50 ANTS AND CHILDREN OF THE GARDEN 



ANT. The Carpenter has none. No ant has a better 

 one than ours. 



FLORENCE. Well, I can't find -it and I can't hear it. 



ANT. Maybe the note is too high for man to hear. 



FLORENCE. That may be noise, but it isn't music. 



ANT. But some ants that belong to our family have a 

 coarse file and a fine one beside it. That would be as good 

 as your ukulele. 



FLORENCE. All right. Your orchestra is engaged for 

 our ccmmencement, some years hence. 



KENNETH. When I hold an ant by the leg over some 

 other ants, I can't see that it holloes for help. The other 

 ants pay no attention. 



ALBERT. Maybe an ant wouldn't hollo at such times. 

 Why endanger the lives of the other ants? 



FLORENCE. There is a lot of music going to waste, 

 isn't there? 



ANT. All yours is wasted so far as I'm concerned. 



KENNETH. Eighteen inches from the trail I scratched 

 on the hard ground with a small stick for ten minutes. 

 Eighteen ants left the trail and came toward me four to 

 nine inches, but all returned except two that hid under 

 some weeds. 



CECIL. Some think that ants can't hear at all except 

 through the ground and their feet. As I can feel sound 

 waves through water with my body, so an ant may feel 

 sound waves through earth with its feet. 



KENNETH. I suppose they can hear through air. I 

 cracked two small stones together for quite a while two 

 feet from a group of ants. In time they all became excited 

 and five came straight to the stones. Two of the five tried 

 to bite them, while a third got cold feet, grabbed a stick 

 and ran. 



CECIL. Maybe they heard through the ground. 



