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w LavucHiNG Boy 227 Iv Slim Girl continued weaving despite the poor szles, because she found relief and, one might ‘B=, 2 confidant in her craft. And then, they two, 8 + orking side by side, reconstructed at least the {@ -tward signs of the harmony that was gone. | He eased his soul by shaping the half-stubborn, PB -:lf-willing metal. It isa matter of patience, from | —c lump or the coins to the bar, from the bar to | = bracelet. This, the most precious and beauti- =z! of metals, is the easiest to work. That is a gift it the gods. Slow, slow, under successive light | =—okes the bar becomes longer, flatter, thinner: it } = struck and it grows towards its appointed Tape. | am impatient these days, I get tired of the | T-ishing. One must have one’s mind made up to | = irom the start, from four Mexican coins to the | i-ecly finished ornament; one must see it as it will | 3. and not stop short of what he has seen. Having woven about a foot of blanket, the head- sks of the loom are lowered, and the finished | zert is rolled around the foot-sticks, out of sight. This is like time. Here, this little part showing, l v=ere | am weaving, is the present; the past is | = ed up and gone; there are those empty warp | ~-~ds above me. The weft is like handling a nerv- las horse; I lead the blue strand gently to the