In ordinary combs it has appeared to me that the bees do not always succeed in working at exactly the same rate from the opposite sides; for I have noticed half-completed rhombs at the base of a just-commenced cell, which were slightly concave on one side, where I suppose that the bees had excavated too quickly, and convex on the opposed side, where the bees had worked less quickly.
Tegetmeier that it has been experimentally found that no less than from twelve to fifteen pounds of dry sugar are consumed by a hive of bees for the secretion of each pound of wax; so that a prodigious quantity of fluid nectar must be collected and consumed by the bees in a hive for the secretion of the wax necessary for the construction of their combs.
I am very glad I persuaded him to receive extreme unction tomorrow," she said, sitting in her dressing jacket before her folding looking glass, combing her soft, fragrant hair with a fine comb
I sold the watch to get the money to buy your combs
Time dragged heavily till the time of the full moon, but it passed at last, and as soon as it rose the young wife went to the pond, combed
her black hair with a golden comb
, and when she had finished, placed the comb
on the bank; then she watched the water impatiently.
As Grimaud entered he saw this comb
on the tea-table; he took it up, and as he took it he made a low bow.
Not by a whole comb
," cried the young bee who had broken the cluster.
The girl's fervid temp erament intensified the essentially feminine pleasure that most women feel in the passage of the comb
through their hair, to a luxury of sensation which absorbed her in enjoyment, so serenely self-demonstrative, so drowsily deep that it did irresistibly suggest a pet cat's enjoyment under a caressing hand.
The girl's mechanically moving hand stopped, and held the comb
Now he took a thinking attitude on the comb
of the roof and scratched the back of his head with his right foot a minute, and finally says,
I've raked and combed
the sea," Captain Doane would then break out, "and the teeth of my comb
are not so wide apart as to let slip through a four-thousand-foot peak.
Do you like to comb
up Sundays, and all that kind of foolishness?