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by Mrs. Rodolph
Stawell, © 1921, by Dodd, Mead and Company, Inc.
Illustrations by DETMOLD
THE SACRED BEETLE: Sometimes
the Scarab seems to enter into partnership with a friend.
The Formation of Vegetable Mould,
Through the Action of Worms With Observations On Their Habits, by
Charles Darwin, LL.D., F.R.S.
Silent
Spring, by Rachel Carson
Table of
Contents:
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Chapter 1: My Work and
My Workshop
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Chapter 2: The Sacred
Beetle
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Chapter 3: The Cicada
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Chapter 4: The Praying
Mantis
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Chapter 5: The Glow-Worm
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Chapter 6: A Mason-Wasp
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Chapter 7: The Psyches
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Chapter 8: The
Self-Denial of the Spanish Copris
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Chapter 9: Two Strange
Grasshoppers
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Chapter 10: Common Wasps
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Chapter 11: The
Adventures of a Grub
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Chapter 12: The Cricket
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Chapter 13: The Sisyphus
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Chapter 14: The
Capricorn
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Chapter 15: Locusts
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Chapter 16: The Anthrax
Fly
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List of Illustrations
- The Sacred Beetle:
Sometimes the Scarab seems to enter into partnership with a friend
- The Cicada: In July,
when most of the insects in my sunny country are parched with thirst,
the Cicada remains perfectly cheerful
- The Praying Mantis: A
long time ago, in the days of ancient Greece, this insect was named
Mantis, or the Prophet
- Pelopaeus Spirifex: When
finished the work is amber-yellow, and rather reminds one of the outer
skin of an onion
- The Psyches: This is the
secret of the walking bundle of sticks. It is a Faggot
Caterpillar, belonging to the group known as the Psyches
- The Spanish Copris: The
burrow is almost filled by three or four ovoid nests, standing one
against the other, with the pointed end upwards
- The White-Faced Decticus:
The Greek word dectikos means biting, fond of biting. The
Dectitcus is well named. It is eminently an insect given to biting
- Common Wasps: The wasp's
nest is made of a thin, flexible material like brown paper, formed of
particles of wood
- The Field Cricket: Here
is one of the humblest of creatures able to lodge himself to perfection.
He has a home; he has a peaceful retreat, the first condition of comfort
- The Sisyphus: The mother
harnesses herself in the place of honour, in front. The father
fushes behind in the reverse position, head downwards
- Italian Locusts: "I have
buried underground," she says, "the treasure of the future"
- The Anthrax Fly: Her
delicate suit of downy velvet, from which you take the bloom by merely
breathing on it, could not withstand the contact of rough tunnels
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