Fort Worth gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1891-1898, 1891-07-05

| your tell with remedy for its extermina-
| toni You can give US that remedy, no
| doubt. l met one of your citizens down IN
| these parts not long ago. He was clawing
| while under the influence of q fit of desper-
| alton he assured me that there were no
| mosquitoes in Fort Worth. And yet you
| Fort Worth people are claiming that your
, town is in Texas If You are really in
| Texas, and that man was in his right mind,
he must have had land for sale. Should il
| be that he told me the truth, and you are
| Ii need OF any mosquitoes, we might lend
| you few at very low rate of interest.
| OF course, we have no mosquitoes Just
| here, but know of a place few miles
away where thousand or so might be
| spared on easy terms. PARIS GREEN.
Hampstead, Tex.
We are entirely willing to write on al
most any presentable subject suggested by
our patrons, therefore
The mosquito is festive little animal.
There are more people now engaged in rails
ing this interesting species of poultry than
most persons would be apt 10 suppose at
first thought. Thousands of them are at
it in Texas and other regions, all meeting
with degree of success that is truly amaz-
ing. They seem to be making 4 kind of
secret of the business, however; that is,
were you to ask them if they were raising
mosquitoes they wouldn't own up, owing
to the fact, it may be, that mosquito rails
ins is looked upon as being something
somewhat disreputable, as yet. Though
mosquito raising is not an industry in its in
fancy,yit has not, up to this time, been
doomed into popular favor. 1t is little
like raising scrub goats. Nobody dotes on
the man vino has large flock of scrub
goats on the range, for the reason that his
goats are not invariably prone to stay about
home, and when away from home, visiting
the neighbors, they don't always respect
the neighbors' truck patches and other in
alienable rights. Just so it is with the mos
quito. II mans mosquitoes would remain
within his own Enclosures along with his
ducks, and chickens, and geese, and other
kinds of poultry, outsiders would have no
good excuse for concerning themselves
about the extent of his mosquito opera
tons, but mosquitoes are not made that
way. They are wonderful livestock to
run about, and hence are liable to engender
unpleasantness in neighborhood by flying
over the fences of their owners and intrud-
ing themselves upon premises where they
don't belong; especially if the people of said
premises happen TO be of that peculiar class
who don't like mosquitoes, and there are a
goodly number belonging to that class in al
parts of the country.
We ourself have no special liking for mos
quitoes. We don't raise them. Some peo-
pie can't endure Guinea chickens on ac-
count of their noise, but for our own part
we'd rather raise flock of guineas than a
flock Of mosquitoes. We have no mos
quitoes visiting us from our neighbors' in
cubators, for the reason that the people of
Fort Worth do not raise mosquitoes as a
general crop, as the people do in many
other localities. While usually ready to
contend that Fort Worth has about every
thing needed in civilization, we must hum
ply acknowledge that she is very deficient
in facilities for raising mosquitoes.
But we were not always without mosqli-
toes, though We never raised them for our
self. Before moving to Fort Worth we had
a near neighbor who raised them in abund-
ance, and having more than he could COM
fortably pen OF night, or possibly more
than he needed TO beguile him through the
tedious hours allotted to repose, he kindly
loaned US as many as we wanted. They
found their way to our side of the fence in
swarms every evening and studied our
house in search of weak points in the
fortress. As a result, ''when night had
CHI Il b.a,, !,
STAR they got in. Once inside our house
they made themselves entirely at home,
singing to US through all the quiet hours in
tones dolorous and soothing to the highest
degree. True, there was no great amount
Of science displayed in their song, the notes
being rather lengthy, and the rests too far
apart, particularly the rests of the persons
who were listening to them, yet the per-
Torrance lacked great deal of being en-
tirely unmusical. It was 4 sad kind of
music Artemus Ward once wrote, 81 am
always saddest when sing, and those who
hear me are Sadder when | am Whether
or not the mosquitoes in our room were sad
dest when they sung is more than we could
assert positively, but we well know that
tutIF Sung COuluS lFOH IL llOuSuNU OF SO OF
them in concert must have made US feel
sadder than they could possibly have felt.
But with all his sadness one soon enters
into the spirit of the thing, especially if
he is attempting to sleep from under
mosquito bar. He begins beating time to
the music by shifting upon himself here
and there with open palm, producing sounds
not unlike that OF fish falling upon
slab of polished marble He is literally
'patting .iuber." Never in our life have
we known man fail to pat iuber''
under such circumstances-even the most
precise and serious deacon known to the
churches "a man who declines to blow his
nose for fear that some one Will think he
is whistling), will do it every time, re-
gardless of public opinion.
Wonderful mosquitol Than thee no
other creature yields such an influence
over the human family Thou art the
only representative of animated nature
qualified to make man stand up in COM
pany and without malice or forethought,
deliberately and humbly box his own ears
But our correspondent will probably &C.
cept the foregoing as enough TO say with
reference to the virtues of the mosquito,
hence it now only remains for US to give