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delightful drive into the forest. We had a pleasant ramble under 
the sombre spruces, talking of past times in Bermuda, Nova Scotia, 
and Newfoundland, but unfortunately it clouded over and drove 
most of the butterflies to roost; we saw only Grapta faunus , Edw., 
of which I managed to secure one out of several seen, and Papilio 
glaucus turnus, Linn., of which I saw a single example. Of the last 
I took a broken one the next day at Vancouver City. 
At Vancouver I had an experience which was as fortunate as 
it was curious. Though provided with through tickets to London, 
I had landed at Victoria with my supply of ready money almost 
exhausted. Vain endeavours to find a lost piece of baggage occupied 
most of my few hours in the city, so that the visit to the Bank of 
Montreal w^as postponed until uncomfortably near the hour of the 
departure of the train. The question arose in my mind how I was 
to give the bank proof of my identity. It was true that I had a 
letter of introduction to an old lady living somewhere in the place, 
but she might think it strange if I called with a cab and asked her 
to accompany me to the bank. Accordingly I kept her in reserve, 
and, resolving to try to bluff it through, walked boldly into the bank. 
As I entered, the teller in his wire thief-proof cage addressed me by 
name, and said he knew me well and my father too! “ That’s a 
good thing,” said I, producing my letter of credit, “ for I want to 
raise the wind.” He glanced at the document saying, “ And I know 
your signature too; it is thirteen years since I have seen it, but it has 
not changed.” This gentleman had been a junior clerk in a bank 
with which both my father and I had accounts. I had not the 
slightest difficulty in getting money forthwith, and was passed on 
to other branches of the bank along the line of route. 
North Bend, B.C. 425 ft. 
June 3rd, 1904. 
Our journey across the Nearctic continent was a mere rush, 
affording few entomological opportunities; it would indeed not be 
worth recording save as my first, and only, experience of collecting 
in North America. It is true that on the occasion of the visit of 
the British Association to Canada in 1884, I had got as far West as 
Laggan, but on that journey I did not collect. When I visited 
Bermuda, Nova Scotia, Newfoundland, Quebec, and Niagara in 1901, 
my only entomological notes were of the abundance of Nomophila 
noctuella at Bermuda ; a single specimen of Papilio (probably) glaucus 
turnus , seen on a hill above the Codroy River, Newfoundland, and 
