The Life of the Caterpillar 



insect could not have made straighter for the 

 coveted object had it been guided by sight; 

 It always digs at the foot of the straws, my 

 sign-posts. The Dog, nosing the ground for 

 truffles, hardly achieves this degree of pre- 

 cision. 



Has the hydnocystis then a very pungent 

 smell, able to give such positive information 

 to its consumer's scent? Not at all. To our 

 nostrils it is a neutral object, devoid of any 

 appreciable olfactory character. A tiny peb- 

 ble taken out of the ground would impress us 

 just as much with its faint aroma of fresh 

 earth. As a revealer of underground fungous 

 products, the Bolboceras here rivals the Dog. 

 He would even rise superior to the Dog, were 

 he able to generalize. But he is a rigorous 

 specialist: he knows only the hydnocystis. No- 

 thing else, so far as I am aware, tempts him 

 to dig.^ 



Both of them search the subsoil very 

 closely, at the level of the ground; and the 

 object which they seek is not far down. Were 

 they farther away, neither the Dog nor the in- 



^ Since writing the above lines, I have found him 

 eating one of the true Tuberaceas, Tuber Requienii, TuL., 

 the size of a cherry. — Author's Note- 



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