Mary Jane—Her Visit by Clara Ingram Judson
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covers back, picked up her clothes so quickly she didn't even stop to
see if she had both stockings, and ran into her grandmother's room. "I'm _not_ going to cry, so there!" she said to herself hastily. "Well, good morning," said Grandmother cheerfully. "That's nice to dress in here! I was just wishing I had company." "Does rain make you feel like you wanted somebody right close?" asked Mary Jane. "Every time," agreed Grandmother. "And sometimes, when your grandfather's working out in the barn, and Bob's out there with him, and I'm all alone in the house, I just wish and wish I had a little girl about your size here to talk to. I'm so glad you're come, Mary Jane, you're such good company!" And immediately, would you believe it? Mary Jane forgot all about being homesick and maybe going to cry, and began wondering what she could do for her grandmother! "What are we going to do to-day, Grandmother?" she asked as they went down the stairs together. "Let me see," said Grandmother thoughtfully, looking at the little girl. "First, of course, we'll get breakfast--wouldn't you like fresh corn bread and maple syrup?" Mary Jane nodded happily, for she liked Grandmother's corn bread. "Then we'll do the dishes and make the beds--but that won't take long with you helping me. Then we'll peel the potatoes and start the meat cooking for dinner. Then we'll--by the way, Mary Jane," she asked suddenly, "what have you in those two |
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