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212, 215, 216, 221, 222, 225, 228,230, 
241 lo 243, 246 to 248, 250, 255, 263, 
265, 267, 277, 280, 296, 314,315,319, 
324, 325, 327, 331, 335, 337, 341, 345, 
349, 350, 355, 362, 365, 375, 377, 382, 
385, 387, 389, 391, 399, 404 to 406, 408, 
417, 420, 421, 435, 437, 442, 446 to 450, 
455 to 460, 463, 469, 471, 472, 475, 479, 
482, 489, 493, Besides ^sculi, I have 
duplicates of several other species to 
spare. Noue but good insects sent 
away, and none but good ones will be 
acceptable to me. — James Bryant, 80, 
Gopsall Street, Hoxton, London, N . ; 
August 7. 
A SUBURBAN GARDEN AND ITS 
INHABITANTS. 
A gentleman of my acquaintance, who 
is the fortunate possesser of a villa resi- 
dence, situated at Hornsey Rise, and to 
which is attached a delightful suburban 
garden, this morning called to show me 
some of the entomological productions of 
that charming locality. The specimens 
which he had to offer to my notice were 
contained in a small stoppered bottle; I 
perceived at a glance that they were ap- 
parently all of one species, being small, 
uniform in colour, and possessing con- 
siderable saltatorial powers. Whilst I 
was searching for my pocket-glass for 
the purpose of a more minute examina- 
tion, my friend continued, “ This morn- 
ing, sir, my gardener called my attention 
to the fact that he was covered with 
them — actually covered, sir! — his arms, 
hands and face were black with them ! 
his legs were black also ! They all ap- 
peared to occupy a portion of the garden 
in which there is a bed of raspberries.” 
“Why, my dear sir,” said I, “they 
are fleas — apparently common fleas!” 
“ Whatever they are,” he replied, “ there 
are — not hundreds — not thousands — but 
millions, sir ! ” “Do you keep fowls!” 
I suggested. “No!” “Many cats?” 
“No cats ! I have a couple of dogs, and 
they worry all the cats that come near. 
But bow these millions of fleas came 
into my garden, and how to get rid of 
them, is what I want you, as an ’ex- 
perienced entomologist, to tell me.” 
I was not prepared on the instant to 
do this, but promised to investigate the 
subject, and render all the assistance 
I possibly could. “ Ah !” thought I, “ so 
here is a gentleman possessing all the 
comforts of a charming villa residence, 
delightfully situated at Hornsey Rise, 
deprived of the enjoyment of one of his 
chief delights by an invasion of fleas. 
‘Come into the garden, Maud?’ Ah, 
my friend, you must change that refrain 
— you must even forego that pleasure! 
Thus one calamity treads upon the heels 
of another; and I cannot even suggest 
thee a remedy.” On examining the con- 
tents of the bottle, I soon, with the aid 
of Duges Monograph, ascertained that 
the insect was Pulex canis. But can it 
be possible that, from a couple of dogs, — 
supposing the fleas to have originated 
with those kept by my friend, — the breed 
could amount lo millions ? and that they 
should have taken possession of a rasp- 
berry-bed ? If any of the readers of the 
‘ Intelligencer ’ can throw any light upon 
the sudden appearance of such a mighty 
host, and can suggest an efiectual mode 
whereby the pest may be got rid of, they 
will confer a real benefit. For my own 
part, I confess I am puzzled. — Fredk. 
Smith, British Museum. 
The new Thochilium. — A number 
of specimens of this insect, taken by Mr. 
