fabre, poet of science-第28节
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promise; a gradual elaboration of new organs; timid attempts which the
centuries will harden to a complete armour; AND IF THIS WERE SO THE PRESENT
WOULD TEACH US WHAT THE FUTURE IS TO BE。〃 (9/16。)
Here is a specific transformation; a veritable creation; fortuitous; blind;
and silent; one of those innumerable attempts which nature is always
making; for the moment a mere matter of hazard; until some propitious
circumstance fixes it in future incarnations。
Thus millions of indeterminate creatures are incessantly roughed out in the
substance of that microcosm which is the initial cell; and it is here that
Fabre sees the real secret of the law of evolution。
He refutes the great principle of Leibnitz; which was so brilliantly
adopted by Darwin; that changes occur by degrees; by 〃fine shades;〃 by slow
variations; as the result of successive adaptations; and that there is no
jumping…off place in nature。 On the contrary; life often passes suddenly
from one form to another; by abrupt and capricious leaps; by irregular and
disorderly steps; and it is in the egg that Fabre sees the first lineaments
of these mysterious and spontaneous variations。
Species are therefore born as a whole; each at the same time; AT THE SAME
MOMENT; 〃bringing into being its new organism; with its individual
properties and peculiarities; its indelible and innate faculties and
tendencies; like 〃so many medals; each struck with a different die; which
the gnawing tooth of time attacks only sooner or later to annihilate it。〃
However; Fabre affirms the continuity of progress; he believes in a better
and more merciful future; a more complete humanity; ruled by more
harmonious or less brutal laws。
With what profound intelligence and what generous enthusiasm he seeks to
conjecture what this future might be; in his beautiful observations on the
young of the Lycosa (9/17。); which can live for weeks and months in
absolute abstinence; although we can perceive no reserve of nutriment!
We know no other sources of animal activity save the energy derived from
food。 Vegetables draw the materials of their nourishment from the soil and
the air; and the sunlight is only an intermediary which enables the plant
to fix its carbon。 The animal species in turn borrow the elements
indispensable to their existence from the vegetable world; or restore their
flesh and blood with the flesh and blood of other animals。
Now the young Lycosae 〃are not inert on their mother's back; if they fall
from the maternal chine they quickly pick themselves up and climb up one of
her legs; and once back in place they have to preserve the equilibrium of
the mass。 In reality they know no such thing as complete repose。 What then
is the energetic aliment which enables the little Lycosae to struggle?
Whence is the heat expended in action derived?〃
Fabre sees no other source than 〃the sun。〃
〃Every day; if the sky is clear; the Lycosa; loaded with her little ones;
crawls to the edge of her well; and for long hours lies in the sun。 There;
on the maternal back; the young ones stretch themselves out; saturate
themselves in the sunshine; charging themselves with motor reserves;
steeping themselves in energy; directly converting into movement the
calorific radiations coming from the sun; the centre of all life。〃
The Scorpion also is able to live for months without nourishment; restoring
directly; in the form of movement; 〃the effluvia emanating from the sun or
from other ambient energiesheat; electricity; lightwhich are the soul
of the world。〃
Perhaps; among the innumerable worlds of space; there is somewhere;
gravitating round a fixed star; a planet invisible to us where 〃the
sunlight sates the hunger of the blind。〃
The gentle philosophy of the ingenious dreamer soothes itself with the
vision; entertained by great and noble minds; of a humanity 〃whose teeth
will no longer attack sensible life; nor even the pulp of fruits〃; 〃when
creatures will devour one another no longer; will no longer feed upon the
dead; when they will be nourished by the sunlight; without conflict;
without war; without labour; freed from all care; and assured against all
needs!〃
Thus; in the humblest creatures; he sees the most marvellous perspectives;
the body of the lowest insect becomes suddenly a transcendent secret;
lighting up the abyss of the human soul; or giving it a glimpse of the
stars。
And although his work is in contradiction to the theories of the
evolutionists; it ends with the same moral conclusion; namely; that all
creation moves slowly and without intermission on its gradual ascent
towards progress。
CHAPTER 10。 THE ANIMAL MIND。
The cunning anatomist has now successively laid bare all the springs of the
animal intellect; he has shown how the various movements are mutually
combined and engaged。 But so far we have seen only one of the faces of the
little mind of the animal; let us now consider the other aspect; the moral
side; the region of feeling; the problem of which is confounded with the
problem of instinct; and is doubtless fundamentally only another aspect of
the same elemental power。
After the conflict the insect manifests its delight; it seems sometimes to
exult in its triumph; 〃beside the caterpillar which it has just stabbed
with its sting; and which lies writhing on the ground;〃 the Ammophila
〃stamps; gesticulates; beats her wings;〃 capers about; sounding victory in
an intoxication of delight。
The sense of property exists in a high degree among the Mason…bees; with
them right comes before might; and 〃the intruder is always finally
dislodged。〃 (10/1。)
But can we find in the insect anything analogous to what we term devotion;
attachment; affectionate feeling? There are facts which lead us to believe
we may。
Let us go once more into Fabre's garden and admire the Thomisus: absorbed
in her maternal function; the little spider lying flat on her nest can
strive no longer and is wasting away; but persists in living; mere ruin
that she is; in order to open the door to her family with one last bite。
Feeling under the silken roof her offspring stamping with impatience; but
knowing that they have not strength to liberate themselves; she perforates
the capsule; making a sort of practicable skylight。 This duty accomplished;
she quietly surrenders to death; still grappled to her nest。
The Psyche; dominated by a kind of unconscious necessity; protects her
nursery by means of her body; anchors herself upon the threshold; and
perishes there; devoted to her family even in death。
However; Fabre will show us with infallible logic that all these instances
of foresight and maternal tenderness have; as a rule; no other motive than
pleasure and the blind impulse which urges the insect to follow only the
fatal path of its instincts。
In many species the material fact of maternity is reduced to its simplest
expression。
The Pieris limits herself to depositing her eggs on the leaves of the
cabbage; 〃on which the young must themselves find food and shelter。〃
〃From the height of the topmost clusters of the centaury the Clythris
negligently lets her eggs fall to the ground; one by one; here or there at
hazard; without the least care as to their installation。
〃The eggs of the Locustidae are implanted in the earth like seeds and
germinate like grain。〃
But stop before the Lycosa; that magnificent type of maternal love which
Fabre has already depicted。 〃She broods over her eggs with anxious
affection。 With the hinder claws resting on the margin of the well she
holds herself supported above the opening of the white sac; which is
swollen with eggs。 For several long weeks she exposes it to the sun during
half the day。 Gently she turns it about in order to present every side to
the vivifying light。 The bird; in order to hatch her eggs; covers them with
the down of her breast; and presses them against that living calorifer; her
heart。 The Lycosa turns hers about beneath the fires of heaven; she gives
them the sun for incubator。〃 (10。2。) Could abnegation be more perfect? What
greater proof could there be of renunciation and self…oblivion?
But appearances are vain。 Substitute for the beloved sac some other object;
and the spider 〃will turn about; with the same love; as though it were her
sac of eggs; a piece of cork; a pincushion; or a ball of paper;〃 just as
the hen; another victim of this sublime deception; will give all her heart
to hatching the china nest…eggs which have been placed beneath her; and for
weeks will forget to feed。
The young brood hatches; and the spider goes a…hunting; carrying her little
ones on her back; she protects them in case of danger; but is incapable of
recognizing them or of distinguishing them from the young of others。 The
Copris and the Scorpion are no less blind; 〃and their maternal tenderness
barely exceeds that of the plant;