222 NATURE’S CRAFTSMEN 
the tiny worm these little lobes are a veritable 
protective forest, and it slinks gratefully in 
among them, knowing full well that here it is 
safely hidden from the many bright eyes that are 
in turn peering eagerly about for food. And 
here the little worm tarries for a time browsing 
on what we may well term the shrubbery of the 
forest. Now, if the orchardist has been fore¬ 
handed, the worm shortly fills his stomach with 
the tiny particles of spray dope that have been 
scattered there, and he dies without doing any 
noticeable damage. 
“It is important that the blossom-end of the 
fruit be filled with the poison at a certain stage; 
for the tiny forest does not long remain free and 
open, the little lobes of the calyx draw tightly to¬ 
gether, and the way to the heart of the apple is 
securely closed. The little apple thief knows 
how this will be, and at the first warning of 
shrinkage in its tiny pasture, it slips inside the 
door, and begins a courageous tunneling toward 
the core of the fruit, knowing that there it will 
find tiny growing chambers well-suited to its in¬ 
dividual needs. Imagine yourselves shut into a 
tight little room filled with meat and drink, with 
nothing to do but to eat your way out when you 
got ready! There might be drawbacks to the sit¬ 
uation, but the little apple-worm discerns none. 
Safe and secure it feeds and grows lustily. 
