70 THE ENTOMOLOGIST. 
in the bright little village of Lynmouth. After having selected an 
hotel, I made my way along the Lynn in search of the hemp- 
agrimony, and noting two or three likely looking places, visited 
these later in the evening and was rewarded by a specimen of T'oxo- 
campa cracce. This moth does not settle like a butterfly, with 
closed upright wings as I expected, but like a Triphena. I stayed 
three days longer in hopes of taking additional specimens, but saw 
no more. Along the Lynn immense quantities of valerian are found, 
and the cottage-gardens are full.of it. It grows along the cliffs in 
profusion, and this is its natural habitat I conclude. In the day- 
time the agrimony is a tremendous attraction for all kinds of insects. 
Macroglossa stellatarum, the Vanesside, Theclas, and many other 
lepidopterous insects I saw, as well as Hymenoptera, etc., in quan- 
tities. 
On leaving Lynmouth I was told I should have a three-mile 
walk up Countessbury Hill before I could mount my cycle, but by 
the aid of my 50-inch Pedersen gear I only had to push my machine 
for about one mile. The road continues undulating for some distance 
just skirting Exmoor until one reaches Minehead, where the coast is 
very flat. The Exeter route was now followed, passing the quaint 
little town of Dunster. The road winds along the valleys, and is 
practically downhill to Exeter. I stopped a night at Star Cross, but 
Dawlish Warren, like Deal and so many of our collecting-grounds, is 
being ruined by golfers; besides this, a railway-station has been 
built there, and numerous bungalows, so that there is not much 
ground left from an entomological point of view. 
I did some hedge-beating one afternoon in hopes of disturbing 
Callumorpha hera, when I heard a voice say, ‘‘ You wont get hera 
there, it is too dusty.” I turned round and saw a clergyman in a 
trap with a harmonium; he informed me that he it was who first 
discovered the species there, but, he said, “ hera is not a coast 
insect, it is a garden insect,” and added, ‘‘ you would be more likely to 
find it in the lanes at the back, away from the main road.” This I 
tried, but was not fortunate enough to get a specimen; the only 
thing I netted was a dwarf Pieris rape exactly one inch across the 
wings. Feeling a bit sick of seeing my setting-boards so empty 
I decided to look up my friend Mr. Walker, of Torquay; this I did, 
and he took me to his spot for Lewcania putrescens ; we got a dozen 
each the same night. 
Iwas informed that it was no use trying to catch this insect 
before 10 p.m.; if netted they are so wild that they soon become 
useless as specimens. Mr. Walker put me up to a dodge that was 
entirely new to me. When there are no posts or suitable places to 
treacle, cut a number of flower-heads of the wild carrot, treacle 
these and place them about in hedges and other convenient places. 
We went to a fen out Newton Abbot way one night, but owing 
to a puncture I was not able to be there in time to sugar. I’. paste- 
num is found there; the only thing at all out of the common which 
I got was Noctuwa’uwmbrosa. Leaving Torquay, the next day I cycled 
to Exeter and trained home, after a very enjoyable twenty-three days, 
having seen perhaps the best of Cornwall and Devon. 
I may say my “drying-house” travelled over the two hundred 
