A little break from the serious discussion,
From the files of the Historical Honeybee Article Archives

Its swarm season so,,,,
Some beautiful bee swarm poetry from 1853

The Star And Banner
Friday, October 21, 1853 Gettysburg, Pennsylvania 

A Yankee, out walking, in Virginia, at
Wheeling, while to himself a talking, 
experienced a feeling-strange, painful, and
alarmin' from his capus to his knees, and
he suddenly discovered, he was covered
o'er with bees! They rested on his eyelids,
and perched upon his nose; they
colonized his peaked face, and swarmed 
upon his clothes. They explored his
swelling nostrils, dived deep into his ears;
they crawled up his "trousers," and filled
his eyes with tears! Did he yell like a 
hyena? Did he holler like a loon? Was
he scar't and did he "cut an' run?" or
did the criter-swoon? Ne'er a one!
He wasn't scar't a mite; he never swoons
-nor hollers: but he hived `em in a 
nail-keg tight! and sold 'em for two dollars!

Joe
Feralbeeproject.com

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