〃Yes；〃 said Miller。
〃For that matter；〃 said Taleswapper； 〃maybe you ought to do something like that with your own boy； Alvin。〃
〃Maybe；〃 said Miller。
〃He's in some danger from the water around here； wouldn't you say？ Somebody's protecting him； or something。 But maybe if Alvin weren't living here〃
〃Then some of the dangers would go away；〃 said Miller。
〃Think about it；〃 said Taleswapper。
〃It's a terrible thing；〃 said Miller； 〃to send your boy away to live with strangers。〃
〃It's a worse thing； though； to put him in the ground。〃
〃Yes；〃 said Miller。 〃That's the worst thing in the world。 To put your child in the ground。〃
They didn't talk any more； and after a while they both slept。
The morning was cold； with a heavy frost； but Miller wouldn't even let Al Junior e up to the rock until the sun burned it away。 Instead they all spent the morning preparing the ground from the cliff face to the sledge； so they could roll the stone down the mountain。
By now； Taleswapper was sure that Al Junior used a hidden power to get the millstone away from the cliff face； even if he didn't realize it himself。 Taleswapper was curious。 He wanted to see just how powerful this power was； so he could understand more about its nature。 And since Al Junior didn't realize what he was doing； Taleswapper's experiment had to be subtle； too。 〃How do you dress your stone？〃 asked Taleswapper。
Miller shrugged。 〃Buhr Stone is what I used before。 They all e with sickle dress。〃
〃Can you show me？〃 asked Taleswapper。
Using a corner of the rake； Miller drew a circle in the frost。 Then he drew a series of arcs； radiating from the center of the circle out to the edges。 Between each pair of arcs he drew a shorter arc； which began at the edge but never came closer than two…thirds of the way toward the center。 〃Like； that；〃 said Miller。
〃Most millstones in Pennsylvania and Suskwahenny are quarter dress；〃 said Taleswapper。 〃You know that cut？〃
〃Show me。〃
So Taleswapper drew another circle。 It didn't show up as well； since the frost was burning off now； but it was good enough。 He drew straight lines instead of curved ones from the center to the edge； and the shorter lines branched directly from the long ones and ran straight to the edge。 〃Some millers like this better； because you can keep it sharp longer。 Since all the lines are straight； you get a nice even draw when you're tooling the stone。〃
〃I can see that；〃 said Miller。 〃I don't know； though。 I'm used to those curvy lines。〃
〃Well； suit yourself；〃 said Taleswapper。 〃I've never been a miller； so I don't know。 I just tell stories about what I've seen。〃
〃Oh； I don't mind you showing me；〃 said Miller。 〃Don't mind a bit。〃
Al Junior stood there； studying both circles。
〃I think if we once get this stone home；〃 said Miller 〃I'll try that quarter dress on it。 Looks to me like it might be easier to keep up a clean grind。〃
Finally the ground was dry； and Al Junior walked to the cliff face。 The other boys were all down below； breaking camp or bringing the horses up to the quarry。 Only Miller and Taleswapper watched as Al Junior finally carried his hammer to the cliff face。 He had a little more cutting to do； to get the circle to its full depth all around。
To Taleswapper's surprise； when Al Junior set the chisel in place and gave a whang with the hammer； a whole section of stone； some six inches long； split away from the cliff face and crumbled to the ground。
〃Why； that stone's as soft as coal；〃 said Taleswapper。 〃What kind of millstone can it make； if it's as weak as that？〃
Miller grinned and shook his head。
Al Junior stepped away from the stone。 〃Oh； Taleswapper； it's hard stone； unless you know just the right place to crack it。 Give it a try； you'll see。〃
He held out the chisel and hammer。 Taleswapper took them and approached the rock。 Carefully he laid the chisel onto the stone； a slight angle away from perpendicular。 Then； after a few trial taps； he laid on a blow with the hammer。
The chisel practically jumped out of his left hand； and the shock of impact was so great that he dropped the hammer。 〃Sorry；〃 he said； 〃I've done this before； but I must have lost the skill〃
〃Oh； it's just the stone；〃 said Al Junior。 〃It's kind of temperamental。 It only likes to give in certain directions。〃
Taleswapper inspected the place where he had tried to cut。 He couldn't find the spot。 His mighty blow had left no mark at all。
Al Junior picked up the tools and laid the chisel against the stone。 It looked to Taleswapper as though he put it in exactly the same place。 But Al acted as though he had placed it quite differently。 〃See； it's getting just the angle on it。 Like this。〃
He whanged with the hammer； the iron rang out； there was a cracking of stone； and once again crumbled stone pattered on the ground。
〃I can see why you have him do all the cutting；〃 Taleswapper said。
〃Seems like the best way；〃 said Miller。
In only a few minutes； the stone was fully rounded。 Taleswapper said nothing； just watched to see what Al would do。
He set down his tools； walked to the millstone； and embraced it。 His right hand curled around the lip of it。 His left hand probed back into the cut on the other side。 Alvin's cheek pressed against the stone。 His eyes were closed。 It looked for all the world as though he were listening to the rock。
He began to hum softly。 A mindless little tune。 He moved his hands。 Shifted his position。 Listened with the other ear。
〃Well；〃 Alvin said； 〃I can't hardly believe it。〃
〃Believe what？〃 asked his father。
〃Those last few cuts must have set up a real shiver in the rock。 The back is already split right off。〃
〃You mean that millstone is standing free？〃 asked Taleswapper。
〃I think we can rock it forward now；〃 said Alvin。 〃It takes a little rope work； but we'll get it out of there without too much trouble。〃
The brothers arrived with the ropes and horses。 Alvin passed a rope back behind the stone。 Even though not a single cut had been made against the back； the rope dropped easily into place。 Then another rope； and another； and soon they were all tugging； first left； then right； as they slowly walked the heavy stone out of its bed in the cliff face。
〃If I hadn't seen it；〃 murmured Taleswapper。
〃But you did；〃 said Miller。
It was only a few inches clear when they changed the ropes； passing four lines through the center hole and hitching them to a team of horses uphill of the stone。 〃It'll roll on downhill just fine；〃 Miller explained to Taleswapper。 〃The horses are there as a drag； pulling against it。〃
〃It looks heavy。〃
〃Just don't lie down in front of it；〃 said Miller。
They started it rolling； very gently。 Miller took hold of Alvin's shoulder and kept the boy well back from the stone and uphill of it； too。 Taleswapper helped with the horses； so he didn't get a good look at the back surface of the stone until it was down on level ground by the sledge。
It was smooth as a baby's backside。 Flat as ice in a basin。 Except that it was scored in a quarter dress pattern； straight lines radiating from the lip of the center hole to the edge of the stone。
Alvin came up to stand beside him。 〃Did I do it right？〃 he asked。
〃Yes；〃 said Taleswapper。
〃It was the luckiest thing；〃 said the boy。 〃I could just feel that stone ready to split right along those lines。 It just wanted to split； easy as you please。〃
Taleswapper reached out and drew his finger gently along the edge of a dress cut。 It stung。 He brought his finger to his mouth； sucked； and tasted blood。
〃Stone holds a nice sharp edge； don't it？〃 said Measure。 He sounded as if this sort of thing happened every day。 But Taleswapper could see the awe in his eyes。
〃Good cut；〃 said Calm。
〃Best one yet；〃 said David。
Then； with horses bracing against a rapid fall； they gently tipped it to lie on the sledge； dress side up。
〃Will you do me a favor； Taleswapper？〃 asked Miller。
〃If I can。〃
〃Take Alvin back home with you now。 His work's done。〃
〃No； Papa！〃 Alvin shouted。 He ran over to his father。 〃You can't make me go home now。〃
〃Don't need no ten…year…old boys underfoot while we're manhandling a stone that size；〃 said his father。
〃But I've got to watch the stone； to make sure it don't split or chip； Pa！〃
The older sons looked at their father； waiting。 Taleswapper wondered what they hoped for。 They were too old now； surely； to resent their father's particular love for his seventh son。 They also must hope to keep the boy safe from harm。 Yet it meant much to all of them that the stone arrive safely； unbroken； to begin its service in the mill。 There could be no doubt that young Alvin had the power to keep it whole。
〃You can ride with us till sundown；〃 Miller finally said。 〃By then we'll be close enough to home that you and Taleswapper can head back and spend the night in beds。〃
〃Fine with me；〃 said Taleswapper。
Alvin Junior plainly wasn't satisfied； but he didn't answer back。
They got the sledge under way before noon。 Two horses in front and two behind； for stopping； were hitched to the stone