"Mystery insect bugging experts at London museum"
On the same subject, more or less, here is another quote from O. Henry, which my sister sent me. No typos, I promise (read it carefully).
“May Martha’s father was a man hidden behind whiskers and spectacles. He lived
for bugs and butterflies and all insects that fly or crawl or buzz or get down
your back or in the butter. He was an etymologist, or words to that effect. He
spent his life seining the air for flying fish of the June-bug order, and then
sticking pins through ‘em and calling ‘em names."
--from "Buried Treasure"