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paring the decoction. I speak advisedly 

 when I assert that if bees had free ac- 

 cess to a barrel of any kind of manu- 

 factured syrup, so tainted with sulphuric 

 acid or anything deleterious to our 

 stomachs, they would not store the stuff 

 in the brood-chamber or supers. Why 

 not ? Because the entire apiary would 

 become diseased and die before half the 

 barrel had been carried away. 



If honey is adulterated, charge the 

 blame to the extractor ; this has made it 

 possible ; it is one invention that never 

 should have been invented. 



The Paddock Pure Food Bill is all 

 right in its intent and purpose, but it 

 never can be enforced without employ- 

 ing a horde of salaried officers to carry 

 out its provisions. We have a law in 

 Nebraska providing for the inspection 

 of coal oil, but the vilest oil is sold all 

 over the State with impunity. Of the 

 making of laws there is no end ; laws 

 for the regulation of the liquor traffic, 

 and to prevent adulteration ; regulating 

 and stamping out foul brood, and for the 

 protection of our apiaries. We have 

 laws for the protection of society, and 

 certain criminals are speedily punished 

 (if caught). 



In certain cases we can make use of 

 the damn um writ {Ad quod damnum) , 

 if our rights are infringed upon. We 

 have laws, good, bad, and indifferent, 

 but they cannot be enforced as intended. 

 What every State is in need of, is fewer 

 laws, and the better enforcement thereof. 



If the Paddock Bill becomes a law 

 (and I hope it will), let the provisions of 

 the Bill cover every article manufac- 

 tured, imported and sold in this country, 

 labels attached to such articles at the 

 producers expense, something like the 

 following : 



" These Eggs have been Set on Two 

 Weeks." 



" This Milk Contains Water." 



"This Cow was 12 Years Old at the 

 Time of Her Demise." 



" This Pig was a Hog Once on a Time." 



" This Veal was 7 Years Old." 



"The Wormy Apples are at the Bot- 

 tom of this Barrel." t 



"This Butter, Now Sold at 50 Cents, 

 was Worth but 6 Cents Per Pound when 

 Packed." 



" This Pepper is Half P's." 



"This 'All Wool' Suit is Half 

 Shoddy." 



"This Undershirt is Half Cotton." 



"This Mustard is Mixed with Corn- 

 Meal." 



" This is Glucose Syrup." 



" This is Not Cider Vinegar." 



"This Baking Powder is Composed of 

 Ammonia and Other Vile Drugs." 

 " This Chicken is 5 Years Old." 

 " This Beer is Made of Aloes, Tobacco, 

 Burnt Umber, and a Little Malt." 



Now, Mr, Editor, I hope you will pub- 

 lish the foregoing in the interest of 

 honest bee-keepers. 



Madison, Nebr. 



[Well, Mr. Tyrrel, we have now pub- 

 lished your article, but, for the life of 

 us, we don't see how keeping still when- 

 ever fraud, corruption and murder are 

 going on, will help matters any. Some 

 one has said that "Silence gives con- 

 sent," and unless we want to be counted 

 on the side of evil-doers we must speak 

 out against them and their deviltry. 



When some one within the fold has 

 been pretty clearly suspicioned as guilty 

 of criminality, we think that at least 

 those immediately associated with him 

 should be warned of his character, as 

 well as the outside world ; especially so 

 if the world is to be protected, and also 

 those within the fold. We care not 

 whether you apply this to chtlrch, or 

 other organization or fraternity. 



We most assuredly believe in denounc- 

 ing evil at all times, and in all places 

 whferever found, no matter whether it 

 strikes friend or foe ; if friend, so much 

 the worse for his hypocrisy. We don't 

 care to have any "friends" among evil- 

 doers. Again we can safely fall back 

 upon our motto — " Do right and fear no 

 one " — and hope, and work, and pray 

 that all others may also adopt it as 

 their rule in life. — Ed.] 



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§oine Profitable Lessons from 

 «« the Blessed Bees." 



Writteit for the ''Iowa Homestead'''' 

 BY EUGENE SECOR. 



This is the time iq the year when the 

 enthusiastic novice in apiculture fondly 

 listens to the " hum, sweet hum," of the 

 cheerful, sportive bee, and imagines 

 that this old world was never quite so 

 inviting before. The earth, that has 

 been in icy chains for half a twelve- 

 month, is emerging from its prison-house 

 of snow and putting on its emerald gar- 



