CHAPTER VII. 



It was the blush of morn, earth's choral hour, 



And the green grass was veil'd with gossamer, 



Silken as faery tunics seen in dreams, 



And set with dew-pearls, fairer far than ours ! 



What loom can emulate the spider's craft, 



Or weave, as they have woven thus, all time ? 



We call them loathsome, cruel who can look 



Upon the jewell'd Diadema, thron'd 



Within her complex armature of toils, 



And fail to wonder ? Who hath arm'd this race 



With all the lithesome serpent's fatal craft ? 



Set them by glebe and woodland, pool and cave, 



The ancient, peerless hunters of the world ? 



B. CARRINGTON. 



ARACHNIDA AND CRUSTACEA OF 

 SOUTHPORT. 



HE entire credit of the list of local spiders here given is 

 due to the Rev. O. Pickard-Cambridge, one of the 

 greatest of the British authorities upon the subject. 



The following remarks by Mr. Cambridge are valuable, as 

 being explanatory of the principles on which the list has 

 been compiled : " I do not pretend to say that this is a 



