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They spent the next few days camping on islands and paddling across several small
lakes. The bugs started to get bad. John was getting grumpy.
"Etseh, I'm sure glad I have my bug jacket. I can't stand these bugs. What did
people do in the old days?"
Etseh smiled, "Whenever we camped we would make a smoky
fire to keep the bugs away. We also had lots of patience! By the way, it would
be a good idea if you and Nora didn't use so much of that smelly soap and shampoo.
The better you smell, the more the bugs love you!"
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