I made every study of interest of which I could think. Then I
packed and mailed Professor Rowley about two hundred fine fertile
eggs, with all scientific data. I only kept about one dozen, as
I could think of nothing more to record of this moth except the
fact that I had raised its caterpillar. As I explained in the
first chapter, from information found in a work on moths supposed
to be scientific and accurate, I depended on these caterpillars to
emerge in sixteen days. The season was unusually rainy and
unfavourable for field work, and I had a large contract on hand
for outdoor stuff. I was so extremely busy, I was glad to box the
eggs, and put them out of mind until the twenty-seventh. By the
merest chance I handled the box on the twentyfourth, and found
six caterpillars starved to death, two more feeble, and four that
seemed lively. One of these was bitten by some insect that clung
to a leaf placed in their box for food, in spite of the fact that
all leaves were carefully washed.
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