CHAPTER VII
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CHAPTER VII.
You may think that after this Susy did not wait for Mr. Ought to speak twice, but would n.ind his softest whisper.
But the very next day, as she and Robbie where playing together, and Miss Joy was helping them build a house, a very sad affair happened, about which I will tell you.
Robbie was a little bit of a rogue, and he liked to tease, as most boys do.
He would come behind Susy and kiss her neck, and then run off and hide behind his nurse, who sat there at work.
'Then Susy would pretend to be quite angry, and would throw a block after him, and make believe cry.
Then Robbie would creep out softly and kiss her again, or perhaps throw the block back at Susy.
Now as Susy was two years older than Robbie, she could throw the block in such a way as not te hit him; but Robbie could not throw so well, and pretty soon he threw a large block right
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into her face.
The moment she felt, it Susy flew into a great rage, and caught up the first thing that she could find, to throw at Robbie, who was so frightened that he could not speak or move, "Stop! stop!" said Mr. Ought.
"Don't hurt your dear little brother.
He was only playing."
"T won't stop!" said Susy.
"Heisa naughty, wicked boy.
He hurted me on purpose !"
"Do you know that God is looking right at your little, angry face?" said Mr. Ought.
"T don't care!" said Susy, and was just going to throw at Robbie a great heavy wooden ball that she had snatched up in her anger, when she felt her hand seized from behind.
She looked up, and saw her mamma's grieved face.
"Go into the closet," said Mr. Ought.
"Go before your mamma has to bid you.
You are not fit to stay here."
Then Susy got up sorrowfully, and went into the closet and shut the door.
No dear Mrs.
Love, no laughing Miss Joy went with her. She felt as if her heart would break.
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"Oh! what a naughty little girl you are!" said Mr. Ought.
"Do you think God loved you when you were so angry?
Do you think the dear, holy children up in heaven do so?"
"No!" said Susy.
"I don't think God loves me.
I am very naughty.
I will ask him to forgive me."
Then she knelt down and clasped her hands and said: " Oh, God! you are a good God.
I love you, good God.
Iam sorry I was naughty.
I hope you won't say I can't come in to heaven.
I want to come in, really."
Her mamma listened at the door, and heard her sobbing.
"Susy!" said she; "do you want to come out 2"
"No, mamma," said Susy.
"I am not better enough, yet."
Then she heard her mamma going away from the closet door, and it was very silent in the nursery, for Robbie had been carried downstairs.
But Susy was not all alone.
Aunt Patience was with her in the dark closet, and so was the little angel Faith.
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"T am the naughtiest child in the world," said Susy.
"But God loves you and He will forgive you," said Faith.
"Are there any children in heaven who used to be as naughty as I am 2?"
"T don't know," said Faith.
"You might ask your mother,"
Then Susy burst into tears again.
"JT don't believe there are!" said she.
" But God can make you good," said Faith.
"Yes, but it takes time," said Aunt Patience.
"You must keep trying and trying, and keep " praying and praying, and by and by " You'll be an angel," said Faith.
"Susy!" said her mamma, "are you good, now 2"
" Yes, mamma, I guess I'm getting good," said Susy in a little meek voice.
Then her mamma opened the door and took her in her arms and kissed her.
And Robbie came and laid his little sunny head on her lap and said, for he only knew a few words: " My
Susy !"
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And Susy began to cry again.
"Mamma!" said she at last, "do you think there are any children in heaven as naughty as T am 2"
"Yes," said her mamma, "I think there are a great many."
" How did they get there ?"
"Jesus carried them.
He loves to forgive little children.
And they are not naughty after they get there."
Then the little angel Faith smiled, and was pleased.
And Susy said in her heart: "I will try to be good and mind God.
I am sorry I was angry.
I will try to be like Jesus."
By this time she looked pale and tired, and Mrs. Love pitied her.
She sat rocking her in her Jap till she fell asleep, and her mamma watched her and prayed for her silently in her heart.
Nobody heard her but God.
She was asking him to forgive her poor little Susy, and make her gentle and mild like Jesus.