Show hade DRUNK BY mosquitoes small pests not the wild animals arc the real troubles of the african hunter the african mosquitoes intoxicate you abey inject so much poison into you that you are dazed your eyes roll and you stagger and speak thickly in a word you re drunk said a mis flonary in abe nyasha country id aldaya start getting ready for bed and the mosquitoes an hour before sunset I 1 d set up my mosquito net with the ut most care I 1 d clamp down its edges with alibee and boxes I 1 d light inside it three green wood fires filling it with a bitter smoke that all insects are supposed to loathe finally id get in myself id smoke big pipes of the black native dobao and I 1 d long miserably in that hot smoky atmosphere for the dawn despite all my precautions quite or mosquitoes would get in side my net as soon as darkness tell they were like a wh rewind in there it coulden couldn t have been worse their noise and their nipping made me feverish made me really delirious at times at last in exhaustion I 1 d get a few hours of doubled sleep awakening tor breakfast drunk from the poison injected by kindreds hind reds of tiny needled into my veins no it the elephants or tha giraffes that trouble the african hunt er but the |