FROGS, TOADS AND SOME GRAY-HAIRED LIES 437 



numbered among his personal friends many well- 

 known artists and noted engravers, who gladly put 

 aside their brush, pencil or graver for the pleasure 

 of seeing the frog devour a crab, bug or bat that 

 had been captured for him. An old fish globe was 

 brought into requisition, and through its transpar- 

 ent wall the green prisoner stared at me as I wrote 

 this account. The frog had fasted in this crystal 

 prison for three weeks before it occurred to me 

 that he might be hungry. To make amends for my 

 neglect I spent almost half a day chasing blue bot- 

 tle-flies around the room, but with indifferent suc- 



OUTLINE OF RABBIT'S HEAD SHOWING COMPARATIVE 

 SIZE OF TOAD 



