114 THE NAUTILUS. 
We found 20 or more, nearly all full grown of H. tudiculata and 
H. Traskii. Right here let me say that I think snails display exqui- 
site taste in their choice of a home, at least some varieties do. 
IT am as much or more interested in photography than I am in 
conchology and I have found that the haunts of these humble creat- 
ures are nearly always in spots that delight the heart of a photo- 
grapher. Pretty shady nooks, old gnarled trees and stumps, fern 
lined—which by the way, might contain water snails—broken down 
fences, and, overgrown hedges, are places equally attractive to the 
conchologist and the “ disciple of the tripod.” I cannot think of two 
studies that can be pursued more harmoniously than conchology and 
photography. 
I have yet to experience the pleasure of a trip to the seaside with 
my camera and shell basket. 
But, to return to the snails. The flower pot besides being too 
small was not a very satisfactory place for them. In some way, they 
would manage to span the distance between the pot and the edge 
of the dish which was kept full of water, as a means of keeping them 
at home, and, some of them were constantly escaping. I procured a 
large cheese box, filled it with leaf-mold, planted several varieties of 
ferns in it, transferred my snails to their new home. 
In order to keep them there, I put around the box which I had 
first placed on another box to make it higher, a fence of wire netting 
about three feet high, and, far enough from the box, so that Mr. 
Snail could not get out without crawling down to the floor and then 
up the screen—a feat which only a very few have accomplished. 
Before I got this safeguard I had many long searches for miscreant 
members, under the bed, and similar places. 
But, in spite of their roving disposition, they seemed fairly com- 
fortable and happy, sleeping mostly during the day-time, and for- 
aging at night. They ate a great deal of bread and lettuce, and the 
ferns shared with them the frequent showers of water which they 
received. 
As has already been hinted, this snailery of mine is kept in my 
bedroom and I have spent many hours late at night and early in the 
morning, as well as during the day, watching its interesting inhab- 
itants. 
They are very particular about their personal appearance when 
they are not hibernating, keeping themselves, or rather their shells, 
bright and clean by “ mouthing” them all over, I believe I have 
sometimes seen them performing that office for one another. 
