110 UP AND DOWN THE BROOKS. 



Still it would manifestly be impossible to bring 

 up such a larva on a shoot. This was shown next 

 day when the branch, although propped by pieces 

 of coal in the water, would not stand up securely, 

 and Frog-hopper's mass of foam hung down so 

 that it would not cover his back. He became 

 disgusted and again went on his travels. So I 

 journeyed to the brook and dug up a couple of 

 scrawny little blackberries, planted them at home, 

 conveyed Frog-hopper to the spot, put him on a 

 leaf , and tied a cloth around that branch to make 

 sure that I should see him again. I furthermore 

 tasted both the cultivated raspberry and the wild 

 blackberry, and I came to the conclusion that there 

 is a difference in the flavor of the sap. The wild 

 blackberry is more pleasant. I did not wonder 

 that Frog-hopper knew that I had not given him 

 the right thing at first. There is not much use 

 trying to fool a bug. He is generally smarter 

 than he looks. 



I untied the cloth next day. Frog-hopper was 

 there, but he was without any froth. Disgusted 

 with his tribe, I bundled him into a tin, took him 

 to the brook, put him on a leaf of a blackberry 

 vine, and gave him my parting blessing. Such 

 bugs are nuisances. 



" Flea - grasshoppers," Sauterelles - Puces, does 

 Swammerdam call these Frog-hoppers, because the 

 adults jump like fleas. And one European kind, 

 prone to live on fern-stalks and thistles, has the 



