The Cionus 
of following the Cionus’ doings, in comfort, 
at any hour of the day. 
My colonies flourish. The strangers, sat- 
isfied with their new camping-ground, settle 
down on the twigs on which I have placed 
them. They browse and gently tease one 
another with their legs: many of them pair 
off and gaily spend their lives revelling in the 
sunshine. ‘Those coupled together, one on 
top of the other, are subject to sudden lurches 
from side to side, as though impelled by the 
release of a vibrating spring. Pauses follow, 
of varying length; then the lurches are re- 
peated, cease and begin again. 
Which of the two supplies the motive force 
of this little piece of machinery? It seems 
to me that it is the female, who is rather 
larger than the male. The jerking would 
then be a protest on her part, an attempt to 
free herself from the embraces of her com- 
panion, who holds on despite all this shaking. 
Or again, it may be a common manifestation, 
the pair joyfully exulting in a nuptial rolling 
from side to side. 
Those who are not coupled plunge their 
rostrum into the budding flowers and feast 
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