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GLEANINGS IN BEE CULTURE 



Jan. 1 



quiries about that kettle with coals on top 

 and underneath. 



"Why, Bro. Root, didn't you ever see a 

 baking- kettle before? " 



I had to confess I never did that — is, I do 

 not remember it. I might have seen some- 

 thing of the kind in my early childhood. 

 After I thought of it awhile it did seem to 

 bring up recollections of long ago. Well, 

 the hot cakes from that baking- kettle with 

 butter and honey were A No. 1- And then 

 we had some eggs cooked backwoods fash- 

 ion. After dinner the boys took the honey 

 home; and after friend Jefferson had asked 

 if I was good on a walk he took me through 

 the alfalfa- fields and fruit-orchards over to 

 his home. As I am going to write up the 

 fruit industry of Graham Valley later on, 

 I will not mention any more of it here. 

 But the walk through the fields and or- 

 chards was one to be remembered. 



When I first reached Bro. Jefferson's 

 home I noticed quite a lot of children 

 around. I supposed likely they belonged 

 to the neighbors; but pretty soon I found 

 there were nine in the family, and yet Mrs. 

 J. is still quite a young-looking woman; I 

 decided that his home might present one 

 encouraging feature to our good President 

 Roosevelt as well as to A. I. R. You see 

 the mother in the picture with the youngest 

 in her arms. Right by her side is the eld- 

 est, a bright young lady. Now, I can not 

 be sure that all of those little folks belong 

 to friend Jefferson and his wife; but it is 

 not unlikely. See how many you can 

 count up. 



I have told you before that I got to be very 

 much in love with the fashion in Arizona of 

 sleeping outdoors. They told me I could 

 sleep out of doors at the time of my visit; 

 but the good wife rather thought I should 

 be more comfortable with my bed right in 

 front of the door that you can see right back 

 of the young lady. I happened to get up 

 rather early in the morning, and I caught 

 a glimpse of the place where a great part 

 of the Jefferson children slept. I do not 

 suppose anybody will object if I tell about 

 .t. The house has an L to it, as j'ou will 

 notice, back of the extracting-wagon. Well, 

 in the corner of the L there is a broad porch ; 

 and the young Jeffersons spread their 

 beds out on that porch. In fact, the porch 

 was about full that morning^ when I hap- 

 pened to cross the back yard. As each 

 youngster wakes up to his day's work, his 

 first job, if I caught on correctly, is to " take 

 up his bed and walk." Then right beside 

 their sleeping apartment is a wash-basin, 

 and plenty of soap and water. The ar- 

 rangement makes things easier, you see, 

 for a mother with a large family. 



Friend Jefferson did not tell us in his 

 letter about his out-apiaries, as I wanted 

 to have him do and expected he would; but, 

 if I am correct, there are three apiaries 

 and about £00 colonies in all; and I tell 

 you that family of nine comes awful handj' 

 to a man with three apiaries. The father 

 «eems to recognize the responsibility that 



rests on him, and tries to do his duty. 

 After I became somewhat acquainted. 

 Uncle Amos was called on to decide a per 

 plexing question. It was something like 

 this: How late should a father permit a 

 daughter of seventeen or eighteen to be out 

 evenings with a nice young man as an es- 

 cort? It rejoiced my heart to see that the 

 daughter obeyed her father strictly to the 

 letter, even if she thought he was drawing 

 the lines a little too closely; and after 

 hearing all the facts in the case, the mother 

 and daughter exchanged some bright 

 glances when Uncle Amos was forced to 

 decide in favor of the daughter's View. 

 Notwithstanding, I told them it was a 

 grand thing to have a father who erred on 

 the side of being too careful of his grown 

 up girls rather than one who is inclined to 

 be careless instead of careful. 



Friend Jefferson bought the running- 

 gears for his wagon I think of Montgomery 

 Ward &. Co. If you look close at the door- 

 yard, right out in front of the young lady 

 and her mother, you will notice an inclo- 

 sure made of bricks set with their corners 

 uppermost. Inside of this inclosure friend 

 Jefferson has started a lawn by setting out 

 plants of Lippia repens. Each plant has 

 covered a circle more than a yard across 

 with beautiful bright vivid green, with a 

 soft carpet- like foliage. The plant sends 

 out runners somewhat like the strawberry, 

 and the}' root very readily and multiply 

 rapidly. Any of these rooted vines may be 

 taken off and planted anywhere. W^ith a 

 little shading and watering they take hold 

 and grow. He expects to have a dense- 

 green lawn that will keep its luxuri.nce 

 with very little water, and it is a lawn that 

 is going to yield honey — at least, so we are 

 told. 



In the small cut our engraver has en 

 deavored to present the wagon by itself. 

 You see it is all corered with wire cloth 

 above the lower solid panels. Bee-escapes 

 are arranged so that bees that get in on the 

 combs readily find their way out, and are 

 thus out of the way. — A. I. R.] 



HOW TO KEEP HONEY FROM CANDYING. 



Treatment for Paralysis and Black and Pickled 

 Brood. 



BY HENRY ALLEY. 



On page 968, in a footnote at the end of 

 H. G. Quirin's article, you say, "Some 

 two or three years ago Mr. Henry Alley 

 announced that he had a process for keep- 

 ing honey liquid indefinitely under all con- 

 ditions. He did not immediatelj' make it 

 public; but when he did, it was nothing 

 more nor less than keeping the honey in a 

 warm temperature for a period of thirty or 

 sixty days, and then sealing.''^ I have put 

 those words in italics which I did not say. 

 I never made a statement of that kind in or 

 out of print. My process for preventing 

 honey candying the second time is this- 



