Following the progress of a bee-colony through the mounting days of
spring, we see, with every week that passes, a larger area of comb
occupied by the young worker-brood; while about the middle of April the
queen pays her first visit to the drone-combs, laying a single egg in
each cell, as with the rest. It is commonly supposed that the queen is
always surrounded by an adulatory retinue, each attendant bee keeping her
head respectfully towards her sovereign, and backing before her as she
progresses over the combs. Something of this sort is constantly seen
during breeding-time, but at other seasons the queen ordinarily receives
little attention, passing to and fro in the hive with no more ceremony
than is bestowed on any other of the bees. The mediæval writers were
aware that the queen had these attendants, and believed them always to be
twelve in number, representing the twelve Apostles. A little
observation, however, will soon make it clear that the bees which
surround the queen on her egg-laying journeys are neither devotees nor
courtiers. They are actually her guides, her keepers. The queen’s
movements are all prompted by the incessant strokings and pushings and
gentle touches of the antennæ that she receives from these. Thus they
allow her free passage over the combs, but stop her at each vacant cell,
gathering close about her, evidently with the most absorbing anxiety and
interest in the operation. First, she peers into the cell, examining it
carefully. Then she rears; the bees give way before her; she takes a
step or two onward until the end of her body is over the cell. And then
she thrusts her abdomen deep into it, pauses a moment, mounts again upon
the comb, and the attendant bees at once resume charge of her, and
manœuvre her towards the next empty cell. This process never seems
hurried, and yet in the height of the breeding season it must go on at an
extraordinary pace. It is well attested that a good queen will thus
furnish as many as two thousand to three thousand cells in a day, which
gives an average of two eggs a minute, even supposing her to keep at the
work without pause for the whole twenty-four hours.
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