The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1898-09-28
He MURDERS SLEEP
Depredations of the Kansas
Mosquitoes.
AN AFTER NAP MELEE
PiccoIo Chorus of Four Bill
lion Pieces.

Wichita Is suffering from a plague of
mosquitoes. The mosquito usually arrives
In southern Kansas the first Of August
and remains until heavy frost
He is here this year and has brought
his relatives with him The drug stores
report a heavy sale OF pennyroyal, and
misunderstanding pastilles. No such vtsi-
tation in the past is remembered.
The Kansas mosquito is not as largo as
the Jersey variety. The Kansas mosquito
was not created until after the standard
of interstices In the wire screen was IT.
revocably fixed. AS soon as this was de-
termined a mosquito just small enough to
crawl through the little wlre-bordered
squares was invented and sent TO Kan
sas Screens do not keep him out He
sails into a window without knowing the
screen is there. A light in a room VIII
draw mosquitoes So will pitch darkness.
The mosquito after entering the room To-
Gates the bed, and then begins opera
tons.
1t is a pathological fact that 1t takes
an average person five minutes TO induce
sleep. The mosquito knows this, but he
gets impatient. His gnawing thirst for
human blood gets the better of him and
instead of waiting five minutes, within
three he has come down and begins
happy carol in D minor. The person who
is about to go to sleep wakes up and eau
hously draws his hand back. The mos
quito knows all about this movement and
goes right ahead with his piccolo solo. A
Of YQS n
power never lights on a fat surface. He
sees the extended hand in the dark. He
knows that the cheek or the forehead or
the chin is fatal spot. the ear prison.
So with a challenging b-r-r-r--Zip ne
lights square on the end of the nose. If
there are to be any smashing operations
there is to be bruised nose among the
debris.
He is brushed off. He sails out into the
room and picks up acouple Of companions
and they come back and render that
beautiful tro in F sharp, 'The Charge of
the Light Brigade" or I'VE Are Out for
Blood"
The person attacked is usually the wife.
She promptly gets up, secures a lamp and
a wet towel and begins a hunt. She
nose. There is a great chance to combine
vengeance and aid in one blow, and she
lets him have the wet towel good and
strong.
What" yells the husband. What sehe
-Say!"
81 got him" says the wife, examining
the towel for the streak of blood.
Got what? Say, what are you doing?"
'My, but he was a big fellow"
"What are you hitting me in the face
for?"
There goes another one"
DOG gone it, why didn't you let me
sleep?"
Don't move He's on your big toe"
He wiggles his toe in spite of himself.
"Why can't you hold still? Now he's
gcne.''
Are you talking about mosquitoes?"
"Of course I am. Get up and help me-"
Look here: 1 am a hard working man.
can't spend all night hunting mosqui-
toes"
well, I can't sleep"
"Why don't you build canopy instead
Of chasing off to whist parties?" he says
sullenly.
Yes. you talk of canopies. You stingy
old brute. Who'd pay for the netting?"
"Wen, said it."
you brute!' and she aims her wet
towel.
Hold upr" he yells; there's one on
your shoulder. Hold steady
He crawls out of bed and swipes her
shoulder.
Did get him? IBID YOU get him?"