CHAP. VI.
"When nought but balm is breathing through the woods "With yellow lustre, bright, that the new tribes "Visit the spacious heavens, and look abroad "On Nature's common, far as they can see, "Or wing their range and pasture."
THOMPSON.
The next morning all was bustle and activity in the hive at a veryearly hour, and the Butterfly also arose, and shook his wings,determined to let nothing escape his observation which could discoverthe occasion of it: but though there seemed much noise within, noone came out; and, after waiting a great while, he began to thinkthat nothing particular was intended by what his friend had said, orthat some confusion among themselves prevented their putting it inexecution. He frisked about among the flowers, yet still contrivedto keep the hive in view; till at length he saw a Bee advance, whom,from her majestic appearance, he concluded was the queen; a number ofattendants immediately followed her; and, among the rest, his friend.She turned as if to take a last look at the home she was about toleave for ever, and on seeing multitudes of its inhabitants flockingout, as fast as the narrow entrance would allow, appeared to glory inthe exulting throng; till raising her wings she led the way to seeksome other habitation. Immediately all the train followed her example,and the air was filled with the numerous retinue; who, by the noisethey made, appeared to vie with each other in paying her respect. Allwere earnest in their endeavours to get near her, and to the eye ofthe Butterfly, who followed at an humble distance, they appeared aformidable phalanx; eager not only to prevent the approach of danger,but that even the eye of a stranger should be fixt upon her. Presentlya crowd of people, from the neighbouring houses, came running towardsthem, with pot-lids in their hands, with which, as the whole bodywere slowly hovering round the trunk of an old tree, they endeavouredto drown their humming noise with a much louder one of their own;and this, from what they said, and their calling for the hive, theButterfly learnt was to make them sooner settle. All this time itwould have been difficult to have said who watched their motions mostattentively, the men and women, or the Butterfly. As soon as herofficious attendants would give her an opportunity, her majesty fixther feet upon a projecting branch, and happy were those who could clingthe closest to her. All were now as desirous of fixing with her, asbefore they were of flying; and when they could no longer see or touchthis sole object of their attention, they were still eager to press,and hang upon each other, as if pleased to touch but the back of a bee,who perhaps touched another that had hold of their Queen.
The noise now ceased, and the bees were suffered to hang, unmolested,for nearly an hour, in a large round cluster; still and motionless, asif no life or power was in them. Their proceedings were so entirely newto the Butterfly, that, had not his friend been amongst them, he shouldhave wished to see the end; but he saw a man approach, whose face andarms were entirely covered, and placing a new hive under them, he shookthe branch till the whole united body fell into it. A cloth was thenthrown over them, and he bore it away in triumph.
"And will they suffer themselves to be thus taken?" thought hisattentive observer, as he eagerly extended his wings to follow the man;"will they be content to remain in that desolate habitation without acell, or any provision in it? no, no; the man will soon perceive hismistake," continued he, as he saw him place it on a block, which hadbeen before prepared for it, "as soon as they can get their liberty,they will return from whence they came." However, it was himself, andnot the man, who was mistaken; on the whole, the Bees liked their newabode very well; and it was not till the next day that he saw any ofits inhabitants coming out in search of food; when he met his friend,who asked him "if he did not think he had given him notice of somethingworth seeing?"
"I think I see that you have changed for the worse," returned theButterfly; "you have left a full hive with comfortable cells, andplenty of food, for one which is destitute of both!"
"We shall soon get this as well stocked as the other," replied the Bee;"but did you not see our Queen? a sight of her is seldom had; were younot charmed with her majestic appearance?"
"Upon my word, no," said the Butterfly with a smile; "but you mustrecollect that I am not one of her numerous progeny; and to the eye ofa Butterfly she is no more than another of her species; but why didyou leave your home? is it grown old, and crazy; or does it let therain in?"
"I fancy we understand building better than for that to be thecase," answered the Bee, somewhat offended; "but we were too full;we encreased so fast that there was not room for us all in one hive.We have therefore chosen another queen, in whom, by the bye, I amastonished that you see nothing to admire; and we young ones are comeforth with her, to form another settlement. Happy shall we be tocontribute to her tranquillity and comfort, and to supply her everywant; while she is kind enough to permit us to call her ours, forthe present; therefore, you must not expect to see me one moment atleisure; till we have, in some degree, given our abode the appearanceof an habitation, we cannot be comfortable; we have already formeda cell for our beloved Queen, and a few others for her principalattendants; among which number, I am proud to say, I am; you mustexcuse me if I now leave you abruptly, as I am on the search forsomething nice for her to eat."
"Proud, indeed," thought the Butterfly, as he saw his friend hastilydepart. "Why, I am hardly spoken to now this new queen is come in theway. Well," continued he, "I am glad _we_ have no sovereign, in whoseservice we might spend our lives. Our time is our own, and we enjoy itas we like," added he, clapping his wings, and flying off in pursuit ofsome companion as thoughtless as himself. The next morning he returnedvery early to the hive in hopes of seeing his old friend, though hedid not suppose he would allow him his company for more than a minute.
"We can converse together as we fly," said the Bee, who advanced tomeet him, "but I must fetch some honey for her majesty's breakfast;won't you accompany me? we still go on building very fast, and wax isbrought in great abundance for that purpose."
"While you are thus employed, I do not expect to have much of yourcompany," said the Butterfly, "and have therefore made an agreementwith some of my old acquaintance to take an excursion into the country,and enjoy ourselves there for a few days. The summer is passing quicklyaway, and our lives, supposing no accident cuts us off, must end withit; we must, therefore, frisk while we may."
"Certainly," replied the Bee, "_you_ were made for that purpose, andby the time you return I shall probably be more at liberty; we have agreat deal to do, but there is likewise a number of hands, all able andwilling to assist;" and directing his friend to find out the hive whenhe came back, he wished him much pleasure, and thus they parted for ashort time, the one to play, and the other to work, though both equallypleased with the pursuit they were about to follow.
The Butterfly soon after joined his gayer friends, and sailing high inair, they winged their way, to "range the forest's green retreat."
"These thro' the tangled wood-walks play, "Where no rude urchin paces near, "Where sparely peeps the sultry day, "And light dews freshen all the air."
Thus sported the happy party, uninterruptedly enjoying the live-longday, and resting at night within "the lily's bell!" They skimmed thepurple heath, visited the rivers' brink, and each day brought some newpleasure in their view, till at length the weather began to change,a cold wind blew, and there was every appearance of an approachingtempest; and now it was that the Butterfly began to think of his friendthe Bee, and of his warm comfortable hive; though he knew he couldnot be admitted there, he felt that it must be very pleasant to havesuch an asylum to retreat to. Every one of his fluttering companionswere now flying away, each desirous of finding a place of safety forhimself, and _he_ still bent upon returning to his more _steady_friend, endeavoured to gain the way which led to his abode, thoughthe wind was now so powerful that he could scarcely bear against it,or see the way he was taking. At this moment a stage-coach passed him,and though he did not know it would convey him from the place he wasthen in, he was glad to take
the shelter it afforded, and flying in atone of the open windows he soon found a resting-place. After recoveringfrom the disorder and confusion the rough wind had put him into, hehad time to examine where he was, and noticed two young ladies, and anofficer very gayly drest, apparently confined within this very smallspace.
"What's this?" exclaimed the gentleman; "a Butterfly! we want no suchintruders here; ladies, are you alarmed? is the creature disagreeable?"
"Let the poor thing alone," said an elderly man, whom the Butterflyhad not observed before, "it's as free to live as you are; 'tis truewe have _frivolity_ enough in our cargo, but the horses won't feel thisaddition to it."
"It has taken shelter from the storm," said one of the ladies, not atall regarding what he said; "and if it does not settle on _me_ it iswelcome to remain." The coachman now got off his box, and opening thedoor, begged to know if there was room for a young woman, who was onthe outside.
"It rains hard," said he, "and she will be wet to the skin if she staysthere." Instead of answering his enquiry the officer, in a low voice,replied thus: "I say, who is this old fellow in the corner? any one ofconsequence? hey?"
"Oh bless you, no Sir, _he_ won't mind her coming in, if you don't."
"Mind her coming? no, I suppose not," replied he, "but the ladies areto be consulted; what say you ladies? have you any objection?" Theylooked at each other as if hesitating for an answer, which the oldgentleman observed, and immediately offered to get out, and let herhave his place; at this the whole party seemed rather ashamed, and oneof the ladies replied, "Oh dear no! we only thought her clothes mightbe wet."
"And spoil yours, I suppose?" returned the old gentleman ratherroughly, "but I dare say you will have no objection to this youngofficer's sitting between you, and then she can take his place, and youwill be in no danger."
This proposal was readily acceded to, and the young woman came in withmany thanks, while the gallant gentleman seated between the two ladiesdeclared, that "if he did not incommode them he was the happiest manalive, and only wished that they were going to travel hundreds of milestogether."
"An enviable situation truly," said the old man, with an air ofcontempt, and folding his arms, as if preparing to sleep; "I," said oneof the ladies, "shall soon be at my journey's end," naming the place atwhich she was to be set down; "and I," replied the other, "am to go butone mile further."
"Oh! Heavens! and what shall I do then?" returned their admiring beau,"shut up in this place by myself; I shall certainly hang myself ifI have an opportunity! what lose such charming companions so soon?"At this the ladies both smiled, and seeing such sort of conversationpleased, he plied them with it very freely, while the old man slept,or pretended so to do, and the young women looked rather inclined toblush for those of her sex who could receive such flattery.
When one of the ladies left the coach, the other seemed fearful thattheir complimenting admirer would hurt himself, in straining his neckto look after her, as she ran through the rain to a house which stoodat a little distance from the road. On drawing his head in again,he praised her beauty exceedingly, till fearing he should carry hisencomiums too high, so as to offend the other, whose countenancealready bespoke an approaching gloom; he dissipated the very appearanceof it in a moment, by "begging to know if they were not sisters, theirlikeness to each other was so great?" This had the desired effect,for though she assured him they were not, yet if her companion washandsome, and they were alike, she must be so likewise. To be handsomeis as much as some people desire, thought the Butterfly, on observingher face resume a smile, "no wonder that we Butterflies should wishit." After some more conversation equally foolish, she also arrived atthe place of her destination, and the gentleman, not at all regardinghis other companions, again deplored the melancholy situation he shouldbe left in.
As soon as the lady was gone, the old gentleman thus addressed him,"Young man, I think you have shown your folly whilst you have beenattempting to hoax those women; _that's_ the word, is it not?"
"Poor country girls!" replied the officer, laughing, "how pleased theywere; they believed every word I said; they look as if they had neverbeen beyond their own country town, and yet I made one of them thinkthat I supposed she had lived in London all her life."
"And where have you lived?" replied the old man, "to learn that thereis any wit in making people appear more ridiculous than they reallyare?"
"Oh," said the other, "they'll go home and talk of me for days to come;I should not wonder if they expected to see me returning in searchof them within a short time, as not being able to live out of theircompany." The old gentleman then turned to the young woman, who hadsat a silent spectator like the Butterfly, and bade her take a lessonfrom what she had seen and heard, not to believe what was said toher; "_you_ may perhaps one day or other meet with an idle fellow,"continued he "who may think proper to amuse himself by talking thus,but do not you pay so ill a compliment to your own understanding, as tosit with a simper on your countenance at whatever nonsense he may chuseto utter."
The young woman expressed her thanks, while the disconsolate beausat with his head half out of the window, as if wishing to avoid anyfarther conversation.
The weather seemed now cleared away, the wind and the rain had ceased,and the Butterfly began to prepare for flight. On seeing this the oldgentleman said, "Ah, go, poor harmless creature, I am glad for yoursake, and this young woman's, that I have travelled this way to-day,or neither of you would have been admitted."
Our adventurer would have thanked him if he could, and leaving thewindow had the pleasure of seeing he was very near the place he wishedto be in; he saw some hives at a distance, and among them was hisfriend's abode, who, on seeing his approach, came to meet him, and towhom the Butterfly, after they had expressed their pleasure at againbeing together, related the adventures he had met with, particularlythe way in which he had been brought back, and many were the moralizingremarks occasioned by the recital of what had passed during his ride.
"The race of human beings must certainly be degenerated," observed theBee, "since all other creatures were first put under their subjection,and in no other way can I account for the superior conduct, and inmany respects the superior wisdom also, of those whom they think somuch below them."
The Butterfly then asked in what state of forwardness the new hive wasin, and was happy to learn, that during his absence they had nearlycompleted the building within it, and that his friend was now ready toaccompany him on his flights as usual.
CHAP. VII.
"Not all that tempts your wandering eyes, "And heedless hearts, is lawful prize, "Nor all that glitters gold."
GRAY.
In the course of the next day the two friends met again, and while theBee did not forget the more important work of gathering food for theapproaching winter, he did not so earnestly pursue it as to make himunmindful of other things.
"See here," said he to the Butterfly, as they flew towards a housewhose open windows seemed to invite their entrance; "let us go in, Ithink we shall meet with something worth our notice?" The Butterflyhastened on, but no sooner had he reached the window than turning back,he winged his flight another way, with much greater speed, calling tohis friend to follow him.
"What have you seen that has so alarmed you?" enquired the Bee, as hehurried after him, "what is in that house so very frightful?"
"It belongs to a _naturalist_," replied the Butterfly, "and don't youknow what detestable creatures these are? had he seen me I should havelost my life in the cruelest manner."
"A naturalist!" returned the Bee, "I never heard of one, what does hedo?"
"Do?" replied the trembling Butterfly, "why, he would tear me limb fromjoint if I was in his power, and yet endeavour to preserve my life onlyto try how much he could make me suffer; did you not see how many of myspecies were pinned up against the walls of his room, whose peculiarform or colour had attracted his attention? he thinks nothing of takingthe life of any thing he admires. Oh!
it turns me sick to think of it;had I flown one inch farther I might have been thus impaled, and _you_also; no doubt you would not have escaped his observation, and for thesake of your sting, or examining what you carry your honey in, youwould have been quickly dispatched; various are the instruments he hasgot about him, and numberless insects does he daily destroy."
"These are detestable creatures indeed," answered the Bee; "what can'tthey be satisfied with viewing our forms as we pass along, but mustthey pull us to pieces, by way of admiration? I fancy when they havetaken the most accurate survey, they could not make either a Bee, ora Butterfly; it is a pity therefore that they should destroy that lifewhich they can never give. I declare the more I see of these humanbeings, and think of their cruelty, as well as absurdities, it makes mealmost determine to quit the haunts of men, and if it ever should be mylot again to seek another habitation, I would use all my influence withmy fellow Bees in order to remove to some wild wood where they mightnever find us."
"You would be perfectly right," returned the Butterfly; "as for us, ifwe escape them one summer, we willingly resign our lives at the end ofit, and led by instinct seek a place in which we die unlamented, andsoon forgotten; but this is not the case with _you_; while you live youare useful, and at your death a whole society feels your loss; butlook," continued he, pointing towards a bottle that hung tied to thebranch of a fruit-tree, in which were several wasps decoyed thither bythe liquid it contained, and dying in the sweets they sought, "there isanother instance of their malice, don't you see those poor creatures?"
"Oh! yes," returned the Bee, "and though I am no friend to wasps, whoare often wishing to share the fruits of our labour, without having anyright to them; and in many things are striving to imitate us, thoughI believe their chief aim is to do mischief, yet I cannot justify menwho use such _mean arts_ to entrap them to their destruction; butwhat is that I see in yonder window?" continued he with a hurriedair, "something that more particularly demands my attention, a Bee indistress; and hark, he calls to me for assistance;" so saying, withoutwaiting for the Butterfly to accompany him, he flew towards the place,where was a Bee nearly drowning in a pot of honey. "And one of my ownhive too!" exclaimed he, as he drew nearer; "my dear brother, how cameyou in such a situation?"
"Surely we are to see nothing but shocking sights to-day," observedthe compassionate Butterfly, who had hastily followed his friend, halfafraid that something still more terrible had happened, "but," said he,on seeing the struggling captive, "he will not die; 'tis certain he cankeep his head above the edge till you have procured more assistance; Ifear I am not strong enough to help to pull him out."
While he was speaking, his companion had flown to the hive, andwith incredible swiftness returned with more of the community, whoaltogether lent their aid, and after much toil and pains extricated thepoor exhausted Bee from the ill effects of seeking too large a share ofthose sweets which only proved so, when moderately enjoyed, 'safe inthemselves but dangerous in the excess.'
"I only rested on the edge of the pan," said he, as soon as he couldspeak, "and after an unsuccessful flight was glad to see a store ofthat which I had been so long searching for in vain; I thought I wouldjust take a sip or two, and perhaps bring home a little of it to thehive."
On hearing this one of the oldest of the throng thus addressed him:"Know, my brother, that what we make ourselves is only welcome there,and that food for which we labour hardest, is the sweetest to thepalate of every industrious Bee; idle drones and wandering wasps maysip the honey which others have prepared, but let the danger you haveescaped to-day teach you to use the powers nature has given you, andtaste the sweets of your own procuring rather than that of others."
The trembling Bee thanked him for his advice, and promising to followit, he was escorted home by all the train, where he met with otherassistants, who cleared away the clammy substance that still encumberedhim, and he was suffered to rest within all that day to recoverhimself. Meanwhile, the Butterfly waited without the hive, till hisfriend returned, and they renewed their flight.
Nothing particular met their eye till they passed some flies, who wereround a piece of horse-flesh, the smell of which discovered where itlay, and its half devoured state shewed the avidity with which thesebuzzing insects fed upon it. "See," said the Bee, "what oppositenatures are within the circle of creation. These devouring flies findas much pleasure in eating from this stinking carrion, as from thechoicest honey; nay, perhaps _this_ is more agreeable to them, thoughnothing in which they can thrust their devouring trunks escapes theirtaste, but with this _delicious morsel_, that really poisons thesurrounding air, they are so delighted, that they even chuse it for anhabitation likewise. Here they lay their eggs, and bring forth theiryoung, and having no trouble to hunt for food for them, they spendtheir time in flying round it, till their habitation and provisionbeing gone together, they are obliged to seek another residenceequally convenient. Though you bear the same name, my friend,"continued he, "I am witness that you have not their nature."
"Their nature!" interrupted the Butterfly, half offended at beingmentioned together, "no! I hope not, or their name either! what, shallthe beautiful winged tribe of Butterflies be put upon a footing withthese carrion-eaters, who live upon what, even in our crawling state,we should reject with disgust. If I may speak my opinion, I think theirform, and the noise they make while flying, is more like your race thanours, though alas! in one respect, I feel myself too closely allied tothem, that is, I must shortly resign my being; the date of my life willsoon be ended; I have felt the chilling blast of the morning air longbefore you are out of your hive, and if you are not already aware ofit, can give you notice that winter is approaching."
"Indeed," replied the Bee, "I have seen some tokens of it myself; theflowers are not in such plenty, and as their faded leaves fall off,no young buds are seen to supply their place; however, such is theuse which we have made of the summer, that we are not afraid to lookforward to the time when every outward resource shall fail: but, myfriend, I fear you are of too delicate a frame to live through thewinter, though the place of your retreat be ever so warm; but have younot thought of where you will retire to?" continued he.
"A place to die in is easily found," replied the Butterfly, "and youmust not be surprised if you see me no more; the damps of the nightwill soon prove fatal, and I know not if I shall survive another."
"Do not speak so," returned the Bee, "how gladly would I afford you anasylum if it was in my power; however, I cannot let you resign yourlife so easily; green leaves are yet to be found, and now, within ourreach, I see a convenient crevice, into which you may creep; _there_cherish life as long as you can, my friend, and by only venturing outwhen the sun shines brightly, you may perhaps extend your days beyondtheir usual period, and have your name recorded, as a Butterfly who hassurvived the summer."
"Thank your kindness," returned the short-lived insect, "my life hasbeen already lengthened through your means, but you cannot renovate mynature; may yours be extended."
"As long as it can be useful," said the Bee, interrupting him, "but toyou I owe all that I have gathered this summer," added he; "for had itnot been for your friendly and compassionate encouragement when firstwe met, I should have sunk a victim to the consciousness of deserveddestruction; say not, therefore, that you have been of no use in theworld."
"I will not," returned the Butterfly, faintly fluttering his wings, asif with his last breath he was desirous of rejoicing it had been in hispower to do good.
From this time the poor Butterfly was still more sensible of theweakness of his frame, and flying towards the place his friend hadpointed out, he entered, never to quit it more, "self-buried 'ere hedied," for in the morning when the Bee visited the spot he was deafto his voice, and his pitying friend had to lament the sudden changein one he had so very lately seen frisking about in all the gaiety ofhealth and spirits.
"Poor fly," said he, "thou hast been faithful to me, and has evenforgot thy wonted pleasures to afford me
assistance; I will not leavethee to the devouring jaws of thy fellow insects, at least thy littlebody shall be preserved from being so destroyed," and with thisresolution he spent one whole day in gathering wax, and stopping up thecrevice which contained the remains of his friend--all the return hecould now make for his former kindness. After having given this lastproof of affection, he returned to the hive, and there in the busylabors of the Commonwealth soon forgot the shock which the unexpecteddeath of his airy companion had occasioned.
During that winter they were suffered to remain unmolested, and as theensuing summer approached, (according to the plan he had formed so longago,) he proposed their taking a farther flight, and seeking a refugein some solitary wood; "I have seen more of mankind than you have, myfriends," said he, "and have observed both their customs and manners;believe me, they are inconsistent fickle creatures; their conducttowards one another shows that they are not to be trusted; much more,then, have _we_ reason to be afraid of them. You very well know it isin our power to live without their assistance; what is it which theyprocure us but just an empty shell for our habitation? for this theyexpect our stock of honey, and to obtain it scruple not to take ourlives! We have already seen, in the destruction of one or two of ourneighbouring hives, the fate which awaits us; but could I persuade allof my species to wing their flight beyond their reach, they might betaught a little more humanity, and would perhaps spare our lives, if wewere again in their power. Content to share with us what our labourshave produced, they might then leave us to die when our exhaustednature fails, and for their own sakes also would not cut us off in theprime of life, and while we have health and strength to add to thestock, which would be as much for their benefit as our own."
This speech had the desired effect; the whole community seemed rousedby it, and entering into his scheme, on the appointed day not a Beewas left behind, but altogether mounting the air they winged theirflight far beyond its usual extent, nor could all the clattering ofpots and kettles make them settle, till clear of the noise and out ofthe sight of man they found an habitation for themselves, and under thecovert of a thick wood passed the remainder of their days in peacefulindustry.
THE END.
W. Lewis, Printer, Paternoster-row, London.
TRANSCRIBER'S NOTES
Obvious spelling, typographical and punctuation errors have beencorrected after careful comparison with other occurrences within thetext and consultation of external sources.
Italic text is denoted by _underscores_.
Changed 'Tabart & C[superscript]o.' to 'Tabart & Co.'; frontispiece
Moved 'CHAP VI' heading in Chapter Summary Section from incorrect placeto before 'The Bees swarm'; pg vii
Spacing retained in 'every where' and 'every thing'; pg 26 and pg 34
Spacing retained in 'well known'; pg 48
Spacing retained in 'any thing'; pg 65 et al.
Added missing end quotes, 'been feeding,' to 'been feeding,"'; pg 28
Added missing end quotes, 'no longer friends.' to 'no longerfriends."'; pg 67
Added missing second end quotes, 'a toast, Sir?"' to 'a toast,Sir?""'; pg 89
Added missing end quotes, 'creature disagreeable?' to 'creaturedisagreeable?"'; pg 106
Added missing start quotes, 'I never' to '"I never'; pg 46
Removed bad quotes, 'hurting _him_:"' to 'hurting _him_:'; pg 46
Removed bad quotes, '"Though you bear' to 'Though you bear'; pg 125
Added missing end and start quotes, '"Oh! said he, I' to '"Oh!" saidhe, "I'; pg 73
Typo; changed 'laid' to 'said'; pg 29
Typo; changed 'littles' to 'little'; pg 42
Typo; changed 'flowers' to 'flower'; pg 47
Typo; changed 'gardon' to 'garden'; pg 65
Typo; changed 'surservient' to 'subservient'; pg 70
Typo; changed 'Bee,' to 'Bee.'; pg 72
Typo; changed 'he weapons' to 'the weapons'; pg 83
Archaic use of 'an' before 'h' retained; for example 'an humble';pg 50 et al.
Archaic spelling of 'chace', 'chaced' and 'chacing' retained;pg 44 et al.
Archaic spelling of 'aukward' retained; pg 64
Archaic spelling of 'taylor' retained; pg 74
Archaic spelling of 'incumbered' and 'incumbrance' retained; oneoccurrence of 'encumbered' also retained; pg 19 et al.
Archaic spelling of 'chuse' retained; one occurrence of 'choose' inpreface also retained; pg 113 et al.
Archaic spelling of 'fixt' retained; one occurrence of 'fixed' alsoretained; pg 92 et al.
Archaic spelling of 'encrease' and 'encreased' retained; threeoccurrences of 'increase' etc. also retained; pg 52 et al.
Archaic spelling of 'gayly drest' retained; pg 106
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