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Ch. 5: Sapphires in my Life

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Sapphires in My Life                       35
Sit close up to the table. Have all your equipment ready. Don't fumble about.
The outfit in question was one of the simplest imagin­able. It consisted of a green-baize-lined tray upon which was laid a sheet of white paper; to the right of this a tiny shovel, two pairs of cross-grained corn-tongs and the brass colander; to the left the carat scales, a note-book and two sharpened pencils.
Workers permanently engaged in a specialised activity are not long in discovering the easiest and most efficient way of manipulation. To have one's tools handy and properly set out saves a great deal of time, for it eliminates unnecessary movement. Those who have the misfortune, or privilege, of sharing my home, have not infrequently found my tidiness a matter for complaint. Perhaps they ought to blame my early training at the sorting-table in­stead of me!
The sapphires I had been set to grade were of Indian origin. I did not know then that sapphires came from other lands too. The Cashmere sapphire, however, is still to-day, as it has been for ages past, the most highly es­teemed, and this is due to its superlative colour and bril­liancy. No other stone can rival its brilliant corn-flower blue.
In Upper Burma, as also in Siam, there are excellent stones to be found, too. Another part of the Empire, New South Wales and Victoria, produces a sapphire that is for the most part too dark, for Australian sapphires often border on an opaque black, a fault that is also common among the American stones from Montana.
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