The Portland daily press. [volume] (Portland, Me.) 1862-1921, 1869-09-25

"Oh, Sarah and are not going" said.
"She has to watch the bees, and am not well
enough to ride to-day, so l shall keep her
company.
Mr.. Brooks actually bit his lip, and looked
gloomy.
"Why, Phene Bennett thought to my
self, shave you made conquest Already
can't be the mans disappointed because alil
not eoinc.' In the instant another IDEA
struck me. and | looked around for Saiah,
hut She was I'D stairs making beds. She came
IN Tho window when Belle was ready to
mount. Mr. Brooks scarcely noticed her, but
assisted Belle with the greatest care, paid her
a compliment on the way she held the reins
in her Tiny gauntleied bands, and then away
they rode, Bellies merry laugh floating back
on the air. d. .....
Invent up 10 my room and tried to read
little, but the scent Of roses and of newly-cut
hay stole through the window, and the blue
Dird ana robbins were singing, so that l was
soon glad 10 lay down my book, for it was
better to be quiet there and receive rest into
my soul. heard the bees humming and
buzzing among the flowers, and wondered il
Sarah was watching them.
Il believe | will go down and study into the
nature of gray,"I thought, suddenly, and on
| the impulse ! went
"You'll find her right out by tho back door,
under the apple tree" said Aunt En-, when j
inquired after Sarah.
So went out exploring. can fairly see it
row, that fine old yard with its row of fruit
trees and the little garden in the corner. I'm
der the trees stood the hives, ten in row,
with the bees coming and going full of bust
ness and excitement. And near by sat Sarah
with her work in her hand, in her quiet con-
tented way,seeming natural part Of the sur
ny morning, the bees humming, the sweet
air. I'7-t '
ITO begin with" 1 thought to myself, ''yorl
remind me of IZaak Walton and his book,
where he described the meek who inherited
the earth. You are inheriting this morning.
So far gray is good"
can end of this bench is all 1 have to offer
you, Miss Bennett" said Sarah; shut won't
you sit DOWN." 5.-H ~
"Don't call me Miss Bennet-Tm Phene,"I
entreated. Eyes, I'll come in a minute but
want to look at the garden first"
ForI delight in old-fashioned gardens, and
| this was just after my own heart. The beds
| and old fashioned pinks for borders, that
| double kind that fall apart, too fragrant to
| live. GilIyflowers double and sweet peoples
like great quadrupled roses, amarantbs and
"bottles," maigolds and peonies, sweet-peas
and larkspurs there were in plenty, and a
bed Of mignonnette. Early astors were in
bloom and the chrysanthemums were lust be-
ginning to bud. Then there was useful bed,
all sweet and bitter herbs, and it seemed SO
good. Lavender and sage, rue and saffron,
and dozen stalks Of spicy fenneI. I like peo-
pie who keep such gardens as that right along
from year to year ;they seem to mean so much
more than snowy city gardens with hired gar
| deners.
pulled sprig of heart-ease and'wen back
| to Sarah. IN ~ -trH s'l.- at -. .e.A
"What makes you have to watch the bees
| all the time ?" asked. .
"They are just ready to swarm" she said
in tone that showed her interest, "and we
have to watch where they 60 to, or we NAV
| lose them. They might fly to the woods or
| to some other farm ''s b. .s -
"Pretty little brown things, aren't they %
said, after observing them a moment.
| Yes indeed. Brown all busted with
| bronze. And such busy, cheerful little crea-
| lures. i almost feel as if knew them apart.
| and have names for some Of them. There's
Dot now y she said, us a tiny bee poised it
self an instant on her arm and Thea flew off
to the clover. r.-.-- --.r.
"Why, how splendid! l never knew YOU
could make pets of them," exclaimed. "And
here you sit these pleasant days, getting the
very heart OF the summer into your heart,
while Belle and 1 rush from place to place.
and get dizzy and tired, and don't know what
we are about"
"Oh, no." she said, smiling. "Just think
how much you can get from every place you
go to. went on a journey once to the noun
tains, and l remember every height, every
tree and cloud and the vely roads we went
by, and the people VIC met, such different
characters! felt rich when came home,
with so much put safely away in my life to
think of
"You are regular bee yourself", 1 said, as
watched some Of the little winged things
fiyinO homo with tho 4
ed far away. G+ aE - ri -
MY flights are almost like Dots then.o she
said and her contented look struck me more
forcibly than ever Gle always goes 10 the
nearest flowers. But honey is honey WHEREBY
er we get it.
And this was one of Bellies gray people!
l thought, with no sparkle, nothing in her
character to take hold Of Why, she is as
good reading as one of Auerbach's romances
my headache is all gone" said. at is a
great deal nicer to be sitting here by the bee
hives than riding under the hot sun with
Belle and Mr.. Brooks. | don't like gentle
men very well; do you? think love makes
three quarters of all the trouble there is"
why no; think love is the most beauti-
full thing in life !" she said earnestly; but at
the same time the color rose in her face, and
she looked slightly uneasy.
One of Bellies old maids thought again:
beautiful thing in life!
While we were talking the hum and buzz
of the bees increased rapidly, and there SEEM
ed to be a perfect cloud of them issuing from
one OF the hives, and lowering over it. Some
Of them flew so near, their wings almost
brushed my cheek, and I started ',.l-a
They're swarming," said Sarah, in low,
excited voice. Don't move quick or act
frightened; they won't hurt you. Oh, hope
thew will cattla in nitp our rorJ
Last summer one swarm went mile off,"
There was clatter of horses hoofs down
the road. r..H t.I.ue4 ..l
"There are Belle and Mr.. Brooks;n ex-
claimed. 10
Sarah had risen and stood with one hand
resting on a low limb of the apple tree, while
she looked first at the bees and then at Belle
in her pretty blue habit, spring to the ground.
Belle saw us, and came running round the
house with her little whip in her hand, while
Mr.. Brooks fastened the horses. (
"Oh, we had such splendid ride.n she ex-
claimed. But mercy, how those bees act
Do come away; you'll get stupg."
"Oh no, Belle; they won't touch you if you
keep stl,p said Sarah. weren't you pleased
with the cliff? 1t is so fine in summer. with
the laurels and rhododendrons all in bloom"
"Bees swarming, eh ~ asked Mr.. Brooks,
joining US; "Fll hive them for you if they set
tie soon, Sarah" e-1 H}ltf17 -
"Oh, thank you," she said; 81 was just 60
ing in to blow the horn for James he is down
in the meadow lot. But if you will do it,
Hugh, you had better ask mother right away
for the gloves" --. -s. !...-.....-.. .....
The flying and buzzing grew $50 formidable
that was alarmed; they seemed to darken
the very air before my eyes," |
$50 away, you wretchr cried Belle, srik- |
ing with her whip; sob, oh! am stung! oh, |
they are killing mew u -. 'q-lf>t
Sarah, Sarah" screamed Aunt En- from |
the window; "don't you stir hand nor foot;
they're settling on your arm! Belle, run in
here as fast as ever you can, and I'll put some
saleratus water on those stings."
Poor Belle had been stung twice on her lp
She was crying, and did not know which way
to turn, till Mr.. Brooks led her into the house
was trembling all over, for the bees were on
every side of me flying toward Sarah, and
there was already quite large black bunch
of them clinging to her sleeve, as her arm
rested on the apple-bough. ...
"Pm sorry" she said, softly, shut you had
hotter not stir aVaV vet Or II NAV d;et,r,,