Mexico weekly ledger., 1884-10-16
The Difference In Mills.


,egging away at buttonhole. my
lear, 1 see by the paper that they
,hink there is some danger Of mill
being broken up because it is all
wind. They must make them diff
now, because" |
.sWhat's that?" demanded Mr..
Spoopendyke, dropping bis book and
pinning his wife to the back OF her
chair with his glittering eye. ''What
edition of wall paper are you contri-
butihg science to now? Which cir
Gus poster did you get that enlarged
idea from?"
"Why," mumbled Mrs. Spoopen-
dyke, somewhat taken aback by the
impetuosity with which her husband
had received her suggestion, 'when
1 was little girl there Was mill
near our place, and it always went
by wind. They put the corn in one
end and the flour came out of the
other, and then we had buckwheat
cakes.'
"Did ye seem to get the locality
of the end they put you in to acquire
all this intelligence?" snorted Mr..
Spoopendyke, planting his hands
firmly on the arms of his chair, and re-
garding his wife with what might be
accurately described as sinister ex-
preston. "What missionary's diary
did we see the account of the mill be-
ing all wind In, anyway. Don't ye
know that the mill you read about is
a prize fight? Think ye could dis
tinguish the difference between a
prize fight and wind mill if ye had
a diagram, with foot notes?' and
Mr.. Spoopendyke braced himself for
the reply and its consequences.
"Oh?" calculated Mrs. Spoopen-
dyke, dropping her hands in her lap
and contemplating her husband earn
estly. "It was fight, then. Though
I don't see why they call it mill,
unless it is because they make theil
arms go round, and even then l don't
understand why the wind should
break it up when the police can't
'sLook here?" said Mr.. Spoopen.
dyke, with strange, unnatural calm
ness. "Look here; there is just as
wide distinction between that kline
of mill and the one they had
thousand years ago, when you were
a girl, as there is between you and {
normal school. Now do you seem tt
comprehend that? We have got tt
60 through this thing a step at .
time, and I'll wait until you hear th'
first proposition rafting around il
your skull before we proceeded tt
the next" and Spoopendyke settled
himself back with the expression O
patience that enthrones itself on tn
countenance of a chained bull dol
when he sees a cat on the fence.
"How extravagantly you talk?'
exclaimed Mrs. Spoopendyke, littl
reused by the indelicacy of the refer
ence to her age. "Of course,
know prize fight is where lot o
men get together and throw up
lsponge, but 1 don't see what the win
has to do with it, unless they thin
it may blow the sponge over tn
fence where they can't get it again.
ooh! you know that much, d
you?" howled Mr.. Spoopendyk
; Strengthening up with 8 jerk tha
loosened his collar. with tha
amount of information On the sui
ject, you only need a bet On the tigl
and certificate of your honorabl
discharge from some penitentiary, t
be a dod-gasted referee. Now, pc
haps you have got some equally at
vanced notions as TO what wind is !!
L "Why,' commenced Mrs. Spool
endyke, rather depressed by tn
1 sudden demand for a definition
''wind is something that blows, ism
it?'
"Yes!" roared Mr.. Spoopendyk
: with a grin like an earthquake. 'lt
Z something that blows! That's ju
u what it is! And If you want an
: lustration, just imagine yourself wi
;. an equator around your NECK and
u sun spot in your ear, and you've g
II an equinoctial gale! l tell ye, vii
u is talk! Know what talk is? Hasl
o anybody with an interest in 20
u welfare, ever taken you by your u
: resisting hand and poured into yo
J. measly mind a description of tai
u Does it begin to dawn OH your slu
+ bering soul how that mill was brok
up? Does your quickened intelle
Is begin to wiggle any under the impu
IL of that idea!" -.
~ ..Oh, / see!" exclaimed III
" Spoopendyke, Frightening under
ie rays of her husbands lucid expial
III ton, "they were going to have
IL mill-ight, but they spoiled it
Il talk-wind. Isn't it funny how II
ao get their names up for things?
'o' do you suppose the prize fight '
invented first and the wind mill t.
d. its name from that? That must h
M been it, and the man who built
nd called, it wind mill, because
I'm knew the law wouldn't interfere u
nd it." And Mrs. Spoopendyke clap
i'd her hands and laughed Mysteries
go over her proposition.