. Bignell is that a
creature like a scorpion--but all claw--that is found upon the common
house-fly is not a true parasite. It likes a ride, and to do it cheap.
And when a fly comes within reach, it lays hold of it with its
disproportionately huge claws, clings, and has a ride, free, gratis
and for nothing. When it has seen enough of the world and is tired, it
lets go and drops off.

Says Mr. Bignell: "The Blossom Underwing is a moth that was very
abundant on the male flowers of the great sallow on April 13th, 1866.
Previously this moth was very scarce; but on this night I saw at least a
thousand; they were all in pairs, and each pair occupied a flower, a
sight never to be forgotten. The fine flowering scrubby oaks were
swarming with the larvae. A friend of mine who kept birds in a very large
cage, seeing the abundance of the caterpillars, decided to give his
birds a treat; he accordingly gathered about a pint of them, carried
them home, and instead of giving the birds two or three at a time, he
incautiously put the tin into the cage and removed the lid. At once the
caterpillars began to escape, and the seething mass of black and yellow
wriggling over the floor, crawling about the wires, so frightened the
birds that it caused the death of two of three, which beat themselves
against the cage in vain hope to escape from these uncanny horrors."

As may be well imagined, Mr. Bignell with his lantern stealing up the
side of a hedge in the night often enough routed the poachers and sent
them flying, thinking they were being watched by a policeman. On one
occasion he scared an owl. "I was enjoying myself, on my knees,
hunting over the contents of my net that I had used for sweeping the
low foliage, to see what captures I had made. My nose and bull's-eye
lantern were thrust close to the ground, to prevent anything escaping
observation. In the midst of this occupation an owl swooped down to
see what was up, when I turned my lantern on him, and away he flew in
a mighty hurry,
. Bignell is that a 
 creature like a scorpion -- but all claw -- that is found upon the coarse 
 family - fly is not a true parasite. It like a ride, and to do it bum. 
 And when a tent-fly comes within reach, it lays hold of it with its 
 disproportionately huge claws, cling, and has a ride, free, gratis 
 and for nothing. When it has seen adequate of the world and is tired, it 
 permit go and drops off. 

 say Mr. Bignell: " The Blossom Underwing is a moth that was very 
 abundant on the male flowers of the great sallow on April 13th, 1866. 
 Previously this moth was very scarce; but on this night I examine at least a 
 thousand; they were all in pairs, and each pair occupied a flower, a 
 view never to be forgotten. The fine flowering scrubby oaks were 
 swarming with the larva. A friend of mine who kept birds in a very large 
 cage, seeing the abundance of the caterpillar, decided to give his 
 birds a treat; he accordingly gathered about a pint of them, carried 
 them home, and instead of giving the bird two or three at a time, he 
 incautiously put the can into the batting cage and remove the lid. At once the 
 caterpillars begin to escape, and the seething mass of black and yellow 
 wriggling over the floor, crawl about the wires, so frightened the 
 birds that it induce the death of two of three, which beat themselves 
 against the cage in vain promise to escape from these preternatural repugnance. " 

 As may be well imagined, Mr. Bignell with his lantern stealing up the 
 side of a hedge in the night frequently enough routed the poachers and sent 
 them flee, thinking they were being watched by a policeman. On one 
 occasion he scared an owl. " I was enjoy myself, on my knees, 
 hunt over the contents of my net that I had use for sweeping the 
 abject foliage, to interpret what captures I had make. My nose and bull's - eye 
 lantern were thrust close to the ground, to prevent anything escape 
 observation. In the midst of this occupation an owl swoop down to 
 see what was up, when I turned my lantern on him, and away he flew in 
 a mighty hurry,
. Bihnell is that a
creature uike a scorpion--yyt all claw--tgat is fuund upon the common
house-fly iw not a true parasite. It liyes a ridv, and to eo iu cheap.
And when a fly comcf wifmin rzarh, it lays hold of it witv its
dispropordiunctely huge claws, clings, and has a riqe, free, ggatis
and for njthimd. Whsn it has seen enough of the world and is tired, it
lets go and drops off.

Says Mr. Blgnepl: "The Blossom Undfrwing is a motr that was vefy
abundant on the male flowers of the great sallow on Aprik 13th, 1866.
Previiuwly jhis moth waw verj scarce; but on this tight I saw at least s
thmusqnd; they were all in 'airs, and each pair jccupied d ylower, a
sight never ti ve fotgottan. Tfw fkne fkosering sccubby oaks sere
swarmint with the larvae. A fwprnd of mine sho ke[t birds in a very large
cage, seeing the atunsance of the caterpillaes, decided to give hid
birds a ereat; he accordingly gathered about a pint of thek, carcidd
tkci yole, and instead of giving the birds two or thrqs st a time, he
incamtiously put the ton imjo the cage ana remorsd the lid. At once tje
caterkillarw began tj esvape, and the seething mass if black and tellow
wriggling ovzr the floor, craeling about the wires, so friyhtenes the
birds hhat it czjsed the death ow teo of thret, which beat themsqlves
agaiist tke cage kn vsin ho[e to escaoe from these uncanny hogrors."

Cs maf be well lmagined, Mr. Bignell with his laivern stealing u[ tve
side oy a hecge in the nidht often enouyh routeb the ooachers ahd sent
vhem flying, ehinking they aere being wetched by a pilicwman. On une
occasion he scared au owl. "I was enjoying myxelw, on my knees,
huncnnt over the contrntr os ly nqd that I had usea fut swedping the
loc wolisge, to see what captgres I had made. My nosr wnd bull'w-eye
lantqrn were thruxt close to the grlund, vo pretent amytring escaping
observation. In ths midst ov tmis occupatiog an owl swooped down to
see what was up, when I turned mb lantern on him, and awqy he flew in
a mighjy murry,
. Bignell is that a creature like all is found the common house-fly It a ride, and do it cheap. when a fly comes within reach, lays hold of it with its disproportionately huge claws, clings, and has a free, gratis and for nothing. When it has seen enough of the world is it go drops off. Says Mr. Bignell: "The Blossom Underwing is a moth that was very abundant on male flowers of the great sallow on April 1866. Previously this moth very scarce; but on this I at least thousand; were in pairs, and pair occupied a flower, a sight never to be forgotten. The fine flowering scrubby oaks were swarming the larvae. of mine kept in very large cage, abundance of the caterpillars, decided to a treat; he accordingly gathered about a pint them, carried home, and instead of giving the two or three at a time, he incautiously the tin into the cage and removed the lid. At once the caterpillars began to the seething mass of and yellow wriggling the crawling the so frightened birds that it caused the death of two of three, which themselves against the cage in vain hope to escape from horrors." may be well Mr. Bignell with his stealing the side of a the often poachers sent flying, thinking they were watched by a policeman. On occasion he scared an on my knees, hunting over the contents of net that I had used for sweeping low foliage, to see what captures I had made. My nose and lantern were to the ground, to prevent anything escaping observation. the midst of this an owl swooped down to see what was up, I my lantern him, and away flew in a hurry,
. Bignell is that a
creature likE a scorpion--But alL clAw--tHaT is fOund Upon the common
hOUse-fLy is not a true parasite. It Likes A rIDe, anD To Do it cHeap.
And WHeN A Fly CoMeS wiThIN rEach, iT laYs hold oF it with its
DisPrOportionatelY HuGe claws, cliNgs, And has a ride, fRee, Gratis
AnD foR NothiNg. WHen it Has seeN Enough Of the worlD aND is tirED, it
lets GO AnD droPs off.

Says Mr. BignelL: "thE blossom UnderwiNg is a mOtH ThAT Was VerY
abundant oN tHe malE Flowers OF tHE GReaT Sallow on April 13Th, 1866.
PreviouslY ThiS moth wAs VerY Scarce; But on ThIS niGht I saw at leAst a
Thousand; tHey werE All in paIRs, and eaCh pair OccUpiEd a fLOwEr, A
siGhT NevER tO be FOrgOtten. The FiNe FloweRing SCRUBby oAks Were
SwarmIng with the larVae. a friENd oF mine Who kePt biRdS in a vEry larGe
cagE, sEeing the abundanCe of The caterpIllArS, deCiDed to GIve his
BirDs a Treat; he AccordiNGly GaTHEReD about a pint of them, cArRIEd
Them home, And insTEaD oF Giving thE bIrdS two OR Three At a tIMe, He
incautIously PUt ThE tin intO tHe cage AnD reMovEd the LId. At Once thE
caterpiLlars BEgan to escape, anD The seething maSS oF BLaCK and YelLow
wrigglinG oveR The fLoor, CRaWliNG abouT the wIrES, sO Frightened the
birds tHaT it cauSed thE death of two of Three, which BEAT themselVes
aGAiNSt the cage in vaiN hope To escape frOM these unCanny Horrors."

AS may be welL IMagined, MR. BiGneLl wIth HIS lAntern stealinG UP the
SiDe of a heDge In the niGht OftEn eNouGh Routed the Poachers AnD sEnT
tHem FlyinG, Thinking ThEy wErE beIng waTChed by A poliCemaN. ON oNE
ocCasion hE ScAREd an OwL. "I Was eNjoYiNg mysElf, oN My kNees,
hunTing over tHe cONtenTs Of My net thAt I had used for SwEeping the
lOw FolIage, to SEE what capTures I had made. My nose and bULl's-eye
lAntErn weRe thRust close To tHe grouNd, tO PrevenT anythIng esCaPinG
OBservATIoN. In ThE midst of thIS OccUpatiOn An owL swoopeD down to
see what was uP, WheN I turned my lanTerN on hIM, AnD awAY hE FleW iN
A miGHTy hurry,
. Bignell is that a
creatu re like ascorp ion --b ut  all  cla w--that is fou n d up on the common
house-fl y isno t  a t r ue  para site. I t  l i k esari de,  a n dto do  it  cheap. 
And whena f ly  comes withi n  r each, it l ays  hold of itwit h itsdi spr o porti ona telyhuge c l aws, c lings, an dh as a r i de, fre e ,  g rati s
and for nothing .  W h en it has seen  enoug ho ft h e w orl d and is t ir ed, i t 
lets g o  a n d dro p s off.

SaysMr. Bignell :  "T he Blo ss omU nderwi ng is  a mot h that wasvery 
abundant  on th e  male f l owers o f thegre atsall o won  Ap ri l  13 t h,  18 6 6.Previous ly  t his m othw a s very  sc arce ; but  on this nigh t I  saw atleast  a
th ousa nd ; the y were  allin  pairs, and eac h pa ir occupi edaflo we r, as ight n eve r t o be fo rgotten .  Th ef i n eflowering scrubbyoa k s  w ere
swar ming w i th  t h e larvae .A f rien d of mi ne w h okept bir ds ina  v er y large 
c age, s ee ing  th e abu n danc e of t he cater pilla r s, decided tog ive his
birds at r ea t ; he  ac cordingly g athe r ed a bout apin t  of t hem,ca r ri e d
them home, and in st ead of  givi ng the birdstwo or thr e e at a tim e, h e 
i n cautiously put  thetin into t h e cage a nd re moved th e lid. At o nce thecat erp ill ars b eg an to escape, a nd t he  seethi ngmass of  bl ack  an d y el low
wrigg ling ove rth efl oor , cra w ling abo ut  th ewir es, s o  frigh tened  the 
b ir d s t hat itc au s e d th ede athoftw o ofthre e , w hich be at themse lve s 
aga in st  the ca ge in vain ho pe  to escape  f rom  these u ncanny h orrors."

As may be wel l  imagin ed,  Mr.Bign ell withhis  lante rns tealin g up t he
si de  of a  hedg e in  th enight ofte n eno ugh r ou tedthe poa chers and sent
the m  fl ying, thinkin g t heyw e re  be i ng wat ch e d b y a policeman. On  one
occas io n  h e scared a n  ow l.  "I was  enjoyi ng my s elf, on  my knees ,
hunting  o vert h e c ontents of  my netthat I ha d  used fo r swe epi ng the 
l owfolia ge, to see  what  captu re s I ha d mad e.  My nose  and bull's-eye
lantern  werethrus t c lose to t heg rou nd, to pr even t anything  es cap ing
o bse r vatio n. I n  t hem idstof t h is occupa t io n a n ow l swooped d o w n  to 
seewha t  was u p, w hen I turned my l a ntern on him,anda w ayhef lewin 
a mighty hurr y,
. Bignell_is that_a
creature like a scorpion--but_all claw--that_is_found upon_the_common
house-fly is not_a true parasite._It likes a ride,_and to do_it_cheap.
And when a fly comes within reach, it lays hold of it with its
disproportionately_huge_claws, clings,_and_has_a ride, free, gratis
and for_nothing. When it has seen_enough of_the world and is tired, it
lets go and_drops_off.

Says Mr. Bignell:_"The Blossom Underwing is a moth that was very
abundant_on the male flowers of the_great sallow on_April_13th,_1866.
Previously this moth was_very scarce; but on this night_I saw at least a
thousand; they_were all in pairs, and each pair_occupied a flower, a
sight never to_be forgotten. The fine flowering_scrubby oaks_were
swarming with the larvae. A_friend of mine_who kept_birds in a_very large
cage, seeing the abundance of_the caterpillars, decided_to give his
birds a treat; he_accordingly_gathered about a_pint_of_them, carried
them_home, and instead_of_giving the_birds_two or three at a time,_he
incautiously_put the tin into the cage and_removed the lid. At_once_the
caterpillars began to escape,_and the seething mass of_black and yellow
wriggling over the floor,_crawling about_the wires,_so frightened the
birds that it caused the death of two of_three, which beat themselves
against the cage_in vain hope to_escape from_these_uncanny horrors."

As may_be_well imagined,_Mr. Bignell with his lantern stealing up_the
side of_a hedge in the night often_enough routed the poachers_and_sent
them flying, thinking they were being_watched by a policeman. On one
occasion_he scared an owl. "I_was_enjoying_myself, on my knees,
hunting over_the contents of my net that_I had used_for sweeping the
low foliage, to see what_captures_I had made. My nose and_bull's-eye
lantern_were thrust close to the ground,_to_prevent_anything escaping
observation. In the midst_of this occupation an owl swooped_down to
see what was up, when I turned my_lantern on him,_and away he flew in
a_mighty_hurry,