The Insect Folk by Margaret Warner Morley
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A bird would have to be very close to a walking stick to tell it from a
twig. The female drops the eggs on the ground, and leaves them to hatch out and make their way in the world as best they can. [Illustration] The young walking sticks look just like their parents, only of course they are very small, and they are green in color, like the leaves they eat. Yes, little Nell, I should like to find some too; they must be cunning little things. They eat and grow and moult, and eat and grow and moult, until they are grown up. There are a good many species of walking sticks in the world, particularly in hot countries; and to their family belong the longest of known insects, some being nearly a foot long. Just imagine a walking stick a foot long! And some of them are quite prettily colored, though certain species are not pleasant to handle, as they give forth a bad-smelling milky fluid when disturbed. They are gentle little folk, all of them, and move slowly about over the leaves and twigs, not wishing to harm any living thing. |
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