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AMERICAN BEE JOURNAL 



April 17, 1902 



do neither; that I couslruct comb; that I 

 make a chemical change in the compound of 

 sugar and fruit, which I give them, into 

 honey. It would be as if a ranchman raised 

 cattle without breeding-stock. Such an eflort 

 would result as did Aaron's effort at making 

 a god. 



You would be safe in adding six units to 

 join- offer, for since the world began man 

 hath created nothing; nor hath he entered 

 into the secret of insect architecture; all the 

 paper-makers together could not make one 

 hornets' nest. 



I prepare the material out of which bees 

 give me a product which the best judges of 

 honey pronounce superior to the natural 

 product in both taste and keeping quality. 



Enclosed please find stamps returned as per 

 request. Respectfully, 



A. E. TiTLOK. 



And so endeth another boaster. In his first 

 letter to us he distinctly said, " I manufacture 

 comb honey.'' In his reply he says: " I do 

 not pretend to say I manufacture comb 

 honey," etc. We wouldn't care to be com- 

 pelled to sit under Ids preaching, and help 

 pay for keeping him alive. He belongs in the 

 mistaken crowd insteacl of the Taylor family. 

 But, thank the Lord, there are few such as 

 he among the preachers. 



But we will not "call in" that offer of 

 §1000 just yet. We prefer to wait and let a 

 few more ignorant ones bite on it. It's pretty 

 good bait— a genuine offer. And we are not 

 afraid of being called on to pay the money, 

 because there is no such thing as manufac- 

 tured comb honey — made without the aid of 

 bees. 



Weekly Budget. I 



Mr. Ward Lamkin, of Cayuga Co., N. Y., 

 passed through Chicago recently on his way 

 to Colorado, where he contemplates purchas- 

 ing and keeping bees. He left his 200 colo- 

 nies in splendid condition at his New York 

 home, and in good hands for the season. 



Mk, F. K. Schalow, of Kern Co., Calif., 

 was in Chicago lately, to dispose of a car-load 

 of extracted honey which his firm ( Weems i& 

 Schalow; had produced last season. They 

 have about 1000 colonies, and their crop in 

 1901 was about r0,0iKj pounds. Mr. Schalow 

 was formerly from Wisconsin, but prefers to 

 live in California now. 



An Arkansas Apiary is thus described, 

 as well as its owner, by a friend : 



Mr. S. M. Campbell, of Crawford Co., Ark., 

 requested me to write about his success in 

 bee-culture and send it for pu'olication. This 

 will show what can be done if a person just 

 tries. , _ . 



Mr. C.'s home is high up on the mountain, 

 and a wearisome drive it was to get there. It 

 is only four years since he settled on this 

 place, cleared the land for cultivation, and 

 brought with him 3 colonies of bees and 'M 

 Langstroth hives. His former employer, Mr. 

 Hayworth, from whom he got the bees and 

 hives, saw no profit in them, as he said that 

 one year they area feast and another a famine; 

 he wanted logo into chicken-raising, and told 

 Mr Campbell that if he would hew the logs 

 for a chicken-house he could have the bees, 

 hives and all, for the work. 



Mr. Campbell had some knowledge of bees 

 in the old-fashioned way, that is, in log-gums, 

 which were always plentiful on his father's 



place, and supplied their own table and many 

 of the neighbors with honey ; and, of course, 

 he knew that if l>ees were handled rightly, 

 well taken care of, they would yield a hand- 

 some profit, and therefore the bargain was 

 closed. 



The logs were hewn in three days; 4 more 

 colonies were added to the lot, making 7 in 

 all to begin with. The first year he took 600 

 pounds of section honey, and increased to 13 

 colonies; the honej' sold for 10 cents a pound. 



The following year was a failure, but the 

 bees stored enouifh honey to winter them. In 

 the meantime Mr. Campbell had studied up 

 bee-culture. It opened his eyes and gave 

 him new courage not to forsake but stick to 

 the bees, as a good year would surely come 

 again, and would prove that his bees were a 

 profitable investment. Mr. Campbell says 

 the "old reliable " American Bee Journal is 

 surely worth its weight in gold to the bee- 

 man. 



The following year the bee-yard was look- 

 ing tine, with 30 strong, hard-working colo- 

 nies; the season was good, and an average of 



Section work in this apiary is done away 

 with, and all the honey is put up in half- 

 depth frames, cut out and sold as bulk comb 

 honey in from 1-pound to 50 pound cans. In 

 this way one can get two supers to one of 

 section honey, and obtain the same price here, 

 with a great deal less work. 



Mr. C.'s plan is To tier up as long as they 

 work, by raising the super when two-thirds 

 full, and placing the empty one next to the 

 brood-nest. Sometimes there are as many as 

 six supers on one hive. In hot weather the 

 hives are raised from '.J to 1 inch, according 

 to the strength of the colony, and covered 

 with light boards for shade, as they work 

 much better, and it also keeps the combs from 

 melting down. 



Mr. C. gives the bee-papers and books on 

 bee-culture due credit for his success. There 

 are some people not far from this place who 

 also keep bees and give their ideas about bee- 

 papers in this way: " Mr. C. had better save 

 his money that he yearly squanders in books 

 and papers, and invest it in hogs; it would 

 profit him more." Those people did seem to 



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APIARY OF S. M. CAMPBELL, OF CRAWFORD CO., ARK. 



7'2 pounds of section honey per colony, with 

 an increase of 30 colonies, resulted. That was 

 a feast after the famine. 



By this time Mr. Campbell began to handle 

 bees in the practical and profitable way; he 

 had studied their ways and doings, and it be- 

 came a duty performed with pleasure, as he 

 said. Bee-study is the finest study a person 

 can get into. 



The year I'MO was a poor one in this part of 

 the country. To begin with, in the spring 

 the bees dicl well, and the prospects were for 

 a good season, but the dry weather of late 

 summer and fall cut short the honey crop, 

 and therefore they stored only 3.t pounds per 

 colony, and increased to 74 colonies. 



In the meantime, Mr. Campbell hitched on 

 to chickens, thinking a little side-line would 

 not hurt, and might bring in a few dollars; 

 or, as the good woman said, some pin-money ; 

 but the hawks, the owls, and the cholera, 

 came, and got the pin-feathers, and of course 

 forgot to leave the money for the pin-money, 

 consequently the chickens were dropped, ex- 

 cept what are needed for home use. 



The year 1901 was started with 108 colonies, 

 and over 3500 pounds of honey was taken 

 off, and still they are working hard to close 

 the season with a yield of 5000 pounds, by 

 gathering the honey-dew from the hickory 

 trees, from which it is just dropping to the 

 ground. 



This morning (Oct. '27, 1901), atearlydawn, 

 as we sat watching tlieui coming in heavily 

 laden with the sweet dew which they had 

 gathered so early, and in fact as l)usy as little 

 bees, they fairly fell down in clusters at the 

 front of the hive, crowding each other to get 

 in to unload and be off for some more. 



know all about bees, and perhaps invested 

 their money in hogs, but so far as the writer 

 could see they have neither hogs nor honey, 

 and a mighty sorry looking bee-yard. 



Mr. Campbell is also a member of. the Na- 

 tional Bee-Keepers' Association, and there- 

 fore feels safe in regard to spraying, and 

 whatever may come up, and would encourage 

 every bee-keeper to join the Association. 



The picture shows Mr. Campbell's home 

 yard. 'The man with the smoker is Mr. C, 

 the little girl " Fanny " is the keeper of bees 

 in swarming-time; Gibson, who stands on 

 the hive, takes a great interest for a small lad 

 — he has a colony of his own, and some day 

 may make a bee-man. A Friend. 



Sweet Clover— (To the Mossback.) 



Y^es, cut and slash sweet clover down — 



Don't stop to ask its name; 

 Call it a weed and grub it up. 



And throw it in the tiame. 



Let bigotry and ignorance 



Have now their fullest sway : 

 Don't stop to get a new idea, 



But mow the plant away. 



Let fragrant ragweed, burdock sweet. 



And prickly lettuce grow; 

 It wreathes the mossljack's face with smiles 



To see such things, you know. 



Just find the rut that father trod. 



And be content with that; 

 He always cut sweet clover down. 



And that is what we're at. 



—Gleanings in Bee-Culture. 



