. American bee journal. Bee culture; Bees. 260 AMERICAN BEE JOURNAL August While they wore cooking the noon meal. I loafed ahout the swamp, af- ter taking my bearings, for a man readily gets lost in that immeuin oi tlat. sandy, pine land. It was then that I found out why they call by the name oi "saw" palmetto the dwarf palmetto, sabal serrulata. Its stem is armed with sharp teeth like those of a saw. The cabbage palmetto, so rich looking in the heart of Florida, is not to be found at this point. The climate is too cool. The bees were making honey and I noticed them sucking from some


. American bee journal. Bee culture; Bees. 260 AMERICAN BEE JOURNAL August While they wore cooking the noon meal. I loafed ahout the swamp, af- ter taking my bearings, for a man readily gets lost in that immeuin oi tlat. sandy, pine land. It was then that I found out why they call by the name oi "saw" palmetto the dwarf palmetto, sabal serrulata. Its stem is armed with sharp teeth like those of a saw. The cabbage palmetto, so rich looking in the heart of Florida, is not to be found at this point. The climate is too cool. The bees were making honey and I noticed them sucking from some huckleberrj blossoms, although I was told that these plants produced no honey. Dinner over, Bradley and 1 started in the auto truck through the swamp. Following a winding trail northward, occasionally passing a darkey's cabin, one room with a door, and windows without sash, only wooden shutters. What do tiny live on in this wilderness? Corn pones and a little bacon. No chickens; rarely a garden spot; only a few razor-back hogs running at large about the swamp. Here and then' a white man has settled. He tries to grow crops, but his principal busi- ness, if he is not a beekeeper (and beekeepers are few and far between) is to harvest the sap of the pines, which is distilled and made into tur- pentine. Here and there a northern man has grubbed out a fine farm, built a good home with fences, and has left. The house is empty. Why? He was only a northern sucker! He thought he would show the southern people how to till the land, but the white sand has gotten the best of him. We traveled smite 50 miles afternoon and visited five apiaries. We stopped at one of them a couple of hours and put on supers, for we had a lot of extracting supers with us in the truck. Mr. Bradley is only one of the numerous men Mr. Wilder employs in his business. He is cer- tainly a capable man. His crop of 1917 was 125 barrels. A mute testi- monial of an extensive crop is to be seen in the pile of empty


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