"and I'll get my glasses."

"Then shall we go down' to the sitting-room?" asked Mary Jane.

"No, we'll stay right up here," said Grandmother, smiling, "because
unless I miss my guess, we'll want to be up here before we're through
anyway."

That puzzled Mary Jane more than ever because, in all the three days
she had been there. Grandmother had never sat upstairs, but always in
her big rocker at the bay window in the room they called the
sitting-room. She hurried to her room, raised the cover of her little
trunk and turned it way back so it wouldn't fall on her. Then she
reached in and got out the two bundles, and hurried back to
Grandmother's room.

"There's some writing on them," she announced.

"Then I expect that will help us guess what we are to do with them,"
said Grandmother, and she adjusted her glasses. "Let's see what it
says." She read off the first one, "'This is the way Mary Jane learns
to sew.' Shall we open this first, Mary Jane?" she asked, "or shall we
read what the other one says?"

"Oh, I know, I know! I know!" cried Mary Jane, clapping her hands. "I
know what that is, Grandmother, only I came away in such a hurry that I
forgot all about it! It's a present for you--I made it all myself!
Let's open it first."

"A present for me?" asked Grandmother. "I guess we will open it