Woodside - or, Look, Listen, and Learn. by Caroline Hadley
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arms, will you, my little pet, even if some bees do settle on you? Yes,
yes, you shall come," he said; for he could not bear to have her disappointed. "If they cover me," said Jack, "I won't touch one of them!" So all but grandmamma started off for the garden; and sure enough there was hanging from one of the lower branches of the plum-tree a huge bunch of bees; it was wonderful how they managed to keep together. "They'll hive easy," said the gardener. Bob held the new hive directly under the cluster of bees, and the gardener gently shook the bough on which it was hanging, when the bees fell into it. Numbers, however, flew about hither and thither in a state of great commotion. "Don't be frightened, Annie dear," said grandpapa; "they won't hurt you--keep quite still." A few bees settled on Jack and Mary, many more on the gardener and Bob, but only two or three on grandpapa and Annie, for he was a little farther off than the others. By-and-by all the bees flew away into the hive after their queen, and no one was stung. The hive was then placed upon a board on the ground and left there. In the evening, when all was quiet, the gardener took up the hive and set it by the side of the other bees. |
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