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Also of C. Andrew, 129, High 
Street, Cheltenham ; T. Brown, 2, 
Collingate, York ; J. E. Robson, 
Olive Street, Hartlepool ; T. Cooke, 
Naturalist, 513, New Oxford Street, 
London. 
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or capture of a rare species, or 
observation of general interest, are 
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notice of the same to Mr. T. or Mr. 
J. B. Blackburn, at Woodford. 
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OBSERVATIONS. 
COLEOPTERA. 
Collecting Coleoptera ( continued ). 
— Of course a net is necessary for 
collecting Hydradephaga, and the 
one I use is made according to the 
following dimensions: — The iron 
wire which composes the ring is an 
eighth of an inch in thickness, and 
is bent into the form of a semi- 
circle, the base of which measures 
fifteen inches. The ends of the wire 
are prolonged at the top for about 
eight inches and by these I tie it, 
with stout pack-thread, to the ex- 
tremity of an ordinary walking stick. 
The net is made of a substance called 
cheese cloth, which may be easily 
procured, andis about eighteen inches 
deep. Not liking the jelly bag prin- 
ciple, I have it made on that of the 
pillow case, and all the seams are 
double sewed. The net where it is 
sewed to the ring, is covered with 
leather, to prevent the wear and 
tear to which it is necessarily sub- 
jected. Although rather cumber- 
some, it is a most effective weapon, 
but those coleopterists who would use 
it must have a profound contempt for 
public opinion. I shall not soon for- 
get the curious and astonished look 
with which an old country gentleman 
recently enquired of me, when col- 
lecting in a favorite marsh, if I was 
“ cleaning the drains,” and when 
assured that I was not engaged in 
that very interesting occupation, his 
final conclusion that I was a native 
recently imported from France on 
the look out for “paddocks,” the 
illusion being heightened by my 
having on a French military cap 
which I sometimes wear. The 
small fry of the street too used at 
first to regard me with jeering 
looks and sarcastic insinuations, but 
now they have got quite accustomed 
to my net, and confidently inform 
each other that I am “ gawu oot to 
