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resting-place on the side of the glass jar in which it was con- 

 fined, and in which the stale stalks of the buckthorn remained, 

 rather than take up a position on the other plants. Its food, 

 however, arrived in time: Mr. Holland's supply was received 

 on the morning that Gonepteryx Rhamni stood a good chance 

 of starving. The buckthorn was placed in the cage ; the 

 larva soon ascended the stalk, and that night rested happily 

 in the midst of plenty. It is now a healthy pupa, and will 

 probably be liberated shortly in the imago state to seek to 

 propagate its species in a country where few are to be found. 

 — Owen Wilson; Carmarthen /July 2\, I'd! Q. 



Hermaphrodite Argynnis Adippe. — I have taken a perfect 

 specimen of an hermaphrodite Adippe : the two right wings 

 male, and two left wings female. Can you tell me if this is 

 unusual ? — R. J. Stent ; 70, Queen Street, Portsea. 

 [This is both unusual and interesting. — Ed.^ 

 In Search of Chortobius Darus, and what I obtained. — 

 On my visiting the Albert Museum, at Exeter, to see the 

 collection of insects of the late Mr. D'Orville, of Alphington, 

 the curator in conversation informed me that C. Davus was 

 taken many years ago on Yes Tor, near Okehampton, by a 

 gentleman who collected butterflies, when on his school 

 holidays. Knowing this to be an out-of-the-way place 

 for entomologists to get at, I laid up the conversation in my 

 breast, and determined to see for myself at the first oppor- 

 tunity. Thanks to the railway opening last autumn, that 

 opportunity occurred this summer. Yes Tor is said to be the 

 highest tor on Dartmoor; by the ordnance map it is 2050 

 feet in height. I started from Plymouth, 12th July, by the 

 10 o'clock train; and after passing through lovely valleys, 

 woods, and moorland scenery, — for which the south of Devon 

 is so famed, — I arrived at Okehampton at 11.40; and a 

 beautiful bright day it was. I at once started for Yes Tor, 

 net in hand, and ready for the first insect that turned up. On 

 I trudged until I got on the top of the Tor, about 2.30 ; not a 

 single Davus to be seen. While on the Tor I captured the 

 only two insects I saw ; after one I had a good run, — 

 the wind blowing very fresh at that altitude, while 200 yards 

 down it was a dead calm: they both turned out to be 

 L. pectinitaria. On my way up and down I only saw about 

 fifty butterflies, nearly the whole of which were C. pamphilus. 



