Mount Pleasant Roller Mill

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 14
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1982
Type Text
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Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
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Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
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Title Mount Pleasant Roller Mill
Description The noise of the mill machinery was deafening and seemed to increase in volume as we got nearer. The horses shied and were not sure it was safe to go along the loading dock in front of the mill. Daddy coaxed the team into place and tied them to an iron ring. He stepped across the gap between the wagon and the platform. I climbed down from the wagon, went around to the steps at the end of the dock, and clamored up to join Daddy. The noise was ear-splitting and everything trembled. When we got inside we could see that the vibration came from the whirling of dozens and dozens of large wheels. Wide belts con-nected one wheel to another in a puzzling combination. One large wheel and a belt near the ceiling, operated a multitude of wheels and belts below. Then we observed that there was one wide belt reaching to the upper floor. I reason that machinery upstairs must have been bigger and noiser than down-stairs. Upstairs there must have been a connection with the master water wheel outside. Customers were not allowed upstairs. It was eerie to see the ghost-like appearance of everything material. Layers of fine white flour dusted the floor, machines, belts, window sills and every flat surface. The miller was white ... clothes, hair, face and hands. He looked like a phantom. There were large pipes about a foot in diameter, some metal and others canvas. They apparently were filled with different kinds of milled products. A miller was working at one of these conduits, filling sacks with flour. He would position a bag over a pipe outlet, pull out a wooden stopper and flour would spill into the sack. Large wooden bins were filled with various grain products; whole wheat flour, graham flour and germade cereal. Bran, chopped oats and cracked wheat filled other bins. I saw the miller pass the bran bin, reach in and take some to eat. I decided to try it too. The bran was coarse, but tasty. I tried some graham flour and liked it better. The grain in our wagon was soon unloaded and Daddy said it would be elevated to the top floor. From that point, the pro-cessing would begin. In a few minutes, pure white flour was conveyed to the first floor. The miller filled sacks from our very own wheat. Daddy insisted that last year's crop of wheat produced better flour. It would be a few months before the new wheat would be harvested and ready to process. Now was the right time to get our year's supply of flour. -132-
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Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 14
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-19
Date Modified 2005-02-19
ID 325423
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