"We shall see," thought his mother, as she hurried away to call her daughters.
"Is there any woolen cloth in the house, Nancy?" she asked.
"Not a yard; I used the last yesterday."
"And there is no yarn, either," said Deborah, the oldest daughter.
"The sheep have not been sheared, and there is no wool. It is not possible to make Abner a new pair of trousers before he goes. There is no use to try!" said Nancy.
SPINNING THE WOOL.