THE ENTOMOLOGISTS 
WEEKLY INTELLIGENCER. 
No. 8.] SATURDAY, MAY 24, 1856. [Price 1 d. 
ENGLISH NAMES. 
Once upon a time there was a little 
hoy; this little boy was not a very 
good little boy, and when they did not 
give him anything he wanted he began 
to crv. His mamma did not like to 
see or hear him cry ; so that, as soon 
as he began to cry, she gave him what- 
ever it was that he wanted. One night, 
as he was going to bed, the maid had 
not put the shutters to, and the moon 
shone in very brightly, and this little 
boy saw the reflection of the moon in 
a pail of water; he was so pleased 
that he wanted to have the moon in 
his hands to play with, and so he told 
Mary to give him the moon out of the 
pail of water. Now Mary knew that 
the little boy was rather spoilt, so she 
told him he could not have the moon 
out of the pail : thereon the good little 
boy began to cry, and made so much 
noise that his mamma came up stairs 
to see what was the matter, and asking 
him what he was crying for, he said, 
pouting and whining, “ Because Mary 
won’t give me what I want.” Then 
the mamma began to scold Mary for 
teasing her dear boy, by not giving 
him what he wanted ; so Mary ex- 
plained that that would be rather diffi- 
cult, as the young gentlemau was crying 
for the moon which he saw in the pail 
of water. So when the mamma heard 
this, she laughed heartily at the ab- 
surdity of the thing, and she told her 
son that he could not always have every- 
thing that he wanted ; and, though he 
thought it very strange at first, he dried 
his eyes, and was a better boy in future. 
Now, there are some little boys who 
want to have English names for every 
one of our insects; but, you see, we 
have several thousand sorts of insects 
in this country, and most of these go 
by no other name in ordinary conver- 
sation than a moth, a bee, a beetle; 
there are others which are generally 
known by particular names, as the Tiger- 
moth, the Willow-bee, the Stag-beetle; 
but all the species have had scientific 
names given them, but these are in 
Latin, and many persons fancy it is 
very difficult to remember a Latin name, 
and some writers have pandered to a 
vulgar error by coining English names, 
generally merely translations of the Latin 
names, and these are sometimes very 
long and stupid; thus we have seen in 
print the names of two moths, one called 
the Bright-line Brown-eye, the other the 
Brown-line Bright-eye: this is sad gib- 
berish, and must be very a jit to puzzle 
simple people. Many insects are so 
much alike that one needs to be a toler- 
ably skilled Entomologist in order to 
tell them apart, and the person who 
is clever enough to know one from the 
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