Grandma Harden took off her glasses and tucked them down in a snug place between the seat and back cushions of the chair.  She did not have to wear her spectacles to see to take the layers of cake from the oven, for they were now baked.  Only when she sewed, mended or read stories to the children did Grandma need her glasses.  So now she left them in the old, traveling rocking chair.