Hedgerow Life 
a brown sawdust, coarse and rough, and 
of course the same colour as the rest of 
the bark. Ina day or two the gummy 
stuff dried quite hard and firm, and the 
whole thing looked just like a rough 
lump or knot in the bark of the tree. I 
have it still; and I expect that in a few 
months—for it spends the whole winter 
and spring in this safe retreat—it will 
turn into a pale-coloured moth with a 
fluffy body and two beautiful horns like 
feathers. 
Another caterpillar which feeds on the 
willow is very large—about four inches 
long, and as thick as a man’s finger. It 
is bright green, with purple stripes on 
its side, and a horn on its tail. Ut tums 
into the privet-hawk moth, one of the 
largest of our English insects. In the 
chrysalis state, when it is buried in the 
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