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and according to directions we passed the flour-mill on the east 

 side of the stream and made for the thick woods that covers the 

 hills along the creek. Beyond the mill, as might be supposed, the 

 first thing seen was the ubiquitous sign — No Trespassing; next 

 on the list in the usual order was the hamlet cur which made all 

 the noise it knew how; next was the old man himself, but he said 

 nothing, so we mustered up courage and made for the kindly 

 shelter of the woods beyond. The banks of the creek run up for 

 a height of lOO to 150 feet above the stream and are quite heavily 

 wooded, and it was in this woods, and in a rather open thicket in 

 the centre of it that we were fold our coveted butterfly was to be 

 found. We wandered around through the woods, and up and 

 down the banks, but not a sign of an Anthocharis was seen. We 

 were disconsolate; here was a day wasted — 31 miles from home 

 and our dollar gone. But fortunately there was a good time 

 coming; about ten o'clock a small butterfly was seen flying close 

 to the ground, and moving along in a fairly straight line with a 

 quick flutering flight; it was netted on the wing, and we had the 

 pleasure of taking our first orange-tip, a fine % Anthocharis 

 genutia. 



From this on, they flew in some abundance, and were seen in 

 a number of directions, traveling along, close to the ground, after 

 their peculiar habit. While making a downward stroke of the 

 net it came in contact with the sharp end of a broken off sapling, 

 which was not noticed in the grass and weeds. Now here was 

 misery ; orange-tips coming in many directions and a big hole 

 torn in the bottom of the net. Fortunately we had our surgical 

 pocket close along and the rent was sewed up with a surgical 

 needle and iron dyed silk. To make a long story short, twenty- 

 eight specimens were caught in a few hours, and we took the 

 train for home, weary but happy, and now beautiful specimens 

 of the orange-tip grace our cabinets. 



COCOON MIMICRY. 



By Richard E. Kunze, M.D., New York. 



The discovery of an albino cocoon in the folds of an American 



silk flag as well as a number of others varying in tints from that 



of a light-colored barrel stave to a dark-brown cocoon spun up 



under circumstances, which left no doubt in my mind, that it was 



