88 Beautiful Butterflies. 



than once caught two at a time, and after admiring 

 them, in gratitude for the benefit I had received at their 

 hands, sent them forth once again to enjoy their summer 

 revelries. At other times (I particularly recollect one 

 occasion), in a wood on the summit of the Drachenfels, 

 when the wind was rather keen, I found numbers 

 resting on the backs of trees, in a state of stupor ; they 

 made no attempts to escape, and when thrown into the 

 air their wings barely opened, or flapping feebly, eased 

 their fall, or enabled them to seek repose on the stem of 

 a rotten trunk." 



