THEIR MANNERS.

But we may much more easily procure specimens of his bigger brother,

the Shaggy Flat-crab,[92] which abounds under nearly every flat stone

at low-water on Babbicombe beach, and indeed almost everywhere else,

under the like conditions. He is a curious subject, though far from

attractive as to his _personnel_, for he is, I regret to say, of

irreclaimably dirty habits. You never find him but he is begrimed and

saturated, so to speak, with the impalpable red mud of which our soil

consists,--the _débris_ of the red sandstone. Yet blame him not. He is

more hirsute than a modern swell; his hands and his face are as hairy

as Esau’s; a dense short pile of stiff bristles stands out from all his

prominences, and catches and entangles the sediment in the midst of

which he loves to riot. I say again, blame him not; we must not infer

that he likes dirt for its own sake, because he gets his living in

it, any more than the sweep or the dustman chose his trade because he

had a _penchant_ for the grime. Nay, dirty as our little flat friend

is, he is endowed with organs expressly for the purpose of cleaning

himself, and fails not to use them too. On first looking at him you

would suppose, comparing him with other Crabs, that he was short of one

pair of feet; yet presently, from a narrow, almost invisible crevice

behind, he jerks out two jointed limbs, as slender as bristles, which,

however, are each terminated by a tiny two-fingered claw, and are beset

throughout their length by stiff short hairs standing out at right

angles, like a brush. These feeble limbs are indeed cleansing brushes,

with which he keeps certain portions of his person clean, applying

them with the greatest ease to the whole surface of the abdomen, and

under-side of the carapace or body-shell, while the delicate fingers

of the little hand are used to pick off adhering matters that cannot

be removed by brushing. Then having done his washing, he cleans his

brushes with his mouth, and snugly folds them up, and packs them

away in their groove till he wants them again. Yet with all this, he

remains, as I said at first, a dirty subject notwithstanding.

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