1 Snow blew through the chinks of new-made cabins, and Eastern children, with flowery muslin dresses, shivered all winter and in summer were red and black with mosquito bites.
2 The mosquito bar was drawn over her; the old woman had come in while she slept and let down the bar.
3 When Etienne had fallen asleep Edna bore him into the back room, and Robert went and lifted the mosquito bar that she might lay the child comfortably in his bed.
4 Marie disposed herself on a lounge, under a silken mosquito curtain, and was soon sound asleep.
5 'I suppose every mosquito feels the same,' said Hilda.
6 "Don't let that young giant come near me, he worries me worse than mosquitoes," whispered the old lady to Amy, as the rooms filled and Laurie's black head towered above the rest.
7 The mosquitoes made merry over her, biting her firm, round arms and nipping at her bare insteps.
8 Pierre shook his head and arms as if attacked by mosquitoes or bees.
9 She sat on the porch, rocked silently, then sighed, "So many mosquitos out here."
10 From this depended, over the bed, light curtains of rose-colored gauze, striped with silver, supplying that protection from mosquitos which is an indispensable addition to all sleeping accommodation in that climate.