1883 



JUVENILE GLEANINGS. 



853 



PEARL'S LETTER, AND ALL ABOUT THE FOLKS AT 

 HOME. 



I help my uncle go through the bec-hlvcp, and I 

 saw two queen-cells in one hive. My aunt is going 

 to get some more bees. We have no bees. My ma 

 has 65 little chickens; my pa is a blacksmith; we 

 have a good cow, and I have all the milk I want to 

 drink. My ma is going to make an incubator out of 

 an olJ turkey-hen. I have a brother five months 

 old, and L have a sister 7 years old. 



1Va::l Lawson, age 9. 



Staunton, Ind., May 21, ISf-S. 



THE WAY THEY PUT IN STARTERS AT "ABBIE'S < 

 HOUSE." 



Mamma has 9 swarms of bees, and I have one 

 which she gave me. My papa doesn't like bees very 

 well, lie doesn't like honey; because he says it is 

 100 sweet. I was out with mamma, helping about 

 the bees, and one stung me, and I said it was a 

 stinglcss bee now. I have seen the bees come to 

 their hives and would be laden with pollen, and they 

 looked nice. I have seen the bees, and have seen 

 them gather honey. "We were getting boxes ready 

 for a swarm, and we put in starters, and I would 

 hold the comb over the stove and let it melt just a 

 little, and then put them into the box, and they 

 stuck, and we had good luck. The bees have gone 

 to work in the boxes. We use pieces of comb for 

 starters. Abbie E. Freeman, age U. 



Guildhall, Vt., May 25, 1883. 



SUSIE'S LETTER. 



Pa keeps bees. lam the only one to help him; 

 the rest arc all afraid of them. I h.ivc two little sis- 

 ters younger than myself; one of them Is G, and the 

 ether 7. My ma died when I was 7, and then pa got 

 grandma to live with us. Grandma died last fall, 

 and pa broke up housekeeping, and sent me off to 

 school about 20 miles from home, and took my little 

 sisters out to grandma's. Pa is keeping house again, 

 and we were all glad to get bnck home. We haven't 

 any school this summer, but grandma sends me to 

 Sabbath-school except when it rains, and then my 

 little sisters and I have Sabbath-school at home. 

 We sing a hymn, and then we read our lessons. 



Susie Imdrose, age 10. 



Ash Ridge, Wis.. May 28, 1883. 



Susie, I most strongly commend your plan 

 of passing a rainy Sunday ; and may God 

 bless all of your little household. 



ORSIE'S TROUBLES ASD RESOLUTIONS. 



I am 5 years old. I can not write, so I have my 

 sister write for me. I fed the bees rye Hour, and I 

 got Etung, and I do not think I shall be a bee-man. 

 1 think I will be a horse-joctey. I have a colt one 

 year old. I go to school, and get cuffed every day. 

 I wish you would send me one of those books. 

 Please send me Ton Nights in a Bar-Room. 



Orsie p. Kinqsley. 



Comstocks, N. Y., May 24, 1883. 



Yon got stung by the bees, and cuffed 

 every day at school ; and then decided you 

 would grow up into a horse-jockey, did you, 

 friend Orsie V Did you ever hear of " jump- 

 ing out of the frying-pan into the fire," my 

 young friend V Seems to me that is what 

 you propose doing, do you not? I lilie 

 horses, and I like horses that can go fast; 

 but that word " jockey " I don't quite like to 

 see a boy resolve to take upon himself. Sup- 



pose you look in the dictionary, friend Orsie, 

 and see what a jockey is. When you find it, 

 tell us whether that is what you are going to 



be. 



now FRANK hived HIS FIRST SWARM. 



I just captured my first swarm of bees. They 

 came out and I settled them. And then I took the 

 swarming-box, got them in it, and one stung me in 

 the eye, and on the tip of the nose, and then T 

 dropped the box that they were in, and ran away, 

 and then I went back again, and got 'em and hived 

 them. 



SWARMING- boxes; FRANK'S SUGGESTIONS. 



You must not make your swarming-boxes so 

 heavy for little boys; the box was so heavy that I 

 could hardly carry it, and after I had them in the 

 hive about a half-hour they came out, because they 

 didn't have any honey, and then they alighted in one 

 of our cherry-trees, and then I got them in the 

 swarming-box, and put them in the hive the sec- 

 ond time, and gave them some honey, and now they 

 stay. If you think this is good enough, please send 

 me a book. Ten Nights in a Bar-Room. 



Eureka, 111. Frank Scheidel, age 11. 



It is tiptop, Frank, and I believe you are 

 half right, for I have been thinking of a wil- 

 low basket made just right, instead of the 

 heavy swarming - box. Who can give us 

 such a basket, by the thousand V 



THE HAASS CHILDREN, AND HOW SYBILLA'S FATHtR 

 HIVES BEES. 



My father has 42 stands of bees in box hives, and 

 if they swarm we take tin pans and beat on them, so 

 that they can not hear the noise which the queen 

 makes, and then they will settle on the first limb 

 that they can come to. We then sprinkle some 

 water over them, and take the hive, and hold it 

 under them. We take some green bushes, and then 

 wo can hive them. My teacher gave me the Juve- 

 NILE to read, and I read it with much pleasure. I 

 do not think I deserve a book, but still I should like 

 to have one. I can read and write German, as well 

 as English. I should be glad if you would print my 

 name; I never saw it in print before. I think it 

 would be very nice. Sybilla Haass, age 12. 



Well, Sybilla, I think we can alTord to print 

 any little girrs name who can read and 

 write both English and German. 



My teacher gave me the Juvesile. The bees be- 

 gin to work here in Texas in February and March; 

 they get their pollen from the elm-tree blooms; and 

 in May they get it from the wild ehina and prickly- 

 pear llowers. The name of it is cactus, but we call 

 them prickly-pear. Did you ever see a prickly-pear 

 flower? They look beautiful; they are of two dif- 

 ferent colors — red and yellow. My teacher has ten 

 Simplicity hives; they are the first I ever saw. His 

 bees are blacks. Anna Haass, age 1."?. 



My teacher told me to read the Juvenile, and see 

 if I could not write a letter. My papa tried to keep 

 some bees once; he had one swarm. The queen 

 took the lead, and then the rest followed. Papa 

 knows a swarm in the woods. It has no honey yet. 

 I will tell you from what kind of flowers they get it 

 — prickly-pears, and elm, cherries, peaches, and 

 oleanders. They are red flowers. I don't expect a 

 book, because I did not tell you much; but I should 

 like to have one. Louisa Haass, age 11. 



Francisco Perez, Medina Co., Tex., May 24, 1883. 



