Works
Selected books:
- Monograph of the North American Proctotrypidae. (Bulletin of the US National Museum, no. 45) Washington: US GPO, 1893.
- Descriptions of New genera and species of Hymenoptera from the Philippine Islands. (Proceedings of the US National Museum, no. 29) Washington: US GPO, 1904.
Selected articles on the Order Hymenoptera:
- "Studies on the North American Proctotrupidae, with descriptions of new species from Florida." Entomol. Am. 3: 73-76, 97-100, 117-119 (1887).
- "Descriptions of some new genera and species of Canadian Proctotrupidae." Can. Entomol. 20: 48-55 (1888).
- "Description of a new genus and new species of proctotrypid bred by Mr F.W. Urich from an embiid." J. Trin. Fld. Nat. Club 2: 264-266 (1895).
- "The phylogeny of the Hymenoptera". Proc. Ent. soc. Washington, III: 326-336 (1896) .
- "Classification of the pointed-tailed wasps, or the superfamily Proctotrypoidea.-III." J. N. Y. Entomol. Soc. 11: 86-99 (1903).
- "Descriptions of new Hymenoptera from Japan-1." J. N. Y. Entomol. Soc. 12: 65-84 (1904).
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