The daily morning journal and courier., 1903-08-24

with a thirst for gore. but this is not a pennyroyal year.
 | The anglers who have visited the woods since June have taken along head nets also. They are made of mos quito netting. fit over the top of the hat and come far enough below, the shoul- ders, in happier times, to keep insects the ears and face. They amount to lit tie now, for the mosquitoes and flies get through them somehow, and once inside make themselves at home.
 When there are few of the flies and bother poisonous bugs the early corners who try to break into the head net get ldisgusted and go away. but there are no limits to the lesions Of the trumpeting tvrants this summer. and as fast as one gets tired another takes its place until finally, some of them storm the citadel. The head net is a great inconvenience, land when it does not protect there is little excuse for wearing 1t.
 It interferes with vision, and occa- isionally man is made sick by the bar iof the netting dancing constantly before his eyes. as there are other men who fNdAAAtOt OSSlA GV GlI lIlG tiCllllS at a baseball game. The heat net, be- sides. is bad for the smoker, since he has to remove it whenever he lights his pine a.
 Occasionally man is found who goes into the woods fishing wearing pair of low -quartered shoes. That Is a sem sible thing when the insects have dis appeared or are few, since shoes of that pattern are light. easy on the feet land put on and off with little trouble; but the man who is now in the woods with pair of Oxfords is certainly to be pitied. #ft. < ss&Ne ,zr1-
 i The only footgear 10 be used at this time is, oil-tanned leather boots coming to the knee and laced tightly up the sides. These are heavy and are tire some until the wearer gets used to them but they will protect the legs, for even a Michigan deer fly cannot get through 1.-the leather. .e. u
 However. there is a good time com- ing. The chill nights of the north will get in their work long before Septem- Der. Climate and climatic conditions are responsible for the wonderful pro- l duction of winged terrors, and climate is the only thing which can get rid of them.
 Not the least remarkable thing about l the incalculable hordes of poisonous in sects in the woods in the rapidity of their disappearance once they start to go. On one day life will be simply madness. On the next there will be not half so many winged pests. On the I next the woods will be still and cool I and dark, the tremendous masses of fo- \ Haze barely swaying and the flicker of I sunlight on the moss making delicate tracery that merely shifts with the shifting of the branches.
 I There will be no voice of bird. nor l sound of Till, nor strident buzz of deer lfiv seeking to destroy and dilacerate. 8l One may stop with bent head to listen 1 and. perhaps, faint and far like a horn l faintly blown, he may hear the thin ] trumpet of a mosquito vending, as N Thoreau would say. "his unimaginable I tour through the darkness.' z
 I The voice will have familiar and even friendly sound then and the list ener will feel sense of pity for the sole survivor of those savage, swarming le- l gions which changed about him so re- \ gently that his wounds are not healed. l The deer flies will have gone in night I the black flies will have yielded at the H first hint of frost; only the mosquito will bt left, and he foredoomed to early ex- tinction. The tragedy, which will mean the destruction of more lives than ever 7 wrought by all the plaques, fanines and floods of the east, is slated for early Au- gust.
 \ The northwestern woods, however, are worth some suffering. Stinging insects barred, they are, through July, August, September and October, Gods country, a from pine to hemlock and from hemlock I to red birch.
 Tn tender, deWy mornings when the Y still lake is a gentle mirror and the sky lis frank and blue as a maiden's eyes
 Pan blows his pipes along the water side The loon is out with her young and her voice has given it's weirdness for a new note. The great gray heron stands like a monument by the sedgy edge. immovably calm, while the king fisher darts above him.
 .I PorcuDines come down to drink and fall in grotesauelv. scrambling hard in the effort to save themselves from two inches of water. The masses of timber
 piled above the banks are looking glassed to the topmost twig; the bass, popped for an instant half above the surface, stands iocundly upon his tail; the scarlet tanager burns like flame in the sconce of the maple; the phoebe essays cfirp or utwo and then is si- < lent: from far down the lake comes a feeble, half-frightened quack from the
 mallard leading her brood to bathe; as the sun sweeps brush of fire along the
 black green of the treetops a sly whis-
 per runs along the water and the slow
 breeze seems to stop. then Pan blows
 his pipes along the waterside New
 York Sun.
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