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THE AMERICAN BEE KEEPER. 



September 



Mint In Tea. 



Perhaps the greatest tea drinkers of 

 all are the Moors, because to them it is 

 everything. Mohauiinedans do not drink 

 spirits — which is more than can be said 

 of the Russians — and, therefore, the 

 Mohammedan sips his tea as his one 

 and great consolation. The pomp with 

 which it is made is amazing to a for- 

 eign mind. 



Every cue squats on the floor. The 

 bead of the house sits down beside the 

 teapot, with great pomp the servant, 

 who seems invariably to be called Mo- 

 hammed or Absalom, brings in the boil- 

 ing urn, and, after the master has 

 rinsed the pot, put in the tea, tilled the 

 pot with water, waited a certain num- 

 ber of minutes and skimmed off the 

 frothy substance that has risen to the 

 surface, he packs the precious teapot as 

 foil as ever it will go with fleshly 

 grown mint. Nor is this all. He takes 

 as much sugar as the stranger imagines 

 would fill the entire pot, and, handful 

 after handful, pokes it into this mint 

 flavored concoction, lets it stand some 

 minutes, and then pours out a little of 

 the weak but highly flavored tea and 

 drinks it himself, to assure bis guests 

 that it is not poisoned. 



Then solemnly cups are filled for the 

 TJsitors, and, with the greatest pomp 

 and wonderful salaams, they are hand- 

 ed around — to the men first, of course, 

 as women, even foreign women, count 

 for nothing in Marocco. Three cups of 

 tea are the regulation supply, and it is 

 an offense ' to -leav©i4iny Moor's house 

 until one has solemnly managed .those 

 three cups, enjoyed with many bo^^8 

 and gracious salutations, and generally 

 accompanied by extraordinary cakes, 

 which the Mccrs love, but which to the 

 foreign taste — \^ell, one has only to ex- 

 plain that they are fried in raurid tat- 

 ter, considered by the Mchammedi.us a 

 delicacy. — New York Herald. 



A Curioas Epitaph. 



The following curious epitaph is in 

 the graveyurd cf Lydfcrd cluich, Dart- 

 moor, England: 



Here lies in horizontal position 



the outside case of 



Greorpe Routleit;h, wntchnjaker, 



Whose ajjilities in 1 hat line were an honor to 



Ilia prote.ssion. 



Integrity was the n:sirspring and prudence the 



I emulator 



of Ell \h(i actions of his life. 



Humane, generous and libeial, 



his hand never stoppt-d 



till ke had relieved distress. 



60 nicely 1 emulated were all his motions 



that he never went wrong 



except when set a-going 



by people 



who did not know his key. 



Even then he was easily 



set right again. 



Be haA the art of disposing his time eo well 



that his hours glided away 



In one continual round 



of pleasure and delight, 



till an unlucky minute put a period to 



his existence. 



He departed this life 



Nov. 14, 1802, 



aged 57 ; 



wound up 



in the hope of being taken in hand 



by his Maker, 



and of being thoroughly cleaned, repaired 



and set a-going 



in the world to come. 



— New York Tribune. " 



Which Have Ton Got 7 



The initiated may not know it, but 

 as a matter of fact there are 47 kinda 

 of rheumatism, all different. The vari- 

 eties are not named, however — merely 

 numbered. 



When you go to a rheumatism spe- 

 cialist nowadays, therefore, he doesn't 

 tell you that your particular twinge or 

 ache or pain, as the case may be, is so 

 and so or this and that, but such and 

 such a number. "I have No. 19, " one 

 rheumatic patient observed the other 

 day, "and my mother has No. 27." In 

 the anterooms of the specialists one 

 may often hear conversations like this : 



First Patient — I have No. 15. What 

 have you? 



Second Patient — No. 36, but the doc- 

 tor says I hftve some little touch of No. 

 23 too. 



First Patient — Is that so? Do let me 

 have a good look at you. Do you know, 

 you're the vtry first person I've ever 

 met who had No. 23! 



Sounds queer, doesn't it? But, after 

 all, what's in a name? — Philadelphia 

 Press. 



Smashed the Tradition. 



The tradition cheri.shed by every 

 schoolboy tliat one Englishman is equal 

 to three Frenchmen probably originated 

 in the passage quoted by Mahan from 

 one of Nelson's letters, "I always was 

 of oi>inicn, have ever acted upon it and 

 never have had any reason to renent it. 



