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GLEANINGS IN BEE CULTURE 



January, 1921 



troops we shall have something still higher 

 — a concert of the powers and nations of 

 the world. Well, I hardly need tell you 

 that this very thing is under way, and our 

 own beloved President of the United States 

 has the credit of being one of the great 

 principals in this movement; and yet we 

 in our own country can not stand by him. 

 In fact, our own citizens have been block- 

 ing the wheels to such an extent that while 

 these nations — at least quite a number of 

 them — are pushing ahead in this proposed 

 league, our own country, at least while I 

 write, Aug. 28, 1920, is hanging back 

 when this nation really should be taking 

 the lead in this crusade and greatest move- 

 ment the world ever saw. May God help 

 us in this crisis. 



As I dictate, our nation is rejoicing in 

 the victory for woman suffrage. I saw by 

 the papers that there is a certain "gang" 

 that claim they have some women as well 

 as men among said gang, who are fighting 

 just now "tooth and nail" to prevent the 

 culmination of woman suffrage. I do not 

 know whether anybody else has said it, but 

 I said right out, it is the opponents of 

 prohibition and of the League of Nations 

 that are fighting so desperately to defeat 

 universal suffrage; for everybody knows 

 that the mothers of our land above all else 

 and all others would be heart and hand in 

 favor of prohibition and of the League of 

 Nations both. People generally have suf- 

 fered as the result of the world-wide war. 

 Everybody and everything have suffered; 

 but who can tell or who can measure the 

 amount of suffering inflicted on the moth- 

 ers of the whole wide world? 



Let me digress a little once more. 

 During our own civil war in 1861 a poor 

 ignorant colored woman stood leaning over 

 the gate to watch the soldiers as they pass- 

 ed by on the highway. I do not know 

 how long she stood there; but she evident- 

 ly began to think there would be no end 

 of the line of soldier boys; finally in des- 

 peration she said to the moving crowd, 

 almost within arm's reach, "I don't su'pose 

 'you uns,' all have names." 



It seemed to the poor colored woman 

 that there could not possibly be names 

 enough in the whole wide w^orld so that 

 each one of the moving throng could have 

 a name of his own. A few days ago I 

 went with my son Huber to the great busy 

 city of Cleveland. While I was waiting 

 for him to finish up some business on one 

 of the busiest streets I started to read a 

 daily. It happened to be about the time 

 when the factories were closing down for 

 the day, and crowds of men, women, and 

 childre'n^ were rushing here and there to 



catch their respective cars on their way 

 home. Most of them had dinner pails, 

 while others had bundles of recent pur- 

 chases, but all were in a hurry. It made 

 me think of the bees at the time of swarm- 

 ing. The stream of humanity was more 

 interesting to me just then than any daily 

 paper or any sort of print in the whole 

 wide world. I studied the faces of both 

 young and old. I tried to imagine what 

 sort of people they were. I wondered 

 how many of that great crowd loved the 

 Lord Jesus Christ; and then I thought of 

 the poor colored woman and her remark, 

 "I don't s'pose you uns all have names." 

 Well, my view took in only a small part 

 of one street in that great city. If one 

 could get a view all at once, say from an 

 airplane, of every street in the city of 

 Cleveland, what a sight it would be! And 

 yet that whole city does not contain at the 

 present time even one million people; and 

 we are told in that clipping from the Plain 

 Dealer that it would take 15 cities of the 

 size of Cleveland to hold the orphan chil- 

 dren who were made orphans by the 

 world-wide war. A few days ago I asked 

 my oldest son, Ernest, if there really was 

 a prospect of another world - wide war. 

 His reply was something as follows: 



"Father, I am afraid there is danger of 

 another great war sometime ; and it looks 

 to me now that the only remedy is the pres- 

 ent League of Nations. Eorty-three coun- 

 tries have joined it, and we are the only 

 great power outside of it. What I am afraid 

 of is that it will not function properly with- 

 out Uncle Sam's help and co-operation. I 

 doubt very much whether the other nations 

 will accept a substitute of olu- making. The 

 pity is that this got into politics." 



Now, dear friends, I hope each and 

 every one of you will read the clipping 

 at the head of this talk, not only once but 

 several times over until you take it all in. 

 Shall the whole wide world let this work 

 of making orphans, by the millions, go on? 

 Shall our own great United States, the 

 nation that we have often claimed heads 

 the world in all great and good reforms, 

 stand back and refuse to act, simply be- 

 cause it may cost us some money to take 

 part and perhaps cost us our own lives in 

 the effort to have a world-wide crusade 

 started for "peace on earth, good will 

 toward men"? 



THE NEW SWEET CLOVER GROWN BY THE ACRE. 



On Aug. 8 our photographer and myself 

 visited the Ohio Experiment Station at 

 Wooster and took the two pictures adjoining 

 this. Our station received a little package 

 of this clover seed at the same time I did, 



