The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1882-06-21
Buildlng a Hen.Coop.


"My DEAR, said Mr.. spoopendyke,
as he appeared before his wife with q
broad grln on his face, ''say, my dear,
I've bought some chickens so we can
have fresh laid eggs. Looki" and he
held out a couple OF pair of fowls tied
by the legs for Mrs. Spoopendyke's
contemplation.
"Well, upon my wordi" exclaimed
Mrs. Speopendyke. "Of all thingsi
chickensi Ever since we've been mar
preached the birds cautiously and with
q look of misgiving that belied her
words. "Where can we keep them2"
SIN a coop, Mrs. Spoopendyke, in a
COOP" retorted her husband, laying the
chickens on the bed while he took off
his coat and vest. ave might keep
'em up the chimney or in the clock, but
we probably won't. Wen just keep
'em in hen-coop, and I've got the laths
and nails down stairs to build it with.
Come down in the yard" and Mr..
Spoopendyke grabbed his new acquisi-
ton by the legs and started off, followed
by his wife.
"Do you know how to build coop"
asked Airs. Spoopendyke, as she watched
her husband dig post hole in the cor
ner she had reserved for geranium
bed.
"If I don't, you probably do,"
snorted Mr.. Spoopendyke, kicking
away at the spade until he loosened his
leg. 90 Now, put this post here and
that one there. Then the two fences
make the rest, and only lath up these
two-dod gast the posti" he concluded,
as it toppled over on his ear. "Can't
you hold it upP What're you sitting
around there like cork in q jug forp
Hold 1t, will YEP" 70 d
Mrs. Spoopendyke grasped the post
| firmly with both hands and held it at an
nngle of thirty degrees.
SNOW hold it perfectly still while L
dig the other hole," and Mr.. Spoopen-
dyke hacked away at the ground again
and set his second post. "-
s'I see what you mean," giggled
Mrs. Spoopendyke. You slat it up
from one post to the other, and then
put the chickens in. Myl how nice
that'n bel"
Mr.. Spoopendyke glared at her
moment and then began putting up his
laths, standing between the posts and
the fence-corner and whistling as he
worked. H rv O..
Snow" said he, as he finished,
"what do you think of thatP"
Mrs. Spoopendyke examined the job
critically. s.~
--"It's perfect palacei" she eN-
cisimed. "But say, dear, how are you
going to get out?''
{" Yah-R-hi" roared Mr.. Spoopendyke,
bounding into the air. "Why didn't ye
tell meP What'd ye want to let me
build myself in like dod gasted num-
my for? Amt ye got any sense at all
anywheies? Why didn't We watch what
was doingP" and Mr.. Spoopendyke
grinned horribly through the stats.
81 supposed you were going to build
a hole in. it," faltered Mrs. Spoopen-
dyke. S1F a1
:" So ami" yelled Mr.. Spoopendyke,
jamming his leg through the structure.
"Want any more holes?" and he kicked
the side half way across the yard.
"Four chickens, four holesl" he roared,
and the laths flew in all directions.
tsWaut any more holespn and he
smashed the roof out with the spade.
"Holes constantly on handi If you don't
see the hole you want, ask for it'll" and
he blew out the end with terrific energy.
ssNew goods coming in all the timei
Second hand holes speciality" and
he banged out the other end. "Parties
wanting holes to send in the country
will consult their interests by applying
here before going elsewherei" and he
ripped down the rest of the coop with
prodigious clatter. "Want any more
holes in this particular ooop?n he roarcd,
wrenching out the posts and slamming
them across the yard. "Does this hem
coop begin to convey the impression of
! having q hole in It'll" he demanded,
stalking up to his wife.
"Yes, DEAR" replied Mrs. Spoopen-
dyke, soothingly. "I'm so glad you got
out, but where can we keep the chick
ems now?"
Keep 'eml" ripped Mr.. Spoopen-
dyke, with a horrible grimace, and
grasping the wretched fowls by the legs,
"who's going to keep emp" and he cut
the lashings. "S'pose I'm going to run
my business just to crafty a measly
whim of a dod gasted womanp" and he
| jerked the chickens into the air.
"Never mindl" said Mrs. Spoopen-
| dyke, as the last bird slid over the fence
and disappeared, .chickens are q nuis-
ance, anyway. We really didn't need
any," Z
"Why didn't you say so before I
bought 'emP" blurted Mr.. Spoopendyke,
as he dashed into the house.
"I didn't know it," sighed Mrs.
Spoopendyke, looking around upon the
wreck, sand, besides, 1 don't believe
we would have had many eggs, because
| those chickens were all roosters."
And Mrs. Spoopendyke followed her
husband, who stormed around the rest
of the evening because he couldn't find
the Eagle of January II, 1879, which he
had cautioned her to save because there
was something In it he wanted to read,
and which she had used the next day, in
conjunction with the back breadth Of
her new flannel pettieoat, to clean his
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