26 GLEANINGS FEOM NATURE. 



gorgeously arrayed. In addition to the hues above 

 described, a streak of emerald bordered his dorsal and 

 caudal fins and was bent around the edge of his upper 

 lip a green mustache, as it were. By tolling them 

 with occasional bits of food I drew him and his reti- 

 nue close into shore. There, for some time they rested, 

 watching eagerly for additional morsels. As I was 

 leaving I plucked from my sleeve an ant and threw it 

 towards them. A dart, a gurgle, a gulp the leader 

 had leaped half his length from the water, and the ant 

 was forever gone. The ripples receded and finally 

 disappeared, and the last scene in this tragedy of 

 nature was at an end. 



