. American bee journal. Bee culture; Bees. Aug-. 9, 1900. AMERICAN BEE JOURNAL, 499 each other, .so that both are visible at the same time, one over 300 and the other over 600 feet hiph ! Imag-ine, if you can, great glacier-worn domes lookinj; like so many bald heads, crowning the lofty heights which surround this valley. Well, we surrounded, carried by faithful horses, one of these great domes, called the south or half dome, and ascended to the top of Cloud Rest beyond it, when we were over 10,000 feet above the sea. For the last mile of our ascent the pine trees were just drippng with honey-
. American bee journal. Bee culture; Bees. Aug-. 9, 1900. AMERICAN BEE JOURNAL, 499 each other, .so that both are visible at the same time, one over 300 and the other over 600 feet hiph ! Imag-ine, if you can, great glacier-worn domes lookinj; like so many bald heads, crowning the lofty heights which surround this valley. Well, we surrounded, carried by faithful horses, one of these great domes, called the south or half dome, and ascended to the top of Cloud Rest beyond it, when we were over 10,000 feet above the sea. For the last mile of our ascent the pine trees were just drippng with honey-dew, and the chaparral beneath was also shin- ing with the great drops of nectar. The bees have evidently not reacht as high as this in the mountains, as we saw no bees on the honey-dew. Some of my students who were with me, who had already been enlightened on the subject, were quick to seek for the authors of this secretion, and found them in the great hosts of plant-lice which everywhere infested the great pines. So thick was the nectar that we could easily collect it in sufficient quantities to test. We found, as I have almost always found it from plant-lice or aphids, ex- ceedingly delicious. I exprest the wish to my student com- panions that I wisht I had an apiary on this grand old mountain summit. I should be sure of a great harvest of most excellent honey. Myself, wife, and daughter are now spending a few days in the unique little town of Avalon, situated on Cata- lina Island. The beautiful town is nestled at the foot of high hills—almost mountains—and faces a placid little bay of the same name as the town. The whole place comprises but a few acres, and the streets are lined on both sides by fine eucalyptus trees. There are many of them now in full blossom, and they are musical with the hum of hosts of bees. Thus Catalina has its bees if Yosemite Mountains have not. It will be remembered that Mr. Wood proposed to come here to rear queens in hopes to secure pure mati
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