manifested in this phenomenon, 

 and the following autumn, 

 when the pines on the light- 

 house road became brown with 

 the small tourists, for a month 

 or more, particularly on Sunday 

 afternoons, there was a proces- 

 sion of sightseers wending their 

 way out to the trees. The poor 

 butterflies, alas, fared rather 

 badly as a result of this suddenly 

 aroused public attention. Many 

 spectators wished to see those 

 in flight that were at rest upon 

 the branches, so the delicate 

 creatures were pelted with sticks 

 and stones and cones until hun- 

 dreds of them had crushed and 

 broken wings. But while this 

 disturbed them sadly, it did not 

 drive them away, and in six 



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