GLEANINGS IN BEE CULTURE 



Fig. 



-Dauielson's International auto-wagon, loaded ready for a trip to an outyard. 



few of the branded queens — that is to say, 

 without more searching than I had thought 

 would be needed. So I " put some more 

 on," and this time on the end of the wing- 

 as explained above, and, presto ! " she could 

 not be hid." It was a bit of fun to watch 

 the frantic efforts of first the queen and 

 then the bees trying to make mother look 

 less " dudish." The queen's antics remind- 

 ed me of a rooster paying court to a hen, 

 dropping one wing and sweeping the ground 



Fig. 3. — The same truck shown in Fig. 2 transformed into a pleasurc-i-ai- 



with it. She tried and tried for fully a 

 quarter of an hour between the sweeping 

 business and fanning to try to unburden 

 herself of this unusual encumbrance. How- 

 ever, three weeks after, they had all grown 

 used to " having 'em all on." 



Now, the greatest surprise I received 

 during the whole business was the attitude 

 of the workers toward the queen running 

 fairly fast over the comb, carrying what I 

 declare none of them ever saw the like of 

 before. The scent, too, 

 was strange to them. 

 According to all we are 

 told, the workers ought 

 to have promptly taught 

 that queen proper man- 

 ners, and to have made 

 her realize that to royal- 

 ty such "hyper scentsi- 

 tiveness " was entirely 

 out of place. Instead of 

 that, all who could kept 

 up with her and at- 

 tempted to lick off the 

 fast-hardening brand. 



I do not like to sug- 

 gest to the editor that 

 it was the alcohol they 

 were after; but in the 

 first few cases, lick it off 

 they certainly did, and 

 with very evident rel- 

 ish. So I learned either 



