CHAP. 43.—THE FOOD OF BEES.
In relation to the food of bees, I have ascertained a very
singular fact, and one that well deserves to be mentioned.
There is a village, called Hostilia, on the banks of the river
Padus: the inhabitants of it, when food[1] fails the bees in their
vicinity, place the hives in boats and convey them some five
miles up the river in the night. In the morning the bees go
forth to feed, and then return to the boats; their locality
being changed from day to day, until at last, as the boats sink
deeper and deeper in the water, it is ascertained that the hives
are full, upon which they are taken home, and the honey is
withdrawn.
(13.) In Spain, too, for the same purpose, they have the
hives carried from place to place on the backs of mules.