THE HOSPITALITY OF A MARABOU STORK
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No path of flowers leads to glory, I only want Hercules and his works to be a witness. (La Fountaine.) The first event I remembered was a terrible cataclysm that deprived me of all of my family at once, and … Read More

AUSTRALIA – MORE COUSINES
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“Lovely luck! Here I am aboard, at the moment when I had no desire to embark! That’s fine, life is safe … but where are we going on this unknown ship? …..” Such was my monologue, hiding me as close … Read More

The adventures of a red ant: XVII. VITALITY OF ANOMMAS – THE HEN PASSES IN FRONT OF THE NOSE
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The adventures of a red ant: XVII. VITALITY OF ANOMMAS – THE HEN PASSES IN FRONT OF THE NOSE Before the end of the following week, I had eaten python like the others, we had surprised one in a swamp … Read More

The adventures of a red ant: XVI. IN SENEGAL – N’DIEN – THE PYTHON
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I remained a few days in the orchard; but, by two or three adventures which nearly happened to me, I judged that the stay in the midst of those big oxen which blindly trampled all this campaign, was unhealthy for … Read More

The adventures of a red ant: XV. THE FAST – THE HARVESTERS
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“Enough Brazil! we would leave our skin … Let’s go … !!!“ Such was the resolution I took one fine morning, when the forces returned to me. I still had, I confess, a leg that worked with a little pain … Read More

The adventures of a red ant: XIV. ANTEATER AND PUMA – DOUBLE-SPINE DEATH
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We both chatted, enjoying the delightful tranquility of the evening that was being made, and which, in these countries, is short, but delightful after the ardor of the day, when our attention was awakened by a slow, heavy step which … Read More

The adventures of a red ant: THE WALKING LEAVES – SOFT HEADS AND RUDE HEADS
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“I am very interested in you,” I said to my friend Double-Spine; ”the more I go, the more I understand and appreciate what I heard from an old queen from home: The world belongs to the ants! …” “Your old … Read More

XII. THE FLIGHT – DOUBLE-SPINE
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Sacred love of freedom, inspire me! … Fleeing had become a real nightmare at night, an obsession during the day. Escape … but how? I was turning in my crystal prison looking for a way out, when I knew better … Read More

The adventures of a red ant: VI. Resort – The Treasury
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If you asked me about my days, I would say that I let them pass in the middle of the most charming races in the woods, the moor and the surroundings. My slaves worked perfectly: our larvae were well cared, … Read More

The adventures of a red ant: V. DEATH OF MY BROTHER – I SAVE MYSELF
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For a few days our slaves, digging deep in the cellars of our anthill to enlarge them, had encountered a pile of bizarre matters. It was like a mass of thick tissue; if it had been made of silk, wool … Read More

The adventures of a red ant: Interior details
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Alas! Alas! I realize that I drive from stranger to stranger and that, after explaining who we are, we, one of the great nations among the ants, I must now explain what is an expedition of cows. This explanation is … Read More

The adventures of a red ant: The architecture – The corrosive rain
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But it’s time, I think, to talk a little about myself. I am tall, I am strong, I am brave, I am beautiful! My limbs, elegantly and firmly attached, have the firmness of steel, of which they borrow the golden … Read More

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