. The American bee keeper. Bee culture; Honey. 70 THE AMERICAN BEE-KEEPER. May. Editor American Bee-Keeper, Dear Sir :—Our surplus season is over once more, and although not a big crop it is sufficient to keep the wolf from the door until the flowers open their buds once more and send forth their loads of sweets to quench the ever dry throats of those little things, who are the wonder of all who have time to stop and consider them. From 400 hives with bees in them (that is not 400 full swarms,) we have taken 46 casks of extracted honey, or about 5,500 gallons, and although the price of honey i
. The American bee keeper. Bee culture; Honey. 70 THE AMERICAN BEE-KEEPER. May. Editor American Bee-Keeper, Dear Sir :—Our surplus season is over once more, and although not a big crop it is sufficient to keep the wolf from the door until the flowers open their buds once more and send forth their loads of sweets to quench the ever dry throats of those little things, who are the wonder of all who have time to stop and consider them. From 400 hives with bees in them (that is not 400 full swarms,) we have taken 46 casks of extracted honey, or about 5,500 gallons, and although the price of honey is too low to make us feel at all happy and the past season was a poor one, we wish the world at large to khow that we are still on top and hope to stay there, and we claim the largest and finest apiary in the world as far as reports go. In good seasons bees fly from 600 hives, and in the best part af the season (January and February) the hum of our 21 frame steam extractor makes music that is welcome to every bee-keeper's ears, and though the days are short and there is only 8-J or 9 hours in which to work, it throws out with ease 2,300 pounds a day, and in fact we could extract our whole crop in one week if there were hands enough to feed it. Now that our people have got their thoughts sweetened with pine-apple sufficient to last them a few years the once golden hue of the once enormous price has kept fading until now there is no hue left. It is black and very black at that. No longer do we see them talking in groups or hear the cry," Plant pine-apples ! Plant pine- apples !" No longer do we hear the weary little native at the peep of day swinging his knife with destructive force to help one man's poverty and help another's riches while the ox fol- lows in the distance. Or rather no ! The ox is being fatted for beef while the plow leans against some tree and the man is in the creek up to his neck fishing with a net in the vain hopes of getting a haul of fish, for w
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