Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1891-11-07
BUMeLEseEs AT CAMP MEETING.
RoguIsb Il5ys Devise Performance More
Exciting Than Preaching.

One hundred bumblebees and 1000
people were ut camp meeting last
summer In Murdoch Grove. III. Ex-
cursion trains had brought strangers
from miles around. The great tent
could not hold huff the people, and In
the path leading TO 1t thousands stroll
ed all day. n constant procession CON-
ing and going through the woods. Al
the edge Of the path and not six rods
from the tent. five boys found bum
blebees' nest. Here was chance for
fun. They showed sticks into the nest
until the bees were mad enough TO
sting even Ben Harrison or Lily Lang.
try. The youngsters then hid behind
q large oak tree. Along this path,
within foot OF this nest, passed. the
people An old farmer came along
eating crackers and cheese. He look
ed rs innocent rs spring pullet.
Buzz! Buzz!
Jerusalem! Guess I'd better jog
along! Whoa! Bgosh! Whoopw
He darted into the woods rubbing
his left ear. The boys behind the tree
dared not laugh aloud. Soon came a
Frenchman. an artist from Blooming
ton. walking slowly. His mustach was
waxed artistically.
'Zut! Ze bird! " bug! Ze bee!
Re devil!"
He leaped for the woods. striking
right and left. The flesh under his
right eye pulled up. An interval Of
several minutes then came n German
horse doctor from Decatur. A meer-
schaum pipe sticking out OF his coat
pocket.
Buzz! Buzz!
'Yau! Yau! Yau! Nein! Mine
Gotim
He waddled into the wood; sat down
OH log and pulled sting out of his
neck. All was quiet until there came
two Peoria dudes with eyeglasses.
dainty canes. cigarettes aud sickly
grins at pretty girls. They were chat
tering like monkeys 49,.
Buzz! Buzz!
Bah Jove! Wun. Chappie! Wun,
Chollic, wun! Bah! Bah! BAH"
They did not stop until they reached
the well. where they thrust their burn
ing hands into pail OF cold water.
The BOYS now threw q few sticks ai
the nest 10 keep the bees in fighting
trim. Next came two lovers. q coach
man and a servant girl from Rock
Island. Her pouting lips were muir
muring softly very near his face.
Buzz! Buzz!
Holy Mu!doon!" she yelled, spring
ing into tho arms of her lover, who
carried her swiftly into the depths OF
the forest Her upper lip was badly
swollen. The bees seemed more savage
than ever. Along came n city woman,
gayly dressed. her pretty little nose
stuck away up in the air US il she de-
spised everything rural. Her skirts
were lifted just enough to display a
foot of which any woman might Ut
proud.
Buzz! Buzz!
She jumped TWO feet straight into the
air, ciutching at her nose clutching al
her aukle, Ouch! Shoe! Scat! Police!
Services in the tent were nearly
over now. The presiding elder thought
he Lniiced too much commotion out.
side the teat. He walked down toward
the boys behind the tree. He weighs
200 pounds. He is jovial. Everybody
likes him. He came and stood righI
over the nest.
Boys he said. IF you are making
unnecessary noise you must stop. II
is true that the devil goeth about like
q roaring"
Buzz! Buzz!
Whack! Siam! Bang! BifT! Ur
into the air he leaped and came down
seated plump on the nest. Buzz! Buzz
Whack! Slam! Bang! Biff! Up he
jumped and TO the tent he bounded
without o word. The long metre
doxology sounded from the tent. aud
the boys walked up to receive the bene
diction.