The garden of experience . r sections of clover honey in thecomb. It appeared, refreshing as rain in a drought,upon the jamless, sugarless, war-breakfast table,to the extreme delight of the Californian. Likemost Americans, he refused all alcohol in the formof beer, spirits or wine, preferring his system tomanufacture its own by supplying it with largequantities of sugar ; and the shortage of candy hit hard at his comfort. I sympathised abundantlywith his flattering devotion to the breakfast tableafter this reinforcement of its menu, and promisedhim that when next he came down on leave, anyharv
The garden of experience . r sections of clover honey in thecomb. It appeared, refreshing as rain in a drought,upon the jamless, sugarless, war-breakfast table,to the extreme delight of the Californian. Likemost Americans, he refused all alcohol in the formof beer, spirits or wine, preferring his system tomanufacture its own by supplying it with largequantities of sugar ; and the shortage of candy hit hard at his comfort. I sympathised abundantlywith his flattering devotion to the breakfast tableafter this reinforcement of its menu, and promisedhim that when next he came down on leave, anyharvest of heather honey which we could get fromthe hives should be reserved for him alone. This prospect served to sharpen his interest inbees to a desperate point. With the thoroughnessand energy of his race he proceeded to steep himselfin bee-lore ; every textbook on agriculture, fromCowan to the romantic Maeterlinck and TicknerEdwards, was devoured and apparently digested,for presently I became aware of an uneasy spirit at. T3 Ccu 1) bo > cu o ID bo CD u re CDenenrea, creo cdH PERSONALITIES IN A GARDEN 55 my board. Werent my bees Dutch bees ? Isaid they were. Did I know Dutch bees weregiven to swarming fever ? I did. Had I anyspare hives ? I confessed I had not. Pressedfor reasons I explained that, in common with mostbeekeepers, I was endeavouring to evade theravages of Isle of Wight Disease by breeding onlyDutch or Italian bees; that I had scoured thecountry in my scanty leisure for spare hives, butthat wood and labour being scarce, it seemed wemust go without, and chance losing swarms if wecould not sell or unite them. The lone American, the loose-limbed, the broad-shouldered, the keen-eyed, thereupon announcedhis intention of making some hives himself. Andfrom that moment the place ceased to be mine inany shape or form. In every room one found tools,chests of tools, rows of steel jack-planes, bit, brace,bench, vice, Stanley dovetail tongue and groove plane,rip saw, fret s
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