Paddling under Palmettos — page 220: what you’re looking at

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Paddling Under Palmettos. 213 Ned put his hand over his eyes and strained his vision to see the little insect as long as was possible. Of course it made a “bee-line” for home when laden with honey, as is customary. ’ “Come along, Archie,’ cried the bee hunter with alacrity. When they had gone about a quarter of a mile in the direct line set by the honey-packer, Ned dared not trust to his judgment longer. Again he sought a working bee, and placed the honey dish temptingly near. This time the insect led them slightly to the left of what they had thought to be a straight line. Ned did not go much beyond the point where he lost sight of the bee. He was just about to set the honey dish down again, when suddenly he raised his head eagerly. | “What is it, Ned?” “Listen!” Archie did so. “What do you hear?” asked Ned. “Only the humming of insects.” “You mean the buzzing of bees.” “What!” Gomicbooks (E(0)