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small apartment, round at the sides and 
fiat at the top and bottom : he wailed 
there quietly for two or three days, when 
suddenly one morning the ceiling of his 
room was lifted off, and he was almost 
dazzled with light, but before he had 
time to think what to do, he found him- 
self suddenly thrown on to the ground, 
and heard the exclamation, “ It’s only a 
nasty bee, and I thought it had been an 
Eggar!” so he had made his escape 
again, and he did not think he should 
easily be caught another time. 
Hylotorna cyaneo-crocea wished to call 
the attention of those present to the fact 
that many of the insects that were much 
studied were rewarded by having their 
portraits taken, and were thus handed 
down to posterity, and he thought there 
must be many in the assemblage who 
would have been very glad to have known 
that portraits of their ancestors were pre- 
served ; for his part, as their life in the 
winged state was at all events a short 
one, he would not object to sacrifice a 
portion of it, if by so doing he could 
ensure a life-like portrait. (Loud cries 
of “ Hear, hear,” and “ Why don’t you 
go to Maull and Polyblank?”) In reply 
to the question that had just been put to 
him, he begged to observe that he did 
not think that photography was suffi- 
ciently advanced to be of use in repre- 
senting such delicately marked objects 
as were most of the insect race ; it was 
possible that in time it might be made 
serviceable in delineating their cha- 
racters, but at present he would rather 
sit to a first-rate artist than to any pho- 
tographer. 
Sirex gigas said if no saw-fly had any 
amendment to propose he would now put 
the resolution moved by Hylotorna Rosce, 
“That no saw-fly should let itself be 
caught.” This was unanimously carried, 
almost all the tarsi in the assembly being 
held up in its favour. 
YOUNG ENGLAND. 
Through the kindness of Mr. Sidney 
Cooper I attended the last meeting of 
the Junior Entomological Society, and, 
being in a clean glass bottle, had a good 
view of all the proceedings which took 
place ; my observations being only occa- 
sionally interrupted by one of my com- 
panions interposing his bulky body be- 
tween me and the chair. Unfortunately 
my friends kept up such a continual 
squeaking that my sense of sound was 
less gratified than the sense of sight ; in 
fact, I found myself very much in the 
position of a frequenter of the Ento- 
mological Society, where the constant 
buzz of gossip in the room often prevents 
one hearing some scientific discussion of 
much importance; however, a nuisance 
that man tolerates must of course be 
borne by a beetle, and having in vain 
requested my friends to be quiet, I was 
content to listen as best I might. 
I had often heard of the J unior Ento- 
mological Society, and feeling that it 
was a society in the failure of which 
I and my descendants had a lively in- 
terest, I was very glad to have this oppor- 
tunity of observing what took place. In 
the first place, I am happy to say there 
was a very small attendance, only two 
more than my number of legs ; all pre- 
sent, or nearly so, were elected officers of 
the society, — so that at present it appears 
to consist of a governing body, with no 
one to be governed. In the second place, 
I was happy to hear from the President 
that none of the members except himself 
looked after beetles. I couldn’t resist 
repeating this to my companions in the 
bottle, and they set up a sort of cheering 
by continuous squeaking for nearly five 
minutes, so that I lost much that fol- 
lowed. 
Something was said about asking the 
Entomological Society for the use of the 
meeting-room once a month, but I did 
not catch the amount which the Juniors 
