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Fabr., and I so labelled it. Upon consulting tbe books for the re- 

 corded range of that species after my return north, and becoming 

 more than doubtful of the correctness of my identification, I brought 

 it over to the American Museum, and there sought the good offices 

 of Mr. Frank E. Watson, with the result that we may now add a 

 state as far southeast as Alabama to the known range of Ancea andria 

 Scud., heretofore given as comprising the Mississippi Valley west to 

 Texas. 



My other observation has to do with Catopsilia cubule Linn. 

 Throughout my stay, day after day, whenever the rain would let up, 

 these rather heavy but withal swift fliers were passing overhead from 

 a little west of north to a little east of south, apparently in a bee line 

 for the Florida peninsula. Never in a swarm, sometimes fifteen or 

 more minutes apart, they passed by ones, twos, threes, in a con- 

 tinuous stream ; never aimlessly fluttering about, never changing their 

 general direction, but high up in air, usually far beyond reach of my 

 net, and with remarkable speed, they journeyed almost in the teeth 

 of the prevailing southeasterly wind, with every indication of con- 

 sciously seeking a definite distant goal. I had almost despaired of 

 netting any of them, until during the first week in November I dis- 

 covered that a large ochra planting, in full bloom back of the house, 

 would occasionally tempt one or two to turn aside from the business 

 in hand and for a brief space settle to a draught from the deep 

 corolla of their blooms. And I know of no butterfly, no matter how 

 protectively marked its under surface, that so perfectly melts into 

 its resting place as does enbule when sipping the nectar from these 

 blossoms, the match in shade and seeming texture being so exact. In 

 this patch of ochra, by dint of patient waiting, a considerable series 

 was taken, including several males of the color-form scnncv Linn. 

 But those that escaped me never lingered long at the feast, soon 

 rejoining the straggling cavalcade they had left, apparently intent on 

 reaching warmer climes before the threatening frosts should over- 

 take them. A migration was evidently in progress, one shared in by 

 no other species, and persisted in by this frail and delicate looking 

 butterfly in spite of an adverse head wind. 1 



1 Since the above was written Mr. Charles W. Leng has kindly called my 

 attention to an almost exactly similar observation of a migratorial flight of 

 this butterfly at Fayette Court House, i 10 miles northwest of Hazen, by Mr. 

 John M. Davis, which was recorded in Insect Life, III, p. 335. 



