The battle raged between Mishka and the mosquitoes. There was much noise; one could hear the bear's growling from afar.
IV
HE tore up many trees, he dug up many stones. He always aimed at Mosquito Long-Nose, who seemed to be right over his ear. But the bear's paw always missed its aim, while his face was scratched and bleeding from his own claws.
Finally, Mishka was overpowered. He sat on his haunches and snorted and thought of a new trick, which was to roll in the grass and crush the whole mosquito kingdom. Mishka rolled and rolled but nothing happened. He only grew more tired. Then he hid his face in the moss, but that was even worse because the mosquitoes clung to his bear tail. Mishka became furious.
"Just wait, I'll show you!" he howled so loudly that he could be heard for miles around. "I'll show you some trick! Aiy! Aiy! Aiy!"
The mosquitoes flew aside and waited to see what would happen. Now Mishka climbed a tree like an acrobat, sat on the thickest bough and roared:
"You just dare to come near to me and all your noses will be broken!"
The mosquitoes laughed in their shrill voices and flew at the bear, full force, squealing, swarming and attacking him. Mishka beat them off again and again. Without intending, he swallowed a hundred of them, choking. He coughed and the bough broke under the strain. Down fell Mishka. But he was up again, patting his bruised sides and saying:
"Who is the winner? You see how skillful I am at jumping from trees."
The mosquitoes laughed in their thin, shrill laughter. And Mosquito Long-Nose just trumpeted, "I'll eat you up! I'll eat you up! I'll eat you up!"