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set in when I opened my tray, and placing it under a fine male 
plant gave it a sharp rap, and looking anxiously for results was 
pleased to find Teniocampa munda, T. instabilis, and a number 
of Cerastis vaccinii and Scopelosoma satellitia, the two latter 
looking rather the worse for their long sleep. Another beat 
brought me a similar lot, with the addition of 7’. stabilis ; and in 
subsequent beats I obtained TJ’. gothica, T’. gracilis, T'. cruda, 
and Xylocampa lithoriza. These made up the sum total of my 
first evening at “ sallowing,’ which I hope will not be the last, 
as I have no hesitation in stating that it was one of the most 
pleasant evenings which I have as yet spent, notwithstanding the 
numerous sallies of the friend who accompanied me, about the 
absence of Dasycampa rubiginea. I trust next year to be able to 
testify that the sallows are as tempting to the other good things 
mentioned by Mr. Carrington, as they were to those insects which 
I have enumerated. J may mention that I have just bred a 
nice series of Melanippe hastata from ova obtained last season. 
—H. Jogson, jun.; 8, Clarendon Road, Walthamstow, April 20, 
1883. 
CoLLEctING In Natau.—The number of species of Natal 
butterflies taken by me now amounts to the respectable number 
of 203; and this for the rather limited Rhopalocerous fauna that 
South Africa offers is a rather large proportion. This number 
includes (with two or three exceptions) all the coast butterflies 
known. Up country I have done but little collecting ; the climate 
there, from its elevation, becomes much colder, and the tropical 
species entirely disappear. At Maritzburg, 60 miles inland, I 
have done a little collecting, my best capture being Durbania 
amakosa, which I met with on the Town Bush Hill flying over 
the bare rock. On Feb. 10th, 1888, business took me to Durban, 
and in the afternoon I strolled into the woods above the town for 
an hour’s collecting. Here for the first time I saw the singularly 
marked Aterica meleagris alive; but the specimen was so active 
that it entirely eluded pursuit. The next day (Feb. 11th) the 
thermometer stood at 109° in the shade, being far too hot to 
swelter in an ill-ventilated church listening to a drowsy sermon 
from a sixth-rate preacher, so I went for a quiet stroll through 
the Verulam Cemetery. Whilst watching the gambols of the 
Varanes butterflies, who were merrily chasing each other through 
and around the cypress trees, suddenly a dark-looking insect 
