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That year two children were born； but nevertheless the total number of The Tribe for the first time was smaller at the end than at the beginning of a year。 They called it the Year of the Deaths。
The Year 10 had no remarkable events； and no one was convinced as to what it should be called。 But when they sat on the flat rock and Ish poised his hammer and began to cut with the chisel； for the first time some of the children spoke up； and they said it should be called the Year of the Fishing。 This was because during this year they had discovered that the Bay was swarming with beautiful striped bass； and they had had a great deal of fun going fishing and catching them。 Besides supplying a very fine variety to the diet； the fishing had also been a real source of amusement to everybody。 But in general； Ish was surprised how little actual necessity they had to seek amusement。 In the kind of life that they lived there always seemed to bea good deal to do just to get food and to support oneself in fort and there was in it a great deal of satisfaction which did not call for anything as definite as amusement。
In the Year 11； Molly and Jean bore children； but Molly's died at birth。 This was a great disappointment； because it was the first one that they had lost at childbirth； and in the course of the years the women had bee very skillful at helping one another。 They thought that perhaps this death was caused from Molly's being old now。
When it came to naming the year； however； there was a dispute between old and young。 The older ones thought it should be called the Year when Princess Died。。。。 She had been ailing； an old dog； for some time。 No one knew just how ancient she was； because she might have been anywhere from one year to three or four when she first picked up Ish。 She had remained the same…always the princess； expecting the best of treatment； always unreliable； always ready to disappear on the trail of an imaginary rabbit just when you wanted her。 But for all you might say against her； she had shown a very real character； and the older people could remember the time when she seemed very important along San Lupo Drive； almost another person。
By now there were dozens of dogs around。 Nearly all of them must be children or grandchildren or great…grandchildren of Princess； who on various occasions had disappeared for a day or two and apparently met an old friend among the wild dogs or picked up a new one。 As the result of a lot of inbreeding and out…breeding and cross…breeding； these present dogs were very little like beagles； but varied tremendously in size and color and temperament。
But to the children Princess had been an old and not very interesting dog of uncertain temper。 They said that this should be the Year of the Wood…Carving； and after a momentary hesitation Ish supported them； even though Princess had meant more to him than to anyone else。 She had taken him out of himself in those first bad days and let him free himself of fear； and her wild barking dash had taken him into the house where he found Em； when otherwise he might have hesitated and driven on。 But also； he thought； Princess was over and done with； and only a link with the past； to be remembered by people who were growing older and older。 Soon the younger children would not remember her at all。 After a while she would be wholly forgotten。 （Then the icy thought came to him： 〃So too I may grow old； and older； and be merely a link to the past； and be an unregarded old duffer； and then die and be soon forgotten…yet that is as it should be！〃）
Then； as the others argued； he thought of the wood…carving。 It had swept over them as a kind of fad or craze； like bubble…blowing or mah…jongg in the Old Times。 Suddenly all the children were raiding lumber yards for good boards of soft sugar…pine； and were trying to carve running designs of figures of cattle or dogs or people。 They worked awkwardly at first； but soon some of them grew skillful。 Though； like all fads； it had fallen off； still the children worked at it on rainy days。
Ish had studied enough anthropology to know that any healthy people should have creative outlets； and he was worried that The Tribe had not developed artistically but was still living under the shadow of the past； listening to old records on the wind…up phonographs and looking at old picture books。 Accordingly he had been pleased at the fad for wood…carving。
At a pause in the argument he spoke up； supporting the children。 So it came to be known as the Year of the Wood…Carving； and in Ish's mind the Year 11 had a symbolic value； as a breaking with the past and a turning to the future。 Yet the naming was a small matter； and he was not sure that he should attach any significance to it。
In the Year 12； Jean lost a child in childbirth； but Em made up for it by bearing the first pair of twins； whom they called Joseph and Josephine； or more monly； Joey and Josey。 So this was the Year of the Twins。
The Year 13 saw the birth of two children who both lived。 It was a quiet and fortable year； with nothing to mark it especially。 So； for lack of anything better； they merely called it the Good Year。
The Year 14 was much like it； so they called that the Second Good Year。
The Year 15 was also excellent； and they considered calling it the Third Good Year； but there was a difference。 Ish and the older people again felt that first loneliness and the drawing in of the darkness。 Not to grow more numerous was essentially to grow fewer； and this was the first year since the very beginning when there had been no children born。 All the women…Em； Molly； Jean and Maurine…were now getting old； and the younger girls were not yet quite old enough to marry； except for Evie； the half…witted one； who should never be allowed to have children。 So they did not like to call this the Third Good Year； because it was not wholly good。 Instead； the children remembered that this year could be thought remarkable because Ish had got out his old accordion and to its wheezing they had sung songs together…old songs like Home on the Range or She'll Be in' Round the Mountain； and so they called this； at the children's prompting； the Year That We Sang。 （No one except Ish seemed to think that anything was wrong with the grammar。）
The Year 16； however； was remarkable because the first marriage actually took place。 Those married were Mary； who was Ish and Em's oldest daughter； and Ralph； who had been bom to Molly just before the Great Disaster。 They were younger than would have been thought suitable or even decent for marriage in the Old Days； but in this also standards had changed。 Ish and Em； when they discussed the matter privately； were not even sure that Mary was especially fond of Ralph； or Ralph of Mary。 But everyone had always assumed that the two of them would get married because there was nobody else available whom either of them could take； just as it once was with princes and princesses。 So perhaps； as Ish concluded； romantic love had merely been another necessary casualty of the Great Disaster。
Maurine and Molly and Jean were all for 〃a real wedding；〃 as they said。 They hunted up a Lohengrin record for the wind