TO GWEN AND PHYLLIS I think this book belongs to you because, if it can be said to be about anything in particular—which it cannot—it is, in spite of its delusive title, about bees, and as I cannot dedicate it to them, I offer it to those who love them most.
[ PREFACE ]
[ JEMIMA ]
[ ON BEING IDLE ]
[ ON HABITS ]
[ IN DEFENCE OF WASPS ]
[ ON PILLAR ROCK ]
[ TWO VOICES ]
[ ON BEING TIDY ]
[ AN EPISODE ]
[ ON POSSESSION ]
[ ON BORES ]
[ A LOST SWARM ]
[ YOUNG AMERICA ]
[ ON GREAT REPLIES ]
[ ON BOILERS AND BUTTERFLIES ]
[ ON HEREFORD BEACON ]
[ CHUM ]
[ ON MATCHES AND THINGS ]
[ ON BEING REMEMBERED ]
[ ON DINING ]
[ IDLE THOUGHTS AT SEA ]
[ TWO DRINKS OF MILK ]
[ ON FACTS AND THE TRUTH ]
[ ON GREAT MEN ]
[ ON SWEARING ]
[ ON A HANSOM CAB ]
[ ON MANNERS ]
[ ON A FINE DAY ]
[ ON WOMEN AND TOBACCO ]
[ DOWN TOWN ]
[ ON KEYHOLE MORALS ]
[ FLEET STREET NO MORE ]
[ ON WAKING UP ]
[ ON RE-READING ]
[ FEBRUARY DAYS ]
[ ON AN ANCIENT PEOPLE ]
[ ON GOOD RESOLUTIONS ]
[ ON A GRECIAN PROFILE ]
[ ON TAKING A HOLIDAY ]
[ UNDER THE SYCAMORE ]
[ ON THE VANITY OF OLD AGE ]
[ ON SIGHTING LAND ]
