“It must have been fun to use candles,” said Janet.
“Not as much fun as it sounds,” answered the farmer’s wife. “They didn’t give half as good light as a kerosene lamp.”
“We have lickerish lights at our house,” said Trouble.
“Lickerish lights?” exclaimed Mrs. Pitney.
“He means electric lights,” explained Janet. “Oh, what’s that big wheel over there?” she asked, pointing to one in a corner of the attic.
“That’s a spinning wheel,” was the reply. “In the olden days my grandmother spun the woolen yarn that was woven into cloth or knit into socks.”
“May we play with it?” asked Ted.
“Yes. It isn’t all there,” said Mrs. Pitney. “Only the big wheel is left, but you can turn it and have fun, I suppose.”
“We’ll play engine,” decided Ted, as he helped Mrs. Pitney move the old-fashioned spinning wheel out into the middle of the attic.
Then Janet saw a smaller wheel somewhat like the larger.