The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1886-05-05
A NOVEL EXPERIENCE.


The other afternoon an odd-looking
person entered my Office. The figure
and general appearance was Mr..
Thompson's, but the face was one
mass of red blotches, swollen and al
most unrccognizable. 1 stared at him
moment before I could determine
who it was. He bore the scrutiny with
bad grace, and exclaimed: swell,
what's the matter nowP Didn't you
ever see me beforep"
mot when you looked as you do
now," I replied. what have you
been doing to yourselfP''
II haven't been doing any thing. l
went out IN Jersey to spend Sunday
and have good time, that's ALL" an
swered Mr.. Thompson. ....
"MosquitoesP" l inquired.
Mr.. Thompson nodded.
"Tell me about it," urged.
At first Mr.. Thompson was very re-
luctant, but after some persuasion he
consented.
Mr.. Thompson had day or two on
his hands which he did not exactly
know what to do with, so he concluded
to spend them at quiet little village
among the Jersey hills.
"They told me that there were no
mosquitoes and no malaria" he re-
marked, plaintively, as he swallowed q
quinine pill; "and look at me now."
All went well until Saturday evening,
when the little hotel was invaded by a
party of roistering young clerks from
New York, who were bent upon having
a good time. They sat up all the even
ing with bright light burning in their
room, and the windows open. The re-
suit was that the room was speedily
filled with mosquitoes. The hungry
insects feasted for awhile upon the
convivial young men, and then, flying
out through the transom, entered Mr..
Thompson's room in the same manner
After buzzing around Mr.. Thompson's s
head for some time, they seated them
selves in row on the foot-board of the
bed and began to sing.
"You have no idea how dreadful it
was" said poor Mr.. Thompson, shud-
dcring at the remembrance of the scene.
'.It was bad enough while they con-
tented themselves with pulling the
clothes off the bed and biting me
through two blankets and throwing my
shoes ut each other"
"What!'' exclaimed; "the mosqui-
toes?'
"These were Jersey mosquitoes, ="
replied Mr.. Thompson. '.But when
they began to sing I'VE won't 60 home
till morning. I could stand It no
longer. l threw my pillow at them,
and they all flew away, and l sank
back exhausted" f
1t is my private opinion that at this
juncture Mr.. Thompson went to sleep;
but he insists that he only lay for few
minutes. and was falling into doze,
when he heard them coming back
more noisy than before.
throttle him." exclaimed one, angrily.
mo, nos let's bite him." urged a
second.
That's so," they all cried in chorus.
And before Mr.. Thompson could do
any thing they were buzzing around
his ears and making vicious thrusts at
every uncovered part of his body.
After Il time, however, they seemed to
get tired, and sat on the foot-board of
the bed again to rest.
Mr.. Thompson was relieved, and
soon began to breathe gently through
his nose. That's what he SAYS you and
! would call it snoring.
Just listen to him. remarked one
of the mosquitoes. He's talking"
"Yes; and he hasn't bad voice."
commented another. ....,.-g..7
"More like frog than one of us,
though" said third. .T
''lIe may be very decent fellow, for
all that suggested fourth. a,4i
II AMI am" interrupted Mr..
the favor Of the little pests in the hops
that they would cease bothering him.
what did you throw the pillow al
Ills for, thens' demanded the first,
angrily. nas o-H
swell, you were annoying me so,"
said Mr.. Thompson. - itF
.'0 course we were," answered the
mosquito. 'If you were . mosquito
you'd annoy people. It's our nature. y
"Oh, I'm sure should not, " asserted
Mr.. Thompson. ,.. .f e..
'.Try it and see," said the mosquito.
with sarcastic buzz. u4a r..T
MIR. Thompson says that he never
knew how it came about, but before he
knew it he was floating around in the
air over the bed, making tremendous
humming, and finally he settled down
| on the foot OF the bed. 81. -, je .9'
''Well, how do you like itp" inquired
| the mosquito. ~ ~ -
''It's Jolly" exclaimed Mr.. Thomp
son, enthusiastically; "but I'm awfully
hungry" ... ~
| "We'll go into the next room and
get something to eat" said the mos
| quito. and, in accordance with th,
suggestion, Mr.. Thompson followed
his new-found friends out over th,
transom and into the next room. Herr
they buzzed around the room, and Mr.
Thompson pleads guilty to malicious
Joy in humming around the heads o
the young men and annoying them il
every possible way. He says that b.
has no idea how long they remained
there. but finally growing tired, the,
returned TO his room and settled dowI
ON the foot OF his bed again to rest.
| 'Where did you come fromp'
qucried Mr.. Thompson, as no gave
last fntter to his wings and drew on
long oobwcbby leg up under him wit
| hum of satisfaction.
''Oh. we were blown up from th
hats on tho breeze" replied the mo-
quito. I'VE were born down in th
m;rshes- matched, should say"
s'Ilow long do You lyep" pursue
'iNr. TbO1uusOn.