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the subject for some time, and I learned one 

 more fact for you, that their flight produces a 

 sort of indistinct, tumultuous sound, something 

 like the rustling noise of ^flames. The Colonel 

 says this noise made his horse very uneasy, 

 which no doubt was greatly increased by the 

 locusts incessantly striking against him. In 

 riding to Bournabat, where the English mer- 

 chants have country houses, he crossed their 

 line of flight ; and in order to save his face, he 

 was obliged to keep his hat on the side of his 

 head, against which they pattered like a shower 

 of hail. It appears that they never turn to the 

 right or to the left, but fly straight forward, as 

 if following one supreme leader, or rather as 

 blindly impelled by some irresistible influence. 



" How truly," exclaimed my aunt, " it is said 

 of them in the Bible, * The locusts have no king, 

 yet go they forth all of them by bands.' " 



END OF THE FIRST VOLUME. 



