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A MONTHLY JOURNAL 



Devoted to the Interests of Honey Producers. 

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W. Z. HUTCHINSON, Editor and Publisher. 



VOL. XX. FLINT, MICHIGAN, AUG. 15, 1907. NO. 8 



The Delights of a Trip to the 

 Northern Apiaries. 



W. Z. HUTCHINSON 



I ET me describe some of the delightful 

 £i features of a trip to the Northern 

 Michigan apiaries. 



First. 1 must get up in the morning and 

 take the five o'clock train. Nothing de- 

 lightful about that? Well, the good wife 

 and myself get up before the others are 

 up. and she seems to take especial pains 

 to get me an appetizing little breakfast. 

 We often wish that she might go with me, 

 but there is an old mother and an invalid 

 daughter who can't well be left alone, be- 

 sides there would be no one to bok after 

 business and answer the mail. Under 

 the circumstances, wife and I can't leave 

 home togethsr. but she does the next best 

 thing: Gets me a dainty breakfast, pats 

 me on the back, and sends me away with 

 a loving kiss on my lips. 



1 am getting so that I enjoy a ride of a 

 few hours on a railroad train. It takes 

 me away from my business. The motion 



has a soothing effect: and. above all, it 

 gives me a chance to visit with myself. 

 I can sit by the window and let my mind 

 wander at its own sweet will — think of 

 what it likes — and there is not much dan- 

 ger of any interruption. 



VIEWING THE "PROMISED LAND." 



A little past noon we reach Fife Lake, 

 and how good it looks to see Elmer, Ned 

 (the horse) and the red wagon waiting 

 for me. After driving two or three miles 

 to the east we come up over a ridge that 

 allows us to look over the valley in which 

 lies the Manistee river. How blue the 

 distant hills look across on the other side 

 of the river; and there always comes to 

 me the feeling that over there is the 

 "promised land." Perhaps this feeling 

 comes from the fact that over among 

 those wooded hills nestle our apiaries. I 

 have often wished that I could show my 

 readers a glimpse of this view, but it 



