Anchovy is interesting as perhaps from the Basque word _antzua_, meaning dry; hence the dried fish; and mullet is from the Latin _mullus_. Herring is well worth following back to its origin. We know that the most marked habit of fishes of this type is their herding together in great schools or masses or armies. In the very high German _heri_ meant an army or host; hence our word harry and, with a suffix, herring. _Hake_ in Norwegian means hook, and the term hake or hook-fish was given because of the hooked character of the under-jaw. Mackerel comes from _macarellus_ and originally the Latin _macula_--spotted, from the dark spots on the body. Roach and ray both come from the Latin _raria_, applied then as in the latter case now to bottom-living sharks. Flounder comes from the verb, which in turn is derived from flounce, a word which is lost in antiquity. Tarpon (and the form _tarpum_) may be an Indian word; while there is no doubt as to grouper coming from _garrupa_, a native Mexican name. Chubb (a form of cub) meant a chunky mass or lump, referring to the body of the fish. Shad is lost in _sceadda_, Anglo-Saxon for the same fish. Lamprey and halibut both have histories, which, at first glance, we would never suspect, although the forms have changed but little. The former have a habit of fastening themselves for hours to stones and rocks, by means of their strong, sucking mouths. So the Latin form of the word _lampetra_, or literally lick-rock, is very appropriate. Halibut is equally so. _But_ or _bot_ in several languages means a certain flounder-like fish, and in olden times this fish was eaten only on holidays (_i.e._, holy days). Hence the combination halibut means really holy-flounder. The meaning of these words and many others are worth knowing, and it is well to be able to answer with other than ignorance the question "What's in a name?" THE DYING YEAR When a radical change of habits occurs, as in the sapsucker, deviating so sharply from the ancient principles of its family, many other forms of life about it are influenced, indirectly, but in a most interesting way. In its tippling operations it wastes quantities of sap which exudes from the numerous holes and trickles down the bark of the wounded tree. This proves a veritable feast for the forlorn remnant of wasps and butterflies,--the year's end stragglers whose flower calyces have fallen and given place to swelling seeds. Swiftly up wind they come on the scent, eager as hounds on the trail, and they drink and drink of the sweets until they become almost incapable of flying. But, after all, the new lease of life is a vain semblance of better things. Their eggs have long since been laid and their mission in life ended, and at the best their existence is but a matter of days.