Sept., '06] ENTOMOLOGICAL NEWS. 239 



ing table is the gouge-shaped piece which terminated the abdo- 

 men of the male Cicada on the under side. 



The females of Cicada pruinosa are, as a rule, larger than the 

 other two species, and the colors are as given for the males. 

 Cicada tibiccn females have the many green or brownish mark- 

 ings on the thorax, and the abdomen beneath with the central 

 portion shining black. Cicada camcularis is the smallest of the 

 three, and the females, as well as the males, are more nearly 

 covered with a fine pubescence, which is often quite conspicu- 

 ous on the dorsal surface of the abdomen. 



It will be observed from the characters mentioned, and much 

 more markedly from a series of specimens, that Cicada tibiccn 

 and Cicada caniailaris are more nearly related to each other 

 than to Cicada pruinosa. 



Cicada pruinosa is abundant on Staten Island, where its 

 energetic song forms a conspicuous part of the insect melody 

 of mid-summer. In the collection of New Jersey Cicadas ex- 

 amined by us through the courtesy of Prof. J. B. Smith and 

 Mr. Edgar L. Dickerson, there are specimens from New Bruns- 

 wick and the Orange Mountains. 



deaden tibicen is not so common as the last species on Staten 

 Island, but is more abundant on Manhattan Island, as at Mt. 

 Morris Park for instance. It is also to be found on top of the 

 Palisades at Fort Lee. Other localities are New Brunswick, 

 Bayside and near Normanock in New Jersey. Its song is not 

 so energetic or loud as that of pruinosa. 



Cicada caniailaris is more especially to be found on some of 

 the sandy portions of Staten Island, and is otherwise widely 

 distributed. We have seen specimens from Lakehurst, Sparta 

 ;m<l Chester in New Jersey; from Sullivan Co., New York ; 

 Thousand Islands in the St. Lawrence River, and Lake St. 

 Joseph, Quebec. Its song is quite different in tone from that 

 of the other two species, and it may be told by it alone. 



Mr. Cockroach. " The doctor tells me that I have one foot in the 

 grave." 



Mr. Centipede. " Oh, I wouldn't let a little thing like that worry me." 



