A REMEDY FOR HARD TIMES.
I have a message from a bird on the Sea Islands off the coast of South Carolina.
"Here," says my friend, "I lately found a remedy for hard times. Looking for food one day, I came close to the home of a silk-spider who was about to make a new web. Now, what do you think I saw him doing? Why, he was eating up the old web, so as to turn it into thread again, and use it a second time! Another curious thing that I found out about this economical old fellow is that, although he has a great many eyes, he can see only just well enough to tell light from darkness."
Now, what in the world can be the use of that spider's eyes, I'd like to know, if he can't see the things around him?