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box and crate would soon make the grades of honey 

 and my name and place familiar, and so would se- 

 cure me a ready market at good prices. To hit 

 upon a good name for my apiary was not so easy as 

 it had been to give suitable names to the grades of 

 honey. The name must be short, and suggestive 

 of the business, and yet not so strongly suggestive 

 as to be in bad taste. " Maplegrove," " Linden- 

 wald," " Linnswick," " Clovernook," " Cloverfield," 

 all these were good, sufficiently suggestive, yet not 

 too much so. I called a family council to choose 

 from among these the name of our home. To use 

 a good Quaker phrase, the spirit moved us to agree 

 upon " Linnswick." Then I went to Howard and 

 procured properly printed labels for boxes and 

 crates. 



Then packing was begun. First upon one side 

 of each box was neatly pasted a label, setting forth 

 that it contained white-clover honey, or whatever 

 kind, made by Italian bees, in Linnswick Apiary, 

 near Howard City, Michigan ; John Allen, pro- 

 prietor. Sixteen of these boxes were then packed 

 in a crate, just filling it, and showing the beautiful 

 honey through the glass in the sides, the lid was 

 screwed on, and then a large label having the same 

 statement was put on each end. As fast as ready 

 the crates were piled on the barn floor ready for 

 loading on the wagons, to be taken to Howard. 



