Evening journal., 1900-05-05

Nios WARY AIM JOueb,
Sandtown, Shoostring Deestrict,
Kent County, Dellywer. /
Mi dere Mary Ann:
I've jined the Brandywine Hundred |
SOsiety fer the PrOmoshun of Politikal |
Stems an Puritee. Mister Addix isl
president, an he's set me down fer wot
he calls an essay on bees. | asst him
where to begin an where to leve off an
be sed to take mi text frum Websters
Unbridged Dickshunerry an quit wen
| got to the pint where ] didn't know
nuthin' more about bees. I've bin sit
tin up mites tryin' to git facks about
bees. LoOkin' in the dickshunerry
hain't mutch good. The feller hoo got
up that book never set down on
clover he'd as had a bee in hit, an /
allow as how he never upset a beehive
by mistake or plowed a bees nest up
outten the field an had the plow
handles rakin' him up an down the
ribs vile he wuz tryin' to hold the
hosses while the beez wuz workin on
their sensibilities. Here's wOt Mister
Webster sez about bees:
Bee (be) p. p. of Be;-used for been
lObs.l Spenser.
Bee (be) n. las beo; akin to d. bill
and Bile, lcel. by Sw & Dan. bi o II G. /
pini, G. biene, and perb. Ir. beach,
Lith. bits SlSr. bha 97l 1. (ZoOl.) AM
insect of the order Hymenoptera, and
family Apidae (the honey bees). or
family Andrenidae (the solitary bees).
See Honeybee.
Mister Webster may no wot he's
talkin' about, but, eff he dus, l don't
I've knowed bees all mi life. an I've
herd the ole foxes talk about 'em, an
l never herd 'em say nuthin' of that
kind. I alwus herd as how the bee
wus flyin' bug with a sweet tooth an
stinger I've herd fellers wOt got
afoul of the bizness end of a bee call
hit different names, but nun Of them
ever called hit wot Mister Webster dus
l wunder eff Mister Webster ever spent
week on a farm when wite clover'sI
bloomin', an boys is runnin' aroun'I
barefoot. Ef he did he mus a-forgot a
good dele he herd about bees.
Bees IL divided into llasses. There's
the honey bee the humble bee, the
huskin' bee an the bee in the bonnit.
honey bees makes honey; humble bees
makes buzz, huskin' bees make husks.
an bees in the bonnit makes trubble.
Bees is buzzin' every place up yere.
Mitey nigh every feller yu metes has
CHER, Filemma Chandler an Charlie
Smith is all tryin' to hive the same
swarm. Our ole friend Peter Jay Ford
has got his hives settin' aroun, an he's
waitin with a shot gun to ketch Jay
/ wilkins KoOch an DOckter John jay
Black sneakin aroun' to try an stele
the honey. Yu kant git within half
skware of Mister Ford without hearin
the beez a-buzzin John p, DOnnyho
! has got bees. too; an so has Frank
! Bradlee. an Emmitt Stidem. Yu never
seen sech buzzin' time in all yore life
/ Hit betes Zeke Flemin's saw mill all
to peeses. Honey Oughter be mitey
chepe up yer along about September
an October, an you kin tell Bob Rem
nelds as how there'll be lots of seckind-
! hand bee hives fer sale IN Moo kassel
/ kounty about the time frost Gums.
II Yu oughter see the beez swarmin
aroun' Mister Willerd Sawlsberry an
Mister John Biggs. Rely, hits wun-
der to me as how they hain't bin stung
to deth. In fack, Mister Sawlsberry
\ top me as how he gest he'd have to bi
a lot of fOurs to set in his offs to keep
the beez frum botherin' him so much.
Mister Biggs KANT etc nuthen swete,
fer ef he duz, the beez lite on his mus
fash an tickel his nose sumthin' dred-
full He's ordered bee mask, but hit
hain't cum yet
Mister Handy an Mister Gray has
got beez, 2. They allow as how they
don't mind the buzzin'. In fack, Mis-
ter Gray told me as how they'd got
kinder ust to hit an liked hit moren
more.
Wi. Mary Ann, yu CANT walk up
Markit strete without meetin 4 or
fellers hoo has beez; an the wa they
buzz is a kaushen. Mister AddiX cain't
leve the house. He's got his HI skreens
in an they're jes' black with beez.
We're burnin' lamps up yere at Marry
Floor Ease all the time. fer the beez
has shet out the dalite. III sertenly be
glad wen they're hived an things gifts
settled once more.
Ef yu cum up to Sc me, don't ware
that yaller hat of yorn with the pink
nours fer the pollytishens has drawed
so meney beez here that the wimmir
caint ware no flours In there hats fel
fere Of bein' stung to deth.
met George See Mortin on the strett
an he had his hat off fannin' the ali
kinder desprit like. I sez, Watts tn,
matter, George?' an he sez, CANT VI
see emp l sez, See wot?' an ne sez
'Beez.' / allowed as how I didn't Sc,
nuthin, an he yelled Hurrah fer Brian
an the Beef an wen on down th,
strete towards the Dellywer Demokrati,
Leeg, fannin' the air with his hat an
sayin' things. Harry Sammons has go
beez, p They tell me as how he's rent
ed all the clover feelds aroun SUNNI
Bridge fer the seeson, an has ordere,
hunderd hives. Maybe he kin hell
Dave Rose sum- fer Mister Malone.
seems to hav' run in on the Penkadde
hives an lef Dave nuthin' but las
yeres hOneycomb. Dave mus hay
sum beez and sum buzz rite away fe
things is gittin' all lopsided out in Pen
1adder.
They haint no end OF fellers as IA
beez an Wen l rite mi essay fer tn
Brandywine Sosiety fer the Promoshu
OF Politikal Stems an Puritee. hits m
intenshun to dele with the subjec
along lines witch viii make Miste
Webster opin his eyes an wunder ef h
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