“That is for yourself,” she said. “Come and see me every week. You will not lose your time.”
When Paul returned to his old home, he found [a] great change in old Jerry. He was better in health, though still feeble, but his mind seemed more at rest. Mrs. Hogan was sick, and his daughter in law, Ellen Barclay, was in attendance upon him. To Paul’s increased surprise the two children, Jimmy and Mary, were in the room, and seemed on very good terms with their grandfather.
“You didn’t expect to see me here, Paul,” said Mrs. Barclay.
“No, but I am glad to find you here,” said the telegraph boy, cordially.
“Mrs. Hogan has been sick with a fever, and it was necessary that some one should take her place. So I came.”
“But it must be inconvenient for you to come over from Jersey City every day.”
“I have left Jersey City, and occupy an apartment upstairs.”
“How does old Jerry—Mr. Barclay—look upon you?”
“We are very good friends. I am more used to nursing than Mrs. Hogan, and I make him comfortable.”