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marsh hens for supper。  Legrand was in one of his fitshow else

shall I term them?of enthusiasm。  He had found an unknown

bivalve; forming a new genus; and; more than this; he had hunted

down and secured; with Jupiter's assistance; a scarabaeus which he

believed to be totally new; but in respect to which he wished to

have my opinion on the morrow。



〃And why not to…night?〃 I asked; rubbing my hands over the blaze;

and wishing the whole tribe of scarabaei at the devil。



〃Ah; if I had only known you were here!〃 said Legrand; 〃but it's so

long since I saw you; and how could I foresee that you would pay me

a visit this very night of all others?  As I was coming home I met

Lieutenant G; from the fort; and; very foolishly; I lent him

the bug; so it will be impossible for you to see it until the

morning。  Stay here to…night; and I will send Jup down for it at

sunrise。  It is the loveliest thing in creation!〃



〃What?sunrise?〃



〃Nonsense! no!the bug。  It is of a brilliant gold colorabout

the size of a large hickory nutwith two jet black spots near one

extremity of the back; and another; somewhat longer; at the other。

The antennae are〃



〃Dey ain't NO tin in him; Massa Will; I keep a tellin' on you;〃

here interrupted Jupiter; 〃de bug is a goole…bug; solid; ebery bit

of him; inside and all; sep him wingneber feel half so hebby a

bug in my life。〃



〃Well; suppose it is; Jup;〃 replied Legrand; somewhat more

earnestly; it seemed to me; than the case demanded; 〃is that any

reason for your letting the birds burn?  The color〃here he turned

to me〃is really almost enough to warrant Jupiter's idea。  You

never saw a more brilliant metallic luster than the scales emit

but of this you cannot judge till to…morrow。  In the meantime I can

give you some idea of the shape。〃  Saying this; he seated himself

at a small table; on which were a pen and ink; but no paper。  He

looked for some in a drawer; but found none。



〃Never mind;〃 he said at length; 〃this will answer;〃 and he drew

from his waistcoat pocket a scrap of what I took to be very dirty

foolscap; and made upon it a rough drawing with the pen。  While he

did this; I retained my seat by the fire; for I was still chilly。

When the design was complete; he handed it to me without rising。

As I received it; a loud growl was heard; succeeded by a scratching

at the door。  Jupiter opened it; and a large Newfoundland;

belonging to Legrand; rushed in; leaped upon my shoulders; and

loaded me with caresses; for I had shown him much attention during

previous visits。  When his gambols were over; I looked at the

paper; and; to speak the truth; found myself not a little puzzled

at what my friend had depicted。



〃Well!〃 I said; after contemplating it for some minutes; 〃this IS a

strange scarabaeus; I must confess; new to me; never saw anything

like it beforeunless it was a skull; or a death's head; which it

more nearly resembles than anything else that has come under MY

observation。〃



〃A death's head!〃 echoed Legrand。  〃Ohyeswell; it has something

of that appearance upon paper; no doubt。  The two upper black spots

look like eyes; eh? and the longer one at the bottom like a mouth

and then the shape of the whole is oval。〃



〃Perhaps so;〃 said I; 〃but; Legrand; I fear you are no artist。  I

must wait until I see the beetle itself; if I am to form any idea

of its personal appearance。〃



〃Well; I don't know;〃 said he; a little nettled; 〃I draw tolerably

SHOULD do it at leasthave had good masters; and flatter myself

that I am not quite a blockhead。〃



〃But; my dear fellow; you are joking then;〃 said I; 〃this is a very

passable SKULLindeed; I may say that it is a very EXCELLENT

skull; according to the vulgar notions about such specimens of

physiologyand your scarabaeus must be the queerest scarabaeus in

the world if it resembles it。  Why; we may get up a very thrilling

bit of superstition upon this hint。  I presume you will call the

bug Scarabaeus caput hominis; or something of that kindthere are

many similar titles in the Natural Histories。  But where are the

antennae you spoke of?〃



〃The antennae!〃 said Legrand; who seemed to be getting

unaccountably warm upon the subject; 〃I am sure you must see the

antennae。  I made them as distinct as they are in the original

insect; and I presume that is sufficient。〃



〃Well; well;〃 I said; 〃perhaps you havestill I don't see them;〃

and I handed him the paper without additional remark; not wishing

to ruffle his temper; but I was much surprised at the turn affairs

had taken; his ill humor puzzled meand; as for the drawing of the

beetle; there were positively NO antennae visible; and the whole

DID bear a very close resemblance to the ordinary cuts of a death's

head。



He received the paper very peevishly; and was about to crumple it;

apparently to throw it in the fire; when a casual glance at the

design seemed suddenly to rivet his attention。  In an instant his

face grew violently redin another excessively pale。  For some

minutes he continued to scrutinize the drawing minutely where he

sat。  At length he arose; took a candle from the table; and

proceeded to seat himself upon a sea chest in the farthest corner

of the room。  Here again he made an anxious examination of the

paper; turning it in all directions。  He said nothing; however; and

his conduct greatly astonished me; yet I thought it prudent not to

exacerbate the growing moodiness of his temper by any comment。

Presently he took from his coat pocket a wallet; placed the paper

carefully in it; and deposited both in a writing desk; which he

locked。  He now grew more composed in his demeanor; but his

original air of enthusiasm had quite disappeared。  Yet he seemed

not so much sulky as abstracted。  As the evening wore away he

became more and more absorbed in reverie; from which no sallies of

mine could arouse him。  It had been my intention to pass the night

at the hut; as I had frequently done before; but; seeing my host in

this mood; I deemed it proper to take leave。  He did not press me

to remain; but; as I departed; he shook my hand with even more than

his usual cordiality。



It was about a month after this (and during the interval I had seen

nothing of Legrand) when I received a visit; at Charleston; from

his man; Jupiter。  I had never seen the good old negro look so

dispirited; and I feared that some serious disaster had befallen my

friend。



〃Well; Jup;〃 said I; 〃what is the matter now?how is your master?〃



〃Why; to speak the troof; massa; him not so berry well as mought

be。〃



〃Not well!  I am truly sorry to hear it。  What does he complain


of?〃



〃Dar! dot's it!him neber 'plain of notin'but him berry sick for

all dat。〃



〃VERY sick; Jupiter!why didn't you say so at once?  Is he

confined to bed?〃



〃No; dat he aint!he aint 'fin'd nowhardat's just whar de shoe

pinchmy mind is got to be berry hebby 'bout poor Massa Will。〃



〃Jupiter; I should like to understand what it is you are talking

about。  You say your master is sick。  Hasn't he told you what ails

him?〃



〃Why; massa; 'taint worf while for to git mad about de matter

Massa Will say noffin at all aint de matter wid himbut den what

make him go about looking dis here way; wid he head down and he

soldiers up; and as white as a goose?  And den he keep a syphon all

de time〃



〃Keeps a what; Jupiter?〃



〃Keeps a syphon wid de figgurs on de slatede queerest figgurs I

ebber did see。  Ise gittin' to be skeered; I tell you。  Hab for to

keep mighty tight eye 'pon him 'noovers。  Todder day he gib me slip

'fore de sun up and was gone de whole ob de blessed day。  I had a

big stick ready cut for to gib him deuced good beating when he did

comebut Ise sich a fool dat I hadn't de heart arter allhe

looked so berry poorly。〃



〃Eh?what?ah yes!upon the whole I think you had better not be

too severe with the poor fellowdon't flog him; Jupiterhe can't

very well stand itbut can you form no idea of what has occasioned

this illness; or rather this change of conduct?  Has anything

unpleasant happened since I saw you?〃



〃No; massa; dey aint bin noffin onpleasant SINCE den'twas 'FORE

den I'm feared'twas de berry day you was dare。〃



〃How? what do you mean。〃



〃Why; massa; I mean de bugdare now。〃



〃The what?〃



〃De bugI'm berry sartin dat Massa Will bin bit somewhere 'bout de

head by dat goole…bug。〃



〃And what cause have you; Jupiter; for such a supposition?〃



〃Claws enuff; massa; and mouff; too。  I nebber did see sich a

deuced bughe kick and he bite eberyting what cum near him。  Massa

Will cotch him fuss; but had for to let him go 'gin mighty quick; I

tell youden was de time he must ha' got de bite。  I didn't like

de look ob de bug mouff; myself; nohow; so I wouldn't take hold oh

him wid my finger; but I cotch him wid a piece oh paper dat I

found。  I rap him up in de paper and stuff a piece of

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