not propose, O valiant grave-diggers, to belittle your merits;
such is far from being my intention. I have that in my notes, on the
other hand, which will do you more honour than the case of the gibbet
and the Frog; I have gleaned, for your benefit, examples of prowess
which will shed a new lustre upon your reputation.

No, my intention is not to lessen your renown. However, it is not the
business of impartial history to maintain a given thesis; it follows
whither the facts lead it. I wish simply to question you upon the power
of logic attributed to you. Do you or do you not enjoy gleams of
reason? Have you within you the humble germ of human thought? That is
the problem before us.

To solve it we will not rely upon the accidents which good fortune may
now and again procure for us. We must employ the breeding-cage, which
will permit of assiduous visits, continued inquiry and a variety of
artifices. But how populate the cage? The land of the olive-tree is not
rich in Necrophori. To my knowledge it possesses only a single species,
N. vestigator (Hersch.); and even this rival of the grave-diggers of
the north is pretty scarce. The discovery of three or four in the
course of the spring was as much as my searches yielded in the old
days. This time, if I do not resort to the ruses of the trapper, I
shall obtain them in no greater numbers; whereas I stand in need of at
least a dozen.

These ruses are very simple. To go in search of the layer-out of
bodies, who exists only here and there in the country-side, would be
almost always waste of time; the favourable month, April, would elapse
before my cage was suitably populated. To run after him is to trust too
much to accident; so we will make him come to us by scattering in the
orchard an abundant collection of dead Moles. To this carrion, ripened
by the sun, the insect will not fail to hasten from the various points
of the horizon, so accomplished is he in the detection of such a
delicacy.

I make an arrangement with a gardener in the neighbourhood, who, two or
three times a week, supplements the penury of my acre and a half of
stony ground, providing me with vegetables raised in a better soil. I
explain to him my urgent need of Moles, an indefinite number of moles.
Battling daily with trap and spade against the importunate excavator
who uproots his crops, he is in a better position than any one else to
procure for me that which I regard for the moment as more precious than