The Life of the Weevil 
dle will permit, let us be on the alert; for very 
interesting things are about to happen. Let 
me describe them hour by hour. 
8. A.M.—The larva is not making use 
of the twig with which I provided it. It 
is crawling along the glass, darting its pointed 
head now this way, now that. With a gentle 
creeping movement that causes an undulation 
of the back and belly, it is trying to settle it- 
self comfortably. After two hours of this 
effort, which is certain to be accompanied by 
an emission of viscous fluid, it finds a position 
to its taste. 
10 A.M.—Being now fixed to the glass, 
the larva has shrunk into the semblance of a 
little barrel, or a grain of wheat with rounded 
ends. At one end is a shining black speck. 
This is the head, jammed into a fold of the 
first segment. The grub’s colour is un- 
changed: it is still a dirty yellow. 
1 P. M.—A copious emission of fine black 
granules, followed by semifluid dejecta. To 
avoid soiling its future residence and to pre- 
pare the intestine for the delicate chemistry 
about to follow, the grub purges itself before- 
hand of its impurities. It is now a uniform 
pale yellow, without the cloudy markings 
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