I never was bold enough to put the question to your face, stranger, but I reckon you are a keeper of curiosities ?"[*] [*] The pursuit of a bee-hunter is not uncommon, on the skirts of American society, though it is a little embellished here.

When the bees are seen sucking the flowers, their pursuer contrives to capture one or two.

He then chooses a proper spot, and suffering one to escape, the insect invariably takes its flight towards the hive.

Changing his ground to a greater or less distance according to circumstances, the bee-hunter then permits another to escape.
Having watched the courses of the bees, which is technically called lining, he is enabled to calculate the intersecting angle of the two lines, which is the hive.
"Ay! that is another of their wanton wickednesses!" exclaimed the trapper.

"They slay the buck, and the moose, and the wild cat, and all the beasts that range the woods, and stuffing them with worthless rags, and placing eyes of glass into their heads, they set them up to be stared at, and call them the creatur's of the Lord; as if any mortal effigy could equal the works of his hand!" "I know you well," returned the Doctor, on whom the plaint of the old man produced no visible impression.