IwishIhadthoughtofitbefore。
Mychiefcameback,allbrownwithlivingintheopenair,andveryangryatfindingitsohotintheplains。ThatsameafternoonwethreeandKadirBukshbegantopackforourmonth'sholiday,Vixenrollinginandoutofthebullock-trunktwentytimesaminute,andGarmgrinningalloverandthumpingonthefloorwithhistail。Vixenknewtheroutineoftravellingaswellassheknewmyoffice-work。Shewenttothestation,singingsongs,onthefrontseatofthecarriage,whileGarinsatwithme。Shehurriedintotherailwaycarriage,sawKadirBukshmakeupmybedforthenight,gotherdrinkofwater,andcurledupwithherblack-patcheyeonthetumultoftheplatform。Garinfollowedherthecrowdgavehimalanealltohimselfandsatdownonthepillowswithhiseyesblazing,andhistailahazebehindhim。
WecametoUmballainthehotmistydawn,fourorfivemen,whohadbeenworkinghardfoxelevenmonths,shoutingforourdales——thetwo-horsetravellingcarriagesthatweretotakeusuptoKalkaatthefootoftheHills。ItwasallnewtoGarm。Hedidnotunderstandcarriageswhereyoulayatfulllengthonyourbedding,butVixenknewandhoppedintoherplaceatonce;Garinfollowing。TheKalkaRoad,beforetherailwaywasbuilt,wasaboutforty-sevenmileslong,andthehorseswerechangedeveryeightmiles。Mostofthemjibbed,andkicked,andplunged,buttheyhadtogo,andtheywentratherbetterthanusualforGarm'sdeepbayintheirrear。
Therewasarivertobeforded,andfourbullockspulledthecarriage,andVixenstuckherheadoutofthesliding-doorandnearlyfellintothewaterwhileshegavedirections。Garinwassilentandcurious,andratherneededreassuringaboutStanleyandKasauli。Sowerolled,barkingandyelping,intoKalkaforlunch,andGarmateenoughfortwo。
AfterKalkatheroadwoundamongthehills,andwetookacurriclewithhalf-brokenponies,whichwerechangedeverysixmiles。NoonedreamedofarailroadtoSimlainthosedays,foritwasseventhousandfeetupintheair。Theroadwasmorethanfiftymileslong,andtheregulationpacewasjustasfastastheponiescouldgo。Here,again,VixenledGarmfromonecarriagetotheother;jumpedintothebackseat,andshouted。AcoolbreathfromthesnowsmetusaboutfivemilesoutofKalka,andshewhinedforhercoat,wiselyfearingachillontheliver。IhadhadonemadeforGarmtoo,and,asweclimbedtothefreshbreezes,Iputiton,andarmchewedituncomprehendingly,butI
thinkhewasgrateful。
"Hi-yi-yi-yi!"sangVixenasweshotroundthecurves;
"Toot-toot-toot!"wentthedriver'sbugleatthedangerousplaces,and"yow!yow!"bayedGarm。KadirBukshsatonthefrontseatandsmiled。EvenhewasgladtogetawayfromtheheatofthePlainsthatstewedinthehazebehindus。Nowandthenwewouldmeetamanweknewgoingdowntohisworkagain,andhewouldsay:"What'sitlikebelow?"andIwouldshout:"Hotterthancinders。What'sitlikeupabove?"andhewouldshoutback:
"Justperfect!"andawaywewouldgo。
SuddenlyKadirBukshsaid,overhisshoulder:"HereisSolon";
andGarmsnoredwherehelaywithhisheadonmyknee。Solonisanunpleasantlittlecantonment,butithastheadvantageofbeingcoolandhealthy。Itisallbareandwindy,andonegenerallystopsatarest-housenearbyforsomethingtoeat。I
gotoutandtookbothdogswithme,whileKadirBukshmadetea。A
soldiertold,usweshouldfindStanley"outthere,"noddinghisheadtowardsabare,bleakhill。
WhenweclimbedtothetopwespiedthatveryStanley,whohadgivenmeallthistrouble,sittingonarockwithhisfaceinhishands,andhisovercoathanginglooseabouthim。Ineversawanythingsolonelyanddejectedinmylifeasthisonelittleman,crumpledupandthinking,onthegreatgrayhillside。
HereGarmleftme。
Hedepartedwithoutaword,and,sofarasIcouldsee,withoutmovinghislegs。Heflewthroughtheairbodily,andIheardthewhackofhimasheflunghimselfatStanley,knockingthelittlemancleanover。Theyrolledonthegroundtogether,shouting,andyelping,andhugging。Icouldnotseewhichwasdogandwhichwasman,tillStanleygotupandwhimpered。
Hetoldmethathehadbeensufferingfromfeveratintervals,andwasveryweak。Helookedallhesaid,butevenwhileI
watched,bothmananddogplumpedouttotheirnaturalsizes,preciselyasdriedapplesswellinwater。Garinwasonhisshoulder,andhisbreastandfeetallatthesametime,sothatStanleyspokeallthroughacloudofGarin——gulping,sobbing,slaveringGarm。HedidnotsayanythingthatIcouldunderstand,exceptthathehadfanciedhewasgoingtodie,butthatnowhewasquitewell,andthathewasnotgoingtogiveupGarinanymoretoanybodyundertherankofBeelzebub。
Thenhesaidhefelthungry,andthirsty,andhappy。
Wewentdowntoteaattherest-house,whereStanleystuffedhimselfwithsardinesandraspberryjam,andbeer,andcoldmuttonandpickles,whenGarmwasn'tclimbingoverhim;andthenVixenandIwenton。
Garmsawhowitwasatonce。Hesaidgood-byetomethreetimes,givingmebothpawsoneafteranother,andleapingontomyshoulder。Hefurtherescortedus,singingHosannasatthetopofhisvoice,amiledowntheroad。Thenheracedbacktohisownmaster。
Vixenneveropenedhermouth,butwhenthecoldtwilightcame,andwecouldseethelightsofSimlaacrossthehills,shesnuffledwithhernoseatthebreastofmyulster。Iunbuttonedit,andtuckedherinside。Thenshegaveacontentedlittlesniff,andfellfastasleep,herheadonmybreast,tillwebundledoutatSimla,twoofthefourhappiestpeopleinalltheworldthatnight。
THEPOWEROFTHEDOG
ThereissorrowenoughinthenaturalwayFrommenandwomentofillourday;
Butwhenwearecertainofsorrowinstore,Whydowealwaysarrangeformore?
Brothersandsisters,IbidyoubewareOfgivingyourhearttoadogtotear。
BuyapupandyourmoneywillbuyLoveunflinchingthatcannotlie——
PerfectpassionandworshipfedByakickintheribsorapatonthehead。
NeverthelessitishardlyfairToriskyourheartforadogtotear。
WhenthefourteenyearswhichNaturepermitsAreclosinginasthma,ortumour,orfits,Andthevet'sunspokenprescriptionrunsTolethalchambersorloadedguns,Thenyouwillfind——it'syourownaffairBut……you'vegivenyourhearttoadogtotear。
WhenthebodythatlivedatyoursinglewillWhenthewhimperofwelcomeisstilledhowstill!
WhenthespiritthatansweredyoureverymoodIsgonewhereveritgoes——forgood,Youwilldiscoverhowmuchyoucare,Andwillgiveyourhearttoadogtotear!
We'vesorrowenoughinthenaturalway,WhenitcomestoburyingChristianclay。
Ourlovesarenotgiven,butonlylent,Atcompoundinterestofcentpercent。
Thoughitisnotalwaysthecase,Ibelieve,Thatthelongerwe'vekept'em,themoredowegrieve:
For,whendebtsarepayable,rightorwrong,Ashort-timeloanisasbadasalongSowhyinHeavenbeforewearethere!
Shouldwegiveourheartstoadogtotear?
THEMOTHERHIVE
Ifthestockhadnotbeenoldandovercrowded,theWax-mothwouldneverhaveentered;butwherebeesaretoothickonthecombtheremustbesicknessorparasites。TheheatofthehivehadrisenwiththeJunehoney-flow,andthoughthefarmersworked,untiltheirwingsached,tokeeppeoplecool,everybodysuffered。
Ayoungbeecrawledupthegreasytrampledalighting-board。
"Excuseme,"shebegan,"butit'smyfirsthoney-flight。Couldyoukindlytellmeifthisismy——"
"——ownhive?"theGuardsnapped。"Yes!Buzzin,andbefoul-broodedtoyou!Next!"
"Shame!"criedhalfadozenoldworkerswithwornwingsandnerves,andtherewasascuffleandahum。
ThelittlegreyWax-moth,pressedcloseinacrackinthealighting-board,hadwaitedthischanceallday。Shescuttledinlikeaghost,and,knowingtheseniorbeeswouldturnheroutatonce,dodgedintoabrood-frame,whereyoungsterswhohadnotyetseenthewindsblowortheflowersnoddiscussedlife。Hereshewassafe,foryoungbeeswilltolerateanysortofstranger。
BehindhercamethebeewhohadbeenslangedbytheGuard。
"Whatistheworldlike,Melissa?"saidacompanion。"Cruel!I
broughtinafullloadoffirst-classstuff,andtheGuardtoldmetogoandbefoul-brooded!"Shesatdowninthecooldraughtacrossthecombs。
"Ifyou'donlyheard,"saidtheWax-mothsilkily,"theinsolenceoftheGuard'stonewhenshecursedoursister。ItarousedtheEntireCommunity。"Shelaidanegg。Shehadstoleninforthatpurpose。
"TherewasabitofafussontheGate,"Melissachuckled。"Youwerethere,Miss?"Shedidnotknowhowtoaddresstheslimstranger。
"Don'tcallme'Miss。'I'masistertoallinaffliction——justaworking-sister。Myheartbledforyoubeneathyourburden。"TheWax-mothcaressedMelissawithhersoftfeelersandlaidanotheregg。
"Youmustn'tlayhere,"criedMelissa。"Youaren'taQueen。"
"Mydearchild,Igiveyoumymostsolemnwordofhonourthosearen'teggs。Thosearemyprinciples,andIamreadytodieforthem。"Sheraisedhervoicealittleabovetherustleandtramproundher。"Ifyou'dliketokillme,praydo。"
"Don'tbeunkind,Melissa,"saidayoungbee,impressedbythechastefoldsoftheWax-moth'swing,whichhidherceaselessegg-dropping。
"Ihaven'tdoneanything,"Melissaanswered。"She'sdoingitall。"
"Ah,don'tletyourconsciencereproachyoulater,butwhenyou'vekilledme,writeme,atleast,asonethatlovedherfellow-worker。"
Layingateverysob,theWax-mothbackedintoacrowdofyoungbees,andleftMelissabewilderedandannoyed。Sosheliftedupherlittlevoiceinthedarknessandcried,"Stores!"tillagangofcell-fillershailedher,andsheleftherloadwiththem。
"I'mafraidIfoul-broodedyoujustnow,"saidavoiceoverhershoulder。"I'dbeenontheGateforthreehours,andonewouldfoul-broodtheQueenherselfafterthat。Nooffencemeant。"
"Nonetaken,"Melissaansweredcheerily。"IshallbeonGuardmyself,someday。What'snexttodo?"
"There'sarumourofDeath'sHeadMothsabout。SendagangofyoungsterstotheGate,andtellthemtonarrowitinwithacoupleofstoutscrap-waxpillars。It'llmaketheHivehot,butwecan'thaveDeath'sHeadersinthemiddleofourhoney-flow。"
"MyOnlyWings!Ishouldthinknot!"Melissahadallasoundbee'shereditaryhatredagainstthebig,squeaking,featheryThiefoftheHives。"Tumbleout!"shecalledacrosstheyoungsters'quarters。"Allyouwhoaren'tfeedingbabies,showaleg。Scrap-waxpillarsfortheGa-ate!"Shechantedtheorderatlength。
"That'snonsense,"adowny,day-oldbeeanswered。"Inthefirstplace,IneverheardofaDeath'sHeadercomingintoahive。
Peopledon'tdosuchthings。Inthesecond,buildingpillarstokeep'emoutispurelyaCypriotetrick,unworthyofBritishbees。Inthethird,ifyoutrustaDeath'sHead,hewilltrustyou。Pillar-buildingshowslackofconfidence。Ourdearsisteringreysaysso。"
"Yes。Pillarsareun-Englishandprovocative,andawasteofwaxthatisneededforhigherandmorepracticalends,"saidtheWax-mothfromanemptystore-cell。
"ThesafetyoftheHiveisthehighestthingI'veeverheardof。
Youmustn'tteachustorefusework,"Melissabegan。
"Youmisunderstandme,asusual,love。Work'stheessenceoflife;buttoexpendpreciousunreturningvitalityandreallabouragainstimaginarydanger,thatisheartbreakinglyabsurd!IfI
canonlyteacha——alittletoleration——alittleordinarykindnessheretowardthatabsurdoldbogeyyoucalltheDeath'sHeader,I
shan'thavelivedinvain。"
"Shehasn'tlivedinvain,thedarling!"criedtwentybeestogether。"Youshouldseehersaintlylife,Melissa!Shejustdevotesherselftospreadingherprinciples,and——and——shelookslovely!"
Anold,baldishbeecameupthecomb。
"Pillar-workersfortheGate!Getoutandchewscraps。Buzzoff!"
shesaid。TheWax-mothslippedaside。
Theyoungbeestroopeddowntheframe,whispering。"What'sthematterwith'em?"saidtheoldster。"Whydotheycalleachother'ducky'and'darling'?Mustbetheweather。"Shesniffedsuspiciously。"Horridstuffysmellhere。Likestalequilts。NotWax-moth,Ihope,Melissa?"
"Nottomyknowledge,"saidMelissa,who,ofcourse,onlyknewtheWax-mothasaladywithprinciples,andhadneverthoughttoreportherpresence。ShehadalwaysimaginedWax-mothstobelikeblood-reddragon-flies。
"Youhadbetterfanoutthiscornerforalittle,"saidtheoldbeeandpassedon。Melissadroppedherheadatonce,tookfirmholdwithherfore-feet,andfannedobedientlyattheregulationstrokethreehundredbeatstothesecond。Fanningtriesabee'stemper,becauseshemustalwayskeepinthesameplacewheresheneverseemstobedoinganygood,and,allthewhile,sheiswearingoutheronlywings。Whenabeecannotfly,abeemustnotlive;andabeeknowsit。TheWax-mothcreptforth,andcaressedMelissaagain。
"Isee,"shemurmured,"thatatheartyouareoneofUs。"
"IworkwiththeHive,"Melissaansweredbriefly。
"It'sthesamething。WeandtheHiveareone。"
"Thenwhyareyourfeelersdifferentfromours?Don'tcuddleso。"
"Don'tbeprovincial,Carissima。Youcan'thavealltheworldalike——yet。"
"Butwhydoyoulayeggs?"Melissainsisted。"Youlay'emlikeaQueen——onlyyoudroptheminpatchesallovertheplace。I'vewatchedyou。"
"Ah,Brighteyes,soyou'vepiercedmylittlesubterfuge?Yes,theyareeggs。Byandbythey'llspreadourprinciples。Aren'tyouglad?"
"Yougavemeyourmostsolemnwordofhonourthattheywerenoteggs。"
"Thatwasmylittlesubterfuge,dearest——forthesakeoftheCause。NowImustreachtheyoung。"TheWax-mothtrippedtowardsthefourthbrood-framewheretheyoungbeeswerebusyfeedingthebabies。
Ittakessometimeforasoundbeetorealizeamalignantandcontinuouslie。"She'sverysweetandfeathery,"wasallthatMelissathought,"buthertalksoundslikeivyhoneytastes。I'dbettergettomyfield-workagain。"
ShefoundtheGateinasulkyuproar。Theyoungsterstoldofftothepillarshadrefusedtochewscrap-waxbecauseitmadetheirjawsache,andwereclamouringforvirginstuff。
"Anythingtofinishthejob!"saidthebadgeredGuards。"Hangup,someofyou,andmakewaxfortheseslack-jawedsisters。"
Beforeabeecanmakewaxshemustfillherselfwithhoney。Thensheclimbstosafefootholdandhangs,whileothergorgedbeeshangontoherinacluster。Theretheywaitinsilencetillthewaxcomes。Thescalesareeithertakenoutofthemaker'spocketsbytheworkers,ortinkledownontheworkerswhiletheywait。
Theworkerschewthemtheyareuselessunchewedintotheall-supporting,all-embracingWaxoftheHive。
Butnow,nosoonerwasthewax-clusterinpositionthantheworkersbelowbrokeoutagain。
"Comedown!"theycried。"Comedownandwork!Comeon,youLevantineparasites!Don'tthinktoenjoyyourselvesuptherewhilewe'resweatingdownhere!"
Theclustershivered,asfromhookedfore-foottohookedhind-footittelegrapheduneasiness。Atlastaworkersprangup,grabbedthelowestwaxmaker,andswung,kickingabovehercompanions。
"Icanmakewaxtoo!"shebawled。"GivemeafullgorgeandI'llmaketonsofit。"
"Makeit,then,"saidthebeeshehadgrappled。Thespokenwordsnappedthecurrentthroughthecluster。Itshookandglistenedlikeacat'sfurinthedark。"Unhook!"itmurmured。"Nowaxforanyoneto-day。"
"Youlazythieves!Hangupatonceandproduceourwax,"saidthebeesbelow。
"Impossible!Thesweat'sgone。Tomakeyourwaxwemusthavestillness,warmth,andfood。Unhook!Unhook!"
Theybrokeupastheymurmured,anddisappearedamongtheotherbees,fromwhom,ofcourse,theywereundistinguishable。
"Seemsasifwe'dhavetochewscrap-waxforthesepillars,afterall,"saidaworker。
"Notbyawholecomb,"criedtheyoungbeewhohadbrokenthecluster。"Listenhere!I'vestudiedthequestionmorethantwentyminutes。It'sassimpleasfallingoffadaisy。You'veheardofCheshire,RootandLangstroth?"
Theyhadnot,buttheyshouted"GoodoldLangstroth!"justthesame。
"Thosethreeknowallthatthereistobeknownaboutmakinghives。Oneort'otherof'emmusthavemadeours,andifthey'vemadeit,they'reboundtolookafterit。Oursisa'GuaranteedPatentHive。'Youcanseeitonthelabelbehind。"
"Goodoldguarantee!Hurrahforthelabelbehind!"roaredthebees。
"Well,suchbeingthecase,Isaythatwhenwefindthey'vebetrayedus,wecanexactfromthematerriblevengeance。"
"Goodoldvengeance!GoodoldRoot!'Nuffsaid!Chuckit!"ThecrowdcheeredandbrokeawayasMelissadivedthrough。
"D'youknowwhereLangstroth,RootandCheshire,liveifyouhappentowantem?sheaskedoftheproudpantingorator。
"GummeifIknowtheyeverlivedatall!Butaren'ttheybeautifulnamestobuzzabout?Didyouseehowitworkedupthesisterhood?"
"Yes;butitdidn'tdefendtheGate,"shereplied。
"Ah,perhapsthat'strue,butthinkhowdelicatemypositionis,sister。I'veamagnificentappetite,andIdon'tlikeworking。
It'sbadforthemind。MyinstincttellsmethatIcanactasarestraininginfluenceonothers。Theywouldhavebeenworse,butforme。"
ButMelissahadalreadyrisenclear,andwasheadingforabreadthofvirginwhiteclover,whichtoanovertiredbeeisassoothingasplainknittingtoawoman。
"IthinkI'lltakethisloadtothenurseries,"shesaid,whenshehadfinished。"Itwasalwaysquietthereinmyday,"andshetoppedoffwithtwolittlepatsofpollenforthebabies。
Shewasmetonthefourthbrood-combbyarushofexcitedsistersallbuzzingtogether。
"Oneatatime!Letmeputdownmyload。Now,whatisitSacharissa?"shesaid。
"GreySister——thatfluffyone,Imean——shecameandsaidweoughttobeoutinthesunshinegatheringhoney,becauselifewasshort。Shesaidanyoldbeecouldattendtoourbabies,andsomedayoldbeeswould。Thatisn'ttrue,Melissa,isit?Nooldbeescantakeusawayfromourbabies,canthey?"
"Ofcoursenot。Youfeedthebabieswhileyourheadsaresoft。
Whenyourheadsharden,yougoontofield-work。Anyoneknowsthat。"
"Wetoldherso!Wetoldherso;butsheonlywavedherfeelers,andsaidwecouldalllayeggslikeQueensifwechose。AndI'mafraidlotsoftheweakersistersbelieveher,andaretryingtodoit。Sounsettling!"
Sacharissaspedtoasealedworker-cellwhoselidpulsated,asthebeewithinbegantocutitswayout。
"Comealong,precious!"shemurmured,andthinnedthefrailtopfromtheotherside。Apale,damp,creasedthinghoisteditselffeeblyontothecomb。Sacharissa'snotechangedatonce。"Notimetowaste!Gouptheframeandpreenyourself!"shesaid。
"Reportfornursing-dutyinmywardto-morroweveningatsix。
Stopaminute。What'sthematterwithyourthirdrightleg?"
Theyoungbeehelditoutinsilence——unmistakablyadronelegincapableofpackingpollen。
"Thankyou。Youneedn'treporttillthedayafterto-morrow。"
Sacharissaturnedtohercompanion。"That'sthefifthoddityhatchedinmywardsincenoon。Idon'tlikeit。"
"There'salwaysacertainnumberof'em,"saidMelissa。"Youcan'tstopafewworkingsistersfromlaying,nowandthen,whentheyoverfeedthemselves。Theyonlyraisedwarfdrones。"
Butwe'rehatchingoutdroneswithworkers'stomachs;workerswithdrones'stomachs;andalbinoesandmixed-leggerswhocan'tpackpollen——likethatpoorlittlebeastyonder。Idon'tminddwarfdronesanymorethanyoudotheyalldieinJuly,butthissteadyhatchofodditiesfrightensme,Melissa!"
"Hownarrowofyou!Theyareallsodelightfullycleverandunusualandinteresting,"pipedtheWax-mothfromacrackabovethem。"Comehere,youdear,downyduck,andtellusallaboutyourfeelings。"
"Iwishshe'dgo!"Sacharissaloweredhervoice。"Shemeetsthese——er-odditiesastheydryout,andcuddles'emincorners。"
"Isupposethetruthisthatwe'reover-stockedandtoowellfedtoswarm,"saidMelissa。
"Thatisthetruth,"saidtheQueen'svoicebehindthem。Theyhadnotheardtheheavyroyalfootfallwhichsetsemptycellsvibrating。Sacharissaofferedherfoodatonce。Sheateanddraggedherwearybodyforward。"Canyousuggestaremedy?"shesaid。
"Newprinciples!"criedtheWax-mothfromhercrevice。"We'llapplythemquietlylater。"
"Supposewesentoutaswarm?"Melissasuggested。"It'salittlelate,butitmighteaseusoff。"
"Itwouldsaveus,but——IknowtheHive!Youshallseeforyourself。"TheoldQueencriedtheSwarmingCry,whichtoabeeofgoodbloodshouldbewhatthetrumpetwastoJob'swar-horse。
Inspiteofherimmenseagethree,years,itrangbetweenthecanon-likeframesasapibrochringsinamountainpass;thefannerschangedtheirnote,andrepeateditupineverygallery;
andthebroad-wingeddrones,burlyandeager,endeditononenerve-thrillingoutbreakofbugles:"LaReineleveult!Swarm!
Swar-rm!Swar-r-rm!"
ButtheroarwhichshouldfollowtheCallwaswanting。Theyheardabrokengrumblelikethemurmurofafallingtide。
"Swarm?Whatfor?Catchmeleavingagoodbar-frameHive,withfixedfoundations,forarotten,oldoakoutintheopenwhereitmayrainanyminute!We'reallright!It'sa'PatentGuaranteedHive。'Whydotheywanttoturnusout?Swarmingbegummed!
Swarmingwasinventedtocheataworkeroutofherpropercomforts。Comeonofftobed!"
Thenoisediedoutasthebeessettledinemptycellsforthenight。
"Youhear?"saidtheQueen。"IknowtheHive!"
"Quitebetweenourselves,Itaughtthemthat,"criedtheWax-moth。"Waittillmyprinciplesdevelop,andyou'llseethelightfromanewquarter。"
"Youspeaktruthforonce,"theQueensaidsuddenly,forsherecognizedtheWax-moth。"ThatLightwillbreakintothetopoftheHive。AHotSmokewillfollowit,andyourchildrenwillnotbeabletohideinanycrevice。"
"Isitpossible?"Melissawhispered。"I-wehavesometimesheardalegendlikeit。"
"Itisnolegend,"theoldQueenanswered。"Ihaditfrommymother,andshehaditfromhers。AftertheWax-mothhasgrownstrong,aShadowwillfallacrossthegate;aVoicewillspeakfrombehindaVeil;therewillbeLight,andHotSmoke,andearthquakes,andthosewholivewillseeeverythingthattheyhavedone,alltogetherinoneplace,burnedupinonegreatfire。"TheoldQueenwastryingtotellwhatshehadbeentoldoftheBeeMaster'sdealingswithaninfectedhiveintheapiary,twoorthreeseasonsago;and,ofcourse,fromherpointofviewtheaffairwasasimportantastheDayofJudgment。
"Andthen?"askedhorrifiedSacharissa。
"Then,Ihaveheardthatalittlelightwillburninagreatdarkness,andperhapstheworldwillbeginagain。Myself,Ithinknot。"
"Tut!Tut!"theWax-mothcried。"Yougood,fatpeoplealwaysprophesyruinifthingsdon'tgoexactlyyourway。ButIgrantyoutherewillbechanges。"
Therewere。Whenhereggshatched,thewaxwasriddledwithlittletunnels,coatedwiththedirtyclothesofthecaterpillars。Flannellylinesranthroughthehoney-stores,thepollen-larders,thefoundations,and,worstofall,throughthebabiesintheircradles,tilltheSweeperGuardsspenthalftheirtimetossingoutuselesslittlecorpses。Thelinesendedinamazeofstickywebbingonthefaceofthecomb。Thecaterpillarscouldnotstopspinningastheywalked,andastheywalkedeverywhere,theysmarmedandgarmedeverything。Evenwhereitdidnothamperthebees'feet,thestale,soursmellofthestuffputthemofftheirwork;thoughsomeofthebeeswhohadtakentoegglayingsaiditencouragedthemtobemothersandmaintainavitalinterestinlife。
Whenthecaterpillarsbecamemoths,theymadefriendswiththeever-increasingOddities——albinoes,mixed-leggers,single-eyedcomposites,facelessdrones,halfqueensandlayingsisters;andtheever-dwindlingbandoftheoldstockworkedthemselvesbaldandfray-wingedtofeedtheirqueercharges。MostoftheOdditieswouldnot,andmany,onaccountoftheirmalformations,couldnot,gothroughaday'sfield-work;buttheWax-moths,whowerealwaysbusyonthebrood-comb,foundpleasanthomeoccupationsforthem。Onealbino,forinstance,dividedthenumberofpoundsofhoneyinstockbythenumberofbeesintheHive,andprovedthatifeverybeeonlygatheredhoneyforsevenandthreequarterminutesaday,shewouldhavetherestofthetimetoherself,andcouldaccompanythedronesontheirmatingflights。Thedroneswerenotatallpleased。
Another,aneyelessdronewithnofeelers,saidthatallbrood-cellsshouldbeperfectcircles,soasnottointerferewiththegrubortheworkers。Heprovedthattheoldsix-sidedcellwassolelyduetotheworkersbuildingagainsteachotheronoppositesidesofthewall,andthatiftherewerenointerference,therewouldbenoangles。Somebeestriedthenewplanforawhile,andfounditcosteighttimesmorewaxthantheoldsixsidedspecification;and,astheyneverallowedaclustertohangupandmakewaxinpeace,realwaxwasscarce。However,theyekedouttheirtaskwithvarnishstolenfromnewcoffinsatfunerals,anditmadethemrathersick。Thentheytooktocadgingroundsugar-factoriesandbreweries,becauseitwaseasiesttogettheirmaterialfromthoseplaces,andthemixtureofglucoseandbeernaturallyfermentedinstoreandblewthestore-cellsoutofshape,besidessmellingabominably。Someofthesoundbeeswarnedthemthatill-gottengainsneverprosper,buttheOdditiesatoncesurroundedthemandballedthemtodeath。Thatwasapunishmenttheywerealmostasfondofastheywereofeating,andtheyexpectedthesoundbeestofeedthem。Curiouslyenoughtheage-oldinstinctofloyaltyanddevotiontowardstheHivemadethesoundbeesdothis,thoughtheirreasontoldthemtheyoughttoslipawayandunitewithsomeotherhealthystockintheapiary。
"What,aboutsevenandthree-quarterminutes'worknow?"saidMelissaonedayasshecamein。"I'vebeenatitforfivehours,andI'veonlyhalfaload。"
"Oh,theHivesubsistsontheHivalHoneywhichtheHiveproduces,"saidablindOdditysquattinginastore-cell。
"Buthoneyisgatheredfromflowersoutsidetwomilesawaysometimes,"criedMelissa。
"Pardonme,"saidtheblindthing,suckinghard。"ButthisistheHive,isitnot?"
"Itwas。Worseluck,itis。"
"AndtheHivalHoneyishere,isitnot?"Itopenedafreshstore-celltoproveit。
"Ye-es,butitwon'tbelongatthisrate,"saidMelissa。
"Therateshavenothingtodowithit。ThisHiveproducestheHivalHoney。Youpeopleneverseemtograsptheeconomicsimplicitythatunderliesalllife。"
"Oh,me!"saidpoorMelissa,"haven'tyoueverbeenbeyondtheGate?"
"Certainlynot。Afool'seyesareintheendsoftheearth。Mineareinmyhead。"Itgorgedtillitbloated。
Melissatookrefugeinherpoorlypaidfield-workandtoldSacharissathestory。
"Hut!"saidthatwisebee,frettingwithanoldmaidofathistle。"Tellussomethingnew。TheHive'sfullofsuchashim——it,Imean。"
"What'stheendtobe?Allthehoneygoingoutandnonecomingin。Thingscan'tlastthisway!"saidMelissa。
"Whocares?"saidSacharissa。"Iknownowhowdronesfeelthedaybeforethey'rekilled。Ashortlifeandamerryoneforme。"
"Ifitonlyweremerry!Butthinkofthoseawful,solemn,lop-sidedOdditieswaitingforusathomecrawlingandclamberingandpreaching——anddirtyingthingsinthedark。"
"Idon'tmindthatsomuchastheirsillysongs,afterwe'vefed'em,allabout'workamongthemerry,merryblossoms,"saidSacharissafromthedeepsofastaleCanterburybell。
"Ido。How'sourQueen?"saidMelissa。
"Cheerfullyhopeless,asusual。Butshelaysaneggnowandthen。"
"Doessheso?"Melissabackedoutofthenextbellwithajerk。
"Supposenow,wesoundworkerstriedtoraiseaPrincessinsomecleancorner?"
"You'dbeputtoittofindone。TheHive'sallWax-mothandmuckings。But——well?"
"APrincessmighthelpusinthetimeoftheVoicebehindtheVeilthattheQueentalksof。AndanythingisbetterthanworkingforOdditiesthatchirrupaboutworkthattheycan'tdo,andwastewhatwebringhome。"
"Whocares?"saidSacharissa。"I'mwithyou,forthefunofit。
TheOdditieswouldballustodeath,iftheyknew。Comehome,andwe'llbegin。"
ThereisnoroomtotellhowtheexperiencedMelissafoundafar-offframesomessedandmishandledbyabandonedcell-buildingexperimentsthat,forveryshame,thebeesneverwentthere。HowinthatruinsheblockedoutaRoyalCellofsoundwax,butdisguisedbyrubbishtillitlookedlikeakopjeamongdesertedkopjes。HowsheprevaileduponthehopelessQueentomakeonelasteffortandlayaworthyegg。HowtheQueenobeyedanddied。
Howherspentcarcasswasflungoutontherubbishheap,andhowamultitudeoflayingsisterswentaboutdroppingdrone-eggswheretheylisted,andsaidtherewasnomoreneedofQueens。
How,coveredbythisconfusion,Sacharissaeducatedcertainyoungbeestoeducatecertainnew-bornbeesinthealmostlostartofmakingRoyalJelly。Howthenectarforitwaswonoutofhoursintheteethofchillwinds。Howthehiddenegghatchedtrue——nodrone,butBloodRoyal。Howitwascapped,andhowdesperatelytheyworkedtofeedanddouble-feedthenowswarmingOddities,lestanybreakinthefood-suppliesshouldsetthemtoinstitutinginquiries,which,withsongsaboutwork,wastheirfavouriteamusement。Howinanauspicioushour,onamoonlessnight,thePrincesscameforthaPrincessindeed,andhowMelissasmuggledherintoadarkemptyhoney-magazine,tobidehertime;
andhowthedrones,knowingshewasthere,wentaboutsingingthedeepdisreputablelove-songsoftheolddays——tothescandalofthelayingsisters,whodonotthinkwellofdrones。Thesethingsare,writtenintheBookofQueens,whichislaidupinthehollowoftheGreatAshYgdrasil。
Afterafewdaystheweatherchangedagainandbecameglorious。
EventheOdditieswouldnowjointhecrowdthathungoutonthealighting-board,andwouldsingofworkamongthemerry,merryblossomstillanuntrainedearmighthavereceiveditforthehumofaworkinghive。Yet,intruth,theirstore-honeyhadbeeneatenlongago。Theylivedfromdaytodayontheeffortsofthefewsoundbees,whiletheWax-mothfrettedandconsumedagaintheiralreadyruinedwax。Butthesoundbeesnevermentionedthesematters。Theyknew,iftheydid,theOdditieswouldholdameetingandballthemtodeath。
"Nowyouseewhatwehavedone,"saidtheWax-moths。"WehavecreatedNewMaterial,aNewConvention,aNewType,aswesaidwewould。"
"Andnewpossibilitiesforus,"saidthelayingsistersgratefully。"Youhavegivenusanewlife'swork,vitalandparamount。"
"Morethanthat,"chantedtheOdditiesinthesunshine;"youhavecreatedanewheavenandanewearth。Heaven,cloudlessandaccessible"itwasaperfectAugustevening"andEarthteemingwiththemerry,merryblossoms,waitingonlyourhonesttoiltoturnthemalltogood。The——er——Aster,andtheCrocus,andthe——er——Ladies'Smockinherseason,theChrysanthemumafterherkind,andtheGuelderRosebringingforthabundantlywithal。"
"Oh,HolyHymettus!"saidMelissa,awestruck。"Iknewtheydidn'tknowhowhoneywasmade,butthey'veforgottentheOrderoftheFlowers!Whatwillbecomeofthem?"
AShadowfellacrossthealighting-boardastheBeeMasterandhissoncameby。TheOdditiescrawledinandaVoicebehindaVeilsaid:"I'veneglectedtheoldHivetoolong。Givemethesmoker。"
Melissaheardanddartedthroughthegate。"Come,ohcome!"shecried。"ItisthedestructiontheOldQueenforetold。Princess,come!"
"Really,youaretooarchaicforwords,"saidanOddityinanalley-way。"Acloud,Iadmit,mayhavecrossedthesun;butwhyhysterics?Aboveall,whyPrincessessolateintheday?Areyouawareit'stheHivalTea-time?Let'ssinggrace。"
Melissaclawedpasthimwithallsixlegs。Sacharissahadruntowhatwasleftofthefertilebrood-comb。"Downandout!"shecalledacrossthebrownbreadthofit。"Nurses,guards,fanners,sweepers——out!