A MONTHLY JOURNAL 



DEVOTEDTOTHE INTERESTS OF HONEY PRODUCERS 



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E. B. TYRRELL. MANAGING EDITOR 



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 VOL. XXV. DETROIT, MICHIGAN, MAY 1, 1912. No. 5. 



A Summer Revel With the Honey Makers. 



W. Z. HUTCHINSON. 



'^^^ IVING in a city, and editing- a monthly magazine, it is a 

 Tl rare treat each summer to hie me away to Northern Mich- 

 igan, to the home of the huckleberry and the speckled trout, 

 where the wild deer drinks deep from little sparkling- lakes with 

 white, pebbly beaches, where forests of magnificent beech and maple 

 stretch away for miles unbroken, where still lingers some of nature's 

 wildness, and in this delightful region revel in the harvesting of 

 some of nature's most delicious product — a crop of honey. 



As the lumbermen cut away the grand old forests, the wild, red 

 raspl)erries spring" up in myriads, the blossoms of which furnish 

 bee pasturage that is simply incomparable. The honey is thick and 

 heavy, white in color, and has a delicious flavor all its own — a flavor 

 that smacks of the wild, red raspberry of the woods — and in this 

 region lives a brother who manages five apiaries, devoting his whole 

 time to the business, and it is in August, when he is extracting his 

 honey, that I make my annual visit. 



To reach my destination the same day, I must start at five 

 o'clock in the morning. There is an old mother and an invalid 

 daughter to care for at home, hence my wife and I can't take our 

 vacations together, but she takes special pains to get me an appetiz- 

 ing little breakfast — sends me oft" with a full stomach, a pat on the 

 back, and a loving kiss on my lips. 



Simply a ride of a few hours by rail, is a decided vacation for 

 me. The motion has a soothing effect, and. above all, there is a 

 chance to visit zi'itJi 7)iyself. I can sit by the window and let my 



