The smoke of their fires rose out of lonely glens, as they collected the fruit of trees known only to themselves.

In a few weeks their wild harvest was over; they came back through San Fernando; made, almost in silence, their little purchases in the town, and paddled away across the gulf towards the unknown wildernesses from whence they came.
And now--as if sent to drive away sad thoughts and vain regrets-- before our feet lay a jest of Nature's, almost as absurd as a 'four- eyed fish,' or 'calling-crab.' A rough stick, of the size of your little finger, lay on the pitch.

We watched it a moment, and saw that it was crawling--that it was a huge Caddis, like those in English ponds and streams, though of a very different family.

They are the larvae of Phryganeas--this of a true moth.

{158} The male of this moth will come out, as a moth should, and fly about on four handsome wings.