120 THE ENTOMOLOGIST. 
A LEPIDOPTERIST’S GUIDE TO LYNDHURST. 
By Brernarp Lockyer. 
(Concluded from p. 101.) 
Ir you follow a path (commencing just before the sloe bushes) 
down the slope leading through the Birch Copse overlooking a 
heath at the bottom of the valley, you will, after rather more than 
half a mile’s walk, reach the gate of Hurst Hill Inclosure, about 
which I have said all I need say already, except that the larva of 
Boarmia consortaria was perhaps of more frequent occurrence 
here than elsewhere in August, 1874, and that Xylina rhizolitha 
comes freely to sugar. All the open forest outside the gate is 
good sugaring ground. Follow the path through this inclosure 
to the opposite gate, when you will find yourself in another tract 
of beech-shaded forest, watered by two streams of some width, 
which flow into Lymington water. This is ‘“ Queen Bower,” 
rendered additionally lively on a summer's day by the presence of 
numerous fluttering Libellulide of perfectly tropical brilliancy. 
At Queen Bower is the junction of the two streams. Follow 
their united course to the east as far as the first bridge, where 
cross the stream and keep to the right over the extensive expanse 
of rough country called Ober Heath (following the course of the 
stream), till you arrive at the gate of a small inclosure of the 
same description as Pondhead, &c., having a young fir plantation 
on the right-hand side. This is Fletcher's Copse, where, along- 
side of a stream, are some five sallows from which I beat the 
only larva of Gonoptera libatria that ever fell across my path; 
but where, strange to say, the oaks were almost entirely destitute 
of larvee. On the further side of this copse you will find a narrow 
lane, and directly in front you will see the rather imposing 
entrance to Rhinefield Sandys—a broad avenue of stately oaks 
of a much larger growth than those surrounding them. When 
I first lighted on this inclosure, on 16th August, 1874, it was 
apparently a terra incognita to collectors, for there were no signs 
of sugaring, and, as I have already stated, larve were more 
abundant than in any other inclosure I had worked. It was here 
that I took the only larva of Stawropus fagi that ever came into 
my possession. A winding path, about a mile and three-quarters 
long, brings you out on the main Christchurch road opposite 
