l68 ENTOMOLOGICAL NEWS. [May, 04 



Black-Haw or nanny-goat-berry. A pair of leaves are as 

 evenly fastened together at their edges with silk as if they 

 had been sewed with a needle. Within the comfoi table little 

 envelope is a rather fat pale-green larva, ornamented with 

 many shiny dark-brown spots, in due time it will produce a 

 beautiful ash-gray moth, Anacampsis rhoifrndella Clem. 



On Bayberry bushes nearby, the tips of the twigs and young 

 leaves are gathered together in a small bunch, and if the larva 

 is pale lusterless green with light-brown head, it will probably 

 develop into Archips persicana Fitch. 



Here is another Vibiirniim bush, but instead of two leaves 

 sewed together, one leaf has its outside edges brought together 

 and then doubled over, just like we would make two folds in 

 a napkin. The larva is bright green with a pale-yellow head. 

 In good season it will develop into a handsome Tortricid — 

 Exartema permundamim Clem. Another Tortricid of the 

 same genus, Exartema zelleriaiium Fern., crumples and dis- 

 torts the young leaves of White Birch in the same manner as 

 the Wild Cherry species first mentioned. 



Under an oak tree at the edge of the woods are a goodly 

 number of last season's acorns that seem to have been neglected 

 by the squirrels ; we will cut a few open to investigate. In- 

 stead of finding them firm and full of meat, we are at first 

 disappointed to see that each contains nothing but dark-brown 

 powdery dust, but stir up this dust a little with blade of pen- 

 knife and a larva is discovered ; turn out the contents on the 

 palm of the hand and we shall likely find two, both dull gray, 

 one nearly half an inch long and rather stout, and the other 

 slender and only about a quarter of an inch long. The large 

 one is a beautiful Tortricid, Mellisopus latif erreatiics W\sm., 

 bright coppery-red with shining metallic-gold stripes across 

 the wings ; the small one is a beautiful little Gelechid, Holco- 

 cera glandtilella Riley. 



Just outside of the woods are some dry stalks of last year's 

 Evening Primrose. Mother Nature is never wasteful ; so we 

 will see what good purpose these useless-looking sticks are 

 performing in her system of economy. With a sharp knife 

 carefully split one in half, from the flower-head to the root, 



