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GLEANINGS IN BEE CULTURE. 



June 15 



Then another thing, my good friends : We 

 must face the fact that money is not at the bot- 

 tom of all these evils. It is painful to me, at 

 least, to be obliged to revert to the subject I 

 spoke of in my article — the traffic in girls. 

 You may say, " Let these fiends in human 

 form have the money." Shakespeare said, 

 " He who steals my purse steals trash." You 

 may let it go that way if you choose. You 

 may say the loss of a little money does not 

 disturb your tranquillity or peace of mind, and 

 perhaps you have a right so to do. A few days 

 ago $20 worth of postage-stamps was lost, and 

 I made quite a little stir about it. Finally it 

 occurred to me I was making too much fuss 

 about the loss of a little money ; and so after 

 having done all I could to locate the loss I 

 dropped the subject and trusted God for the 

 outcome. I did not care so much about the 

 money. I cared more because I feared by 

 heedless methods of doing business we might 

 have tempted some poor soul somewhere to 

 be dishonest. In a week's time the stamps 

 came back of their own accord. Nobody had 

 been dishonest in the least — only a little care- 

 less. Well, we may philosophically decide 

 not to worry about money; but we are just 

 beginning to discover (and may God help us) 

 there are other things than money that men 

 covet when Satan has entered their hearts. 

 You can let the money go, and say you are 

 only so much poorer. But suppose your little 

 ^S^irl (or your neighbor'' s^\t\) has been spirited 

 away by the ruffians — what then ? No, no, 

 dear friend ; we can not, like Elijah, go and 

 sit down under a juniper-tree and ask Gjd to 

 take us out of the world. Jesus said, " I pray 

 not that thou shouldst take them out of the 

 world, but that thou shouldst keep them from 

 the evil." Bad men are getting into office, 

 and they will just chuckle among themselves, 

 if we do as Elijah did. God forbid. I know, 

 dear brother, that sin seems entering every- 

 where. Even ministers of the gospel are for- 

 getting their sacred calling, and are stepping 

 down into a whirlwind of worldly things. 

 The great college town of Oberlin has for 

 years past been celebrated for its strict and al- 

 most puritanical ideas. I am told that just 

 recently one of its professors joined in a game 

 of cards on one of the electric cars, and kept 

 it up during a trip of several miles from one 

 city to another. No doubt some of you will 

 say I am behind the times in thinking there is 

 any thing wrong in this. Dear friends, it is 

 something very different indeed from what 

 Oberlin has been in times past ; and I feel 

 sure, too, that this professor will not particu- 

 larly commend Oberlin to anybody as a 

 place to send our boys and girls by such con- 

 duct as I have mentioned. May God help us 

 in the conflict — a conflict we can not evade or 

 dodge, especially if we profess to be consis- 

 tent followers of Christ Jesus. And especial- 

 ly may he help us to work unitedly for that 

 united church our brother has so well empha- 

 sized the need of, thus fulfilling the prayer of 

 the Savior in the well known text : 



That they may all be one, as thou, Father, art in 

 me and I in thee, that they also may be one in us. — 

 John 17 :21. 



NOTES or TRAVLL 



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FLORIDA TRAVELS, CONTINUED. 



My next stop was at Mr. Bedell's, at Lake 

 Helen. There are beautiful little lakes all 

 around Lake Helen, as, in fact, there are al- 

 most everywhere else all through Florida. I 

 can hardly believe there is another spot on the 

 face of the whole earth where there are as 

 many lakes of clean pure soft water as in 

 Florida. The shores and the bottoms are 

 mostly pure clean white sand — so clean that if 

 you wade along the pebbly brink you do not 

 even make the water muddy — at least a great 

 part of them are like this. Mr. Bedell has all 

 sorts of fruits and flowers, and a very pretty 

 little place withal. Mrs. B. said that, as I 

 seemed to be hunting up fish-stories, her hus- 

 band had one to tell. One day a fish-hawk 

 dove down into the lake close by their home, 

 and brought up a fine large fish ; but before 

 he had got very far away an eagle, that had 

 been watchiyig to see what " luck " the hawk 

 would have, pounced down on him, and, after 

 a squabble in the air, the fish was dropped. 

 Instead of falling back into the lake it drop- 

 ped into Mr. Bedell's garden, and they had a 

 very nice fish for dinner. 



As one of the principal points of interest in 

 that locality, Mr. Bedell took me over to the 

 Stetson plantation at Deland, some five miles 

 away. We rode in a brand-new buggy that 

 Mr. Bedell said he ordered from one of the 

 carriage-makers who advertised in Glean- 

 ings. That vehicle certainly did do us excel- 

 lent service, especially when a cold rain 

 caught us. Stetson is one of the Florida mil- 

 lionaires — at least they call him so. He is the 

 founder of the Stetson institute or seminary, 

 at Deland. I was invited to visit this great 

 educational institute, but I could not spare 

 the time. I wanted to see the great orange- 

 sheds and pineapple-sheds of that locality. 

 We found orange-trees inside of these inclos- 

 ures, perfectly protected from frost, and bear- 

 ing loads of great luscious fruit. These sheds 

 have to be kept under lock and key ; and, 

 even as it is, they are troubled more or less 

 from vandalism. The sides are simply a tol- 

 erably tight high board fence — sometimes 18 

 or 20 feet high. The roof is covered with 

 movable panels. Various devices are used by 

 different orange-growers for opening and clos- 

 ing the roof. They do not even try to have 

 the whole thing so it will shut up air-tight. 

 Many experiments have shown that this is not 

 advisable. In the neighborhood of Deland, 

 however, it is found necessary to have the roof 

 so it can be opened during warm days, to give 

 sunlight and air ; and when a frosty time 

 comes, these openings are pretty well closed. 

 Then piles of firewood are located all threugh 

 the shed. Sometimes a sort of rude stove 

 keeps the wood from getting scattered about 

 where the heat might endanger the trees near 

 by. Unless a certain amount of ventilation 



