1 2 Buz. 



" How do you know ? " asked Buz. 



"I can feel it," said the fanner. "Any bee, after 

 a little experience, can tell ; and when they are going 

 to water for a long time we do not go out in such 

 numbers, or so far, as we do before a mere sprinkle 

 like this. Look ! It's just over." 



This was quite true, and presently the sun shone 

 brightly out, and the rain-drops flashed and sparkled, 

 and a clean fresh smell came from the earth, and the 

 flowers lifted up their heads and offered the sweets 

 they contained to the busy, happy bees, who now 

 left the hive in great numbers, and scattered them- 

 selves all over the kitchen garden in which their hive 

 stood, and over the pleasant fields beyond. 



" What fun ! " exclaimed Hum, as they stood on 

 the board again. " What fun to go out I Oh, how 

 I long for to-morrow ! " 



Buz and the fanner looked at her with surprise. 

 She seemed such a very quiet little bee, that they 

 were hardly prepared to find she could become 

 so enthusiastic. 



"I can not bear to be idle," she continued; "I 

 should like to fill a cell with honey, all by myself ; 

 to be of some use, you know, instead of standing 

 and looking on while others work." 



"A very proper feeling, my dear," said the fanner 



