One spring day, after the star member had read a paper on the "Lake Poets," and another member had rendered a Chopin _etude_ on the piano, they began to talk about the stegomyia mosquito, and what a pity it was that the annual danger of contagion and death from the bite of that insect had to be faced all over again.

Pools of water all over town, simply swarming with little wriggling things, soon to emerge as full-armed stegomyias, merely because the city authorities hadn't the money, or said they hadn't, to cover the pools with oil.
"Why, oil isn't very expensive," said one of the club women.

"Let's buy a whole lot of it and do the work ourselves." So the work of saving hundreds of lives every year was added to the study of "Lake Poets" and Chopin by the Women's Club of Dallas.

The members mapped the city, laid it out in districts, organized their forces, bought oil and oil-cans and set forth.

They visited the schools, got teachers and pupils interested, and secured their co-operation.