Instincts comparable with habits, but different in their origin -- Instincts graduated -- Aphides and ants -- Instincts variable -- Domestic instincts, their origin -- Natural instincts of the cuckoo, ostrich, and parasitic bees -- Slave-making ants -- Hive-bee, its cell-making instinct - - Difficulties on the theory of the Natural Selection of instincts -- Neuter or sterile insects -- Summary.
It can be clearly shown that the most wonderful instincts with which we are acquainted, namely, those of the hive-bee and of many ants, could not possibly have been thus acquired.
Those particular ants
may be all that the naturalist paints them, but I am persuaded that the average ant
is a sham.
With the ant
-heap the respectable race of ants
began and with the ant
-heap they will probably end, which does the greatest credit to their perseverance and good sense.
But we might give the ants
a commission to look out for us; they run to and fro as if they had something to do, and they certainly know of a wife for our little snail
-king had come in the night with thousands and thousands of ants
, and the grateful creatures had by great industry picked up all the millet-seed and gathered them into the sacks.
were pouring down a glacier of loose earth heaped between the stones of the ruin--large brown ants
with polished bodies.
One day when I went out to my wood-pile, or rather my pile of stumps, I observed two large ants
, the one red, the other much larger, nearly half an inch long, and black, fiercely contending with one another.
It would be difficult to explain why and whither ants
whose heap has been destroyed are hurrying: some from the heap dragging bits of rubbish, larvae, and corpses, others back to the heap, or why they jostle, overtake one another, and fight, and it would be equally difficult to explain what caused the Russians after the departure of the French to throng to the place that had formerly been Moscow.
went to the bank of a river to quench its thirst, and being carried away by the rush of the stream, was on the point of drowning.
These words so alarmed Mombi that she quickly transformed herself from a shadow to a Black Ant
, in which shape she crawled along the ground, seeking a crack or crevice in which to hide her tiny body.
But the ant
enjoyed a better fate than the fly, and escaped the fatal jaws which lay concealed at the base of the conical hollow.