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out for is lest it buru while the air is com- 

 paratively pure, but go out in close quarters 

 when the sulphur gas begins to get strong 

 enough to kill our little "sarpents." A. B. 

 J.. 4. 



But the brother who tells the above, F. L. 

 Thompson, seems mostly remarkable for a 

 new disease, lard cans of the brain. Uses 

 'em for honey. Shuts up unrendered wax 

 material in 'em. Perforates the covers and 

 makes Doolittle nuclei with 'em. In taking 

 off sections in robber time, just chucks 'em 

 in lard cans. Scatters lard cans around the 

 apiary with smokers and fuel in. Some to 

 hold the bachelor bread and cheese in the 

 shanty. Some to hide the dirty dishes await- 

 ing a wash. Some for dirty clothes similarly 

 waiting. Some for clean clothes waiting for 

 Sunday. Good supply of lard cans better 

 than a poor supply of wife. Everything be- 

 in lard cans, rats and mice starve, and you 

 don't have to go to London with a wheel- 

 barrow. 



Then snip a few clips 

 With the tinner's snips, 

 .A.nd your cans reduce to plain tin slips. 

 For uses too many to mention . 



And now if he will devise some way of 

 burning the tin slips when they are worn 

 out, and using the ashes for snufif, poetic 

 completeness and perfect economy will be 

 satisfied. 



Ex-Pres. Abbott begins on page 17 A. B. 

 J. a series of articles on comb honey. And 

 his head is mathematically level where he 

 suggests that we injure ourselves when we 

 cultivate the demand for extreme whiteness 

 in comb honey. Early honey hustled off the 

 hive the minute it is capped, and thence into 

 the hands of a grocer who don't know how to 

 keep it, is often deteriorated, and sometimes 

 half spoiled before it is eaten. What that 

 means to the honey market even a child 

 ought to understand. 



" Apiculture is one prolonged, never-ending 

 interrogation point." Edwin Bavins A, B.J. ,18. 



Dr. Gallup intimates that swarming is 

 greatly decreased by keeping a very large 

 number of colonies together, say 300. A. B. 

 J., 19. Reckon it would be on this part of 

 the planet ; but then you remember that 

 (xallup lives now in California. It seems 

 that a place may be so seriously overstocked 

 in breeding time as to decidedly discourage 

 swarming, and yet each colony may get an 

 abundant surplus when the harvest comes. 



yes, O yes I Here's a case where the 

 dead-sure way of swarm prevention by cag- 



ing proved a partial failure. They swarmed, 

 in repeated cases, only two days after the re- 

 lease of the queen. All of which shows, 

 what we knew before, that reliable preven- 

 tion of swarming is about the toughest job 

 we ever tackled. This comes from North 

 Carolina. VV. H. Pridgen. A.B.J.,Vii. 



Sorry to see Gleaner egging on the row 

 about " Adel " queens. I think it's a shame. 

 Soon get so a man can't name his own boy 

 George Washington. The word in question 

 is one that Mr. Alley picked up, to take the 

 place of "Golden Carniolan," about which 

 he had been persistently clubbed. Why not 

 let him alone ? 



" I have a number of shallow frames ; and at 

 one time 1 thought better of them than I do 

 now. I shall probably use them because I have 

 them ; but I doubt if I will ever get any more." 

 Dr. Miller. A. B. J., 57. 



A Chicago daily got the Illinois bee-keep- 

 ers down as bar-keepers. Hard to tell 

 whether it was a double typographical error, 

 or temporary idiocy in the reporter — such as 

 too steady contemplating of a bar-keeper 

 four feet away will produce. At any rate it 

 was awful for Dr. Miller and the rest. How 

 would it do for them to run for office now, 

 before "the boys" find out anything to the 

 contrary ? And a fine looking, plump bar- 

 keeper he is, as we see him on page 48. Of 

 course the camera could not be expected to 

 properly transmit to us the color of his 

 nose. 



A querist on page .'54 stumps Dr. Miller on 

 an inquiry about the rust he finds in his 

 hives — like that on wheat straw, only not so 

 dark, and inclining a little to purplish. 

 Some could be blown away with a puff of 

 breath, and some seemed put on for keeps. 

 One hive had a little on the surplus honey. 

 Providing this friend can see straight, and 

 was not observing too long after four o'clock, 

 he has found something of interest. But we 

 shall not want to purchase any. 



James A. Green once produced some royal 

 jelly in January, and sold it for )t;2.').00 an 

 ounce. Never could find out satisfactorily 

 what his purchaser wanted to do with it — be- 

 yond a suspicion that some medical purpose 

 was in the wind. The man assigned a pur- 

 pose, but too unreasonable for a bee-keeper 

 to take stock in. A. B. J.. 06. 



No rose without a thorn. Friend William 

 Selser, writing from Florida lets out the fact 

 that the mangrove regions (one of the finest 

 honey territories on the globe) are infested 

 with another plant, yielding honey at the 



