272 HASTY OBSERVATION 



This same little boy, by looking closely, has 

 discovered that there are certain stingless wasps. 

 When he sees one which bears the marks he 

 boldly catches him in his hand. The wasp goes 

 through the motions of stinging so perfectly, so 

 works and thrusts with its flexible body, that 

 nearly every hand to which it is offered draws 

 back. The mark by which the boy is guided is 

 the light color of the wasp's face. Most coun- 

 try boys know that white-faced bumble-bees are 

 stingless, but I have not before known a boy 

 bold enough to follow the principle out and ap- 

 ply it to wasps as well. These white-faces are 

 the males, and answer to the drones in the bee 

 hive; though the drones have not a white face. 



We cannot all find the same things in nature. 

 She is all things to all men. She is like the 

 manna that came down from heaven. "He 

 made manna to descend for them, in which were 

 all manner of tastes; and every Israelite found 

 in it what his palate was chiefly pleased with. 

 If he desired fat in it, he had it. In it the 

 young men tasted bread ; the old men, honey ; 

 and the children, oil." But all found in it 

 substance and strength. So with nature. In 

 her are "all manner of tastes," science, art, 

 poetry, utility, and good in all. The botanist 

 has one pleasure in her, the ornithologist an- 

 other, the explorer another, the walker and 

 sportsman another; what all may have is the 

 refreshment and the exhilaration which come 

 from a loving and intelligent scrutiny of her 

 manifold works. 



