. British bee journal & bee-keepers adviser. Bees. 368 THE BRITISH BEE JOURNAL. [Oct. 7, 1915. WITH THE BEES AT THE FRONT By Sekgt. a. G. AtweiaL. (Conti7iued from page 345.) I also saw a long row of straw-covered skeps in the same village later. But unfortunately I had no time for further investigation, as we were kept rather busy with our preparations to meet the Germans, and could I have met the owners of the bees I am afraid I should have found great difficulty in making myself understood, as my knowledge of the French language was not at its best just then. I may mention that it was o
. British bee journal & bee-keepers adviser. Bees. 368 THE BRITISH BEE JOURNAL. [Oct. 7, 1915. WITH THE BEES AT THE FRONT By Sekgt. a. G. AtweiaL. (Conti7iued from page 345.) I also saw a long row of straw-covered skeps in the same village later. But unfortunately I had no time for further investigation, as we were kept rather busy with our preparations to meet the Germans, and could I have met the owners of the bees I am afraid I should have found great difficulty in making myself understood, as my knowledge of the French language was not at its best just then. I may mention that it was on the night of the 19th August that the first post arrived from home, and there were very few of us who did not get a letter. Leaving Leschelle on the morning of the 20th we marched the greater part of the day, reaching a little village called Malgarni, but our stay here was very short, for we were off again early next morning, and were now well on our way to meet the Germans, who, of course, as everyone knows, were rapidly invading French and Belgian territory. After another long march in very hot weather we arrived at the village of St. Aubm; another short rest and we were off again early next morning; we had no time to lose then. Often as we plodded along the dusty roads we could see the tops of a row of rustic skeps sticking above the hedges, and a village would never be passed without I could see one or more of these old-fashioned little apiaries clus- tered under the hedge or standing under the shelter of the overhanging thatched roof of one of these quaint old white- washed cottages. I must not forget to mention the thousands of refugees we were continually passing on the road. These were of all ages, from babies in arms to old men and women of some 80 or 90 years of age, some along carry- ing a few of their belongings as best they could, others more fortunate were driv- ing along with all the furnitvire and accoutrements that it was possible for them to pack
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