The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1875-11-10
LAMBERTvILLE Nj, WEDNESDAY NovEMT



The old gentleman's name Is Silas, and
that Of his eldest son is George, his wife is
Matilda, and his three pretty daughters are
named Helen, Alice and Susie there Is lit
tie Silas, too, and an older boy whose name is
too queer to mention.
The bees had alighted in great bunch, as
large as half bushel measure, on the limb Of
a peach tree in the yard. You all know how
| it is done. A table is put under the over
hanging limb, spread with a clean white cloth,
and the hive placed thereon.
Then one of the boys-one that is good for
nothing else-is sent into the tree with saw
to sever the limb ; the limb comes down slow
ly and easily, and the old gent below, dressed
in great coat, buckskin gloves, cowhide
boots, and a bed quilt tied around his neck
and face. slyly manipulates twig from the
tree and in two minutes has safely coaxed
every bee to enter the hive, during all of
which time Matilda and Alice and Susie
pounded the bottoms out of just four tin
pans, little Silas does the prettiest yelping,
while the boy with the queer name is just old
enough and sharp enough to slip behind the
house and wait for the thing to come to a
point. Now this is the way it ought to have
gone off but it isn't the way it did.
oilas, the eider, was very comfortably puhu-
ieu up ior 30 warm u"Y' anu nc ii'.u MS sun
well arranged, only he forgot to tie strings
around the bottom of his pants leg.
The bees had settled on the limb of peach
tree, and Silas, when his table and white
cloth and hive were all ready, commanded
Now, George, grab that old rusty saw
and climb ; guess you can cut that small
limb of easy enough"
George was just home from n six months
term at school, and he felt great tenderness
for his father, and would have gone through
patch OF thisties barefoot TO please the old
gent, and yet he had particular dread for
the business, ana OF q pee, ana particuiariy
began to fiddle away cautiously upon the par
ticular limb. One little bunch OF bees drop
ped off and were Gagged another andanother
small bunch dropped, and the prospect SEEM
ed good, when suddenly an old honey maker,
who had been in the business before scared
upward. George shut up one eye quick, gave
one terrific surge ON the old rusty saw, got
out of that tree at one jump, and his anxious
mother caught one glimpse of him as he flew
around the corner of the barn twenty yards
away.
But poor old Silas! The bees came down
and he thought the bunch was as big as a hay
stack now. They did not 90 into the hive,
but they went through his ovcrcoat and bed
quilts as If these only had been mosquito
bars, and they climbed UP the inside OF his
pants legs, and the Old gent danced as he had
never danced before; and he slapped MS legs
as he never allowed any one else to slap them,
and his voice lowered hlgh ABOVE inc ciatter
of the tin pans and the yeiis Oh little oilas as
he yelled
Throw water on me Throw water on
me, wet me down
lie rolled three or Tour times over IN the
grass, and sprang up shouting slap me
slap me Oah some ye slap me III .ne
midst OF which little Siias crept up behind
his infuriated pa ana dealt MN hveiy one
with single but poor iittie oiias landed
the next instant against the mix mouse, ior
his pa took him and his Single Tor Thousand
bees and gently brushed them on
., the agony oil that three minutes jig =
lie appealed to his vile.
Matilda, ior heaven sake, prihg me an
But these things don't last always, any