The bee. (Newtown, Conn.) 1877-1877, 1877-07-26


DANBURY, Conn.,, July 20, 1877.
DEAR SIR:-Bees are proverbially
busy Newtown BEES especially have
the appearance of Industry judging from
some that have struck a Decline across
the country and been buzzing around
here, used TO be afraid of bees, and
shy around the outskirts of my fathers
garden giving the bee-house wide berth
to avoid them. l used to think they had
too much point l am not afraid of the
Newtown BEES. have captured them
and held them in my hands, and caressl-
ed them, and find them, though sharp,
without sting, and laden with honey
gathered from every opening flower
If the BEES continue to be what they
promise TO be, am confident the New
town people will go into the BEE culture
somewhat. i know something of the
good people of Newtown, and think
they can appreciate a good thing and
will encourage your enterprise. To those
towards whom their hearts warm they
extend helping hand, and in your case
knowing that bees mnst be hived and
cared for, | doubt not their hands will
come warm from their pockets.
You seem to have made good start.
They like your paper. They want a
good local paper and will sustain you.
Even the Governor" that jehu of the
Redstone line, the man of huge vegeta-
bles, quotes Grants memorable sentence,
Let tuce have Pea(r)ce."
All this sets my thoughts to running
on Newtown. There is no more healthy
locality, and few towns that combine
more natural beauties. With the Glen
few places Can boast of more romantic
scenery. By the way, hear the Glen is
being shorn of its beauty by the ak of
the despoiler. If that is SO Newtown
should demand of the woodman to
spare that tree" have a picture,
sketched in the Glen, hung up in mem.
ory's gallery, which no woodman, with
ruthless ak can rob me of. | sat down
by the babbling stream beneath the ever
greens as comfortably isolated from the
world as if in the heart of the Adiron-
dacs. had only to forget the village
not five minutes away, but hidden from
sight, snd the factories whose busy hum
did not reach me, and give fancy little
license, and was in Switzerland in the
mountain ravines, with the mountain
peaks shooting up around me, and the
siivery streams trickling down their rug
ged sides, here seen through an evergreen
opening, there heard murmuring their
gentle story under the thick foliage 1t
only lacked snow capped mountain
| peak GROWING the scene to render the
illusion complete, and that was supplied
by heaped-up silvery cloud that shot
up into the blue sky, over the green-top
ped hills But | will not attempt to re-
sketch it here, lest | inflict poorly
drawn picture upon you. ] have only to
say if the woodman has spoiled that
scene, l am out with him. II he is told
SO undoubtedly he will put up his ak. In
some things the lover of nature can de-
fly him. He cannot take down the noun
tains, nor rip up the winding way if
he robs them of their evergreen mantle.
More could be said about the Glen,
and the placid Housatonic that skirts the
Glen. There is much unwritten history
connected with both--pic-nics, fishing
bees and boating bees, and some day
your BEE will roam in those classic fields
and sip honey.
A good local paper is thought-ex-
change, real medium of information,
and guardian of public interests. That
your paper will maintain that character
have no doubt. Your people are going
to sustain you at the point of the pen,
and that next TO stamps, take it, is
what an editor wishes. Items OF interest
ale seeds from which editors produce
crop of information. Then send in seed
and let ye editor sift and winnow, and
see what he will ''pan out" Stock thus
invested in your local paper pays good
dividend.
l hope and trust the good people will
not only multiply your subscription list
by two but by three and four as well,
and make the BEES swarm lively. Long
may you buzz. Yours Truly, II.
Editor of he Bee