The Bear Larinus 
a vague resemblance between the sacerdotal 
ornament, the stole, and the white bands 
that run down the Weevil’s back, have pro- 
posed the name of Stoled Larinus (L. 
stolatus, GMEL.). This term would please 
me; it gives a very good picture of the insect. 
The Bear, making nonsense, has prevailed. 
So be it: non nobis tantas componere 
lites. 
The domain of this , Weevil is the 
corymbed carlina (C. corymbosa, LIN.), a 
slender thistle, not devoid of elegance, harsh- 
looking though it be. Its heads, with their 
tough, yellow-varnished spokes, expand into 
a fleshy mass, a genuine heart, like an arti- 
choke’s, which is defended by a hedge of 
savage folioles broadly welded at the base. 
It is at the centre of this palatable heart 
that the larva is established, always singly. 
Each has its exclusive demesne, its invio- 
lable ration. When an egg, a single egg, 
has been entrusted to the mass of florets, 
the mother moves on, to continue elsewhere; 
and, should some new-comer by mistake take 
possession if it, her grub, arriving too late 
and finding the place occupied, will die. 
This isolation tells us how the larva feeds. 
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