The cause of the bees, which has been so eloquently and pathetically pleaded by the Poet of the Seasons, is supported by M. Huber, on a principle more intelligible, perhaps, and more persuasive, to most country bee-masters, viz. interest. He deprecates the destruction of bees, and recommends to the cultivator to be content with a reasonable share of the wealth of the hive; arguing very justly, we believe, that a little taken from each of a number of hives, is ultimately much more profitable than a greater quantity obtained by a total destruction of a few.
We conclude our observations on this curious insect by two poetical quotations.
“Of all the race of animals, alone
The bees have common cities of their own.
Mindful of coming cold, they share the pain,
And hoard for winter’s use the summer’s gain.
Some o’er the public magazines preside,
And some are sent new forage to provide;
These drudge in fields abroad, and those at home
Lay deep foundations for the labour’d comb;
To pitch the waxen flooring some contrive;
Some nurse the future nation of the hive.
Their toil is common, common is their sleep;
They shake their wings when morn begins to peep:
Rush through the city gates without delay,
Nor ends their work but with declining day.”
Churchill, after the following beautiful and picturesque description, introduces a sovereign, drawing from it, in a soliloquy, the most natural reflections on the momentous duties of his station.
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Strength in her limbs, and on her wings dispatch,
The bee goes forth; from herb to herb she flies,
From flow’r to flow’r, and loads her lab’ring thighs
With treasur’d sweets, robbing those flow’rs, which left,
Find not themselves made poorer by the theft,
Their scents as lively, and their looks as fair,
As if the pillager had not been there.
Ne’er doth she flit on pleasure’s silken wing,
Ne’er doth she loit’ring let the bloom of spring
Unrifled pass, and on the downy breast
Of some fair flow’r indulge untimely rest.
Ne’er doth she, drinking deep of those rich dews
Which chemist Night prepar’d, that faith abuse
Due to the hive, and, selfish in her toils,
To her own private use convert the spoils.
Love of the stock first call’d her forth to roam,
And to the stock she brings her honey home.”
CHAP. XXIII.
CURIOSITIES RESPECTING INSECTS.—(Continued.)
Wild Bees.
The Clothier Bee.—The Carpenter Bee.—The Mason Bee.—The Upholsterer Bee.—The Leaf-cutter Bee.—Curious Account of an Idiot Boy and Bees.—Mr. Wildman’s Curious Exhibitions of Bees explained.