182 HEY: MOOR BEETLES. 
pluvialis) came to us like a voice from spirit land—and, indeed, one 
seemed in that wild, lonely place to be walking in an age long past 
away—for no trace of man or his works could anywhere be seen less 
ancient than the group of barrows that stood about us. 
After a time, we scrambled down to a narrow beck that flowed to 
the west of the moor we had climbed, a perfect little mountain 
stream that here prattled noisily among stones, now loitered by 
sandy bank, anon slept in a deep dark pool, and then, as if 
ashamed of its delay, plunged headlong over a broad slab of rock. 
We presently started a Heron (Ardea cinerea) that rose nobly in the 
narrow ravine, and then after a few not very remunerative hauls with 
the net, made the best of our way back to the inn 
On my second visit, two days later, I first pureued the Crosscliff 
Road and then descended to the Black Beck. Here, at a ford, 
I fished among the gravel and stones and found numbers of 
Hydroporus rivalis and H. septentrionalis, as well as three specimens 
. of a great prize, Wydroporus ferrugineus. am not aware that this 
species has been previously recorded for Yorkshire. It is a most 
conspicuous insect, walking very rapidly on its long legs. The great 
red spots on the shoulders produce a very fine effect while the insect 
is alive. The same stream yielded Ziémis volkmari, E. eneus, and 
£.. parallelopipedus, and Henicocerus exsculptus. Crossing the beck, 
I found a large marsh which yielded nothing but Zzmmnedius 
truncatellus and Hydroporus melanocephalus. As 1 ascended the 
moor, I turned over many of the stones which strew its surface in 
large numbers. Under one of them I found a brilliant specimen of 
Carabus arvensis, and under another, Prerostichus lepidus, only the 
second example, I believe, ever ‘apt in Yorkshire. It is of 
a glittering copper colour. As I reached the higher part of the moor 
I found little but Bradycedlus similis, Olisthopus rotundatus, and 
Llater balteatus. When I was about half way back, I turned over 
a stone that was lying on the heather and found under it about half 
a dozen of the local Ca/athus flavipes, a beetle that runs like ‘greased 
lightning.’ With it, was a still more interesting insect, Cymindis 
vaporariorum, ‘The only Yorkshire localities hitherto recorded for it 
are Midgley Moor and the Tees Banks. I turned over several other — 
stones in the same spot, and secured half a dozen specimens. They 
were entirely confined to one dry sandy patch of moor, and only 
occurred under stones which lay somewhat loosely on dead heather. 
Hunger and thirst, two very common products of the Yorkshire 
moors, now drove me back to Langdale, and I should almost have 
grudged the time required to bottle a Byrrhus that met me on the 
sandy road had it not proved to be the rare B. dorsalis. 
