The Daily Astorian. [volume] (Astoria, Or.) 1876-1883, 1881-06-05
Boss Busy Bumble Bee.

Yesterday a bumble bee. strange f.
visitor to be in the city; buzzed 1
across the face OF way farcr on
the street, bringing with him sug-
gestions OF the meadows. He was
not an humble bee: there was not
trace of humility.in his department
he was humble bee. with capt.
tai b, and don't YOU forget it. The
humble bee is the very type of the
summer loitefer. He does not work
himself TO death, like the little busy
bee that doth improve each shining
hour. He loafs and invites his soul;
the dear old laundering awkward
reveller. The very smell of him is
suggestive of the weedy banks of a
favorite trout stream. where thiStleS
grow, and fat flowers hide under
rank leaves or broad stretches of
red clovcr,or blossoms of sweet pea
vines. Who would T't swap two
davs Of weary hard worked city life
to be humble bee for one dav in
the meadows Of farmer Gray for IN
stance. along the classic shades of
klaskanie? How Jolly it would be
to light on the red topped clover
that bends down under the weight
and clasp it tight with those bristly
fuzzy legs, and dip down into the
hectares, taking no refusal, ,wallow-
ing and stumbling around on ii, get
ting @old-dusted with the pollen.
The humble bee is your true cpl
cure: but he always pretends to be
engaged on business OF importance.
His buzz, even when he is on pro-
tracted loaf, i worse than that of a
Chinese dragon kite in a windy dav,
and makes YOU think that lac is as
busy as one Of Balm x Co. : planners
with a few circular saws thrown i'm.
If you take blade of grass and
push him gently when he is ON a
thistle bloom, he will kick at YOU
and 90 on feeding. \ honey bee
would be off like "A shot. but Mr..
Bundle gives shrug OF impatience
and burrows angrilv down in the
blossom, as much as 10 say: o, 90
way from here with your foolish
ness: I'm busy, for it is In the ma
ture Of this insect 10 think that hc
is busy when he is eating. Perhaps
he Is right, some business men have
the same opinion. There Is a great
deal of human nature I'm humble
bee. Honey bees ny straight from
place to place: hence the phrase.
bee-line. But humble bee never
seems To be going anywhere in par
ticular. Sometimes be- flies lazily
sideways OF backward. and goes
tumbling around all day. His chiet
amusement is in aggTavating drow-
Sy dogs like Sam and Brick. lie
will buzz around Just close enough
to make dog give~a languid snap
or keep one eye open and twitcl
his upper lip. 1t is impossible fol
the humble bee 10 conceal his ma.
licious pleasure in this cruel amuse
ment. In fact the intcrestingcrca
ture suggest in every way the pleas
ures of country life to iaded cit,
folk, It's drowsy aimless drift; tn,
open air, the hedges, the meadows
no steamer davs, no collection davs
no business days, no shipping, no
marketing, only long maps in tn,
middle Of the dav, buds of mint il
tumbler with "A stick and a straw
Il simmer Of fheat along dusty roads
the smell of blossoms, new mowI
hay, the old horse nibbling grass ia
the fence corners, the qualrelsom,
setting hen, the king-fsher hvin.
up the creek, the wood-pecker tap
ping the dead limb: and thousand
other visions arise at the sight anC
smell Of a humble bee buzzing OF
the streets of the city. What al
advertisement few of them woul,
be for our summering resorts, le
loose on the streets of Portland, w,
offer this as suggestion for mine
hosts Megler & Wright, of the n,
plus ultra Occidemt, Stanley. ct al
We find this in the Oregonian
of yesterday: This paper canno
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