96 Buz. 



of standing here, that's all I know ; so ' out of the 

 way,' I say again, for I mean to have the honey." 



"Out of this cell, which I have just sealed up, 

 you don't get it," returned the other firmly. 



"For my part, I don't see why he should get it 

 from any cell in the hive," remarked a bee who was 

 standing near Buz. 



" HuUoa! " cried the drone, turning angrily round 

 on the last speaker; "and pray who mayj/(?« be?" 



" One who earns her honey before she eats it," 

 was the reply. 



" Well said, indeed ! " cried the bee with whom 

 the drone had been disputing. 



As the drone turned indignantly round again, he 

 bumped against Buz, who instantly ran at him, and 

 gave him a good push, which sent him against 

 another bee. 



" Now then, where are you shoving to ? " cried the 

 latter, pushing him back. "Get out of the way." 



" He's always in the way ! " cried one. 



"And always eating ! " said another. 



" Why don't you go out and get your own honey ? " 

 demanded a third. 



" I don't choose to leave the hive, except in the 

 very finest weather," replied the drone. 



" Here's a pretty fellow for you," cried Buz ; " he 



