Run, jump, run, row after row.
From side to side run, weave, run,
Over this thread, under that, till the darning’s done.”
Darning up and down
Old Doctor Darner and Margaret worked very busily to fill in the great hole in her stocking. When it was mended, he took a little rest in the pincushion for a minute. Then he turned to her and said, looking very wise, indeed:
“Some day, you will learn how to mend other rips, tears, and holes.”
“Oh,” cried Margaret, laughing; “that will be fine ’cause Mother says I seem always to be needing a dose of thread and needle.” She then tested the darn in her stocking by pulling it this way and that to see if the stitches were close enough together, just as Doctor Darner told her to do. It seemed all right.
Darning across