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beats rae at overhauling colonies, and 

 then I comfort myself by saying she 

 kills more bees than I — a thing not so 

 easily proven. 



If she were keeping bees all alone, I 

 think she would be a well-read bee- 

 keeper. As it is, I am sorry to say, she 

 does not do the reading she ought. In- 

 deed, I am too much her book, and it is 

 often comical, sometimes bordering on 

 the vexatious, to have her array me 

 against myself. I suggest a certain line 

 of action, and she promptly informs me 

 I am wrong, falling back on my pre- 

 viously expressed opinioh or practice. 

 Perhaps I may convince her that I have 

 learned better, or that the conditions 

 are different, but sometimes she is not 

 satisfied with my reasons, holds on to 

 the old opinion, and — I may as well con- 

 fess it — has her own way. But she is so 

 deeply interested in the success of the 

 work that I cannot deeply grieve over 

 her perverseness. 



It would be hard to find two sisters 

 more unselfishly devoted to each other 

 than Mrs. Miller and Emma, for it just 

 occurs to me I have not mentioned that 

 they are sisters. Certain things in the 

 matter of cookery Mrs. Miller thinks 

 not well done unless done by Emma. 

 The care of the house-plants is left to 

 her, and I'm afraid the credit that I 

 sometimes get for having nice roses in 

 winter, hardly belongs to me ; indeed, I 

 am sure it is entirely hers, so far as the 

 work is concerned. But we are all very 

 fond of flowers. 



In church and Christian Endeavor 

 work, Emma is a factor, arid a very 

 active one. She is deeply interested in 

 Sunday-school work, and a strong bond 

 of affection exists between her and her 

 class of girls some fifteen or sixteen 

 years old. 



Her life has always been in the coun- 

 try, and her tastes are all very pro- 

 nounced in that direction. 



C. C. MiLLEK. 



Immediately after we had published 

 the excellent biographical sketch of Dr. 

 Miller (see page 105), we received the 

 following letter from Mrs. W. H. Laws, 

 of Lavaca, Ark. : 



Friend York : — The picture and bio- 

 graphical sketch of Dr. C. C. Miller, on 

 page 105, we thoroughly enjoyed. Of 

 course we have seen his picture, and 

 read other biographical sketches before, 

 but never have we gotten such an in- 

 sight into his life and character as was 

 here portrayed by his genial helper. Miss 



Emma Wilson. With his wonderful 

 talent for writing and giving instruction 

 in our pursuit, his exemplary life, and 

 his love for the beautiful, do we not all 

 love him ? 



As husband and I made our way to 

 the North American convention at 

 Washington, it was one of our first de- 

 sires to meet Dr. Miller, and hear him 

 both in speech and song ; but, alas ! we 

 were disappointed. 



Now, when I started out, I wanted 

 just to say, since Miss Wilson has so 

 kindly "written up" our friend, the 

 Doctor, we think it next in order to give 

 us the picture of Miss Wilson, "written 

 up " by the Doctor. All in favor, hold 

 up hands. 



We desire to say that we think the 

 biographical feature of the American 

 Bee Journal is a great improvement. 

 Mrs. W. H. Laws. 



Well, Sister Laws, it seems that 

 " all " were " in favor " of your motion, 

 and to show how decisive the vote was, 

 we need only to refer you to the previous 

 page. Are you pleased with it all ? Of 

 course you are, and so will be the thou- 

 sands who are this week permitted to 

 see and read our department "Bio- 

 graphical." 



By the way, It is an' entire surprise to 

 Miss Wilson. Upon receipt of your 

 letter, Mrs. L., we immediately wrote to 

 Dr. Miller, saying that if he would send 

 Miss W.'s photograph and a sketch of 

 her life, we would surprise her, for at 

 least once in her lifetime. 



The Doctor had an exceedingly diffi- 

 cult time to keep it all secret, as it was 

 necessary to have Miss Wilson sit for 

 the photograph in order to carry out the 

 scheme. How well he succeeded is 

 already shown. 



That we all might fully injoy it, we 

 wish that all could see the expression on 

 Miss W.'s fair face, when she first opens 

 to the page showing the picture of her- 

 self. Perhaps she will write us at least 

 o?ic of her "surprising" thoughts, after 

 she has fully recovered. 



Old Combs, if you have any to 

 melt up, should be broken up fine while 

 it is cold enough for them to be brittle. 

 — Oleaninys. 



