QUEENIE 

 IV 



I am put into a Queen Cage. Ten companions are 

 provided. I cross the ocean to America. I am 

 "introduced," and acquire ' a new Colony-scent. 

 My new American Masters. My Colony's honey 

 in one year. American apiarian strategy. I be- 

 come the "mother of thousands of millions." My 

 farewell counsel to agriculturists, orchardists, na- 

 ture lovers and everybody else. 



THE weather was warm and my master 

 decided he would put ten Worker 

 bees with me in the cage, whose body heat 

 would serve to maintain us in comfort, and 

 who would feed me after they had first 

 sipped the honey into their sacs and could 

 pass it to me from their tongues. Had it 

 been cooler weather, he would have caged 

 as many as twenty to go with me. This is 

 the way he did: While a Worker had her 

 head in a cell, pumping honey into it from 

 her honey sac, he grasped her by the wings 

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