1904 THE AMERICAN 



iiuube Oii ojuicu lu.., ior oo ^eura aiiu 

 nau KejjL uees -iu ^euiis. xiua uiereuy 

 uangs u xjreuy Aew iiiugiuuu rumauce, 

 lor i[ was Liie uees who uaa urouyiiL 

 lo iiiiii Lue cuiiieiy ui'iue, seen seiung 

 out yuusies lu tue gurueu. 



As lieemuu ui w euiiaui, Mr. Alley 

 liau uecome Kuovvu an over tUe Uuuea 

 Stales anu in «^anaua, too. ne raisea 

 Dees uoi to sen tneir iiouey, uut tor 

 tue queens or ureeaing oees, tne 

 source or every liive. lie liad studied 

 tne naoits or Dees tor so long ana 

 Knew so inucn aDout tnem tnat lie at 

 last succeeded in raising a specimen of 

 queen mat would breeu working uees 

 w iiicn wouiu yrouuce more noney tnan 

 any otner Kina known to bee raisers. 

 He aiso wrote tour oooks on bee cul- 

 ture wnicii were widely read by those 

 mteresteu in tne subject. Tiiroagn tiis 

 booKs and tiis bees tiie Beeman be- 

 came famous and nis •■Golden Adel ' 

 queens began to be sent far and wide. 



Among tlie persons who sent in an 

 order tor one of ins queens was a Mrs. 

 Margaret Ball of Vernon Center, N.Y., 

 anotner fair country town such as 

 Weubam. Mrs. Ball was a widow and 

 raised bees because she liked them 

 and liked to keep busy at out-door 

 work. Her family is prominent in Ver- 

 non, and her son, the Rev. J. C. Ball, 

 has recently been appointed president 

 of Kenka (college. 



It was three years ago that the Bee- 

 man sent the queen to \'ernon Centre. 

 In November, 1902, he received this 

 letter : 



"I owe you a debt of gratitude be- 

 cause were it not for the progeny of 

 the Golden Adel queen I would not 

 hav» an ounce of surplus honey. As 

 it was I have 125 pounds while my 

 neighbors have none. 



"Mrs. Margaret Ball." 



As a matter of fact it was a selfish 

 desire that developed the romance. 

 Honey, 125 pounds. Thew! The Bee- 

 man wanted that bee back. He wrote 

 and told Mrs. Ball so, but she was loth 

 to sell the queen. This entailed more 

 letters, and through them the persons 

 became better acquainted and their 

 correspondence more friendly. 



The Beeman was a widower, and his 

 eldest daughter, Addie, a woman of 



BEE-KEEPER, f, 127 



after all, are not sufficient company 

 for a man. 



The bees told him many things 

 about his correspondent. For one 

 thing, he thought, they tell me that 

 Mrs. Ball has a good disposition, for 

 she likes bees and bees like her, and 

 they never take to anyone that isn't 

 pleasant and good. Then again, she's 

 industrious or she wouldn't be keeping 

 them, and I know she must have 

 learned profitable lessons from the pa- 

 tient, busy creatures. 



I like bees. 



Bees like Margaret Ball. 



Then, why shouldn't I like Margaret 

 Ball? 



His thoughts were constantly run- 

 ning in this form. 



And so the letters on bee culture de- 

 veloped into letters of love, for the ro- 

 mance, not as novelists would have one 

 believe, end when the young earl with 

 Arabella, pressed to his w^aistcoat, 

 dashes off in his royal carriage, and 

 some hearts remain sweet and roman- 

 tic even after gray hairs and wrinkles 

 have come. 



When on May 4 the Beeman started 

 for New York State, the people of 

 Wenham wondered, for it was one of 

 the few times in many years that he 

 had gone on a distant visit. 



On May 5 there was a splendid wed- 

 ding at the Ball house in Vernon Cen- 

 tre, N. Y. The Rev. J. C. Ball, son of 

 the bride, Presbyterian minister and 

 president of Kenka college came up 

 from Newark, N. .1.. to officiate. The 

 Beeman of Wenham was in his happi- 

 est mood, and the pleasant face of 

 Beewoman of Wenham, late of Ver- 

 non centre, actually shone. 



On May 6 the pair arrived at the 

 Wenham home, and it was today that 

 they were found by a Record reporter 

 seated in the garden as described, the 

 picture of simple happiness. 



"I wanted to get that bee back," 

 said the Beeman, smiling as the in- 

 sects hummed about him and lighted 

 on his shoulders, "and instead I got 

 my wife." 



ADTERTISING HONEY. 



Successful advertising is a modern 

 science, and the chief exponent of this 

 science is Printers' Ink, a weekly mag- 

 azine published in New York. In 

 about 80, kept house for him. But bees, every issue Printers' Ink publishes a 



