GLEANINGS IN BEE CULTURE 



As I had given up all hope of catching 

 my car I ate my dinner quite leisurely, 

 chewing my food as usual quite thoroughly. 

 As it was very likely well cooked, and tlie 

 meat in the pie was grouud fine, it did not 

 take very long. We are now coming to the 

 point of this story. 



As we passed along with the crowd, each 

 one of us held his plate in full view of an- 

 other pleasant-faced woman who had a lot 

 of ivory tablets about as large as a silver 

 quarter. On these tablets were figures. She 

 just gave my server a quick glance, and 

 tossed on it a tablet with the figures " 14 " 

 on it. I supposed my nice dinner was going 

 to cost 30 or 40 cents; but when I asked 

 Howard what li meant on my check he said, 

 " Why, grandpa, that is what your dinner 

 cost." 



" Why, do you mean, Howard, that this 

 nice dinner that we have just had cost only 

 14 cents? " 



He laughed, and nodded his head. I then 

 noticed the checks given those two big stout 

 men, and they were just 23 cents eacli. 

 Now, what do you think of it, friends? 

 Many of our country restaurants are saying 

 tliey can not furnish meals any longer foi" 

 25 cts., and are charging 35 to 50 cents; 

 but here in this big city we had a splendid 

 dinner (I think the boys had some kind of 

 dessert also) for the 23 cents, and my 

 excellent and wholesome meal, without any 

 " frizzles," of course, was ovly 11 cents. 

 We got it without waitiny a second — no 

 hurrying up slow half-hearted waiters. Well, 

 the above i.s a pretty good story, even if I 



stop here. As I finished my dinner my good 

 friend "Herb" (as that is wliat 1 used to 

 call him when lie was a small boy 1 like to 

 speak of him that way even yet, even if he 

 1 as pretty well-grown-up children of his 

 own just now) said, looking at his watch, 

 " Mr. Root, if you are anxious to get that 

 car I think you can do it, yet." 



Howard immediately added, "Yes, I think 

 I can get you there, especially if they hap- 

 pen to be a little late." Then Howard start- 

 ed to '' make time." One cannot go past a 

 standing car in a large city; and you can 

 not pass a policeman without his signal, so 

 we were hindered a good deal. But we final- 

 ly caught sight of the Medina ear just start- 

 ing out. HoAvard said he could make it; 

 but lots of people got in the way, and I said 

 we would have to give it up. Howard re- 

 plied, " Not so." The car stopped for a 

 passenger, and I was almost ready to get on 

 when off it went again. Then another ear 

 '' held us up." But Howard would not give 

 up. Just as the last bit of hope was van- 

 ishing, the drawbridge over the river was 

 turned, and the ear was compelled to hold 

 up, and this enabled us to catch up. The 

 result was that I had two more Jiours to 

 read periodicals, read letters from our many 

 friends, or to hoe in the garden. 



Now, my good friends, even if it is true 

 that there are some things going wrong dur- 

 ing this twentieth century, is it not also true 

 that there is a whole lot of things that we 

 ought to thank God for every day of our 

 lives, e.specially if we are bright and on the 

 alert, and hopefulf 



HEALTH NOTE! 



ROBBING SICK PKOPLK. 



I do not know but I shall be obliged to 

 liave more or less of this in every issue. 

 Read the following from the Good Health 

 Magazine : 



THE HIGH COST OK CONSUMI'TI VF. C'TRKS. 



A statement just issued by the National Associa- 

 tion for the study and prevention of tuberculosis 

 stiows how $15,000,000 a year is contributed to the 

 hiffh ccst of living, this sum beine; spent by the 

 American people for fake consumptive cures. " In 

 sijite (if the statements of a number of individuals 

 who have recently claimed that they liave found a 

 ' cure ' for consumption, there is no information at 

 liand to justify the belief that any specific cure for 

 tuberculosis has been discovered which deserves the 

 confidence of the medical profession and the people." 



In backing up these statements, the United States 

 public-health service declares that " outside of the 

 lliree essentials in the treatment of consumption — 

 nameJy, rest, fresh air, and good food, there i.s no 

 drug known, however rare or expensive it may be, 

 that has any curative action in this disease, and all 

 remedies advertised as such are to be avoided." 



Fifteen million dollars a year! What do 

 you think of it, friends? This vast sum of 

 money is not only Avasted, but I presume a 

 good deal of it goes for Duffy's malt whisky, 

 which does harm to the consumer, makes 

 him an inebriate, very likely, and not only 

 hastens him to the grave, but many limes it 

 liastens him to the grave of a drunkard. 

 Tlie trouble is the one we have pointed out 

 sc many limes. Sick people, especially those 

 sick with consumption, have a peculiar 

 hopefulness; no matter what medicine they 

 take, they say they " feel better." In fact, 

 after using the senseless electropoise or 

 oxydonor, they feel better, or imagine they 

 do; and they keep on until these vile rob- 

 bers of sick people get a lot of their dollars. 

 I suppose I have made quite a few enemies 

 in trying to teach people tliat they simply 

 imagine they lia\e been helped. It is the 



