THE 
WEEKLY ENTOMOLOGIST. 
“entoma quidquid agunt nostri est farrago libelli.” 
No. 26. Yol. 2.] SATURDAY, AUGUST 8, 1863. 
NEW SUBSCRIBERS. 
A YEAR lias elapsed since the 
first number of the “Weekly 
Entomologist” sped on its way to 
some of our subscribers. It is an 
anniversary with us. We look back 
on the doubts and fears of twelve 
months ago with feelings of satisfac- 
tion. Fifty-two numbers have been 
sent to distant parts of the country — 
many contributors have, from time 
to time, forwarded to us the results 
of their investigations. Some of 
these fellow workers we have never 
seen; some we, probably, never may 
see ; but we feel that the writings 
create a link that draws us together^ 
and we gain a mutual aid in our 
workings for a common end. 
And now we feel that we may 
congratulate ourselves on this day 
of retrospection. We may do so 
because we have not found our labour 
fruitless. We have had some able 
minds working and some ready pens 
writing, that have been a long day 
silent. We have found no selfish 
spirit striving for a monopoly of 
scientific record, or seeking to jostle 
into obscurity the deeds of those 
whose studies ai’e not those of the 
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world around them. We have had 
hearty voices to answer appeals for 
manuscripts and notes. 
But one thing’ we have yet to aslc» 
and we hope not to have to support 
our request at a future time. We 
want subscribers ; we long for a 
larg-er circulation ; for more readers 
and more writers. And this, not 
for any profit seen afar off in the 
future — nobody ever knew entomo- 
logical publications to yield such a 
thing : we may safely say that they 
are not published with such an 
object. But there is no reason why 
they ought to incur a distinct an- 
nual loss, and it would be a credit to 
all lovers of our science to lend a 
hand in preventing such a con- 
tingency. We speak plainly, be- 
cause we know that if only our scien- 
tific brothers would not read the 
“ Entomologist ” as spectators look 
at the play, but would consider that 
we are addressing our words seriously 
to each one of them, and asking one 
mite of labour from them in our 
cause, we might have a far different 
state of affairs. 
Oh, fat and jocund Mr. A., who 
read our words in all the glory of 
