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THE INTERPRETER BETWEEN MAN AND THE INSECT. 
I admit that this weighty plea has made an im¬ 
pression on me. 
If thou toilest and lovest, 0 Insect, whatever may 
be thy aspect, I cannot separate myself from thee. We 
are truly somewhat akin. For what am I myself, but 
a worker ? What has been my greatest happiness in 
this world ? 
Our communion of action and destiny will open my 
heart, and give me a new sense with which to under¬ 
stand thy silence. Love—the divine force which cir¬ 
culates in all things, like an universal soul—is the 
interpreter through whose agency our insects discourse 
and understand each other without speech. 
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