Bramble-bees and Others 



Poor though It be, I should love to see my 

 own village again; I should like to leave my 

 bones there. 



Does the Insect In Its turn receive a lasting 

 impression of Its earliest visions? Has It 

 pleasant memories of Its first surroundings? 

 We will not speak of the majority, a world 

 of wandering gipsies who establish themselves 

 anywhere provided that certain conditions be 

 fulfilled; but the others, the settlers, living In 

 groups: do they recall their native village? 

 Have they, like ourselves, a special affection 

 for the place which saw their birth? 



Yes, indeed they have : they remember, they 

 recognize the maternal abode, they come back 

 to it, they restore it, they colonize it anew. 

 Among many other Instances, let us quote that 

 of the Zebra Hallctus. She will show us a 

 splendid example of love for one's birthplace 

 translating itself into deeds. 



The Hallctus' spring family acquire the 

 adult form in a couple of months or so : they 

 leave the cells about the end of June. What 

 goes on inside these neophytes as they cross 

 the threshold of the burrow for the first time? 

 Something, apparently, that may be compared 

 with our own Impressions of childhood. An 



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