Curious Adventure With Bees

"That reminds me," said a minister to the New York Tribune, "of a sad plckle I got into on a similar occasion. I was put to sleep in the spare room, or guest chamber of a country parsonage, where the local minlster's thrifty spouse had stored her beehives for the winter, choosiug ltdoubtless as a room where the temperatura was sure to be equally chilly, and where nothing would disturb ttieui. They stood behind a pretentiotis screen that cut off one corner of the room, and they were forgotten by all the family when I was put in there to sleep. Provisión had been made tor warming the room, on those rare occasions when such a thlng was done at all, by one of those things calleil a 'dumb stovo,' becauae it bas no opening in it, I suppose, known also as a 'drum,' through which the heat frora the parlor stove below passed on lts way to the chininey. The parlor stove had been lit to greet the visltor, and the result was that the bees thought spring time had come and I was awakened from my íleep by a buzzing sound like the one that roused you. "'Gracious,' said I to myself, 'have all the horse flies in the country made this room their winter home and been thawed out by the heat?" I could hear them flying around, and presently a big fellow lit on my hand. I slapped at him and got a well-defined but not serious stinjf for my reply. 'Bees!' I shouted as loud as I could. 'Help! help!' Then I dived down among the covers, bid myself as well as I could, and awaited developments. "The good wife had heard my cali for help and roused her husband. He got up and knocked at my door, calling to me il I wanted anythlng. My answer from deep under the bed clothes sounded str mysterieus that he promptly burst in the door, thinking that some one was strangling me. He had a canille in nis hand and the bees began to gather around the light. Not thinking of what he was doing, he brushed them away, and was lnstantly stung in about ten places at once. With a yell he dropped the candle and ruslieil into his wife's room shouting : 'The bees! The bees are out and are killing Brother M ! I told you not to put them there, and now see wliat'a happened!' "He had left my door open, and the bees followed him Into the hall, where his wife had already lighted a lamp. I teil you there was a livelytime in that house for an hour or so, while I lay bidden among the blankets and enjoyed it all immensely. The only way out of the difflculty was to open every window in the house, and the cold rush of air in about an hour quiuted the bees, which were then neiirly all easlly gathered up by the family. When with many apologles they came to see how great my injuries were, I emerged from my hiding place and laughed at them all heartlly."