National Geographic : 1957 Aug
a butterfly feel at ease. Once a butterfly has settled in, his tameness becomes one of our big rewards. It makes any pleasure we ever had be fore from mounted speci mens seem trifling. If you come in with a bunch of his favorite flowers, he will fly to you as you enter. He starts to feed, and you can lift him, still on his blossom, without disturbing his meal. He will even crawl on your finger and let you lift him to another flower. You can pick him up gently by the wings and put him somewhere else. He probably won't stay put, but as he flutters casually away he shows no panic whatever. To remind yourself of the dif ference, try taking such liberties with the next able-bodied wild butterfly you meet. When Woody Williams was photographing at Simla, huddled over the feeding bench for close ups, the butterflies some times made nuisances of themselves. They would light on his hand when he was about to release the shutter or tickle the back of his neck at crucial mo ments. One dryas even started to lay an egg on 203 Netmen Hunt Specimens Along Bamboo-fringed Arima River Most of Simla's butterflies come not from open fields and clearings but from the moist and shady Arima Valley forest encircling the station. Entomologist Henry Flem ing and assistants wait beside blossoming arum lilies for prospective cage dwellers.