IN CAMP. 



I % have often % 

 wondered what 

 happens to the 

 enormous quan- 

 tity of seed which 



adorns the large spikes of the tall 

 elephant grass which clothes such a large 

 area of the jungles of India ; and whose 

 tall elegant white feathered heads, pro- 

 jecting upwards so gracefully from the 

 brilliant green drooping tufts of foliage, 

 give to the jungles at the close of the 

 rains the appearance of a giant garden. 



Recently, whilst sitting on a ride await- 

 ing patiently for a beat to commence, my 

 attention was attracted to a large com- 

 pany of what have been termed the 

 Granary Ants owing to their habit of 

 storing up grain against hard times in 

 the winter. The grain is either taken 

 into the interior of the nest or it is heaped 

 up into a pile at the entrance door. 



Opinions are diversified as to what 

 the ants do with this store, and it is 

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