114 ON BEES AND HONEY. 



tion of the divine mind, and even something of Heaven's own 

 influence." 



" Esse apibus partem divina? mentis, et haustus 

 Etherios dixere." — Virgil's 4th Georgia. 



By this neglect of the Society, they have actually ranked 

 the " godlike race of the Bees," as an old Greek Philosopher 

 called them, even lower than " bulky, fat, embossed " pump- 

 kins, plethoric turnips, and ('• if you have tears prepare to shed 

 them now,") even lower than a tunbellied, lachrymal onion, 

 or an Qolian bean, yea, even below the smallest of '• small 

 potatoes." Oh ! if the bees but knew it, how would they 

 buzz forth their doleful lamentations over this downfall of 

 their pride. How would they hum " to Bee or not to Bee " 

 encouraged ! " that's the question." The Committee, how- 

 ever, find some consolation in the fact, that though slighted by 

 the Society, the offerings of the Bees were considerately and 

 considerably noticed by the masses, the people, them of the 

 " sober second thought," the great public, who evidently had 

 a juster and more tasteful appreciation of the tempting speci- 

 mens of apiarian handicraft paraded on the tables of the Ex- 

 hibition-Room. For several open boxes having been placed, 

 in full view and within convenient reach, the public, great 

 and small, decidedly " put their foot " or rather their fingers 

 into it, as was manifest from impressions, " visible to the 

 naked eye," made by sundry lilliputian digits, and brobdigna- 

 gian thumbs. Yea, even as Samson took of the honey from 

 the carcass of the Lion, and did eat, so did the " many " take 

 of the honey of the great show at Lawrence, and eat thereof, 

 " without money, and without price." Hei mihi ! " as the 

 Latins said, — which being interpreted signifieth, '• deary me .'" 

 for the public tongue took improper liberties with a box of 

 virgin-honey, of undefiled sweetness, rich, full, fair, balmy, 

 sweet, even as a maiden's lip, raised by one Mr Bod well, of 

 Lawrence (that is, the honey, not the lip,) and which had 

 become, by the regular process of lawful bargain and sale, the 

 private and personal property of the writer of this article. 

 "Our sufferings was tolerable and not to be borne." We 

 are told by one of the most celebrated English Poets, whose 



