The story of textiles; a bird's-eye view of the history of the beginning and the growth of the industry by which mankind is clothed . went through a similar ceremony at the time ofthe evening service. Crompton was reserved, industrious, and studious, veryfond of music, and he made a violin upon which he be-came so proficient that he was able to play in the orchestraof the Bolton Theatre. The yarn being soft and constantly breaking on theHargreaves jenny upon which he spun, his mother scoldedhim because he thus lost time in joining threads. Histhoughts, therefore, early turned toward an improve
The story of textiles; a bird's-eye view of the history of the beginning and the growth of the industry by which mankind is clothed . went through a similar ceremony at the time ofthe evening service. Crompton was reserved, industrious, and studious, veryfond of music, and he made a violin upon which he be-came so proficient that he was able to play in the orchestraof the Bolton Theatre. The yarn being soft and constantly breaking on theHargreaves jenny upon which he spun, his mother scoldedhim because he thus lost time in joining threads. Histhoughts, therefore, early turned toward an improvementof the machine. It may have been that he desired moretime for his violin or for his pleasures. As he attendednight school and was studying mathematics, his workkept him from his books and also the violin, so that he wasmore and more driven to invent some improvement thatwould lessen the time of his work. From 1774 to 1779, or from the ages of twenty-one totwenty-six, he was engaged upon the mule, his only leisurebeing after his days work or during hours taken fromsleep. My mind was in a continual endeavor to realize a more. THE STORY OF TEXTILES 85 perfect principle of spinning, said he, and, though oftenbaffled, I as often renewed the attempt, and at last suc-ceeded to my utmost desire at the expense of every shilHngI had in the world. All his spare cash and more had gone for tools andmaterials, and, when the Bolton Theatre opened, he wasglad to earn eighteen pence a night, playing the violin inthe orchestra. He worked secretly, not even his motherand uncle knowing what he was doing until the noise ofhis night work aroused their curiosity. The lights andstrange noises at unusual hours, heard by the neighbors,soon made them think that the hall was haunted, and theircuriosity finally became so great that they would climb upto his attic windows to watch his work. His first mule was made of wood and iron secured from *^a near-by smithy, and the point of his invention was thath
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