The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1880-06-03

So down stairs we went, and there
was the other great redwood tank; it
was SO high we had to 60 up some steps
at its side to look over the top. And
there at last was the Giants pudding!
Oh. such an immense pudding, nothing
put q giant could ever make way with
IT,. Over it was q long cross-bar re-
volving horizontally with paddles
pudding sticks, I should call them
fastened in it SO as to keep the mush
stirring all the time.
"This pulp" said the man, "can
now be drawn up at any time and emp
tied into trough under a circular
cylinder made Of wire cloth. I will
show you.'
Then we went up into the room we
first entered, and there was the pulp or
straw pudding the Giant was going to
eat in the trough under the cylinder.
"This cylinder is thirty-six inches in
diameter. As it revolves its lower side
goes into the pulp, which clings to it as
you see: there are suction pipes inside
which carry off all surplus water" the
man explained. Rolling above this
cylinder, so as to come in contact with
it, is this thick flannel cloth, over forty
inches wide, which catches the pulp
evenly on its surface, comes up over
this roller, passes between these press
ing rollers and begins to look like wet
brown paper.
"Next it comes to these six drying
cylinders, each three feet in diameter,
and all heated to different degrees of
temperature. When it mas passed
around all these cylinders it is dry
enough to leave the cloth and come out
by itself web of brown paper. 1t
passes between these small calender
rolls, and then on through these larger
calender, or finishing rolls. which gives
it smooth and somewhat glossy ap-
pearance."
The calender rolls were about foot
in diameter, as smooth, hard and shiny
as my mother fiat-irons; and the paper
looked about as nice as her aprons do
when they are freshly starched and
ironed.
"From these rolls" continued the
man. "the paper is drawn over this
reel, and from that up to the cutting
machine, where it first meets these
scissors on each side, which trim it per-
fectly straight and even, then it comes
to this revolving knife or shears, which
cuts it off as you see-"
I watched it little while, and every
time the paper had rolled through thir-
ty inches, down would come the blade
and cut it off, while almost in the same
instant another blade cut it through the
center and it fell in two sheets thirty
inches long and twenty wide.
How long does it take for the pulp
out there to 60 through the machine
and-come out at this end finished pa
PERI" asked my mother.
"About two minutes"
'Why, that is as quick as Aladdin's
lamp could do itr' I said, and I did
think it was as wonderful as a fairy
story at last.
"Now, Jack, can you remember how
it is all doner' asked my mother.
II think 50; let's see," says I.
"This is the paper to wrap around our
beefsteak. This is the Giant that makes
the paper to wrap around our beefsteak.
This is the pudding that feeds the Giant
that makes the paper to wrap around
our beefsteak. This is the straw that
forms the pudding that feeds the Giant
that makes the paper to wrap around
our beefsteak This is the engine that
grinds the straw that forms the pudding
that feeds the Giant that makes the
paper to wrap around our beefsteak.
This is the steam that turns the engine
that grinds the straw that forms the
pudding that feeds the Giant that makes
the paper to wrap around our beef
steak. This is the water that changes
to steam that turns the engine that
grinds the straw that forms the pud-
ding that feeds the Giant that makes
the paper to wrap around our beef
steak. This is the furnace that heats
the water that changes to steam that
turns the engine that grinds the straw
that forms the pudding that feeds the
Giant that makes the paper to wrap
around our beefsteak. This is the
wood that burns in the furnace that
heats the water that changes TO steam
that turns the engine that grinds the
straw that forms the pudding that feeds
the Giant that makes the paper to wrap
around our beefsteak.'
Every well, Jack" said mother.
"Now we will CO."
"Unhitch the horses and off we co."
l said; and off we went, but the Giant
is there yet, eating his straw pudding
all day long.-L. j. Dakin, in N. Y.