The Life of the Bee 
have maintained, that the bees recognise 
their master; nor have they any fear of 
man; but at the smell of the smoke, at 
the large slow gestures that traverse their 
dwellings without threatening them, they 
imagine that this is not the attack of an 
enemy against whom defence is pos- 
sible, but that it is a force or a natural 
catastrophe whereto they do well to 
submit. 
Instead of vainly struggling, therefore, 
they do what they can to safeguard the 
future ; and, obeying a foresight that for 
once is in error, they fly to their reserves 
of honey, into which they eagerly dip in 
order to possess within themselves the 
wherewithal to start a new city, immedi- 
ately and no matter where, should the 
ancient one be destroyed or they be 
compelled to forsake it. 
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