The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1874-04-10
The story of N Seed.

Once upon a time, away down in
Georgia, man planted little seed.
The sun shOne warm on it, and the rain
came and softened it, and it soon began
to sprout. Day and night it grew, till
it was high as mans head. Buds
formed all over it, and one night they
burst into bloom. Beautiful cream
colored flowers they were, something
like Il morning glory.
BY noon the sun was too warm. The
beautiful blossoms shut their leaves
and hung their heads, and before night
each cream colored flower dropped Off
where each one had been was little
germ. This little germ grew and grew
till it was as big as an egg, when it
burst open and threw out long, beau
tiful fluff of cotton several inches long
1t was cotton seed, of course.
Then a mana negro-came and tore
the cotton from its boil, put it into a
basket with others like it, and carried
it to a room where were hundreds of
pounds Of cotton. In this room was a
busy machine, and into that machine
the cotton was thrown. This cotton,
you must know, is full of seeds. Very
troublesome little fellows they are, too,
for they have no idea of leaving their
comfortable home, and it's very hard to
get them out.
I'll tell you how the machine does it.
AS the cotton goes in, it comes to q
roller covered with wire teeth. These
teeth seize the cotton and draw it
through a sort of grating so fine thai
the seeds cannot get through, SO they
stay outside. AS the roller goes
around, it comes TO brush roller
which brushes off the cotton as nicely
AS any brush can do it. Then the cot
ton is packed in bale, and sent to the
cotton mills.
Now the cotton that came from the
little seed away off in Georgia is by
this time very dirty, and what do yor
suppose comes next? A bath? No
what's good for boys isn't so good fol
cotton IL gets-a beating. 1t is laid
on sort of network, and beaten witt
bundles of twigs. The dirt falls
through the network, and then tn,
cotton is called q" batting
But the cotton from the seed In
telling about don't stop at batting.
is very fine and nice, and it goes to TIN
carding- machine. This machine lay
all the threads one way by drawing i
through sets of wire teeth 1t come
out on roller, on which it looks like
wide, feecy ribbon. But it don't kee1
that pretty look very long. 1t is draw
through funnel, which makes it small
and much tirmer. 1t isn't fine enoug
yet, however, and it goes betwee
another set of rollers. l wonder
there's anything that can't be don
with rollers.
When it comes out pressed quite fri
it is called rowing, and is ready to b
spun. You'll hardly believe me, bu
the spinning is done on mule! It's
very peculiar mule, must admit, mad
of wood and iron, and carrying twenty
two hundred spindles. so it spin
twenty-five hundred threads at once
and is a wonderful machine, if it has
funny name.
1t spins the loose rowing into a muc
finer thread, slightly twisted. TIL
thread next runs through gas-fan
to burn off the little fuzz, then over
brush to take off the ashes, and the
through a hole in brass plate just I'll
size of the thread. Then it is wour
in skeins, and put up in five or t.
pound bundles.
After all these travels, the thread hi
a little rest before it starts through Il
last machine--the one that makes I'll