THE BEE-KEEPERS' REVIEW 



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from each other's experience, and adopt 

 from each that which the conditions 

 involved lead us to believe will be most 

 successful. I trust that some one may 

 be benefited by my experiences, for I 



must confess that my success is due 

 largely to having freely partaken of the 

 advice of others who have written for 

 publication. 



Hebron, Ind., Jan. II, 1910. 



Some Praise for the Review Because it 

 Recommends Specialty. 



LEE BEAUPRE. 



nlKE yourself, Mr. Editor. I have 

 also moved into a new home, just 

 a little over a week ago, and 

 have gone into debt still further than 

 you have, but I have confidence in the 

 bees to help me out if I only get them 

 taken care of as well as I know how. 1 

 have stuck to my bees through thick and 

 thin. I have had a steep grade to climb, 

 but have faith that I shall make it yet. 

 Have cleaned up twice for foul brood; 

 also had heavy winter losses, for which I 

 can blame no other thing than that I 

 have always had a farm to work, and 

 the bees have always been neglected. 



I most heartily approve the step you 

 have taken in advising keepers to have 

 bees and nothing else. I know if I had 

 only of gone into the bees exclusively, 

 nine years ago, when I first went for 

 myself, I would be by far a younger man 

 for my age (56) than I am today. 



SHORT, SENSIBLE AND TO THE POINT. 



I scracely know how to explain what 1 

 wish to say in regard to the personal 

 editorials, advice, and the good home- 

 talks which you have in nearly every 

 issue of the Review. They are, in fact, 

 a tower of strength to the faltering one, 

 when nearly discouraged and about to 

 give up when misfortune strikes too 

 heavy. When I get your journal I think 

 to myself: •'Well, now I have got some- 

 thing to read. Something that I can get 

 some good, sound sense out of." Some 



way or other things are put in so as to 

 be understood and remembered. Eyery- 

 thing is short and right to the point — 

 different from lots of reading a man 

 often picks up, where he can read and 

 read, and then don't seem to have any- 

 thing when he gets through. 



I live right on the ground where Mr. 

 Holtermann gets his buckwheat honey; 

 at least, the most of it, and I moved, 

 only just last spring, from where he often 

 gets his big crops of white honey. In 

 moving where I am now, I am only com- 

 ing back home; where I spent 14 years 

 of what you might call my early man- 

 hood. I lived in as fine a neighborhood 

 as one would wish, but it is not like being 

 back home where memories of other days 

 still hover around. Yet how different it 

 seems. A goodly number of old faces 

 greet me, but there are blanks which can 

 never 'je filled, as a good many friends 

 have passed on before. I was away 

 some 10 years, and it does not seem 

 possible that such a short time should 

 make such a change; but when one 

 comes to think of the hymn, where it 

 says, "change and decay are all around," 

 I see it makes one think of looking away 

 to Him who changes not, that he may 

 still abide with us. 



Perhaps I am taking quite a privilege 

 in writing in such a manner to you, but 

 in writing it almost seems as though I 

 were writing to an old friend. Pardon 

 me for saying so. 



