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VOL. XVII. FLINT, MICHIGAN, JUNE 15, 1904. NO. 6. 



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BY W. S. HART. 



MY cheeks have occasionally ting-led 

 because of the praise bestowed 

 upon some of my photographic efforts, 

 but there is another amateur in our 

 ranks to whom I most cheerfully doff 

 my hat — Mr. Harry E. Hill, editor of 

 the American Bee-Keeper. Many times 

 I have sent him some of my pictures, 

 but he always "g^oes me one better." 

 A short time ago he sent me such an 

 exquisite thing-, a spray of orange- 

 bloom, that I begg-ed of him to allow 

 me to use it as a frontispiece in the 

 Review. He replied that he already 

 had a cut made, and intended to use 

 it in his July issue, accompanied by 

 an article from Mr. W. S. Hart — and 

 now comes the wonderful part — in- 

 stead of saying-, as any other editor 

 would have said, "I shall be pleased 

 to lend it after the July Bee-Keeper is 

 out," what does Bro. Hill do, but 

 bundle up the cut and the article, and 

 send them along, saying: "Go ahead 

 and use them in the June Review; ex- 

 plain that they are to appear in the 

 July Bee-Keeper, but that you were 



pennitted to use them Jirsi — fix it up 

 any way you choose." What editor, 

 having- a beautiful picture and an in- 

 teresting article, would thus turn them 

 over to one who might be termed a ri- 

 val, and allow him to use them first? 

 Only a man with a broad and g-ener- 

 ous mind, free from the petty jealous- 

 ies of common mortals. Once more 

 Bro. Hill has out-done me, and des- 

 troyed my last hope of ever "getting- 

 even with him." 



All of my life I have felt that honey 

 from orange bloom, of all honeys, 

 ought to equal that far-famed nectar 

 that was "fit for the gods;" the very 

 name "orange-bloom," brings to the 

 mind exquisite imaginings of flavor, 

 aroma and perfume, and I am pleased 

 to learn, from reading Mr. Hart's ar- 

 ticle, that in thus allowing my imeig- 

 ination to run riot, no imperfect pic- 

 tures were formed; but, like Bro. Hill, 

 he, too, destroys a hope, that antici- 

 pation will ever be realized — that I 

 may some day taste honey from the 

 beautiful blossoms of the orange tree. 



