CXXXIV. There is a kind of Reptiles and Insects (I don’t mean the common Tortoise) which is a certain sort of Snake, small in Body and of white Colour, found in Lydia, Arabia,—cased over with a white colour’d Shell, which shines like a sparkling Margarite[[307]].
[307]. Pancirollus.
I shall close this Part with an Experiment made by the noble Roman before-mentioned, who (being sollicitous to take a compleat View of a Serpent) after he had dissected one, preserved the Flesh and Bones, and having, secundum artem, reduced them to Ashes,—extracted Aqua Fontana,—whose Virtues were equal to those drawn from the Ashes of other Animals, and of Plants.
To this venemous Tribe, I shall annex a few Reptiles, in whose Veins I find something of the Serpent’s Blood; and close the variegated List with a large Account of the Tarantula, its Wound, and Cure by Musick; then inquire into the Reasons of that strange Operation; the Nature and Force of Sounds, not only on the Animal Passions, but Inanimate Matter. I shall begin with,
I. The Bee, called the Honey-Fly, a little Animal that has four Feet, which it carries close to the Belly, and not easily separated: It has four Wings, small Teeth, and a long Tongue, which usually it carries out of the Mouth. Its Sting cleaves to the Belly, which, when it strikes, it parts with, and becomes uncapable of wounding a second time; which, I think can’t be said of any other Member of the stinging Race, unless it be the Wasp and Hornet.
The Sting, in the Design of it, seems to be only a Weapon of Defence; it looks like a Tube or Pipe, hollow, with a little Bag of sharp penetrating Liquid (which is its Poison) joined to the Extremity of it within the Body, which, in stinging, is injected into the Wound thro’ the Tube; and tho’ venemous and painful, is not strong enough to corrupt the Mass of Blood.
One may, with the naked Eye, sometimes see this little Insect discharge its Venom, in which, says the ingenious Dr. Mead, by the help of a Glass, I can easily discover a great Number of minute Salts floating. In Brazil, Bees are distinguish’d into twelve kinds, among which are some that sting in a most furious and fatal manner, called Mateecas by the Indians.
In Ceylon in the East-Indies, are several Bees, the largest are of a brighter Colour than ours; they make their Combs on the Boughs of Trees: At proper Seasons, the Inhabitants hold Torches under them, till they drop down, which they carefully gather, boil and eat, and are accounted excellent Food. In Quatemala are Bees and Honey of a white Colour, and some without a Sting, says the Historian[[308]].
[308]. Nierembergius, p. 286.
II. To the Bee, I add the Wasp, which, as it is something larger, makes a deeper Wound; it differs also from it in its Food, which is Flesh and Carrion, when it can be got; whereas the Bee regales itself with delicious Entertainments, and enriches its Family with all the Glories of the vegetable Kingdom. From whence is the Honey? I answer, That in Flowers is found a viscid sweet Juice, and accordingly we see Children gather Cowslips, Honeysuckles, and suck the Honey from them. The Bees visit all Flowers within their Reach, and putting it in their Trunks, suck out the Honey, with which they load their Stomachs, to be discharg’d, and laid up in their Combs. Among the Antients, Honey was taken for a Dew that fell on Flowers; but this is a mistake, because the Bees only gather it after the Sun is up, when there is no Dew left, or very little.