away with their legs. On one occasion, I found a 

 big bumblebee hidden in a large pink moccasin flow- 

 er after the weather had been cold and rainy for two 

 days. Evidently the bee had crawled into the shelter- 

 ing pocket of the flower at the first approach of the 

 storm, and it must have been away from home at 

 least on three successive nights. 



One of my friends had an adventure with a nest 

 of bumblebees which seems worth telling. He was on 

 a fishing trip in Northern Wisconsin about the middle 

 of August, and one warm afternoon he accidentallly 

 pitched his tent over a nest of bumblebees. 



He dug up the nest and killed three or four bees 

 that were found at home. Before dark, eight or ten 

 more returned and tried to find their nest which had 

 been located in the rear end of the camper's tent. 



The fisherman now thought he had disposed of all 

 the bees belonging in the nest, but the next forenoon, 

 when the day grew warm, more bumblebees began to 

 come home. On this day the camper landed a few 

 trout, but caught about twenty-five bumblebees who 

 desired to share the tent with him and who appeared 

 at irregular intervals until late in the afternoon when 

 the air grew cool. 



On the third day about twenty more returned from 

 some long journey. 



On the fourth day, the camper went fishing early, 

 after having made his bed directly over the nesting 

 place. He left the tent open, thinking that the 

 bumblebees, if they found their nest covered and in- 

 accessible, would voluntarily leave the place. When 

 he returned, after dark, he found three bumblebees 



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