Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1899-12-01
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male institute, and Elmira Female col
lege acquaintance with the sewing ma
chine is requisition, a young lady rot
being considered educated until she
understands 1t. Winter Is coming on,
and the household must be warmly
clad. "The Last Rose Of Summer VIII
sound better played on sewing ma
chine than on piano. Roll on, .
wheel of the sewing machine. until the
last shackled woman of toll shall be
emancpated. Roll on.
Secondly, look into the agricultural
world to see what the wheel has ac-
complished. Look at the stalks of
wheat and oats, the one bread for
man, the other bread for horses. Coat
off and with cradle made out of five
or six fingers of wood and one of sharp
steel, the harvester went across the
field, stroke after stroke, perspiration
rolling down forehead and cheek aud
chest. head blistered by the consuming
sun and lip parched by the merc.less
August air, at noon the wOrkiuen .ying
half dead under the trees. One Of my
most painful boyhood memories is that
Of my father in harvest time reeling
from exhaustion over the doorstep, too
tired to eat, pale and fainting as he
sat down. The grain brought to the
barn, the sheaves were unbound and
spread on 4 thrashing floor. and two
men with fails stood opposite each
other, hour after hour and day after
day. pounding the wheat out of the
stalk. Two strokes. and then a cessa-
tion of sound. Thump. thump. thump.
thump, thump, thump. Poun led once
and then turned over to be pounded
again. slow. very slow. The hens
cackled and clucked by the door and
picked up the loose grains and the
horses half asleep and doing over the
hangers where the hay had been.
Wheel Of the Reaper.
But bark to the buzz OF wheels in
the distance! The farmer has taken
his throne on n reaper. lie once walk
ed: now he rides; once worked with
arm Of flesh, now with arm Of iron.
He starts at the end Of the wheatiield.
heads his horses to the opposite end Of
the field, rides on. At the stroke Of
his iron chariot the gold of the grain is
surrendered. the machine rolling this
way and rolling that, this way and
that. until the work which would have
been accomplished IN many days is ac-
complished in a few hours the grain
field PROSTATE before the haryesters.
Can you Imagine anything more
beautiful than the sea island cotton?
take up the uDmeited snow in my
hand. How beautiful 1t is But do
you know by what painstaSing and
tedious toll it passed into anything like
practically? Ii you examined that
cotton, you would find 1t full Of seeds. |
Ii was n severe process by which the
seed was to be extracted from the
fiber. Vast populations were leaving
the south because they could not make
any living out Of this product One |
pound of green seed cotton was all that /
man could prepare in one day, but
Eli Whitney Massachusetts Yankee, 1
woke up. got q handful of cotton and /
went to constructing wheel for the 4
parting of the fiber and the seed.
Teeth on cylinders. brushes on cylin- :
ders. wheels on wheels. South Caro- !
lima gave him 10000 for his inyen- I
ton, and. instead Of one man taking "A /
whole day to prepare a pound Of cot |
ton for the market, now he may pre-
pare three huadredweisht. and the /
south IS enriched. and the commerce OF |
the world is revolutionized. and over
100000 bales of cotton were propar-
ed this year. enough to keep at work
in this country 143OO0OO spindles, en-
ploying 27O.O0O hands and enlistine
S2Sl, 100000 Of capital.
Thank you. Eli Whitney. and L. s.
Chichester Of New York, his successor
Above all. thank God for their invent
I've genius. that has done so much
for the prosperity Of the world.
Cause For Thanks.
Thirdly. look to see what the wheel
has done for the travelling world. No
one can tell how many noble and self
sacrificing inventors have been crush
ed between the coach wheel and the
modern locomotive, between the pad
| die and the ocean steamer.
will not enter into the controversy
as to whether John Fitch or Robert
Fulton or Thomas Somerset was the
inventor of the steamboat They all
suffered and were martyrs Of the
wheel. and they shall be honored.
John Fitch wrote:
The Dist Of January. 17l3. was the fatal time Of
bringing me into existence. sno. Of nothing so
perplexing and yevatious TO a man Of feeling IS a
| turbulent wife and steamboat building. ! expert
enced the former aud quit in season. and had !
/ been Ia my right senses l should undoubtedly have
| treated the latter in the same manner; but, for
one man to be teased with both, he must be
looked upon as the most unfortunate man in the
| world.
Surely John Fitch was in bad pre-
dicament. If the steamboat boiler did
not blow him up, his wife would. In
all ages there are those TO prophesy
the failure Of any useful invention
You do not know what the inventors OF
the day suffer. When ii was proposed
10 light London with gas, Sir Hum
phry Davy. the great philosopher, said
that he should as soon think of cutting
a slice from the moon and setting II
upon pole to light the city. Through
all abuse and caricature Fitch and
Fulton went until yonder the wheel
is In motion. and the Clermont. the
first steamboat Is going up the Nortt
river. running the distance-hold youl
breath while | tell you-from New
York to Albany in 80 hours. But the
steamboat wheel multiplied its velocl-
ties until the Lucania Of the Cunard
line and the Majestic Of the White
Star line and the New York OF the
American line and the Kaiser Wilhelm
of the North German Lloyd line cross
the Atlantic ocean In six days or less,
communication between the two coun-
tries so rapid and so constant that
whereas once those who had been to
Europe took on airs for the rest OF
their mortal lives-and to me for many
years the mostdIsagreeable man could
meet was the man who had been to