Huntsville gazette., 1882-06-03
Building a Hen-Coop.

4 z" My DEAR" said Mr. Spoopendyke,
| as he appeared before his ewife with a
broad GRIN on his face, stsay, my dear,
r Eve bought some chickens so we can
i have fresh laid eggs. Look!n and he
held out q couple of pair of fowls tied
] BY the legs for Mrs. Spoopendyke's
contemplation. aaa e5 aalrfa9a's oz
"Wen, upon my word |" exclaimed
Mrs, Spo9pendyke. aOf all thingsl
/ chickens! Ever since we've been mar
rieds Eve Wanted ehiekensI and she ap-
A preached the birds cautiously and with
q look of misgiving that belied her
\ words. ~ tsWhere can we keep thenaei't :
4 s Inia coop, Mrs. Spoopendyke, in
COOP" retorted her husband, laying the
chickens ON the bed while he took off
7 his coat and vest. ssssWe might keep
s'em up the chimney or in the clock, but
we probably won't. y Well just keep
'enn in a hen-coop, and | We got the laths
andnails down stairs to build it with.
bCome down in Che yard, = and Mr..
\ Spoopendyk grabbed his new acquisi-
ton by the legs and started off, followed
i by his wife. s- - yA' y"
"Do you know how to build coop ?,'
asked Mrs. Spoopendyke, as she watched
her husband dig a post hole in the cor
i ner she had reserved for a geranium
bed. ea. st e.e ass 81
eff L don't, you probably do"
snorted Mr.. Spoopendyke, kicking
away atgthe spade until he loosened his
LEG. Now, [ put this post here and
that one there. Then the two fences
make the rest, and |. only lath up these
two-dod CAST the post!' he concluded,
as it toppled over on his ear. {" Can't
you hold it up? What're you sitting
around there like a cork in a jug for?
Hold it, will ye?'' e n ~4
Mrs Spoopentlyke grasped the post
firmly with both hands and held it at an
angle of thirty degrees.
Now hold it perfectly still while L
dig the other hole,'' and Mr.. Spoopen-
i dyke hacked away at the ground again
and set his. second post.
~ see what you moan,'' giggled
. Mrs. SpoQpendyke. " You slat it up
. from one. post to the other, and then
put The chickens in. Ny! how nice
that'll be!'' -@
Mr.. SpQopendyke glared at her "a.
! moment and then began putting up his
s laths, standing between the posts and
4 the fence-corner and whistling as he
worked. II
."Now,'' said he, as he finished,
"what do you think of that?''
Mrs. Spoopendykei examined the job
I. critically -. -....-...gsY - - .s-fi
\ "It's q. perfect palace!".; she ex-
claimed. ."But say, dear, how are. YOU
going to get out?" bl.f IN,
Yah-h-h I" roared Mr.. .'Spoopendyke,
bounding into the air. ''Why didn't ye
tell me2 What'd ye want to let me
build myself in like a dod gasted mum
| my for? Amt We got any sense at; all
anywheres? Why didntye watch what
/ was .doing?" aud Mr.. Spoopendyke
grinned horribly through the Stats.
81 supposed you were going to build
hole in it, faltered Mrs. Spoopen-
4 dyke. 8
4 $50 l am ~ yelled Mr.. Spoopendyke,
jamming his leg through the. structure,
1 ."Want any more hole5?'' and he Kicked
the side half way across the yard. /
\ "Four chickens, four holes!" he roared,
and the laths flew in all directions.
."Wants any. more holes 2l'sS. and he
smashed the roof out with the spade,
''Holes constantly on hand! II you don't
see the hole you want, ask for it!n and
nc blew out the end with terrific energy..
s.sNew goods coming in all the time
| Second hand holes a speciality" and
! he banged out the other end. 'sParties
wanting holes to send in the country
will consult their interests by applying
/ here, before going elsewhere!a' and he,
ripped down the,rest of the coop with |
| prodigious clatter. sWant any more
holes in this particular coop? ?" he roared,
wrenching out the posts aud slamming
them across the yard. ssDoes this hem
coop begin to convey the impression of
7 Having hole in it'll" he demanded,
stalking up to his wife. ~ sa
80 Yes, DEAR" replied Mrs. Spoopen-
dyke, soothingly. 'T'm 50 glad you got
/ out, but where can we keep the chick
ems now?''.
~-s Keep 'em!'' ripped MIR. Spoopen-
dyke, with horrible grimace, and
.grasping the wretched fowls by the legs,
awho's going to keep 'ema" and he cut
the lashings. sS'pose I'm going to run
my business just to crafty a measly
whim of a dod gasted woman?,' and he
ierked the chickens into the air.
/" Never mind!n said Mrs. Spoopen-
dyke, as the last bird slid over The fence
and disappeared, ''chickens are NUS
ance, anyway. We really didn't need
amy * ssslE h5nsl7a s.9 wy \
"Why didn't you say 50 before /
bought 'enp" blurted Mr.. Spoopendyke,
as he dashed into the house, ia
ssI- didn't know it." sighed Mrs.
Spoopendyke, looking around upon the
wreck, Sand, besides, I don't believe
we would have had many eggs, because
those chickens were all roosters. \
4 And Mrs. Spoopendyke followed her
husband, who stormed around the rest
E-ofthe evening because he couldn't find |
the EagIe of January 12,' 1879, which he
had cautioned her 10 save because there 4
was something in it. he wanted to read, !
and which she had used the next day, in
conjunction with thez back breadth OF !
her new flannel petticoat, to clean his
shotgun with .-Br00Ayyn Eagle.
Will. shortly happen. A house
maid seeks employment in good city |
family. !, lssWill madame tell me who 4
was her last maid?''' Madame, taken