Ilgl ENTOMOLOGICAL NEWS. [April, '03 



yellow with field daisies, as they called them down there. 

 The dew was heavy on every bush and blade of grass, and in 

 five minutes my feet were as wet as if I had jumped into a 

 creek, but I was among the butterflies at last, and all discom- 

 forts and disappointments were for a time forgotten. They 

 were Terias nicippe mostly, but there were thousands of them. 

 I found a field where something had been planted some time, 

 but it seemed to me to have nothing growing there but wild 

 morning-glories, and they were alive with Catopsilia eubule, 

 Terias nicippe, and here and there an Agi^aulis vanillce and Eii, 

 Claudia, Pyrgus tessellata and /. ccenia, could be seen, and some 

 small yellow flies about three-quarters of an inch wide. I had 

 a good two hours' fun among them all and captured about 200 

 specimens in that time and then went back to the hotel for dinner. 



I spent more or less of every day out at my morning-glory 

 patch, and found that after 10 A. m. the butterflies generally 

 deserted the morning-glories, but where they went to I could 

 not discover. I took many long walks through the woods 

 around Birmingham, but with the exception of a little gray 

 and brown moth of which I caught six or seven among the 

 weeds, I saw nothing alive but a small tree lizard which was 

 too quick for me to catch. I found one old battered specimen 

 of a Catocala ; it was vSo rubbed and battered that I could not 

 tell whether it was obscura or insolabilis, but whatever it was I 

 left it alone in its glory and isolation. I got a little nigger (as 

 they are called down there) to accompany me through the woods 

 and I could not make him believe anything else but that I used 

 the butterflies to make medicine. There are no collectors down 

 there and it was a common salutation, "Say, Mista, wat yo 

 catch dem grasshoppers fo !" 



I found the weather in the South during September to be 

 colder and more disagreeable than in Chicago. 



They tell me June is the best month to visit that section, 

 and if I ever go again it will be in the early Summer. 



The following was told to me by my " better half " (?) 



Tramp : Give me a cent's worth of bug powder. 



Druggist : Don't sell a cent's worth, that wouldn't pay for the paper. 



Tramp : Don't want any paper, just put it down my back. — P. L. 



