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four specimens of C. arcania var. philea, which was another novelty 

 for the Serajevo museum ; they had never found it before in Bosnia. 

 That evening I found our following augmented by a splendid Pandour, 

 or frontier guard, who had been sent to take care of us. This man 

 was a Montenegrin by birth, and was pleased by my admiration of the 

 mass of Durmitor, rising in tremendous precipices out of its forests, 

 two days' march to the south of our camp. I had always greatly 

 desired to explore this remote mountain, and finding my Pandour very 

 willing to escort me, I resolved to make the attempt, hoping that my 

 English passport would induce the officials of the Turkish and 

 Montenegrin frontiers to let us pass — my Austrian credentials would 

 be useless there. A more picturesque group than that assembled 

 around the camp fire would be difficult to find, or a greater mixture of 

 religions and nationalities. The Pandour was in full Montenegrin 

 costume, and had witii him a friend and countryman similarly attired ; 

 the two gendarmes were Croats, and these four were all armed to the 

 teeth. Then I had two Turks with the horses, both attired in national 

 costume, and Curcic, also a Bosnian Turk, in European dress, with 

 a Fez ; all these men were considerably above six feet in height, and 

 about the biggest I have ever had with me. Next morning, half an 

 hour's march brought us to the Turkish frontier, and here we took a 

 Montenegrin with his horses, instead of the Turks, as the Montengrin 

 would have no difficulty in getting into Montenegro. We then rode 

 down a steep and beautiful valley, where I got one or two more 

 Coeiiunyinpha arcania var. pkilea, but in very bad order. We next 

 turned across a dry limestone plateau, mostly grass land, with a good 

 many small villages and a tew cornfields ; butterflies not very 

 abundant, but I saw several Mditaea parthenie var. caria (or aarelia 

 var.). About four hours' ride bi'ought us to the Turkish frontier post, 

 where we were most politely received by the Turkish captain, a 

 grizzled veteran in a cuirass, with several medals ; he gave us coffee, 

 we stopped and baited our horses, and I looked for butterflies in the 

 neighbouring hollows. I saw ( 'oUas iinjniiidune, but I could not catch 

 him. The Turkish officer politely escorted us to the top of the Tara 

 gorge, which is the Montenegrin frontier, and about two miles from 

 his post. He left us looking down into its depths. It is one of 

 the most remarkable places I have ever seen. The Tara cuts 

 a trench 2000ft. deep in the high plateau, from which the Ljubnica, 

 Durmitor, Maglij, Vlasuljak, and other mountains rise. This 

 great trench extends for ten or twelve miles, and is joined by 

 another similar trench, cut by the Piva at right angles to it, and 

 these two enormous gorges guard the north-western frontier of 

 Montenegro. In most places the gorge is too steep for any path, 

 but here and there the ground falls at a less precipitous angle, and we 

 found a way winding down amongst brushwood to the edge of the 

 river. I have never seen a better butterfly corner, or one in which a 

 greater variety of insects could be taken, from the cold lip of the upper 

 plateau to the rich vegetation of the lower part of the gorge, sheltered 

 from the cutting Bora and open to every ray of the summer sun. I 

 should have liked to spend a week there, but time pressed so that I 

 could but glance at the insects that rose at every step from the path. 

 I got several fine aberrations of Mehmanjia (jalaUa, one, the most 

 remarkable I have ever taken, very black on the upper side, and quite 



