The Honey-Makers 



His cheery hum was heard over the vast flowery plains 

 of this favored land before the western continent was 

 dreamed of by the white man, and in his underground 

 nest was stored the only honey made in honey-flowing 

 California for millenniums. 



" I will follow thee alone, 

 Thou animated torrid zone I 

 Zigzag steerer, desert cheerer, 

 Let me chase thy waving lines ; 

 Keep me nearer, me thy hearer. 

 Singing over shrubs and vines." 



The Humble Bee : Emerson. 



