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species, and the "Bob White" was everywhere abundant. 

 Mocking birds were very few. June 6th, taking- a guide, I 

 climbed to the top of "Brasstown Bald," the highest moun- 

 tain in Georgia (4768 feet high). Insects scarce, not a Cyclinis 

 was seen. A few Michthysoma hctcrodo.vwn were running, 

 ant like, over the oaks, and some Coryinhitcs tririttata were 

 taken flying about. The flora on the top of this mountain is 

 very curious and interesting. The laurels, rhododendron s 

 and azaleas were in perfect bloom and their huge masses of 

 bright colored flowers beautiful in the extreme. The oaks arc 

 low, gnarled and crooked, telling very forcibly of their struggle 

 for existence on this wind swept, rocky mountain top. On 

 this date, June 6, their foliage was not fully out. The tender 

 leaves were being eaten up by swarms of "Rose chafers" 

 (Macrodactylus subspinosns). The night of June 6th was spent 

 in a hole in the rocks where we slept on a bed of green ferns. 

 At dusk a ruffled grouse drummed his curious muffled love notes, 

 and at day break the ravens sounded their dismal croak. 

 The snowbirds (juncos) were breeding, the males singing their 

 simple cheerful song. Rose-breasted grosbeaks, summer and 

 scarlet tanagers, were also nesting, the males in full plumage 

 and song. The insect collections made were very meagre and 

 disappointing, caused I think by the fires which had swept 

 these mountains, the year before and the cool wet weather. 

 Cicindcla iinipunctata, patrncla and sc.v-^nttuta were abundant, 

 as was also a pretty little Anthrax fly near argyramoeba. A few 

 deer and wild turkeys yet find refuge in these mountain 

 solitudes, we saw traces of both. Reptiles were scarce, but 

 few snakes were seen, none of them venomous. June 8th I 

 walked to Visage, Ga., about nineteen miles, taking a trail 

 through Crow Gap. A beautiful walk, if it had not rained. 

 However when it poured too hard, I opened my umbrella and 

 put in the time digging coprophagus Scarabaeidae, from piles 

 of animal droppings along the road. Of these ill flavored 

 beetles, I took ten species in this manner. June loth, rain 

 threatening, I stopped at a house on the road. It poured, 

 so I remained over night, in a bed full of fleas. T captured 



