Hodder & Stoughton 1922, very good condition, no dustwrapper

Though the Weevil be but little glorified by his talents, this is no reason for despising him. As we learn from the lacustrian shists, he was in the van of the insects with the armoured wing-cases; he was long stages ahead of those which were working out new forms within the limits of the possible. He speaks to us of primitive shaoes, sometimes so quaint; he is in his own little world what the bird with the toothed mandibles and the saurian with the horned eyebrows are in a higher world. In ever-thriving legions, he has come down to us without changing his characteristics. He is today as he was in the youth of the continents; the pictures on the chalky slates proclaim the fact aloud. Under any such picture I would venture to write the name of the genus, sometimes even of the species...