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insect, strange to say at Sherwood all the specimens were of 

 a yellow variety, closely resembling Ful\ ago in colour ; and 

 as it also, when at rest, folds its wings in a precisely similar 

 manner to Fiilvago, the resemblance was very striking, and 

 often deceived me for a moment. Whether this mimicry 

 really acts as a protection to either insect I offer no opinion ; 

 but the fact is curious that here (Newlay), only fifty miles 

 distant, where we have no Fulvago to mimic or protect, 

 Trapezina is under no restrictions as to the colour of his 

 coat, and wears drab, yellow, red or brown indifferently. 

 Crambus inquinatellus swarmed everywhere, and C. pinetellus 

 was not uncommon amongst fern at dusk. 



Although the capture of so many good insects offers an 

 irresistible attraction to the entomologist, a night in Sher- 

 wood is rather trying to the nerves. The huge dark trunks 

 loom through the underwood in every direction, looking like 

 a herd of elephants feeding in the jungle. As you examine 

 the patch of sugar, the light of the lantern perchance falls 

 into a yawning hollow in the side of the monster before 

 which you are standing, failing to illumine the darkness or 

 tell what may be concealed in its depths. 



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Snake Tree. 



Large numbers of the old oaks are in every stage of 

 picturesque ruin ; the branches, broken and twisted by the 



