ENEMIES OF BEES. 
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While freely admitting that the old plan of killing the 
bees has, in the hands of the ignorant, met with the best 
success, I am persuaded that a more humane and enlight 
cried system can be made much more profitable. The use 
of movable frames permitting, as they do, the weakest 
stocks to be strengthened or united to others, will, I trust, 
in due time, introduce the happy era when the following 
epitaph, taken from a German work, might properly be 
placed over every pit of brimstoned bees :* 
HERE RESTS, 
CUT OFF FROM USEFUL LABOR, 
A COLONY OF 
INDUSTRIOUS BEES, 
BASELY MURDERED 
BY ITS 
UNGRATEFUL AND IGNORANT 
OWNER. 
To the epitaph should be appended Thompson’s verses • 
“ Ah, see, where robbed and murdered in that pit, 
Lies the still heaving hive! at evening snatched, 
Beneath the cloud of guilt-concealing night, 
And fixed o’er sulphur! while, not dreaming ill, 
The happy people, in their waxen cells, 
Sat tending public cares. 
Sudden, the dark, oppressive steam ascends, 
And, used to milder scents, the tender race, 
By thousands, tumble from their honied dome 
Into a gulf of blue sulphureous flame!” 
The following letter, on the first appearance of the 
bee-moth in this country, from Dr. Jared P. Kirtland, of 
puying a large sum for an infallible life-preserving secret, bo had been tnrned off 
with tho truism that, to live forever, one must keep well! 
* Killing bees for their honey was, unquestionably, an Invention of tho dark 
ages, when the human family had lost — in Apiarian pursuits as well as in otbei 
things—the skill of former ages. In the times of Aristotle, Varro, Columella, and 
'“liny, such a narbarous practice did not exist. Tho old cultivators took only what 
their boos could spare, killing no stocks, except such as were feeble or diseased. 
