THE BEE-KEEPERS' REVIEW 459 



Under date of Nov. 10th, word is received from Mr. N. E. France, 

 Chairman League Fund Committee, to the effect that all the booklets, 

 "The Use of Honey in Cooking," bought with the League Fund 

 money, are exhausted, so no more can be furnished. 



The Richness of the Year. 



By WESLEY FOSTER. 



^^^ HE greens of the growing season have changed to grays and 



\Jj browns. The harvest of apples is completed and the cider 



barrels under the trees beside the orchard homes make a very 



homelike scene. The apples in the orchard or storage house give out 



their ripe perfume, and we know that now is the fullness of the 3^ear. 



Four months of the year are the richest. May and June epitom- 

 ize spring and August summer, and October gives us the harvest of 

 the whole year in the crops of potatoes, onions, apples, grains, and to 

 the bee-keeper, honey. The bee-man now has his honey graded and 

 packed. The comb honey, if not sold, is piled up in the honey house, 

 where a fire keeps it warm day and night. The extracted honey is 

 stored in neat piles of 60-pound cans, from which it can be quickly 

 run' into smaller vessels if it is marketed that way. The smell of 

 beeswax is noted in all honey houses, suggesting that now is the time 

 to render up all bits of comb, cappings, and refuse. 



The odor of a honey house is as sweet a perfume to me as any, 

 and what can be more pleasant than to sit with a neighbor bee-man 

 in the honey house, your feet on the hearth, the face of the season's 

 honey crop smiling at you — a benediction on your review of the con- 

 quests and failures of the year. The memory of the way the bees 

 built up in May — how those queens did lay — the putting" on of bait 

 supers with honey in them for the bees to clean out — and the honey 

 flow starting so soon that they could not be removed before the bees 

 had new honey in beside and on top of the old honey. And wasn't 

 it a delight to see the bees enter the supers from day to day ! These 

 thoughts bring satisfaction to the bee-man, and the memory will be 

 more pleasurable if the colonies are all well prepared for the cold of 

 winter. 



Let's have an apple, and say! Fve got some sweet cider that 

 just touches the spot, and makes you know that fall is here and the 

 harvest moon smiles through trees destitute of leaves. What kind 

 of an apple do you want? Baldwin, Jonathan, Grimes Golden, Mis- 

 souri Pippin? Fm going to try a Tallman Sweet first. And say, tell 

 me about your honey season. 



