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Show A.4mr. fmm tam amMi -wmmmm-mwmwwmwwmm-9-mww'"mww' TRUTHFUL MEN TELL OF MOSQUITOS THEY HAVE MET Thoy were telling mosquito stories. Thoy had prevaricated right along, to tho amusement of tho llstcnors, nnd ench was about to run out of yarns. Knoh felt It was about tlmo to get In his best yarn. "Why, over lu Jersey," snld tho Harlem man, "I was spending the night with a friend near a big swamp. Alter I crawled In bed I heard a crashing uoiso near my head aud turned around to Unci that a mosquito had been perambulating through the hallway, had got mad, and had driven his bill through tho celling into my room. I Jumped up, seized a monkoy wrench, and hradded the bill oil the Inside. Then a walked through n sldo door, seized n shot gun, loaded It with buckshot, fired tho wholo load Into that mosquito and went to bed again. Later on l heard another nolso. Oolng out to Investigate, V ascertained that the mosquito had broken his bill off and hud gono out , m a w w w of tho house minus a part of his probing prob-ing nppaiatus. Three days lator I saw that samo mosquito eating a chicken It had caught." "I believe you aro a very strict churchman," said the other man, "and, of course, you had to toll tho wholo truth about that story, but I'll toll you what Is a fact. Down In tho Florida Everglades thero is a mosquito mos-quito that beats yours. I was fishing on a creek one day when I heard bit nwlul buzzing nolso overhead, I -oo Icing Ic-ing up, I saw a mosquito Hying along wlih a half-grown colored child under one wing nnd a grlndstono under tho other. Occaslotiully ho would whet his bill on tho grindstone and take a blto of tho child To show you that this story Is true I will cross my heart." The third liar had prepared to say something, but hn saw tho threatening threaten-ing looks on tho faces of tho crowd mid desisted. New York Times. |