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similis, was also abundant. Somewhat less numerous were Neyptis 
eurynome and Papilio jpammon, of the latter two males and a female 
of Wallace’s Form I. (cyrus, Fabr.) were taken. In addition to these 
were a fair number of the handsome purple-glossed Crastia amymone , 
God art, f. kindergi, Wllgrn.; a female was observed to be hard 
to kill, while several males exhibited the acetylene odour, in one 
instance strong enough to be obvious when the butterfly was flutter¬ 
ing in the net. A single example of Mycalesis mineus, f. chinensis , 
together with the day-flying Chalcosiine moth Pintia ferrea , Walk., 
complete the short list. It would seem that I failed to hit upon the 
collecting ground of which Mr. Freedley had spoken to me so enthusi¬ 
astically at Kandy. This day I tried my hand at Pidgin English, 
and found that I was quite understood when I said of the butterflies 
to an onlooker: “Fly niuchee 1 fast: I old man no catchee can.” 
Canton, lat. 23° 8' N. 
April 14th, 1904. 
On the way up the Chu Kiang the most prominent object is Tiger 
'Hill, standing opposite the famous Bogue Forts. This would appear 
to be one mass of rock, unbroken by either joint or bedding, and 
must weigh millions of tons, exceeding in size even the rocks I had 
seen in Southern India. 
As we neared the landing-place the pack of sampans reminded 
me of Henley, especially as the propulsive power was mainly 
obtained from other boats, rowing being out of the question. Our 
boat -woman proved more than a match for all comers, alike in 
skilful navigation and in the readiness of her glib tongue. One felt 
instinctively that she boldly said what a man at Henley would 
scarce have dared to think. 
We were carried in chairs, three men to each, through the streets 
of Canton, the most interesting city that it has been my lot to visit, 
so full is it of strange life and vivid colour. The architecture is 
disappointing, but the streets, 7 feet wide, and their yellow, squinny- 
eyed, flat-faced occupants are most fascinating. We had some 
difficulty in diagnosing the comestibles exposed for sale, but believe 
that we did make out strings of dried rats, and possibly beches-de- 
mer and birds’ nests for soup. When I asked our excellent guide, 
Ah Sing, whether it was true that his countrymen ate dogs, he 
replied : “ My countrymen, sir, are poor, they eat everything.” The 
Chinese shopkeepers advertise their wares in such a way as to adorn, 
1 A Pidgin English scholar says “ plenty ” is the correct word. 
