Lads of Zuñi took my egg and hatched it under a turkey hen, at the Ant Hill.
People have so much to say about an ant's strength, and an elephant's, and a locomotive's.
Go to the ant, thou sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise.
I have a man in my mind now who has exactly the head and face, if face it can be called, of an ant.
An ant or a bee only loves, so to speak, the whole assemblage of his companions.
The kifs, the Venusian equivalent of the Terran ant, stole his food.
Why, there is an ant out West that makes a living honey-comb.
And a ground mole lives in a hole, not a hill, like a—like a ant.
The cricket, however, did not listen to the ant, because crickets do whatever they want.
The ant at last met one of his companions, who was also carrying a burden.
