These dreadful insects the Spaniards name mosquitoes.

Nor were they the only flies, for hundreds of other creatures, no bigger than a pin's head, had fastened on to me like bulldogs to a baited bear, boring their heads into the flesh, where in the end they cause festers.

They are named garrapatas by the Spanish, and I take them to be the young of the tic.

Others there were, also, too numerous to mention, and of every shape and size, though they had this in common, all bit and all were venomous.

Before the morning these plagues had driven me almost to madness, for in no way could I obtain relief from them.