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A view of tile hive eiiti'aiu- 



111 tlie other side of the tank lioiis 



sidewalks; in fact, we have a good linden 

 field. I wish to say in this connection that 

 I was the main instigator in introducing the 

 melilotus many years ago, when the country 

 seemed to be in an uproar for fear that bee- 



keepers were introducing an obnoxious 

 weed ; but still I kept silent, and continued 

 to spread the seeds. I have been more or less 

 interested in bee culture since 1877. 

 Reading, Pa. 



A CITY MAN'S BEES PAY HIS TAXES 



BY HARRIS T. KILLE 



If any of the readers of Gleanings 

 should ever have occasion to visit New- 

 Brunswick, N. J., and take a walk out on 

 Jones Avenue, they would surely stop and 

 lake a second look when coming opposite 

 the house owned by the subject of this 

 sketch. It is as much different from the 

 ordinai-y run of houses as a queen-bee is 

 different from a drone; and if the reader 

 should be so bold as to step upon the broad 

 colonial porch and ring the door-bell he 

 would find a man as different from the ordi- 

 nary run of men as the house is different 

 from the ordinary run of houses. Measured 

 by linear or avoirdupois your host Avould 

 not grade very high ; but if you should apply 

 to him the scale for the measurement of 

 genius you would have to use more than 

 your ordinary pocket-rule, and it would not 

 make the result of your estimate any the less 

 accurate if you shove the decimal point over 



three or four places to the right after you 

 have made your most accurate calculations. 



The name of this genius is Henry Mills. 

 His business is that of stock jobber for rail- 

 roads. But one might just as well call him 

 a carpenter, blacksmith, mechanic, or what 

 not. He's a veritable Jack of all trades; 

 and if we call him by that name we can say 

 that he lives in " the house that Jack built ;" 

 for he built that neat house (Fig. 1) all 

 himself, at odd times, without interfering- 

 wit h his regular work. He made his own 

 cement blocks — made evei-y thing, in fact, 

 except the doors and windows. He has not 

 quite finished it, but he has been living in it 

 for more than a year, and he started to 

 build it only two years and a half ago. He 

 showed me over the house; and the rooms 

 that are finished and furnished are certainly 

 beautiful. 



In the back yard, not fifty feet from a 



