CHAPTER XII.

Terebella Figulus.

(THE POTTER.)

'Whether progressing on the solid surface, or moving through the water, or tunneling the sand, advancing or retreating in its tube, the Annelid performs muscular feats distinguished at once for their complexity and harmony. In grace of form the little worm excels the serpent. In regularity of march, the thousandfooted Nereid outrivals the Centipede. The leaf-armed Phyllodoce swims with greater beauty of mechanism than the fish; and the vulgar earthworm shames the mole in the exactitude and skill of its subterranean operations. Why, then, should the "humble worm" have remained so long without a historian? Is the care, the wisdom, the love, the paternal solicitude of the Almighty not legible in the surpassing organism, the ingenious architectures, the individual and social habits, the adaptation of structure to the physical conditions of existence of these "degraded beings?" Do not their habitations display His care, their instincts His wisdom, their merriment His love, their vast specific diversities His solicitous and inscrutable Providence.' -DR. WILLIAMS.