Crow Shay rolled his eyes toward the Yarn Baby, but did not say a word.

“Come, Crow Shay,” said the Yarn Baby; “you may tell us about all your little and big relatives.”

The Mary Frances Knitting and Crocheting Book — Part 10

Crochet hooks and knitting needles are made of bone, or celluloid (amber), or rubber, or wood. These are usually made in sizes from 0 to 15, size 0 being the smallest.

The Mary Frances Knitting and Crocheting Book — Part 10

FOR DIRECTIONS FOR MAKING KNITTED ARTICLES SHOWN IN THIS ILLUSTRATION SEE

The Mary Frances Knitting and Crocheting Book — Part 10

CROCHETED SCARF—69 CROCHETED GARTERS—242 HAIR PIN BALL—107

CROCHETED TURBAN (HAT)—99 CROCHETED BOOK BAG—118]

Crochet hooks and knitting needles are also made of steel. Steel crochet hooks usually come in sizes from 0 to 14.[A] Size 0 is quite large. Size 14 is very small. Steel knitting needles are usually numbered from 8 to 20. Size 8 is large. Size 20 very fine.

Steel hooks and needles are generally used for making articles of cotton thread, and needles made of bone, celluloid, rubber or wood are generally used for wool work.

“I will give you a gauge card to measure the sizes of crochet hooks and knitting needles,” finished Crow Shay.

[Illustration: THIS SCALE FOR STEEL KNITTING NEEDLES ONLY

“Oh, thank you,” said Mary Frances, helping Crow Shay take a card out of the knitting bag. “Now I shall feel very much better acquainted with your whole family.”

“Take good care of the picture,” said Crow Shay. “You may often want to look at it.”[B]

“What!” exclaimed the little girl. “Is it six o’clock already? Why, I had no idea how time had flown!”

“You must have enjoyed hearing me talk,” said Crow Shay. Then, noticing the Yarn Baby’s hair, he corrected himself.

“I mean, you must have enjoyed hearing _us_ talk,” he said.

“Mary Frances, didn’t you hear the gong? Mother sent me to look for you,” called the little girl’s brother Billy. “Where are you, anyway?” he asked as he bounded up the steps.

[Illustration: “What! Dinner time already!”]

“Mercy!” exclaimed Crow Shay under his breath, as his face melted away.

The Yarn Baby fell over on her side and looked as dumb as a dumb-bell.

“I’m coming,” called Mary Frances. “I’ll be right down.”

“Oh, do not let anyone know about us,” muttered the Yarn Baby. “If you do, we’ll be deader than sixty coffin nails.”

[Illustration: “Deader than sixty coffin nails.”]