32 LUCY AMONG THE MOUNTAINS.

“Q, I don’t do the housework,” said Com
fort; “I spin.”

“ Spin?” repeated Lucy ; “ how do you spin?”

«With my spinning-wheel,” said Comfort.
““There it stands, in the corner.”

Lucy looked in the direction where Comfort
pointed, and she saw a very curious-looking ma-
chine, with one great wheel, something: like one
of the wheels of her father’s chaise, only it was
up in the air, on the top of the machine. The
machine had three legs, too, to stand upon.

Lucy looked at it, wondering, when Comfort
asked her if she had never seen a spinning-wheel.

“No? said Lucy.

s And then you never saw any body spin?”

“No,” said Lucy.

* You shall see me, then, to-morrow. I shall
spin all day to-morrow.”

‘JT wish you would show me a little to-night,”
said Lucy.

“ Well,” said Comfort, “T will.”

So Comfort put Lucy down, and led her to
the wheel ; and then she took up a long, slender
roll of wool, from a pile of such rolls, which was
lying across the forward part of the wheel, and
began to spin. The wheel made a loud, buzzing
noise, which seemed to Lucy to be very extra-