1896 



GLEANINGS IN BEE CULTURE. 



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were ovprtaken by a blinding snowstorm that 

 conapelled us to pull in on the head of Plumb 

 CreeK for shelipr. Ai the point we struck, there 

 was plenty of timber along t he stream, and very 

 high bluffs or banks that afforded us excellent 

 shelter. As I got on the low ground I saw deer- 

 tracks that appeared to have been made lately; 

 but it was natd to tell which way they had 

 gone, on account of the snow failing so very 

 fast. I tinaily determined their course, and told 

 my partner to unhitch the team and build a tire 

 and I would get the meat. 



1 followed the deer about three hundred 

 yards, and found them feeding on turkev-ber- 

 ries, a fruit that grows on a small hush. There 

 were live of them in the band. The first four I 

 killed with four >hots, having them all lying on 

 a piece of ground not larger than a town lot. 

 The fifth one got away about three hundred 

 feet before I killed it with the sixth shot. 



At another time I killed two buffalo with one 

 shot— a cow and her calf They were running 

 by me. The calf was probably six months old. 

 and very tine, and I wanted it and the cow; and 

 to get them both I would have to kill them 

 with one shot. The calf was at the cow's side, 

 with its neck even with her heart. Throwing 

 my gun to my face, taking quick aim at the 

 calf's neck I tired, when they both fell dead. 

 The calf's neck was broken, and the cow shot 

 through the heart. I consider it the finest shot 

 I ever made. It was nothing strange to kill two 

 buffalo at one shot, as I have done that fre- 

 quently; but the calculation I had to make, 

 and the rapiditv with which I had to handle 

 my gun in order to catch them both at the right 

 moment, was where it reouired a trained eye. 

 Buckskin Charley. 



In a private letter he says he does not always 

 expect to do his work alone, but does so now 

 largely because skilled labor is so scarce. 



It so happened that Mr. Frazier took the 

 same train home that our company did. Apo- 

 litical discussion arose among some of the pas- 

 sengers of the car. Mr. Frazier was an eager 

 listener, but said little. One old fellow was 

 berating the times, that every thing was down 

 to starvation prices, that it was impossible for 

 a farmer to make a living, and then ended up 

 saying that nobody could produce corn at the 

 present prices. 



" What is that?" said Mr. Frazier. 



Then our friend repeated the statement. 



•' Well. I want to say to you," said Mr. Fra- 

 zier, ■• that 1 can produce corn at 10 cts. a bush- 

 el, and make monev." 



W. C. FRAZIER. 



The subject of this sketch, whose name has 

 so long been familiar to our readers, was born 

 in Guernsey Co., O.. in 1861. r He is now engaged 

 at his home in Atlantic, la., in general farm- 

 ing, raising stock, bee-keeping, queen-breeding, 

 etc. He is very favorably situated as to soil, 

 and has raised this year 35 acres of corn, half 

 of it sweet corn for canning purposes. His field 

 corn averaged 75 bushels per acre, 70 lbs. to the 

 bushel. He also raised this year 15 acres of 

 small grain and about 15 of potatoes. He has 

 \)4 acres devoted to strawberries. He keeps 

 from 40 to 70 stands of bees, most of which are 

 used for queen-rearing, raising from 200 to .300 

 queens per year. Colonies run this year for 

 extracted honey averaged about 100 lbs. Mr. 

 Frazier does most of his farmwork alone, and 

 all the work in the apiary. 



He has been connected with the Iowa State 

 Fair for the last six years as assistant superin- 

 tendent of sheep and poultry, and has now 

 some of the best Shropshire sheep obtainable. 

 Mr. Frazier is also; clerk of the township in 

 which he lives, and is also director in an in- 

 surance company. ;S 



A view of some buildings sent was taken by 

 friend F. Six years ago the land was a cow 

 oasture.^The income of the land has paid for 

 the buildings. Mr. Frazier does not believe in 

 keeping his eggs all in one basket, and hence 

 is devoting his time to quite a variety of work. 



" I'll bet you have not any money in the 

 bank." 



'* I am not a betting man," said Mr. Frazier, 

 "but I have a little cash stored away in the 

 bank for a rainy day, and I have madeitoff my 

 farm too." 



"Not producing corn," said his opponent. 



" Yes, sir, corn helped to do it." 



His opponent shook his head. 



Mr. Frazier said if any one would call at his 

 place he could prove his statement. Perhaps 

 the above figures will explain the reason why 

 Mr. Frazier can produce corn at 10 cts., espe- 

 cially when we take into consideration the fact 

 that he does his own work. He is a stout, 

 brawny-handed farmer, and looks as if he could 

 do a smashing lot of work in a day; and I was 

 told by his friends that he was just that kind of 

 man. 



