The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1882-05-30
BUILDING A HEN COOP.
Mr. Spoopendyke's Arrangement
tor Entering the Poultry Busf-
Brooklyn Eagle.

uITsl-SpOOpoEuyhCS ArT6uSeUf00C
tor Entering the Poultry Busf-
ness.
Brooklyn Eagle.
"Mysdear,". said Mr. Spoopendyke, as
be appeared before bis wife with broad
grin on his face, '.say, my dear, I've
bought.some chickens so we can have
fresh laid eggs Look!" and be held
out pair Of fowl tied iby the legs, for
Mrs. Spoopendyke's contemplation.
"Well, apon my wordm exclaimed
Mrs. Spoopendyke. OF all things.-
Chickens! Ever since we've been mar
ried I've wanted chickens r aa1 she ap-
preached theb birds cautiously and with
ia look of misgiving that belied her
words, "Where can we Seep them p
SIN coop, Mrs. Spoopendyke, in a
tcooptg sretorted her husband. laying the
chickens on the bed while he, divested
himself Of bis, coat aud vest. "We
might keep 'em up the chimney or in the
clock, but we probably won't. Well
just keep 'em ina her. coop. and I've.
got the lsths aud nails down stairs to
bpildit with. Come down in the yard,"
aud ar. Spoopendgke' g1abbea hisn
acquisition bV the legs, and started off,
followed by his, wife ,s
"Do you kpowshov to build coop 2"
asked Mrs. Spoopendyke, as she watch.
ed her husband dig post hole in the
corner she bad reserved for "a geranium
bed. s-sfsss,ssssf
"If;Idon't you probably Ido.p snort
ed Mr.. Spoopendyke, kicking away at
the spade until he loosened his leg -
Now, put this post here and that one
there. Then the two fences make the
rest, and only iath up these two-dod
gast the post!' be concluded as it top
pied over on his ear "Can't you hold
it up2 What're YOU sitting around there
like. cork in jug forp Hold it up,
will Yep" :. -
Mrs. Spoopendvke grasped the post
firmly with both hands and held it at an
angle of thirty degrees.
''Now'hold it perfectly still while I
dig the other hole" and Mr.. Spoopes-
dyke hacked away at the ground sgain
and Sc. his second post
81 see what you mean,' giggled Mrs.
Spoopendyke. you slat: il up from
one post te the other and then put the
chickens in. Ny! how nice thatll ber'
Mr.. Spoopendyke gfared at her mo.
Tent and then began putting up his
laths, standing between the posts and
the fence corner aud whistiing ..assbe
worked. 81, ess
"Now, said he, as he finished, "what
DO you think OF that ?" -
Mrs Spoopendyke examined the job
critically.
"It's perfect paIace!. she exclaimed,
.'But say. dear, how. ARE you going TO
get out z"
"Yah-h-h!" roared Mr.. Spoppendyke,
bounding into theeair. why didn't
you tell me Z What'd ye want to let
me BALD myself in like dod gasted
mummy for Amt ye got any sense
at all anywaeres Why didn ye watch
what was doing ?" and Mr.. Spoopen-
dyke grlnnei horribly through the stats.
81 supposed you were going TO build
hole in it," faltered Mrs. Spoopendyke.
$50 / amt yelled Mr. Spoopendyke,
jsmming his leg through the structure.
WANT any more hofgs2' snd he kicked
the side halt way across the yard
+ Four chickens, four holes r. be roared
and the laths flew in la!l directions.--
"Nant any more holes p aud he smash
ed the roof out With the spade. .'Holes
constantly on hand! If you don't see
! the bole you want, ask for it!' and he
fblew out the end with terrific energy
New goods coming in all the time!-
Second hand holes.a specialtyv and he
banged out the other end. "parties
wanting holes to send in the country
will consult their interests by applying.
here before going elsewherew and he
ripped down the rest of the coop with
prodigious clatters Want any more.
holes in this particular coopf" he roar
ed, wrenching out the. posts and slam
ming them across the yard. "Does this
hen coop begin to convey the impres,
sion of having hole in it?' he deman-
ded, Stalking up to his wife.
"Yes; dear, replied Mrs. Spoopen.
dyke, soothingIv. I'm so glad you
got out, but where can we keep the
chickens nowy"s.e 1AT
Keep EN-! ripped Mr.. Spoopendyke,
with a horrible grimace, and grasping
the wretched fowls. bv the legs, "who's
going to keep 'emf" and he cut the LASH
ings. "S'pose I'm going to ruin my
business just to gratify everv measly
whim of dod gasted woman r. and be
jerked the chickens into the sir.
,"Never mind,' eooed Mrs. ,Spoopen-
dyke, as the lasl bird slid over the fence
and disappeared "Chickens are nui-
sance anyway. We really didn't need
any,"
"Wby didn't you say so before I
bought 'emr" burted Mr. Spoopendyke,
as be dashed into the house
81 didn't know it,p sighed Mrs. Spoo.
pendyke. looking around on the wreck,
sand besides, don't believe we would
have had many eggs, hecause these
chickens were all roosters" ~
! And Mrs. Spoopendyke followed her
husband. who slormed around the rest
OF the evening OecSuSe sne cnHfth unU
the Eagle of January IL, 1879, which
Le had cautioned her to save because
there was something in it he wanted to
read, and which he had used the next
day, in conjunction with the back.
hresdth of her new flannel petticoat, to
clean his shotgun with.
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