The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1871-08-11
Breakfast Biscuit Made from Wheat
Harvested the Same Morning.

Yesterday morning, just when the
drowsy god holds us the closest,we were
startled from our innocent dreams by a
heavy knocking at our bedroom door.
We thought of burglars, murder, fire,
everything in short, except the cause OF
the alarm. Hastily putting on our un-
mentionables, hind side first-which
caused US to walk backwards-we
opened the door, and beheld the earn
est face of NJ. G. Ellis, one of the
heaviest ranchers of Suffer county, now
a resident of Marysville, and connected
with the Plaza Steam FIGURING Mills,
who, in answer to our inquiry Of what
is the matter now ?" replied, "Dress
yourself and 20 out to the rancho with
me: we have something to do there
this morning" Grumbling, we obeyed
orders-that is reporters duty-and
DOMINIC our garments, went down to
the Mary sville stables, where we sup.
posed we should find a team ready.
Disappointment is apt to come of too
great expectations. especially when one
expects too much of stable men. The
hostler, who is a second cousin of
Rip Van Wrinkle, had fallen asleep
after being awakened, and before we
could rouse him and get a team ready
half hour had passed, and :" 4 o'clock
in the morning" came ust as we rolled
out of the stable. Drive with tight
lines," said the stable man. Did we do
do it? Not much. Ellis rather pushed
on them instead of holding them tight.
After taking drink from a bottle
found in the buggy "a preacher drove it
the day before) and lighting our cigars,
our companion condescended to inform
us what he desired. Said he: You
know that once upon time General
! Bidwell cut some grain, threshed it,
ground the wheat, baked bread from
the flour and ate it for supper. Now, |
propose to beat this, and beat it badly.
1t is seven miles 10 my rancho, and
! intend TO drive there, cut and thresh
some grain, take it to the Plaza Mills,
grind it, have my wife make some bis
cults from the flour, and we will eat
them with our breakfast before 9 o clock
this morning" After finishing this
long speech, he gave another push on
the lines and relapsed into silence. In
fifty minutes we were at the rancho, but
here another disappointment awaited
us. The teams were not in the field,
and another half hour went by before
the machinery was ready ID be put in
motion. Then Mr. Ellis mounted to
the header and cut header full of
the = golden grain" We laid aside our
coat and mounted the foot board of the
threshing machine, and when the grain
arrived we fed il through From the
grain thus cut and threshed our sack
was taken, and as grain cannot be
ground without soaking, it was thor
oughly wetted there in the field. We
then started for the city, which we
reached in forty minutes from the
rancho. Arrived at the mill, another
disappointment awaited us. The grain
was too wet, and another half hour was
lost in drying it. 1t was then put
through the screens, from thence into
the hopper, and soon a sack of -four
was produced from the wheat which
stood in the field but few hours before.
From the mill to the residence OF Mr..
Ellis, when Mrs. Ellis took charge of it,
and i'll half an hour we heard the vel
come to breakfast. At 1875 by the
watch which timed us all the way
through we sat down to q splendid
breakfast, and before us was the biscuits
made from the flour we had worked SO
hard to obtain. This is "a true story, q
plain statement of the quickest work
ever done in the State. If any man
can beat this he will have to eat his bis
cults for supper the day before the
wheat is out.