60 DEL AGO A BAY. 



flower, Vinca rosea and V. alba, one of the 

 Periwinkles, both crimson and white, grows 

 profusely and attracts large numbers of moths, 

 although to me it has a very unpleasant scent. 

 There I wait, mosquito-bitten, as these pests also 

 appear after sunset, till I absolutely cannot see 

 any longer, often catching the last few moths 

 through the humming sound they make in flying. 

 Some evenings the bats are so numerous that 

 I cannot even hear that, the noise from their 

 great wings is so loud. 



The stridulating noise made by the large grass- 

 hoppers also often prevents my hearing the hum- 

 ming of the moths. It is sometimes almost pain- 

 fully loud, and one only realises how loud it has 

 been from the relief experienced when it suddenly 

 stops. It is as bad as being close to an engine 

 letting off steam. 



My little cat always accompanies me when I 

 am catching moths, and tries to coax me back 

 to the house, as it is near dinner-time, at 

 last jumping on my shoulder to make me 

 leave off work. He is very skilful in catching 



