The New Orleans crescent. [volume] (New Orleans, La.) 1866-1869, 1868-08-30
(Por the rev Orleans Sunday Crescent.l
aKEETERs
These animals NAV be spelt variously.
BY JooKo.

For instance, there il rlOscheto, which has re-
ference to the power OF swindhng the capacity
for sbsirsc ion, or, as ancient Pistol would say,
subject Of our memoir All THESE are IouHu ID W
ortSography Of the name. which indicates that ne
Is the or greatest cleto' g. oneS'ef LII eAi'r
Then we have musquitO. changing the sex and |
sirpifying that we mus quit her, II we expect 10 |
escape with due quantity OF blood goouIes LOT
the proper carrying on OF the Venous anu ArIeilSi
Then, again, the nusketo, which Is one OF the
very worst, the musk eaters. These 90 not nesi
tae even 10 attack the fierce alligator, careless OF
the dreadful odor with which he surrounds MIN
self The pests of the evening parties when so
annoy ,he exposed shoulders OF the falrsr sex De-
long 10 this perfume despsing class.
OT1bsnNbnt why continue. All JOcko's friends
know how TO spell m-o-u-o-s-k-q-h
u-Le-t-o-e-O-&c- or, II they don T. JUST
let them take the first way that comes along, ana
il they are not right, they sill have the consoia'
tion Of being as near right as Anybody else. TOT IN
ali the sincerity of an unaffected soul dont mink
there Is any right way 10 II. u,
MOSQUITO is worse than Judas. he NOT oniy
Kisses but he siDgs-I wish he didn't:
A mosquito ia active. They are OF suspicious
turn of mind and are always on the LOOKOUT, con
sequently they are hard 70 eaten lasE SsiiaSt
know what you want and take hendish oehgn,
in disappointing you, just as You are about 10 put
your finger on them; for no one out an lneApe-
Tienced OF q very hot tempered man tres nsrsaSl
methods Of extinction. Shaping is perfec' MILK
and peaches TO them-there Is nothing tney IKE
bat,aT Jnst az Won come down with a most tre-
mendous bang on some delicate portion OF your
anatomy, the heartless wretch dances on through
fhe Atmosphere with his bill curled up and whistiing
Hi ole gal !" or some other Inch proiane sno in-
pertinent composition. .zs .Aor 4, No
Mosouitoes care no more for Sunday tnan II no
snch thing existed and yet they go 10 churcn re-
cularly ing and evening, II cnuron was was o. o.
dinner time too. have no douot tney Sos 49, 70
there punctualy, and pretend 'ns' te ,SsV srs
Kent down town on business. ln snort tney sIs
reckless and abandoned wretches ana YET WIN
al there Is q certain tenderness OF ieenng unu 5
living the severity Of character which 'ney ul7Play
10 me world. They love mankind-in their way
and such ia their humility that the same galhhlP
per which last evening feasted on oehn1a ouSe N
to.day will bite beessr. They love their nelgn
shor az saw and TO the question OF identncauoi
any vell.bred mosquito would reply win Ohlis
frisn ueekness, " all We ask Is blood
The following lines from the Techs country
where the mosquitoes are very savage ss s w.. W.,
they sally forth from their I'M %
In he dark and tangled swamps OF that region :
prey upon the scattered and detenseless inhS0i
tants. II tells its own tale;
lam bitten, badly Bitten,
Fbbs the crimson life tide fast,
Ana the dark and sounding legions
Gather on the evening blast.
rst ,bv farm oh Jane, support thee
When I'm gone; plant pease and hops,
Listen TO the market secrets
And the price OF garden crops
Since nv ,carr'd and veteran 'skeetsr
Bar doth bar them out no IOIoi
sSince my rsoked and tattered garments
show the rents where they are tore;
Since they're fitting hard around me,
Prompt to do their nasty viii,
Ishan perish like an orange,
Dried up by 'skeeter's BILL
Give the red.bug field and forest,
Let him revel meath the pine,
can scorn q bugs trumphs
I, Suffering from fangs Ike thine
And for thee, dsmOniac insect,
Hideous torturer Of the feohe
Right away TO Stygsn horrors
Quit my tender quiVering nesn
Should the base hes. bitten rabble
Dare assai thy fame at Rome,
Where tn ignoble Lazaone
Feels In truth A" no heas like home"
will seek him, will tell him
How saw your circling wings,
And his blood with thine oOmminglsd,
Yet shall mount the couch OF kings.
Bark, the trump the aek-snips legions
Think TO quell my spirit high.
They are coming quick-my candle
win front them ere die!
All! no more meath the pavilion
Shall nose, cheeks, and eyehds swell,
Niscresnt may no sigh reward thee!
IUUa Galhnipper! Home Farewell!