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Notwithstanding these advantages, I believe there are 

 more butterflies to be had on the barren inland slopes 

 than in the wind-swept gorges of the western side. 

 Insects do not thrive in the salt gales and mists that drift 

 perpetually up to Dahr el Khotib and Djebel Sunnin, and 

 except on the hot sea-coast where some of the tenderer 

 butterflies occur, I think more variety is to be obtained 

 further eastwards. 



Of the northern part of the Lebanon I am unable to 

 speak. It certainly differs considerably from the southern 

 districts, and Dahr el Khotib produces at least one 

 definitely alpine butterfly, Pieris callidice, which was 

 taken on its summit by Prof. Day in July, and which I 

 failed to find on Hermon, June 8th, and on Djebel Sunnin 

 on June 19th. 



I arrived at Beyrout April 28th, and received much 

 kindness and hospitality from our Gonsul-General and Mrs. 

 Drummond Hay. The Consul put me in charge of an 

 excellent dragoman, who attended to all my wants and 

 wishes during my travels, so that I never had the smallest 

 difficulty in carrying out my plans. I also had the great 

 good fortune to make acquaintance with Prof, and Mrs. 

 Day (of the American College at Beyrout), and received 

 much assistance and information from them. They are both 

 Lepidopterists, and have a very interesting local collection of 

 insects taken near Beyrout, and also a good many species 

 from the Lebanon. But college work detains the Professor 

 in Beyrout till mid July, so that they can do nothing in the 

 mountains during the early summer. 



I found that I was too late for D. apollinus, E. damone, 

 and E. belemia, all of which are common along the coast. 

 They do not appear to go high up into the mountains, as 

 I entirely failed to get any. 



After making several excursions round Beyrout, along 

 the fertile irrigated strip between the mountains and the 

 sea, to Dog River glen, and to Brummana, — a summer 

 resort about 3000 feet above the sea, and too near 

 it to be good for insects, — I took train for Damascus on 

 May 6th in very cold wet weather, which lasted till the 10th. 

 Returning to Beyrout, I halted for a day at Zebedani (on 

 the railway), and Blouden in the Anti-Lebanon. The 

 latter is a mountain village and health resort, 4500 feet 

 high, beautifully situated on the flank of Djebel Chekif. 

 I found this a good place for butterflies, and returned here 



