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THE SUBSTITUTE. 
The Bull and the Bull’s Eye . — 
I heard a rather amiisiuj? story 
the other day from a sort of small 
collector who lives here. About 
300 or 400 yards from my house 
there is a lar^e open grass field 
surrounded by a narrow belt of 
plantation, which is again enclosed 
by a high stone wall. This fellow 
had seen me once or twice sugar- 
ing there, and living himself close 
to the spot determined to make a 
nice snug little monopoly of it. 
Accordingly he went several times 
very early, so that if I arrived I 
might find the ground already oc- 
cupied. One night, determined to 
have a “ good go,” he had laid a 
pound and a half of sugar upon the 
trees and was proceeding to take 
his first round of inspection. The 
three first trees were covered with 
moths, and he was trudging along 
in high spirits when he heard a 
sort of loud breathing close at 
hand, and on looking over a slight 
thorn hedge hordering the planta- 
tion saw a huge bull attentively 
dodging his footsteps. “Never 
mind,” he thought, “ there is the 
hedge between.” Just as he 
arrived at the next tree — alive 
with moths. Master Bull walked 
through a gap in the hedge and 
confronted him. “Hollo!” says 
collector. Boo-o-o says bull, and 
comes a step nearer. “ I say old 
fellow, yon don’t mean mischief.^” 
But ^Ir. Bull did mean mischief. 
So my friend “doused his glim” 
and made with all speed for the 
wall, and at his heels was old bos, 
who just arrived in time to assist 
him gently over and deposit him 
on the other side. — Eborexsis. 
A Box of Insects Lost in No- 
vember last. — As I can get no in- 
formation by letters with reference 
to the above sent to Mr. J. Hardy, 
43, Radnor Street, Hulme, Man- 
chester, I shall feel obliged should 
this meet his eye by his returning 
my box if he has received it free 
of expense, the contents of which 
he is welcome to. Keeping a 
correspondent’s box for three 
months is certainly a great piece 
of neglect and a great hindrance 
in the way of exchange. — John 
Porter, 8, East Street, Lewes. 
BEETLING FOR BEGINNERS. 
“ Ille ego qui quondam cecini Bugfliwalham pulcbellnm." 
After VlUGlL. 
“ Gentle Laura! silk-haired Laura ! 
Sunny, funny, romping Laura ! 
Laura of the Bugfliwatha ! 
Laura of the water bug-fly ! 
Come with me into the forest; 
Come with me into the meadow ; 
Come with me to Hokempokem; 
Where the bubbling brook runs sparkling. 
Or beneath the steep hank darkling ; 
Come with net, for beetles hunting ; 
Come with boxes beetle-hunting; 
Come, the young and old together. 
