1899 



GLEANINGS IN BEE CULTURE, 



175 



and cheery mood up to the time of his depar- 

 ture to bed, which was nearly ten o'clock on 

 the night of New Year's eve, she retiring to 

 her bed in a room adjoining. She had retired 

 but a short time when she heard the voice of 

 her father calling. Springing to his bedside 

 she found him suffering from what he termed 

 a cramp in his chest. She did all in her power 

 to relieve the pain by local applications, but 

 his condition became alarming, and, against 

 his desire, she sent for two physicians. 



"No, my dear, do not send for the doctor. 

 I shall be all right in half an hour." These 

 were his last words, for but a few minutes 

 elapsed when a return of the awful pains seem- 

 ed to paralyze him. Almost without a strug- 

 gle his spirit calmly departed, and with the 

 dying of the old year the spirit of J. P. Israel 

 took its flight to don the robe of immortality; 

 and as the morning star heralds the approach 



JOSEPH P. ISRAEL. 



of the coming dawn, death's messenger to 

 him was the dawn of the morning that knows 

 no night, measured only by eternity. Blessed 

 assurance ! The great heart was stilled, but 

 his spirit for ever at rest. The only persons 

 present were his beloved daughter and nephew; 

 and while our heart goes out in sorrow for her 

 who has so patiently and lovingly administer- 

 ed to the needs and wants of her aged parent 

 for years, we can only say, " God's holy will 

 be done; he giveth, and he taketh away. Let 

 us bow in humble submission to his divine de- 

 crees " Let us trust that there will be a re- 

 uniting of loving hearts across the river, 

 where sorrow, suffering, and separations are 

 no more. 



Mr. Israel was interred in Mount Hope Cem- 

 etery, and a large concourse of citizens paid 

 their last tribute of respect by following the 

 remains to their last resting-place. 



Escondido, Cal. 



February 10th finds Southern California 

 with only about three inches of rain for the 

 season in the vicinity of Los Angeles, or only 

 about eight inches for two years, or about as 

 much as falls in one good long soaking rain 

 in the East. 



Our two inches in January gave vegetation 

 a start, and sage is making a fair new growth. 

 Mr. Shattuck, an old-time bee-keeper, told 

 me that, if we had rains the latter portion of 

 February or in March we should have a honey- 

 yield. While there is life and the blue skies 

 above us there is hope for the bee-keeper. 



A carload of bees was recently moved from 

 this county to the alfalfa-fields of Arizona. 



Mr. Frank J. Farr, of Pasadena, in this 

 county, who had good success in moving bees 

 to Utah last year, is getting together another 

 carload for the same destination this year. 



There will be an exodus of many bee-keep- 

 ers if the dry weather continues, and there 

 will be an exodus of several thousand colonies 

 of bees to the sweet by and by, as the bee- 

 keeper will make an exodus into some other 

 business. 



Mr. Farr says that the bee-paper which 

 publishes the names and addresses of corres- 

 pondents has his unqualified approval, as the 

 name and address of parties in Utah, who had 

 a communication in Gleanings, led to cor- 

 respondence and finally to a removal of bees 

 from California to Utah. Mr. Farr says that 

 name and address were as good as a thousand 

 dollars to him. Bee-journals that give only 

 the name of the writer of a communication, 

 and only the county in which he lives, take 

 warning. 



Judge Noah Levering is preparing to mi- 

 grate again to his northern apiary in Siskiyou 

 Co. That portion of California has received a 

 good rainfall, and ought to yield a good 

 amount of nectar. As to whether the Ram- 

 bler will or will not migrate with him is still 

 an open question. 



Mr. and Mrs. Frank McNay, of Portage 

 Wis., after spending the winter in this city of 

 the angels have returned to the East. Mrs. 

 McNay was just as good an angel as though 

 to the manor born. The best wishes of quite 

 a number of bee-keepers will follow them to 

 their home. They are good people to have 

 around. 



Mr. George W. Brodbeck has purchased a 

 goodly portion of land near Calabasas, and is 

 at present improving it and putting it into 

 shape to receive his apiary. Mr. B. winters 

 his bees in the suburbs of this city, and moves 

 his bees to Calabasas only as the season war- 

 rants. 



Mr. B. thinks it will be for his health to 

 live out in the hills where the odor of the 

 sage brush, the song of the mockingbird, and 

 the savory quail and rabbit are all at hand. 

 When he gets established he proposes to keep 

 open house to all of his bee-keeping friends. 



