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GLEA^l^lrlS LN BEE CULTUKE. 



Now 



proliflc, swarms are liable to issue, when the object 

 is missed. If no swarms issue, the combs are kept 

 tilled with eggs, and brood is reared longer in the 

 fall than is desirable, when feeding- for winter will 

 he necessary in the majority of cases. My best 

 results, all points considered, were above, 10 frames 

 tilled with brood. This causes less liability to 

 swarm. The queen is not restrained in her laying 

 capacity, and lays fewer eggs toward fall. Honey 

 takes gradually the place of the brood; and if win- 

 ter feeding is necessary it is an exception to the 

 rule. My frames are Langstroths; have had no ex- 

 perience with the American or Gallup. 



Chas. F. Muth. 

 Is it not possible, friends, that the yield of 

 honey has something to do witli tlie number 

 of combs to be used in the brood-chamber, 

 wliile getting surplus lioney V 



CONDUCTED BY ERNEST R. ROOT. 



THE BOYS' BEE-HIVE FACTOKY. 



Every boy or girl, under 16 years of age, who writes a let- 

 ter t'or'thls department, CONTAINING some valuable fact, not 



OKNKRALLY KNOWN, ON HKKS OR OTHER MATTERS, will receive 

 one of David Cook's excellent tlve-cent Sunday-school boobs. 

 Many of these boolrs contain the same matter that you lind in 

 Sunday-school t'ooks costing from Sl.OO to Sl-50. If you have 

 had one or more books, give us the names that we may not 

 send the same twice. We have now in stock six different 

 books, as follows; viz. : Sheer Otf, Silver Keys, The Giant-Kill- 

 er; or. The Roby Family, Rescued from Egypt, Pilgrim's 

 Progress, and Ten Nights in a Bar-Room. We have also Our 

 Homes, Part I., and Our Homes, Part II. Besides the above 

 books, you may have a photograph of our old house apiary, 

 and a photograph of our own apiary, both taken a great many 

 years ago. In the former is a picture of Novice, Bine Eyes, 

 .and Caddy, and a glimpse of Ernest. We have also some pret- 

 ty little colored pictures of birds, fruits, flowers, etc., suitable 

 for framing. You can have your choice of any one of the 

 above pictures or books for every letter that gives us some 

 valuable piece of information. 



•NEATNESS, OKDEU, AND DISPATCH, VS. 



SHIFTT.,BSSNPvSS, DISORDER, AND 



PROCRASTINATION. 



ARY, have you had my hammer? 

 Have yon, maV" inquired Sam as 

 he came in breathless haste from 

 the barn. 

 "■ Why, no, we haven't had 

 your hammer,'' said Mary. 



" Well, Jimmy and I have been hunting 

 all over that barn, and we can't find it. 

 Somebody has lieen there, I know, and we 

 can't find any thing this morning. That 

 new steel square that pa bought for me is 

 gone too ; but we haven't seen the wrench, 

 with which we change our buzz-saws, for 

 pretty near a week.'' 



''I am sure, my son." said his mother, 

 '' we have never meddled with your tools. 

 Perhaps father has had it. There he is now, 

 just going down the lane." 

 Sam scampered off where his father was. 

 " Say, pa, have you had my hammer? I 

 can't hnd it anywhere." 



Then Sam went on to tell how, in .some 

 mysterious way, his tools disappeared, and 

 one after the other had become missing. 



" I have not had your hammer. If I had, 1 

 should have returned it before this. There 

 surely must be something the matter," said 

 his father, in all seriousness. " Somebody 

 has been there. Perhaps I can tell the cul- 

 prit by the tracks that he leaves." 



"If it is Jake, "said Sam, with elation, 

 '' the fellow wlio stole those watermelons 

 and broke our windmill, we won't let him 

 off quite so easy as we did before." 



" I rather suspect," said his father, in a 

 knowing way, " from the evidences that I 

 have seen, that I can call the culprit by 

 name. We'll see.'' They started toward 

 the barn, and, on arriving there, they found 

 Jimmy pulling things over right and left, 

 in hopes of finding one or more of the miss- 

 ing tools. 



••There's no use hunting,'' said Jimmy ; 

 " you might hunt for a dog's age, and you 

 could't find one of 'em." 



'■ I guess not," said Sam, confidently. 

 '• Pa says he thinks he knows who has been 

 here ;" and Sam began to hop up and down. 



'• What!" said Jimmy; " if it was Jake I'll 

 pummel the life out of him." 



•• Well, boys, would you like to know his 

 name? He has been all over the country, 

 and he has made the world a vast amount of 

 trouble. I am afraid he has caused little 

 boys^to say bad words that they ought not 

 to have said, sometimes. His name is, well 

 — Sliiftlessness. Some folks call him Disor- 

 der; but call him what you like, we want to 

 take measures to get him out of the way as 

 speedily as possible. He it is who has laid 

 away your tools." 



"Sliiftlessness!" uttered Jimmy. "Does 

 he have two legs, two eyes, and two arms, 

 and walk around like we do?'' 



"I rather suspect he does,"' said Mr. 

 Green. 



" About what year was he born ?'' in- 

 quired Sam, with a sly twinkle in his eye. 



" Very soon after Adam was expelled from 

 the garden of Eden," replied Mr. Green. 

 " Now, boys," he continued, " I have given 

 you a little of his personal history. I shall 

 have occasion to refer to a few of his char- 

 acteristics at another time ; but the first 

 thing that 1 want you to do is to slick up 

 your work-shop. Here you have got a pile 

 of rubbish, frame-stuff, pieces of hives, saw- 

 dust, and a general litter all mixed up in a 

 heap. It is in the way so that you can't 

 work to advantage. Your pile of boards is 

 also blocking the passage. See. you can't 

 get to and from your saw-table without 

 stepping over those boards every time. 

 What tools I can see are lying about the 

 floor, presumably where they were last used. 

 The side-boards and end-boards for the hives 

 which you sawed out are piled riglit in the 

 allevwav. Just back of them is the frame- 

 stuff. Every time you try to do any work 

 you are obliged to make an uncommonly big 

 jump, or else smash and scatter every thing. 

 Now, who did all this? It was not >ou, 

 boys, was it ? It was Shiftlessness, the in- 

 dividual who was born some six thousand 



