CRABS , 
1 \ 
least I saw such a chase once. Never did crab flee as that 
little one fled from the chela sequentes of his dire parent. 
He doubled and dodged and ran again, but all in vain ! 
He was caught and nipped in two. Then came Nemesis in 
the form of my dog, and the pursuer was pursued. In his 
flurry he lost his way, and darting into the wrong hole, all 
but fell into the arms of a bigger crab than itself. Darting 
out again, he was instantly crushed by a great paw. 
You may ask how I know that the big crab was father of 
the little one. I do not know that he was ; but what does 
it matter ? He did not know he was not. 
