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to be moving, and before I could get back to the town rain 

 began to fall. The next morning, however, was fine and bright, 

 and there appeared to be every prospect of a good butterfly day, 

 so I resolved to take the ten o'clock train to a place called Clissa, 

 about an hour's ride inland. I booked second class, and my 

 travelling companions were a young couple with a baby. The 

 mother insisted, despite the heat, on having the windows closed 

 for fear baby should catch cold, while the father spent his time 

 in entomological pursuits, chasing and killing the numerous flies 

 which showed a strong desire to settle on the sleeping infant ! I 

 made up my mind to escape at the first opportunity, so at a 

 wayside halt I changed into an airy third class carriage with 

 an open platform in front, from which I saw var. herta flying 

 abundantly among the grass and herbage on the hillside. I 

 think my journey would have yielded better entomological results 

 if I had left the train at one of these little stations. At Clissa 

 there is a picturesque castle-crowned hill, where a few soldiers 

 are stationed, and as I entered the gateway to explore the old 

 fortifications, I noticed Papilio podalirhis flying round the young 

 trees ; but they were ancient specimens and in very worn con- 

 dition, so I let most of those I captured go. A soldier had been 

 watching me, and when I put down the net to take a snapshot 

 from the ramparts, he took possession of it and frantically, 

 but not very successfully, chased every Papilio that appeared, 

 bringing to me in triumph the poor, battered, tailless creatures 

 which he succeeded in catching. When I got the net back I 

 started off down the hill to try to reach the source of the river 

 Jeder, which issues, as so many of the Balkan rivers do, in a 

 great stream from the base of a limestone cliff. It was a hot 

 walk of two or three miles, with nothing to be had until I came 

 to a hillside where I got eight or nine M. var. herta, a nice series 

 of Polyommatus escheri in prime condition, and one P. orion 

 decidedly the worse for wear. I have said that nothing was 

 to be had en route, but I had forgotten a stern chase after a 

 very vigorous specimen of Polygonia egea, which I ultimately 

 caught on a bramble bush ; but I caught the bramble too, 

 and, before I could disentangle the net, egea succeeded in 

 getting away. But I made up for the disappointment as I 

 netted several specimens later in the day, and during my visit 

 to the Balkans I got a good many of them. After a picnic lunch 

 in a green and shady corner of the valley by the source of the 

 river, with a flowery spot near by, where I took Pontia daplidice 

 and several of the common Lycamids, I walked back to Spalato, 

 where I posted my captures — fifty- six in number— home to be set. 

 The next day I went on by sea to Kagusa, an ancient and 

 most interesting town. In the afternoon of my arrival I took 

 passage on a small steamer which was advertised to run to the 

 island of Lacroma, where Charaxes jasius is said to fly, and 



