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THE AMERICAN BEE JOURNAL. 



Sept. 19, 



Georg-o W. Yark, - . Editor. 



PUBLISHED WEEKLY BY 



GEORGE W. YORK & COMPANY, 

 36 Flttli Avenue, - CHICAGO, ILL. 



11.00 a Year— Sample Copy Sent Free. 

 [Entered at the Posl-Offlce at ChicaEO as Second-Class Mail-Matter.J 



VolfflV, CHICAGO, ILL, SEPT. 19, 1895. No. 38. 



Editorial Budget* 



Xbe Newly-Hlected Officers of the North 

 American are shown on the first and second pages of this 

 number. Fine quartet, isn't it ? They are one-fourth Cana- 

 dian, one-half Ohioan, and one-fourth " Michigander." Good 

 combination. 



The Toronto Convention Report is begun 

 this week, as you doubtless have noticed. It is going to be 

 very interesting, as there were many good essays read, which 

 were followed by interesting and profitable discussions. All 

 new subscribers will have their subscriptions begin with this 

 number so long as it holds out. By so doing, they will have 

 the report complete. Next week I expect to give a bigger 

 slice of it, and then crowd it right through as rapidly as pos- 

 sible thereafter. 



Honey for Preserves and Children.— The 



British Bee Journal contained this paragraph about the use 

 of honey in preserving fruit, and as a food for children : 



In former years I was wont to use sugar for preserving a 

 large supply of fruit which was kept for winter use; now I use 

 honey, and find that fruit keeps sweet very much longer, and 

 that, while sugar preserves become stale in a short time, honey 

 preserves never do so. For children, a liberal use of honey is 

 really invaluable ; and since I began to use it I have not spent a 

 shilling on doctors' medicines, whereas formerly I used to 

 spend a good many. 



The L,ans:stroth Fund.— In response to the re- 

 quest made on page 556, I have received only $2.00— one 

 from Rev. S. Roese, Maiden Rock, Wis., and one from Jas. F. 

 Wood, North Prescott, Mass. The latter, when sending his 

 dollar, wrote : 



Somehow it makes me glad to contribute a dollar to the 

 man that I learned to love 20 years ago, while I studied his 

 great work, "The Hive and Honey-Bee.'' I was then only a 

 boy, but I knew it nearly all by heart, and even to-day it is 

 remarkable to note how free from error was his work. 



Jas. F. Wood. 



A collection was taken up at the Toronto convention for 

 the purpose of defraying Father Langstroth's expenses to 

 Toronto, and it lacked about §?20 of the amount that it was 

 hoped would be raised. Possibly others may feel like con- 

 tributing to help make up the amount. Though I'd rather 

 not mention it, I might say that some of us gave five dollars 

 each— others more — and all felt it was a good investment. 



If you prefer, you can send direct to Rev. L. L. Lang- 

 storth, ] 20 Ford St., Dayton, Ohio, whatever amount you 

 may feel will make him and yourself the most happy. 



Convention Xotes. 



My convention experiences began about a week before the 

 meeting, when I commenced to get my work ahead so as to be 

 able to go to Toronto. I succeeded so well, that I could leave 

 the Bee Journal office Monday morning, Sept. 2, when I took 

 the train at 9 o'clock on the Grand Trunk railroad for Flint, 

 Mich., where I was to spend one night with Bro. Hutchinson 

 and his happy family. 



I was on a slow train. It stopped at nearly every station, 

 which gave me a good chance to "view the landscape o'er," 

 which I did to my heart's content. I was delighted with the 

 country, particularly that surrounding the beautiful cities of 

 Valparaiso and South Bend, in Indiana; and Schoolcraft, 

 Battle Creek, Lansing, Flint and Lapeer, in Michigan. 



I reached Flint about 8 p.m. It was a delightful moon- 

 light night, and after wandering around awhile I finally suc- 

 ceeded in locating the bee-yard and pleasant home of Bro. H. 



The next morning before taking the train again for To- 

 ronto, I had a nice visit with all the family except Miss Ivy, 

 who, unfortunately, was too sick to leave her bed. Misses 

 Nora and Cora {the twins) played nicely together for me — one 

 on the violin and the other on the piano. Baby Fern and I 

 bad a confidential chat on the front porch long before break- 

 fast was ready. She's a bright child. One view of her is 

 this: Seated on the printing-office floor, a pair of large spec- 

 tacles on her nose, and a piece of proof in her hands — making 

 her papa believe she's "reading proof," and helping him lots ! 



At 10:05 a.m., Bro. Hutchinson and I boarded the train 

 for Toronto, arriving there at 7:30 p.m. It was my first ex- 

 perience outside of my native land. But I got along all right. 

 Canada is a great country. Lots of her people are great, also. 

 But the honey crop over there this year isn't causing any 

 great amount of boasting. Same over here. But, then, every 

 bee-keeper I saw seemed to be happy. Pretty hard to " down " 

 them. 



" Well, what about the convention ?" did I hear you ask? 

 It was held according to announcement. Began Wednesday 

 eve and closed Friday noon. 



Thursday evening Hon. John Dryden gave a magnificent 

 address of welcome — why, he just wanted to annex the whole 

 of us foreigners to Canada right then and there ! He told 

 what a wonderful country it was, painting it in such rosy 

 colors that I, for one, felt he must have made a slight mistake, 

 and was talking about our own United States. But it's all 

 "America," anyway. Then Dr. Mills, President of the On- 

 tario Agricultural College followed, in a most entertaining 

 and practical address on the work of the college at Guelph. 

 He is a very pleasant and forcible speaker. All through it was 

 a most enjoyable evening. 



Mr. J. B. Hall is another Dr. Miller, with one possible 

 exception — he doesn't say " I don't know." He is President 

 of the Ontario Bee-Keepers' Association, and I'm safe in say- 

 ing there's no brighter Canadian bee-man. Too bad he can't 

 be persuaded to write for the bee-papers. He's a " whole 

 team " in a convention. 



Then there's Mr. McEvoy, the foul brood doctor and ex- 

 terminator. He isn't a bit slow — especially when he discovers 

 an obstinate bee-keeper who won't follow his directions in 

 ridding an apiary of foul brood. He's the new Vice-President 

 of the Association, and I hope his good wife (whom I was 

 glad to meet) will see that he does his duty. 



Oh, yes, Dr. Mason was there. What a power he is in a 

 convention ! Lot's of fun in him, too. Always good-natured 

 and happy. No man helped more than he to keep things 

 lively, and make the convention a success. 



Pres. Holtermann presided like an "old timer." He held 

 things pretty level. It wasn't so easy, either, at times, but 

 he succeeded admirably. 



Mr. Pringle's essay was a pleasing surprise — at least to 



