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MY STUDIO NEIGHBORS 





was left, while for five minutes more she pursued 

 the same zigzag, apparently senseless meandering 

 over the entire field of earth. Now she seems 

 again to stumble upon her neg- 

 lected prey, and taking it once 

 more in her formidable jaws, 

 she lugs it again for a long 

 helter-skelter jaunt, this time 

 depositing it in the neighbor- 

 hood of a hole, which at first 

 sicjht might have been consid- 

 ered an "ant -hole," from the 

 debris which lay scattered about 

 in its vicinity. After consider- 

 able needless delay, she 

 is seen for once motion- 

 less, so far as her legs are 

 -i;\_, concerned, but with her 

 head over the tunnel, 

 while, with flipping wings and 

 P" rapidly waving antennce, she 



investigates its depths. Sat- 

 isfied that all is well, she again reaches her drowsy 

 spider, by a tangled circuit of about a quarter of a 

 mile — wasp measurement — and taking the victim 

 in her teeth for the third time, finally succeeds in 

 reaching the burrow, into which, without a parti- 



