The whole bus got off at this place where we saw demonstrations of weaving, bread making, candle making, rope making, spinning, and other pioneer crafts.
One fascinating fact was the way the pioneers combined wool and linen to make cloth called linsey-woolsey. We saw quilts and pillows of this fabric in several of the homes. We even got to make our own rope and taste the bread! One of the missionaries shared a lovely poem at the candle-making station.
A Candle
A candle is but a simple thing.
It starts with but a little string.
Yet dipped and dipped with patient hand,
It gathers wax upon the strand
Until complex and snowy white,
It gives at last a lovely light.
Life is so like that bit of string.
Each deed we do, a simple thing.
Yet day by day, if on life’s strand,
We work with patient heart and hand
It gathers joy, makes dark days bright,
And gives at last a lovely light.
By Clara B. Thirston
A candle is but a simple thing.
It starts with but a little string.
Yet dipped and dipped with patient hand,
It gathers wax upon the strand
Until complex and snowy white,
It gives at last a lovely light.
Life is so like that bit of string.
Each deed we do, a simple thing.
Yet day by day, if on life’s strand,
We work with patient heart and hand
It gathers joy, makes dark days bright,
And gives at last a lovely light.
By Clara B. Thirston
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