The Naturalist in Vancouver Island and British Columbia, Volume 1 (of 2)Lord, John Keast
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The Naturalist in Vancouver Island and British Columbia, Volume 1 (of 2)
Lord, John Keast
British Columbia -- Description and travel; Natural history -- British Columbia; Vancouver Island (B.C.) -- Description and travel
The wretched mules and horses were driven wild, racing about like mad
animals, dashing into the water and out again, in among the trees; but,
go where they would, their persecutors stuck to them in swarms. The
poor dogs sat and howled piteously, and, prompted by a wise instinct to
avoid their enemies, dug deep holes in the earth; and backing in lay
with their heads at the entrance, whining, snapping, and shaking their
ears, to prevent the mosquitos from getting in at them.
There was no help for it—our camp had to be abandoned; we were
completely vanquished and driven away—the work of about a hundred men
stopped by tiny flies. Our only chance of escape was to retire into the
hills, and return to complete our work late in the autumn, when they
disappear. Hard wind is the only thing that quells them; but it simply
drives them into the grass, to return on its lulling, if possible, more
savagely hungry. Quaint old Spenser knew this; he says, speaking of
gnats:—
No man nor beast may rest or take repast
For their sharp sounds and noyous injuries,
Till the fierce northern wind with blustering blast
Doth blow them quite away, and in the ocean cast.
My notebook, as I open it now, is a mausoleum of scores of my enemies;
there they lay, dry and flat; round some of them a stain of blood tells
how richly they merited their untimely end.
One thing has always puzzled me in the history of these ravenous
cannibals—what on earth can they get to feed on, when there are no men
or animals? I brought home specimens, of course; and I am by no means
sure I feel any great pleasure in finding my foe to be a new species,
but it is, and named _Culex pinguis_, because it was fatter and rounder
than any of its known brethren.
The habits of this new mosquito are, in every detail, the same as all
the known species. The female lays her eggs, which are long and oval
in shape, in the water; then aided by her hind-legs, she twists about
the eggs, and tightly glues them together, into a very beautiful little
boat-shaped bundle, that floats and drifts about in the water. In sunny
weather the eggs are speedily hatched, and the larvæ lead an aquatic
life. They are very active, diving to the bottom with great rapidity,
and as quickly ascending to the surface to breathe; the respiratory
organs being situated near the tail, on the eighth segment of the
abdomen, they hang, as it were, in the water, head downwards. After
shifting the skin three or four times, they change into the pupa form,
in which state they move about, even more actively than before, aided
by the tail, and two organs like paddles, attached to it. In this stage
of their existence they never feed (I only wish they would always
remain in this harmless condition); and although they still suspend
themselves in the water, the position is reversed, the breathing organs
being now placed on the chest.
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