1903- 



THE AMERICAN BEE-KEEPER 



31 



The "Deacon" may object to our it on lightly, deacon, as I am only an 



using the word "abort"' but it is a amateur, and enclose 50 cents for an- 



short word and comes nearer express- other year's subscription. 

 ing what I want to say than any other Yours truly, 



at my immediate command. But rub W. G. Sawyer, M. D. 



Dear Bro. Hill: 



"The editor of Cleaning's has reliable 

 nformation" — Catnip? 



"The gift of silence has saved many 

 I reputation." Better shut up. Sorry 

 ;'or the "penny-a-liners." 



"A man is known by the company he 

 keeps" and there I be along with them 

 three would-be scientific chaps when I 

 elong a peg above with t'other gray- 

 beards. You and I'll quarrel yet, 

 i)"gosh. 



"We are doing our best?" Course 

 we be. Your livers twisted. Jest as 

 if the "elect" won't above question. 

 P'rhaps you didn't mean 'em, but we 

 uns. Lookee here and recollect my say- 

 in's. Apiaryanism is perfect, the vet- 



"There do ahvavs be room at the rans hath said it and that they done it 



top" 'cepting o' the National where by and b'gosh they aughter know better'n 



thunder a sight more is needed. A re- a chicken like you or a ancient like 



sign or kick out o' the whole blamed me. 



"push'' or "pull," then a kept out would Powerful mean cuss that Baron Liew- 



clear the atmosphere. "Were a long ful, went and give away the umbillycuss 



time dead" — not. "dead a long time" secret now Borodino Boy is huntin' 



tell Ernest — and b'gosh let's have senses. Nary a chap tumbled to Bro. 



suthin' good while we be a livin'. That 'Lisha's dry wit, the kind "made in 



ere "of^cial ballot" stunk to high hea- California." 'Twas sich food for fishes 



ven and a parent do be judged by his and Jerusalem how the suckers bit. "I 



offspring. found the umbillycuss a ramyfying all 



Fust thing you know you'll get dis- through the royal jelly and my queens 



loved. Crazy to say there be folkses as is away beyond." Oh say, Harry, do 



writes regular to the papers machine- choke ofif Bro. Gallup afore he undos 



made articles at cents a word. They'll any more of the saints, 



swat ye sure. 'Spose they do be "pen- "Funny wasn't it? Made me laugh,— 



ny-a-liners" its no reason for spilin' He's too modest, he is by half, 



their green-goods biz. You uns is get- Made me laugh as though I sh'd split- 

 tin' keerless. ♦ * * 



D'ye imagine we're bloated bond- Fellah's keep sayin' — well now that's 

 holders? The idee o' thinkin' we can nice 



aflford butter and honey together on 'Did it once but cahn' do it twice,' — 



the same piece of bread. Course it's Don' you b'lieve the'z no more fat, 



good. Lots in the kitchen 'z good 'z that 



