<h2><SPAN name="THE_TRANSFORMATION_OF_THE_VICEROY" id="THE_TRANSFORMATION_OF_THE_VICEROY"></SPAN>THE TRANSFORMATION OF THE VICEROY.<br/> <span class="xx-smaller"><span style="font-weight:lighter;"> (<i>Basilarchia archippus.</i>)</span></span></h2>
<p class="ac">REST METCALF.</p>
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<p class="drop-cap">UGH! The ugly worm! Crush it!
Wait a moment, listen, while I
tell you a more excellent way.
Notice on what your worm is
feeding; take a branch of it home and
place it in a bottle of water with the
worm on it; then place the bottle with
its contents in a large box, fastening a
wire securely over the box, to prevent
the escape; then watch your worm. Perhaps
your worm will be the one so often
found on the milkweed (<i>asclepias</i>) with
black and yellow stripes around his
body, two little horns in front on his
head and one at the tail. If you keep
him well supplied with fresh leaves, in
a short time he will eat all he wishes
and then, and not until then, will he
leave the plant on which he is feeding
and travel many a long journey up and
down and all around the box, until you
may imagine he has gone crazy from
his confinement; but that is not the case,
as you will soon see. When he finds
just the right place, he will remain quite
still to all appearances, but really he is
very busy with his bobbin of silk and
glue bottle weaving a small silken mat
and fastening it very securely to the
top of the box, and the next thing you
will see him hanging by his tail from
this mat, with his head recurved. Watch
him and you will notice that he makes
little jerky motions. For about twenty-four
hours he remains in that same position,
when suddenly he drops down
his head so that he hangs straight down;
now don't leave him for a moment, for
very soon after taking that position,
his black and yellow striped coat begins
to split open, right between those
two little black horns on the head, as
evenly as though cut with a sharp knife
and a pale green globular object comes
into sight. With a few contortions of the
body the little fellow pushes up his old
coat, folding each stripe, just as Japanese
lanterns fold up, then with a dexterous
movement he fastens the end of
his beautiful green chrysalis to the mat,
dropping his old clothes, so closely
compacted together that you would
hardly recognize them. Now for two
hours he exercises by little shrugs until
the beautiful green chrysalis hangs complete,
with gold band and pure gold
spots, the most beautiful chrysalis I
ever saw. Everyone exclaims, "How
beautiful!" and wonders how an ugly
worm could so transform itself into a
thing of beauty.</p>
<p>For ten days we can see no change in
the looks of this chrysalis; then it grows
darker and darker until you can distinguish
the veins on the wings of the
future butterfly. Then this little fellow,
tired of his close quarters, opens
the door of his beautiful chrysalis and
creeps out, clinging fast to the empty
nest. O, what tiny wings! But as you
watch they dry out and lengthen to three
times their first size and you behold the
beautiful large Viceroy—orange-red
wings with black lines along the nervures
and a row of white spots along
the outer margin, his black body beautifully
spotted with white.</p>
<p>Or perhaps you may find, on the carrots
in your garden, a worm with black
and green stripes around his body, the
black stripe being decorated with yellow
spots. He will spin a long silken mat
the length of his body and to that mat
fasten a swing to hang around his body,
so that by using a little glue at the end of
his body the swing will hold his chrysalis
in place. This chrysalis is not as
beautiful as the Viceroy, but very interesting
in its odd shape and in its development
and will well repay all the
interest taken in it. Perhaps you may
be surprised by not seeing a beautiful
butterfly emerge from your chrysalis,
but instead an Ichneumon fly, for
often the Ichneumon fly deposits her
egg in the caterpillar's back, and he
can not say her nay; after he is nicely
settled in his chrysalis this egg hatches
and develops rapidly, needing so much
food that nothing is left of the poor
caterpillar or worm, but the fly prospers
and soon comes forth full-grown, from
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a round hole which he makes in the
side of the chrysalis.</p>
<p>Each variety of worm and caterpillar
will reward you with a different chrysalis
or cocoon. If you are not sure of
your worm place a box of dirt in your
box, for some worms go into the dirt to
make the great change. After watching
these changes you, too, will say:
"Don't crush the worms! For are they
not a symbol of our own death and resurrection
when we shall awake in His
glorious likeness?"</p>
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