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THE entomologist's RECORD. 



ITTY. 



'ippWAS one p.m.: I sorely wished 

 ^ My appetite were blunter ; 

 Five hours since my last meal was 

 dished ! 

 I met a bad bug-hunter. 



He gave me food, he gave me drink : 

 His air was gay and frisky : 



The food was sandwiches, 1 think : 

 The drink, I know, was whisky. 



I liked his commissariat : 

 I did not like his manner : 



He woi"e a large and airy hat : 

 He waved a red bandana. 



The dust it blew : his coat so brown 

 Was powdered like a miller: 



I took my cap and brushed him down : 

 He'd caught a black Sibylla. 



I smoothed his hair: I tied his tie : 

 His boots with treacle painted : 



I asked him for his butterfly : 

 He gave it up — and fainted. 



His nose I smote : his nose it bled : 

 My ears with joy were ringing : 



He oped his eyes, and as I fled 

 I heard him softly singing. 



" I creep all day along the down : 

 I crawl through copses shady : 



Take liere a dusky Meadow-Brown, 

 And there a Painted-Lady." 



'Twas five p.m. : I sipped my tea : 

 My appetite grew blunter : 



" Sibylla black belongs to me ! 



Bless, bless that bad bug-hunter.'' 



G. M. A. Hewett. 



:OTICES AND REVIEWS. 



Random Recollections of Woodland, Fen and Hill, by J, W. Tutt, 

 F.B.S. — This is a book that should be in the hands of every lover of 

 nature ; whosoever delights in the sights and sounds of God's earth, and 

 for whom the breezy down, the leafy wood, the flower-clad fields, the 

 country lane, possess more of interest than the garish city, will read it 

 with enjoyment, and will find that its perusal has given an increased 

 zest to his communion with nature. It is of the type with wliich we 

 have been made familiar by the writings of the lamented Jeffreys, and 

 of the talented author whom we know as " A. son of the marshes," and 

 if the subtle artistic flavour be less manifest than in the works of 

 those authors, the deficiency is amply atoned for by the more jDrofound 

 scientific insight displayed. 



The book consists of nine chapters, each dealing with a specified 

 locality and each, as is evident from the incidents, humorous and 

 otherwise, introduced, containing a reminiscence of visits of longer or 

 shorter duration paid to the locality by the author. The localities are 

 very various both in kind and in their geographical situation ; Wicken, 

 Chattenden, Deal, the Western Highlands, the South Foreland, Strood, 

 Guxton, Paris and Freshwater, are each in turn the subject of a chapter ; 

 the reader is made the companion of the keenly observant author in his 

 rambles, and not only learns something of the occupants of each locality 

 and their habits, but is introduced to many of the scientific j^roblems 

 which occupy the mind of the thoughtful student of nature. These are, 

 however, dealt with in untechnical language, and in a manner easy of 

 comprehension. 



As might be exjDected from the well-known proclivities of the 

 author, the insect world comes in for a large share of attention, but the 

 oljservations on birds, rej)tiles and plants, with here and there a glance 

 at the forces at work upon tlie solid earth itself, reveal a many- 

 sidedness not so evident in the writings of the authors before 



