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tween the Farningham, Dartford, 
and Greenhithe stations, but it is 
certainly most accessible to the last 
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to the London entomologists gene- 
rally. My plan of going is, however, 
rather an eccentric one, but if you 
can start very early in the day, I can 
confidently recommend it. Get off 
for Dartford, make for the town, and 
turn to the right on arriving at what 
appears to be the main street ; this 
will take you up a hill till you come 
to a toll bar, when turn down a 
chalky lane to the left, which leads 
von on to Dartford Heath, at the end 
of which is the “ Black fence at 
Baldwyn’s,” its position being indi- 
cated before it is seen across the 
extensive gorse'eovered “ heath,” by 
a row of fir trees. On the heath 
itself I have never taken much, and 
the fence I have never found worthy 
of the praise lavished on it, but it 
will always repay a search, as indeed 
will almost any extensive fence. In 
the early spring I have several times 
taken Epigraplvia Steinkellneriella, 
and later on Microptcryz Calthclla, 
and Thunbergella, IAihocolletis Tor- 
vninella, and numerous other Tinece, 
but I do not remember to have taken 
any macros there. Having searched 
the fence, we turn down a lane to the 
left, and then cross some fields to the 
right, to a fine wood, which will be 
a sufficient guide in itself, (he village 
of Wilmington lying a little to the 
left. In this wood I have taken 
many micros, and among the macros, 
Herminia barhalis, while the be- 
ginner will find profitable employ- 
ment with the beautiful Argynnis 
Euplirosyne , the gay Venilia macu- 
lata, the delicate Asthena candidata, 
and its larger and coarser ally, Aci- 
dalia remutata. But our path has 
now brought us to an open space, on 
the top of an eminence. Here, under, 
a clump of oaks, we shall find a seat, 
and a pleasant thing it is to sit down 
in this cool and shady spot, refreshed 
by the breeze, after being scorched 
in the exposed but confined paths 
which we have left. If a smoker, 
a quiet pipe will no doubt enhance 
the pleasure, as you calmly survey 
the glorious expanse of downs and 
clover fields, quaint farmsteads, and 
other concomitants of a Kentish 
landscape, with the village of Swan- 
ley, a model of a picturesque and 
“ truly rural ” Kentish village as our 
next land mark. But we cannot 
S 2 iare much time to the contempla- 
tion of the scenic beauties of nature, 
insect beauties rather claim our at- 
tention, so we will proceed. In one 
clover field through which we pass, 
Strenia clathrata occurs in pro- 
fusion, while Plutella Eylostcl I a 
Hits about the corn fields, (. lose to 
the village of Swanley 1 have taken 
the beautiful Adda Sulzella. Here 
there is another wood, which would 
no doubt repay working, but 1 have 
never had time to give it a fair trial, 
so will make no further mention ol 
i(. From here to Dnrcuth village is 
