o unwell to do anything else. Thomas called at
the doctor's house on his way to work, and came home early to dinner
to hear his report.

"He says it's the yellow jaunders," said Jessie, in an awed voice,
looking very grave and alarmed, "and he says I must not be frightened
if granny turns orange colour. Do you think she has been eating too
many oranges, granp? She had two on Sunday--big ones!"

Granp smiled, in spite of his anxiety. He knew that an attack of
jaundice was no trifling illness for a woman of Patience's age, and
the next day he did not go to work, but waited to see the doctor
himself.

The news in the morning, though, was slightly better, and although
Mrs. Dawson had to keep her bed for some time, their greatest anxiety
was lifted, and their spirits grew higher and more hopeful.

Jessie now was in her element. She swept and dusted, scrubbed and
polished, waited on her grandmother and took care of her grandfather
like any little old woman. All day long her busy feet and hands were
going, never seeming to tire; and in her joy at seeing her
grandmother getting well again, and her grandfather more happy, and
in her pleasure in taking care of them both, her spirits kept as
bright and gay, and her laugh as infectious and joyous as it was
possible for any one's to be.

So things were when that Saturday dawned which, undreamed of, was to
change everything for all of them.

It was a fresh bright autumn day, with the sun shining cheerfully,
but with just that touch of cold in the air which makes one realize
that summer is past and winter not so very far off. In the garden
the chrysanthemums were covered with a fine show of buds, and Jessie
looked at them eagerly to see if any would be out on the morrow, for
the doctor had said that Mrs. Dawson might get up for a little while
on Sunday and come down-stairs.

The news put them all in a great bustle. Jessie felt that all her
credit depended on everything, indoors and out, being just a little
cleaner and trimmer and more orderly than if her grandmother had been
about herself. Things had to be got from Norton too, so grandfather
took the train thither to do the shopping, and Jessie was left to
sweep and scrub and polish to her heart's content. She and granp
were up early on that important morning--indeed, there was little
likelihood of any one's oversleeping on that day, and so well did
they work that by the time Jessie went up to know what her
grandmo