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amongst which, one in particular instantly attracted 
attention. This was the great crimson-ringed Apollo, 
soaring through space as an eagle—now high overhead, 
anon sweeping on set wings a hundred feet down the 
rock-face, towards some tuft of aconite or oxeye. To 
capture such high-flyers was no easy matter; till I 
discovered a rock-ledge across which the Apollos crossed 
and recrossed at intervals, and where, in the landing 
net, I secured nine specimens of this magnificent insect, 
whose thick, hairy bodies (almost moth-like) and 
tenacity of life deserve remark. Besides Apollo, I cap¬ 
tured here the following fritillaries :■—Paphia, Adippe, 
Niobe, Eris, Aglaia, Lathonia and Euphrosyne ; together 
with Cratsegi, Virgaurese and others, so that I enjoyed 
that day on the rocky ledges above Krokan.* 
Before the windows of our log-house, the ice-scalloped 
arrete of Gausta-fjeld, rising to 6184 feet, filled the 
prospect; while slopes so steep shut in the valley 
that one enjoyed a sort of bird’s-eye view of a vertical 
earth—such, as it were, as an eagle must have while 
soaring over more normal geological formations. 
Fifty yards from our door, sped the Maane-elv in 
swift crystal current of that green-blue tinge that often 
betokens a glacial origin. But this river, we knew 
(having been to its source), was not born of a glacier, and 
its pools, we soon proved, were paved with small trout. 
The Maane-elv in the latter davs of June, in an 
exceptionally hot summer, ran at lowest level, while 
* iVnother splendid insect, characteristic of southern Norway, is 
the Camberwell Beauty ( Vanessa Antiope) which, though we did not 
meet with it to-day, appears in this district as early as mid-May, and 
in central Norway (Trondhjem’s Amt) during the first week in 
June. 
