Fig. [2].—The looped upper end of the rod.
Is the old spinning-wheel in the attic, neglected and covered with dust, or in the parlor, decked in all its bravery of blue ribbons and snowy flax? Bring it out, wherever it may be, and for the first time in many years it shall buzz and whirr, while a girl's slender fingers part the flax and a girl's light foot rests upon the treadle. Look well to
The Wheel
and see that none of its parts are missing. There must be the bench, of course, with its treadle and wheel, then the slender rod which is tied loosely at the lower end to the cross-piece of the treadle ([Fig. 1]), and caught at the looped upper end to the little, curved-metal crank that extends at right angles from one end of the wheel's axle ([Fig. 2]).
Fig. [3].—A little peg slipped through two holes.
Fig. [4].—The leather rings.