AUGUST 159 



untold, at least in any language we have 

 learned to understand, for she is voiceless. 



THE CRICKET A FIDDLER 



Indeed, it is only by a stretch of the imagi- 

 nation that we may call the chirp of the 

 cricket its voice. These strange creatures 

 are so entirely different from us in every 

 way that, though even the scientist uses 

 human terms in speaking of them, these 

 terms only apply by the roughest analogies. 



Their eyes are unlike our eyes, and must 

 present a totally different picture of the 

 landscape. Their ears are so different 

 from ours and so strangely placed that we 

 were long in doubt as to what the organ 

 meant and still in many cases are uncertain. 

 Their jaws have positively no relation to our 

 jaws; indeed they probably were originally 

 legs, and they work from side to side in- 

 stead of up and down as our jaws do. And 

 so it is with the voice. Our voice, as well 

 as the bark of the dog, the song of the bird, 

 the hiss of the serpent, the croak of the frog, 

 all are made in some way or other by the 



