thrifty bees far outnumber the other members of their family about our lake.
Wednesday, 16th.—Thermometer 92. The whole country pining for rain; not a drop has fallen here since the last of July.
During these prolonged heats the cattle suffer more, probably, than man. In summer they love the cool shade and refreshing waters, but now the sweet pastures, to which they are accustomed, are blighted and parched, while many a little pool and spring about the fields, well known to them, and where they go of their own accord to drink, they now find entirely wasted away. It is touching to see their patience; and yet, poor creatures, unlike man, they know nothing of hope and their Maker's mercy.
Thursday, 17th.—Rain at last, to our great joy. This morning the sun rose clear; but light clouds were soon seen gathering slowly about the hills, then spreading gradually over the whole sky, and veiling the valley in grateful shade. About noon the first drops fell; the hum of insects, so loud during the last fortnight, suddenly ceased, and was succeeded by the refreshing sound of the rain-drops pattering among the leaves. Most persons thought the long drought and great heat would have been followed by a severe gust and thunder-shower, which is usually the case, but the blessing fell gently and mildly upon us this morning. About a quarter of an hour after it had commenced raining, the sunshine broke through the clouds, and it was feared the sky would clear; happily, another and a fuller cloud came slowly down the lake, pouring a plentiful supply upon us, and it has continued raining all day.
Friday, 18th.—Decidedly cooler. Everything much refreshed by the shower. Still raining this morning.
