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AMERICAN BEE JOURNAL. 



When Kent, the bookworm, buried 

 his face in the dear volume, and shut 

 out all the world beside, she found out 

 what he was reading, and, just as much 

 as her busy life would allow, read with 

 him. 



When Jimmy began to work among 

 the bees, she armed herself with veil and 

 gloves, and went with him. And she 

 has read so intelligently the books and 

 magazines concerning the honey-bee — 

 she has studied so carefully its habits — 

 that she is very good authority on the 

 way of making it profitable to its owner. 

 So that it is certainly true that Mr. 

 Green owes much of his present stand- 

 ing in the profession, and his success 

 financially, to his best friend — his ex- 

 cellent mother. 



Mr. Green is not a man of one idea 

 solely, nor does he believe in moving in 

 the rut of one's own business. As an 

 extensive and successful bee-keeper, he 

 has been honored by his brethren with 

 the vice-presidency of the Northwestern 

 Bee-Keepers' Association, and it is need- 

 less to say that he fills the office well. 



A Justice of the Peace in his native 

 town, his office gives him the power to 

 bind in one two loving hearts. 



A graduate of the Ottawa High School, 

 he has supplemented an excellent edu- 

 cation by a coarse of careful and val- 

 uable reading. A lover of, and also a 

 judge of first-class poetry, Mr. Green 

 .has many an apt quotation at his 

 tongeu's end, and he gives them on suit- 

 able occasions with point and grace. 



This love of choice and thoughtful 

 reading led him very naturally into the 

 Chautauqua Literary and Scientific Cir- 

 cle, of which he is a very faithful and 

 conscientious member. He belongs to 

 the class of 1892, and has for some 

 years been the President of the Ottawa 

 Laurels, C. L. S. C. Mr. Green is an 

 enthusiastic amateur photographer, de- 

 lighting in flash-light pictures, in which 

 branch of photographic art he has made 

 some good hits, and is marching onward 

 to perfection. 



Best of all, he is a quiet, earnest, 

 working, every-day Christian; a member 

 of the Congregational church in Ottawa, 

 and President of the Young People's 

 Society of Christian Endeavor, he is 

 letting his "light shine before men." 



Take him all in all, and viewed 

 through the medium of other eyes more 

 impartial than those of a cousin, James 

 A. Green, beside being a live, progres- 

 sive bee-keeper, is undoubtedly a very 

 nice young man. — Lydia Strawx, Ot- 

 tawa, Ills., in Gleanings. 



leaking: Ready for the Fair. 



— Chicago is already catching step to 

 World's Fair music, says the Post. 

 While the transformation of Jackson 

 Park into a pleasure ground for the 

 world is rapidly going on, and the ways 

 and means of making the Exposition the 

 event of the century in World's Fair 

 matters are being daily elaborated, the 

 city itself, aside from World's Fair work 

 proper, is making ready to receive. The 

 plans for connecting and improving the 

 boulevards and parks are waiting the 

 golden touch to put them into execution, 

 the bills for that purpose having passed 

 the Legislature. 



Chicago never does anything by 

 halves, or in a faint-hearted way. What 

 man has done man can do, is one of her 

 cardinal maxims, and having begun to 

 brighten up in appearance in the busi- 

 ness district, the work will go on until 

 in 1892 and 1893, the whole city will 

 be in gala attire. 



Tlie Beew are a-humming-. 

 The summer is coming, 

 And soon with the roses the zephjr will flirt. 



DonH toe Afraid. — Too little 

 advertising is like sowing too little seed. 

 A farmer in planting corn puts a num- 

 ber of grains into each hill, and is satis- 

 fied if one good healthy stalk comes 

 from each planting. It is the constant 

 advertiser that is bound to attract atten- 

 tion. It is the succession of bright, 

 catchy advertisements that refuse to be 

 ignored. That the proper time must be 

 allowed for the fruit to grow, ripen, and 

 be gathered, is as true as that wheat 

 cannot be reaped the day after it is 

 sown. — Printer's hik. 



The l^orld is 



and gives back to every man the expres- 

 sion of his own face. Frown at it, and 

 it will in turn look sourly upon you ; 

 laugh at and with it, and it is a jolly, 

 kind companion. And so let all young 

 persons take their choice.— 27jac7cerai/. 



