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JOURNAL OF VARIATION 



No. 7. Vol. VI. 



April 15™, 1895. 



By Rev. G. M. A. HEWETT, M.A. 



I am one of j ~~ ' ^. | tlie goddess of 



t h e fortunate the rainljow, is 



men to whom . iSl^f^^*®i "" «'"'^*'^*' prize, 



the heading, p^-^^ ^ compared with 



which I have [^ ^^k many a meaner 



just written, | A' and less showy 



not merely ^^ *^^ X specimen, yet 



suggests en- | fA I am inclined 



t r a n c i n g I j^- ' to fancy that 



visions of what ^11^** most of us are 



might be, but \^ * l>oys enougli to 



splendid insect, dull little (;am- 



which takes its p. ilrinidac, which 



fair name from i— J i s really s o 



mucli greater a prize. I know one gentleman, at any rate, who, at a very 

 early date in our entomological ac«piaintance, wrote to me 'I do like 

 pretty insects.' I wonder if his tastes have since been corru])ted and 

 made severer by his own successes with regard to those same dull little 

 Caradrinldae. But though I have the luck to live within reach of Iris, 

 yet [ must at once make the souiewhat humilating confession that I 

 have never taken his Majesty or her Majesty in a net. I ho|)e that this 

 confession will lessen the jealousy of less happily situated mortals. I 

 will even go farther, and say that I have never even seen him near 

 enough to swear to his identity. I have seen large butterflies roinid the 

 oak-tops at Lyndhurst, but what of that? We have all seeu large 

 butterflies round the tops of trees, and muruiured quietly ' Look at 

 tliose Fritillaries.' However, the confession pains me. I hope no one 

 will (piote my own words a^^ainst me in parallel coluuuis. 1 am not a 

 great statesmnn, but I do like insects which I have cauyrlit on tlie wintr. 



