THE CANADIAN ENTOMOLOGIST 



their laborious ascent. If water were found we could pack the 

 stuff to the top, and if not, readjust our plans. 



Well, we started at 8 o'clock and came upon BrentMs triclaris, 

 beautifully fresh, just below the village. On the trail to Mire 

 Creek, CEneis jutta, 0. chryxus, Colias interior, Pieris napi, etc., 

 were on the wing, and the muskeg teemed with Phyciodes pratensis 

 in its infinite variety. Now I have no wish "to split on a friend," 

 but Mr. Bowman, enthusiastic and capable collector as he is, is 

 physically incapable of "carrying on" with anything required to 

 perfect his series flying within a few feet of his net; while as to Mr. 

 Stevenson, absolutely everything was to him pure gold! There 

 were butterflies in the ointment, and the best laid plans came all 

 to grief! 



We reached the cliff face two hours late, with "Dutch" and 

 his ponies scrambling up almost on our heels. Assuming that he 

 would wait for our return, we hurried off to look for the spring. 

 We did not find water, but CEneis brucei, Colias nastes, Lycana 

 aquilo et al., delighted our vision. While returning to the cliff face 

 through a clump of spruce, Mr." Bowman took a sweep at a dragon- 

 fly, and passed me his net containing a male of Somatochlora minor, 

 and we shortly after took two females of Somatochlora franklini 

 (to collect species of which genus was the particular object of the 

 trip so far as I was concerned — though, of course, all desirable 

 butterflies and moths were "good fishing"). From the spruce to 

 where we were to find "Dutch" was not far, and we found him, 

 scurrying home through the muskeg, 2,500 feet below, riding one 

 pony and leading the other. 



It was 1.30 p.m. We held a council of war. 



Clearly "Dutch,"- tired of waiting for us, and probably quite 

 as thirsty as we were, had dumped the pack and left us to our fate. 

 Water we must have, unless we abandoned our camping scheme 

 altogether — which, we were naturally quite determined not to do 

 — but first to find the pack. I suggested that the others go down 

 to where "Dutch" was last seen, search there and scan the cliff 

 face from below, for it was clearly unnecessary for us all to go down 

 if it was to be onl\- a matter of coming up again! They saw the 

 pack right against the cliff about 200 feet east of me around a 

 bend, and 4 made my wa\- to it while they reclimbed the 500 feet. 



