Alice Morse Earle,
In old Narragansett; romances and realities
(1898)
“ The grace and beauty of wool-spinning, ever sung by the poets, need not be described. Stepping lightly backward and forward, with arms at times high in the air, now low at the side, often by the light only of the fire, the worker, no matter what her age, seemed the perfection of the grace of motion; and the beauty of the occupation makes the name of spinster (the only title by law of every single woman) a title of honor and dignity.The preparation of flax was infinitely more tedious and more complicated. ”
