. American bee journal. Bee culture; Bees. Rcflectioiiisr or .» California Bee-Kceper ^^^. Bt W. a. Pryal, Alden Station, Oakland, Calif. New Lse for the Auto-Bike I was out to see my friend Otto Byke the other day. He was in the back yard overhauling what he called his " ; I asked him where he was going, and he replied, " Down ; "And going to take that auto-bike with you ?" I ventured to question him. " No, not exactly ; it will take ; " And what do you expect to do down there ?" "Well, Bill Beeman has asked me to
. American bee journal. Bee culture; Bees. Rcflectioiiisr or .» California Bee-Kceper ^^^. Bt W. a. Pryal, Alden Station, Oakland, Calif. New Lse for the Auto-Bike I was out to see my friend Otto Byke the other day. He was in the back yard overhauling what he called his " ; I asked him where he was going, and he replied, " Down ; "And going to take that auto-bike with you ?" I ventured to question him. " No, not exactly ; it will take ; " And what do you expect to do down there ?" "Well, Bill Beeman has asked me to comedown and run his honey-extractor this season. I have planned to harness the auto-bike f,'as-engine to the extrac- tor, and between us we shall have a sweet old time making the honey ; "You don't say!" And I wondered if some other fellow would steal his idea and get it patented. Bee-Glue Bees must be insane at times. Just look at the crazy manner in which they will daub the inside of their hive all up with nasty, sticky propolis. If the stuff were used intelligently, I would not mind it a bit. But when it comes to shoving the dauby article in hunks in unnecessary places on hive and frames, I simply give up and pro- nounce the bees "; And there is so much of it. May be it is my loca- tion ; perhaps the poor little pets get it stuck to their feet and use the inside portions of the hive as a door-mat to wipe it off. But the trouble of getting the propolis off one's hands—that's what sticks me : the nasty, sticky stuff! I've pulled, and I"ve scraped, and per- spired ; the gum has flown in my eyes, got into my pockets ; I breathed it all day and dreamed of it by night, as the odor of it haunted my wakeful as well as my sleeping hours. And it has be- smeared my hands so that it would not come off even when I tried grease, oil and soap of fine and coarse degree. My hands are not beauties, 'tis too true, but, then, who wants to go to a se-
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