. Annual report. Entomological Society of Ontario; Insect pests; Insects -- Ontario Periodicals. 66 THE EEPORT OF THE No. 36 So let us live. Is not the life well spent Which loves the lot that kindly Nature weaves For all inheriting, or adorning, earth ? Which shows light pleasure over true content, ^ Blossoms with fruitage, flowers as well as leaves, And sweetens wisdom with a taste of mirth ? —Thomas Douhleday. It was " a land of brooks of water, of fountains and depths that spring out of valleys and ; In one of the brooks I had a particular interest, for it ran through my ow
. Annual report. Entomological Society of Ontario; Insect pests; Insects -- Ontario Periodicals. 66 THE EEPORT OF THE No. 36 So let us live. Is not the life well spent Which loves the lot that kindly Nature weaves For all inheriting, or adorning, earth ? Which shows light pleasure over true content, ^ Blossoms with fruitage, flowers as well as leaves, And sweetens wisdom with a taste of mirth ? —Thomas Douhleday. It was " a land of brooks of water, of fountains and depths that spring out of valleys and ; In one of the brooks I had a particular interest, for it ran through my own meadow, and under my windows, and bounded two sides of my garden. A quarter of a mile beyond, it "turned a ; I had in those days what the poet Samuel Rogers desired when he wrote:— " Mine be a cot beside a hill; A bee-hive's hum shall soothe mine ear; A willowy brook that turns a mill. With many a fall shall murmur ;. Fig. 30. Cray-fish. One day I resolved to trace the stream to its source. I found that it was not the discharge of a mountain tarn, as many a brook in that part of the country is. Like the River Thames, in England, it took its rise in a spring, and increased in volume from the outflow of other springs, and from the surface drainage of the hill-sides. One of the tributary springs was near my house. It had been "cleaned out" and a bottomless half-barrel inserted; and this was always full, and running over, with pure, translucent water. The movement of the sand at the bottom of it could be seen as the water bub]3led up. One day, on looking in, I noticed two creatures crawling over the sandy bottom of the spring; they were Cray-fish. I fished them out and placed them in a vessel of water, that I might observe them closely. What strange creatures they were! They had nippers like the scorpion; stalk-eyes like the chameleon, antennse like an insect, and fan-tails like the birds. They seemed a freak of Nature. It was interesti
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