1895. 



THE AMEllICAN BEE-KEEPER. 



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meat to get together the largest and 

 linest collection of birds ever seen in 

 Northwestern Pennsylvania. Noth- 

 ing will be left undone to secure to 

 every exhibitor a full and proper dis- 

 play of his stock, and to this end ex- 

 hibition coops will be furnished free 

 and a competent care-taker will be 

 continually in attendance. The 



premium list will be ready for distri- 

 bution Nov. 1st, and promptly mail- 

 ed to any person making application. 

 Geo. ay. Lipps, 



Supt. and Pres't. 



C. M. Hayes, Sec'y. 



Titusville, Pa., Oct. 15, 1895. 



The complete novel iu the November is- 

 sue of Lippincott's, " In Sight of the God- 

 dess,"' by Harriet Riddle Davis, deals with 

 life at the Capital. The tale is writt< n with 

 abundant local knowledge and striking 

 ability. 



Marjorie Richardson's "A Romance in 

 Late Fall " is that of an elderly spinster, 

 whose belated affections were amusingly yet 

 pathetically misplaced. ''The Strike at 

 Colchester," by T. B. Exeter, was a strike 

 of women against domestic duties, and speed- 

 ily came to grief. 



"A Brush vvitii Kiowas" describes one 

 of William Thompson's western adventures, 

 which occurred on the Arkansas River in 

 1856. David I'.ruce Fitzgerald gives his ex- 

 perience ''With the Oyster Police" on 

 the Chesapeake. Owen Hall describes 

 "A Dea<l ;ity of Ceylon." 



Dr. A. L. Benedict writes lucidly and 

 sensibly on " Medical Education and the 

 Education of Mediitai .Men." Charles II. 

 Cochrane shows how ''A hundred and 

 Twenty Miles an Hour"' may be covered 

 by eleciriciiy. 



"The Pet Meanne-isi' — a diseased f^rnt 

 of economy, v;irving with the patient— ^is 

 exposed by Frances Courtenay IJ.iylor. 

 Under tlie heading, •'(.)ur P^illesl Throat of 

 Sonjj." William Cranston Lawton writes of 

 J. R. Lowell witli warm appreciation. 



THE OLD SPINNING WHEEL. 



It used to stand in the kitchen, in a comer 



cheery and bright, 

 Where the hui iiiiig log in the fireplace shot up 



glowing fountains of light, 

 And the cracl-.ling flames played hide and seek 



with th(* shadows hid away 

 In the yawning mouth of the chimney, so aw- 

 fully huge and gray. 

 Or leaped out on the red brick hearth and 



danced with the shadows there. 

 While the old wheel kept the best of time in 

 the firelight's fitful glare. 

 Singing and spinning 

 Spinning and singing. 

 Now fast and faster it turns, 

 And the flames leaped high 

 And the shadows danced by 

 Wlien grandmother used to spin. 



The wool on the old brown spindle was aa 



snowy as the snowdrifts outside 

 And seemed as we watched it whirling round 



like a sziowball taking a ride. 

 Then winding the yarn in a big round ball, so 



firm and soft and white, 

 We were almost afraid it would really naelt in 



the heat of the open firelight, 

 But tossed it about and watched it grow as 



the wheel kept biizzing round. 

 And laughed and romped in the ruddy glow 

 and thought it the sweetest sound. 

 Spinning and singing, 

 Singing and spinning. 

 Now fast and faster it turns, 

 And the flames leaped high 

 And the shadows danced by 

 When grandmother used to spin. 



—Chicago Record. 



BLUFFED VACHEROS. 



The buggy was ready, and Jose 

 stood at the mare's head waiting for 

 me to mount. 



"Now, don't forget what I told 

 you last night," said my partner in 

 a low tone as I filled the belt of my 

 revolver — "Colt's army" — with its 

 complement of 35 cartridges. Though 

 Mexicans are meaner than snakes 

 on the ranches and no sane man 

 would trust them with the worth of 

 an old shoe button, they take a dif- 

 ferent line on their own ground. You 

 had better keep j^our sis shooter un- 

 tied until the women of the place 

 show up, then take off the whole 

 concern and hand it over to Jose's 

 ^vife, and don't ask for it until you 

 leave the nextdaj'. Are you loaded? 



