The Eyes Of A Fly

Hovv doth the fly detect the craftiness of thine approach and the suddenness of thine onslaught? Hast thou considered those orbed brown eyes of his? First, he winketh not, and remepiber that of the 20 pairs of gladiators matched by the Roman emperor, 'twas the two unwinkiug swordsmen who survived. For no briefest tiok of time are the mirrors of M. D.'s (Mosca domestica) sense shrouded over. Approach him on the right, and through 4,000 six sided lens facets he hath knowledge of thee. Approach him on the lef t, and thou art betrayed to his vigilance by another 4,000 windows. If thou menace him from above, he watcheth thee through three skylights in the roof! Place him on the thirtieth rneridian of Mercator's projection, and shall he not take in at one glance the old world and the Americas and a starry creature of the zodiac overhead? If thou be a physicist, adapt one of his myriad faced corneas, and with the help of a microscope thou shalt multiply a guardsman into a host of lilliputians and shalt enjoy a civic illumination at the cost of a f arthing candle. But not thus doth 11. D. take cognizance of creation. Rather doth he use his optical instruments in the fashion of a manifold stereoscope, and picture to himself the whole ring of the horizon in a single flash. That speek of "gray matter" at the cen;er of his diminutive head is a magie mirror showing the circumference of all without. How he bumisheth those marvelous eves with the silken brushes ture hath attached to bis