3554 The Zoologist — June, 1873. 



rock, the property of a private gentleman, and kept perfectly neat, 

 clean, and dry. The inside of the cavern, duly lighted up on the 

 attendance of visitors with numerous candles, was a sight worth 

 coming to see, for stalactites, various in form and dimension, hung 

 from the roof, and others had risen up by gradual formation from 

 the floor to meet them, and thus one large stem was frequently 

 produced, seven or eight feet in length. Several were of the purest 

 white, like carved alabaster pendants, and others resembled flitches 

 in shape; the light placed behind these last shone through them, 

 producing a very pretty eff^ect. Within the dusky recesses of the 

 entrance I took the brownish Hypaena rostralis, a moth which aptly 

 matched its residence in hue. On our descent we walked on a little 

 distance to the village of Luisa, — " Bella Luisa," as our host at 

 Bastia called it, — and repairing to an inn kept by a person who had 

 received an emperor's medal for being instrumental in saving the 

 lives of three persons shipwrecked off" that coast, there ordered a 

 carriage for our return. 



October 27th. In the afternoon of this day we took a walk 

 inland, winding round to the left above the town, and then making a 

 considerable detour round a cultivated glen containing clumps of 

 orange trees beneath, we enjoyed a fine prospect of the sea, Bastia 

 below us to the left, and its citadel at a considerable elevation above 

 us on our right. 



October 28th. I visited for the first time what I subsequently 

 regarded as a very favourite resort, a hilly slope in the immediate 

 neighbourhood of Bastia, where Globularia Alyssum and wild 

 rosemary displayed their mauve-coloured blossoms, and where I 

 took the very handsome burnished little beetle Chrysomela Ameri- 

 cana on the latter of these shrubs, besides meeting with Liciraes 

 agricola, as well as many specimens of Ateuchus laticollis, until, on 

 my last visit there, the day preceding my bidding farewell to 

 Corsica, the " tramontanachiara," blowing from the hills across the 

 sea, eff"ectually prevented any further investigations, making all the 

 herbage tremble from its roots. Later in the day we walked out 

 to the new harbour works, composed of large blocks of green 

 serpentine and concrete, but brought nearly to a standstill for 

 want of funds since the outbreak of the Franco-Prussian war. Elba 

 with her mountains, as well as Caprera and Monte Christo, are 

 clearly visible from here in fine weather, but in cloudy seasons the 

 last is always, and the second occasionally, concealed. 



