But of what use 
can such a queer 
beetle be to himself 
or any one else a 
beetle that is not 
only without wings, 
but is so fat and 
floundering that he 
can hardly lift his 
unwieldy body from 
the ground, and 
which, upon being 
surprised, can only 
"play possum," and 
exude great drops of 
oil (?) upon our palm 
as we examine him ? 
But as he pours 
the vials of his wrath 
upon us he would 
