The Way of the Mosquito. 51 



quinine until his ears rung. There was a young man in 

 my class in college so fond of the drug that he would 

 dip it out of a big bottle on his % 

 knife-blade and lick it off. He \ \ 



said it tasted good. It gave me 

 the all-overs to watch him. 

 They used to tell a story about a 

 Hoosier going into a drug- 

 store and asking the clerk for 

 quinine. The clerk wanted to 

 know it he would have it in 

 capsules. 



' Capsules ? W hat's cap- 

 sules ? " 



The clerk showed him. 



" Right purty. What they 

 fur?" 



To put the quinine in." 



" Whutch want to putt it in 

 them there boxes fur ? ' 



Why, so's you won't taste 

 it." 



Fig. ii. How to tell the mala- 

 rial mosquito from the kind that 

 merely irritates. Watch how it 

 stands at rest. The lower is the 

 one that injects malaria germs 

 " f~* J T j i TW 1 i in the blood. 



Good Lord ! W y, looky 



here, mister. I ben a-livin' on the Wabash bottoms goin' 

 on thirty year. Quinine's ben meat and drink to me, 

 's you might say. And here come you a-wantin' to 

 take the taste of it away from me. Why, darn your 

 skin! Fur two cents I'd jump that there counter 

 and give you the best lickin' you ever got. You you 

 whiffet ! Aw, shut up ! I don't want you to talk to me." 

 Quinine is certainly good for malaria, but it is power- 

 less in yellow fever. Killing mosquitoes in Havana has 

 been shown to abolish that disease and to make the most 

 dangerous port in the civilized world one of the safest. 



