"The Bee"
{Memoir by Boris Nikolov}
Some friends were conversing with the Master in front of the lower room. Suddenly, a restless bee whirled around them. It went round, round and bumped into the Master. The Master stopped conversing. A second time the bee whirled around him and again bumped into the Master. The Master stopped for a moment, entered his room, and in a while came out with a jug of water; after this, he went to the bee-hives - all the way at the other side of the meadow against the vineyard. It turned out that some people had put syrup in the feeding-tray outside for the bees, but the syrup had condensed from the Sun and many bees had become glued to it. The Master poured a little water and stirred the syrup with a stick, thinned it out, and set the bees free. The bees flew away from the feeding-tray and circled joyfully around the hive. The bee that was sent to ask the Master for help had found him and passed its call for help and protection.
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