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fact, it was remarkable as the only one met with during my three 

 weeks' holiday over much varied ground. The Anthocerids were as 

 common as on the previous day, clustering everywhere on the flower 

 heads. Among them I found a specimen oi Adscifa geryon. The 

 near ally of our Setina irrorelia, the longitudinally striped species 

 S. aurila, was met with. The three species of Geometer which I 

 casually netted, Mr. Prout tells me, are Anaitis prcefo?-fna/a, a species 

 similar in habits and appearance to our A. plagiata, Lobophora 

 salniiata, male, and Odezia atrata {chcerophyllata). This, I believe, 

 is the sum total of what was a most delightful ramble. We found 

 the bridge (not marked in Baedeker, by-the-bye), and felt quite safe 

 when we were over — a rotting thing of slender larch poles with earth 

 and gravel laid over, so frail that two at a time on it hardly showed 

 discretion. It was a typical Swiss bridge, and its method of con- 

 struction called to mind its modern development, the marvellous 

 bridge over the Zambesi, which we all know so well from illustrations. 

 We were soon on the Schwarzee and Matterhorn pathway, and at 

 the joining of the ways saw the long-desired chance of a drink. We 

 had it, a draught of delicious cold spring-water, but we paid for it : 

 for half an hour we suffered bitterly from indigestion, or shall I say 

 indiscretion ? However, we gradually recovered, and, entomology 

 aside, we fell more or less into the routine of the world, except that 

 our day's captures had to be labelled and packed. 



In such a year as 1909 one watched the weather in trepidation, but 

 August 1st opened even more brilliantly than the two previous days, 

 and we determined to go up the Riffel-alp by train, spend the morning 

 there, go on to the Findelen hut above the Glacier, and gradually 

 work our way down the Findelen valley, reaching Zermatt between 

 five and six o'clock. The weather was propitious, for the day was 

 one of the most perfect that could be desired; the scenery was grand — 

 no words can adequately describe it. I wished that the South 

 London Society could hold one of its out-door meetings there. What 

 a revelation ! What an education, even in only a few short hours ! 

 At 7-8000 ft. above sea-level one can stand at the foot of the Hinch- 

 cliff monument, erected in memory of a famous alpinist, and see 

 height after height more than 12,000 ft. The Weishorn, the 

 Rothhorn, the Gabelhorn, the mighty Matterhorn, the Breithorn, 

 Castor and Pollux, Lyskamm, and further round the massive group of 

 Monte Rosa, one and all draped with glaciers and snowfields, 

 glittering in the brilliant sunshine. 



This is the spot for insects. No likelihood of a stray entornolo- 

 gist depleting the country of its butterfly fauna. First and foremost, 

 our old friend of the fens, Papilio machaon. Here he is always found 

 careering around the high exposed mountain-tops. A Colias next, 

 and plenty of them, C. paiceno and C. phicomo/te, the former with 

 females both white and yellow. The latter very abundant, variable 

 in size and depth of colour ; one is a very small specimen, and 

 another, a female, is unusually light. I overhauled numbers to see 



