IN THE BUNGALOW. 



andjiere they proved it ; for surely not 

 one of the hermetically sealed tins that 

 had been in the godown for a week or 

 two had been left untried ; the bright 

 wrappers had been eaten off in minute 

 holes or in thin streaks in the search 

 for a possible opening ; a bag of sugar 

 left unwarily open was a seething craw- 

 ling mass of black, Avith a thick black 

 moving waving stream, flowing both 

 ways, disappearing from it to a dark 

 corner. 



The ant in question was that tiny 

 minute insect about y&th inch long 



which has one of the most unerring , . 



flairs for sugar of any animal, save a ^ ^t 



child, I know of. Where he comes ^ ^ ^ * 



from and where he goes to must often 

 have puzzled many millions of the human 

 race in their day. Stand a sugar-coated 

 cake, a bunch of grapes or any other 

 sugary comestible on a table in the aver- 

 age sun dried mud-brick built bungalow 

 in the districts in India and it will not be 



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