THE TRIBES ON MY FRONTIER. 



terrible Opliicphagus claps, says that they certainly have 

 some remedy, and he believes it is simply gradual inocula- 

 tion with cobra poison. Such experience as we have points 

 in the same direction. The griffin gets up in the morning 

 with his face like a graveyard, a monument for every bite ; 

 but as his blood becomes accustomed to the poison, these 

 violent effects cease. Probably the remedy has never been 

 fully tried, but its success is certain. So, if any one is much 

 tormented by mosquitos, all he has to do is to dispense 

 with curtains and let them bite him freely for a year, or 

 two or three years (I am not certain how long it will 

 take), until his constitution becomes mosquito-proof, and 

 then for the rest of his days he may defy the most trumpet- 

 tongued and asp-envenomed of the bloodthirsty race. 



MOSQDITOS IN POSSE 



