is no precise rule therefore in the boring.
The accidents of the soil determine the shape.

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At the end of the gallery again there is
nothing to remind us of the spacious hall,
the workshop where Copres, Scaraba-i and
Uymnopleuri fashion their artistic pears and
uyoids, but a mere cul-de-sac of the same
diameter as the nest. A veritable drill-hole,
It we make allowances for the occasional
knots and twists inevitable in boring through
stuff that offers more resistance at some places
than at others; a winding canal: that is what
the Cieotrupes' burrow is.

The contents of the crude dwelling take

if- u ^n ""/ ^ '"""^ ""^ '^"^^S^ Of PuclJIng,
which fills the lower part of the cylinder ^nd
fits ,t exactly. Its length is not far short of
eight inches and its width about an inch and a
half, when the thing belongs to the Stercora-
ceous Geotrupes. The dimensions are a little
smaller in the work of the Mimic Geotrupes
In either case, the sausage is nearly always
irregular in shape, now curved, now more
or less dented. These imperfections of the
surface are due to the accidents of a stony
ground, which the insect does not always ex-
cavate according to the canons of its art,
which favours the straight line and the per'
pendicular. The moulded material faith-
fully reproduces all the irregularities of its
mould. The lower end is rounded off like

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the bottom of the burrow itself; ♦^he upper
end is slightly concave, through bel ig packed
more closely in the middle.

The voluminous object is put together in
layers rather suggestive, as regards curve and
arrangement, of a pile of watch-glasses.
Each of them obviously corresponds with a
load of materials gathered in the heap above
the burrow, carried down separately, placed
in position on the previous layer and then
vigorously trampled flat. The edges of the
disk, which adapt themselves less well to this
work of compression, remain at a higher
level; and all this tends to form something
like a concave lens. These same less com-
pressed edges give a sort of rind, which is
soiled with earth owing to its contact with
the walls of the tunnel. Altogether, the
structure tells us the method of manufacture.
The Geotrupes' sausage, like our own, is ob-
tained by moulding in a cylinder. It results
from layers Introduced one after the other
and duly compressed, especially in the middle,
which is more easily accessible to the manipu-
lator's legs. Direct observation will confirm
these inferences presently and supplement
them with details of considerable interest,
which we should never sjspect from simply

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. Before continuing, let us note how well-
inspired the msect is in always boring its
burrow under the heap whence the mate^'rials
tor the sausage are to be extracted. The
number of loads successively carried down
and pressed is considerable. Allowing a
thickness of a s.xth of an inch for each layer

sTmP fiT"- '^ '*' "'"'■ ^"°"gh- I see that
some fifty journeys are needed. If the oro-
vjs.ons had each time to be fetched from a
distance the Gec^rupes would be unable to
cope with her task, which would be too long
and tinng Her sort of work is incompatible
w.th all that trayelh-ng, after the fashion o
the Sacred Beetle's. She is wise to settle
herself under the heap. She has only to
climb up from her well to find under her feet
at her very door, enough to make her black'
pudding, however large she may wish It to be
i his It IS true, presupposes a copiously
supphed workyard. When toiling on behalf
of her grub the Geotrupes keeps a lookout
for one of this kind and accepts no purveyors
except the Horse and the Mule, never'the
^heep, who is too niggardlv. It is not a
question here of the quality of the foodstuffs-
It IS a question of quantity. My caffes in
fact tell me that the Sheep would have the
preference, ,f she were more generous.

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What she does not give normally I create
artificially by piling sheaf upon sheaf. Be-
neath this extraordinary treasure, the like of
which is never offered by the fields, my cap-
tives work with a zest that shows how well
they appreciate the windfall. 'Ihcy enrich
me with more sausages than I know what to
do with. I arrange them in strata in great
pots, so that, when winter comes, 1 may
study the actions of the larva; I loduje them
separately in glass tubes and test-tubes; I
pack them in tins. The shelves of my study
are crammed with them. My collection re-
minds me of an assortment of potted meats.

The unfamiliarlty of the m.aterial involves
no change in the structure. Because of its
finer grain and greater plasticity, the surface
is more regular and the inside more homo-
geneous; and that is all.

At the lower end of the sausage, whlcl ■"!
is always rounded off, is the hatching-chtuu-
ber, a circular cavity which could hold a fair-
s'zed hazel-nut. The respiratory needs of
the germ demand that the side-walls should
be thin enough to allow the air to enter freely.
Inside, I catch the gleam of a greenish, semi-
fluid plaster, a simple exudation from the
porous mass, as in the Copris' ovoids and the
Sacred Beetle's pears.

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In this round hollow lies the cgR, without
adh.nn, .n any way to the surrourtli'ng walls

remarkable bulk ,n proportion to the insect,
in the case of the Stercoraceous Geotrupes,

Tu^T '''■'" ^° '''^^^ millimetres in
length by four at its widest point.' The egg
of the A .mic Geotrupes is a little smaller

ihis l.ttle hollow contrived in the sub-
stance of the sausage, at the lower end, does
not agree at all with what I have read 'abou
the Geotrupes nest-building. Quoting an
old German wnter, Frischr an author whom
the poverty of my library does not allow
me to consult, Mulsant,^ speaking of the
itercoraceous Geotrupes, says:

" At the bottom of her perpendlcul ^al-
lery, the mother builds, usually with eardi, a
sort of nest or egg-shaped shell, open at one
side. On the inner wall of this shell she

^273 to .312 X.I 56 inch.- Translator's Note
-Johann Leonhard Frisch (1666-17A) % T„.h..

•* Martial Etienne Mulsant (1707-1880^ r,r„*
natural history at the LvceV He T.Z, Y P'^"/""?'' of

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ghics a whitish egg, the size of a grain of
wheat."

What can this shell be, usually made of
earth antl open at one siilc so that the grub
may reach the column of provi>ioi.s over-
heat!? I am at an utter loss to know. Shell,
especially made of earth, there is none, nor
any opening, I see ami see again, as often
as I wish, a round cell, closed everywhere
and built at the lower end of the food-
cyliniler, but nothing else, nothing that even
vaguely resembles the structure described.

Which of the two is responsible for the
imaginary construction? Can the German
entomologist have sinneil through superficial
obser\ation? Or did the Lyons entomolo-
gist misinterpret the older author? I lack
the necessary documents to bring the mistake
home to the right person. Is it not pathetic
to see these masters, who are so punctilious
about a joint of the palpi, so cantankerous
about the first clnim to some barbaric appel-
lation, almost indifferent when they come to
treat of ha'oits and industry, which are the
supreme expression of an insect's life? No-
menclators' entomology is making enormous
strides: it '>\erwhelms us, swamps us. The
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resting branch of the science, rhc only one
really worthy of our attention, is nc^riectcii
to such an extent that the conunonest species
has no history or calls (or serious revision of
the little that has been written about it. \ain
lame. .rations: tliinj^s will go on in the same
okl way for a lonj,' time t(j come.

lo return to the (ieotrupes' sausaj^c. Its
shape is diametrically opposite to that which
we have studied in the case of the Copris and
the Sacred Beetle, who arc spari.-.^' of mate-
rial but very jrcncrous with their labour, ta-
king great care to give their work the shape
hest-suited to preserve it against ilryness.
With their ovoids and their spheres sur-
mounted with a neck, they are able to keep
the modest family-ration fresh. The (jeo-
trupes knows nothing of these scientific me-
thods. More primitive in her ways, she sees
well-being only in overabundance. ' IVovided
that the gallery be crammed with food, she
cares little how shapeless her pile may be.

Instead of avoiding dryness, she appears to
go in search of it. Just look at the sausage.
It is inordinately long and clumsily put to-
gether. There is no compact, impermeable
rind; and there is an excessive amount of sur-
face, touching the earth for the whole length
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needed to bring about quick desiccation; it is
the converse of the problem of the smallest
surface, solved by the Sacred Beetle and the
others. Then what becomes of my views on
the shape of those provisions, views so well-
founded, according to our logic? Can I have
been taken in by a blind geometry, which
achieves a rational result by chance?

To any one who says so let the facts reply.
Here is their answer: the manufacturers of
spheres build their nests at the height of the
summer, when the ground is parched; the
manufacturers of cylinders build theirs in the
autumn, when the earth becomes saturated
with rain. The first have to guard their
family against the danger of bread too hard
to eat. The second know nothing of starva-
tion through desiccation; their provisions,
potted in cool earth, retain indefinitely the
proper degree of softness. The moistness,
not the shape, of the sheath is the safeguard
of the ration inside it. The rainfall at this
time of the year is in inverse ratio to that of
summer; and this is enough to render useless
the precautions taken in the dog-days.

Let us probe deeper and we shall sc at
the cylinder is preferable to the spht in
autumn. When October and November
come, the rains are frequent and persistent;

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but a day's sunshine is enough to dry the soil
to the shallow depth where the Geotrupes'
nest lies. It is a serious matter not to lose
the enjoyment of this fine day. How will
the grub benefit by it?

Imagine the larva enclosed in the big ball
which the copious quantity of food placed at
its disposal might well supply. Once satu-
rated with moisture by a shower, this sphere
would retain it stubbornly, for its form is
that of least evaporation and of least contact
with the sun-warmed soil. In vain, within
twenty.four hours, will the surface layer of
the ground be restored to its normal coolness:
the globular mass will retain its excess of
water, for lack of adequate contact with the
sun-and-air-dried earth. In the too-humid
and too-thick recess, the provisions will go
musty; the heat from outside will be inoppor-
tune, as will the air; and the larva will derive
little advantage from this late autumn sun,
whose tardy rays ought to ripen it to perfect-
ion and give it the necessary vigour to brave
the trials of winter.

What was a good quality in July, when it
was necessary to guard against excessive dry-
ness, becomes a bad one in October, when
excessive damp is to be avoided. The cylin-
der is therefore substituted for the sphere.

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The new shape, with Its exaggerated length,
fulfils the converse condition of that beloved
by the pill-makers: here, with a similar vol-
ume, the surface is developed to its extreme
limits. Is there a reason for this complete
change? No doubt; and I seem to perceive
it. Now that dryness is no longer to be
feared, will not this kind of shape, with its
large surface, enable the mass of foodstuff
to get rid of its superfluous moisture more
readily? Should it rain, its wide area cer-
tainly will make it liable to more rapid satu-
ration; but also, when the fine weather re-
turns, the surplus water will soon disappear
thanks to the extensive contact with a quickly-
drained soil.

Let us conclude by enquiring how the roly-
poly is manufactured. To watch the per-
formance in the fields appears to me a very
difficult, not to say impracticable undertaking.
With my cages, success is certain, provided
we exercise a little patience and dexterity. 1
let down the board which keeps the artificial
soil in place at the back. The latter now re-
veals its vertical surface, which I explore bit
by bit with the point of a knife until I strike a
burrow. If the operation be cautiously con-
ducted, without the disturbance due to an
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covered at their toil, paralysed, it is true,
by the sudden flood of light and as it were
petriHed in the attitude of work. The ar-
rangement of the workshop and the ma-
terials, the position and posture of the
workers enable us easily to reconstruct the
scene, though it be abruptly suspc.idcd and
not renewed so long as our inspection lasts.

One fact, to begin with, thrusts itself upon
our attention, a fact of deep interest and so
exceptional that this is the first example with
which my entomological studies have pre-
sented me. In each burrow laid bare I al-
ways find two collabt ators, a pair : I find the
male lending the mother his assistance. The
household duties are divided between the two.
My notes give the following scene, to which
we can easily restore its animation according
to the pose of the immobilized actor..

The male is at the back of the gallery,
squatting on a length of sausage measuring
barely an inch. He occupies the basin
formed through the stuff's being packed more
tightly in the centre of each stratum. What
was he doing before the violation of his
home? His attitude tells us clearly: with his
sturdy legs, especially the hind-legs, he was
pressing down the last layer placed in posi-
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most at the opening of the burrow. I see
her holding between her legs a great lump of
material which she has just gathered at the
bottom of the heap surmounting the house.
The scare caused by my intrusion has not
made her let go. Hanging up there, above
space, braced against the walls of the pit, she
clasps her burden with a sort of cataleptic
obstinacy. The nature of the interrupted
work is easily guessed: Baucis was carrying
down to Philemon, the stronger of the two,
the wherewithal to continue the arduous work
of piling and trampling. After laying the
egg and surrounding it with those delicate
precautions of which a mother alone possesses
the secret, she had handed over the construc-
tion of the cylinder to her companion, confi-
ning herself to playing the humble part of a
caterer's man.

Similar scenes, observed during different
phases of the work, enable me to draw a ge-
neral picture. The sausage begins with a
short, wide casing which closely lines the bot-
tom of the burrow. In this bag, with its
yawning mouth, I find the two sexes in the
midst of materials crumbled and possibly
weeded before being pressed, so that the grub
may have first-class victuals within its reach
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t^'een them plaster the walls and increase
their thickness until the cavity is reduced to
the size needed for the hatching-chamber.

7^'s is the moment for laying the egg.
Withdrawing discreetly, the male waits v ' .
materials ready to close the cell that has just
been filled. The closing is done by bringing
the edges of the sack nearer together and
adding a ceiling, a hermetically cemented lid.
This IS the delicate part of the work, calling
for knack much more than strength. The
mother alone attends to it. Philemon is now
a mere journeyman-mason : he passes the mor-
tar, without being allowed on the ceiling,
which his brutal pressure might cause to
fall in.

Soon the roof, duly thickened and rein-
forced, has nothing more to fear from press-
ure. ^ Then the ruthless stamping begins, the
rough work which transfers the leading part
to the male. In the Stercoraceous Geotrupes
the difference between the sexes in size and
vig. striking. Here indeed we have a

very exceptional case: Philemon belongs to
the stronger sex. He is distinguished by his
portly figure and muscular energy. Take
him in your hand and squeeze. I defy you
to stand it, if your skin is at all sensitive to
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sively stiffened legs, he digs into your flesh;
he slips like an irresistible wedge into the
spaces between your fingers. It is more than
you can bear; and you have to let the creature

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In the household he perlorms the function
of an hydraulic press. Wc subject our packs
of fodder to the action of the press m order
to reduce their cumbrous bulk; he likewise
compresses and reduces the stringy materials
of his sausage. It is most often the male
that 1 find at the top of the cylinder, a top
excavated to form a deep basket. 1 his
basket receives the load brought down by the
mother; and, like the labourer trampling on
the grapes at the bottom of the vintage-tub,
the Geotrupes presses and amalgamates his
materials with the convulsive effort of his gal-
vanic movements. The operation is so well
conducted that the new load, at first not unlike
a voluminous mass of coarse lint, becvomes a
compact laver uniform with the one before it.
The mother meanwhile does not abdicate
her rights: I find her from time to time at
the bottom of the basin. Perhaps she comes
to see how the work is going on. Her touch,
which is better-suited for the delicate part ot
the rearing, will more readily discover the
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also she conies to relieve her husband in these
exhausting compressive operations. She her-
self is strong, sturdy in the legs and capable
of working turn and turn about with her
valiant companion.

However, her usual place is at the top of
the gallery. I find her there at one time with
the armful which she has just gathered, at
another with a heap made up of several loads
placed in reserve for the work liown below.
As and when it is wanted, she draws upon the
heap and gradually carries the materials down
to be pressed by the male.

Between this temporary warehouse and the
basin at the bottom there is a long empty
space, the lower part of which supplies us
with another bit of information as to the
progress of the work. The walls are lavishly
coated with a wash extracted from the most
plastic portion of the materials. This detail
is not without value. It tells us that, before
packing the food-sausage layer by laver, the
insect begins by cementing the rough and
porous wall of the mould. It putties its well
to pre -xt the grub against the damp which
might oo7e through in the rainy season.
Finding it Impossible by pressure to harden
the skin of the tightly-packed sausage to the
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to those who labour in large workshops; it
coats the earthy casing with cement. In this
way it avoids, so far as lies in its power, the
risk, of drowning on rainy days.

This waterproofing is done at intervals, as
the cylinder grows in length. The mother
appears to me to attend to it whenever her
warehouse of provisions is sufficiently stocked
to give her the t'"ne. While her companion
is pressing, she, an inch higher up, is plas-
tering.

At last the combined efforts of husband and
wife result in a cylinder of the regulation
length. The greater part of the well above
remains empty and uncemented. Nothing
tells me that the Geotrupes trouble about this
unoccupied area. Scarabzei and Copres
shoot into the entrance-passage to the under-
ground chamber a portion of the rubbish
extracted; they build a barricade in front of
the dwelling. The sausage-makers seem to
be unfamiliar with this precaution. All the
burrows which I inspect are empty in the
upper part. There is no sign of excavated
earth put back and pressed into position;
there is merely a little fallen rubbish, coming
either from the dung-heap above or from the
crumbling walls.

This neglect might well be ascribed to the
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thick roof that surmounts the house. Re-
member that the Geotrupes generally settle
under the copious provender which the Horse
and the Mule bestow upon them. Under
such a shelter, is It really necessary to bolt
ones door? Besides, the rough weather
looks after the closmg for them. The roof
falls in the earth slips and the yawning pit
soon fills up without the assistance of those
who dug It.

Just now my pen ventured to write the
names of Philemon and Baucis. As a matter
ot fact, the Geotrupes couple do in certain
respects recall the peaceful mythological
household What is the male, in the insect
world ? Once the wedding has been cele-
brated, he is an incompetent, an idler, a good-
for-nothing, a drug in the market whom
others shun and sometimes even get rid of by
atrocious means. The Praying Mantis »
tells us tragic enough things in this connect-
ion.

Now here, by -^ . ,,Ty curious exception, the
sluggard becomes i toiler; the lover of the
moment a faithful hisband; the careless pa-
rent a serious paterfamilias. The brief
meeting changes into a lasting partnership.

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Married life, domestic life comes into being:
a glorious innovation; and the pioneer is a
Dung-beetle! Go downwards: there is no-
thing resembling it; go upwards: for a long
time there is still nothing. We have to
mount to the top of the scale.

Take that little h:h of our brooks, the
Stickleback. The male knows very well how
, to build out of alga? and different water-
weeds a nest, a snuggery, in which the female
will come and spawn; but he knows nothing
of work shared in common. The cares of a
family in which the mother takes litde interest
fall upon him alone. No matter: there is
one step gained, a great one and especially a
very remarkable one among fishes, who are
so supremely indifferent to family-affection
and substitute an appalling fecundity for the
trouble of breeding. Fabulous figures make
good the voids due tr the lack of industry in
the parents, even in i mother, a mere bag

for eggs.

Certain Toads attempt the duties of pater-
nity; and then we have nothing more till we
come to the bird, that paragon of the dome-
stic virtues. Here we find married life in all
its moral beauty. A contract turns the
couple into two collaborators, both equally
zealous for the prosperity of the family.

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The father takes just as much part as the
mother m the building „f the nest, the <,uest
for prov.sums, the distribution of each mouth-
ful ami the supervision of the younjrsters as
^ht^"^ '''"^' Prchminar)' to their lirst

Standing still higher in the animal scale,
the mammal carries on the wonderful exam-
ple without adding to it; on the contrary, it
often s.mphhes things. Man remains and
has no prouder title to nobility than his un-
wearyng care for the family,' that alliance
which is never dissolved. To our shame, I
admit, a few individuals deny their re-
sponsibility and sink below the level of the
1 oad.

The Geotrupes rivals the bird. The nest
IS the joint production of husband and wife
Ihe father puts the various layers together
and compresses them; the mother plasters
the walls, fetches fresh loads and places them
under the presser's feet. This home, the out-
come of the couple's efforts, is also a store-
house of provisions. Here we see no mouth-
hjls distributed to the children from day to
day, but the food-problem is solved none th»
less: the united labours of the two partners
result in the sumptuous sausage. Father and
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bequeath to the grub an eminently well-
furnished larder.

A pair that continue to exist as such, a
couple that join forces and unite their indus-
try for their offspring's welfare certainly re-
present enormous progress, perhaps the
grf atest in the animal kingdom. One day, in
ff- . 1st of the isolated existences, tlu house-

la appeared, the invention of an inspired
1) ^beetle. How is it that his magnificent

^airement is the property of a few, instead
ul extending all around, from one species to
another, throughout the guild? Can it be
that Scarabaei and Copres would have no-
thing to gain, in saving of time and labour, if
the mother, instead of working alone, had an
assistant? Things would move faster, so it
seems to me, and a more numerous family
would be permissible, a possibility not to be
despised when one has an eye to the pro-
sperity of the species.

How. on his side, did the Geotrupes think
of combining the two sexes in building the
nest and stocking the larder? T[\e abrupt
transformation of the usual airy paternity of
the insect into something that rivals mother-
hood in tenderness is so serious and so rare an
event that one longs to discover the cause of
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sorry means of information at our disposal.
One idea occurs to us at once: may there not
be some connection between the male's supe-
rior size and his liking f„r hard Svork? I'n-
dowed with greater robustness and vigour
than the mother, he who is usually so lazy has
become a zealous helper; the love of work
has come from a superabundance of unspent
strength.

Take care: this apparent explanation will
not hold water. The two sexes of the Mimic
Geotrupes scarcely differ in size; the advan-
tage IS often even in the female's favour; and
nevertheless the male lends assistance to his
companion: he is as eager a well-sinker, as
energetic a presser as his big stcrcoraceous
kinsman.

And here Is a still more conclusive argu-
ment: among the Anthidia,' those Hees who
weave cotton-stuffs or knead resin, the male,
though much larger than the female, is an
absolute idler. He, so strong, so stout of
limb, take part in the work! Never! Let
the mother, the feeble mother, wcur herself
out while he, powerful fellow that he is,
frolics among the speedwell and the lavender.'

It IS not physical strength, therefore, that

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Translator's i\ute.

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has made the Geotrupian paterfamilias into
a worker devoted to his children's welfare.
And this is as much as our investigations tell
us. To pursue the problem would be a vain
endeavour. The origin of faculties escapes
us. Why is this gift bestowed here and that
gift there? Who knows? Can we indeed
ever hope to know?

One point alone stands out clearly: instinct
is not dependent on structure.

The Geotrupes have been knowu f:om
time immemorial; conscientious entomolo-
gists, peering through their magnifying-
.glasses, have examined them down to their
smallest details; and no one has yet suspected
their marvellous privilege of keeping house in
common. Above the monotonous level of
the ocean suddenly emerge the headlands of
lonely little islands, scattered here and there,
whose existence none can suspect until geo-
graphy has added them to her charts. Even
so do the peaks of instinct rear their crests
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CHAPTER XIV

THE GEOTRUPES: THE LARVA

T^HE egg takes from one to two weeks to
•■■ hatch, according as it is laid in October
or September. As a rule the hatching takes
place m the first fortnight of October. The
larva grows pretty quickly and soon mani-
tests very different characteristics from those
displayed by the other Dung-beetles. We
find ourselves in a new world, full of sur-
pris s. The grub is folded in two, it is bent
into a hook, as required by the narrowness
of the cell, which is scooped out gradually
as the inside of the sausage is consumed.

Even s.. did the grubs of the Sacred Beetle,
the Copris and the others comport them-
selves; but the larva of the Geotrupes has not
the hump that gave the first-named such an
ungainly figure. Its back is curved regu-
larly. This entire absence of a knapsack, of
a putty-bag, points to different habits. The
larva, in fact, is not acquainted with the art
of plugging crevices. If I contrive an open-
ing in the part of the sausage which it occu-

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pies, I do not see it taking note of the hole,
turning round and fortiiwith repairing the
damage with a few pats of a trowel well-
supplied with cement. The access of the air
does not trouble it apparently, or rather ihere
is no provision against this in its means of
defence.

You have only to take a glance at its dwell-
ing. What would be the use of the plaster-
er's art of stopping up crannies, when the
house simply cannot crack? Closely
moulded in the cylinder of the burrow, the
sausage is preserved from crumbling to dust
by the support of its mould. The Sacred
Beetle's pear, which is free on every side in a
large underground cavity, often swells, splits,
peels off. The Geotrupes' sausage, being
packed in a casing, is free from these imper-
fections. Besides, if it were to burst, the
accident would not be serious, for now, m
autumn and winter, in a soil that is always
damp and fresh, there is no fear of that desic-
cation which is so greatly dreaded by the pill-
rollers. Hence there is no special industry
designed to circumvent a peril that is unlikely
and of little consequence; no excessively do-
cile intestine to keep the trowel supplied; no
ugly hump to act as a mortar-magazine.
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studies disappears and is replaced by a grub
whose motions are more moderate.

Obviously, big eater as the larva is and,
moreover, sequestered in a cell allowing of
no communication with the outside, it is ut-
terly ignorant of what wc call cleanliness.
Let us not take this to mean that it is dis-
gustmgly filthy, soiled with excrement: we
should be making a grave mistake. Nothing
could be neater or glossier than its satiny
skin. ^ We \vonder what pains it must take
over Its toilet, or else what special grace
enables all these eaters of ordure to keep
themselves so clean. Seeing them outside
their usual environment, no one would su-
spect their sordid life.

We must look elsewhere for any defect in
cleanliness, if indeed it is right to give the
name of defect to a quality which, all things
considered, makes for the creature's good.
Language, the one and only mirror of our
thoughts, easily goes astray and becomes
treacherous when endeavouring to express
reality. Let us substitute the larva's point
of view for our own, let us throw off the man
and become the Dung-beetle: offensive epi-
thets will disappear forthwith.
^ The grub, that mighty eater, has no rela-
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do with the remains of what it has digested?
Far from being embarrassed by them, it takes
advantage of them, as do many other soli-
taries cabined in a shell. It uses them to
keep out the draughts from its hermitage and
to pad it with quilting. It spreads them into
a soft couch, grateful to its delicate skm; it
builds them into a polished niche, a water-
tight alcove which will protect the long winter
torpor. I told you that one had but to ima-
gine one's self a Dung-beetle for a moment in
order to change one's language utterly. Be-
hold that which was hateful and burdensonrie
turned into something of value, which will
contribute largely to the grub's welfare.
Onthophagi and Copres, Scarabaei and Gym-
nopleuri have accustomed us to this kind of

industry.

The sausage Is in an upright position, or
nearly so. The hatching-chamber is at the
bottom end. As the grub grows, it attacks
the provisions overhead, but does not touch
the wall around, which is of considerable
thickness. It has indeed so huge a dish at its
disposal that abstinence becomes no difficult
matter. The Sacred Beetle's grub, which
has no occasion to take precautions against
the winter, has a very skimpy helping. Its
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sumed throughout, all but a sknder wall
Mrl "-S'"™^'^' however, takes carl o
£ to"trr "^fe'"" with a good layer of
Its mortar. The grub of the (.eotrunes I,

a colossal sausage, representing nearly i
dozen t.mes as much as the o.her^pro" ons
however well-endowed it be with s omach

;r„^l .k , ^''"i^s, the question of food

here is ai::'r' '" "" '""'""'' ""^ '--
nat'on Th '""'"^•"^ft" of the hiber-
nation, fhe parents foresaw the scverlfv
of the w,„tcr and bequeathed thei sons h^
whercw.thal to face it. The giant roly-pd!
will become a blanket against the cold

Ihe grub, as a matter of fact, gnaws bit
by b,t the part above and scoops out a
corr,dor just wide enough to pass'through
In th,s way, a very thick wall is left intact
he central part alone being consumed. A
the sheath ,s bored, the sides are at the same
jme cemented and lined with evacu tion"

ates'"a'n?/r- ^"^ """ P^°''"« ^-"">"-
lates and forms a rampart behind

t.0 long as the weather remains favo,, able

'ts stand above or below and attacks the pro.
vistons w,th a tooth that grows daily mo™

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languid. Five or six weeks are thus passed
in banqueting; then comes the cold weather,
bringing the winter torpor with it. The grub
now digs itself an oval recess, polished by
much wriggling of its body, at the lower end
of its case, in the mass of material which di-
gestion has transformed into a fine paste; it
protects itself with a curved canopy; and it is
ready to enjoy its winter slumbers. It can
sleep in peace. If its parents have installed
it underground at an inconsiderable depth to
which the frost pentrates, at any rate they
have increased the supply of victuals to the
utmost. The effect of this enormous super-
fluity is to provide an excellent dwelling for
the bad weather.

In December, the grub is full-grown, or not
far short of it. If the temperature only lent
a hand, the nymphosis would now be due.
But times are hard; and the grub, in its wis-
dom, decides to defer the delicate work of
transformation. Sturdy creature that it is,
it will be able to resist the cold much better
than the nymph, that frail beginning of a new
life. It therefore has patience and tarries
in a state of torpor. I take it from its cell to
examine it.

Convex on top and almost flat below, the
larva is a semicylinder bent into a hook.

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There is an entire absence of the hump be-
longing to the previous Dung-beetles; like-
wise of any terminal trowel. The plasterer's
art of repairing crevices being unknown here,
there is no need for the cement-pot or the
spreading-utensil. The creature's skin is
smooth and white, clouded in the hinder half
by the dark contents of the intestines,
bparse hairs, some fairly long, others very
short, stand up on the median and dorsal
region of the segments. They apparently
serve to help the grub move about \h cell by
the mere wriggling of its hinder part. The
head is neither big nor small and is pale-
yellow in colour; the mandibles are large and
brown at the tip.

But let us leave these details, which are of
no great interest, and say at once that the
creature's prominent characteristic is supplied
by Its legs. The first two pairs are pretty
long, especially for an animal leading a seden-
tary life in a narrow cabin. They are norm-
ally constructed; and it must be their strength
that allows the grub to clamber about inside
Its pudding, converted into a sheath by eating.
u- J^f *^"''^ Pai^ presents a peculiarity of
which I know no example elsewhere.

The limbs forming this pair are rudiment-
ary legs, crippled from birth, impotent, ar-

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rested in their development. They give one
the impression of lifeless stumps. Their
length is hardly a third of that of the others.
More remarkable still, instead of pointing
downwards like the normal legs, they shrivel
upwards, turning towards the back, and
remain indefinitely in that queer attitude,
twisted and stiff. I cannot succeed in seeing
the animal make the slightest use of them.
Nevertheless they show the same joints as the
others; but this is all on a greatly reduceu
scale, pale and inert. In short, a couple of
words will distinguish the Geotrupes' larva
without any possibility of confusion : hind-legs
atrophied.

This feature is so plain, so striking, so
extraordinary that the least observant among
us cannot mistake it. A grub crippled by
nature and so evidently crippled enforces it-
self on our attention. What do the books
say about it? Nothing, so far as I know.
The few which 1 have with me are silent on
this point. Mulsant, it is true, described the
larva of the Stercoraceous Geotrupes; but he
makes no mention of its exceptional structure.
In his anxiety to describe the minute?t details
of the ' rganism, has he lost sight of this mon-
strosity? Labrum, palpi, antennas, the num-
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and scrutinized; and the lifeless legs reduced
to stumps are passed over in silence. Are
the experts then so busy with the Gnat that
they cannot see the Camel? I give it up.

Observe also that the hind-legs of the per-
fect insect are longer and stronger than the
middle-legs and vie with the fore-legs in vi-
gour. The atrophied limbs of the grub,
therefore, become the adult's powerful press-
ing-machine; the impotent stumps change into
strong stamping-tools.

Who will tell us the origin of these anoma-
lies now thrice observed among the dung-
workers? The Sacred Beetle, who is sound
in ever>' limb during his infancy, loses his
fore-fingers when the adult form appears;
the Onthophagus, who sports a horn on his
thorax in his nymphal stage, drops it and does
without the ornament in the end; the Geo-
trupes, at first a limping grub, turns his use-
less stumps Into the best of his levers. The
last-named makes progress; the others retro-
cede. Why does the cripple become able-
bodied and why do the able-bodied become
cripples?

We make chemical analyses of the suns;
we surprise the nebula; in labour and watch
the birth of worlds; and shall we never know
why a miserable grub is born limping?

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Come, ye divers who fathom life's mysteries,
descend a little further into the depths and at
least bring us back that humble pearl, the
reply to the problems of the Geotrupes and
the Sacred Beetle !

When the weather is severe, what becomes
of the larva in the retreat which it has suc-
ceeded in making at the lower end of its box?
The exceptional cold of January and Feb-
ruary 1895 will answer this question. My
cages, always left in the open air, had repeat-
edly undergone a drop in temperature of
some ten degrees below free/ing-point. In
this arctic weather, I conceived a wish to go
in search of information and learn how things
were progressing in my unprotected cages.

I could not manage it. The bed of earth,
wetted by the earlier rains, had become a
compact block throughout, which I should
have had to break up like a stone with a
hammer and chisel. Extraction by violent
means was not practicable: I should have en-
dangered everything with my hammering.
On the other hand, if any life remained in the
frozen mass, I should have placed it in jeo-
pardy by changing the temperature too sud-
denly. It was better to await the very slow
natural thaw.

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This time there is no ice left. The earth is
yielding and easy to dig. AH the adult Geo-
trupcs have died, becjueathing me a fresh
supp y of sausages, almost as plentiful as that
vhaii I had gathered and placed in safety in
Oct<,bcr. They have all perished; there is
bramV?'"^ ^"'•^•'vor. Is cold or old age to

At this very time and later, in April and
iviay, when the new generation is wholly in
the larva or at most in the nymphal stage, I
often find adult Geotrupcs husv in their sea-
vengmg-works. The old onesthereforc see
a second spring; they live long enough to
know thc.r children and to work with them,
as do the Scarab^pi, Copres and others.
1 hese early insects are veterans. They have
escaped the hardships of winter because they
have ocen able to bury themselves far enough
underground Mine, kept captive between a
tew boards, have died for ^^ ant of a suffi-
ciently deep pit. At a time when they needed
three feet of earth to shelter themselves,
they had less than twelve inches. It was
cold, therefore, that killed them, rather than
age.

The low temperature, while fatal to the
adult, has spared the larva. The few sau-
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ginps contain the grub In excellent condition.
The protecting sheath has fuUilled its office
to perfection: it has preserved the sons from
the catastrophe that caused the death of the

parents.

The other cylinder., fashioned m the
course of November, contain something even
more remarkable. In their hatching-cham-
bcr, at the bottom, they hold an egg, all
plump and shiny and a-, healthy-looking as
though It had ueen laid that day. Can life
still exisr there ? Is it possible, after the best
part of the winter has been passed in a block
of ice? I dare not believe it. The sausage
itself has not an attractive appearance. It is
darkened by fermentation, smells musty and
does not suggest food worth having.

At all events, I will take the precaution of
botding the miserable puddings, after ascer-
taining that the egg is there in each case. I
was well-advised. The fresh aspect of the
germs, after wintering under such rude con-
ditions, did not belie rhem. The hatching
was soon effected; and early in May the late
arrivals were almost as well-developed as
their seniors, hatched in the autumn.

Some interesting facts are revealed by this
piece of observation. First of all, the laying-
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lasting from September to some time m No-
vcmbcr. At that date the Hrst hoar-frosts
begin ; the soil is not warm enough to hatch
the eggs; and the last ones, unable to hatch
as swiftly as their predecessors, wait for the
return of tht- fine weather. A few mild April
days are cnuigh to reawaken their suspended
vitality. '^1 hen the usual e\oIution goes on
and this so rapidly that, notwithstanding a
delay of five or six months, the backward
larv.e are very nearly as big as the others
by Ma\, when the ti'st nymphs appear.

Secondly tiic Geotrupcs' eggs are capable
of enduring e rials of severe cold un-
scathed. 1 uo not know the exact tempe-
rature inside the frozen block uhich I tried
to tackle with a mason's chisei. Outside, th^:
thermometer sometimes fell to ten d r/rce-.
below freezing-point; and, as the cold .!(>.!
lasted a long time, we may believe r r. .u
layer of earth in my boxes was equal , .-uiii
Now the Geotrupcs' puddings were ^, t :,.••/?
in that frozen mass turned to a block of sr..; . .
A generous allowance must no doubt be ma.iv
for -the non-conductivity of these puddings
'composed of thready materials; the wall of
dung did, to a certain extent, protect the
larva and the egg against the biting cold,
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fatal. No matter: in that atmosphere the
dung-cylinders, damp at the start, must m the
long run have acquired the hardness of stone.
In their hatching-chamber, in the tunnel made
by the larva, the temperature undoubtedly
sank below freezing-point.

Then what became of the grub and the
ecg? Were they really frozen? Every-
thing seems to tell us so. That this most
delicate of all delicate things, a germ, a rudi-
ment of life in a blob of glair, should harden,
turn into a bit of stone and then resume its
vitality and continue its evolution after thaw-
ing seems inadmissible. And yet circum-
stances confirm it. We should have to credit
the Geotrupe.' sausages with athermanous
properties unequalled by any other substance
to regard them as a sufficient protection
against such intense and lasting refrigeration.
What a pity that we could derive no informa-
tion from the thermomet-r in this instance I
After all, if complete freezing is unproven,
one point has been established for certain:
the egg and the grub of the Geotrupes can
support and survive very low temperatures
in their protecting sheath. _

Since the occasion presents itself, let me
say a few more words on the insect's powers
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looking for Scolia-cocoons in a" heap of
mould, I had made a large collection of the
grubs of Cetonia aiirata.^ I placed my loot
in a flower-pot with a few handfuls of de-
cayed vegetable matter, just enough to cover
the insects' backs. I intended to draw upon
them for certain enquiries which I was ma-
king at the time. The pot remained in the
open air; and I forgot all about it. A cold
snap came, accompanied by sharp frost and
snow. Then I remembered my Cetonise, so
ill-protected against this kind of weather. I
found the contents of the pot hardened into
a conglomeration of earth, dead leaves, ice,
snow and shrivelled grubs. It was a sort of
almond-rock, in which the larva stood for
the almonds. Sorely tried by the cold as
they were, the colony ought to have perished.
But no: when the thaw arrived, the frozen
larvs came to life again and began to swarm
about as though nothing unusual had hap-
pened.

The insect's powers of endurance are less
great than the larva's. As the organization
becomes more refined, it loses its robustness.
My cages, which went through such a bad

iThe Rose-chafer, whose grub forms the prey of the
Scoha-wasp. Cf. The Life and Love of the Insect: chap.
XI.- - Translator's Note.

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time in the winter of 1895, provided me with
a striking instance. A few species —-
Scaraba-i, Copres, Pilularii and Onthophagi
— were represented at the same time by new-
comers and old stagers. All the Geotrupes,
without an exception, died in the earthy bed
which had turned into a block of stone; the
Minotaurs also succumbed, every one of
them. And yet both find their way up north
and are not afraid of cold climates. On the
other hand, the southern species, the Sacred
Beetle, the Spanish Copris and Pilulariiis
flagt'llalHS, the younger generation as well as
the veterans, withstood the winter better than
I dared hope. Many of them died, it is
true; they formed the majority; but at any
rate there were survivors whom 1 '-.larvelled
to see recovering from their icy paralysis,
trotting about under the first kisses of the
sun. In April, those specimens which have
escaped from freezing resume their labours.
They teach me that, when at liberty, Copres
and Scarabaei have no need to retire to
winter quarters at great depths underground.
A moderate screen of earth, in some shel-
tered nook, is enough for them. I^ess skilful
diggers than the Geotrupes, they are better-
provided with the power to resist a passing

spell of cold.

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We will end this digression by remarkina,

as so many others have done, that agriculture

cannot reckon on the cold weather to rid

It ot Its dread enemy, the insect. Very hard

frosts lasting a long time and penetrating

well beneath the surface of the soil, can

destroj^ various species which are not able

to go down low enough; but a great many

survive. Moreover, the grub and especially

the egg in many cases defy our severest

winters.

The first five days of April put an end to
the torpor of the larvs of both Geotrupes,
snuggling on the bottom floor of their
cylinder, in a temporary cell. Activity re-
turns, bringing with it a last flicker of ap-
petite. The remains of the autumn banqi-et
are plentiful. The grub makes use of them
no longer for greedy feasting, but just as a
midnight snack between two slumbers, that
of winter and the deeper sleep of the
metamorphosis. Hence the sides of the
sheath arc attacked spasmodically. Breaches
yawn, sections of wall come tumbling down
and soon the edifice is nothing but an un-
recognizable ruin.

The lower portion of the original sausage
remains, however, wich its walls intact for a
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layer, the grub's excreta are accumulated,
held in reserve for the final work. In the
centre of this mass, a hollow is dug, care-
fully polished inside. With the excavated
rubbish, the grub builds not just a canopy,
like that with which the winter alcove was
protected, but a solid lid, with a rough outer
surface, in appearance not unlike the work of
the Cetoniae when they wrap themselves in-
a shell of mould. This lid, with what is left
of the pudding, forms a habitation which
would remind us pretty closely of the Cock-
chafer's dwelling, were it not truncated in the
upper part, which moreover is most often
topped by a few remnants from the destroyed

cylinder.

The grub is now shut in for the transform-
ation, motionless, with its body emptied of
all dross. In a few days a blister appears
on the dorsal surface of the last abdominal
segments. This swells, spreads and gradu-
ally extends as far as the thorax. It is
the work of excoriation beginning. Dis-
tended by a colourless liquid, the blister
gives an uncertain glimpse of a sort of milky
cloud, the first blurred outline of the new

organism. , .

The thorax splits in front, the cast skin
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have the nymph, all white, half-opaque and
half-crystalline. I obtain my first nymphs
about the beginning of May.

Four or five weeks later, the perfect in-
sect arrives, white on the wing-cases and
belly, while the rest of the body already
possesses the normal colouring. The
chromatic evolution is quickly completed;
and, before the end of June, the Geotrupes,
now perfectly matured, emerges from the
soil at twilight and flies off to start on his
scavenger's job without delay. The lag-
gards, those whose egg has gone through
the wmter, are still in the white nymphal
stage when their elders effect their release.
ISot before September is nigh will they burst
their natal shell and, in their turn, sally forth
to aid in the cleansing of the fields.

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CHAPTER XV

THE SISYPHUS: THE INSTINCT OF
PATERNITY

THE duties of paternity are hardly ever
imposed on any except the higher
animals. The bird excels in them; and the
furred folk perform them honourably.
Lower in the scale, the father is generally m-
different to his family. Very few msects
form exceptions to this rule. Whereas all
display a frenzied ardour in propagating
their species, nearly all, having satisfied the
passion of the moment, promptly break oil
domestic relations and retire, heedless ot
their brood, which must do the best that it
can for itself.

This paternal coldness, which would be
detestable in the higher ranks of the animal
kingdom, where the weakness of the young
demands prolonged assistance, has here as
its excuse the robustness of the new-born
insect, which is able unaided to gather its
food, provided that it be in a propitious
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to safeguard the prosperity of the race, is
to lay her eggs on the loaves of a cabb.*ge,
what use would a father's solicitude be?
The mother's botanical instinct requires no
assistance. At laying-time, the other parent
would be an obstacle. Let him go and Hirt
elsewhere; at that critical time he would only
be in the way.

Most insects are equally summary in their
educational methods. T^hey have but to
choose the refectory which will be the home
of the family once it is hatched, or else a
place that will allow their young to find
suitable fare for themselves. There is no
need for the father in these cases. After
the wedding, therefore, the unoccupied male,
henceforth useless, drags out a languid exist-
ence for a few days more and at last dies
without lending the least assistance in the
work of setting up his offspring in life.

Things do not always happen in quite such
a primitive fashion. There are tribes that
provide a dower for their families, that
prepare board and lodging for them in
advance. The Bees and Wasps, in particu-
lar, are masters in the industry of making
cellars, jars and satchels in which the mess
of honey for the young is hoarded; they are
perfect in the art of creating burrows stocked

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with the game that forms the food of their

grubs.

Well, this enormous labour, which is one
of building and provisioning combined, this
toil, in which the insect's whole life is spent,
is done by the mother alone. It wears her
out, it utterly exhausts her. The father,
drunk with sunlight, stands by the edge of
the workyard watching his plucky helpmate
at her job and considers himself to have done
all the work that he is called upon to do when
he has toved a little with his fair neighbours.

Why does he not lend the mother a helping
hand? It is now or never. Why does he
not follow the example of the Swallow
couple, both of whom bring their bit of straw,
their blob of mortar to the building, their
Midge to the brood? He does nothing of
the kind, perhaps alleging his comparative
weakness as a i excuse. It is a poor argu-
ment, for to cut a disk out of a leaf, to scrape
some cotton from a downy plant, to collect
a little bit of cement in muddy places would
not overtax his strength. Me could very
easily help, at any rate as a labourer; he is
quite fit to gather the materials for the
mother, with her greater intelligence, to fix
in place. The real reason of his inactivity
is sheer ineptitude.

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It is strange that the Hymenopteron, the
most gifted of the industrial insects, should
know nothing of paternal labour. The
male, in whom one would think that the needs
of the young ought to develop the highest
aptitudes, remains as dull-witted as a Butter-
fly, whose family is established at so small a
cost. The bestowal of instinct baffles our
most reasonable conjectures.

It baffles them so thoroughly that we ar*^
extremely surprised when we find in the
muck-raker the noble prerogative denied
to the honey-gatherer. Various Dung-
beetles are Pcrustomed to help in the burden
of housekeeping and know the value of
working in double harness. Remember the
Geotrupes couple, preparing their larva's
portion together; think of the father lending
his mate the assistance of his powerful press
in the manufacture of the tight-packed
sausages, a splendid example of domestic
habits and one extremely surprising amid the
general egoism.

To this example, hitherto unique, my con-
stant studies of the subject enable me to-day
to add three others, which are equally
interesting; and all three are likewise
furnished by the Dung-beetle guild. I will
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particulars their story is the same as that of
the Sati cd Beetle, the Spanish Copris and the

The first case is that of the h.syphus {H.
Scluffferi, Lin.), the snudU .t and most
zealous of our pill-rollers. He is the livch-
est and most agile of them all, recking no-
thing of avvkwaid somersaults and head-
long falls on tho impossible tracks to which
his obstinacy bnngs him back again and
again, it was in memory of these wild
gymnastics that Latreille gave him the name
of Sisypnus, famous in the annals ol
Tartarus. The unhappy wretch had the
terrible task of having to roll a huge stone
up hill; and each time he had toiled to the
top of the mountain the stone would slip
from his grasp and roll to the bottom. Try
again, poor SisyiJhus, try agal i and go on
trying: your punishment will lot be over until
the i-ock is firmly fixed up there.

I Uke this myth. It is in a fashion the
history of a good many of us, not detestable
scoundrels worthy of eternal torments, but
decent, hard-working folk, doing their duty
by their neighbours. They have one crime
only to expiat • that of poverty. So far as
I am concerned, for half a century and more
1 have painfully climbed that steep ascent,

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leaving garments stained with blood and
s>/<.-at on its sharp crags; I have strained
every nerve, drained myself dry, spent my
strength recklessly in the struggle to hoist
up to safety that crushing burden, my daily
bread; and hardly is the loaf balanced when
it slips oh, slides down and is lost in the abyss.
Try again, poor Sisyphus, try again until the
load, falling for the last time, smashes your
head and sets you free at last.

The Sisyphus of the naturalists knows
none of these bitter trials. Untroubled by
the steep slopes, he gaily trundles his load,
at one time bread for himself, at another for
his children. He is very scarce in these
parts; and I should never have managed to
procure a suitable number of subjects for my
purpose but for an assistant whom I ought
to present to the reader, for he will play his
part more than once in diese narr itives,

I speak of my son Paul, a little chap of
seven. My assiduous companion on my
hunting-e\pi litions, he knows better than any
one of his age the secrets of the Cicada,
the Locust, the Cricket and especially the
Dung-beetle, his great delight. Twenty
paces away, his sharp eyes will distinguish
the real mound that marks a burrow from
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the Grasshopper's faint stridulation, which
to me remains silence. He lends me his
sight and hearing; and I, in exchange, pre-
sent him with ideas, which he receives atten-
tively, raising wide, blue, questioning eyes to
mine.

Oh, wh.-t an adorable thing is . £ first
blossoming of the intellect; what a beautiful
age is that when innocent curiosity awakens,
enquiring into all things ! So little Paul has
his own vivarium, in which the Sacred Beetle
makes pears for him; his own little garden,
no larger than a pocket-handkerchief, where
he grows beans, often digging them up to see
If the tiny roots are growing longer; his
forest plantation, in which stand four oaks
a hand's-breadth high, still furnished on one
side with the twin-breasted acorn that feeds
them. It all makes a welcome change from
dry grammar, which gets on none the worse
for it.

What beautiful and delightful things
natural history could put Into children's heads
if science would but stoop to charm the
young; if our barracks of colleges would but
add the living study of the fields to the life-
less study of books; if the red tape of the
curriculum beloved by bureaucrats did not
strangle any eager Initiative! Little Paul,

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my boy, let us study as much as we can in the
open country, among the rosemary- and
arbutus-shrubs. By so doing, we shall gain
in vigour of body and mind; we shall find
more of the true and the beautiful than In
any old musty books.

To-day we are giving the blackboard a
rest; it Is a holiday. We get up early, in
view of the contemplated expedition, so early
indeed that you will have to start without
your breakfast. Have no fear: when your
appetite comes, we will call a halt in the shade
and you shall find in my bag the usual viati-
cum, an apple and a piece of bread. The
month of ^iay Is near at hand; the Sisyphus
musthave appeared. What we have to do
now is to explore, at the foot of the mountain,
the lean meadows whei-e the flocks have been ;
we shall have to break with our fingers, one
by one, the cakes dropped by the Sheep and
baked by the sun, but still retaining a kernel
of crumb under their crust. There we shall
find the Sisyphus huddled, waiting for the
fresher windfall with which the evening
grazers will supply him.

Instructed In this secret, which I learnt
long ago from chance discoveries, little Paul
forthwith becomes a master in the art of
shelhng Sheep-droppings. F. displays such

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7,eal and such an instinct for the best morsels
that, after a very few halts, I am rich beyond
my fondest hopes. Behold me the proud own-
er of six couples of Sisyphi, an unprecedented
treasure, which I was far from expecting.

Tt will not be necessary to rear these in
the vivarium. A wire-gauze cover is
enough, with a bed of sand and a supply of
victuals to their liking. They are so small,
hardly the size of a cherry-stone! And so
curious in shape withal! Dumpy body; the
hinder end pointed; and very long legs,
resembling a Spider's when outspread: the
hind-legs are of inordinate length and curved,
which is most useful for clasping and
squeezing the pellet.

Pairing takes place about the beginning of
May, on the surface of the ground, amid
the remains of the cake on which the couple
have been feasting. Soon the time comes
for establishing the family. With equal zeal,
husband and wife alike take part in knead-
ing, carting and stowing away the bread for
the children. With the cleaver of the fore-
legs a morsel of the right size is cut from the
lump placed at their disposal. Father ar '
mother manipulate the piece together, giv';.„
it little pats, pressing it and fashioning it into
a ball as large as a big pea.

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As in the Sacred Beetle's workshop, the
mathematically round shape is obtained with-
out tj]c mechanical trick of rollinir the ball.
The frajrment is modelled into a sphere be-
fore it is moved, before it is even loosened
from Its support. Here again we have an
expert in geometry familiar with the form
that IS best adapted to make preserved food-
stuffs keep for a long time.

The pellet is soon ready. It must now,
by vigorous rolling, be made to acquire the
crust which will protect the crumb from too-
rapid evaporation. The mother, who can
be recognized by her slightly larger size,
harnesses herself in the place of honour, in
front. With her long hind-legs on the
ground and her fore-legs on the ball, she
hauls It towards her backwards. The father
pushes behind in the reverse position, head
downwards. It is precisely the same method
as the Sacred Beetle's, when working in twos
but with another object. The Sisvphus team'
convey a larva's dowry, whereas the big pill-
rollers trundle a banquet which the two
fortuitous partners will eat up underground.
The couple start, for no definite goal,
across such impediments as the ground may
present. These obstacles are impossible to
avoid m this backward march; and, if they

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were perceived, the Sisyphus would not try
to go round them, &j witness her obstinacy
in trying to climb the wirework of the cage.
This is an arduous and impracticable enter-
prise. Clawing the meshes of the gauze
with her hind-legs, the mother pulls the load
towards her; then, putting her fore-legs
round it, she holds it suspended. The
father, finding nothing to stand upon, clings
to the ball, encrusts himself in it, so to speak,
aJding his weight to that of the lump and
taking no further pains. The effort is too
great to last. The ball and its rider, form-
ing one mass, fall to the floor. The mother,
from above, looks for a moment in surprise
and forthwith drops down to recover the
load and renew her impossible attempt to
scale the side. After repeated falls, the
ascent is abandoned.

The carting on leve'. ground is not ef-
fected v/ithout impediment either. At every
moment, the load swerves on the mound
made by a bit of gravel ; and the team topple
over and kick about, with their bellies in the
air. This is a trifle, the veriest trifle. The
two pick themselves up and resume their
positions as cheerily as ever. These tumbles,
which so often fling the Sisyphus on his back,
cause him no concern ; one would even think

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^^^^ /^ey were sought for. After all, the
pill has to be matured, to receive consist-
ency. And, under these conditions, bumps,
blows, falls and jolts are all part of the
programme. This mad steeplechasing goes
on for hours.

At last the mother, regarding the work as
completed, goes off a little way in search of
a favourable site. The father mounts
guard, squatting on the treasure. If his
companion's absence be prolonged, he re-
lieves his boredom by spinning the ball
nimbly between his uplifted hind-legs. He
juggles after a fashion with the precious
pellet; he tests its perfection with the curved
branches of his compasses. To see him
friskmg in that jubilant attitude, who can
doubt his lively satisfaction as a pater-
familias assured of the future of his children.
"It's I," he seems to say, "it's I who
kneaded this round, soft loaf; it's I who
made this bread for my sons!"

And he lifts on high, for all to see, this
magnificent testimonial to his industry.
_ Meanwhile, the mother has selected the
site. A shallow pit is made, a mere begin-
ning of the projected burrow. The ball is
rolled near it. The father, that vigilant
guardian, does not let go, while the mother

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digs with her legs and forehead. Soon the
hollow is big enough to hold the pellet, the
sacred thing which she insists on having quite
close to her: she must feel it bobbing up
and down behind her, on her back, safe from
parasites, before she decides to go farther.
She is afraid of what might happen to the
little loaf if it were left on the threshold
of the burrow until the home was completed.
There are plenty of Aphodii and Midges to
grab it. One cannot be too careful.

The pellet therefore is inserted, half in
and half out of the partly-formed basin.
The mother, underneath, gets her legs round
it and pulls; the father, above, lets it down
gently and sees that the hole is not choked
up with falling earth. All goes well. The
digging is resumed and the descent continues,
always with the same caution, one of ihe
Sisyphi pulling the load, the other rcgulatmg
the drop and clearing away anythinj
might hinder the operation. A few n. >
efforts; and the ball disappears underg "
with the two miners. What follows^ tor
some time to come can be only a repetition
of what we have just seen. Let us wait half
a day or so.

If we have kept careful watch, we shall
see the father come up again to the surface

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by himself and crouch in the sanJ near the
burrow. Detained below by duties in which
her companion can be of no assistance to
her, the mother usually postpones her ap-
pearance till the morrow. At last she
shows herself. The father leaves the place
where he was snoozing and joins her. The
reunited couple go back to the heap of
victuals, refresh themselves and then cut out
another piece, on which again the two work
together, both as regards the modelling and
the carting and storing.

I am delighted with this conjugal fidelity.
That it is really the rule I dare not declare.
There must be flighty Beetles who, in the
hurly-burly under a spreading cake, forget
the first fair pastry-cook whom they helped
with her baking and devote themselves to
others, met by chance; there must be
temporary couples, who divorce each other
after producing a single pill. No matter:
the little that I have seen gives me a high
opinion ( f the Sisyphus' domestic habits.

Let us recapitulate these habits before
passing on to the contents of the burrow.
The father works just as hard as the mother
at extracting -nd modelling the lump that is
to constitute a larva's dowry; he shares in
the carting, even though he plays a secondary

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part- he keeps watch over the loaf when the
mother is absent looking for a spot at which
to d\g the burrow; he helps in the work of
excavation; he carries outside the rubbish
from the cavity; and lasdy, to crown these
good qualities, he is to a large extent faith-
ful to his spouse.

The Scarabsus displays some of these
characteristics. He readily helps in manipu-
lating the pill; when it has to be carted, he
takes his place in a team of two, one
pulling and one pushing. But let me repeat
that the motive of this mutual service is
selfishness: the two fellow-workers labour
and cart the lump only for their own
purpose. To them it is a gala cake and no-
thing more. In that part of her work
which concerns the family, the ScarabiEUS
mother has no assistant. Alone she rounds
her sphere, extracts it fro the pile, rolls it
backwards bv herself in the nead-downwards
posture adopted by the male of the Sisyphus
couple; alone she digs her burrow; alone she
stores away its contents. Heedless of the
laying mother and the brood, the other sex
does not assist at all in the exhausting task.
How different from the pigmy pill-roller!

It is time to inspect the burrow. A^ no
great depth, we find a tiny niche, just large

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enough to allow the mother to move around
her work. The smallness of the chamber
t.'lis us that the father cannot remain there
for long. When the studio is ready, he must
go away in order to leave the 'sculptress
room to turn. We have already seen him
commg back to the surface some time before
the mother.

The contents of the cellar consist of a
smgle pill, a masterpiece of plastic art. It
is a copy of the Sacred Beetle's pear on a
very much reduced scale, its smallness
makmg the polish of the surface and the
elegance of the cu.-ves all the more striking.
Its mam diameter varies between one-half
and three quarters of an inch. It is the most
artistic achievement of the Dung-beetle's art.
But this perfection is of brief duration.'
Soon the pretty pear is covered with knotty
excrescences, black and twisted, which dis-
figure it with their blotchy lumps. A part
of the surface, otherwise intact, disappears
beneath an amorphous mass of eruptions.
The origin of these ugly warts baffled me at
first. I suspected some fungous growth,
some Sphaeriacea, for instance, recognizable
by its black and pimply crust. The larva
showed me my mistake.

As usual, this is a grub bent into a hook
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and carrying on its back, a la';T;c pouch oi'
hump, tin- emblem of a reuuy cvacuator.
Like the Sacred Beetle's, indeed, it excels at
stopping up any accidental holes in its shell
with an instantaneous spray of stercoral
cement, of which it always keeps a supply in
its knapsack. It practises mtjreover an
art of vcrrniccUI-makinir which is unknown
to the pill-rollers, except the Broad-necked
Scarab, who however but seldom makes use

of it.

The larvic of the various Dunp-bcetles
employ their dip;estive residues for plaster-
ing their cell, whose dimensions lend them-
selves to this method of riddance, with-
out the necessity of opening temporary
windows through which to expel the ordure.
Whether because of insufficient space or for
other reasons which escape me, the Sisyphus-
larva, after allowing for the regulaaon coat-
ing of the interior, ejects the excess of its
products o- .side.

Let us keep a close eye on a pear whose
inmate is already growing fairly big.
Sooner or later we shall see that the surface
at one point is getting thinner and softer;
and then, through the frail screen, there is
a spurt of dark-green fluid, which subsides
with corkscrew evolutions. One more wart

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has been ♦■..ttncj. It will turn black as 1.
dries.

What has happened " The larva has
maile a temporary breach in the wall ot' its
shell; and "iroii^h tiie ventilator, which is
still covered with a thin veil, It has excreted
the supcrlluoiis cement which it was iinal)lc
to use ndoors. It has evacuated ..)ujrh
the wall. The window deliberate) ■■< .ned
in no way affects the safety of the ^rub, as
It IS at once closed and hermetically sealed
with the base of the spout, which is com-
pressed by a stroke of the trowel. With
a stopper so (luickly placed in position the
food will keep fresh however many holes
are made in the body of the pear. There is
no dantrer oi the dry air enterinj;.

The Sisyphus also seems to be aware of
the peril which later, in torrid weather,
would threaten her ''ny pear, buried at so
slight a depth. She a very errly arrival.
She works in April «nd May, when the
atmosphere is mild. In the first fortnit^^ht
of July, before the terrible dog-days have
arrived, her family burst their shells and go
in search of the heap that will furnish them
with board and lodging liuring the scorching
time of the year. Then comes the brief
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withdrawal underground for the winter
sleep, the awakening in spring and lastly, to
complete the cycle, the pill-rolling festival.

One more observation about the Sisyphus.
My six pairs under the wire-gauze cover
gave me fifty-seven inhabited pellets. This
census shows an average of over nine births
to each couple, a figure which the Sacred
Beetle is far fron-. reaching. To what cause
are we to attribute this flourishing brood;
I can see but one: the fact that the ma e
works as well as the mother. Family
burdens that would exceed the strength of
one are not too heavy when there are two
to bear them.

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CHAPTER XVI

THE LUNARY COPRIS; THE BISON
ONITIS

CMALLER than the Spanish Copris and
•^ less particular about a mild climate, the
Lunary Copris (C. lunaris, Lix.) will con-
firm what the Sisyphus has told us of the
part played by the father's collaboration in
the prosperity of the family. Our country
districts cannot show his match for oddity of
male attire. Like the other, he wears a
horn on his forehead; in addition, he has an
embattled promontory in the middle of his
corselet and a halberd-point and a deep,
crescent-shaped groove on his shoulders!
The climate of Provence and the niggardly
supply of food in a wilderness of thyme do
not suit him. He wants a country that is
less dry, with meadows where the patches of
cattle-dung will supply him with plenty of
provender.

Unable to reckon on the rare specimens
which we meet here from time to time, I have
stocked my insect-house with strangers sent

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from Tournon by my daughter Aglae.
When April comes, she conducts an in-
defatigable search at my request. Seldom
have so many Cow-claps been lifted with the
point of the sun-shade; seldom have delicate
fingers with so much J "Section broken the
cakes on the pastures, i thank the heroine
in the name of science !

Her zeal meets with due reward. I be-
come the proud possessor of six couples,
which are immediately installed in the insect-
house where the Spanish Copris used to work
last year. I serve up the national dish, the
superlative bun furnished by my neighbour's
Cow. There is not a sign of home-sickness
among the exiles, who bravely begin their
labours under the mysterious shelter of the

I make my first excavation m the middle
of June and am delighted with what my knife
gradually lays bare as it cuts up the soil m
thin slices. Each couple has dug Itself a
splendid vaulted room In the sand, more
spacious than any that the Sacred Beetle or
the Spanish Copris ever showed me and with
a bolder arch. The greatest breadth is fully
six inches; but the ceiling is very low, rising
to hardly two inches.

The contents correspond with the extrava-
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gant dimensions of the hall. They form a
dish worthy of the wedding of Camacho the
Kich, a cake as broad as one's hand, of no
great thickness and varying in outline I
have found them oval-shaped, kidney-shaped,
shaped hke a Starfish, with short, thick rays
and long and pointed, like a Cat's tongue.
Ihese minor details represent the pastry,
cook s fancies. The essential and constant
fact IS this: in the six bakeries of my insect-
house the sexes ire always both present be-
side the lump of paste, which, after being
kneaded according to rule, is now fermenting
and maturing, ^

What does this long cohabitation prove?
it proves that the father has taken part in
digging the cellar, in storing the victuals
gathered by separate armfuls on the
threshold of the door and in kneading all
the scraps into a single lump, which is more
likely to improve by keeping. Were he a
useless, idle mcubus, he would not stay there
he would go back to the surface. The
father therefore is a diligent fellow-worker.
His assistance even looks as if it ought to
extend farther still. We shall see.

Dear insects, my curiosity has disturbed
your housekeeping. But you were only
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ing, so to speak. Perhaps you may be able
to make good the damage which 1 have
wrought. Let us try. 1 will restore the
condition of the estallishment by supplying
fresh provisions. It is for you now to dig
new burrows, to carry down the wherewitha
to replace the cake of which I have robbed
you and afterwards to divide the lump, im-
proved by time, into rations suited to the
needs of your larvae. Will you do all this?

I hope so. c 1 1

My faith in the perseverance of the sorely-
tried couples is not disappointed. A month
later, in the middle of July, I venture on a
second inspection. The cellars have been
rebuilt, as spacious as at first Moreover
by this time they are padded with a sott
lining of dung on the floor and on a part of
the side-walls. The two sexes are still
there ; they will not separate until the rearing
Is completed. The father, who has less
family-affection, or perhaps is more timid,
tries t'o steal off by the back-way as the hght
enters the shattered dwelling; the mother,
squatting on her precious pellets, doe. not
budge. These pellets are oval-shaped
plums, very like those of the Spamsh Copns,
but not quite so large.

Knowing how few compose the latter s
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collection, I am greatly surprised at .he sight
that now meets my eyes. In a single cell,
I count seven or eight ovoids, standing one
against the other and lifting up their nippled
tops, each with its hatching-chamber. Not-
withstanding its size, the hall is cram-full;
there is hardly room left for the two guard-
ians to move about. It may be compared
with a bird's nest containing its eggs and no
empty spaces.

The comparison -s inevitable. What in-
deed are the Copris' pills but eggs of another
sort, in which the nutritive mass of the white
and the yolk is replaced by a pot of preserved
foodstuffs? Here the Dung-beetles rival the
birds and even surpass them. Instead of
producing from within themselves, merely
by the rnysterious processes of nature, that
which will provide for the later growth
of their young, they are actively and
openly industrious and by dint of their
own sicill provide food for their grubs,
which will achieve the adult form with-
out other assistance. They know nothing
of the long and tortuous process of in-
cubation; the sun is their incubator. They
have not the continual worry of prov! 'y
food, for they prepare this in advance .d
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leave the nest. Their watch is incessant.
Father and mother, those vigilant guardians,
do not quit the house until the family is lit
to sally forth.

The father's usefulness is manifest so long
as there is a house to dig and wealth to
amass; it is less evident when the mother is
cutting up her loaf into rations, shaping her
ovoids, polishing them and watching over
them. Can it be that the cavalier also takes
part in this delicate task, which would rather
seem to be a feminine monopoly? Is he
able, with his sharp leg, to slice up the cake,
to remove from it the requisite quantity for
a larva's sustenance and to round the piece
into a sphere, thus shortening the work,
which could be revised and perfected by the
mother? Does he know the art of stopping
up chinks, of repairing breaches, of soldering
slits, of scraping pellets and clearing them
of any dangerous vegetable matter? Does
he show the brood the same attentions which
the mother lavishes by herself in the burrows
of the Spanish Copris? Here the two sexes
are together Do they both take part in
bringing up me family?

I tried to obtain an answer by installing
a couple of Lunary Copres in a glass jar
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abled me readily and quickly to produce light
or darkness. When suddenly surprised, the
male was perched upon the pellets almost as
often as the female; but, whereas the mother
would frequently go on with her ticklish
nursery-work, polishing the pellets with the
Hat of her leg and feeling and sounding them,
the father, more cowardly and less engrossed
in his duties, would drop down as soon as
the dayhght was admitted and run away to
hide in some corner of the heap. There
is no way of seeing him at work, so quick is
ne to shun the unwelcome light.

Still, though he refused to display his
talents on my behalf, his very presence on
the top of the ovoids betrays them. Not
tor nothing was he in that uncomfortable
attitude, so ill-adapted to an idler's slumbers
He was then watching like his companion,
touching up the damaged parts, listening
through the walls of the shells to find out
how the youngsters were progressing. The
little that I saw assures me that the father
almost rivals the mother in domestic solici-
tude until the family is finally e ancl^ated.
Ihe ottspring gain in numb, s by this
paternal devotion. In the Spanish Copris'
mansion, where the mother alone resides, we
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three, sometimes only one. In th:t o: the
Lunary Copris, where the two sexes cohabit
and help each other, we count as many as
eight, twice the largest population of the
other. The hard-working father enjoys a
magnificent proof of his influence upon the
fate of che household.

Apart from labour in common, this
prosperity demands another condition with-
out 'which the zeal 'f the couple would be
inettectual. Before everythin ', if you want
a big family you must have enough to teed
it on Remember the victualling-methods
of the Copris-tnbe generally. They do not,
like the pill-rollers, go gathering here and
there a booty which is rounded into a ball and
subsequently rolled to the burrow; they settle
immediately underneath the heap which they
find and there, without leaving the threshold
of the housf, carve themselves slices which
they carry down singly to their store until
they have collected enough. ^ .

The Spanish Copris, at least in my neigh-
bourhood, handles the product of the Sheep.
It is of high quality, but not plentiful, even
when the purveyor's intestines are in their
most generous mood. The whole of it,
therefore, is stuffed away in the cavern and
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kept underground by family-cares, even
though there be but one youngster to attend
to. The niggardly morsel as a rule supplies
material only for two or three larvae. Con-
sequently the family is a small one, through
the difficulty in procuring provisions.

The Lunary Copris works under different
conditions. His part of the countrv pro-
yides the Cow-clap, that rich patch of dung
in which the insect finds inexhaustible sup-
plies of the food needed by a flourishing off-
sprmg. This prosperity is assisted by ths;
size of the abode, vvhose ceiling, with its
exceptional breadth, is able to shelter a
number of pilis that would never fit into the
Spanish Copris' much less roomy burrow.

For lack of space at home and of a well-
furnished flour-bin, the latter restricts the
number of her children, which is sometimes
reduced to one. Can this be due to im-
potence of the ovaries? No. I have
shown in an earlier chapter that, given free
scope and a well-spread table, the mother
is capable of producing twice her usual family
and more. I described how for the three
or four ovoids I substituted a loaf kneaded
with my paper-knife. By means of this
artifice, which increased the space in the
narrow enc'osure of the jar and provided

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fresh materials for moJelling, 1 obtained
from the mother a farr.ily of seven in all.
It was a magnificent resuh, but far inferior
to that derived from the following expen-
ment, which was better managed.

This time, I take away the pellets as they
are formed, all but one, so as not to dis-
courage the mother by my kidnapping. If
she found nothing at all left of h.r previous
products, she might perhaps weary of her
fruitless labour. When the main loaf, of
her constructing, has all been used, I replace
it with another, made by myself. I go on
doing this, removing the ovoid that has just
been completed and renewing the finished
lump of food until the insert refuses to ac-
cept any more. For five or six weeks, the
sorely-tried mother never loses her patience
and each time begins all over again and
perseveringly restocks her empty nursery.
At last the dog-days arrive, the brutal season
which arrests all life by 'ts excessive heat and
dryness. My loaves, however carefully
made, are scorned. The mother, overcome
with torpor, refuses to work. She buries
herself in the sand, at the foot of the last
pellet, and there, motionless, awaits the
liberating September rain. The indefati-
gable creature has bequeathed me thirteen

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ovoids. each modelled to perfection, each
supp led with an egg; thirteen, a number un-
paralleled m the Copris' annals; thirteen,
ten more than the normal laying.

T' • proof Is established: if the horned
Dung-beetle strictly limits her family, it is
not through penury of the ovaries, but
through fear of famine.

Is it not thus that things happens In our
country, which, the statisticians tell us, is
threatened with depopulation? The cV ,
the artisan, the civil servant, the workman,'
the small shopkeeper are a daily-increasing
multitude with us; and all of them, having
hardly enough to live upon, refrain as far
as possible from adding to the numbers
gathered around their ill-furnished table
W hen bread is short, the Copris Is not
wrong m becoming almost a celibate. Why
^ould we cast a stone at his imitators?
Ihe motive is one of prudence on either
side. It ,s better to live alone than sur-
rounded by hungry mouths. The man who
teels strong enough to struggle with poverty
tor himself shrinks in dismay from the
poverty of a crowded home.

In the good old days, the tiller of the soil,
the peasant, the backbone of thr nation,
found that a numerous family added to his

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wealth. All used to work and bring their
bit of bread to the frugal repast. While
the eldest drove the team afield, the young-
est, clad in his first pair of breeches, took
the brood of Ducklings to the pond.

Jhesc patriarchal ways are becoming rare.
Progress sees to that. Of course, it is an
enviable thing to scorch along on a bicycle,
working your legs up and down like a dis-
tracted Spider; but there is a reverse to the
medal: progress brings luxury, but creates
expensive tastes. In my village, the com-
monest factory-girl, earning her tenpence a
day, sports on a Sunday sleeves puffed at the
shoulders and feathers ii. h.r hat hke the
fine ladies'; she has a sunshade w* ' an ivory
handle, a padded chignon, patent-leather
shoes, with open-work stockings and lace
flounces. O Goose-girl, I in my short Imen
jacket dare not look at you as you pass my
door on your Sunday parade along the high-
road! You make me feel too small with
your smart raiment.

The young men, on the other hand, are
assiduous frequenters of the cafe, which
is much more luxurious than the old-
fashioned pothouse. Here they find ver-
ier Fabre'. own youthful experience*, in Tht Life of
Fly: chip, vii.— Translator's Note.

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mouth bitter, absinthe, amer Picon, in short
^c whole collection of stupefying drugs

humble and the so.l too stubborn. Since the
receipts no longer come up to the expenses
they leave the h ,d for the town, which

making Alas saving is no more practl
cable ehere than here I The workshop,

Ln /h ^ '^\*'°'n'' ""'^'^ * '"^^ "o richer
than the plough. But it is too late : you have

made your bed; and you remain a poverty-

stricken townsman, in terror of paternity.

is bv d JT'^I' ^"'^ g^^g'-^Phical position,
IS mvaded by a host of cosmopolitans, shark
and sharpers of every sort. Long ago, it

ZL T-'' '}' fa-roving PhLicians;
the peace-lovmg Greeks, who brought us the
alphabet, the vine and the olive tree; the
Romans, those harsK rulers, who handed
down to us barbarities very difficult to eradi-
cate. Swooping on this rich prey came the
Cymn, the Teutons, the Vandals, the Goths,
the Huns, the Burgundians, the Suevi, the
Alani. the Franks, the Saracens, hordes
driven hither by every wind that blows.
And all this heterogeneous mixture was

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melted down and absorbed by the Gallic

nation.

To-day the foreigner is stealthily making
his way into our midst. We are threatened
with a second barbarian invasion, peaceful,
it is true, but yet disturbing. Will our
language, so clear and so harmonious, be-
come an obscure jargon, harsh with exotic
gutturals? Will our generous character be
dishonoured by rapacious hucksters? Will
the land of our fathers cease to be a country
and become a caravanserai ? There is a fear
of it, unless the old Gallic blood runs swift
and strong once more and engulfs the stream
of invaders.

Let us hope that it may be so and let us
listen to what the horned Dung-beetle has
to teach us. A large family demands food.
But progress brings new needs, which cost
much to satisfy; and our revenues are far
from increasing at the same rate. When
men have not enough for six or five or four,
they are content to live as a family of three
or two, or even to remain single. Guided
by such principles as these, a nation, in its
successive stages of progress, is on the road
to suicide.

Let us go back then to where we were,
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some fruits of a hot-house civilization,
honour rusfc frugality once again and re-
main on the land, where we shall find the soil
bountiful enough to satisfy us if we moderate

fZtT' • J^'" '"^ "°' ^'" ^hen will the
family flourish once more; then will the
peasant, delivered from the town and its
temptations, be our salvation

thJ^-fl^'"f ^""g-beetle that has shown me
he gift of paternal instinct is likewise a
stranger He comes to me from near
Montpelher. He is the Bison Onitis, or,
according to others, the Bison Bubas Tak
ing no interest in nomenclative subtleties, I
shall not choose between the two generic

tion of Bison, which has the sound which
Linnaeus wanted. I made his acquaintance
many years ago in the country around
Ajacc.o,> among the saffrons and cyclamens
that bloom so sweetly under the shade of
the myrtles. Come hither and let me admire
you yet once again, O beauteous insect!
lou recall my youthful enthusiasm on the
shores of the glorious gulf, so rich in shell-
fish, f^ar was I from suspecting at the time

^ For the author's stay at Aiarrm „.v,«,.. u

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that it would one day fall to my share to
sing your praises! I have not seen you
since. Welcome to my vivarium! And
now tell us something about yourself.

You are a sturdy little chap, short-legged
and packed into a solid rectangle, a sign of
strength. On your head you wear two
abbreviated horns, curved hke a Steer's; and
you prolong your corselet into a blunt fore-
head adorned with two pretty dimples, one
on the right and one on the left. Your
general appearance and your male finer^
make you a near neighbour of th'* coprinary
group. The entomologists, in f , class you
immediately after the Copres and a long way
from the Geotrupes. Does your trade tally
with the place which the systematists allot to
you? What can you do?

In common with others, I admire the
classifier who, studying the mouth, the legs
and the antenns in the dead insect, is some-
times happy in his grouping and able, for
instance, to include in the same family the
Scarab and the Sisyphus, who differ so
greatly in appearance and so little in habits.
Yet this method, which ignores the higher
manifestations of life in order to pore over
the smallest details of the corpse, too often
misleads us as to the insect's "^al talent,

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to the Copris in stnZ, u' ■ though akin
the Geot/upeVyrtd^^^-^ 7^ "f^
he packs sausages in a cvl L ' - "''

hke them again he has th? . "' ."'""^^'
r inspect my one n 1^ -P'^f ""^ '"^^'"'^t-
June. Un 1e7a p eS' ' '", '^' "^'^^^^ °^
theSheepisaoprnl r ^''^ P^'^^''^^^ by
breadth V'a-^^:7::t'^^^^^^^^^^ ^"^er's.

;ts length and runnin^g some^^t°"^\'"'
down. The botfnm r l- "'"^ '"^hes

out into fiye different .al ' "'"u ^^^"^^^^^

rounded J.^'tijj; :„/t,:i r^iTt} '"

chamber scooped ouf of "r .1 , "^"^hi"S-
This chambeTIs all ' " t '7" '"'i-
with a semifluid w 'sh Th; ""'• "''"^''
white and comparatively Jrt a'ff, I °"''
=>mong Dung-beetles. In shon the r' ^ '
rustic work is a „.,„ i ' '"'^ Bison's

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craftsmanship, skilled in the modelling of
pears, gourds, balls and ovoids. Once
again, be careful how you judge animals,
any more than men, by appearances. The
structure gives us no idea of the insect's all-
round abilit)'.

I surprise the couple at the cross-roads
where the five blind-alleys, the sausages,
start. The intrusion of the light has
frightened them into immobility. Before
the disturbance caused by my excavations,
what were the two faithful partners doing
at this spot? They were wc hing over the
five cells, ramming down the last column of
provisions, completing it with new contribu-
tions of material, brought down from above
and taken from the heap that forms a cover
to the shaft. They were perhaps preparing
to dig a sixth chamber, if not more, and to
stock it like the others. I realize at any
rate that there must be many ascents from the
bottom of the pit to the rich warehouse on
the surface, whence the bundles of material
are carried down in the legs of the one to be
methodically pressed on top of the egg by the
other.

The shaft indeed is open throughout its
length. Moreover, to prevent the crumb-
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frequent journeys, the sides are plastered
^ith stucco from end to end. This coat

s made ot the same material as the puddings
'hi" T'' '^'" ' ^^^-^"fy-fiffh of an inch
thick It IS continuous and fairly even, with-
out having too elaborate a finish. It keeps
the surrounding earth in place, so much so
that b,g fragments of the tunnel can be re-
moved without losing their shape

fronts of the buildings are coated with Cow-
dung, which, after drying in the summer sun,
becomes the winter fuel. The Bison knows
this pastoral method, but practises it with
another object: he hangs his house " '
manure to keep it from crumbling. Ti.c
father might well be entrusted with this work
in the intervals of rest which the mother
leaves him while she is busy in the ticklish
work of making her pudding layer by layer.
Ihe Geotrupes, by way of yet another In-
dustnal resemblance, has already shown us
a similar consolidating-plaster. Hers it is
true, is less regular and less complete '

Af^er being ousted by my curiositv. the

Bison couple set to work again and, bv the

. :ddle oi July, supplied me with three more

puddings, making a total of eight. This

time, I find my two captives dead, one on the

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surface, the other in the ground. Can it be
an accident ? Or is it not more likely that the
Bison constitutes an exception to the long-
evity of the Scarabs, Copres and others, who
behold their offspring and even fly away to
their second wedding in the following spring.

I incline to the belief that we come back
here to the general insect law of a short life
deprived of the chief joy of parenthood, the
sight of one's children, for no regrettable
incident happened, so far as I know, in the
vivarium. If I am right in my conjectures,
why does the Bison, though a near kinsman
of the Copris, who attains a green old age,
die so quickly, like the common herd, once
the future of his family is assured? Here
again we have an unsolved mystery.

A rapid sketcl of the larva is preferable
to long descriptions of its jaws and palpi,
which make dull reading. I shall have said
enough, I think, on the subject if I mention
that it is bent into a crook, that it carries a
knapsack on its back, that it Is a quick
evacuator and that it is clever at stopping
up any cracks in the dwelling: characteristici
and talents which are a general rule amono"
the Dung-beetles. In August, when t'o
pudding has been consumed in the middle
and has oecome something of a ruin, the

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cavity by means of a sphericil e^rL r

wfilrKi <u I *H"'-'^'cai enclosure, ot

which he mortar-bag supplies the materials

with that whichT; Bu"l1 Sn^h ^haTufra^
already shown us. Little nodes^ arranged
n concentnc mes and alternating like ?he

o Pote' Eal ''fV"' ^'^^^^ '^«- P«'
to pole. Lach of them must corresoond

with a stroke of the trowel putting tT load

whaT it^'waf '^"" ?f ^°"^'^ -^ kno-
7h. u- u ; T'" '''°"^^ ^^^^ the thing for
^he chiselled kernel of some tropical )rult.
^ sort of rough pericarp completes the
llusion. It ,s the rind of the pudding which
surrounds the central jewel but is easi y e-
moved just as the husk separates from' the
nut. \\hen we have done the shelling, we
are quite surprised to find this spited d
kernel under its rustic wrapper.

Such IS the chamber built with a view to
the metamorphosis. The larva spends the
winter there in a state of torpor. ^ hop d
to obtain the adult insect in the spring To
my great surprise, the larval stage continued
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therefore, for the nymph to make its appear-
ance.

This slowness in maturing surprises me.
Can it be the rule in the open fields? I
think so, for in the confinement of my insect-
house nothing happened, to my knowledge,
that would occasion this delay. I therefore
enter the result of my manoeuvres without
any fear of making a mistake: lying lifeless
in its elegant and solid casket, the larva of
the Bison Onitis takes twelve months to
develop into a nymph, whereas those of the
other Dung-beetles effect their transforma-
tion in a few weeks. As to stating or even
suspecting the cause of this strange larval
longevity, these are points which must be left
in the limbo of the unexplained.

Softened by the September rains, the
stercoral shell, until now as hard as a plum-
stone, yields to the hermit's thrust; and the
adult Beetle comes up into the light of day
to lead a life of revelry so long as the mild
atmosphere of the last days of summer
permits. When the first cold weather
sets in, he retires to his winter quarters
underground and reappears in the spring to
begin the cycle of life all over again.

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gEGUX to-day and dropped to-morrow,
taken up again later and again aband-
oned, according to the chances of the
day, the study of instinct makes but halting
progress. The changing seasons brings un-
^yeIcome delays, forcing the observer to wait
till the following year or even longer for the
answer to his eager questions. Moreover,
the problem often crops up unexpectedly, as
the result of some casual incident of slight
mterest in itself, and it comes in a form so
vague that it gives little basis for precise in-
vestigation. How can one investigate what
has not yet been suspected? We have no
facts to go upon and are consequently unable
to tackle the problem frankly.

To collect these facts by fragments, to
subject t^ose fragments to varied tests in
order to try their value, to make them into
a sheaf of rays lighting up the darkness of
the unknown and gradually causing it to
emerge: all this demands a long space of

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time, especially as the favourable periods are
brief. Years elapse; and then very often
the perfect solution has not appeared.
There are always gaps in our sheaf of light;
and always behind the mysteries which the
rays have penetrated stand others, still
shrouded in darkness.

I ari perfectly aware that it would be
preferable to avoid repetitions and to give
a complete story every time; but, in th;^
domain of instinct, who can claim a harvest
that leaves no grain for other gleaners?
Sometimes the handful of corn left on the
field is of more importance than the reaper's
sheaves. If we had to wait until we knew
every detail of the question studied, no one
w^ould venture to write the little that he
knows. PVom time to time^ a few truths are
revealed, tiny pieces of the vast mosaic of
things. Better to divulge the discovery,
however humble it be. Others will come
who, also gathering a few fragments, will
assemble the whole into a picture ever grow-
ing larger but ever notched by the unknown.

And then the burden of years forbids me
to entertain long hopes. Distrustful of the
morrow, I write from day to day, as I
make m.y observations. This method, one
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results in the reopening of old subjects, when
new investigations throw light within and en-
able me to complete or it may be to modify
the hrst text. ^

Years ago, I obtained a few noteworthy
particulars about the Onthophagi, thanks to
a very rough and ready method of rearing
a few of them jumbled up with other Jeetles
in whom I was more interested. One ( i the
earlier volumes gives a rapid sketch of
them.; The results, hurriedly and almost
fortuitously aujuired, inspired me with a
wish to observe systematically and closely
the habits, industry and development of an
insect which I had already introduced to the
reader in too summary a fashion. Let us
speak once more of the Onthophagi, that
nation of little horned dung-worshippers.

Lately, I have reared the following
species, according as I chanced to pick them
up: Onthophagus taurus, Linn., O. vacca
Linn., O. furcatus, Fabr., O. SchrebcrL
Linn., O nuchkorms, Linn., O. lemur,
i^ABR. There has been no choice on my
part; I accept all that present themselves

volum^^ n^^h^';- °^ ^""^ ^'"^"* ^."^^ appeared in the fifth
lour^ rh.l^ i;«tT«,r, r„tnmolo^ir,ues: this and the fol-
lowing chapter formed part of the tenth and last volume.
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in sufficient numbers. The first especially
abound. I am delighted, for the Bull
Onthophagus is the chief of the clan. There
is none to equal him, if not in dress, for this
may be a richer copper in the others, at least
in the handsome horns which are the
masculine prerogative. He will be the
object of special attention in my menagerie.
For the rest, as what he teaches me is re-
peated elsewhere without noteworthy varia-
tions, his history will be that of the whole
tribe.

I capture him, as well as the others, in the
course of May. At this period of genetic
awakening, I find them swarming very busily
under the Sheep-droppings, not those which
are moulded into olives and scattered in
trails, but those which are ejected in slabs
of some size. T'l.c fii'st are too dry and too
scanty and the Onthophagus thinks nothing
of them; the second are goodly messes and
he works them in preference to any other
material.

The Mule's copious heap is also largely
utilized; but it is very stringy and, though
the Beetle finds plenty in it for his own feasts,
he very seldom uses it for his offspring.
Where the nests are concerned, the Sheep
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plastic product at once attracts the custom of
the Onthophagi, who are just as dainty
epicures as the Sacred Beetle, the Copris or
the Sisyphus. If, however, the ovine pot-
tage be lacking, they fall back upon the
coarser lump of the Mule, with the aid of a
scrupulous selection.

There is no difficulty about bringing up
Onthophagi. A spaHous vivarium that
lends Itself to frolicsome sports is not necess-
ary here: it would even be inconvenient and
would not favour close observation, because
of the tumult prevailing in a numerous and
varied crowd. I prefer a number of
separate establishments, simpler and smaller,
which I can carry into my private work-
room. They will lend themselves better to
assiduous inspection, without putting me to
the trouble of digging. What receptacles
shall I choose?

_ There are certain glass pots fitted with a
tin lid which you screw over their mouths.
1 hey are used for honey, preserved fruits,
jam, jelly and similar products dear to the
heart of matcrfamilias when the winter
scarcity sets in. I procure a dozen of these
by clearing the cupboard in which the pre-
serves are kept. They hold, on the average,
about a pint and three-quarters.

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Half-filled with fresh sand and suppUed in
addition with provisions obtained from the
Sheep's pastry-shop, each jar receives its
share of Onthophagi, of separate species and
with both sexes present. When the glass
houses are used up and the population be-
comes too dense, I resort to ordinary
flower-pots, furnished according to rule and
closed with a pane of glass. The whole
collection is arranged on my large labora-
tory-table. My captives are satisfied with
their installation, which provides them with
a mild temperature, a nicely-shaded light and
first-class fare.

What more is needed to complete the
Dung-beetles' happiness? Nothing but the
raptures of pairing. They indulge in these
freely. Interned in the second half of May,
with not a thought to the new state of things
which puts a stop to their frolics among the
thyme, eagerly they seek one another out,
make their overtures and group themselves

in couples.

This is an excellent occasion to find the
reply to a primary question: do theOntho-
phagus father and mother work in con-
junction when looking after the brood; have
they a permanent household, similar to that
which we have s.cn in the Geotrupes, the

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Sisyphus and the Minotaur; ^ or is the
mating followed by a sudden and definite
rupture? The Bull Onthophagus shall tell

US-

I elicately transfer two insects in the act
oi . oupling and establish them in another,
separate jar, provided with victuals and
fresh sand. The moving is performed
safely; the entwined pair remain united. A
quarter of an hour afterwards, they
separate; the great job is finished. The
food is close at hand. They refresh them-
selves for a moment; and then each, with-
out bothering in the least about the other,
digs his burrow and buries himself in
solitude.

A week or so passes. The male re-
appears on the surface; he is restless, he
makes desperate efforts to climb out; the
relations are done, quite done; he wants to
get away. By and by, the female comes
up in her turn; she tries the nearest cake,
picks the best of it and takes it underground.
She is building her nest. As to her com-
panion, he does not even notice what is
happening: these things do not concern him.

The other captives, of no matter what

1 Cf. The Life and Love of the Insect: chap, x.-
lator's Note.

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species, when consulted in the same manner,
give the same reply. The Onthophagus
tribe knows nothing of household ties.

In what respect are thos*^ who know them
and who observe them so .aithfully any the
better off? I do not quite see; or, to be
more candid, I do not see at all. If, in the
case of the Geotrupes, I see in the bulky
pudding some slight excuse for the collabora-
tion of the father, who is a valuable assistant
in the fabrication of this kind of preserve,
and if, in that of the Minotaur, the im-
n^.cnsely deep well might suggest to me the
need for the trident-wearing helper, who
shoots out the rubbish while the mother
goes on digging, I should still be without an
explanation when I came to the Sisyphus, who
is very economical both in provisions and m
the labour of excavation and requires no help
with either. I will not deny that, in this last
case, the male is of some use, watching over
the pill, lending occasional help and en-
couraging the female with his presence; but,
after all, the part which he plays as a
collaborator is a very secondary one and the
mother, one would say, could do without any
assistance, as is the rule among the Scara-
baei. Here, besides, we have the Bull
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Sisyphus; and this dwarf, unacquainted with
a partnership that would increase her powers
twofold, fulfils a task which is almost
equivalent to that of the Beetles who roll
their pills in doi'-'e harness.

Then how talents and industries

distributed? If we go on accumulating fact
upon fact, observation upon observation,
shall we ever come to know? I venture to
doubt it.

I have friends who sometimes say to me:
" Now that you have collected such a mass
of details, you ought to follow up analysis
with synthesis and promulgate a comprehen-
sive theory of the origin of instincts."

There's a rash proposal for you! Be-
cause I have turned over a few grains of
sand on the sea-shore, am I qualified to talk
about the ocean depths? Life has Its un-
fathomable secrets. Human knowledge will
be struck off the world's records before we
know all that Is to be said about a Gnat.

Equally obscure is the question of nest-
building. By a nest we understand any
residence constructed purposely to receive
the eggs and to protect the development of
the young. The Bees and Wasps excel in
the art. They know how to make cabins out
of cotton-stuffs, wax, leaves or resin; they

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build turrets of day and domes of masonry;
they nould earthenware urns. The Spiders
vie with them. Remember the flying-
machines, the rose-patterned paraboloids of
certain Epeirae; the globular bag of the
Lycosa; the Labyrinth Spider's cloisters with
their Gothic arches; the Clotho Spider's tent
and lentiform pockets.^

The Locust makes pits surmounted by a
frothy chimney; the Mantis whips her glair
into a frothy mass.^ The Fly and the
Butterfly, on the other iiand, know nothing
of these fond attentions: they limit them-
selv^es to laying theii eggs at spots where
the young can find board and lodging for
themselves.^ The Beetle also is generally
extremely ignorant of the finer points of nest-
building. By a very singular exception, the
Dung-beetles, alone among the immense host
of wearers of armoured wing-cases, have a
special art of rearing, a system of upbringing
which can bear comparison with that of the

1 For the Epeirae, or Garden Spiders, the Lycosa, or
Black-bellied Tarantula, and the Labyrinth and Clotho
Spiders, cf. The Life of the Spider, by J. Henri Fabre,
translated by Alexander Teixeira de Mattos: passim.—
Translator's Note.

2 Cf. The Life of the Grasshopper: chaps, viii., ix., xvi.
and xvii. — Translator's Note.

3 Cf. The Life of the Fly and The Life of the Cater-
pillar: passim. — Translator's Note.

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most gifted insects. How did they come bv
this industry? '

Venturesome minds, deluded by the
greatly daring theorists, tell us that the
science of the future, rich in evidence drawn
from the mysteries of hbre and cell, will
draw up an affiliation-table in which the
animal kingdom will be classified so that the
place occupied by a creature shall inform us
of its instincts, without any need of pre-
liminary observation. We shall determine
the aptitudes by means of learned formula?,
even as numbers are determined by their
logarithms. It is most impressive; but be-
ware: we are dealing with Dung-beetles;
let us consult t! em before we draw up the
logarithmic table of instincts. The Ontho-
phagus is related to the Copris, the Scarab
and the Sisyphus, all of whom are versed
in the art of making shapely pellets. Let
us try to tell beforehand, according to the
place which she occupies in the insect-table,
going merely by the formula, what she is
able to do in the way of nest-building.

She is small, I agree; but littleness does
not diminish talent in the least, as witness
the Titmouse with his pendulous nest, the
Wren and the Canary, who, although "mong
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comparable artists. The near kinswomen of
the Onthophagus excel in making beautiful
ovoids and pear-shaped gourds. She her-
self, so tiny and so precise, ought to do even
better.

Well, the table deceives us, the formula
lies: the Onthophagus is a very indifferent
artist; her nest is a rudimentary piece of
work, hardly fit to be acknowledged. I
obtain it in profusion from the six species
which I have brought up in my jars and
flower-pots. The Bull Onthophagus alone
provides me with nearly a hundred; and I
find no two precisely alike, as pieces should
be that come from the same mould and the
same workshop.

To this lack of exact similarity, we must
add inaccu'^acy ot shape, now more, now less
accentuated. It is easy, however, to re-
cognize among the bulk the pattern upon
which the clumsy nest-builder works. It is
a sack shaped like a thimble and standing
erect, with the spherical thimble-end at the
bottom and the circular opening at the top.

Sometimes, the insect establishes itself in
the central region of my apparatus, in the
heart of the earthy mass; then, the resist-
ance being the same in every direction, the
sack-like shape is pretty accurate. But,

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generally, the Onthophagus prefers a solid
basis to a dusty support and builds on the
walls of the jar, especially on the bottom.
VV hen the support is vertical, the sack is a
longitudinal section of a short cylinder, with
the smooth flat surface against the glass and
a rugged convexity every elsewhere. If the
support be horizontal, as is most frequently
the case, the cabin is a sort of undecided oval
lozenge, flat at the bottom, bulging and
valdted at the top. To the general in-
accuracy of these contorted shapes, regulated
by no very definite pattern, ^ve must add the
coarseness of the surfaces, all of which, with
the exception of the parts touching the glass,
are covered with a crust of sand.

The manner of procedure explains this un-
couth exterior. As laying-time draws nigh,
the Onthophagus bores a cylindrical pit and
descends underground to a moderate depth.
Here, working with her forehead, her chin
and her fore-legs, which are toothed like a
rake, she forces back and heaps around her
the materials which she has moved, so as to
obtain as best she may a nest of suitable size.
The next thing Is to cement the crumbling
walls of the cavity. The insect climbs back
to the surface by way of its pit; it gathers on
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the cake whereunder it has elected to set up
house; it goes down again w'th its burden,
which it spreads and presses upon the sandy
wall. Thus it produces a concrete casing,
the gravel of which is supplied by the wall
itself and the cement by the produce of the
Sheep. After a few trips and repeated
strokes of the trowel, the pit is plastered
on every side; the walls, encrusted all over
with grains of sand, are no longer liable to
give way.

The cabin is ready: it now wants only a
tenant and stores. First, a large free space
is made at the bottom: the hatching-chamber,
where the egg is laid on the wall. Next
comes the collecting of the provisions in-
tended for the grub, a collecting done with
scrupulous care. Recently, when building,
the insect worked upon the outside of the
doughy mass and took no notice of the
earthy blemishes. Now, it penetrates to the
very centre of the lump, through a gallery
that looks as though it were made with a
punch. When trying a cheese, the buyer
employs a scoop, the hollow, cylindrical
taster which is driven well in and pulled out
with a sample taken from the middle of the
cheese. The Onthophagus, when collecting
for her grub, goes to work as though

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equipped with one of these tasters. She
bores an exactly round hole into the piece
which she .s exploiting; she goes straight to
the middle, where the material, not being
exposed to the contact of the air, has ker^
more savoury and pliable. Here and here
alone are gathered the armfuls which, gradu-
ally stovved away, kneaded and heaped up to
the requisite extent, fill the sack to the fop
l.astly, a pi.-g of the same mortar, the sides
of which are made partly of sand and partly
of stercord cement, roughly closes the cell
in such a way that an external inspection does
back "^ °"^ ^° distinguish front from

To judge of the work and its merit we
must open it. A large empty space, oval in
shape, occupies the rear end. This is ^he
birth-chamber, huge in dimensions compared
with Its contents, the egg fixed on the wall
sometimes at the bottom of the cell and
sometimes on the side. This egg is a tiny
white cylinder, rounded at each end and
measuring a millimetre' in length imme-
diately alter it is laid. With no other sup-
port than the spot on which the oviduct has
planted it, it stands on its hinder end and pro-
jects into space.

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A more or less entjuiring glance is quite
surprised to find so snail a germ contained
in so large a box. What does the tiny egg
want with all that space? When carefully
examined within, the walls of the chamber
suggest another question. They are coated
with a fine greenish pap, semifluid and shiny,
the appearance of which does not agree with
either the external or internal aspect of the
lump from which the insect has extracted its
materials. A similar lime-wash is observed
in the nest which the Scarab, the Copris, the
Sisyphus, the Geotrupes and other makers of
stercoraceous preserves contrive in the very
heart of the provisions, to receive the egg;
but nowhere have T seen it so plentiful, in
proportion, as in the hatching-chamber of the
Onthophagus. Long puzzled by this brothy
wash, of which the Sacred Beetle provided
me with the first instance, 1 at one time took
the thing for a layer of moisture mg from
the bulk of the victuals and collecting on the
surface of the enclosure without other effort
than capillary action. That was the^ in-
terpretation which I accepted in various
passages relating to this varnish.

I was wrong. The truth is something
much more remarkable. To-day, better-in-
formed by the Onthophagus, I reopen the

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question: is this lime-wash, this semifluid
cream, the result of a natural oozinjr, or is it
the product oi maternal foresight ^ A
simple and conclusive experiment will give
us the ansv.er I ought to have made it at
he outset. I d.d not think of it, because
the simple ,s usually the last thing that we
cal to our a.d Mere is the experiment.

I pack a little glass jar, the size of a Hen's
egg, with Sheep-dung as emploved by the
Onthophagus. With a glass rod, vhich

I cvlln 1 ^"i ''''^ '"^r^ impression, I make
a cylmdncal c.v.ty m the heap about an inch
deep. After withdrawing the rod, I cover

tA '"'^ ^ '''^ "^ '^' ''^' ^"^terial;

and I protect the whole against desiccation
by means of an hermetically closed lid It
•s the Sacred Beetle's pear, with its hatching,
chamber, on a larger scale; it ' the Ontho-
Phagus thimble, enormously exaggerated
I may say that, after the withdrawal of the
g ass rod the surface of the cavity is a dull,
greenish black, w.th not a trace of extra'
vasated shmy moisture. If an oozing by
capillary action really takes place, the semi-
Huid varn sh will appear: if nothing of the
kind should occur, the surface will remain

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illary sweating to take eftect, if such a pro-
cess there be. Then I examine the cavity.
There is no shiny wash on the walls; they
look as dull and dry as at the be^rinning.
Three days later, 1 make a fresh inspection.
Nothing has changed: the pit made by the
glass rod shows no sign of exudation; it is
even a little drier. So capillary action and
its extravasations have nothing to do with

the matter.

What then is the lime-wash that is found
in every cell? The answer is inevitable: it
is something produced by the mother, a
special gruel, a milk-food elaborated for the
benefit of the new-born grub.

The young I'igeon puts his beak into that
of his parents, who, with convulsive efforts,
force down his gullet first a casein mash
secreted in the crop and later a broth of
grains softened by being partly digested.
He is fed upon disgorged foods, which are
kind to the frailty and inexperience of a
young stomach, the grub of the Ontho-
phagus is brought up in much the same way,
at the start. To assist its first attempts at
swallowing, the mother prepares for it, in
her crop, a light and strengthening cream.

To pass the dainty from mouth to mouth
is impressible in her case : the construction of

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new cells keeps her husy elsewhere. More-
over—and this is a more serious point —
he laymK takes place c^r^ by e^^jr, at very
long intervals, and the hatching is pretty
slow: tm,e would lail, had the family to be
hrouRht up in the manner of the P'i.reons
..nother method is pcrforee required. The"
infants food ,s disg^.r^ed all o^•er the walls
of the cabin, in such a way that the nurselinjr
hnds Itself surrounded with an abundance of
hread-and-jam, in which the bread, the meat
tor the stronj,^ ,s represented by the un-
cooked material, as supplied by the Sheep,
while the jam, the food for the babe is
represented by the same material daintily
^/'^"u ';5^^>'-^'hand in the mother's
stomach. \\e shall see the gruh presently
lick hrst the jam all around it and then
stoutly attack the bread. One of our own
children would behave no otherwise
^ I should have liked to catch the mother
m the act of disgorging and spreading her
broth. I did not succeed in doing so. The
proceedings take place in a tiny niche, and
the busy cook blocks out the view. Also her
Huster at being exhibited in broad dayliirht
at once arrests the work.

If direct observation be lacking, at least
the appearance of the material and the result

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of my experiment with the glass rod speak
very plainly and tell us that the Ontho-
phagus, here rivalling the Pigeon, but with
a different method, disgorges the first mouth-
fuls for her sons. And the same may be
said of the other Dung-beetles skilled in the
art of building a hatching-chamber in the
centre of the provisions.

No elsewhere In the insect world, except
among the Bees, who prepare disgorged
food in the shape of honey, is such solicitude
seen. The dung-workers edify us with their
morals. Several of them practise associa-
tion in couples and found a household;
several anticipate the process of suckling,
that supreme expression of materinl tender-
ness, by turning their crop into a nipple.
Life has its freaks. It setdes amid ordure
the creatures most highly-endowed with
domestic qualities. True, from there it
mounts, with a sudden flight, to the sublime
virtues of the bird.

Among the Onthophagi the egg grows
considerably larger after it is laid; it almost
doubles its linear dimensions, thus increasing
the bulk eightfold. This growth ;«^ general
among the Dung-beetles. If y( 'Ote the
size of an egg recendy laid by a. / species
and measure it again when the grub is about

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to be born, you will be quite surprised at the
singular progress which it has made. The
Sacred Beetle's egg, for instance, which at
hrst is lodged pretty spaciously in its hatch-
ing-chamber, swells until it nearly fills the
cavity.

The first idea that occurs to the mind is
a very simple and tempting one, namely, that
the egg feeds. Surrounded by strongly-
flavoured effluvia, it becomes impregnated
with emanations which distend its flexible
tunic; It grows by a sort of alimentary
respiration, just as a seed swells in fertile
soil. 1 hat is how I pictured things at the
beginning, when the delicate problem
presented itself for the first time. But is
this really what happens? Ah, if it were
enough, when we were in need of food, to
stand outside a cook-shop and inhale the
smell of the good things that were being
prepared inside, what a different world it
would seem, to many of us ! It would be
too lovely!

The Onthophagus, the Copris and the
other Beetles with cream-washed hatching-
chambers are a delusion and a snare to us
with their eggs which are so ready to swell!
Ihe Minotaur tells me so, somewhat late
in the day; she compels me to reconsider my

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earlier interpretations entirely. Her egg is
not enclosed in a hollow inside the victuals
whose emanations might explain its growth;
it is outside the sausage, a good way under-
neath, surrounded by sand on every side; and
nevertheless it increases in size just as well
as those lodged in a succulent cabin.

Moreover, the new-born grub surprises
me by its chubbiness; it is seven or eight
times as big as the egg whence it comes ; the
contents vastly exceed the capacity of the
container. Besides, before touching the
food from which it is separated by a ceiling
of sand, the grub for a certain time con-
tinues its strange growing, as though new
materials were being added to those which
came out of the egg.

Here, in the dry sand, it is impossible to
talk of effluvia capable of providing the
wherewithal for the grub to wax big and fat.
Then to what do both the egg and the new-
born grub owe their growth? The Langue-
docian Scorpion ^ gives us an excellent clue.
When passing from a sort of larval stage
to the final form, which is the same as that

1 Cf. The Life and Love of the /«/^ft.' chaps, xyii. and
xviii. The seven essays on the Languedocian Scorpion will
be included in the last volume of this complete edition of
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of the adult, we have seen him suddenly
double his length and consequently increase
eightfold in bulk before taking the least
scrap of nourishment. A highly complex
process of ^ coordination and adjustment
takes place m the interio. .r the organism;
and the dimensions increase without the ad-
dition of new material.

An animal is a structure capable of be-
coming more spacious with the same amount
of materials. Everything depends upon
the molecular architecture, which becomes
more and more refined by the tremors of life
1 he contents of the egg, a compact mass,
expand mto a creature which is all the bulkier
tor its richness in organs for diverse func-
tions. Even so, the locomotive engine, the
creature of industry, occupies more space than
the iron, its raw material, melted down into a
single ingot.

When the shell is able to stretch, the egg
swells under the thrust of its contents, which
form mto an organic whole and dilate.
Ihis is the case with the various Dung-
beetles. ^ When the shell is hard and rigid,
a void IS made by evaporation at the thick
end; and this excess of space supplies the
room necessary for the increase in volume
of the cor.tcnts. This is the case with the

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birds, which develop within a chalky en-
closure that does not alter in size. Both of
them dilate, with this diflerence that the soft
shell allows the inside work to be perceived
outside, whereas the stiff shell reveals no-
thing. ,

Lastly, the hatching does not always stop
the growth that is not preceded by feeding.
For a little while longer the larva continues
to increase in size ; it completes the work of
acquiring stability in its new equilibrium, the
equilibrium of a living creature; it improves
its physique by some supplementary stretch-
ing. The Scorpion has already told us this;
the grub of the Minotaur and many others
assure us of the same thing. It is, on a
smaller scale, what we saw before in the
Locust's wing,^ which, issuing from a very
small sheath, soon unfurls into a sad of
generous breadth.

Twice, therefore, am I changing my
opinions in this history of the Dung-beetles :
first, on the subject of the paste spread on
the walls of the natal chamber; secondly, on
the subject of the egg that increases in size
after it is laid. I have corrected my state-
ments without being greatly ashamed of my

1 Cf. T/je Life of the Grasshopper: chap, xix.— Trans-
lator's Note.

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mistakes, for it is difficult indeed to reach
the vein of truth at the first tentative boring.
There is only one means of never blundering,
which is never to do anything and, abovp all,
to let ideas alone.

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CHAPTER XVIII

THE BULL ONTHOPHAGUS: THE LARVA;
THE NYMPH

MAY is the nesting-month of the differ-
ent Onthophagi and of the Bull
Onthophagus in particular. The mothers
now go underground to some little depth,
under the shelter of the cave whence the
building and victualling-materials are ex-
tracted. Unaided by the males, who, heed-
less of family-cares, continue to lead a life
of jollity, they fashion their cabins and stuff
them with provisions after the egg is laid.
The work, for that matter, is crude and
elementary and hardly needs the collabora-
tion of the horned dandies. Five or six
establishments at most, each founded in a
couple of days, represent the whole of a
mother's work and leave plenty of time for
spring revelry.

The grub is hatched in about a week; and
a stra.nge and paradoxical little creature it
is. On its back it has an enormous sugar-
loaf hump, the weight of which overbalances

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it each time that it tries to stand on its legs
and walk. At every moment, it staggers
and fall, under the burden of the hunch
The Sacred Beetle's larva showed us long
ago a knapsack which was a storehouse of
cement to stop up the accidental cracks in
the provision-box and protect the food from
drying too rapidly. The Onthophagus'
grub exaggerates a similar warehouse to the
utmost degree; it makes a cone-shaped
monument of it, so extravagant and gro-
tesque as to border on caricature. Is it
some mad masquerader's joke or a rational
deformity which will have its uses later?
The future will tell us.

Without saying anything more about it,
for lack of words to give a picture of
anything so extraordinary, I will refer
the reader to the grub of the Oniticellus,
which I sketched in an earlier chapter.^
The two hunchbacks are very much alike.
Unable to keep its hump upright, the grub
of the Onthophagus hes down on its side
in the cell and licks the cream all around it.
'ihere is cream everywhere, on the ceiling,
on the walls, on the floor. As soon as one
spot is thoroughly bared, the consumer

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moves a little way on with the help of its
well-shaped legs; it capsizes again and starts
licking again. As the cabin is large and
plentifully supplied, the patent-food diet
lasts some time.

The fat babies of the Geotrupes, the
Copris and the Sacred Beetle finish at one
brief sitting the dainty wherewith their
narrow lodge is hung, a dainty frugally
served and ' 'st sufficient to whet the appetite
and prepare the stomach for coarser fare;
but the Onthophagus' grub, that puny dwarf,
has enough to last it for a week and more.
The spacious birth-chamber, which is out of
all proportion with the nurseling's size, has
permitted this wastefulness.

At last the real loaf is attacked. In about
a month everything is consumed, except the
wall of the sack. And now the splendid
part played by the hump stands revealed.
Glass tubes, which I had got ready in
anticipation, allow me to watch the grub at
work. Growing plumper and pluniper and
more and more humpbacked, it withdraws
to one end of the cell, which has become a
crumbling ruin. Here it builds a casket in
which the transformation will take place.
Its materials are the digestive residuum,
converted into mortar and heaped up in the

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hump. The stercoral architect is about to
construct a masterpiece of elegance out of its
own ordure, held in reserve in that re-
ceptacle.

I follow its movements with the magnify-
ing-glass. It curves itself into a loop, closes
the circuit of the digestive apparatus, brings
Its two ends into contact and, with the tip
of its mandibles, seizes a pellet of dung
evacuated at that moment. This pellet is
extracted very neatly and moulded into a
brick which is measured most carefully. A
slight bend of the creature's neck sets the
brick in place. Others follow, laid in the
most scrupulously regular courses one above
the other. Giving a tap here and there with
its palpi, the grub makes sure of the steadi-
ness of the parts, their accurate binding,
their orderly arrangement. It turns round
m the centre of the work as the edifice rises,
even as a mason does when building a turret.
Sometimes the brick that has been laid be-
comes loose, because the cement ' as given
way. Th- '- takes it up again with its
mandibles, hut, before replacing it, coats it
with an adhesive moisture. It holds it to its
anus, whence a gummy consolidating-extract
trickles immediately and almost impercepti-
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intestines give, if necessary, the glue that
sticks them together.

In this way, an attractive house is
obtained, ovoid in form, pohshed as stucco
within and adorned on the outsid: with
slightly projecting "cales, similar to those
on a cedar-cone. Each of these scales is
one of the bricks that have been produced
from the hump. The casket is not large:
a rherry-stone would about represent its
dimensions; but it is so accurate, so prettily
fashioned that it will bear comparison with
the finest products of entomological in-
dustry.

The Bull Onthophagus has not a mono-
poly of this jeweller's art: all, throughout
the group, excel in it to the same degree.
One of the smallest, the Forked Ontho-
phagus, whose work is hardly larger than a
pepper-corn, is as expert as the others in the
manufacture of boxes shaped hke a cedar-
cone. It is a f lily-gift, an invariable gift,
despite all di. rences in size, costume or
hornery. Th. Bison Onitis, the Yellow-
footed Oniticellus and certainly many others
retire, for th" transformation, into a resi-
dence similar in architecture to that of the
Onthophagi; they too tell us that instincts
are independent of structure.

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In the Hrst week of July, let us complete

the destruction of the Bull Onthophagus'

cell, already much impaired by the grub,

which, after exhausting the contents of its

knapsack, has gnawed the inner layer of the

walls. The ruins are removed as easily as

the husk of a ripe walnut. A sort of shell-

mg process gives us the seed, that is to say,

the nymphal casket, which comes out quite

neatly, without sticking to its wrapper at any

point. Break open the gem. The nymph

is there, half-transparent and as it were

carved out of crystal. Fortune favours me

with a male, who is more interesting because

of his frontal armour.

The horns outline a splendid crescent,
leaning backwards and resting on the
shoulders. They are swollen; they are
colourless, like everything that life elabor-
ates in the midst of a generating-fluid; and
at their base are the dark ocular specks, not
yet capable of sight, but promising to be-
come so. The clypeus is expanding and
beginning to stand out. Seen from the
front, the head is that of a Bull, with a wide
muzzle and enormous horns, copied from
those of the Aurochs.

If the artists in the time of the Pharaohs
had known the immature Onthophagus, they

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would certainly have used him for their
hieratical images. He is quite as good as
the Sacred Beetle and even hetter from
the point of view of those oddities which
otter such scope to sacerdotal symbolism.
On the front edge of the corselet, a single
horn rises, as powerful as the two others and
sliaped like a cylinder ending in a conical
' lb. It points forward and is ixed in the
middle of the frontal crescent, projecting a
^'♦tle beyond it. The arrangement is glori-
ously original. The carvers of hiero-
glyphics would have beheld in it the crescent
of Isis wherein dips the edge of the world.
Some other peculiarities complete the
nymph's curious appearance. I'o right and
left, the abdomen is armed, on either side,
with four little horns resembling crystal
spikes. Total, eleven pieces in the crea-
ture's hnrncss: two on the forehead; one on
the thorax; eight on the abdomen. The
beast of yore delighted in queer horns: cert-
ain reptiles of the geological period stuck a
pointed spur on their upper eyelids. The
Onthophagus, more greatly d rin<7 sports
eight on the sides of his belly, in addition
to the spear which he plants upon his back.
The frontal horns may be excused : they are
fairly common ; but what does he propose to

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do with the others? Nothing at all. They
arc passing fancies, jewels of early youth;
the adult insect will not retain the least trace
of thcrii.

The nymph matures. The appendages
of the forehead, at first quite crystalline, now
sh(nv, when held up to the light, a streak
of rcJdish hrown, curved like a how. This
is the real horn taking shape, consistency and
colour. The appen.dag( of the corselet and
those of the belly, on the other hand,
preserve their glassy appearance. They
are barren sacks, void of any germ capable
of development. The organism produced
them in a moment of impulse; now, scorn-
ful, or perhaps powerless, it allows its work
to wither and become useless.

When the nymph sheds its coverinij and
the delicate tunic of the adult form is rent,
these strange horns crumble into fragments,
which fall away with the rest of the cast
clothing. In the hope of finding at least a
trace of the vanished things, the lens vainly
explores the bases hat hitelv occupied.
There is nothing appreciable ,eft ; the nymph
IS now smoofh; the real has given place to
the non-existent. Of the accessory panoply
so full of promise, abso'utely nauL^ht re-
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The Bull Onthophagus is not the only one
endowed with these fleeting appendages,
which completely disappear when the nymph
sheds its clothes. The other members of
the tribe possess similar horny manifesta-
tions on their belUes and corselets. One of
them, the Spectral Onthophagus, on achieving
the perfect state, adorns the front of his
corselet with four tiny studs arranged in a
semicircle. The two end ones stand alone;
the two middle ones are together. These
last correspond exactly with the base of the
nymph's thoracic horn and might easily be
taken for the atrophied remnant of the
vanished appendage. We must abandon
this idea, however, for the lateral studs,
which are more developed than the middle
ones, occupy points where the nymph had no
horns. In this Onthophagus, as in the
others, the nymphal armour is misleading
and abortive.

Certain Dung-beetles related to the On-
thophagi likewise possess horned nymphs.
One of these is the Yellow-footed Oniti-
cellus, the only one whom circumstances have
allowed me to examine from this point of
view. He wears, in the nymphal stage, a
magnificent horn on his corselet and a row
of four spikes on each side of his abdomen,

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as is the rule among the Onthophagi. This
all disappears entirely in the adult insect.

It seems likely that, if I had known how
to improve the occasion some years ago,
when I was successfully rearing the Bison
Onitis sent me from Montpellier, I should
have perceived the same armour on the
nymph's thorax and abdomen. Not having
been warned by earlier observations and
being anxious also to disturb the pair of
strangers as little as possible, I let the
opportunity slip.

Let us remark lastly that the Onitis,
Oniticellus and Onthophagus genera all
three construct for the nymphosis a scaly
ca^'n whose shape suggests the cedar-cone
ana the fruit of the alder. One may there-
fore admit, wit! )ut being too venturesome,
that the various builders of similar caskets
are all i. -quainted with the nymphal panoply
of a horn on the corselet and a diadem of
eight spikes around the abdomen. This is
not equivalent to saying that the armour
determines the casket or the casket the
armour. These curious details go together
without influencing each other.

A simple setting forth of the facts is not
enough: we should like to see the motive
of this horned magnificence. Is it a vague

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reminiscence of the customs of olden time,
when life spent its excess of young sap upon
quaint creations, banished to-day from our
better-balanced world? Is the Onthophagus
the dwarfed representative of an ancient race
of horned animals now extinct? Does it
give us a faint image of the past?

The surmise rests upon no valid founda-
tion. The Dung-beetle is recent in the
general chronology of created beings; he
ranks among the last-comers. With him
there is no means of going back to the mists
of the past, which lends itself to the inven-
tion of imaginary precursors. Geological
and even lacustrine schists, rich though the
latter be in Diptera and Weevils, have hither-
to furnished not the slightest relic of the
dung-workers. This being so, it is wiser noi;
to claim horned ancestors from the distant
past as accounting for those degenerate
descendants, the Onthophagi.

Since the past explains nothing, let us turn
to the future. If the thoracic horn be not
a reminiscence, it may be a promise. It
represents a timid attempt, which the ages
will harden into a permanent weapon. It
lets us assist at the slow and gradual evolu-
tion of a new organ; it shows us life in
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adult Beetle's corselet, a thing which will
exist one day. We catch the genesis of the
species m the act; the present teaches us how
the ruture is prepared.

And what does the Beetle propose to do
with this object of his ambition, this spear
which he hopes by and by to place upon his
spine? At any rate as a dazzling piece
of masculine finery the thing is already fash-
ionable among the various foreign Scarabs
that feed themselves and their grubs on de-
caying vegetable matter. These giants
among the wearers of armoured wing-cases
delight in associating their placid corpulence
with halberds terrible to gaze upon.

Look at one, Dynastes Hercules by name,
a denizen of rotten tree-stumps under the
scorching skies of the West Indies. The
peaceable colossus well deserves his epithet-
he measures three inches long. Of what
service can the threatening rapier of the
corselet and the toothed lifting-jack of the
forehead be to him, unless it be to make him
look grand in the presence of his female,
herself deprived of these extravagances?
Perhaps also they are of use to him in
certain operations, even as the trident helps
the Minotaur in crumbling his pellets and
carting his rubbish. Implements of which

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we do not know the use always strike us as
singular. Having never been intimate with
the West-Indian Hercules, 1 must content
myself with suspicions touching the purpose
of his fearsome equipment.

Well, one of the subjects in my insect-
house would achieve a similar savage finery
if he persisted in his attennpts 1 sP^ak o*
^e Cow Onthophagus (O. Vacca). His
nymph has on its forehead a big horn, one
only' bent backward; on its corselet t
possesses a similar horn jutting forward.
The two, approaching their tips, look like
some kind of pincers. What does the insect
lack in order to acquire, on a smaller scale,
Ihe eccentric ornament of the W«t4nd-
Scarab? It lacks perseverance, ^'^^^'^l
the appendage of the forehead and allows
that of the corselet to perish atrophied^ 1
suc'.eds no better than the Bull Ontho-
phagus in its attempt to grow a pointed stake
Spon its back; it loses a glorious opportunity
of making Itself fine for the wedding and
terrible in battle. , j

The others are no more successful. 1
bring up six different spec.es. All, in the
nymphaLtate, possess the thoracic horn and
the eight-pointed ventral coronet; not one
benefit? by these advantages, which dis-

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appear altogether when the adult bursts its
wrapping. My near neighbourhood numb-
ers a dozen species of Onthophagi; the
world contains some hundreds. All, natives
and foreigners, have the same general
structure; all most probably possess the dor-
sal appendage at an early age; and none of
them, in spite of the variety of climate,
torrid in one place, temperate in another,
has succeeded in hardening it into a
permanent horn.

Could not the future complete a work

whose design is so very clearly traced? We

are the more inclined to ask this, because

appearances are all in favour of the question.

Examine under the magnifylng-glass the

frontal horns of the Bull Onthophagus in the

nymphal state ; then with tlie same scrupulous

care look at the spear upon the corselet. At

first, there is no difference between them,

except for the general configuration. In

both cases we find the same glassy aspect,

the sam.e sheath swollen with colourless fluid,

the same incipient organ plainly marked.

A Ie£ in process of formation not more

clearly announced than the h( . n on the

corselet or those on the forhead.

Can time be lacking for the thoracic
growth to become organized into a stiff and

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permanent appendage? The evolution of
the nymph is swift; the insect is perfect m a
few weeks. Could it not be that, though
this brief space suffices to promote the
maturity of the horns on the forehead, the
thoracic horn requires a longer time to
ripen? Let us prolong the nymphal period
artificially and give the germ time to develop.
It seems to me that a decrease of tempera-
ture, moderated and maintained for some
weeks, for months if necessary, should be
capable of bringing about this result, by de-
laying the progress of the evolution. Then,
with a gentle slowness, favourable to delicate
formations, the promised organ will crystal-
lize, so to speak, and become the spear
promised by appearances.

The experiment attracted me. I was un-
able to undertake it for lack of the means
whereby to produce a cold, even temperature
over a long time. What should I have
obtained if my penury had not made me
abandon the enterprise? A retardmg of the
progress of the metamorphosis, but nothmg
more, apparently. The horn on the corselet
would have persisted in its sterility and,
sooner or later, would have disappeared^

I have reasons for my conviction. The
abode of the Onthophagus engaged on his

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metamorphosis is not deep down; variations
of temperature are easily felt. On the other
hand, the seasons are capricious, esoecially
he spnng. Under the skies of Provence,
he months of May and June, if the mistral
lend a hand, have periods when the ther-
mometer drops in such a way as to suggest
a return of wmter. ^

To these vicissitudes add the influence of
a more northerly climate. The OnthophagI
occupy a wide zone of latitude. Those of
the north, less favoured by the sun than those
of the south, might quite possibly have the
date of their transformation postponed by a
change in the weather and consequently be
subjected to a lower temperature for several
weeks. This would spin out the work of
evolution and give the thoracic armour time
to harden into horn, at rare intervals, as
chance may prescribe. Here and there,
then, the requisite condition of a moderate
or even low temperature at the time of the
nymphosis actually exists, without the need
of any artificial agency.

Well, what becomes of this surplus time
placed at the service of the organic labour?
Uoes the promised horn ripen? Not a bit
of It: It withers just as it does under the
stimulus of a hot sun. In the records of

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entomology I find no mention of an Ontho-
phagus carrying a horn upon his corselet.
No one would even have suspected the
possibility of such an armour, if I had not
bruited abroad the strange appearance of the
nymph. Jhe influence of climate therefore,
has nothing to do with the matter.

As we go more deeply into it, the question
becomes more complicated. The horny
appendages of the Onthophagus, the Copris,
the Minotaur and so many others are th*
male's prerogative; the female is without
them or wears them only on a reduced and
very modest scale. We must look upon
these products as personal ornaments much
more than as implements of labour. The
male makes himself fine for the pairing; but,
with the exception of the Minotaur, who
pins down the dry pellet that needs crushing
and holds it in position with his trident, I
know none that uses his armour as a tool.
Horns and prongs on the forehead, crests
and crescents on the corselet are the male
coquette's jewels and nothing more. The
other sex requires no such baits to attract
suitors: Its femininity is enough; and finery

is neglected. . r j f

Now here Is something to give us tood tor
thought. The nymph -f the Onthophagus

4J '

The Bull Onthophagus: the Nymph

of the female sex, a nymph with an unarmed
forehead, carries on its thorax a vitreous
horn as long, as rich in promise as that of
the other sex. If this latter excrescence be
the design of an incipient ornament, then the
former would be so too, in which case the
two sexes, both anxious for self-embellish-
ment, would work with equal zeal to grow
a horn upon their thorax. We should be
witnessmg the genesis of a species that would
not be really an Onthophagus, but a deriva-
tive of the group; we should be beholding
the commencement of singularities banished
hitherto from among the Dung-beetles, none
of whom, of either sex, has thought of plant-
ing a spear upon his chine. Stranger still:
the female, always the more humbly attired
throughout the entomological kingdom,
would be vying with the male in her hanker-
ing after quaint adornment. An ambition
of this sort leaves me incredulous.

We must therefore believe that, if the
possibilities of the future should ever
produce a Dung-beetle carrying a horn upon
his corselet, this upsetter of present customs
will not be an Onthophagus who has suc-
ceeded in maturing the thoracic appendage
of the nymph, but rather an insect resulting
from a new model. The creative power

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The Sacred Beetle and Others

throws aside the old moulds and replaces
them by others, fashioned with fresh care, in
accordance with plans of an inexhaustible
variety. Its laboratory is not a peddlmg
rag-fair, where the living assume the cast
clothes of the dead: it is a medallist's studio,
where each effigy receives the stamp of a
special die. Its treasure-house of forms,
illimitable in its riches, makes niggardliness
impossible: there is no patching up of the
old in order to create the new. It breaks
every mould once used ; it does away with it,
without restoring to shabby after-touches.

Then what is the meaning of those horny
preparations, which are always blighted be-
fore they come to anything? With no great
shame I confess that I have not the slightest
idea. My reply may not be couched in
learned phraseology, but it has one merit,
that of absolute sincerity.

420

INDEX

Acaru*. 316

Ant, 2j, 246-247, aSs

Anthidium, 315

Aphi«, 285

Aphodus (see also A. Pusil-

tus), 216, 249. 274, 348

Aphodus pusillus, 132-133
Ass, 44
Aurochs, 407

Parbier, Julfs, 37^

Bat, 280

Bee {see also Bramble -bee,

Cotton-Bee, Hive-Bee,

Mason-bee), vii, ix, 337-

338, 38s-?86. 396
Beetle, passim
Bison (see Bison (Jnitis)
Bison Bubas (see Bison

Onitis)
Bison Onitis, 4, 267, 369-

376, 406, 411
Black, Adam and Charles,

xxiv
Blacic-bellied Tarantula

(see Lycosa)
Blanchard, Emile, x8-20, 32
Boa Constrictor, 234
Bramble-bee, 139'!, 232/1
Broad-necked Scarab, 56-57,

162-170, 204, 271, 352
Bubas (see also the varieties

below), 54-55

421

Bubas bison {see Bison Oni-
tis)

Bubas huhalis, 4

Bull, 266, 407

Bull Unthophagus, 251-253,
254, 262-264, 3>5i 377-430

Buprestis, 273

Butterfly (see also Psyche,
W h i t e Cabbage Butter-
fly). 339. 3f<6

Camel, 325

Canary, 387

Capricorn, 273

Carre, Michel, 37^1

Cat, 150, 356

Century Co., xxiv

Cetonia {see also C. aura-
/a), I, 237, 273, 334

Cetonia auratu see Golden
Cetonia)

Chalicodoma, 332

Chamois, 266

t icada, 40, 274, 341

Clotho Spider, 386

Cockchafer, 135, 143, 285

Copris (see also Isis Copris
and the varieties below),
xix-xx, 5, 43, 49-50, 69-
70, 170, 255, 270, 274,
294-295, 298, 301, 310,
314. 3'7. 320. 327. 332.
362. 365. 37' -371, 374.
•!St, 387, 390, 397, 404,
S

Index

Copris hispanu) (set Span-
ish Copris)

Copris lunaris {set Lunary
Copris)

Cotton-bee {see also Anthi-
dium), 139

Cow, 356

Cow Uiithophagut, 250, 265,

379. 4«4
Crane-fly, 2
Cricket, 45, 341
Crocodile, 150

Darwin. Charles Robert, 233
De^me^te8, 276
Dog, xx-xxi, 75
Donkey (see Ass)
Duckling, 366
Dung-beetle, passim

Epeira, j86
Eyed Lizard, 2

Fabre, Mile. Aglae, the au-
thor's daughter, 356
Fabre, Paul, the author's

son, 341-344
Fly, 216, 243«, 276, 386, 412
Forked Onthophagus, 250-

254, 263-265, 379, 406
Franklin, Benjamin, 117
Frisch, Johann Leon hard,
299-300

Gallic Bolboceras, xvi

C'.arden Spider (see Epeira)

(Jeotrupes {see also the va-
rieties below), xvi-xvii,
xxiv, 57-5H, 69-70, 97, 223,
237.248. 272-355. 370-371.
373. 382, 390, 404

Geotrupes hypointus (see
Mimic (jcoirupes)

Geotrupes strrcomrius (see
Stercoraceous (Jeotrupes

Geotrupes sylvalirus, 280

<;iow-worm, xxiii

Gnat, 325, 385

(loat, 266

'^Jolden Cetonia, 331

(ioriila, 2j4

Grass hopper, 40«, 274»,
311/T, 342, ^Un

Ground-bfctle, 273

CJull [see Laughing Gull)

Gymiiopleurus (see ahn the
varieties below), xvi, 43-
44. 49-50. 73. 159, 170-
187, 203, 218-219, 237,
243, 270, 295, 320

Gymnoplenrus pilula r t a s,
19-20, 171, 173

Gymnopleurus flagella tus,
171

Half-spotted Scarab, 56-57,

74. 163
Hedgehog, 280

Hen, 97, 239, 393
Hister, 276

Hive-bee, 22, 64, 246-248
Horapollo, 147-154. I59. 23$
Horse, xiv, 3, 43. 87-89, 258,

297. 3"

Horse-leech, 2, 38

Horus Apollo {see Hora-
pollo)

422

Index

Hydrophilus,

Ihi«, 150

IlliRer, Johann Karl Wil-

lirim, 19-20, 33
I»i* Cnpris, j^(,

Joseph, the Kroom, 43-4^

r.abyrinth Spider, 38^
f .i Fi-.fitaiiu-, jeaii i!- . yy
L.inielli, irn. ,4,^
I.anjjiiMinu , Srorplon, 398-

4(X.
Latreille, i' trrt An.lr,', 147.

150, 34,;
Laughing: Ci 11, z
Limnsus, 3
Linnaeus, Carl, 369
Lizard (ice Evid Lizard)
LocuMt, 341, 386, 400
Longiconi, 273«
Lunary Copris, 4, 264, 355-

368
Lycosa, 386
Lycurgus, vii

Macmillan & Co., Ltd , xxiv
MaJfmolseUe Mori, author
of, xxiv

Mantis [see Praving Man-
tis)

Mason-bee dee also Cliali-

codoma), 179//, ajzn
Massee, Victor, 37^

423

Miall, Bernard, xxiv

Midge, 338, 348

Mirnic C;cotrupes, 5, jgo-

28», a92, 295, 299, JX5
Minotaur (j/,- Minotuurus

tyfluru,, xvi, 4, 264-266,
3»J-3»+, 397-J'^«, 400, 411

Mite isee Acartjs)

Mole, 2JU

^lonk Oiithopliagus, 250,
265

Monkc\, 260-26I

Montaigne, Micliel Eyquem

de, 232
Mo-tes, 278
Mule -xiii.xlv, 38, 6r, 6f>,

S7-88, 243, 253, 258. 281,

294, 297, 3,,, 380-381
MuNant, fitienne Marcel

54", 136, 148-150, 399-

300, 324

Necrophorus, 276
Newt, 2

Oniticell'>: , , . ;. „;. . ,,_„
vipes), ,', , .:. . '..■..[
269, 40 , J .-

Onilicelliii fi ■;■ ■ ■
Y e I lo\v-l,>o'-. ; : I ;, ^t
lus)

Onitis (see also h.o,. ij;,;.
"f). 54-55, 69, 411

Unthopliagus {see also the
varieties below), xvi, xix,
XXIV, 43-44, 49-50, 69,216,
237. 243, 248-254, 258-
259, 261-271, 274, 33o»
325. 332, 377-420

Index

Onthophagus ccenobita {see

Monk Onthophagus)
Onthophagus frontic ornts.

271
Onthophagus furcatus {see

Forked Onthop lagus)
Onthophagus lemur {see

Spectral Onthophagus)
Onthophagus nuchic ornts,

250, 265, 379
Onthophagus Schrebert {see

Schreber's Onthophagus)
Onthophagus taurus {see

Bull Onthophagus)
Onthophagus vac ca {see

Cow Onthophagus"*
Orus Apollo {see Horapollo)
Owl, 240, 280

Palacotherium, 59

Pieris {see White Cabbage

Butterfly)
Pigeon, 394-396
Pill-rolling Gymnopleu r u s

{see G. pilularius)
Pilularius fla-^dlatus, 332
Planorbis, j
Pock-marked Gymnopleurus

{see G. ftagellatus)
Pock-marked Scarab, 74
Praying Mantis, 311, 386
Proudhon, Pierre Joseph, 17
Psyche, 285

Rabelais, Franqois, 260

Ram, 266

Regulus, 42

Reindeer, 266

Resin-bee (sec Anthidium)

Rhinoceros, 264
Rodwell, Miss Frarces, xxiv
Rose-chafer {see Cetonia)
Rove-beetle {see Staphyli-
nus)

Sacred Beetle, ix-xxi, 1-166,
168, 170-179, 184-187,203,
207, 211-213, 217, 219-
220, 222-223, 233-237, 24c,
243, 246, 2SS. 259. 262,
270, 293-294, 297-298, 301-
302, 3i7-3»8, 320, 325-
326, 332, 340, 342, 345.
352, 356. 38'. 392-393.
397. 403-404. 408
Sacred Scarab {see Sacred

Beetle)
Saperda {see also Sc»'2rjr

Saperda), 273
Scalary Saperda, 273
Scarab {see also Sacred Bee-
tle), 54-59. 163, 171. »76,
203-204, 23s, 274, 29s,
310, 314. 320, 327. 332,
350-351. 370, 374, 384.
387, 390
Scarabaeus {see Scarab and

the varieties below)
Scarabaeus cicatrisosus {see

Sacred Scarab)
Scarabaeus lati colli s {see

Broad-necked Scarab)
Scarabaeus sacer {s^ Sa-
cred Beetle)
Scarabaeus sem'tpunc tatus
(see Half-Spotted Scarab)
Scarred Scarab, 56-57
Schaeffer's Sisyphus, 336-

355. 370
Schreber's Onthophagus,

132, 250, 379
424

7;t ^f^^'iF ■■^'

^:V^''

Index

Scolia, 121, 331

Scorpion {see Langucdocian
Scorpion)

Sheep, xiv-xv, xx-xxi, 3, 61,
66, 82, 87, 89, 107, 131,
139, 171, 17s, 187, 212,
25s, 284, -,97-298, 343,
362, 380, 382, 395

fcilpha, 276

Sisyphus (see also S. Scliaef-

fe/'), 73, 38i, 383-384,
387, 390
Sisyphus Schaefferi {see

Schaeffer's Sisyphus)
Snake, 276

Spanish Copris, xvi, xxiv,
3-4. 49-50. 66-67, » 84-247,

264-265, 332, 340, 355-

356. 360, 362-363
Sparrow, 174, 219
Spectral Onthophagus, 250,
. 271, 379, 410
Sphex, 121
Spider {see also the several

varieties), 344, 366, 386
Stag, 266
Staphylinus, 216
Starfish, 356
Steer, 370
Stercoraceous Geotrupes, 5,

66-67, 280-281, 292, 295'

299, 307, 324-325
Stickleback, 2, 3121
Swallow, 2, 338

Teixeira de Mattos, Alex-

42s

ander, xxiv, 40s, X2inn,
'39«, 179". 243n, 274^

Tick {see Acarus)

Titmouse, 387

Toad, 103, 280, 312-313

Turkey, 152

Unwin, T. Fisher, xxiv
Urquhart, Sir Thomas, 26i«

Vincent de Paul, St., 234
Virgil, ix

Warbler, 285

Wasp {see also the several

varieties), 246

337-338, 385-386
Water-'^nail, 3
Weevil, xxiii, 285, 412
V\ heat-ear, 45
White Cabbage Butterfly,

336-337
Wren, 387

Yellow - footed Oniticellus,
254-262, 406, 410-411

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