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Beetle
Beetles (Coleoptera) are one of the main groups of insects. They are the most speciose order in the entire animal kingdom, followed closely by the butterflies, bees and wasps, and flies. 40 % of all animal species are beetles, and every day new species are discovered.
The forewings of beetles are transformed into hard shells, called elytra. These elytra form an armour protecting the abdomen and the sensitive hindwings. The forewings are not used (at least not actively flapped) in flying, but they must (in most species) be raised in order to move the hindwings. After landing the hindwings are folded below the elytra. Most beetles can fly, but few reach the dexterity of some other groups, e.g. flies, and many species only fly if absolutely necessary. Some beetles have elytra that have grown together and cannot fly at all; a few have lost their wings altogether. Beetles can be found in almost all biotopes. They don't occur in the sea or in the polar regions. Beetles are endopterygotes[?] with complete metamorphosis[?]. The larva of a beetle is called a grub. When J. B. S. Haldane, British physiologist and philosopher, was asked what his studies of nature revealed about God, he replied, "An inordinate fondness for beetles."
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Jackson. He only left here an hour ago. It was steamer day
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to business is unremitting. (Aloud.) Any news from Col. Starbottle?
Jackson. He left this note, sir, early this morning.
Old Morton (takes it, and reads). "I think I may say, on my own
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here?
Jackson. Not to my knowledge, sir.
Old Morton. There was a flavor of stale tobacco smoke in the room
young Mr. Alexander has abandoned the pernicious ha/habit.html">habit. See that
friends must be more careful; and yet those ashes were good for a
to-night." And yet he saw her only yesterday. This is not like
quickly. Perhaps she knew not my sin and her mother's wrongs;
perhaps, like my prodigal, she will be immaculately perfect. Well,
attendant and child." A child! Ah, if HE, my boy, my Alexander,
sunshine! Strange that I cannot reconstruct from this dutiful,
outcast, this son who shares my life, my fortunes, my heart,--the
remember (musing, with a smile) how the little rascal, ha, ha! once
hands with amusement, and then suddenly becoming grave and
should I find fault with him for being all that a righteous
Alexander Morton: it is you, YOU, who are not yet regenerate. It
guiding hand led you to--
Enter JACKSON.
Jackson. Don Jose Castro.
Enter DON JOSE.
Don Jose. A thousand pardons, senor, for interrupting you in the
(Looking around.)
Old Morton (to JACKSON). You can retire. (Exit. All is still licensed under the GNU FDL.
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