Did he know "Brother Ignatius," he would soon discover he was

No Drone.

That he is no honey-bee is plain. If not a drone he must be a spider or

earwig, creeping by stealth into the old Romish Benedictine hive, to which

he does not really belong.

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_Stoke-upon-Trent, July 29th._

Dear Sir,--I have long been hoping against hope, and trying to

persuade my friends to interest themselves in that courageous little

insect, the _apis mellifica_; but the drawbacks appear to me to be

rather disheartening. In the first place, the ladies dread the stings

of my little friends; and in the next place, they lose the pleasure

of investigation into the habits of the bees by not being enabled to

procure hives that will enable one to observe the operations of the

industrious little creatures. Your letter, however, in yesterday's

_Times_ enlightens us somewhat as to where the best-constructed

hives may be obtained; and I am sure you have my hearty thanks for

the information you have so kindly spread abroad through the medium

of _The Times_. The common straw hive may not be very conveniently

"tolled" without being in mortal fear of an accident; and to destroy

the bees seems very cruel and wasteful, in order to take the honey

from them. For my part, I have never yet had the courage to attempt to

interfere with a straw hive, nor have I ever yet destroyed one, but

kept them for my amusement and observation. Last year I constructed a

wooden hive--say a square box, divided in the middle by a slide--and

I introduced a young swarm into it, and they soon filled the bottom

half of the box. This year they have had one swarm only, which I have

put into a newly-constructed hive with a moveable bottom and front,

with glass to look through and doors to protect the glass: the size

is 12 by 14 and 16 inches, and they have very nearly filled it since

they were swarmed, on the 6th June. It contains ten large parallel

combs or plates, which are beautifully full of virgin honey, carefully

covered with fine films of wax, to prevent it from either running out

or becoming damaged, I presume, from the atmosphere. I have a small

box _to fit underneath_ the full one; but I cannot induce the bees

to come down by easy means--that is, by shaking the box or drumming

upon it: the vibrations only cause them to run about, but they will

not descend. Pray what means would you adopt to cause them to leave

the spaces between the combs, and go into the lower box, to enable me

to take a portion of the combs and their contents without destroying

or injuring the queen or the other bees? With regard to the box-hive

first named, and which is divided in the middle by a wooden slide,

which has a hole cut into its centre about 6 by 4 inches, and which

was covered by a zinc slide, which I removed in June, after the swarm

came from the box. In a few days after I could only observe about a

dozen which had passed into the top part of the hive. I then tried to

frighten them by shaking the box, in order to induce them to leave

the combs in the bottom half, and pass through the hole into the top,

but without success. I afterwards reversed the box, thinking that I

might induce them to descend, and so shut them out; but they would not

budge an inch. I afterwards placed the box in its proper position,

and closed the entrance-holes for two days, thinking by that means

to cause them to ascend in order to find a way out, but without any

result, save the destruction of _eight hundred_ drones in those two

days, from the anger of the little workers; for, as they could not go

abroad to collect food, the drones cleared every comb that contained

any honey, and now I can see them all as empty as when just made; so

you see I am really nonplussed. Pray what would you do? for if I smoke

them, they will come down, not go up; and I am afraid that brimstone

or tobacco would destroy them.

Yours very faithfully,

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