300 ENTOMOLOGICAL NEWS [Dec., '19 



Notes and Ne^ws. 



ENTOMOLOGICAL GLEANINGS FROM ALL QUARTERS 

 OF THE GLOBE. 



A Loved and Respected Entomologist. 



I had gone up to the Pocono Mountains by the way of the Wind 

 Gap and as the roads were worse than a flown butterfly without any 

 scales, T decided to return to Philadelphia by the way of the Delaware 

 Water Gap. In the Gap. in front of the Kittatinny House, I saw 

 coming down the side of the mountain an individual with a net. 

 Having experienced the usual salutation and having read of it in the 

 words of the individual, I said, "Coin' fishin'?" It was a mean joke 

 and I felt ashamed of it, but the question popped out like a pea from 

 a pod. The answer came, "Xo, I don't fish, I am an entomologist." 

 I then asked. "What is an entomologist?" "An entomologist is one 

 who studies and collects insects." My reply was to the effect that 

 collecting insects was a foolish and silly thing to do and not worth 

 while. The entomologist said, "What is worth while?' I felt that 

 I was being looked upon with pity and perhaps scorn, on account of 

 mv not being an entomologist, but when I admitted I did not know 

 what was the use of anything, I was finding a little favor and was 

 getting near the wisdom of Socrates when he said, "I know that 

 know nothing, others know not even this." Then the entomologist 

 said, "Do you know how old I am?" and T guessed 79, but the answer 

 came back, "No, 81." T had forgotten that I had not seen the ento- 

 mologist for several years and that "tempus fugits. T then spoke of 

 the White Mountains of New Hampshire, where I had just spent mv 

 vacation and where the entomologist had collected manv summers, I 

 think 28, and that I always told the lovers of nature that I met up 

 there to read "Fishin' Jimmy" and the other stories in the "Seven 

 Dreamers" and that they were full of local color and breathed the 

 spirit of the mountains. Then we walked toward our auto and I told 

 my wife that I had loved and resnected this entomologist for many, 

 many vears and she was not a bit jealous as she felt exactly the same 

 as I did. This entomologist was very good to me in the years gone bv 

 and there is many a specimen in my collection taken at Franconia 

 in the White Mountains and Biscayne Bay in Florida. The ento- 

 mologist has spent fourteen summers at the Delaware Water Gan and 

 is still more active than many a person forty years younger. I was 

 not recognized, but finally admitted that T was fond of entomology 

 and that I had more than a million insects under my care and that^ I 

 really did not think that everyone I saw with a net was "goin' fishin'.' 



Preservatives for Plants and Insects. 



October 20, 1917. the writer preserved Hessian flv infested wheat 

 and army worm (Cirphis unipnncla} larvae in the following solutions, 



hot and cold. 



1. Salicylic acid 1-16 ounce, alcohol (95 per cent.) T _> ounce, wate 



16 ounces. 



2. Sulfurous acid ^4 ounce, water 16 ounces. 



3. Formalin 7 l / 2 per cent. 



4. Zinc chloride Y 2 ounce, water 24 ounces. 



5. Corrosive sublimate V & ounce, glycerine 3 T 4 ounces, water 32 

 ounces. 



