313 TENANTS OF AN OLD FARM. 



began: "•Here are specimens of the most famous of 

 all the music-making insects — the Ilarvest-tly, or 

 Cicada. Look at them, Hugh, and then liand the 

 box to your neighbor." (Fig. 102, upper figures.) 



Hugh glanced at the pinned specimens, and at once 

 exclaimed : " Wy, sir, these haint harvest flies — they're 

 locusts." 



"Are you quite sure, Hugh ?" 



"Oh, yes, sir! I've seen thousands uv 'em — the 

 seventeen-year locust. An' ther's anotlier kind thet 

 comes every year, or mebbe they're only .sort o' strag- 

 glers. But I know 'em well, sir." 



Several of the company were quite as positive as 

 Hugh in their identification of the insect, and for a 

 moment I found my entomological reputation in peril. 



"Well," I resumed, "having sutRciently enlisted 

 your attention, I may assure you that 30U are both 

 right and wrong. You are right, according to the 

 popular name of the insect, but utterly and grossl}'^ 

 wrong as to the true title. There is about as much 

 likeness between this creature and a locust as between 

 a horse and a cow. There are few American entomolo- 

 gists who have not often been compelled to explain 

 the wide and fundamental difterence between these so- 

 called "locusts" of the United States and the " true 

 locusts " of Holy Scripture and our Far West. The 

 latter (Fig. 102, below) really do often "eat every tree 

 which groweth for you out of the field," as they did in 

 the days of the plagues of Egypt ; while the former 

 having no Jaws to eat with, and onlv a beak to suck 



