860 MR, NELSON ANNANDALE ON THE [ Dee. 4, 
out from the undergrowth of the surrounding orchards and jungle, 
and alighted on the persons of their captors, who had no difficulty 
in picking off the insects with their fingers and securing them, 
still alive, in a fold of their draperies. The clapping only con- 
tinued for about half an hour every evening, and when, with 
considerable difficulty, I persuaded the men to recommence it 
again later in the night, not a single Cicada came near them, 
though the stridulating had now become loud all over the village, 
like the noise of machine hair-brushes in a barber’s shop. 
The insects were silent on the wing, and I only heard one 
stridulate when caught. The voiceless females, as might be 
expected, were in great preponderance over the males among the 
specimens taken; probably the one individual which was not 
dumb when captured was the only male taken that night. In 
order to be sure that the fire was not the chief attraction for 
the Cicade, I stood among a party of natives who were clapping, 
together with another member of the Expedition, who clapped 
also ; while 1 kept my hands still. In the course of a few minutes, 
the natives captured many specimens, and ten alighted on my 
friend’s coat ; but only one settled on mine. Afterwards I heard 
from a Patani Malay that the children of Patani town have 
a game in which they attract Cicadas by clapping their hands, and 
without the aid of light at all; though they sing, as they clap, a 
nursery rhyme, calling upon the insects to come down from the 
trees. The season of the edible Cicada seems to be a very local 
one in Patalung. At Ban Nah on the Ist of April, and again on 
the 6th of the same month, the natives secured me as many 
specimens as | wanted, besides serving a dish of them with our 
curry on the second occasion. On Apr ril 3rd, at Ban Kong Rah, 
which is only about eight miles further inland than Ban Nah, our 
guard of native military police were unable to catch a single 
individual, although they adopted exactly the same method of 
procedure as the Ban Nah people had done, and clapped at the 
same time of evening. On none of these three occasions had the 
moon risen, and in Patalung one night is like another in the dry 
season. On April 5th, I noticed that the ground in a patch 
of primeval jungle near Ban Kong Rah was covered with the 
cast pupal skins of a Cicada. Whether they were those of the 
edible species or not, I am unable to say with certainty, but they 
were of the correct size, and, so far as 1 could see, such as might be 
expected to belong to this form. 
Malay Name, etc.—The Malay-speaking Malays of lower Siam 
call a Cicada “ Riang-riang,” confusing it with certain large 
Melolonthid beetles belonging to at least four different species 
Lepidiota stigma, another species of the same genus, and two 
species of Leucopholis—which buzz round the tops of the cocoanut- 
palms in the evening, and produce, probably in the same way as 
the common Cockchafer’, a sound with a considerable resemblance 
2 See Lubbock, ‘ The Senses of Animals,’ p. 67. 
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