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GLEANINGS IN BEE CULTURE. 



Aug. 15 



to be pulled, and he knows just how to do 

 the work. It would be as difficult to get 

 another horse to take his place as to find a 

 man on the spur of the moment to take the 

 place of some of the experts in our manu- 

 facturing rooms. 



Now, I have spoken of horses at length to 

 illustrate the way in which man, as a crea- 

 tor, takes hold of where God, as a creator, 

 leaves off. I need not tell you what has 

 been done with other animals, and with 

 plants and fruits, as well as with horses. 

 Luther Burbank, of California, has given 

 us new things in the wa3' of fruits — creations 

 that will probably be worth millions to the 

 human family. Edison gave us our beauti- 

 ful elec'ric lights and the wonderful phono- 

 graph. I have wondered sometimes if I 

 could comprehend the joy and satisfaction 

 with which Edison, Burbank, and others 

 see humanity reap the fruits of their toil. 

 God said in the beginning, when he looked 

 over his w^ork of creation, that it was good. 

 He was satisfied. May I suggest with due 

 reverence that he felt glad as we feel glad 

 when our inventions become a success? In 

 the eighth chapter of Proverbs, where the 

 writer is speaking of wisdom, there is a 

 strange expression: 



Then I was by him. as one brought up with him; 

 and I was daily his delight, rejoicing; always before 

 him: rejoicing in the habitable pan of his earth; and 

 my delights were with the sons of men. 



Let us now go back to that Olds automo- 

 bile factory. I am not prepared to say that 

 the Olds people made the first automobile. 

 No one man man hardlj' ever made the first 

 of any thing. Edison may have come ver}'^ 

 near it; but I think I may safely say the 

 Olds people were among the first, if not the 

 first, to make a successful machine — one 

 that can be duplicated and sent out by the 

 hundreds and thousands, a moving beast of 

 burden (built by men) of iron and steel. 

 They have opened up a new era in the way 

 of transportation. It saddens me to see 

 that a large part of humanity look with a 

 jealous ej'e on this innovation. A woman 

 said in m.y hearing, "I don't see why these 

 awful things are allowed to run over the 

 countrj'." Before I could stop him, Huber 

 flung back at her, " We have just as much 

 right running over the country as you 

 have." I told him that, even if this were 

 true, we as Christian people should do ev- 

 ery thing in our power to avoid annoying 

 or troubling our fellow-men. 



Some amusing occurrences happen now 

 and then. At a countr3' store where we 

 stopped to get water, one of the crowd said, 

 "You don't catch me riding after one of 

 them things. Why, just a few days ago 

 one of them got away from the fellow that 

 run it, and got off into a man's doorj'ard; 

 then it ran under the clothesline, scraped 

 the people all out, and then went ransack- 

 ing over the fields tearing down fences and 

 every thing." When we got out of sight, 

 Huber and I laughed until we felt sore over 

 the sad tale, especially about running un- 

 der the clothesline. One who has run an 



automobile knows it is utterly impossible 

 for the machine to run with the driver out 

 of his seat. 



And now, dear reader, in closing this 

 long story may I express a wish that it has 

 given you a glimpse that may induce you to 

 love and reverence more God the Father and 

 Creator? and that you may also love and 

 have more charity for poor humanity, in- 

 cluding also the horses and all these other 

 great and wonderful gifts he has given us 

 to fashion in a way to serve us best? And 

 may my story help us so that, in using all 

 these gifts, we may reconcile our differ- 

 ences, and go forward with love and kind- 

 ness in our hearts toward all, whether we 

 drive this wonderful new creation, the auto- 

 mobile, or whether we handle the faithful 

 horse over the new and better roads that 

 God is giving us throug/i the hands of hu- 

 manity whom he has created, with the 

 thought in his infinite mind of the things 

 which, through his help, we may and are 

 also creating. 



NOTES Of TRAVLt 



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I have alread3' mentioned our visit to Mr. 

 H. Wilber's, at Morenci, Mich.; but I 

 omitted to speak of the beautiful gloxinias 

 grown by Mrs. Wilber in a north window 

 of an ordinary farmhouse home. When I 

 first saw them there was such a profusion 

 of the gorgeous bloom that I thought they 

 must be artificial flowers stuck in the rich 

 black woods dirt to deceive people. If I 

 remember correctly they were grown in a 

 heavy square pasteboard box; but she hast- 

 ened to bring them over to the dining-table 

 where we were sitting, to convince me they 

 were God's handiwork, and not the work 

 of man. I have tried many times growing 

 gloxinias in the greenhouse, but have al- 

 ways failed, and I know that many green- 

 house men find it quite difficult, especially 

 to make such a brilliant success of it. I 

 expect Mrs. W. to give us some instructions 

 in regard to growing them, later on. 



Our invitation to call at the Wilber home 

 was from a little girl. As her letter is 

 brief I give it here. 



Dear Sir: — I am a little girl nine years old. I am 

 Henry Wilber's grand-daughter. I thought I would 

 write and ask you to come and see us on your wav to 

 the cabin in the woods. Mamma and I go to Sunday- 

 school every Sunday if I am not sick; and mamjna 

 likes to read your Home talks in Gle.^nings. 



ISIiss Vera Wilber. 



We made a rather longer stop at friend 

 Wilber's, and also at O. M. Jefferson's, at 

 Pittsford, Mich., because of some needed 

 repairs to our machine. I have already 

 mentioned burning out the packing to the 

 cylinder because a rubber tube swung 

 against a brass cock and wore a hole 

 through it. I think this fault has been 



