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they were thickest, but they only flew hurriedly 

 away with louder buzz, as much as to say, &quot; Get out 

 with your old fly-killer.&quot; In a rage, I caught some 

 and threw them into the poisoned chalice, but they 

 whisked out again with a shake of their wings, and 

 went off as diabolically busy and buzzy as ever. I 

 poured out some of the water, fearing the attraction 

 was too much diluted ; then, finding that that did 

 not answer, I added an extra quantity, but the result 

 was the same. The only part of the room entirely 

 free from flies was the neighborhood of the fly-paper. 

 I was in despair till a happy thought struck me : tak 

 ing two of the sheets, which are conveniently stuck 

 together at the edges, I laid them over my face and 

 composed myself to sleep. The effect was magical. 

 Not a fly came near me, and my nap was deliciously 

 unbroken. 



Next day, Weeville, on hearing my account, abused 

 me because I had not put some sugar in the water ; 

 but, as sugar was not mentioned in the direction, it 

 is hardly to be expected a person would divine its 

 necessity. With that addition, the paper afterward 

 killed flies enough ; but, unfortunately, the sugar at 

 tracted ten where the poison killed one, and recourse 

 was finally had to nets, which kept the breeze and 

 the flies out together. 



