Buzz a buzz, or, The bees

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Title:
Buzz a buzz, or, The bees done freely into English
Uniform Title:
Schnurrdiburr
Portion of title:
Bees
Physical Description:
iv p., 1, 72 leaves, 10 p. : ill. ; 22 cm.
Language:
English
Creator:
Busch, Wilhelm, 1832-1908
Cotton, William Charles, 1813-1879 ( Translator , Author of introduction )
Griffith and Farran ( Publisher )
Phillipson & Golder ( Publisher )
Publisher:
Griffith & Farran
Phillipson & Golder
Place of Publication:
London
Chester
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Subjects / Keywords:
Wit and humor, Pictorial   ( lcsh )
Bees -- Juvenile poetry   ( lcsh )
Children's poetry   ( lcsh )
Children's poetry -- 1872   ( lcsh )
Bldn -- 1872
Genre:
Children's poetry   ( lcsh )
poetry   ( marcgt )
Spatial Coverage:
England -- London
England -- Chester

Notes

Citation/Reference:
Osborne Coll.
Citation/Reference:
BM
Statement of Responsibility:
by the author of My bee book ; from the German of Wilhelm Busch.
General Note:
Translation of Busch's Schnurrdiburr, first published in Munich in 1869.
General Note:
Translator's preface signed W.C.C. i.e. William Charles Cotton and dated September, 1872.
Funding:
Preservation and Access for American and British Children's Literature, 1870-1889 (NEH PA-50860-00).

Record Information

Source Institution:
University of Florida
Holding Location:
Baldwin Library of Historical Children's Literature in the Department of Special Collections and Area Studies, George A. Smathers Libraries, University of Florida
Rights Management:
All rights reserved, Board of Trustees of the University of Florida.
Resource Identifier:
aleph - 002223172
notis - ALG3420
oclc - 13745531
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UF00026295:00001

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S refatctEXPLANATORYI must say a few words in explanation of the somewhatnovel form which my new Bee Book has taken andwhich doubtless will be a surprise to the many Bee Friendswho are waiting with exemplary patience for the secondedition of my original Bee Book soon about to appearafter an interval of thirty years from the publication ofthe first editionI happened last year to be at the Cologne Stationwaiting for the train and employed my spare time in lookingover the book stall for something to read on my way toAix la Chapelle The stall was covered with books aboutthe late War I had returned from a visit to the BattleFields of 1870 and was sick of the subject I wanted something of a more peaceful nature and I was turning awaywithout making a purchase when a book met my eye entitledSchnurrdiburr What that might mean I knew not but thesecond title oder die Bienen was intelligible and had attraction enough for me I opened it and saw it was profuselyillustrated with very comical cuts I paid my Thaler andcarried away my prizeThe cuts are reproduced in the book which my readershave in their hands The verses were written up to thepictures rather than translated from the German text foralas my German is very limited enough for travelling


ivpurposes but hardly enough to enable me to read a BeeBook either serious or comicalRIDENTEM DICERE VERUM QUID VETATThere is much truth lying hid under these comicalstories still more in the illustrations and the notes whichI have appended may be found useful even by serious BeeMastersI promise my readers that they shall have the secondedition of MY BEE BOOK as perfect as I can make itand with as little delay as possibleI trust it may be much nearer perfection than the firstedition published under great difficulties could be and Ihope it may have as many purchasers as this its forerunnerW C 0Frodsham CheshireSeptember 1872


PreludeHail Muse etc Bring me PeggyMy antient steed now somewhat leggyNot him who on Parnassus greenErst fed and drank of HippocreneBut such as to supply the tradeAt Nuremburg by scores are madeI mount him and will now inditeA Bee book for my own delightI ll sing of Johnny Dull his pigMade by his bees exceeding bigAnd of his daughter fair ChristineOf her queer lover Dicky DeanAnd of his nephew rogue EugeneOf honey robbers I will tellAnd bears and bull frogs ghosts as wellAll which my readers may discoverWho con this true tale ten times overOr make ten other Bee Friends buy itFor three and six I can supply it


Fytte I Bee Life11 X X X x X 6Sx xAll hail thou lovely month of MayWith parti coloured flowers gayAnd hail to you my darling BeesMuch wealth you gain on days like theseFrom morn to eve a humming soundAbout the bee house circles roundThe sentinels in armour brightKeep watch and ward throughout the nightAnd drive away constrained by oathThe mice and toads and Death s head moth1


Bee Life 2At early dawn tis quite a treatTo see them work they are so neatSome clean their house with brooms and mopsAnd o thers empty out the slopsThe architects by rule and lineTheir future cells with skill defineThe ever toiling workers theseMeanwhile the Queen she takes her easeSole mother of the winged nationHer only work is propagation1


Bee Life 3The egg she lays the nurses hatchThat egg and in the cradle watchThe babe to swaddle and prepareThe pap boat is their constant careOAll day in regal state the QueenEncircled by her court is seenTheir backs they never rudely turnGood manners they by instinct learn


Bee Life 4And when night comes she goes to bedAnd on the pillow lays her headWhilst by her side her faithful droneProfoundly snores for they are oneThey send for letters ere they riseFor just at ten they ope their eyes


Bee LifeThe post office is in a flowerWhich opens at a certain hourMiss Crocus keeps it fresh and fairThe tresses of her flowing hairThey glitter like the purest goldAnd by her saffron cakes are soldNear is the pothouse where both grogIs served to Bumble Bees and progAnd when the Bumble Bees get groggyTheir intellect like men s is foggy


Bee Life 6On rose leaves they their letters writeHere s one they either wrote or mightGreat Queen we hope you ll swarm to dayFor is a lovely first of MayThe messenger this letter takesAnd eke a store of saffron cakes


Bee Life 7The Drones they neither work nor canDo aught but sleep on a divanAnd smoke their pipes through all the dayChibouks these love and those a claySuch is their life who would not beA happy little worker BeeA Queen s too high for me a DroneSuch laziness I let alone


Fytte II The PigNow Johnny Dull had once a pigT was far from fat its bones were bigTo scratch his hide with all his mightWas this poor piggie s sole delightOnce on a time it so fell outHe in the garden roamed aboutHe chanced to have an itching moodThe bee house quite convenient stood


The Pig 9His hide he scratched the bees rushed outAnd stung him well from tail to snoutUgh Ugh Ugh Ugh poor piggie criedFeeling these daggers pierce his hideJohn Dull who heard the awful clatterSaid Bless the pig why what s the matter2


The Pig 10He came he saw his porker thatWas erst all lean was now all fatIt chanced a pig jobber that wayWas passing by he stopped to sayHow much friend Dull for that fat pigJust ten pounds ten for he is bigDone done again the bargain s struckJohn Dull he found himself in luck2


Bee SongAnd blest his bees and in their praiseHe chanted forth these jocund laysFly forth dear Bees tis morn fly forthTo South to North to West to EastAnd cull from every fragrant flowerA honied feastFly Home dear Bees tis Eve fly homeFrom North from South from East from WestStore in your cells your luscious spoilS And sweetly rest


Swarm Watching 12The air is clear the day is warmJohn Dull sits watching for a swarmWhat s this he thought while I ve been talkingMy bees are all prepared for walkingStaves in their hands and on his backEach carries his provision packHe strains his sight into the holeThey ll swarm to day upon my soulHis brain swims round his eyes feel heavyHe sees no more the increasing levee


Swarm Watching 13His nose as down and down it dropsHis half used pipe of bacca stopsBuzz buzz Hum hum a joyful soundEchoes the teeming hive aroundAll gather at the trumpet s clangTo hear their noble Queen s harangue


The Queen s Speech 14Up children up to swarm prepareThe honey thief sits stinking thereAnd we who love the scent of rosesHave stale tobacco in our nosesWe toil we sweat from early MayTo lay up for a rainy dayOur cells we fill and at the FallHe sulphers us and takes it allSo let us one and all derideThis honey thief this Bee i cideUp children up to swarm prepareWhilst Master Dull sits snoring thereA devil he upon my trothBuzz buzz Hum Hum The swarm is off


The Queen s Flight 150nil


Fytte HI The RivalsNothing like soup is still the cryIn each well ordered familySo on Christine the duty fellTo cull the herbs they love so wellAnd every morn the charming maidWithin her father s garden strayedParsley to pluck wherewith to makeThe soup which they at noon should takeHer father s garden marched I weenWith that of Mr Richard DeanA school master by trade was heAnd she esteemed him maidenlyBut by degrees within her soulA softer tenderer passion stoleLove full of joy and full of sorrowSunshine to day and storm to morrowLove may forget a parsley bedAnd dream of golden flowers instead


The Rivals 17And so the maiden stooped to cull aCrocus and an auriculaThese flowers together bound she placedJust lhalf a foot above her waistThen sat her down beneath the shadeAnd thought about him happy maid3


The Rivals 18Now Mr Dull a nephew hadA most audacious awkward ladSome fifteen summers he had seenAnd still was very very greenChristine he eyed and with desireHe felt his little soul on fireWith cat like pace behind the wallHe crept he was not near as tall3o


The Rivals 19Leapt up and from the affrighted MissRavished the much desired kissStop little monster and a whackDescended on his upturned backThe place I cannot more defineWithin the limits of a lineSide I should add but wherefore tellWhat every school boy knows so wellDick Dean so roundly plied the stickThat rogue Eugene skedaddled quick


The Rivals 20Then Richard raised the fainting maidAnd many a tender thing he saidHer chin he chucked his arm he placedAbout her little taper waistHer flowers admired and begged them tooChristine she knew not what to do


The Rivals 21But blushed assent the flowers he tookAnd thanked her with an ardent lookSweets are repaid by sweets I wissHe said and he too had a kiss


The Rivals 22Adieu and au revoir to nightPray let us meet my heart s delightBehind your father s Bee house whenThe Church clock shall have sounded tenEugene still smarting with the caneHis heart on fire with jealous painN rfO erheard the place of assignationAnd crept out from his hidden stationRushed to the Bee house found John DullAsleep and snoring like a bullWake Uncle wake in startling toneHe shouted for your swarm is gone


Fytte IV The SwarmJohn Dull awakened from his slumberObserved his stock s diminished numberHis apple trees he searched and foundThe swarm some ten feet from the groundGot his bee dress his hive and ladderNo Bee master was ever gladder


The Swarm 24Mounted and without any tripGot all the bees within the skipViWell done I have them as he spokeThe ladder s top most rung it broke


The Swarm 25Crack Crack and as I hope to thriveThe same befel the other fiverThe bees rush forth and quit the hive4


The Swarm 26John on his knees and free from harmMarked well the disappearing swarmTwo boys were making pies of dirtClose by and playing with a squirtThey squirted at the bees to stop emSquirted in vain they could not drop em4


The Swarm 27Old Sally met them with her mopAnd Sammy trumpeted stop stopNBut not a sound these flyers reached


The Swarm 28A Sweep upon the chimney topShowered soot upon them and cried StopWhen they had cleared the churches roofSam Dutton put his gun to proof


The Swarm 29John Dull came panting up behindAnd could no other stopper findHe stamped and swore and scratched his headA pretty dance I have been ledConfound the bees I ve got a warmingSome way I ll find to stop their swarmingA hive I ll build as big as twoSold by Mancubrian P tt gr w


Fytte V The Patent Monster HiveAdverse events reveal the real manSo Horace wrote refute this truth who canAnd John Dull to its full completion wroughtThe inspiration of his sudden thoughtRoom for the swarm This is great Nature s lawAnd so he built two monstrous hives of strawGood morning neighbour from across the fenceCried out Dick Dean May I without offence


The Patent Monster Hive 31Ask what your making Why these blessed beesI find them creatures plaguey hard to pleasePlaguey dont say so they re a real pleasureI love to watch them when I have the leisureBesides each scholar knows in antient daysHow Maro sung his little darlings praiseAnd when the Roman legions brought alarmTo every inmate of his Mantuan farmSmiling he stood amidst his winged hostThe mailed warriors fled and left him at his postAll this I know Beekeeping would be charmingIf there was never such a thing as swarmingBut grubs my friend your bees are sure to breedSwarms come from grubs as corn crops come from seedGrubs you must have and when your swarming s doneTwo hives you ll find where erst you had but oneBother the grubs I know a better wayMy patent monster hives they are the things to pay


Vision of Virgil 32ItIiSAd2P 1111I 4


Fytte VI The BearEugene would often take his lunchOf dry black bread a monstrous hunchInto a wood ere he got through itHe wished he d some nice honey to itWhen all at once it chanced a beeHe saw creep up a hollow treeAnother came then two and threeHurrah there s honey here for meEugene exclaimed No more I ll eatThis nasty bread but have a treatHoney for ever up he clombTo the trees fork the honey combHe saw below him in the beechHollowed by age beyond his reach5


The Bear 34His hold he missed and sad to tellDown midst the honey combs he fellInto the cakes his boots went crushAs though it were mere muddy slush5


The Bear 35iHoney he found but every school boy knowsHe cannot eat his sweetmeats with his clothesAnother Bee Hunter that wayOne Mister Bruin chanced to strayA dancing Bear by trade was heBut fond of honey certainly


The Bear 36If I smell right here s honey combHe said or thought then upwards clombEugene below half dead with fearSaw the bears hinder s drawing near


The Bear 37With both hands gripped him tight and had aiMount upwards by this living ladderSure never little lad was gladder


The Bear 38Meanwhile John Dull a spying roundThe self same honey tree had foundUp to the fork himself he rearedWhen Bruin s ugly mug appearedAugh back he fell through utter frightClose to his tail did Braun alightAnd by Braun s heels Braun s parasite


The Bear 39Braun seized John Dull with either clawJust as himself was seized beforeJohn pulling out his hunting knifeCut off his tail to save his life


The Bear 40Sam Dutton here did interveenTo shoot that grizzly bear I meanBut Braun was nowhere to be seenEarly next morn came sawyers twoAnd sawed the Honey tree right through


The Bear 41There stuck the boots of young EugeneHe drew them out and licked them cleanSuch blacking ne er before was seenWhile John Dull from the luscious storeFilled twenty honey pots or more6


Fytte VII The FrogrThe appetite with eating growsThis truth my little story showsFor many a day the rogue EugeneTo John Dull s bee hives creeps unseenSmokes them Puff Puff then boldly takesThe much desired honey cakesQWhen lo one day the angry swarmOut on him rushed the day was warm6


The Frug 43They covered him from top to toeBehind before above belowThey buzzed they crawled they stung him OhiEugene half stifled for his noseAnd mouth were covered like his clothesRushed to the nearest water pitAnd took a header into itRose through the Bee besprinkled foamAnd ran all dripping to his home


The Frog 44Felt quite unwell The doctor cameAnd to his illness gave a nameBy aid of careful auscultationAnd thinking on his late natationI think I think that I deskiverA frog within this dear boy s liver


The Frog 45I ll get him up A bee he tookImpaled it on a fishing hookPlayed it within his open jawsA bite and up the frog he draws


The Frog 46WIFrog to the open window tookAnd cut the line close by the hookFrog to the pool rejoicing hoppedAnd plump into the water droppedThen chanted his Batrachian layQuite in th Artistophanic wayBrekekekek coax coaxCoax coax Brekekekek


Fytte VIII The GhostForbidden fruit is sweet they sayAnd so its gathered every dayAnd should this fruit be sweet beforeForbid it and tis ten times moreEugene oft coveted the potOf honey that John Dull had gotPlaced on the shelf above his headFor safety when he went to bed


The Ghost 48John slept John snored then ope d his eyesAnd stared about him with surpriseWhat s this I see come crawling onSure tis a strange phenomenon


The Ghost 49A winged beast with tail and clawsOn his four feet which end in pawsWith stealthy pace on on it crawledJohn turned upon his face and bawled7


The Ghost 50John s hair as this strange beast drew nearHis night cap raised for very fearOn its hind legs itself it rearedAs it its squalling master neared7


The Ghost 51Nearer still nearer till he gotiiThe much desired honey pot


The Ghost 52Turns tail and runs whilst Johnnie sitsBolt up divested of his witsA pearly drop on every hairHangs pendant not from heat but fear


The Ghost 53AEugene his garret sought and thereAte honey like his friend the bearThe pot he emptied mighty soonUsing his paws intead of spoonFytte IX The Honey ThiefThe flowers which Christine culled at mornAt eve were withered and forlorn


The Honey Thief 54These withered flowers Dick sadly tookAnd placed them in his music bookThen put the book upon the tableAnd pressed the best that he was ableThe pressed flowers took a wondrous shapeWhich seemed the human form to apeAnd in these specimens ChristineIs imaged and her Dicky Dean


The Honey Thief 55Ten sounded from the old church towerBefore the last stroke of the hourClose by the bee house Richard DeanHis last new coat on might be seenChristine arrayed in all her charmsWas there and rushed into his armsHist what s that sound alack alackA thief with crotchet at his backA Honey thief ill may he thrive


The Honey Thief 56Each crept into a monster hiveThe thief peered round This will I takeThis big one will my fortune make


The Honey Thief 57Then hoisted Dicky hive and allUpon his back so lean so tallHalt shouted Dicky and the headOf his strange monture bonneted8


The Honey ThiefHeld him down tight and with a stickPassed twixt his legs secured him quickAnd Christine what must she have feltWhile Bruin round about her smeltOut of the hive she softly stole8


The Honey Thief 59In crept the bear and through the holeAt the hive s top he poked his noseChristine her ready courage showsShe through his nose ring passed a stickWhich from the ground she happed to pick


The Honey Thief 60Poor Bruin rolled upon his backAnd grunted out alas alackSo after all these strange alarmsAgain Dick rushed into her arms


The Honey Thief 61John Dull by chance came strolling byHis hives upset first met his eyeHe saw they both were tenantedAmazed he looked then scratched his headPeered all around espied ChristineAnd her own true love Dicky DeanBehind the bee house they were placedAnd Dicky s arm was round her waist


The Honey Thief 62Come here he cried you little chitI understand it not a bitUpon their knees they both fell downAnd the whole mystery made knownBless you my Christine Dick I blessWith stores of wedded happiness


The Honey Thief 63Then came the dramatis personaeThe tall the short the fat the bonySam Dutton thought to get a shotNow Bruin could no longer trotBut Sally interposed her mopAnd to his shooting put a stop


The Honey Thief 64The night watch came and twixt them boreThe skewer d thief to the prison doorAlAnd came the bear leader as wellAnd took poor Bruin to his cell


The Honey Thief 65Sam with his trumpet blew a rallyAnd Hip Hurrah cried ancient SallyLong live both empty hives and fullLong live Dick Dean and Johnny Dull9


Fytte X The Queen Bee s FeteThe night is warm and many a noseUpturned is snoring in reposeWhilst every tree and every flowerRejoices in that witching hourAnd o er John Dull his garden bedsThe moon her gentle influence sheds9


The Queen Bee s Fete 67Tis May the first the Queen bee s feteAnd she in all her regal stateBeneath her fairy hall of rosesWith her beloved drone reposesShe nods a sign the bombardierAwakes the echoes far and near


The Queen Bee s Fete 68Whilst tinkle tinkle clang cling bangThe Court musicians strain out rangThe fly he blows the shrill trompetteThe gnat the softer clarionetteThe grasshopper a fiddler heThe drummer is the bumble beeThe Willow beetle such a swellWith young Sabina waltzes well


The Queen Bee s Fete 69Liz too and Kitty have their swainsWho one and all are taking painsTo make themselves agreeableEach to his own peculiar belleThe Stag Beetle that beau preciseRegales his partner with an ice


The Queen Bee s Fete 70The Moon upon the Apple TreeSurveys well pleased the revelryTwo cockchafers soon quit the danceThey cannot bear the piercing glanceOf their fair partners see them setWithin a private cabinetThey smoke they sing they drink untilTheir little polished paunch they fill


The Queen Bee s Fete 71Their homes they cannot find alasThey tumble backward on the grassTo whit To whoo policeman OwlThe wisest of all feathered fowlHoots out why here s a precious goDrunk and incapable ho hoSo come along I know you wellHe said and drove them to his cellWere they discharged No never moreThat cell it was an abattoirThe owl supped on the elder BrotherAnd for his breakfast ate the otherSo you who think a dance divineMind never take excess of wine


The Queen Bee s Fete 727The Evening star went flicker flickOver the bedroom candlestickAnd round its silver radiance shedTo light the sleepy moon to bedI ve done I doff my riding gearAnd order Pegasus HIS BEER


APIARIAN CLASSICAL POETICAL AND NONDESCRIPTPRELUDEHAIL MUSE c An Invocation to the Muses both terse and expressivePossibly not quite original as I have a dim recollection that acertain obscure poet called Byron whose works are now well nighforgotten made use of itPEGGY A name dear to the writer as that of the first pony whichhe ever had of his very own the gift of a kind Godfather ofa different sex indeed from Pegasus There is therefore somehopes that the breed may have been preserved but as far as myexperience goes I may regretfully sayQuando ullam inveniam paremI have alas grown stout and it requires a strong cob to carrytwenty stone and go lively under it as well Such a mount fetchesa long price which does not suit a short purse and such Godfathers alas abierunt ad plures their successors give no such giftsto their GodchildrenPARNASSUS GnEENrs Not at all the same sort of place as PaddingtonGreen The latter is now familiarly haunted by our Comic songwriters those most dolorous of all funny men Parnassus Greenstands from the necessity of rhyme for Green ParnassusHIPPOCRENE The first horse drinking fountain and produced moreoverby a stamp of Peggy s hoof This would be a good subject for adrinking fountain of the present day I make a present of the ideato any young sculptor who has a commission from one of ourmerchant princes and is hard up for a subject The most approved receipt for developing a poetic temperament was to sleepon Parnassus and drink of Hippocrene in the morn Persius has it


Non fonte labra prolui caballinoNec in bicipiti somniasse ParnassoMemini ut repente sic poeta prodiremNo more have I and perhaps some of my readers may say that Ishould have done better had I waited for a sleep on Parnassus anda drink of Hippocrene before I began to write All I can say is Ihope to take one next year if I visit GreeceFYTTE I Page 1 7 The fun of this first Fytte will be real nuts toevery Bee master The whole economy of a Hive is viewed from ahuman stand point The sentinels watching with their own stingsin their hands as lances the early labours of the chamber andhouse maids the architects setting out the day s work the swaddlingclothes and pap boat for the Grub Royal the State of the Queenthe idleness of the drones all is well told at least in the wood cutsPIG IN THE GARDEN STRAYED ABOUT Page 8 A very improperplace for Pig to take his constitutional walk The wicket gatewhich leads to your Hives should be always properly secured orresults very different from the fattening of a pig may be producedFor what is possible though not very probable see one of the earlychapters of Maryatt s Mr Midshipman EasyW AS ERST ALl LEAN WAS NOW ALL FAT Page 10 The alterationof the animal tissue in consequence of a sting is very wonderfulit is certainlj not fat which is deposited So that this method ofgetting Bacon Pigs ready for market though it would save cornwould not be satisfactory to the Bacon Curer when he puts hisflitches in salt still less to the cook when frying a rasherPFLY FORTH DEAR BEES TIS MORN FLY FORTH Page 11 I shallbe obliged to any one of my many friends skilled in Musical Composition if they will set this original Bee song The prelude andrefrain offer a fine opportunity for a Buzz a Buzz effect On receiptof a satisfactory production I will forward to the Composer a boundcopy of Buzz a Buzz with the translator s autograph InestimablerewardJOHN DULL SITS WAITING FOR A SwARM Page 11 as I have done formany an hour and lost the swarm after all John Dull drops asleepwhilst watching I have often ceased watching just as the swarmwas about to rise The Bees choose their own time which is notalways that which the Bee master would for them But the whole


subject of swarming and how to regulate it or prevent it willbe fully treated of in the forthcoming second edition of My BeeBookTHIS HONEY THIEF THIS BEE I CIDE Page 14 This latter word isthe invention of the learned Doctor Cumming the Times Beemaster See a most stunning article on his Bee Book in the Saturday Review the second or third number for December 1864 Theproverbial thickness of a Scotchman s skin can alone have preserved him from dying from the effects of this stinging articleDocte Commenas utriusque linquce say ICULL A CROCUS AND AN AURICULA Page 17 The last word wasindeed a difficult one to hitch into rhyme It has however beenI think successfully overcome I might have added another lineand made a tripletFlowers which her Richard loved particularbut I had compassion on the ears of my readersTHE PLACE I CANNOT MORE DEFINEWITHIN THE LIMITS OF A LINE Page 19I well remember when an Eton boy walking in the playing fieldswith a late revered and beloved prelate then a Fellow of Etonwhose memory is dear to every Etonian who knew him as that of akind friend and finished scholar such as alas seem extinct in thesedegenerate days He was living in a picturesque old house TheWarf now destroyed that his two sons then at Eton mightstill have the benefit of home associations His daughters and theirFrench governess accompanied us in this well remembered strollMademoiselle was very curious as to how the Eton boys were punished She wanted all the details and asked if they were whippedon their backs The question made us all look foolish but Dr Lwith a twinkle of his eyes which marked his appreciation of thesituation answered A little lower down Mademoiselle a littlelower downFETCHED HIS BEE DRESS HIS HIVE HIS LADDER Page 23 A veritable Guy Mr Dull looks in his defensive armour A simpler andequally efficient dress may be made of a black net bag largeenough to be drawn over a straw or felt hat with a brim sufficiently wide to keep the net away from the prominent organ the


nose and long enough to be buttoned into the Bee master s coatA couple of elastic bands round the wrists will prevent the Beescrawling up his sleeves the same round the ancles will securethe most timorous Bee master A Lady s dress I cannot pretendto regulate See My Bee Book where many instances of theeffect of stings are given When swarming Bees are particularlygentle and never sting except when some are crushed A trueBee master will despise such defensive armour but trust rather tohis gentleness and knowledge of the habits of his Bees for hisimmunity from stings Should he be stung nevertheless in spite ofall precautions let him instantly extract the sting and apply a dropof honey to the place This will immediately allay the smartingpain and the swelling except in certain places as the eye or lipbe trifling Eau de Luce as it is commonly called that is strongammonia is another excellent remedy a small bottle should bekept in every apiary in the box of needments But above alllet the Bee master eschew gloves specially when delicate operationsare to be performed A cat might as soon expect to catch micein mittens as a Bee master to capture a Queen with hands encasedin and fingers stiffened by thick woollen gloves as recommendedby someSOME WAY I LL FIND TO STOP THIS SWARMING Page 29 It is not tobe done by monster hives or ventilation or by adding supers Ifthe Bees will swarm they will They are a stiff necked generation and know their own business at least they think so betterthan we men can teach it them Our objects however are slightlydifferent Their s to propagate and preserve their species ours tosecure the maximum amount of honey in any given locality Ihave known a swarm sent forth from a Ruche a l air libre a FrenchHive which I worked in New Zealand The Combs and Bees wereentirely exposed to the external air which was not then particularly warm But a swarm was ready to go so off they went Forfull particulars of this remarkable instance see My Bee Booksecond edition To regulate not to prevent swarming should bethe Bee master s aim More of this hereafter I here give bythe kindness of Mr Alfred Neighbour illustrations of the sortof hive by which alone this can be accomplished viz the BarFrame hive Originally of German invention it with various modifications has been widely adopted both on the Continent and inAmerica and every Bee master in England who claims the title ofscientific would do well to supply himself at once Each honeycomb it will be seen is built in a separate bar frame like a picture


They are ranged to the number of 9 11 or 13 in a strong boxand each is both moveable and interchangeable with those of anyother hive Swarming may be checked in any particular stockby cutting out the Queen Cells The great production of dronescan be regulated by limiting the amount of drone cell in anyhive and altogether prevented by removing it all from a stockhive about the purity of whose strain there is the least doubtwhilst again it may be encouraged in a pure blooded stock hiveby inserting at the proper time an additional bar containing dronecomb Any man handy with tools may make them for himself atthe cost of the materials and they will last a lifetime I can supply


my friends with as many as they require at half a guinea for whichthey pay double or treble in the shops whilst those who think nothingcan be good except it is high priced and do not like the trouble ofmaking their own hives may go to any cost they like The precedingwoodcut represents a hive on this principle but with certain modifications which may be obtained of Mr Neighbour 149 Regentstreet and will suit the class of Bee keepers last mentioned MrNeighbour has I may mention made arrangements for supplyingLigurian Queens of the greatest purityA DANCING BEAR BY TRADE WAS HEAND HONEY LOVED EXCEEDINGLY Page 35This Bar story is an addition to and improvement on one which Irecollect to have read in some American publication A man whohad dropped into a hollow tree is hoisted up by the same livingladder He if I remember rightly grasped the hinders of the Bearwith one hand and with the other prodded him with his Bowieknife so as to change his descending into an ascending motionHONEY CAKES The French use the word Gateaux I wish the nameHoney Cakes were universally adopted by Bee masters It wouldsupply a meaning which the word comb does not at all A honeycomb may be as dry as dust whilst the honey cake places beforethe eyes of the imagination a full comb well sealed over with hereand there a drop of clear honey oozing out as a sample of thestore within Perfectly sealed honey cakes may be kept withoutdeterioration through the winter by wrapping them up separatelyin clean writing paper and then packing them away in a tin eachcake being placed as it stood in the hive If Bar Frame Hivesare used the cakes should not be cut away from the frame tillwanted they should be stored away in some close box fitted toreceive them9AND COVER HIM FROM TOP TO TOE Page 43 Bee literature containsmany instances of persons having been completely enveloped in aswarm of Bees who by remaining perfectly still did not receive asingle sting Old Thorley in his MAto o o AoyOa tells the storyof his maid servant being so covered ia a manner very quaint andcharming Perfect quiet under these circumstances is essential to andwill secure safety whilst any thing which can enrage 20 000soldiers armed with a poisoned dart may lead to fatal resultsSince I wrote the above a story has appeared in the newspapersand is I fear a true one as names dates and places are given of


a sting having been fatal to a lady accustomed to the managementof bees Any person who has this idiosyncrasy had better give beesa wide berthI DESKIVER Page 44 There was evidently a taste of Milesianblood in this learned doctor Tis fortunate that it was so fordiscover and liver would not rhymeBREKEKEKEEX COAX COAXCOAX COAX BREKEKEKEX Page 46Is the refrain of the well known chorus in the Frogs of Aristophanes Any one with an accurate ear who has been so happyas to assist at a chorus of Bull Frogs in full song in the sweetspring tide sacred to love and melody must have felt how accurately the great Comic Poet noted down their song I do not believethat in the two thousand years which have elapsed since that timethere has been a single note altered in their love ditty I havenever been in Greece and so cannot testify to the musical powers ofthe Frogs of Boeotia but I have had that pleasure both in Spain andin the neighbourhood of Constantinople in both instances under veryfavourable circumstances which I will relate In June 1855 duringthe Crimean war I was at Constantinople the guest of Lord Napierthen Chief Secretary to the British Embassy in that city He wasresiding at that lovely place Therapia the summer retreat of ourAmbassador and his suite I had pitched my little tent in a grassmeadow close to Lord Napier s snug house His hospitality by daywas unbounded but straitened as he was for room by night he wasnot sorry to entertain a guest who delighted in camping out andbrought with him the means of doing so Not fifty yards from mytent was a dark stagnant pool overshadowed by trees and everynight and all night long the Bull frogs from their reedy habitations sang Brekekekex Coax Coax whilst above the water and inand out of the dark shadows of the trees the fire flies flickeredabout in their ever varying gambols It was as though Taglioni resplendent with Jewels had been dancing her very best to the strainsof a Scotch bag pipe Again I was in the noble town of Sevilleat Easter 1867 twelve years later during which time I had beenhard at work in England and no holiday had seen so by thattime I needed one Not a hundred yards from the glorious Cathedral behind the Alcazar the old Palace of the Moors is a largeorange garden and in the midst of it a square tank of Moorish workused for irrigation The garden was tenanted by a widow womanwho owned a dozen or so magnificent stall fed milch cows and


thither I resorted early every morning after visiting the Cathedralfor the sake of a glass of new milk and a lesson in Spanish fromher two little daughters aged respectively nine and ten Incarnacion the last c pronounced th and Salud Commend me to twochattering little girls when their shyness has once worn off as thebest teachers of a new language One glorious morning I wassitting on the edge of the aforesaid tank inhaling the deliciousperfume of the orange blossoms when a Frog struck up hisBrekekekex Coax Coax from the still water and at the same timethe air was resonant with the sweet song of the Nightingale Ipride myself on knowing somewhat of the languages of BirdsBeasts and Fishes No they are mutum pecus but let us say BullFrogs so I listened attentively and found the Nightingale and BullFrog were each of them serenading his own wife arboreal andaquatic Each wife thought her husband the very best singer inthe world that not a note of his song could be altered for thebetter and both Nightingale and Bull Frog thought the other singera bore I noted down the whole of this musical contest at the timeIt is quite in the way of one of Virgil s Amceboean Bucolics NotCorydon and Thyrsis but Batrachos and Philomela were contendingfor the prize It is too long to insert here but may be had of my publishers under the title of Bull Frog and Nightingale an Apologueprice 6d But the sum of the whole matter is this I do notbelieve pace Darwinii nostri dicatur that natural selection andconjugal preference has had the effect of altering or improving theNightingale s song in the last two thousand years It could not belouder or better and I trust may last my time unchanged whilst onthe evidence of Aristophanes chorus we know that Bull Frogs thenas now sang Brekekekex Coax Coax and that song onlyTHE IHONEY PoT Page 47 52 This Fytte comical as it is in itself isparticularly valuable as instructing the untravelled Britisher in thepeculiarities of a German bedstead far too short for all who havenot by some Procrustcean process been reduced to the normal heightof five feet no inches the upper sheet sown to the coverlidwith no possibility of tucking it in and liable to fall off the sleeperaltogether No blankets but a mountain of feather bed piled abovewhich either stifles you in summer or rolling off leaves you tofreeze in the winter Yet in such a bed as this what wonderfulpositions Mr Dull managed to assume under the influence of fearImitate him my gentle reader if you are still young and activeand then you will appreciate his contortions


A HONEY THIEF ILL MAY HE THRIVE Page 55 Every Bee keeperwill echo this wish I know no sight more piteous than an apiarythe night after it has been plundered Light Hives upset and lyingwith the combs all broken on the ground The Bees craavling aboutin wild confusion around their violated homes lately so neat andnow the very picture of desolation In vain they attempt to repairthe damage which the spoiler s hand has created whilst the standswhere the heavy stocks stood the evening before are one and all tenantless Many devices to protect Hives from robbers have been triedWooden boxes are tightly screwed to the bottom board from belowwhilst the bottom board itself is strongly bolted to the stand Thiswill indeed protect a hive from anything but a powerful crow barBut the remedy is worse than the disease as it prevents your everchanging or cleaning the bottom board and is in many waysinconvenient The best preservative I can think of is to have asavage dog savage to all but his master with a strong chain notfastened to his kennel but ending in an iron ring which can slidealong a small pole placed horizontally about a foot from the groundin front of the Hives I have seen this mode of defence adoptedin Germany for the protection of the valuable Leech ponds whichare there fattened for the market It answers for the defence ofLeeches and if so why not for BeesMANY A NOSE UPTURNED WAS SNORING IN REPOSE Page 66My readers will doubtless remember as I confess to have donewhen penning the above line the opening of Southey s Thalabaand the inimitable parody thereof in the Rejected AddressesWhen a thing has been done excellently well it is folly to againattempt the same with a certainty of failure before our eyes Weverse makers do not steal from each other we are all one brotherhood and Corbies nae pike out corbies e en But we convey conveysthe word says glorious WillAND BETWEEN THEM BORETHE FELON TO THE PRISON DOOR Page 66This mode of removing a captive would have suited that extinctspecies of our protective force that of the Dogberry and Vergesorder and may be recommended to our new police as more mercifuland less grating to the feelings of a prisoner than the presentmode of running a man in especially as they generally get hold ofthe wrong person A police sedan would enable the innocent captiveto conceal his features from the tail of little boys and idle quidnuncs specially if he were carried like our honey thief head downwards


THE last Chapter is like the first written in the style of the Butterfly sBall and the Grasshopper s feast and is it seems to me no lessadmirable If I pride myself on anything in this translation it ison the concluding linesThe evening star went flicker flickOver the bedroom candlestickAnd round its silver radiance shedS To light the sleepy moon to bedI VE DONE I DOFF MY RIDING GEARAND ORDER PEGASUS HIS BEER Page 72Baierische Bier is infinitely superior to any Hippocrene But nodrink in the world can hold a candle to genuine Wienische Bier asit comes cool drawn from the cellar The Romans knew not beer andso had to put up with Falernian or even the vile CoecubumI say put up for the wine that now goes by the name of Falernian isdetestable I suppose however that two thousand years ago itwas far more carefully made as I trust it may again be inItalia Unita The Romans knew not beer but the Greekshad tasted it though brewed by the hands of barbarians InXenophon s Retreat of the Ten Thousand we are told that theycame upon a race of people from whom they gotEK K OOv f EOvLet us then leave Pegasus to enjoy his drink qf barley wine thoughlike Baron Muuchausen s famous steed he hath not the wherewithalto stow away his beer My dear old Peggy alluded to in the firstof this series of notes and therefore the fittest subject for a wind upwas when hard worked very fond of a quart of good ale withhalf a quartern loaf broken into it she would drink up the aleat a draught then quickly munch the sop and start with freshvigour for another ten mile trotCORRIGENDAThe reader is asked to excuse the following errors excusable as for the sake ofhaving its original wood blocks the work with the exception of the notes was printedabroadPage 6 for ts read tisPage 35 should be But every sweet toothed school boy knowsHe can t eat honey with his toesPage 36 for hinder s read hindersPage 70 for Ap le Tree read Apple TreePILLIPSON AND GOLDER PRINTERS CHESTERLf


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The Queen's Speech. 14 "Up children up, to swarm prepare" "The honey thief sits stinking there." "And we who love the scent of roses" "Have stale tobacco in our noses." "We toil, we sweat from early May" "To lay up for a rainy day." "Our cells we fill, and at the Fall" "He sulphers us, and takes it all." "So let us one and all deride" "This honey thief, this Bee-i-cide." "Up children, up! to swarm prepare" "Whilst Master Dull sits snoring there." "A devil he, upon my troth:" "Buzz! buzz! Hum! Hum! The swarm is off!"



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The Honey Thief. 62 "Come here" he cried "you little chit," "I understand it not a bit" Upon their knees they both fell down, And the whole mystery made known. "Bless you my Christine: Dick I bless" "With stores of wedded happiness."



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The Queen's Flight. 15 0nil '.



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The Honey Thief. Held him down tight, and with a stick Passed 'twixt his legs, secured him quick. And Christine, what must she have felt While Bruin round about her smelt? Out of the hive she softly stole; 8*



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Swarm Watching. 12 The air is clear the day is warm, John Dull sits watching for a swarm; What's this? he thought; while I've been talking My bees are all prepared for walking, Staves in their hands, and on his back Each carries his provision pack. He strains his sight into the hole; "They'll swarm to day -upon my soul." His brain swims round, his eyes feel heavy, He sees no more the increasing levee.



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The Rivals. 17 And so the maiden stooped to cull a Crocus, and an auricula. These flowers, together-bound, she placed Just lhalf a foot above her waist. Then sat her down beneath the shade, And thought about him -happy maid. 3



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The Frog. 46 WI Frog to the open window took, And cut the line close by the hook; Frog to the pool, rejoicing, hopped; And plump into the water dropped. Then chanted his Batrachian lay Quite in th'Artistophanic way; "Brekekekek, coax, coax, Coax, coax, Brekekekek."



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Bee Life. The post office is in a flower, Which opens at a certain hour. Miss Crocus keeps it, fresh and fair; The tresses of her flowing hair They glitter like the purest gold; And by her saffron cakes are sold. Near is the pothouse where both grog Is served to Bumble-Bees, and prog; And when the Bumble-Bees get groggy, Their intellect, like men's, is foggy.



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Prelude. Hail Muse etc.! Bring me Peggy, My antient steed, now somewhat leggy; Not him who on Parnassus green Erst fed, and drank of Hippocrene; But such, as to supply the trade, At Nuremburg by scores are made. I mount him, and will now indite A Bee-book for my own delight, I'll sing of Johnny Dull: his pig, Made by his bees exceeding big; And of his daughter fair Christine, Of her queer lover Dicky Dean, And of his nephew rogue Eugene Of honey-robbers I will tell, And bears, and bull-frogs, ghosts as well All which my readers may discover Who con this true tale ten times over Or make ten other Bee Friends buy it; For three and six I can supply it.



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Bee Life. 2 At early dawn 'tis quite a treat To see them work, they are so neat; Some clean their house with brooms and mops, And o thers empty out the slops. The architects, by rule and line, Their future cells with skill define; The ever toiling workers these Meanwhile the Queen, she takes her ease; Sole mother of the winged nation, Her only work is propagation. 1*



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Bee Song. And blest his bees, and in their praise He chanted forth these jocund lays. Fly forth, dear Bees, 'tis morn, fly forth To South, to North, to West, to East; And cull from every fragrant flower A honied feast. Fly Home, dear Bees, 'tis Eve, fly home! From North, from South, from East, from West; Store in your cells your luscious spoil, S And sweetly rest.



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The Swarm. 26 John on his knees, and free from harm Marked well the disappearing swarm. Two boys were making pies of dirt Close by, and playing with a squirt;: They squirted at the bees to stop 'em, Squirted in vain; they could not drop 'em. 4*



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The Honey Thief. 65 Sam with his trumpet blew a rally, And Hip, Hurrah! cried ancient Sally. Long live both empty hives and full, Long live Dick Dean and Johnny Dull. 9



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The Rivals. 18 Now Mr. Dull a nephew had, A most audacious, awkward lad; Some fifteen summers he had seen And still was very, very green. Christine he eyed, and with desire He felt his little soul on fire. With cat like pace behind the wall He crept (he was not near as tall.) 3o



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The Bear. 41 There stuck the boots of young Eugene; He drew them out, and licked them clean; Such blacking ne'er before was seen! "While John Dull, from the luscious store, Filled twenty honey pots or more. 6



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The Queen Bee's Fete. 69 Liz too and Kitty have their swains, Who one and all are taking pains To make themselves agreeable, Each to his own peculiar belle. The Stag-Beetle, that beau precise, Regales his partner with an ice.



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Bee Life. 7 The Drones they neither work, nor can Do aught but sleep on a divan; And smoke their pipes through all the day; Chibouks these love, and those a clay. Such is their life -who would not be "A happy little worker Bee; "A Queen's too high for me, -a Drone, Such laziness I let alone.



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iv. purposes, but hardly enough to enable me to read a BeeBook either serious or comical. RIDENTEM DICERE VERUM QUID VETAT ? There is much truth lying hid under these comical stories; still more in the illustrations; and the notes which I have appended may be found useful even by serious BeeMasters. I promise my readers that they shall have the second edition of "MY BEE BOOK" as perfect as I can make it, and with as little delay as possible. I trust it may be much nearer perfection than the first edition, published under great difficulties, could be, and I hope it may have as many purchasers as this its forerunner. W. C. 0. .Frodsham, Cheshire, September, 1872.



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The Swarm. 29 John Dull came panting up behind And could no other stopper find; "He stamped and swore and scratched his head, A pretty dance I have been led," "Confound the bees; I've got a warming" Some way I'll find to stop their swarming; A hive I'll build as big as two, Sold by Mancubrian P. tt. gr. w.



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Fytte I. Bee Life. -11 X X) X x X "6 Sx x, All hail! thou lovely month of May, With parti-coloured flowers gay! And hail to you, my darling Bees; Much wealth you gain on days like these. From morn to eve a humming sound About the bee-house circles round. The sentinels, in armour bright, Keep watch and ward throughout the night; And drive away, constrained by oath, The mice, and toads, and Death's head moth. 1



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Bee Life. 3 The egg she lays; the nurses hatch That egg, and in the cradle watch. The babe to swaddle, and prepare The pap-boat, is their constant care. O All day, in regal state, the Queen Encircled by her court is seen; Their backs they never rudely turn: Good manners they by instinct learn.



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Fytte V. The Patent Monster Hive. Adverse events reveal the real man, So Horace wrote, refute this truth who can. And John Dull to its full completion wrought The inspiration of his sudden thought. "Room for the swarm!" This is great Nature's law, And so he built two monstrous hives of straw. "Good morning neighbour" from across the fence Cried out Dick Dean. "May I without offence"



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The Honey Thief. 61 John Dull by chance came strolling by, His hives upset first met his eye; He saw they both were tenanted Amazed he looked, then 'scratched his head; Peered all around, espied Christine And her own true love Dicky Dean; Behind the bee house they were placed, And Dicky's arm was round her waist.



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The Bear. 38 Meanwhile John Dull, a spying round, The self same honey tree had found; Up to the fork himself he reared When Bruin's ugly mug appeared. Augh, back he fell through utter fright; Close to his tail did Braun alight; And by Braun's heels Braun's parasite,



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The Queen Bee's Fete. 72 -7The Evening star went flicker -flick Over the bedroom candlestick; And round its silver radiance shed To light the sleepy moon to bed. I've done -I doff my riding gear, And order Pegasus -HIS BEER.



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thither I resorted early every morning, after visiting the Cathedral, for the sake of a glass of new milk, and a lesson in Spanish from her two little daughters aged respectively nine and ten, Incarnacion (the last c pronounced th) and Salud. Commend me to two chattering little girls, when their shyness has once worn off, as the best teachers of a new language. One glorious morning I was sitting on the edge of the aforesaid tank, inhaling the delicious perfume of the orange blossoms, when a Frog struck up his Brekekekex, Coax Coax" from the still water, and at the same time the air was resonant with the sweet song of the Nightingale. I pride myself on knowing somewhat of the languages of Birds, Beasts, and (Fishes ? No! they are mutum pecus, but let us say) Bull Frogs so I listened attentively, and found the Nightingale and Bull Frog, were each of them serenading his own wife, arboreal, and aquatic. Each wife thought her husband the very best singer in the world: that not a note of his song could be altered for the better; and both Nightingale and Bull Frog thought the other singer a bore. I noted down the whole of this musical contest at the time. It is quite in the way of one of Virgil's Amceboean Bucolics. Not Corydon and Thyrsis, but Batrachos and Philomela were contending for the prize. It is too long to insert here, but may be had of my publishers, under the title of Bull Frog and Nightingale;" an Apologue, price 6d. But the sum of the whole matter is this: I do not believe, "pace Darwinii nostri dicatur," that natural selection, and conjugal preference has had the effect of altering or improving the Nightingale's song in the last two thousand years. It could not be louder or better, and I trust may last my time unchanged, whilst on the evidence of Aristophanes' chorus we know that Bull Frogs, then, as now, sang "Brekekekex, Coax, Coax," and that song only. THE IHONEY PoT.-Page 47-52.-This Fytte, comical as it is in itself, is particularly valuable as instructing the untravelled Britisher in the peculiarities of a German bedstead; far too short for all who have not by some Procrustcean process been reduced to the normal height of five feet, no inches! the upper sheet sown to the coverlid, with no possibility of tucking it in, and liable to fall off the sleeper altogether. No blankets, but a mountain of feather-bed piled above, which either stifles you in summer, or rolling off, leaves you to freeze in the winter. Yet in such a bed as this what wonderful positions Mr. Dull managed to assume under the influence, of fear. Imitate him, my gentle reader, if you are still young and active, and then you will appreciate his contortions.



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The Bear. 40 Sam Dutton here did interveen, "To shoot that grizzly bear I mean" But Braun was nowhere to be seen. Early next morn came sawyers two, And sawed the Honey tree right through;



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The Rivals. 19 Leapt up, and from the affrighted Miss Ravished the much desired kiss. "Stop little monster", and a whack Descended on his upturned back (The place I cannot more define Within the limits of a line) -Side, I should add, but wherefore tell What every school-boy knows so well. Dick Dean so roundly plied the stick That rogue Eugene skedaddled quick.



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The Ghost. 51 Nearer still nearer -till he got ii The much desired honey pot.



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The Honey Thief. 55 Ten sounded from the old church tower Before the last stroke of the hour, Close by the bee-house Richard Dean,' His last new coat on, might be seen; Christine, arrayed in all her charms, Was there, and rushed into his arms. "Hist! what's that sound?" alack! alack! A thief, with crotchet at his back-A Honey thief -ill may he thrive.



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The Bear. 36 "If I smell right here's honey comb"; He said, or thought; then upwards clomb. Eugene below, half dead with fear, Saw the bears hinder's drawing near,



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The Frog. 45 "I'll get him up." A bee he took, Impaled it on a fishing-hook; Played it within his open jaws, A bite! and up the frog he draws;



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Fytte VII. The Frog. r "The appetite with eating grows" This truth my little story shows. For many a day the rogue Eugene To John Dull's bee-hives creeps unseen; Smokes them, -Puff! -Puff! -then boldly takes The much desired honey cakes. / -Q "When lo! one day the angry swarm Out on him rushed -the day was warm; 6*



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Fytte HI. The Rivals. "Nothing like soup," is still the cry In each well ordered family; So on Christine the duty fell To cull the herbs they love so well; And every morn, the charming maid Within her father's garden strayed, Parsley to pluck, wherewith to make The soup, which they at noon should take. Her father's garden marched, I ween, With that of Mr. Richard Dean; A school-master by trade was he, And she esteemed him -maidenly. But by degrees, within her soul A softer, tenderer passion stole; Love -full of joy and full of sorrow, Sunshine to day, and storm to-morrow, Love may forget a parsley bed, And dream of golden flowers instead.



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Fytte IV. The Swarm. -John Dull, awakened from his slumber, Observed his stock's diminished number; His apple trees he searched, and found The swarm some ten feet from the ground; Got his bee dress, his hive, and ladder; No Bee master was ever gladder.



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Fytte VI. The Bear. Eugene would often take his lunch, Of dry black bread a monstrous hunch, Into a wood -ere he got through it He wished he'd some nice honey to it When all at once it chanced a bee He saw creep up a hollow tree; Another came, then two, and three. "Hurrah! there's honey here for me," Eugene exclaimed, "No more I'll eat This nasty bread, but have a treat." "Honey for ever!" up he clomb To the trees fork -the honey comb He saw below him in the beech Hollowed by age, beyond his reach 5



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" Non fonte labra prolui caballino, Nec in bicipiti somniasse Parnasso Memini, ut repente sic poeta prodirem." No more have I; and perhaps some of my readers may say that I should have done better had I waited for a sleep on Parnassus, and a drink of Hippocrene before I began to write. All I can say is, I hope to take one next year, if I visit Greece. FYTTE I.-Page 1-7.--The fun of this first Fytte will be "real nuts" to every Bee-master. The whole economy of a Hive is viewed from a human stand-point. The sentinels watching with their own stings in their hands as lances; the early labours of the chamber and house maids; the architects setting out the day's work; the swaddling clothes and pap boat for the Grub Royal; the State of the Queen; the idleness of the drones: all is well told, at least in the wood cuts. PIG IN THE GARDEN STRAYED ABOUT."-Page 8.-A very improper place for Pig to take his constitutional walk. The wicket gate which leads to your Hives should be always properly secured, or results very different from the fattening of a pig may be produced. For what is possible, though not very probable, see one of the early chapters of Maryatt's Mr. Midshipman Easy. "W; AS ERST ALl LEAN, WAS NOW ALL FAT."-Page 10.-The alteration of the animal tissue in consequence of a sting is very wonderful; it is certainlj not fat which is deposited. So that this method of getting Bacon Pigs ready for market, though it would save corn, would not be satisfactory to the Bacon Curer when he puts his flitches in salt, still less to the cook, when frying a rasher. "PFLY FORTH, DEAR BEES, 'TIS MORN, FLY FORTH."-Page 11.-I shall be obliged to any one of my many friends, skilled in Musical Composition, if they will set this original Bee song. The prelude and refrain offer a fine opportunity for a Buzz-a-Buzz effect. On receipt of a satisfactory production I will forward to the Composer a bound copy of Buzz-a-Buzz, with the translator's autograph. Inestimable reward! JOHN DULL SITS WAITING FOR A SwARM.-Page 11-as I have done for many an hour, and lost the swarm after all. John Dull drops asleep whilst watching. I have often ceased watching just as the swarm was about to rise. The Bees choose their own time, which is not always that which the Bee master would for them. But the whole



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Swarm Watching. 13 His nose, as down and down it drops, His half used pipe of 'bacca stops. Buzz, buzz! -Hum, hum! a joyful sound, Echoes the teeming hive around. All gather at the trumpet's clang To hear their noble Queen's harangue.



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The Queen Bee's Fete. 68 Whilst tinkle, tinkle, clang! cling! bang! The Court musicians' strain out-rang. The fly he blows the shrill trompette, The gnat the softer clarionette; The grasshopper, a fiddler he The drummer is the bumble bee.The Willow-beetle, such a swell, With young Sabina waltzes well;



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Fytte X. The Queen Bee's Fete. The night is warm, and many a nose Upturned, is snoring in repose; Whilst every tree and every flower Rejoices in that witching hour. And o'er John Dull his garden beds, The moon her gentle influence sheds. 9.



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The Queen Bee's Fete. 67 'Tis May the first, the Queen bee's fete! And she, in all her regal state, Beneath her fairy hall of roses With her beloved drone reposes. She nods a sign; the bombardier Awakes the echoes far and near.



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The Frog. 44 Felt quite unwell! The doctor came And to his illness gave a name. "By aid of careful auscultation," "And thinking on his late natation," "I think, I think that I deskiver," "A frog within this dear boy's liver."



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The Bear. 34 His hold he missed and sad to tell Down midst the honey combs he fell; Into the cakes his boots went crush, As though it were mere muddy slush. 5*



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The Swarm. 25 Crack! Crack! and, as I hope to thrive, The same befel the other five; r The bees rush forth and quit the hive! 4



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S)refatct EXPLANATORY. I must say a few words in explanation of the somewhat novel form which my new "Bee-Book" has taken, and which, doubtless, will be a surprise to the many Bee-Friends who are waiting with exemplary patience for the second edition of my original "Bee-Book," soon about to appear after an interval of thirty years from the publication of the first edition. I happened last year to be at the Cologne Station, waiting for the train, and employed my spare time in looking over the book stall for something to read on my way to Aix-la-Chapelle. The stall was covered with books about the late War. I had returned from a visit to the Battle Fields of 1870, and was sick of the subject. I wanted something of a more peaceful nature, and I was turning away, without making a purchase, when a book met my eye entitled Schnurrdiburr. What that might mean I knew not, but the second title, oder die Bienen, was intelligible, and had attraction enough for me. I opened it, and saw it was profusely illustrated with very comical cuts. I paid my Thaler and carried away my prize. The cuts are reproduced in the book which my readers have in their hands. The verses were written up to the pictures rather than translated from the German text; for alas! my German is very limited; enough for travelling



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The Ghost, 49 A winged beast, with tail, and claws On his four feet, which end in paws. "With stealthy pace on on it crawled, John turned upon his face, and bawled. 7



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The Honey Thief. 56 Each crept into a monster hive. The thief peered round; "This will I take" "This big one will my fortune make."



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APIARIAN, CLASSICAL, POETICAL, AND NONDESCRIPT. PRELUDE. HAIL MUSE! &c.-An Invocation to the Muses, both terse and expressive. Possibly not quite original, as I have a dim recollection that a certain obscure poet called Byron, whose works are now well nigh forgotten, made use of it. PEGGY.-A name dear to the writer, as that of the first pony which he ever had of his very own-the gift of a kind Godfather-of a different sex indeed from Pegasus. There is, therefore, some hopes that the breed may have been preserved, but, as far as my experience goes, I may regretfully say, Quando ullam inveniam parem. I have, alas, grown stout; and it requires a strong cob to carry twenty stone, and go lively under it as well. Such a mount fetches a long price, which does not suit a short purse; and such Godfathers, alas! abierunt ad plures; their successors give no such gifts to their Godchildren. PARNASSUS GnEENrs.-Not at all the same sort of place as Paddington Green. The latter is now familiarly haunted by our Comic song writers, those most dolorous of all funny men. Parnassus Green stands, from the necessity of rhyme, for Green Parnassus. HIPPOCRENE.-The first horse drinking fountain, and produced, moreover, by a stamp of Peggy's hoof. This would be a good subject for a drinking fountain of the present day. I make a present of the idea to any young sculptor who has a commission from one of our merchant princes, and is hard up for a subject. The most approved receipt for developing a poetic temperament was to sleep on Parnassus, and drink of Hippocrene in the morn. Persius has it,



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pone freely into ,x Sngfisl] from the Oerinan LONDON: GRIFFITH & FARRAN. CHESTER: PHILLIPSON & GOLDER.



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The Swarm. 24 Mounted, and without any trip Got all the bees within the skip Vi "Well done I have them;" as he spoke The ladder's top-most rung it broke,



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nose, and long enough to be buttoned into the Bee-master's coat. A couple of elastic bands round the wrists will prevent the Bees crawling up his sleeves; the same round the ancles will secure the most timorous Bee master. "A Lady's dress I cannot pretend to regulate." See "My Bee Book," where many instances of the effect of stings are given. When swarming, Bees are particularly gentle, and never sting, except when some are crushed. A true Bee-master will despise such defensive armour, but trust rather to his gentleness and knowledge of the habits of his Bees for his immunity from stings. Should he be stung, nevertheless, in spite of all precautions, let him instantly extract the sting, and apply a drop of honey to the place. This will immediately allay the smarting pain, and the swelling, except in certain places, as the eye or lip, be trifling. .Eau de Luce as it is commonly called, that is, strong -ammonia, is another excellent remedy; a small bottle should be kept in every apiary in the box of "needments." But above all, let the Bee-master eschew gloves, specially when delicate operations are to be performed. A cat might as soon expect to catch mice in mittens, as a Bee-master to capture a Queen with hands encased in, and fingers stiffened by, thick woollen gloves, as recommended by some. "SOME WAY I'LL FIND TO STOP THIS SWARMING. "-Page 29.-It is not to be done by monster hives, or ventilation, or by adding supers. If the Bees will swarm, they will. They are a stiff-necked generation, and know their own business, at least they think so, better than we men can teach it them. Our objects, however, are slightly different. Their's to propagate and preserve their species: ours to secure the maximum amount of honey in any given locality. I have known a swarm sent forth from a Ruche a l'air libre, a French Hive, which I worked in New Zealand. The Combs and Bees were entirely exposed to the external air, which was not then particularly warm. But a swarm was ready to go, so off they went. For full particulars of this remarkable instance see "My Bee Book," second edition. To regulate, not to prevent swarming should be the Bee-master's aim. More of this hereafter. I here give, by the kindness of Mr. Alfred Neighbour, illustrations of the sort of hive by which alone this can be accomplished, viz., the Bar Frame hive. Originally of German invention, it, with various modifications, has been widely adopted both on the Continent and in America; and every Bee-master in England who claims the title of scientific, would do well to supply himself at once. Each honey comb, it will be seen, is built in a separate bar frame like a picture.



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Fytte II. The Pig. Now Johnny Dull had once a pig, 'T was far from fat, its bones were big. To scratch his hide with all his might Was this poor piggie's sole delight. Once on a time it so fell out He in the garden roamed about: He chanced to have an itching mood; The bee house quite convenient stood



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The Ghost. 48 ---< John slept, John snored; then ope'd his eyes And stared about him with surprise. "What's this I see come crawling on?" "Sure, 'tis a strange phenomenon."



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The Patent Monster Hive. 31 Ask what your making." 'Why these blessed bees, I find them creatures plaguey hard to please. "Plaguey! dont say so -they're a real pleasure," "I love to watch them when I have the leisure;" "Besides each scholar knows in antient days," "How Maro sung his little darlings praise." "And when the Roman legions brought alarm" To every inmate of his Mantuan farm, -" "Smiling he stood, amidst his winged host;" "The mailed warriors fled and left him at his post." "All this I know -Beekeeping would be charming," "If there was never such a thing as swarming." "But grubs my friend! your bees are sure to breed," "Swarms come from grubs, as corn crops come from seed." "Grubs you must have; and when your swarming's done," "Two hives you'll find, where erst you had but one." "Bother the grubs; I know a better way," "My patent monster hives, they are the things to pay."



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The Pig. 9 His hide he scratched; the bees rushed out, And stung him well from tail to snout Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! poor piggie cried, Feeling these daggers pierce his hide. John Dull, who heard the awful clatter, Said, "Bless the pig! why what's the matter?" 2



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The Swarm. 28 A Sweep upon the chimney top Showered soot upon them, and cried "Stop!" When they had cleared the churches roof, Sam Dutton put his gun to proof;



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The Honey Thief. 54 These withered flowers Dick sadly took, And placed them in his music book; Then put the book upon the table, And pressed, the best that he was able. The pressed flowers took a wondrous shape, Which seemed the human form to ape; And in these specimens, Christine Is imaged, and her Dicky Dean.



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The Bear. 35 i Honey he found but every school-boy knows He cannot eat his sweetmeats with his clothes. Another Bee Hunter that way One Mister Bruin chanced to stray; A dancing Bear by trade was he, But fond of honey -certainly!



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The Ghost. 53 A Eugene his garret sought, and there Ate honey, like his friend the bear, The pot he emptied mighty soon, Using his paws intead of spoon. Fytte IX. The Honey Thief. The flowers which Christine culled at morn At eve were withered, and forlorn.



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The Bear. 37 With both hands gripped him tight and had a i Mount upwards by this living ladder; Sure never little lad was gladder.



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They are ranged to the number of 9, 11, or 13, in a strong box, and each is both moveable and interchangeable with those of any other hive. Swarming may be checked in any particular stock by cutting out the Queen Cells. The great production of drones can be regulated by limiting the amount of drone cell in any hive, and altogether prevented by removing it all from a stock hive, about the purity of whose strain there is the least doubt; whilst again, it may be encouraged in a pure blooded stock hive, by inserting at the proper time an additional bar containing drone .------comb. Any man handy with tools may make them for himself at the cost of the materials, and they will last a lifetime. I can supply



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my friends with as many as they require at half a guinea, for which they pay double or treble in the shops; whilst those who think nothing can be good except it is high-priced, and do not like the trouble of making their own hives, may go to any cost they like. The preceding woodcut represents a hive on this principle, but with certain modifications, which may be obtained of Mr. Neighbour, 149, Regentstreet, and will suit the class of Bee keepers last mentioned. Mr. Neighbour has, I may mention, made arrangements for supplying Ligurian Queens of the greatest purity. A DANCING BEAR BY TRADE WAS HE, "AND HONEY LOVED EXCEEDINGLY."--Page 35. This "Bar" story is an addition to, and improvement on, one which I recollect to have read in some American publication. A man who had dropped into a hollow tree is hoisted up by the same "living ladder." He, if I remember rightly, grasped the hinders of the Bear with one hand, and with the other prodded him with his Bowie knife, so as to change his descending into an ascending motion. HONEY CAKES.-The French use the word Gateaux. I wish the name "Honey Cakes" were universally adopted by Bee-masters. It would supply a meaning which the word comb does not at all. A honey comb may be as dry as dust, whilst the honey cake" places before the eyes of the imagination a full comb well sealed over, with here and there a drop of clear honey oozing out, as a sample of the store within. Perfectly sealed honey cakes may be kept without deterioration through the winter, by wrapping them up separately in clean writing paper, and then packing them away in a tin, each cake being placed as it stood in the hive. If Bar-Frame Hives are used, the cakes should not be cut away from the frame till wanted; they should be stored away in some close box, fitted to receive them. "9AND COVER HIM FROM TOP TO TOE."-Page 43.-Bee literature contains many instances of persons having been completely enveloped in a swarm of Bees, who by remaining perfectly still did not receive a single sting. Old Thorley, in his MAto-o-o)AoyOa tells the story of his maid-servant being so covered ia a manner very quaint and charming. Perfect quiet under these circumstances is essential to, and will secure, safety; whilst any thing which can enrage 20,000 soldiers, armed with a poisoned dart, may lead to fatal results. Since I wrote the above, a story has appeared in the newspapers, and is, I fear a true one, as names, dates and places are given, of



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The Queen Bee's Fete. 71 Their homes they cannot find -alas! They tumble backward on the grass. "To whit" "To whoo" policeman Owl, The wisest of all feathered fowl, Hoots out; "why here's a precious go," "Drunk and incapable, ho! ho !" "So come along, I know you well;"He said, and drove them to his cell. Were they discharged? No, never more, That cell it was an abattoir. The owl supped on the elder Brother, And for his breakfast ate the other. So you, who think a dance divine, Mind -never take excess of wine.



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The Honey Thief. 63 Then came the dramatis personae; The tall, the short, the fat, the bony. Sam Dutton thought to get a shot, Now Bruin could no longer trot. But Sally interposed her mop, And to his shooting put a stop.



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The Bear. 39 Braun seized John Dull with either claw, Just as himself was seized before; John pulling out his hunting knife Cut off his tail to save his life;



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The Honey Thief. 60 Poor Bruin rolled upon his back, And grunted out alas! alack! So after all these strange alarms, Again Dick rushed into her arms.



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a sting having been fatal to a lady accustomed to the management of bees. Any person who has this idiosyncrasy had better give bees a wide berth. "I DESKIVER."-Page 44.-There was evidently a taste of Milesian blood in this learned doctor. 'Tis fortunate that it was so, for "discover" and "liver" would not rhyme. "BREKEKEKEEX, COAX, COAX, "COAX, COAX, BREKEKEKEX."-Page 46. Is the refrain of the well-known chorus in the Frogs of Aristophanes. Any one with an accurate ear, who has been so happy as to assist at a chorus of Bull Frogs in full song in the sweet spring tide, sacred to love and melody, must have felt how accurately the great Comic Poet noted down their song. I do not believe that in the two thousand years which have elapsed since that time there has been a single note altered in their love ditty. I have never been in Greece, and so cannot testify to the musical powers of the Frogs of Boeotia; but I have had that pleasure both in Spain and in the neighbourhood of Constantinople: in both instances under very favourable circumstances, which I will relate. In June, 1855, during the Crimean war, I was at Constantinople, the guest of Lord Napier, then Chief Secretary to the British Embassy in that city. He was residing at that lovely place, Therapia, the summer retreat of our Ambassador and his suite. I had pitched my little tent in a grass meadow, close to Lord Napier's snug house. His hospitality by day was unbounded, but straitened as he was for room by night, he was not sorry to entertain a guest who delighted in camping out, and brought with him the means of doing so. Not fifty yards from my tent was a dark stagnant pool, overshadowed by trees, and every night and all night long the Bull frogs, from their reedy habitations, sang Brekekekex, Coax, Coax," whilst above the water, and in and out of the dark shadows of the trees, the fire flies flickered about in their ever varying gambols. It was as though Taglioni, resplendent with Jewels, had been dancing her very best to the strains of a Scotch bag-pipe. Again, I was in the noble town of Seville at Easter, 1867, twelve years later, during which time I had been hard at work in England, and no holiday had seen," so by that time I needed one. Not a hundred yards from the glorious Cathedral, behind the Alcazar, the old Palace of the Moors, is a large orange garden, and in the midst of it a square tank, of Moorish work, used for irrigation. The garden was tenanted by a widow woman who owned a dozen or so magnificent stall-fed milch cows, and



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The Honey Thief. 57 _______________________-'------Then hoisted Dicky, hive and all, Upon his back so lean, so tall "Halt," shouted Dicky, and the head Of his strange monture bonneted; 8



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The Honey Thief. 64 The night watch came, and 'twixt them bore The skewer'd thief to the prison door. Al/ And came the bear leader as well, And took poor Bruin to his cell.



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The Rivals. 22 "Adieu and -au revoir -" to night Pray let us meet, my heart's delight, Behind your father's Bee-house, when The Church-clock shall have sounded ten. "Eugene, still smarting with the cane His heart on fire, with jealous pain, N'^rf O'erheard the place of assignation, And crept out from his hidden station; Rushed to the Bee-house, found John Dull Asleep, and snoring like a bull. "Wake, Uncle, wake" in startling tone He shouted, "for your swarm is gone."



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Bee Life. 4 And when night comes she goes to bed, And on the pillow lays her head; Whilst by her side her faithful drone Profoundly snores, for they are one. They send for letters ere they rise; For just at ten they ope their eyes.



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THE last Chapter is like the first, written in the style of the Butterfly's Ball and the Grasshopper's feast, and is, it seems to me, no less admirable. If I pride myself on anything in this translation it is on the concluding lines: "The evening star went flicker-flickOver the bedroom candlestick; And round its silver radiance shed S To light the sleepy moon to bed." "I'VE DONE I DOFF MY RIDING GEAR, AND ORDER PEGASUS-HIS BEER."-Page 72. Baierische Bier is infinitely superior to any Hippocrene. But no drink in the world can hold a candle to genuine "Wienische Bier," as it comes cool drawn from the cellar. The Romans knew not beer, and so had to put up with "Falernian," or even the "vile Coecubum." I say put up, for the wine that now goes by the name of Falernian is detestable. I suppose, however, that two thousand years ago it was far more carefully made, as I trust it may again be in "Italia Unita." The Romans, knew not beer, but the Greeks had tasted it, though brewed by the hands of barbarians. In Xenophon's Retreat of the Ten Thousand we are told that they came upon a race of people from whom they got 'EK K?OOv f"EOv.. Let us then leave Pegasus to enjoy his drink qf barley wine, though like Baron Muuchausen's famous steed, he hath not the wherewithal to stow away his beer. My dear old Peggy, alluded to in the first of this series of notes, and therefore the fittest subject for a wind up, was, when hard worked, very fond of a quart of good ale, with half a quartern loaf broken into it; she would drink up the ale at a draught, then quickly munch the sop, and start with fresh vigour for another ten-mile trot. CORRIGENDA. The reader is asked to excuse the following errors, excusable-as for the sake of having its original wood blocks, the work, with the exception of the notes, was printed abroad. Page 6, for 'ts read tis. Page 35 should be-" But every sweet-toothed school-boy knows, He can't eat honey with his toes." Page 36, for hinder's read hinders. Page 70, for Ap le Tree read Apple Tree, PILLIPSON AND GOLDER, PRINTERS, CHESTER. Lf



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The Pig. 10 He came, -he saw -, his porker, that Was erst all lean, was now all fat. It chanced a pig-jobber that way Was passing by; he stopped to say "How much friend Dull for that fat pig?" "Just ten pounds ten, for he is big" "Done" -"done again" -the bargain's struck John Dull he found himself in luck, 2*



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The Honey Thief. 59 In crept the bear and through the hole At the hive's top he poked his nose; Christine her ready courage shows, She through his nose ring passed a stick, Which from the ground she happed to pick.



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The Queen Bee's Fete. 70 The Moon, upon the Apple Tree, Surveys, well pleased, the revelry. Two cockchafers soon quit the dance; They cannot bear the piercing glance Of their fair partners -see them set Within a private cabinet. They smoke, they sing, they drink until Their little polished paunch they fill.



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The Rivals. 21 But blushed assent; the flowers he took, And thanked her with an ardent look. "Sweets are repaid by sweets I wiss", He said, and he too had a kiss.



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subject of swarming, and how to regulate it, or prevent it, will be fully treated of in the forthcoming second edition of "My Bee Book." "THIS HONEY THIEF, THIS BEE-I-CIDE. "-Page 14.-This latter word is the invention of the learned Doctor Cumming, the Times' Beemaster. See a most stunning article on his Bee-Book in the Saturday Review, the second or third number for December, 1864. The proverbial thickness of a Scotchman's skin can alone have preserved him from dying from the effects of this stinging article. "Docte Commenas utriusque linquce" say I. CULL A CROCUS AND AN AURICULA."-Page 17.-The last word was indeed a difficult one to hitch into rhyme. It has, however, been, I think, successfully overcome. I might have added another line, and made a triplet, "Flowers which her Richard loved particular," but I had compassion on the ears of my readers. THE PLACE I CANNOT MORE DEFINE, WITHIN THE LIMITS OF A LINE."-Page 19. I well remember, when an Eton boy, walking in the playing fields with a late revered and beloved prelate, then a Fellow of Eton, whose memory is dear to every Etonian who knew him, as that of a kind friend and finished scholar,-such as alas! seem extinct in these degenerate days. He was living in a picturesque old house, The Warf," now destroyed, that his two sons, then at Eton, might still have the benefit of home associations. His daughters, and their French governess, accompanied us in this well-remembered stroll. Mademoiselle was very curious as to how the Eton boys were punished. She wanted all the details, and asked if they were whipped on their backs. The question made us all look foolish, but Dr. L. with a twinkle of his eyes, which marked his appreciation of the situation, answered, A little lower down, Mademoiselle, a little lower down." "FETCHED HIS BEE DRESS, HIS HIVE, HIS LADDER."-Page 23.-A veritable Guy Mr. Dull looks in his defensive armour! A simpler and equally efficient dress may be made of a black net bag, large enough to be drawn over a straw or felt hat, with a brim sufficiently wide to keep the net away from the prominent organ, the



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Bee Life. 6 On rose leaves they their letters write, Here's one they either wrote or might. "Great Queen, we hope you'll swarm to day"; "For 'is a lovely first of May." The messenger this letter takes, And eke a store of saffron cakes.



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The Ghost. 52 Turns tail and runs; whilst Johnnie sits Bolt up, divested of his wits. A pearly drop on every hair Hangs pendant, not from heat, but fear.



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The Frug. 43 They covered him from top to toe, Behind, before, above, below, They buzzed, they crawled, they stung him, -Oh! --i =--.-^ Eugene half stifled, for his nose And mouth were covered like his clothes, Rushed to the nearest water-pit, And took a header into it; Rose through the Bee-besprinkled foam, And ran, all dripping, to his home.





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The Rivals. 20 Then Richard raised the fainting maid, And many a tender thing he said; Her chin he chucked, his arm he placed About her little taper waist; Her flowers admired, and begged them too: Christine, she knew not what to do;



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The Swarm. 27 Old Sally met them with her mop, And Sammy trumpeted, stop! stop! • N "But not a sound these flyers reached



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Fytte VIII. The Ghost. Forbidden fruit is'sweet they say; And so its gathered every day; And should this fruit be sweet before, Forbid it, and 'tis ten times more. Eugene oft coveted the pot Of honey that John Dull had got Placed on the shelf above his head, For safety, when he went to bed;



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The Ghost. 50 John 's hair as this strange beast drew near His night cap raised for very fear. On its hind legs itself it reared, As it its squalling master neared, "7*



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"A HONEY THIEF, ILL MAY HE THRIVE."-Page 55.-Every Bee keeper will echo this wish. I know no sight more piteous than an apiary the night after it has been plundered. Light Hives upset, and lying, with the combs all broken, on the ground. The Bees craavling about in wild confusion around their violated homes, lately so neat, and now the very picture of desolation. In vain they attempt to repair the damage which the spoiler's hand has created; whilst the stands where the heavy stocks stood the evening before, are one and all tenantless. Many devices to protect Hives from robbers have been tried. Wooden boxes are tightly screwed to the bottom board from below, whilst the bottom board itself is strongly bolted to the stand. This will indeed protect a hive from anything but a powerful crow bar. But the remedy is worse than the disease, as it prevents your ever changing or cleaning the bottom board, and is, in many ways, inconvenient. The best preservative I can think of is to have a savage dog, savage to all but his master, with a strong chain, not fastened to his kennel, but ending in an iron ring, which can slide along a small pole placed horizontally about a foot from the ground in front of the Hives. I have seen this mode of defence adopted in Germany for the protection of the valuable Leech ponds, which are there fattened for the market. It answers for the defence of Leeches, and if so, why not for Bees. MANY A NOSE, UPTURNED, WAS SNORING IN REPOSE."-Page. 66.My readers will doubtless remember, as I confess -to have done when penning the above line, the opening of Southey's Thalaba, and the inimitable parody thereof in the Rejected Addresses. When a thing has been done excellently well, it is folly to again attempt the same with a certainty of failure before our eyes. We verse makers do not steal from each other; we are all one brotherhood, and Corbies nae pike out corbies e'en. But we convey-conveys the word, says glorious Will. "AND BETWEEN THEM BORE, "THE FELON TO THE PRISON DOOR,."-Page 66. This mode of removing a captive would have suited that extinct species of our protective force, that of the Dogberry and Verges order, and may be recommended to our new police as more merciful, and less grating to the feelings of a prisoner than the present mode of "running a man in;" especially as they generally get hold of the wrong person. A police sedan would enable the innocent captive to conceal his features from the tail of little boys and idle quidnuncs, specially if he were carried like our honey thief head downwards.