THE ENTOMOLOGIST’S WEEKLY INTELLIGENCER. 
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the Leeds Naturalists’ Club, which will 
embrace naturalists, entomologists and 
botanists. The Club holds its meetings 
at present weekly, on Saturday evenings, 
at Mr. Joy’s, Albert Coffee House, Brig- 
gate, where communications for the Club 
may be left on any of the above sub- 
jects. I may say that at present three- 
fourths of the members are entomolo- 
gists. 
I am, sir, 
Yours respectfully, 
Robert Cundall. 
Crown Point, Leeds ; 
Dec. 12. 
“NOCTES AMBROSIAN.®.” 
Nox III.— AUTUMN. 
Scene. — A country lane , bounded on one side by a high wall, on the other by a 
hedge. Thick clusters of ivy in full bloom overhang the wall. It is 
rapidly getting darker. Flying around and settled on the ivy-flowers are 
numerous Anchoceles, Cerastes, Orthosis, Agrotes, fy-c. 
On a branch of ivy in front are seated Scopelosoma Satellitia and 
Anchocelis Pistacina. 
Sat. The weather’s getting coldish, I declare ! 
Eh, Pistacina? 
Pjst. Well, the wind is colder 
Than I’ve yet felt it. 
Sat. And the trees are bare 
In many places. Still, I trust, we’re bolder 
Than many entomologists, w'ho say 
The season for collecting ’s over when 
October’s nearly gone. 
Pist. But, by the way, 
The number ’s daily fewer of such mdn ! 
It’s really dreadful to perceive how fast 
Their foolish faucies now are disappearing ! 
I’m told no moth is safe! and in the last 
‘ Intelligencer’ (Lota, in my hearing, 
Said so) there was a notice headed thus, 
“ Captures at Ivy F 
Sat. Horrible, indeed ! 
I feel as if that must refer to us ! 
“ Captures at Ivy ! ” 
Pist. So you see there’s need 
For us to look out sharp ! 
Sat. Indeed there is! 
[A moth is seen hovering about the ivy.'] 
Pist. Who is it that approaches ? 
Sat. Rubiginea!* 
That black-frecked orange coat — it must be his ! 
Pist. You don’t say so ! When has he ever been here ? * 
A rhyme for the ear — not for the eye. 
