Morning appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1877-1906, 1877-06-26
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of that vast, volumnious study. Certainly
that phase or part or function of the mind
which enjoys the playful and the less
abstruse things and thoughts, and still loves
Nature and has too much respect for Poetry
to attempt to weave its gentle undulations
into form, should have it's way, unvexed by
the more rigid and inelastic terms which
science has found, fixed and adopted as it's
common tongue. Why should laughing
yonker with his face tattooed with the mud
of his mammals flower garden and his knees
daring the heat of the midday sun, why should
he, when he catches butterfly in his rimless
hat stop to call it Leptidoptra? Why should
you and |, dear reader, restrained by the fear
of an imperfect attitude to science, call wasp
oespa and a common wasp Uespd vntga1ls!
Let us not be frightened out of our honest,
unvarnished Saxon. But what's all this
about? What is the relevancy of all this dis
quition toward the sclentlticals and the
oogies? Simply this : This Annonator has
lately formed the acquaintance of brace of
hermit wasps, YeIOlc, jacketlss sting0rious. He
mas observed WIFI great curiosity lLe
of this pair of insects First they prospect
about for the necessary assessments to begin
the construction of their hosting works
Having found this, they begin their de-
velopments. But the demand seems incessant,
when once the work is begun, and The Vel
low Jacket assesses his resources, his sur
roundings and himself for more mud" with
a most persistent and extortionate frequency.
He (or she, as the case may beg having found
the capital wherewith to start housekeeping,
constructs from the most convenient ceiling
pendant sphere, about as big as a one-third
grown greening apple-someting bigger than
a strawberry and something less than pump
kin. Having hitched his small domcile Gin
its upside-dOwnish way), he next proceeds to
construct a sort of canopy or umbrella-like |
affar-what a tent maker would call a City,
over it. By and by, when this queer, deli |
cate fabric is done, he fashions little comb |
inside of it; and then either he (if he is hey, |
or she (Which seems most likely goes in to
the pouty-like little aperture at the bottom
and lays a certsin modicum of eggs and pre-
pstIeS IOI 1uIuIe I)S lOOhS OUT LOT gen
erations of yellow jackets yet unborn But
the queer part of it all is that while one vel
low jacket makes his umbrella first and his
nest next, another, right along side of him
will make his nest first and its covering next.
Also one will have his nest a varieoated sue
cession of dark and light gray stripes, while
his next door neighbor, more plainly minded,
will build his a somber tint throughout
Their construction is very rapid and beauti-
fully skilled The texture of the little house
is that of the most delicate paper-like sub
stance. There is a deft moistening of the
little moulding hands during the operation of
construction; and it looks as if he were max /
ing himself ready for a vigorous fisticuff S
If we had a mine and it had never been I
named, and we wanted to intimate that it :
was being worked with the best possible
economy, We would call it 'The Yellow
Jacket. But there is another worker whose '
employment and utilization of the best availa-
bilities to be reached is not to be overlooked.
the wicker-work of
OLD DEMIJOHNS. ~
Up town yonder, George Fryer has place p
where he sells liquids of the matted and vim
ous sorts-and here and there drop of
spirits, we dare say. Well, along the line of T
lis porch which agreeably faces the South, d
le has great number of what the ladies call
hanging baskets. Here is sprig of ivy 1t Ia
caps and twines and twists up out of shov- ST
,l-full of loan which is held in the inverted
leck of an old carboy cover. Next to it is
ish geranium growing with surprising vigor nj
tut of the bottom of such basket as this
disrupted old brandy jar. And SO along
he line of that cheerful porch, for many 'e
ards. 1t is lovely-lovely, just as it is d. d.
ovey to see birds building their nests in an IL
I'D bomb-shell or an abandoned siege-mortar
1eEe, then; is John Barleycorn subdued and is
and made to do duty in the way tv
f adornment and beauty where, Ill other oy
avs and directions, he had done little but by
estroy that which is beautiful and tender r"
nd attractive. The vines seem to grow with is
vieor and a gleefulness which betokens in sa
ocence and no faint of guile. es
Buffalo Bill is going to be here very SOON VII
his is not at all bovine character, not the 81
reat American Bison, but, rather, Mr. Will he
am Cody the scout William is the chief