1911 



GLEANINGS IN BEE CULTURE 



247 



A doctor's apiary on a roof in WASHINGTON, D. C, THAT HAS BEEN A SUCCESS FOR 



THE LAST TEN YEARS. 



go to make honey superior to other sweets. 

 If the volatile oils are allowed to evaporate 

 by leaving the honey in open tanks to get 

 all the impurities separated, as has been the 

 practice heretofore, some of this beautiful 

 aroma is lost, and honey is placed nearer 

 the level of the cheaper sweets. We can not 

 afford to do this. The 60-lb. can is a distinct- 

 ively wholesale package; and as all dealers 

 melt and remove any foreign matter before 

 bottling or canning it for retail trade, a lit- 

 tle scum on top of that in the 60-lb. can does 

 no harm, and the up-to-date dealer knows 

 that he has in that can all that goes to make 

 good honey, provided there is nothing in the 

 way of an objection but the scum. 



The time is ripe when producers of extract- 

 ed honey should wake up to the importance 

 of canning the honey as soon as possible 

 after it is removed from the combs. We 

 must all be progressive, and adopt such a 

 system. 



Remus, Mich. 



the roof. On this platform he arranged 

 eight hives of bees. Around the roof a wire 

 fence was fastened to upright posts, and 

 across the roof wires were attached to the 

 same posts. A grapevine growing up the 

 side of the house was trained over these 

 wires, and a beautiful roof of leaves was 

 formed. Incidentally two bushels of grapes 

 were picked from that vine in 1910. It has 

 been ten years since the doctor took up the 

 bee fad, and in that time they have more 

 than paid their expense. His large family 

 have had all the honey they could eat, 

 friends and neighbors have been supplied, 

 and there has been some to sell at a good 

 price. Meantime, the tired nerves have been 

 cured by the interesting study of bee life 

 and the manual labor incidental to their 

 care. 

 Washington, D. C. 



A DOCTORS ROOF APIARY. 



A SWEET-CLOVER COW. 



BY WESLEY FOSTER. 



BY MARY A. MUNSON. 



I know a busy doctor in a large city who 

 realized he was getting a case of "nerves," 

 so prescribed for himself a fad. Being coun- 

 try-bred he decided on bees. He had a 

 wooden platform made in sections so it 

 could be easily moved. This he placed on 



Being bee-keepers, we are always a little 

 prejudiced in favor of any thing that is pop- 

 ular with the bees, and so all the cows we 

 ever owned have been given sweet clover to 

 eat at every opportunity; and the calves 

 have been introduced to the tender green 

 leaves and blossoms almost before they lost 

 their wabble. Perhaps we have shown about 

 as much zeal in teaching the calves to eat 



