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law's residence on 23d street, where I then Hved. Dr. Zabriskie 

 became a member that same year, '92, I think, a charming, genial man, 

 with a young heart even as he waxed old. I remember well my first 

 encounter with him at one of our meetings. I had, some months 

 before, printed in Harper's Magazine, a story entitled " Aunt Randy." 

 The heroine was an elderly White Mountain woman with a love for 

 insects. She watched them, studied their habits and, though all un- 

 conscious of it. was a sort of natural entomologist. She had her own 

 names for the insects who frequented her small garden and knew them 

 individually as she would know her human neighbors. The mourning 

 cloak butterfly, Vanessa antiopa, she spoke of as belonging to the 

 Tough family, giving it the name to express its hardiness and ability 

 to endure the winter's cold, it being one of our few hibernating butter- 

 flies. To one of this species who had slept through a Franconia 

 winter near her home and which she knew by a torn wing she gave 

 the Christian name of Mary Ann. So when Dr. Zabriskie and I were 

 introduced one evening his first remark was " How is Mary Ann 

 Tough?", with that twinkle in his eyes we who knew and loved him 

 all remember. I had come to know Mr. BeutenmuUer before this 

 through my friendship with Harry Edwards, he having assisted "him 

 in the care of his valuable collection and other entomological work 

 and we had talked together in the insect rooms at the Museum of 

 Natural History of the Society's starting some sort of magazine. 

 This was effected, a subscription list started and the first number of 

 our Journal published in March, 1893. The opening article in the 

 first number happens to bear my name as author. It was a paper I 

 had read at one of our meetings held at the German American School 

 on East 52d Street. Because of certain reasons I can give you with 

 confidence the name of one member present. As I finished reading 

 the paper — it was entitled " Common versus proper " and discussed 

 the use of scientific nomenclature as opposed to popular — and modestly 

 left the stage (as a fact we had no stage, then or ever afterward, l)ut 

 that seems a more classical way of putting it) Dr. Roderigues Otto- 

 lengui sprang to his feet and burst into words. Such a tribute ! I 

 cannot recall details but my poor, simple little paper was extolled to 

 the highest heavens. Not only was it far, far superior to any article 

 read hitherto at any of the meetings of our society, but — well, Cicero, 

 Demosthenes, Patrick Henry and other oratorical stars rated some- 



