and then sought for a small sharp stone, which he could make still 
sharper by striking it on another. When he had got this pen ready he cut 
into the bark of one tree: 
Shipwreck, Sunday, 10th of September, 1875. 
He made seven cuts in a row for the seven days in the week. The first 
cut was longer than the others. This was to represent the Sunday. At 
sundown every day he made a new cut in the bark. 
The other tree he called the month tree. On its stem he was to cut a 
mark every time his week tree told him a month had passed. But he 
must be careful, for the months were not of equal length. But he 
remembered that his teacher had once said in school that the months 
could be counted on the knuckles and hollows of the hand, in such a 
way that the long and short months could be found easily and he could 
tell in this way the number of days in each. 
Robinson worked at enlarging his shelter a little every day. He was 
sorely at loss to find something in which to carry the dirt away from the 
entrance, or enough so that it would not choke up the opening. A large 
clam shell was all he could think of at present. He would carry the dirt 
to the entrance and some distance away, and then throw it. Fortunately 
the ground sloped away rapidly, so that he needed a kind of platform 
before his door. 
He was careful to open the cleft at some distance above the large 
opening. For the air was damp and impure in the shelter. But with the 
opening made high above, fresh air was constantly passing into, and 
impure air out of, his cave. Light, too, was admitted in this way.
XII 
ROBINSON MAKES A HUNTING BAG 
Several days passed with Robinson's hat-making and his 
calendar-making and his watching the sea. Every day his corn and 
bananas became more distasteful to him. And he planned a longer 
journey about the island to see if something new to eat could be found. 
But he considered that if he went a distance from his cave and found 
something it would really be of little use to him. "I could eat my fill," 
he said, "but that is all. And by the time I get back to my cave I will 
again be hungry. I must find something in which I can gather and carry 
food." He found nothing. 
"The people in New York," he said, "have baskets, or pockets, or bags 
made of coarse cloth. Of them all, I could most easily make the net, 
perhaps, of vines. But the little things would fall out of the net. I will 
see whether I can make a net of small meshes." 
But he soon saw that the vines did not give a smooth surface. He 
thought for a long while. In his garden at home his father had 
sometimes bound up the young trees with the soft inner bark of others. 
He wondered if he could use this. He stripped away the outer bark from 
the tree, which before had yielded him a fibre for his hat, and pulled off 
the long, smooth pieces of the inner bark. He twisted them together. 
Then he thought how he could weave the strands together. He looked at 
his shirt. A piece was torn off and unravelled. He could see the threads 
go up and down. He saw that some threads go from left to right (woof), 
others lengthwise (the warp). 
From his study of the woven cloth, Robinson saw he must have a 
firmer thread than the strips of bark gave alone. He separated his bark 
into long, thin strips. These he twisted into strands of yarn by rolling 
between his hands, or on a smooth surface. As he twisted it he wound it 
on a stick. It was slow, hard work. Of all his work, the making of yarn
of thread gave him the most trouble. He learned to twist it by knotting 
the thread around the spindle or bobbin on which he wound it and 
twirling this in the air. He remembered sadly the old spinning wheel he 
had seen at his grandmother's house. 
His next care was something to hold the threads while he wove them in 
and out. He had never seen a loom. 
After long study Robinson set two posts in the ground and these he 
bound with seventy-two strands horizontally under each other. Then he 
tied in the top at the left another thread and wove it in and out through 
the seventy-two threads. So he tied seventy-two vertical strands and 
wove them in and out. Thus he had a net three times as    
    
		
	
	
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