Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1857-12-04
A YANKEE IN A COTTON MILL.
BY CROsBT q. NOrF,

raw, strau-hatted, sandy -whi.kered six
footer-One OF the purely unnitiated came in
yesterday from Greene with a load Of wood for
the Factory Company. Having piled his wood
10 the satisfaction of the overseer he baited his
tenn with bundle Of green grass. brought all
the way from home for that purpose, and then
having invested a portion of his wood proceeds
in roOt-beer and ginger bread at Hams, be
started to see the city''-filliug his cOunten-
ance rapidly with bread and chewing il yiyor-
ously as he went.
lie reviewed the iron foundry and machine
shop. and was just opposite the warp mill a.
the " hands were going in from dinner The
girls were hurrying in rs only factory girls r1g
hurTy-sEd Jonathan. unaccustomed to such
an array Of plaid-shawls and hood bonnets de-
posted his goad-stick on the stairs and stalk ed
In ito see what the trouble was''
ne ciatterlng machinery and the movements
OF the operatives, bewidered him for the mo-
ment; but being of an inquiring turn OF mind.
AMI seeing much that was calculated to perpIex
one whose observations in mechanics had been
mostly confined 10 threshing machines and
ofn-sheiiers, he began to- push vigorous en-
qulries In all directions. In this way he made
himself acquainted successfully with the ex-
ternal and internal economy of the various ma
chlnes through which cotton warp progresses in
the course OF its manufacture-the " picker :"
- beater. - lap-winder,' "doubler." and
speeder, and finally reached the - break
ers and ''fniahers' just AS the card-stripper
was going through the operation, technically
termed " stripping the flats" In doing this.
she large cylinder of the card ia exposed to
view, and lie seen revolving with a very pretty
buzz Rot content with contemplating the
poetry OF motion at safe distance, our
hero must needs introduce himself between the
cards, to get a nearer view This movement
brought his neither habiliments in dangerous
N rlW I'm ~ 70 10. Al. n
= Mereby h,ngs tale"
1ou-I say. she goes pooty-don't she.
boss said Jonathan. enquirngly.
She don do anything else. " responded the
stTlpper; but you must be very careful how
you move around amongst this hardware.
Twas only last week, sir, that n promising
young man from Minot, a student at the
academy here, was drawn into that very card,
sir, and before any assistance could reach him,
ne was run through and manufactured into No
10 "SuPer-extra" cotton warp yarn
Il s-s-swwOu. L believe yurs joking" slut
tered Jonathan.
. Fact, sir" continued stripper, and his
diSconsolate mother came down two DAYS ago.
and got i've bunches Of that same yarn as me-
lancholy relics
- by the mighty that c0Ht be true"
. Fact sir, fact. and each of his fellow stu
dents purchased a .kcin apiece, to be set in
lockets. and worn in remembrance of departed
worth"
is that the treuth now Was he raiHu
keerded, spun, and sOt in locksb ?''
sense OF personal danger here shot across
our hero mind, and he began TO retreat pre-
clpItately, without waiting for an answer
There was not much room to spare betvi1,
himself and the gearing of the card behind
Another step backward completed the ceremony
Of introduction. Hi. unwhi.perables being Of
large calibre, the process of .narIing them up
into hard knot was no ways slow. Jonathan
gave tongue instanter, and by the twentieth
gyration of the embodiment the music was me.
lOdiOus. Gen. Scott, himself, could not have
protested more fOrcibly against an attack
upon his rsor.''
"O-h, M-u-r-d-e-r.. Let go,-yeou HURT,
Blast yeur pictur-let go. Aint we ashamed
Git eout!-'taint pooty Darnation sieze ye,
let alone on IDe can't ye, dew -
The gearing by this time had wound him up
80 that he was obliged to stand on tp-toe His
hands were revolving vigorously behind him,
though he dared not venture them too near the
= seat OF war" The card-strpper threw oil
the belt, but the momentum Of the cylinder
kept it revolving, and the green 'un suppOsing
il in full operation, burst out anew:
oh stop her Stop her, wont ye2 Stop
her, dew. | aint we'll, and L Orter be at home.
Father wants the steers, and mothers goin to
bake. Stop the tarnal masheen-can't ye ,
Dew Oh dear. I'll be keerded and spun, and
sot intev Iockets. Je-Tn-so-Ism, how wish
was tew hum
The card was stopped atlast; but Jonathan s
clothe. were so entangled in the gearing that it
was no slight task to extricate him. Like
Othello, he wac not easily nnOred," !" and it was
only by cutting out the whole of the invested
territory that he was finally released.
p" What are yon about here - enquirel the
Ossrseer, entering.
= Nothing, sir, only stripping gats,' an
swered the stripper.
Jonathan, not caring to resume his pursuit of
knowledge usder difficulties, u pair OF over
hauls were charitably loaned him, and he
started with his steers on fast walk towards
home, giving a series Of short kicks with either
leg as he went, as ii to assure himself that he
had brought away his full complement of limbs
from tho . cussed mssheen. - Boston Tanhee
Biali,