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| hole which I saw in one of the hives, and bring out
some of the honey. My brother and Julian did

not quite agree with me in this matter. They

thought, as nearly as I can recollect, that there

   
 
 
 
 
  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
  

were three good reasons against this mode of ob-
taining honey: first, I should be likely to get
pretty badly stung ; secondly, the act would be a
very mean and cowardly piece of mischief; and,
thirdly, I should be found out.

Still, 1 was bent on the chivalrous undertaking.
I procured a stick of the right size, and marched
up to the hive to make the attack. While I was
deliberating, with the stick already a little way in
the hole, whether I had better thrust it in sud-

denly, and then scamper away as fast as my legs

 
 
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
 
  

could carry me, or proceed so deliberately that the
bees would-not suspect what was the matter, Cap-
tain Perry happened to come into the garden ;
and I was so busy with my mischief, that I did
not notice him until he advanced within a rod. or
two of the bee-hives. He mistrusted what I was
about. “Roderick,” said he. I looked around.
I am sure I would have given all 1 was worth in

the world, not excepting my little pony, which I