"These prairies are not marshy as one might believe. They are plains more or less large where the wood doesn't come, though the soil is excellent; the vegetation is thick and three or four feet high. We found but little game, and returned early. Te heat was stifling, as at the approach of a storm, and the mosquitoes even more bothersome than usual. We walked only surrounded by a cloud of these insects, against whom one had to make perpetual war. Disaster for him who was obliged to stop! He delivered himslef to a pitiless enemy. I recall having been forced to load my gun on the run, it was so difficult to stay still a moment."
Tocqueville, I think (Pierson 279)
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