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GLEANINGS IN BEE CULTURE. 



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iompaniod by the usual clipping from some 

 aewspapcr— that is, it is an apparent clipping. 

 Hut the clipping is a swindle as well as the 

 rest of it. It is to the effect that countorfeilers 

 ;xre getting to be so skillful that even the gov- 

 ernment experts can not tell the true from the 

 genuine. Of course, it is all a humbug. Here 

 s a letter that came with one of the circulars 

 from one of the Michigan friends: 



Frif)i(l B(»o^:— Inclosed you will find a letter from 

 New York concerning counterfeit money. A friend 

 3f mine here handed it to me. He did not know 

 kvhat to make out of it, and he did not know how 

 that man got his name in New York until I told liira 

 how they got it. I hope none of your readers will 

 ?et caught ta it, because I know of a man only 2i4 

 miles from here who got a small box of sawdust for 

 his money. Henky Willing. 



Cliesaning, Mich., Feb. IT. 



Friend W., then you really have a man with- 

 in only two miles and a half of you who tried to 

 engage in the sale of counterfeit money. Well, 

 he and his family may be devoutly thankful 

 that he got only S(n<'(7u.st when he expected to 

 get counterfeit money. Of course, the govern- 

 ment can not get hold of them, for the men who 

 send out these circulars do not have any coun- 

 terfeit money at all. They make their living 

 off from men who have so little of the fear of 

 God in their hearts that they loould engage in 

 counterfeiting if they could; and the men who 

 get swindled never complain, for how dare they 

 let it be known that they were actually coun- 

 terfeiters at heart ? The remedy for this whole 

 business is to teach all mankind that the way 

 of the transgressor is hard. I believe, however, 

 that the government detectives are doing all 

 they can to ferret out and punish these men, 

 ■ewexi if they are only "make-believe"' coun- 

 terfeiters. 



MAKING A PATENT- MEDICINP: BULI.ETIN-BOAKD 



OF THE farmers' fencp:s, bakns, etc. 



I SUPPOSE that, if a farmer agrees to the 

 above, or sells the right to the patent-medicine 

 man to "decorate" his i)lace, it is all right; but 

 it does seem to me as if the farmer might al- 

 most as well sell his good name as the right to 

 decorate his property in this way. Here is what 

 a recent Rural Neiv- Yorker has to say in re- 

 gard to the matter: 



We do hate to see a farmer's barn or fence turned 

 into a sign-board to display the merits of somebody's 

 "bitters," liniment, or tobacco. It does seem as 

 though a farmer should have more pride about him 

 than that! This nuisance is so bad in England that 

 there is a bill before Parliament to prohibit the erec- 

 tion of these signs in pretty rural places. 



THE BOT WHO HELPS ME IN PUTTING UP 

 THE PIPES, ETC. 



Mrs. Root scolded so much because I made 

 public mention of Harold's forgetfulness, in our 

 last issue, that I thought best to mention some 

 things that I neglected just then and there. In 

 the first place she says I did not sufficiently ex- 



plain that Harold is only a boy, and we can not 

 expect boys to have a man's forethought and 

 wisdom. Secondly, he is a very bright, intelli- 

 gent, and skillful boy for one of his age— so 

 much so that I really raised his wages the very 

 week he forgot to open the big valve; that is, 

 there are enough good things about his work to 

 overbalance the other to such an extent that I 

 felt he s/io(t?(7 have a " raise." Another thing, 

 when that large pipe was set down in the clay 

 so as to plug up the end of it, / was right on the 

 spot at the time; and as I did not say any thing 

 about lifting the pipe up or reaching down into 

 the end to see that it was not plugged up with 

 mud, I could hardly expect the men who were 

 lifting the pipe to do so; therefore the stupidity 

 of setting up a pipe to carry exhaust steam, 

 while it was plugged with mud, rested mainly 

 on the shoulders of A. I. Root. Still further, 

 there is lots of stupidity about my work, as per- 

 haps some of our helpers can bear witness. 

 Yes, dear friends, I know it, and I did not mean 

 to exalt myself while I was finding fault with 

 others. What I mean is this: We are learning 

 — all of us; and even though I am 54 years old 

 I expect to be a "heap smarter" when I am 5.5 

 than I am to-day. It is not such a terrible 

 crime to be stupid, if it is true that we are 

 every day making progress owt of it. 



GOOD INVESTMENTS. 



There are two things I feel specially happy 

 over this morning. That automatic greenhouse 

 across the way, with every thing inside just 

 pushing ahead to my perfect satisfaction, is one 

 of them. The other thing is the good substan- 

 tial sound clean teeth that I am enjoying in 

 place of the ragged, rickety, sharp-cornered 

 things that I tried to use three months ago. 

 Every little while I strike my teeth together 

 with a feeling of satisfaction; and when I eat 

 my meals I take pleasure in doing good work 

 with a perfect set of efficient tools. I am spe- 

 cially pleased to see how nicely they have 

 gradiially adapted themselves to each other 

 until they now strike all at once; and there is a 

 feeling of strength and power and safety in 

 regard to them. They can not break, because 

 the working surfaces are of gold coin. They 

 can not ache, because chere are no holes nor 

 hollows for food to get entangled in, and it is a 

 pleasure for me to keep my mouth clean and 

 sweet. I am really ashamed to think I put up 

 with the old state of affairs as long as I did. 



A. I. R. 



A SUBSTANTI.AL KIND WORD. 



You may put me down as a life reader for Glean- 

 ings. Seven years ago I started with one colony of 

 hees, and now I have 69 stands in good shape, and 

 have produced ^(K) worth of honey. When I com- 

 menced reading Gr.E AN iNGS I had poor health; and 

 the more I read your paper the better health I am 

 getting. Thomas Obeklitner. 



Deshler, Ohio. 



