Monsters and Dust

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This was two days hence, and I watched the bats again last night. Each day I have found myself staring down into the cave, long and hard, prophesying as to its extent, and the nest of the bats, which I could not discover. This evening I stood near to the maw, and swung my blanket upward into the cloud that was spilling all around me. It did not take very long to strike a bat from the air, and send it tumbling to the desert floor. I felt very bad for the bat, but did leap forward and pounce upon it with both hands.


Moth and Bat