1896. 



THE AMERICAN BEE JOURNAL. 



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seats upon the platform, so that no students would be com- 

 pelled to stand. The second morning a few of the convention 

 folks occupied seats on the rostrum, and the rest mixed among 

 the students. Rev. E. T. Abbott was invited to read from the 

 Scriptures and lead in prayer that morning, and Dr. Miller, 

 who was on the program for an address to the students of the 

 University the night before, had been invited to reserve his 

 remarks until chapel time ; so, after Mr. Abbott was through. 

 Chancellor McLean introduced the Doctor, and he began to 

 tell the six or eight hundred students about his own college 

 days. Before closing, he gave them some splendid advice, 

 following his talk with a most appropriate song, rendered in 

 the Doctor's own effective manner. By request of a lady 

 member of the convention, we here give the words, as sung 

 by Dr. Miller, the same having been written by Mary Brown : 



C01SrSE3CK,-A.TI0N". 



It may not be on the mountains' height. 



Or over the stormy sea ; 

 It may not be at the battle's front 



My Lord will have need of mo ; 

 But if by a still small voice He calls 



To paths that I do not know, 

 I'll answer, "Dear Lord, with my hand in Thine, 



I'll go where you want me to go." 



Refrain — 



I'll go where you want me to go, dear Lord, 



Over mountain, or plain, or sea ; 

 I'll say what you want me to say, dear Lord, 



I'll be what you want me to be. 



Perhaps to-day there are loving words 



Which Jesus would have me speak — 

 There may be now in the paths of sin 



Some wand'rer whom I should seek. 

 Oh, Saviour, if Thou wilt be my guide, 



Tho' dark and rugged the way. 

 My voice shall echo Thy message sweet, 



I'll say what you want me to say. 



There's surely somewhere a lowly place. 



In earth's harvest fields so wide — 

 Where I may labor thro' life's short day 



For Jesus the crucified. 

 So trusting my all to Thy tender care. 



And knowing Thou lovest me, 

 I'll do Thy will with a heart sincere, 



I'll be what you want me to be. 



Much credit for the success of the convention was due the 

 committee of arrangements, composed of Messrs. E. Whit- 

 comb, L. D. Stilson, and H. E. Heath. They were untiring in 

 their endeavors to have everything pass off pleasantly and 

 harmoniously. And they succeeded, too. 



Dr. Mason — the ever-watchful Secretary — was right on 

 hand with his endless quantity of good-nature, and con- 

 tributed much to the profit of the meeting. 



Dr. Miller seemed to be Pres. Root's ri(/7it-hand man, 

 though half of the time he sat at the President's left. The 

 Doctor is right at home in a convention — always ready to help 

 in keeping things moving. He should never be allowed to 

 absent himself from a national convention, whether or not he 

 has a crop of honey. Such men as he ought to be used as 

 much as possible while they are spared on earth, for we must 

 remember that we can't expect to have them with us here 

 forever. But, of course, we must not over-use them, and thus 

 hasten their departure. 



Mr. and Mrs. R. C. Aikin, of Colorado, reached the con- 

 vention the afternoon of the first day, having traveled by 

 horse and wagon over 800 miles to get there. Their nice 

 baby — about 18 months old — tried to do its part in making 

 the proceedings interesting. Mr. Aikin and family expected 

 to go on down into the South after the meeting, to spend tho 

 winter, and possibly to locate, we believe. 



Mr. E. B. Gladish, wife and baby were also present. Mr. 

 G. is a member of the R. B. Leahy Mfg. Co., of Higginsville, 

 Mo. He is a pleasant young man to meet, and showed a 



willingness to bear his share of the parental duties, that was 

 very commendable. Mrs. Gladish was none the less attentive 

 to their bright baby, which we .judge was about the same age 

 as the Aikin (not Achiwj) baby. 



Mr. E. Kretchmer, of Red Oak, Iowa, was also on hand. 

 He appeared to be well acquainted with the Nebraska bee- 

 keepers. He is also a good man at a convention, for he talks 

 right up, and does his part to keep things going in discussion. 

 We met Mr. K. for the first time at the World's Fair, he hav- 

 ing charge of the Iowa apiarian exhibit. He has a promising 

 son attending the University at Lincoln. 



At 2 p.m. of the second day. Chancellor McLean marched 

 the convention in procession through the various buildings of 

 the University. He said he'd put us through the complete 

 University in the course of mxc hour. That surely seemed a 

 short time to accomplish so much, but the bee-keepers, being 

 used to almost everything, consented to the ordeal. When 

 asked what "degree" was given to those taking the "One 

 Hour Course," the cheery Chancellor replied, " Ph. D. — the 

 ' Phool Degree.' " So far as we know, none of the attending 

 bee-keepers have yet received their diplomas, and we think all 

 tried hard to win the degree — of doubtful honor ! 



Before viewing the students hard at their studies, we felt 

 that we'd just like to start into college work again ; but after 

 we had spent the hour in " sizing up " the large amount of 

 information that we had yet to absorb before completing the 

 University studies (for a higher degree than Ph. D., of course !) 

 we were wholly discouraged, and will henceforth try to be 

 contented with knowing only a little. "Where ignorance is 

 bliss," etc. 



We will reserve another installment of these comments 



for next week. 



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Geo. X. 'Wlieadon Arrested. — The Chicago 

 Evening Post for Oct. 15 contained the following notice re- 

 ferring to Geo. T. Wheadon, whom we have had occasion to 

 refer to recently in the Bee Journal : 



George T. Wheadon, a South Water street commission 

 merchant, was arrested last evening by Constable Mulheriu, 

 of Justice J''oster's court, on a warrant charging him with 

 obtaining money under false pretenses. 



Wheadon had, it is claimed, sold 840 tubs of butter and 

 several dozen cases of eggs for J. M. McGrath, a Wisconsin 

 farmer, and failed to turn over the proceeds of tho sale. 



At first, after being arrested, Wheadon denied his idenity, 

 but later admitted he was the man wanted. He was taken 

 before Justice Hamburgher, and gave bonds for his appear- 

 ance before Justice Foster to-day. The case was continued to 

 Oct. 22, the prisoner giving bonds for his appearance. 



Our readers will recognize Wheadon as the one who a 

 short time ago was flooding bee-keepers with circular letters 

 pleading for shipments of honey. We also published a letter 

 from Wheadon, in last week's Bee Journal, which indicated 

 his character pretty well. 



Honey as Food and Medicine. — A new and revised 

 edition of this 3'2-page pamphlet Is now issued. It has 5 blank 

 pages on which to write or paste recipes taken from other sources. 

 It is just what its name indicates, and should be liberally dis- 

 tributed among the people everywhere to create a demand for 

 honey. It contains a number of recipes on the use of hopey as 

 food and as medicine, besides much other interesting and valaable 

 information. Prices, postpaid, are : Single copy, 5 cts. ; 2.5 copies 

 6,T cts. ; .50 for $1.00 ; 100 tor $1.50. Better give them a trial. Send 

 all orders tq the Bee Journal office. 



A Ne'w Binder for holding a year's numbers of the 

 American Bee Journal, we propose to mail, postpaid, to every 

 subscriber who sends us 20 cents. It is called "The Wood 

 Binder," is patented, and is an entirely new and very simple 

 arrangement. Full printed directions accompany each Binder. 

 Every reader should get it, and preserve the copies of the Bee 

 Journal as fast as they are received. They are invaluable for 

 reference, and at the low price of the Binder you can afford to 

 get it yearly. 



