. The American bee keeper. Bee culture; Honey. 1902 THE AMERICAN B'EE-KEEPER 83 week in March, it suddenly turned hot to get the bees started to raising brood, and the hills bursted into bloom before and when the bloom comes they will be there were any bees to gather the nee- on hand to gather the nectar. tar. I am trying to get afiead of a rep- Wishing the Florida bee-keepers a etition of that occurrence, but the prosperous season, I remain, rains have interfered with my feeding. Yours resoectfully, Should it now clear ott, I will be able Ernest H. SCRIEIS Dear Bro. Hill: Oh, me!
. The American bee keeper. Bee culture; Honey. 1902 THE AMERICAN B'EE-KEEPER 83 week in March, it suddenly turned hot to get the bees started to raising brood, and the hills bursted into bloom before and when the bloom comes they will be there were any bees to gather the nee- on hand to gather the nectar. tar. I am trying to get afiead of a rep- Wishing the Florida bee-keepers a etition of that occurrence, but the prosperous season, I remain, rains have interfered with my feeding. Yours resoectfully, Should it now clear ott, I will be able Ernest H. SCRIEIS Dear Bro. Hill: Oh, me! Oh, my! Phwat is that Straw Doctor trying to do? List to this from his stack in March 1st Glean- ings: "Bees and poultry have had a somewhat prominent place in Gleanings and now a swine department is to be ; Did ^he Doctor intend that for a sugar-coated pill? "Ye healers of men for a moment de- cline "Your feats in the rhubarb and ipecac live, "While you shut up your turnpike your neighbors can go "The old roundabout road to the re- gions ; Say, what's struck some of the pa- pers? Such jumbles of make up I never saw before. The whole contents of ye editor's desk must have been poured indiscfiminately into the hopper, while he steadily turned the crank. But the editor of Gleanings has some excuse, even if the others haven't. Hark! "While I was away I made a business -J r^^^^^^^^^:^^^^^^^^^ of visiting saloons. . Went into all I could ;—(Glea. Mch. i, p. i8o). "Jack, said my lady, is it grog you'll try, "Or punch or toddy, if perhaps you're dry? "And said the sailor, though I can't re- fuse, "You know, my lady,-'taint for me to choose; "I'll take the grog to finish off my lunch, "And drink the toddy while you mix the ;. Please note that these images are extracted from scanned page images that may have been digitally enhanced for readability - coloration and appearance of thes
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