Basket of Chips, page 089

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Title A Basket of Chips: An Autobiography
Creator Harwood, James Taylor, 1860-1940
Subject Artists; Painters; Artists' writings
Subject Local Harwood, James Taylor, 1860-1940; Artists--Utah--Biography; Harwood, Harriett Richards, (1870-1922)
Description These memoirs of Utah artist and teacher James T. Harwood cover a wide range of subjects including farming, gardening, bird watching and cooking. But, primarily, "A Basket of Chips" is about his early love, Harriett Richards, and their life together.
Publisher Tanner Trust Fund University of Utah Library, Salt Lake City, Utah
Contributors Olpin, Robert S.; Ward, Margery W.; Cooley, Everett L.; Madsen, Brigham D.; Tyler, S. Lyman
Date 1985
Type Text
Format application/pdf
Language eng
Relation Is part of: Utah, the Mormons, and the West, no. 12
Coverage 1860-1940
Rights Management University of Utah, Copyright 2001
Holding Institution J. Willard Marriott Library, University of Utah.
Source Physical Dimensions 14.5 cm x 22.75 cm
Source Characteristics Printed Hard Cover Book
Scanning Technician Karen Edge
Metadata Cataloger Kenning Arlitsch; Jan Robertson
Call Number N 6537 H364 A2 1985
ARK ark:/87278/s6zs2vsj
Topic Artists; Painters; First person narrative
Setname uum_ttb
Date Created 2005-04-20
Date Modified 2011-04-07
ID 327930
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Title Basket of Chips, page 089
Description Love und Grief was away my wife wrote to me of an invasion of robber bees: "The bees in one hive became intoxicated and madly left the hive, dying by the thousand in front on the ground. In a short time they were all gone and the robbers kept possession as long as any honey remained." That left us with only one colony, but that recuperated and produced two swarms and a fair amount of honey the following season. To make up for the bad season each young swarm sent out another but I put it back with the mother hive so that it would not be so weakened and by destroying the queen it was content to stay. The pleasure obtained from owning and studying bees is no small amount, and the perfect system of the hive is forever a wonder to me. It looks as though some very wise conductor or overseer had the needs of the community at heart and was con- stantly giving orders. For instance when the summer morning advances and the temperature of the hive becomes too high their fans are placed at the entrance to properly reduce it, and as the heat increases the number of fans increase also. Who or what controls that? For the sake of comparison let us say that the like number of humans composed a community and some need was felt. Unless the one in charge gave orders there would be nothing done, and when done it would be too little or too much unless carefully supervised. A little mistake occurred with one of the swarms. A very large colony had gathered on my neighbor's cherry tree, and about four feet away was a cluster about the size of one's closed hand. I ran to the tool house for ladders and implements to hive them and when I returned the large swarm was in a great commotion as though the place where they hung was too hot. Soon they were in the air again and began alighting on the small cluster for the queen was there. A mistake had occurred in some way or other but they soon discovered they were queen- less, but in fifteen minutes they were with her and I had no trouble in hiving them. 89
Format application/pdf
Source A Basket of Chips: An Autobiography
Setname uum_ttb
Date Created 2005-04-14
Date Modified 2021-05-06
ID 327569
Reference URL