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Show I Silkworms, Martyrs I JNQUESTIONABLY the silkworm is a martyr! But, from the worm's viewpoint, it is rather rough to suffer martyrdom for a silk stocking that wouldn't fit any one of his dozen or so legs cr limbs, whichever it is a silkworm crawls on. That seems a rather common evil of martyrdom, martyr-dom, however Once a young lady watched the building of a hugejoilerirrartocomotlveplant. .A man insida the boiler held the rivets in place until a laborer outside drove them tight. It intrigued her curiosity. ."How," asked she, ''does the man inside get out when Ihe last rivet 1s tight "He doesn't," explained the humorous guide; "to get him out we'd have to cut a hole in the tank, and boilers cost money. We always figure on losing one man for every boiler." There you have the fatal facts of the silkworm's silk-worm's martyrdom. He spins his cocoon from outside to inside. That's an unfortunate error. When the silken nest from which he doubtless dreams he'll emerge as a pretty moth, is done, he's sewed in tight. To get him out there'd have to be a hole cut in the cocoon. Cocoons cost .money so there's no hole cut out. They figure on losing one silkworm for every cocoon. Death comes quick and painless to the worm. He's gassed to death with carbon disulphide, which is something like ether. Then the long lengths of carefully spun ilk are softened in hot water and unwound and next we. have a silk stocking that never would fit a worm's limb or leg, whichever it is that a worm crawls upon. |