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The great musquito. [all underlined] There used to be two great mosquitoes that stood one on either side of a narrow straight [one struck through] strait and as the people passed through, they would seize them and eat them. At last they got up a great war party and killed the giants, leaving their carcases on the shore. There they dried and dried and finally a great wind came and blew them all into little pieces and made all the little mosquitoes (Clara Francis).

In Leland's Algonquin Legends pg 49. "Pitcher the witch turns into a mosquito