Henry James Slack, Marvels of Pond-life
“ One day a polyzoon caught a large rotifer, (R. vulgaris,) which, with several others of its tribe, had been walking over the cœnœcium, and swimming amongst the tentacles, as if unconscious of danger. All of a sudden it went down the whirlpool leading to the mouth, was rolled up by a process that could not be traced, and without an instant's loss of time, was seen shooting down in rapid descent to the gulf below, where it looked a potato-shaped mass, utterly destitute of its characteristic [123] living form. ”
