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GLEANINGS IN BEE CULTURE. 



Sept. 15 



keep up this long deep breathing. You 

 want to breathe as one does when asleep. 

 Just watch such a person take a long breath 

 and rest a little, and then take in another 

 breath. That is the kind of sleep that gives 

 one strength and energy, especially if he has 

 a window open, or, better still, is sleeping 

 outdoors.* If your hill is long enough, and 

 you go to work deliberately in filling your 

 lungs repeatedly to an unusual extent, the 

 climbing will eventually begin to give you 

 new vigor and energy. Before you get to 

 the top of the hill you will feel an exhilara- 

 tion and inspiration caused by the unusual 

 quantity of oxygen. T. B. Terry and others 

 have advised this long deep breathing with- 

 out climbing a hill. I have tried it, but it 

 does not work with me. It makes me diz- 

 zy. There has got to be exercise enough 

 of some kind to call for this extra amount of 

 oxygen; then when the blood is throbbing 

 and going with great leaps it takes up the 

 oxygen and assimilates it. Of course, I am 

 touching on a matter I talked about in rid- 

 ing the bicycle— second wind; and you can 

 get this precious second wind in a good 

 many different ways. Perhaps this peculiar 

 climate and pure air around Grand Traverse 

 Bay may have something to do with it. The 

 freedom of that locality from malaria has, 

 no doubt, much to do with it in my case; 

 but I think it will work, at least to some 

 extent, everywhere. 



Now, after such hill-climbing, say for a 

 whole forenoon, with the pleasant visits 

 now and then with the neighbors, you will 

 have a good appetite, and an extra dose of 

 oxygen will be an amazing help to more 

 perfect digestion. I do not believe, how- 

 ever, that aimless climbing of hills will do 

 very much good. You should have some er- 

 rand. Go to the postoffice or to the depot. 

 If you are out in the woods, go to the neigh- 

 bors for butter, milk, and eggs. If you 

 climb some more after dinner it will do you 

 more good. Pretty soon you can add fruit 

 to your menu, and it will digest all right and 

 not make you sick, even if it is hot weather. 



One thing more, you must not be cumber- 

 ed by a great lot of uselegg clothing. One 

 of our first visits was through the woods, 

 on Mrs. Root's " avenue," as we call it. It 

 is not much of an avenue, for it is an awful 

 crooked trail around great logs, stumps, and 

 impenetrable brush, up and down ravines 

 and canyons. At the end of this trip I 



* Mrs. Root and 1 both have been much troubled by a 

 lack of ventilation, especially in warm weather, when 

 we attend church, particularly if the church is filled as 

 every church ought to be. Ventilation is at present 

 very inadequate for schools, churches, and other places 

 where crowds of people gather. Mrs. Root has gone so 

 far as to declare she would have to give up attending 

 church, especially in the evening, unless we could have 

 better ventilation Well, I rejoice to tell you that, dur- 

 ing the past summer, we have been having union meet- 

 ings of all the churches in the park. The audiences are 

 very much larger than can be secured in the churches, 

 and I greatly enjoy the services. The young minister 

 who spoke last Sunday evening remarked that it was a 

 special inspiration to him, and he hoped it would be to 

 his audience, to know that no " shingles " intervened 

 between us and God's stars overhead. Let us do all we 

 can to have more outdoor preaching. 



found our nearest neighbor was at work in 

 the field, with no garment over his chest 

 and arms except a very thin undershirt. 

 Mrs. Root said she felt troubled right away, 

 for she knew I would jump at the idea of 

 dispensing with all useless clothing in the 

 month of August. Off went my shirt when 

 I got home, and it was off every warm day 

 when I had work to do. With thin pants, 

 light shoes, and a hat that was almost no 

 hat at all except that it kept off the sun, I 

 was ready for climbing hills all day long— at 

 least after my strength came. 



At different times in the past we have 

 heard very much about air baths. With my 

 light clothing I could have almost as much 

 of an air bath as if I had no clothing at all, 

 especially while I was at work in the woods. 

 But the air bath was not all of it. The cul- 

 mination of my emancipation from all my 

 ills, and the stagnation in my circulation, 

 came about by a little incident that I am go- 

 ing to describe minutely. I have used a lot 

 of big words in the sentence above, I know; 

 but they hit the spot so exactly I will let 

 them stay there. 



When we first came on the place, some 

 three or four years ago, I bought a hydrau- 

 lic ram to carry the water from a spring up 

 to our cabin. But when we laid the iron 

 pipes it brought it so near the cabin the ram 

 was never used. One hot day in this present 

 August I thought I would hitch it to the 

 water-pipes just to see how it worked. It 

 did the work beautifully, sending quite a 

 stream of water up into the tree- tops. I 

 could not attach it just then so as to send 

 the water clear into the kitchen, because of 

 a lack of tools and attachments — at least I 

 thought I could not. But next day I began 

 studying over a plan by which I could install 

 the apparatus without any tools for thread- 

 ing pipe. As you may be in a similar predic- 

 ament some time I will tell you what I did. 

 The ram was to be attached to the water- 

 pipe where it passed through the lowest 

 ground. In order to get the pipes apart to 

 make room for it I uncovered the coupling 

 in four different places. With my pipe-tongs 

 and wrench I started each one of the four 

 joints, and then screwed two of them as far 

 as I could in one direction, and the other two 

 as far as the threading would permit in the 

 other direction. This permitted the coupling 

 to be taken apart in the middle. Screwing 

 the attachment to the ram on to one section 

 of pipe was an easy matter. To attach the 

 other I hunted up all the short pieces of 

 pipe, both three-fourths and one inch, I had 

 on the premises. By screwing these pieces 

 together, going back of the ram and then 

 forward by means of a double elbow, I made 

 the connection. While doing the work I was 

 full of enthusiasm in seeing what I could do 

 without proper tools and appurtenances. It 

 was right in the middle of the day, and I was 

 at work in the hot sun. As I was alone in 

 the woods every bit of clothing was taken 

 off that was not needed. I got into a pro- 

 fuse perspiration. The sweat was dripping 

 from the end of my nose, and when I got 



