CHAPTER IV 
AT THE CITY GATES 
N a village in Southern Sussex, close under the 
green brink of the Downs, there live two bee- 
keepers who represent, in their widely diver- 
gent methods and outlook, the extremes of bee- 
manship as still extant in modern times. 
The one dwells in a little ancient thatched 
cottage, set in the heart of an old-fashioned English 
garden, where dome-shaped hives of straw are 
dotted about at random amidst a wild growth of the 
old-fashioned English flowers. The other has 
built himself a trim villa on a hillside, topped 
with a sheltering crest of pine-wood ; and here he 
has established a great modern honey-farm, replete 
with every device and system of management 
known to apiarian scientists throughout the two 
worlds. 
One might suppose, on leaving the village 
street on a fine May morning and coming upon 
these two settlements in the open country beyond, 
that all the romance and old-world flavour of 
bee-keeping were inevitably to be found in the 
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