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THE YOUNG NATURALIST. 



The craving for beetles having now somewhat subsided, we began to feel 

 other cravings of an equally important nature, for, although not quite so done 

 up as a friend of mine was on a similar excursion, when he declared he 

 N could eat a cow on a bit of bread," we were decidedly both hungry and 

 tired, so we sat down to discuss lunch and enjoy the surrounding scenery. 



Moel-y-gamelin is 1897 feet high, or a little more than half the height of 

 Snowdon, and commands a somewhat extensive view. Directly in front we 

 had the valley of the Clwyd stretching away for miles ; on the right the 

 MoelYamman range; on the left the.Berwyn and Arran mountains; and at 

 our backs the peculiarly shaped Eglwysag rocks, and still further away, the 

 Wrekin in Shropshire. Although it was a little cloudy in the direction of 

 Carnarvonshire, yet we were able to get an occasional glimpse of that distant 

 peak which we hope sometime to explore, in search of the beautiful Chryso- 

 mela cerealis and other good things which are known to occur on the slopes 

 of Snowdon. 



Just as we had finished lunch, and were thinking of resuming work, we were 

 startled to hear the explanation " Ah ! we've run you to earth at last." On 

 looking round we found the speaker to be Mr. A. 0. Walker of Chester, who 

 had followed in a later train, and knowing our proposed destination had 

 succeeded in overtaking us. After a few minutes spent in comparing 

 captures, we began the descent, but met with nothing new, and Mr. Walker 

 left us as he wished to return by an early train, while we pushed on to 

 examine another ridge, where, on our last visit we took all our best captures. 

 Here, however, insects were equally scarce, and with the exception of a 

 strange Sitones, not yet identified, we made no additions to our list. As it 

 was now half-past five we began to retrace our steps towards the village, 

 where, strange to say, we had only to wait about a quarter of an hour for 

 tea — an hour being about the usual time. 



Leaving Llangollen at 7.15, we were in Liverpool by 9.30, tired, bnt well 

 satisfied with our trip, for a day among the hills-— if the weather be fine, but 

 not otherwise — is a treat, quite irrespective of the good insects we may expect 

 to meet with. I sincerely re-echo the sentiments of the Welshman's song, 

 when he says : — 



" Oh in my heart how I love that Llangollen," 

 though with a non-acquaintance with the young lady I may not be able to 

 add :— 



" And sweet Jenny Jones too, in my heart I do love." 



Downing Street, Liverpool, 



