The other seemed hearty and lived with me for nearly eighteen months.

I treated him as well as I knew how; placed him in a small box with the choice of three sorts of old paper to eat, and very seldom disturbed him.

He evidently resented his confinement, ate very little, moved very little, and changed in appearance very little, even when dead.

This Greek worm, filled with Hebrew lore, differed in many respects from any other I have seen.

He was longer, thinner, and more delicate looking than any of his English congeners.