LIST OF MY ENTOMOLOGICAL PUBLICATIONS ETC, 
217 
P. Stow, with his amiable wife, were my hosts at Goleta, S. Barbara Co.; 
Mrs. W. Hood, in Guilucos, Santa Rosa Co.; W. D. Bliss, in Petaluma, 
Sonoma Co.; the family Mai Hard in San Rafael, Marin Co. All these 
names are connected in my memory with the brightest recollections of the 
unrivalled beauties of climate, flora, and nature in general. In San Fran¬ 
cisco I enjoyed the society of the entomologists I). H. Be hr, of the amiable 
lepidopterist Henry Edwards, of James Behrens (in Sancelito), of the 
botanist Henry N. Bolander, and of many other entomologists and men 
of science. At Los Angeles, 1 made the acquaintance of a distinguished 
man, Mr. Hansen, a civil-engineer from Triest, Austria. He was very use¬ 
ful to me in guiding me during some of my excursions, and pointing out 
whatever was of interest to see. During one of these excursions he made 
me visit a colony of Spanish-Mexicans, not far from Los Angeles, where he 
spent several days in surveying a property which had to be divided between 
a number of heirs. Here I had the opportunity of witnessing an original 
spectacle, a Mexican horse-race. At that time I also visited Anaheim , a 
German colony, founded by a number of well-to-do Germans who had emi¬ 
grated from Europe during the stormy year of 1848. Anaheim appeared to me 
singularly backward in comparison with the surrounding American settle¬ 
ments. (I have been told in 1902, by an eye-witness, that it has remained 
in the same quiescent condition since.) 
Another travelling companion whom I had for some time in South- 
Califc&ia was the botanist Dr. C. C. Parry, from Davenport, Jowa. With 
him I spent one of the most enjoyable days in my life. The Southern Pa¬ 
cific R. R. was being built at that time through the desert beyond San Gor- 
gonio Pass, and we spent the night at the so-called Camp, where the work 
was going on. The place is, I believe, now called Seven Palms. We started 
the next day on foot across the desert, and roamed for some hours in the 
San Jacinto Mountains. Coming down to the plain, we visited an Indian 
settlement near a warm spring, and recrossed the desert again on foot, in 
the dusk of the evening. The rosy and violet tints of desert and mountains 
at sunset, the pure, dry air, the perfect stillness of nature, interrupted at 
times by the rush of the large desert hare, left on me an indelible impres¬ 
sion ! As a memento of this day, I brought home two fine baskets of In¬ 
dian workmanship (one of them 37 centim. in height, and 60 in diameter), 
which I carried six miles over the desert in a kind of hammock of Yucca- 
fibre, likewise of Indian workmanship, suspended across my shoulders on 
my back. 
On my return-journey from California towards the East by the Pacific 
R. R. (in August 1876) 1 stopped at the Humboldt Station (Nevada) for the 
purpose of exploring the Alcaline Desert surrounding it. After roaming over 
the desert during the day, and meeting several very large rattle-snakes and 
nobody else, I returned to the station, spending the evening in labeling 
the specimens I had collected. In the small room which I occupied the 
heat was intense. My occupation excited the curiosity of a young Chinese 
servant who was in attendance. After I had explained to him my object, he 
patted me softly on my shoulder, and said: “You are a good mau, your are a 
wise man”. This expression of respect from a poor Chinese for an occupa- 
