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son-iu-law, R. F. Holterman. Then follow- 

 ed H. E. Gordon and J no. G. Kundinger. 

 Then came Mrs. Hunt's pleasant face. Her 

 little boj', Elmer, was there, and he had not 

 forgotten that he beat us playing croquet 

 the last time we were at his house. At last 

 came old Dr. Mason, with his fun and his 

 family. You people who don't go to fairs 

 have but a faint idea of the good times we 

 old fair-going bee keepers have when at the 

 fairs. At last a pleased and smiling woman's 

 face stopped in front of our exhibit and a 

 well known voice in an animated tone, said, 

 "Hello!" 'Twas Mrs. H. We went down 

 to the " Shanty " and introduced her to Mr. 

 and Mrs. Cutting, had some dinner, and 

 talked, and visited, and had a good time. 

 Mrs. H. was too tired to go about much that 

 day, but the next two days were passed after 

 the manner of children out of school and 

 bound to see all there is to be seen. It was 

 the first time we had been away frqm home 

 together, since the children were born, with- 

 out taking them with us.' At last they are 

 large enough to leave with "Grandma." 

 As Mrs. H. remarked, " It seemed almost as 

 though she was a girl out with her beau. 

 Especially so," she added, " when you treat- 

 ed me to ice cream one evening." Honestly, 

 friends, it does one good to go away from 

 home and see things and have a good time. 

 What did we see ? Well, that is a foolish 

 question, for, as wife said, "It would be a 

 year before she should finish telling the girls 

 all she had seen at the Exposition." 



At last the time came when we saw her 

 safely aljoard the limited express, bound for 

 Flint, and we wished, oh, so sincerely that 

 we were going with her ; but no, there were 

 yet several days of hard work to be per- 

 formed before we could reach that haven of 

 rest. 



Returning to the grounds we were not a 

 little surprised to see our l)rother, Elmer, of 

 Rogersville, occupying our booth and selling 

 honey jumbles just as though he belonged 

 there. We will explain that nearly every 

 exhibitor in the apiarian department sold 

 honey jumbles, "five in a sack and five 

 cents a sack." At least 1,500 pounds of 

 jumbles were sold at Detroit. It was nearly 

 night, and Elmer had arrived about noon, 

 but had missed us in the crowd. He stayed 

 all night, and went home the next day feel- 

 ing that his trip to the Exposition was time 

 and money well spent. 



At last the show was over. Then came the 



hurly burly of getting away. How some 

 men did swear and sweat, and fume and 

 fret, and act as though their very lives de- 

 pended upon getting away before somebody 

 else did. The men that so behave are mostly 

 new exhibitors. The old ones have seen the 

 folly of it. Cutting and your humble ser- 

 vant went to bed and to sleep. The next 

 day we packed up, and, at about four o'clock 

 in the afternoon our goods, together with 

 those of (). L. Hershiser, were loaded in a 

 car for the State Fair at Lansing. Hershiser 

 stayed over to follow the next day on a pas- 

 senger train. Cutting and "ye editor" 

 went with the exhibits. Just at dusk we 

 rolled off the grounds, and, upon the same 

 train were men who had spent the entire 

 previous night abusing railway officials. 



In the night Cutting was sick. We lighted 

 an oil stove, heated some water and gave it 

 to him as hot as he could drink it. Relief 

 soon came. "Oh!" he exclaimed, "I can 

 feel that hot water starting up the circula- 

 tion clear to my very toes." Three o'clock 

 in the morning, and our car stood upon the 

 side track at Jackson, and continued to 

 stand there until ten in the forenoon when a 

 train consisting wholly of State Fair goers 

 was made up and started for Lansing, at 

 which place we arrived about two p. m. It 

 rained part of the time, and the shades of 

 night were falling ere the last load of sweet- 

 ness was safe in the Bee and Honey Hall on 

 the fair grounds. These grounds are slight- 

 ly rolling, covered with grass and numerous 

 beautiful trees. To the two tired, sleepy, 

 wet, hungry, begrimed bee men, how sooth- 

 ing and restful appeared these grounds. It 

 seemed almost as though we had " got home 

 again." At a restaurant we secured a pail 

 of hot water. We went inside the Honey 

 Hall, fastened the doors, removed our cloth- 

 ing and took a scrub. Oh, didiVt it feel 

 good. Never before did we so enjoy a bath. 

 We got our supper at the restaurant. Then 

 we made our bed, put on clean sheets, and 

 went to bed. All was quiet, and we slept as 

 we never slept before. 



The fair passed off just about as all fairs 

 do. We put up the exhibits ; the premiums 

 were awarded ; we took down the pyramids ; 

 packed them up ; came home ; and the story 

 is told. 



Going to the fairs is the one recreation 

 we have each year, but it is awfully, awfully 

 hard work, and we fear that we shall yet be 

 compelled to give it up. There is the drink- 



