unk 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
first." And she carefully undid the string, opened out the paper and
looked inside. "A picture card! My dear little girl!" she exclaimed,
"and you did it all yourself?"
"All myself," said Mary Jane proudly, and she leaned up against her
grandmother and pointed out the perfections. "See? It's a picture of
a little girl, that's me, and she's raking her garden. And here," she
picked up another one, "this is a picture of a butterfly that flies
over the garden. I did one of a little girl, that's me, with a pink
sunbonnet and one with a sunflower and I sent those to my Aunt Effie.
And these are for you."
"I certainly am pleased," said Grandmother heartily and she kissed Mary
Jane once for each card. "And what else have we here?"
"That's my sewing things," said Mary Jane as she opened out the rest of
the package; "that's my needle case and my thread and my cards to sew."
"Then let's have a sewing day," suggested Grandmother, "and you sew
your cards and I'll do my mending."
"But first let's open the other bundle," suggested Mary Jane, who, like
Grandmother, had forgotten it for the minute. "I don't know what it's
got inside."
"We'll see," said Grandmother, and she read on the outside, "'I wish I
had more.'"
"That's funny," said Mary Jane, "more what?"
"Wait and see," replied Grandmother, and Mary Jane noticed that her
eyes twinkled. "She needn't have worried, I have plenty." And she
undid the bundle.
"Why! Why--how funny!" exclaimed Mary Jane when she saw what the
bundle contained. "That isn't anything! Why did Mother send those?
They're just scraps."
"Not scraps, dear," said Grandmother, and, m
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