86 ANTS AND CHILDREN OF THE GARDEN 



CECIL. I think that is wonderful. Ours pay no atten- 

 tion to those killed on the trail. 



ANT. You'll not often have a chance to see us rescue a 

 sister. 



CECIL. Well, I saw one of ours rescue another of the 

 same kind, but from another colony. I dropped both of 

 them at the door of Longlegs (a long-legged ant), and 

 where several big-headed soldiers were on guard. Now, 

 listen: Our ant grabbed the other and carried her six 

 inches away from the danger point. This was done before 

 the soldiers had time to make an attack. What do you 

 think of that? 



FLORENCE. Strange that our ant would rescue the 

 other one from the bulldogs when she would not have 

 allowed it around her own door. These soldiers are a 

 fright. They do remind me of bulldogs. 



CECIL. An ant was carrying home a woolly seed that 

 caught on something and she couldn't loosen it. Another 

 ant came along, helped unfasten it, and then went on to 

 the seed field. 



FLORENCE. Ants think, eh? 



KENNETH. Speaking of Longlegs, I saw one of them 

 acting in a suspicious manner today. It pretended to be 

 working for our ants. It dragged the body of a dead 

 Carpenter up to the door of our ants and left it as if for 

 food. It must be a scout or belong to the secret service. 



CECIL. Why, I saw a Carpenter drag the dead body of 

 one of her own sisters up to the door of our ants and leave 

 it; for food, maybe. 



DOROTHY. Our good-natured ants must be very popular. 



KENNETH. I pasted an ant in some stiff mud last night. 

 This morning the ants had dug a three-eighths inch hole 

 around her and were trying to pull her out. I loosened 



