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bake bread at all like Aunt Mary. She bakes hers in
tins and these are baked right on the bottom of the
oven.''
"This is rye bread, and rye bread, as well as French,
Vienna and German twist bread are baked on the bot
tom of the oven instead of in pans. Notice the cornmeal
on the bottom of the loaves. They axe always dusted
with cornmeal just before being put in the oven, so that
they will not stick to the bottom. The cornmeal some
times scorches in flakes and so, when we take the loaves
out we put them on a rack covered with coarse meshed
wire, thru which the burned particles drop, leaving the
loaves fresh and sweet."
"How many loaves are there in that oven?" said
Jack. "It looked to me as if there must be a hundred."
Mr. Regan smiled as he replied, "There were 360
loaves in that oven before the man began taking any
out. If -we were rushed by orders, we could make it 400
loaves at a baking."
"How long does it take to make a batch of bread
from the time the things are put into the mixer, until
the bread comes out of the oven!" was Jack's next ques
tion.
"About seven and one-half hours. "We can do it in
five hours by forcing the process in various ways, but
seven and a half to eight is the natural time."
"Why Aunt Mary starts bread the night before,
doesn't she?" Jack exclaimed, turning to Uncle Dick.
"Very likely," was Mr. Began's dry comment. "But
then, the home bread baker does not have the advantage
of the even temperature that we have here. In the cold
est days in winter, the temperature in the mixing room is
kept at 80 degrees, hardly ever is there any variation
one way or another. In summer, the temperature is
likely to be higher than 80 degrees on the hottest days,
but we plan to put in a refrigerating plant in the mix
ing room, and so be able to control the temperature the
ear 'round. I want you to see another oven, now, with
white bread in," he ended, as he moved toward the
fourth of the four groups of iron doors that pierced the
shining whiteness of the tiles upon one side. As the door
opened, Jack laughed aloud.
"It's just like a merry-go-round!" he exclaimed.
"Are the other white bread ovens built like this one
that takes the bread on a ride around all the time?"
"We use this oven for baking a certain kind of
white bread, but the other two ovens are similar to the
one you saw the rye bread in. Here, you see, the fire is
built only in one small spot, and the bottom of the oven,
on which the breadpans sit, turns around, giving an even
heat for all the loaves. By the way, have you noticed
that the crust of most bakery bread is tender? Here is
the steam valve thru which steam is turned into the
baking chamber part of the time, so that the crust will
not harden before the inside has had a chance to bake.
The temperature xs so hot in there that you can hardly
Bee the steam, it evaporates so quickly."
"How hot is it in there, please?"
Mr. Regan looked at a big thermometer sunk deeply
into the wall. "About 500 degrees," he said.
"What did he do that for!" Jack exclaimed sud
denly, as one of the men picked up a loaf of bread that
had fallen to the floor in the hurry of the rapid handling
and tore it in two and tossed it aside.
"It is a strict rule in the bakery, that no bread or
biscuit or doughnut that falls to the floor shall be sent
out. When such an accident happens, the loaf is torn in
two at once."
"But what do you do with them?" persisted Jack.
Mr. Regan smiled broadly, as he said, We feed them
to the horses."
"Horses!" was all Jack could say in his astonish
ment.
"We have ten horses here for use in the business,
hauling flour, delivering the bread, etc., and it is a strange
fact that they all like bread. Most of them take natural
ly to it, but those that don't at first like it, have invari
ably learned to. In fact, so much do they relish the torn
loaves tossed to them now and then, that if they have al
ready started on their oats, they will leave them for the
bread. In our office records, we know each day, not only
how many loaves of bread are baked altogether, but how
many of these are perfect, how many under weight, and
how many 'crippled' and torn.
"What do you do when they are under weight? You
don't have to throw the bread away, do you?"
W sell such bread at 3 cents a loaf right here at
the bakery," was the reply.
"And how many loaves of bread do you make a
day?"
"The average is 16,000 loaves of bread a day, but
in summer, we frequently make 22,000 in twenty-four
hours. You see, we run night and day, except Saturday.
A batch of bread, for instance, is started by the shift of
men who go on duty at 1 o'clock in the morning. While
that is being beaten in the mixer, they are busy weigh
ing the ingredients for the second batch, and no sooner
is the first batch out of the mixer, and the mixer thoroly
cleaned, than the second batch goes in. So it keeps on,
until the second shift of men comes on, say at 9 or 10
in the morningthe factory hums every minute in -the
whole twenty-four hours., Prom this floor, the bread goes
either into the wagons for city delivery or else into the
boxes for shipment to outside towns. In the basement
are lockers, dressing rooms and shower baths for the
men. We try to keep the place as clean as possible. No
smoking or chewing is allowed? the men are furnished
three white suits a week, which the firm also launders,
and three women are employed all the time cleaning. The
utensils in the mixing room are cleaned after each using,
all the tubes that carry liquids are flushed with hot wat
er, and the mixers and 'tros' are made with rounded bot
toms, so that no dough can stick anywhere and sour."
As Uncle Dick and Jack walked away from the
bakery, Jack said:
"When I first went into the mixing room, all those
belts and pulleys and all that machinery did not look
nice to me when I thought of Aunt Mary's nice white
bread bowl and her shining pans, but when I found how
extremely clean it all is, I really think that I never shall
object to any baker's bread after seeing how clean this
bakery is."
(THE END.)
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THE JOURNAL JUNIOR, MINNEAPOLIS, MINNESOTA^ SATURDAY,^AI^ffi 2971905.
AN AERIAL RUN A WA
By W. P. and C. P. Ckipman.
Ccjivright, 190i, Lothrop Publishing Company.
CHAPTER XXTTT.
A Perilous Descent.
As soon as there was sufficient light, the professor
began his operations, assisted by his companions. Going
over the pile of apparatus which the professor had ex
plained to his comrades while the articles were being
made. They unrolled the big air sack and placed it on
an elevated platform, which had been erected by the
aeronaut's order, with the hoop projecting a short dis
tance over the edge. The car was now quickly attached
to a native wickerwork basket and then the work of
loading was commenced.
Professor Barton -would allow no one to do this but
himself, as it was of the utmost importance that the pack
ages be so arranged as to keep the car in perfect equi
librium. One by one the carefully made parcels were
handed to him and stowed awjy in the space under the
circular seat. It took but a short time, however, for the
skilled hands of Mr. Baiton to arrange each parcel in its
proper place, and the sun was hardly a half hour high
when he announced:
"Everything is now in readiness. We will therefore
begin inflating the balloon. 1 will start the fire."
This was soon done, and then at the aeronaut's
direction a number of the attendants of Tupac mounted
the platform and held the folds of cloth apart as much as
possible, so as to allow the headed air a free passage into
the great sack.
While the fire was getting under way, the professor
turned to his companions, saving:
"You will notice that the wind is now blowing from
the east, and will, therefore, carry us away from the
plateau. I chose this time ana this place for two reasons.
The wind here is always an easterly one in the early
morning, and it is only about four thousand feet down to
the lower spur of the mountain at this point whereas on
the other three sides the descent is from six to seven
thousand feet."
Ten minutes passed. The great globe was now nearly
distended and no longer needed the support of the serv
ants, who descended to the ground. The amazement on
the faces of all the natives had increased as the work pro
gressed, until there was somewhat of fear mingled with it.
"Come," said the aeronaut, "it is time for us to
take our places in the car. In a very few moments the
balloon will rise." Then turning to Admaxla's father
he continued. "Yesterday I promised the people at the
temple that Admaxla should return in five years. will
come with powers which will enable him to scale the
mountain side. On the evening before the day he is ex
pected, therefore, have a trusty messenger waiting here,
who can bring you word of his arrival before it is an
nouncd to the people."
The two chefs readily promised that the courier
should be there, and then, after all had shaken hands with
the curacas, the five voyagers stepped into the car.
Already the airship was swaying in the morning breeze,
and barely had the little company taken their assigned
positions when it slowly began to rise.
Ineh by inch if rose, with an even motion, and so
quietly that the car was several inches from the ground
before the onlookers noticed it when they did, however,
with awe-stricken faees they fell to the ground, and onee
more that cry went cp:
"The gods have come down to us!"
Here a stronger current of air caught the balloon
and carried it, still rising slowly, off beyond the edge of
the plateau, and over the spur of the mountain nearly a
mile below. As he saw the ground receding, Admaxla's
face grew pale, and he clutched the side of the car
tightly.
Noticing this, Professor Barton said kindly and re
assuringly:
"Do not be alarmed, my lad. There is no danger
so long as you sit perfectly still." Then turning to the
other occupants of the basket, he went on, "On account
of the rude nature of our airship, we will be obliged to
remain as nearly motionless as possible."
The native lad seemed entirely satisfied by his
friend's assurance, and gazed calmly back at his native
land, now some distance away.
"How long with this balloon keep afloat, professor?"
questioned Todd.
"Not very many minutes," was the answer. "We
shall probably reach the- ground again within a half
hour. See, we have already commenced to fall!"
It was a fact which all could detect by glancing^
back at the cliff they had just left. Its summit was
some distance above them, and as they looked, rose
higher and highr^ a conclusive proof that they were
slowly dropping.
"We shall be down in ten minutes more, if all goes
well," declared Professor Barton "and see! we shall
land almost exactly opposite the break in the pathway
down the mountain side. That is well, for it will enable
ns to follow the old trail, just as if we had crossed the
chasm by a bridge."
Slowly the moments passed the balloon was within
fifty feet of the ground when suddenly Rod touched the
aeronaut's arm. "Look there!" he cried in alarm. "The
canvas is fire!"
As he spoke a flame burst out from one side of the
Back then with a rush the heated air escaped the can
vas collapsed and balloon and ear dropped to the
ground with a thud which threw them into a heap, yet
no one was seriously injured and hastily picking them
lelves up, they jumpe'd from the wreck.
"Any one hurt?" asked the professor, anxiously.
Then as he saw all were able to move about, he went on:
"No? Thank God for that I Now we must remove our
supplies from the ear before they take fire," and. he
suited his action to his words, and the last parcel was
removed just as the wickerwork of the car took fire.
"It served our purpose at any rate," remarked Todd,
"and, as you suggested, professor, we are down at almost
toe exact spot -where we would have erossed the chasm
could we have bridged it. Lookl"
His comrades glanced in the direction indicated by
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his outstretched hand, and noticed for the first time that
they were within a dozen rods of the abyss which had
been caused by the earthquake, and directly opposite
vhe place where the path down from the plateau ended
so abruptly.
The packages were soon distributed among the
party, and the tramp xrver the mountain range begun.
The path led for some distance along the edge of the
abyss caused by the ancient convulsion of the earth, and
was fairly smooth but it then turned away from the
chasm, and became rough and broken. The steepness also
increased, and the wanderers were soon sliding and slip
ping and scrambling down the mountain side in a way
which to say the least was very trying to their nerves.
I should think," Mr. Todd at length observed,
panting heavily, I should think we must have missed the
pathway altogether."
"The worst portion of our marches over, unless I
am much mistaken," responded Professor Barton. "This
is, without doubt, the little valley up which the old Peru
vians fled, and in which they were besieged. The path
way will probably descend into it before long."
But it was some time before his words proved true
for the slope was so gradual for the remainder of the
passage that the little party were almost of the opinion
they should not reach the bottom of the gorge at all, when
a sudden turn of the path brought them into it.
"The fleeing Peruvians came up the valley, so our
way is to go down it,'' said the aeronaut. I should say
we have but to follow this tiny stream down the slope,"
pointing to the west, "and we shall come out into a more
open country. Anyway a trial will soon show whether
I am right or not."
In this opinion the other members of the party con
curred, and the march was soon resumed in the direction
indicated by the aeronaut. The surface of the gorge,
wThile
to some extent broken* was, nevertheless, smooth
enough for easy walking, and quite a relief after the
mountain pathway.
The valley increased in both width and fertility a3
they descended it, until they approached its mouth, per
haps a mile beyond the point where they entered it
then its walls suddenly contracted again to within twenty
five or thirty feet of each other. This space was nearly
filled with the ruins of what had once evidently been
the defenses of the Peruvians in their fi,pit
tile Indians four hundred years before.
With the aid of the big rope ladder which they had
brought along with them, but which they had not previ
ously needed, the travelers climbed the old wall, and
when once down upon the other side, the aeronaut said,
meantime looking earnestly about him:
"It must be somewhere near here that your ances
tors buried their treasure, Admaxla. I wish we might
locate the place now, so that when you are on your way
back to your people, you will know just where to dig for
it," and he took from his pocket the note book in which
he had written a description of the spot at Malca's dic
tation. Referring to this, he said:
"Tbey made their Stand for the disastrous battle
upon a knoll, hemmed in on two sides by a cliff which
terminated in three peaks. After the contest they buried
their fallen Inca and treasure at a point where converg
ing lines drawn from the three peaks would interseet.
Do any of you see a small hill within a short distance
which answers to the description?"
"There is one over there! the native lad exclaimed,
pointing to a slight rise backed by a three-pointed rock a
half mile to their left.
"Yes, I see it now," was the professor's answer.
"We will go over there."
A ten minutes' walk was sufficient to bring them to
the knoll, which rose to a height of perhaps fifty feet
above the .surrounding plain. Its southern and western
sides were against a cliff that ascended abruptly and
Bolidly until near its top, where it split in to three narrow
and pointed peaks. This left only two sides of the little
elevation open to an attack, and it was just such a spot
as any party, suddenly surprised by an enemy, would have
chosen for a defense.
Having arrived there, the professor stood for some
time in silence, measuring the three" prongs of the cliff
with his eye, and calculating about where lines drawn
convergingly from each would intersect but at length he
was about to speak, when Rod came running toward him.
"See here, Mr. Barton," he said, "what is this?"
and he held out a small object which he had found. A
closer examination^showed it to be a part of a metal spear
much like those in use on the mountain plateau.
I guess we. have struck the right place fast
enough," the lad remarked, as they finished their scru
tiny. I found it lying partly buried down yonder where
the rains have f^jllied out the hill for a rod or more."
"It certainly would seem so," the aeronaut replied,
"and Admaxla on his return journey will have no trou
ble in identifying the locality. But we must go into
camp at once, for it will soon be too dark to do so. This
is as good a place to pass the night as I have seen, only
we must provide some sort of a shelter.''
The little squad were soon busily at work prepar
ing for the coming darkness. A rude hut was constructed
along the side of the cliff by leaning some poles against
it and covering them with brush. The material for this
was found in a thicket a short distance off and from the
same source a supply of fuel for a fire was gathered. As
Bod kindled the latter with one of the few matches they
possessed, he suddenly called out:
"What are we going to do for water, professor?
We didn't think to bring any from the brook in the
gorge. I wonder if there is any nearer?"
A diligent search was made for some distance around,
but no stream or spring could be found and at length it
was given up, the aeronaut saying:
"This explains why the Peruvian fugitives could
not remain here for more than a few hours. There was no
water for themselves or their animals, and so during the
night they fled to the gorge a half mile away. It is a
movement we shall have to repeat at dawn, or suffer from
thirst."
His companions agreed with him before they had
finished their dry and unsatisfactory lunch. Nothing but
the heavy darkness which had already settled down over
the hills and plains prevented them from attempting to
reach the brook that night. As it was they decided, tho
at considerable discomfiture, to remain where they were
and soon all had laid themselves down in the rude shelter
to sleep exeept Professor Barton, who, at his own request,
was to take *-h.e first -watch of two hours.
(To Be Continued.)
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