Showing posts with label milling around. Show all posts
Showing posts with label milling around. Show all posts

Saturday, October 1, 2016

Just milling around, part 2

Hey, what's up, dogs?  We're back to our explorations of the historic Red Mill Village.  Last time, we saw the inner workings of the mill itself...this time, we're moving on to some other buildings in the complex.  

Here's an old tenant house that stands on the property.  People who worked in the complex would have lived here.  It's pretty small, but cozy.
No running water in those days, of course.  There's a washstand and basin in the corner behind me.      
There's a storage shed here with some historic modes of transportation:  an old buggy and an old wagon.  No horses nearby though!  


The next building down the road is a one-room schoolhouse...
Wow, they had to pack students of all ages in the same room.  And the desks were all tiny.  Must have been a tight fit.  At least they had a stove in the middle of the room to keep warm in the winter.

Up here is the teacher's desk, with a hand bell, globe of the world, and...uh-oh!  That white cone-shaped hat is the dunce cap.  If you didn't answer the teacher's questions correctly, you had to wear it for a while. 
 And here's a copy of the student rules, as written in 1872:

How do you think these rules compare to school rules now, readers?  Are they more strict or less strict?  And are students better or worse at following rules now than they used to be?  Something to think about.

Well, that's it for this post.  Thanks for following along with me on this outing, and I'll see you next time!  Cheers!

 

Wednesday, September 21, 2016

Just milling around, part 1

Hey, what's up, dogs?  This week I took another field trip, this time to the Red Mill Museum Village in Clinton, NJ.  This is supposedly the most photographed mill in New Jersey.  And I can see why--quite a picturesque spot, isn't it?...
Now, the Mill is actually one of several historical buildings that have been preserved and turned into a museum. Let's see what's inside.

Here are some of the gears that made up the inner workings of the mill...



The grain traveled down this chute....


...dropped into this hopper...



...and was crushed between giant grindstones like this one:


Of course, most of the power to turn the grindstones came from the giant water wheel outside.  But...hey, what's this??....


A DOG-POWERED TREADMILL?  No.  Way.



I guess the dogs must have been very fit back then.  I hope they were well compensated with bacon...

All right, let's proceed to the next room.  See you next time, everyone...