April, 1917 



GLEANINGS IN BEE CULTURE 



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^M.G.T=? {J^ other Goose 



''Where are you going, my pretty maid? 

 J'm going to the bee yard, Sir, "she sard, 

 ''May I go with you, my pretty maid?" 

 If you'll lift the hives, kind sir," she said. 



^^What is your fortune, my pretty maid?" 

 My bees are my fortune, £irf s^he ^aid. 

 "Then I shall marry you, "my pretty maidr 

 ^' You'll be stung ift/oudo^kindSln'sliesaid: 



(He certainly will be — if the artist got her face ri^ht. — Editor.) 



