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and thorax skillfully, and tucked her into 

 the entrance, putting his thumb over it while 

 he did likewise with another, until he had 

 all I needed for company and attentions on 

 my voyage. Then, with wee wire nails he 

 tacked a thin veneer lid over the wire cloth. 

 We were secure, had sufficient air, were 

 warm enough, and were out of the sight of 

 curious mail distributors. Printed on this 

 lid, in conspicuous black letters, was this: 



QUEEN BEE: DELIVER QUICK. 



In a space just below for the address and 

 destination, was written this:. The Air 

 Company , Medina, Ohio, U. S. A. 



In less than two weeks after my Master 

 gave me to the Post Office authorities in 

 Italy, the land of my birth, I was handed 

 out from the Post Office window in America, 

 with other mail from various quarters at 

 home and abroad. For my new Masters 

 did not only a great business in rearing 

 Honey Bee Queens, but the most extensive 



