Beverly has been gone for a number of years now, but her legacy lives on. Her name is much less familiar than her friend Elizabeth Zimmermann’s, but they shared a curious and inventive turn of mind when it came to knitting. Beverly’s one book, “Notes on Double Knitting“, is out of print and hard to find, but you will see it listed in the bibliography of many knitting books, including “Double Knitting: reversible two-color designs” by M’Lou Baber, published in 2008 by Schoolhouse Press.
Beverly Royce’s contribution was in experimenting with and documenting a technique for knitting a tube on two needles; she unvented the process while teaching herself to knit, and persisted in it after many well-meaning attempts by others to ‘correct’ her way of doing things. Knitting the fingers of gloves as a flat tube is a logical use for the technique she called “double knitting”, but Beverly went far beyond mere logic! She knit glove liners for mittens, stranded colorwork in double layers, and even two socks at a time, one inside the other – all on two straight needles. Perhaps her best-known creation was the beautiful stuffed pony which graces the cover of her book.
I met Beverly once, 30 years or so ago. I applied for a folk art apprenticeship grant, and she agreed to be my mentor in spinning and knitting. I drove quite a distance to her workshop, and she showed me some of her work, put together a package of beautifully spun and knit swatches, and off I went to submit the paperwork. I was crushed to hear that my application was not awarded one of the grants, and as it turned out, I never saw Beverly again. I cannot help but wonder how different my life and my craft would have been…
This spring, during a spinning demonstration at a small town in the area the Royces lived, I tossed out the question of whether anyone had known her, and whether her husband was still living. To make a long story short, the answer was a resounding “Yes”, and I met a new friend who was willing to facilitate a meeting with Clair.
That meeting finally happened on Sept. 10th. Skip Vasey and I met for lunch and then drove out to the house, just outside Langdon, Kansas. Clair is a pretty spry 95 years old, with a mischievous sense of humor. (He wondered out loud, with a twinkle in his eye, about the wisdom of giving him a knife for his birthday as he slit open an envelope.) While he does have some memory lapses, we nevertheless enjoyed a rambling three-way conversation for well over an hour. He was knowledgeable about the spinning wheels still in the room, and reminisced a bit about driving Beverly to EZ’s knitting camp, chaufferring Paula Simmons around – they apparently hit it off immediately – and about Meg Swansen’s continuing friendship. He verified the story in “No Idle Hands” about Beverly’s brother, a World War II POW in Germany, teaching fellow prisoners to knit socks on straightened pieces of barbed wire. Clair was a pilot, and among other adventures, flew a B-36 from England over the North Pole to Nebraska. However, he was never tempted to pick up knitting needles himself, neither during the war nor after!
Then he took us into another room (“This house is even older than I am, you know”), rummaged around a bit in a drawer, and pulled out a bag with a few knitted items. I was astounded to see the gorgeous mittens featured in the book! As Clair and Skip talked about some quilts, I happily photographed the mittens, along with a single glove knit from the pattern in the book, an Angora-edged hat, and an embellished garter stitch fingerless glove. They were all made from Beverly’s beautiful, beautiful handspun yarns. He commented that the famous pony had, unfortunately, strayed away.
Clair appreciated the good wishes from old friends, and was delighted to know that Beverly’s influence still lives, inspiring knitters to use their ingenuity and her techniques to create lovely things. He apparently likes new friends, too, because before we left, he told me I was a “keeper”, and invited me to come back. I was charmed. I think HE is a keeper!
I had an hour or so to muse about our visit as I drove to my next destination on the way home. Our local guild was having a huge sale of donated items, and I had a couple of boxes of yarn to deliver. By the time I got there, the room was filled with fiber, yarn, tools, and books. Since I would not be in town the next day when the sale opened, I got preview privileges. I ended up with a modest amount of fiber and a significant number of books – but the most amazing find was an early self-published copy of <drum roll please> “Notes on Double Knitting” by Beverly Royce!
Simply amazing. I cannot even speculate on the odds against this copy coming into my hands, especially on this particular day. It was meant to be.