Lyddie was given another loom and then another, and even at the increased speed of each loom, she could tend all four and felt a satisfying disdain for those who could not do the work. Some of the girls had no sooner come back from their summer holidays than they went home again. She only had two looms to tend instead of the four she’d tended during the summer. So it was that when the Concord Corporation once again speeded up the machinery, she, almost alone, did not complain. The idea of living alone and orphaned and without brother or sister-a life barren of land and family like Diana’s … She must earn all the money to pay what they owed, so she could gather her family together bĪck on the farm while she still had family left to gather. Could she have forgotten me and Charlie? Me, Lyddie, who washed and fed her and dear Charlie who made her laugh? She wanted to cry but no tears came, only a hard, dry knot in the place where her heart should have been. Maybe she didn’t even remember me, Lyddie thought. She couldn’t have been more than four the winter of the bear, but that was now nearly two years past. She strained, squenching her eyes tight to get a picture of her sister, now gone forever. She tried to remember Agnes’s little face. if you can send muny it will be help to Judah and Clarissa. I was exceding surpriz to get your letter consern yr mov to Lowell.
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