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the narrow chamber of the burrow among vigorous beetles; for weeks on end

working their long spurred legs; or at grips with a monstrous caterpillar

making play with its flanks and mandibles; rolling and unrolling its

tortuous folds?〃



Such is the thrilling mystery of which Fabre discovered the key。



With inconceivable ingenuity; the victim is seized and thrown to the

ground; and the wasp plunges her sting; not at random into the body; which

would involve the risk of death; but at determined points; exactly into the

seat of those invisible nervous ganglions whose mechanism commands the

various movements of the creature。



Immediately after these subtle wounds the prey is paralysed throughout its

body; its members appear to be disarticulated; 〃as though all the springs

were broken〃; the true corpse is not more motionless。



But the wound is not mortal; not only does the insect continue to live; but

it has acquired the strange prerogative of being able to live for a very

long period without taking any nourishment; thanks precisely to the

condition of immobility; in some sort vegetative; which paralysis confers

upon it。



When the hour strikes the hungry larva will find its favourite meat served

to its liking; and it will attack this defenceless prey with all the

circumspection of a refined eater; 〃with an exquisitely delicate art;

nibbling the viscera of its victim little by little; with an infallible

method; the less essential parts first of all; and only in the last

instance those which are necessary to life。 Here then is an

incomprehensible spectacle; the spectacle of an animal which; eaten alive;

mouthful by mouthful; during nearly a fortnight; is hollowed out; grows

less and less; and finally collapses;〃 while retaining to the end its

succulence and its freshness。



The fact is that the mother has taken care to deposit her egg 〃at a point

always the same〃 in the region which her sting has rendered insensible; so

that the first mouthfuls are only feebly resented。 But as the enemy goes

deeper and deeper 〃it sometimes happens that the cricket; bitten to the

quick; attempts to retaliate; but it only succeeds in opening and closing

the pincers of its mandibles on the empty air; or in uselessly waving its

antennae。〃 Vain efforts: 〃for now the voracious beast has bitten deep into

the spot; and can with impunity ransack the entrails。〃 What a slow and

horrible agony for the paralysed victim; should some glimmer of

consciousness still linger in its puny brain! What a terrible nightmare for

the little field…cricket; suddenly plunged into the den of the Sphex; so

far from the sunlit tuft of thyme which sheltered its retreat!



To paralyse without killing; 〃to deliver the prey to the larvae inert but

living〃: that is the end to be attained; only the method varies according

to the species of the hunter and the structure of the prey; thus the

Cerceris; which attacks the coleoptera; and the Scolia; which preys upon

the larvae of the rose…beetle; sting them only once and in a single place;

because there is concentrated the mass of the motor ganglions。



The Pompilus; which selects a spider for its victim; no less than the

redoubtable Tarantula; knows that its quarry 〃has two nervous centres which

animate respectively the movements of the limbs and those of the terrible

fangs; hence the two stabs of the sting。〃 (7/36。)



The Sphex plunges her dagger three times into the breast of the cricket;

because she knows; by an intuition that we cannot comprehend; that the

locomotor innervation of the cricket is actuated by three nervous centres;

which lie wide apart。 (7/37。)



Finally; the Ammophila; 〃the highest manifestation of the logic of

instinct; whose profound knowledge leaves us confounded; stabs the

caterpillar in nine places; because the body of the victim with which it

feeds its larvae is a series of rings; set end to end; each of which

possesses its little independent nervous centre。〃 (7/38。)



This is not all; the genius of the Sphex is not yet at the end of its

foresight。 You have doubtless heard of the comatose state into which the

wounded fall when; after a fracture of the skull; the brain is compressed

by a violent haemorrhage or a bony splinter。 The physiologists imitate this

process of nature when they wish; for example; to obtain; in animals under

experiment; a state of complete immobility。 But did the first surgeon who

thought of trepanning the skull in order to exert on the brain; by means of

a sponge; a certain degree of compression; ever imagine that an analogous

procedure had long been employed in the insect world; and that these clumsy

methods were merely child's play beside the astonishing feats of the

Unconscious?



For the stab in the thoracic ganglions; however efficacious; is often

insufficient。 Although the six limbs are paralysed; although the victim

cannot move; its mandibles; 〃pointed; sharp; serrated; which close like a

pair of scissors; still remain a menace to the tyrant; they might at least;

by gripping the surrounding grasses; oppose a more or less effectual

resistance to the process of carrying off。〃 So the preceding manoeuvres are

consummated by a kind of garrotting; that is; the insect 〃takes care to

compress the brain of its victim; but so as to avoid wounding it; producing

only a stupor; a simple torpor; a passing lethargy。〃 Is not the ingenious

observer justified in concluding that 〃this is alarmingly scientific〃?



Between the dry statements of Dufour; which served Fabre as his original

theme; and the unaccustomed wealth of this vast physiological poetry; what

a distance has been covered!



How far have we outstripped this barren matter; these shapeless sketches!

Dufour; another solitary; who retired to his province; in the depth of the

Landes; was above all a descriptive anatomist; and he limited himself to an

inventory of the nest of a Cerceris。



For him the Buprestes were dead; and their state of preservation was

explained simply as a kind of embalming; due to some special action of the

venom of the Hymenoptera。



These facts; therefore; were stated as simple curiosities。



Fabre proved that these victims possessed all the attributes of life

excepting movement; by provoking contractions in their members under the

influence of various stimulants; and by keeping them alive artificially for

an indefinite period。



On the other hand; he demonstrated the comparative innocuousness of the

venom of these wasps; some of which; like the great Cerceris or the

beautiful and formidable Scolia; alarm by their enormous size and their

terrifying aspect; so that the conservation of the prey could not be due to

any occult quality; to some more or less active antiseptic virtue of the

venomous fluid; but simply to the precision of the stab and the miraculous

deftness of the 〃surgeon。〃



He also pointed out the fact that the sting of the insect is able

immediately to dissociate the nervous system of the vegetative life from

that of the correlative life; sparing the former; and taking care not to

wound the abdomen; which contains the ganglions of the great sympathetic

nerve; while it annihilates the latter; which is more or less concentrated

along the ventral face of the thoracic region。



He completed this splendid demonstration; not only by provoking under his

own eyes the 〃murderous manoeuvres; the intimate and passionate drama;〃 but

also by reproducing experimentally all these astonishing phenomena;

expounding their mechanism and their variations with a logic and lucidity;

an art and sagacity which raise this marvellous observation; one of the

most beautiful known to science; to the height of the most immortal

discoveries of physiology。 Claude Bernard; in his celebrated experiments;

certainly exhibited no greater invention; no truer genius。





CHAPTER 8。 THE MIRACLE OF INSTINCT。



〃The Spirit Bloweth Whither it Listeth。〃



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