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placed strangely near the walls when measured by the range of 
modern guns, for yon unrepaired breach in the Water Bastion is 
scarce two hundred yards from the most advanced battery! 
Here in a beautiful garden, the very ideal of quiet and peace, 
where the numerous grey-striped Squirrels are quite tame, and the 
greenest of Parrots and the crested Hoopoes look as if war were 
unknown upon earth—here I watched many gorgeous Papilio aristo- 
lochiae, Fabr., fluttering upon the flowers, or sailing over the trees; 
at one moment they looked like black crepe against the light, at 
another they displayed a circlet of brilliant rubies beneath. Once 
I had three of these beauties together in my net. With them were 
a few P. demoleus and P. pammon, the latter being females of 
Form II. 
Danaida chrysippus was also common; one, a male, was unusually 
small. Grastia core, Cram., was common in shady places under 
mango trees, but was rarely seen at flowers. The pretty little black 
and salmon-coloured Teracolus Calais, Cram., was abundant alike in 
the Kudsia Gardens and close to the hotel, flying near the ground, 
yet not so easy to catch. One of them was very small. Of T. 
puellaris I saw two only. The wet-season form of Terias hecabe was 
abundant, flying low and about bushes. 
Of the brilliant yellow and orange Ixias pyrene, Linn., I took but 
one; the less gaudy Orange-tip, I. marianne, Cram., was rather 
common, but some of them were worn and none very easy to catch. 
Here I took my first Delias eucliaris, Drury, a very worn female. The 
common Whites were Huphina nerissa, all males, and Belenois 
mesentina, which was abundant at flowers. The slender little Nychi- 
tona xiphia, Fabr., flitted weakly along close to the ground, reminding 
me irresistibly of Leucophasia sinapis, Linn., in spite of all structural 
differences. One of these ghostly creatures was taken flying over a 
tablet that marked the site of “ Battery N o. IV. Left attack; 
mortars/' One wondered whether there were any butterflies in that 
place during the terrible summer of 1857. 
Have the natives forgotten those days ? We have not. At Meerut 
—where the old women in cocked hats did nothing , while the 
mutineers were busy murdering Christians in Delhi—we saw British 
troops going to church with rifles and ball cartridge! In May, 1857, 
the mutineers tried to catch our men in church, unarmed, but the 
hour of parade was altered, so that their crafty scheme was happily 
frustrated. 
Three or four Precis lemonias appeared to be rather fond of shade; 
they settled upon the ground in preference to flowers, and then were 
