CHAPTER VIII
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CHAPTER VIII.
One very cold day about two months after Christmas, Susy was playing with a little village.
Her mamma noticed that ever time any of the things fell down she gave a little impatient cry.
"T'm afraid Susy isn't well," she said to herself.
'Toward night Susy put her hand up to her head and cried out: "Oh, my head! my head!"
Her mamma took her up and felt of her hands.
They were very hot.
She saw that her face was quite red.
"JT will put your feet in hot water," said she, "and you shall go 'to bed.
And perhaps you will feel better by and by."
So she carried Susy up into the nursery and soaked her feet, and after she had put her into her crib she said: "Now I am going to give you a ride inte my room.
You are going to sleep by me."
Susy tried to smile, but she felt too sick. Her
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mamma felt very uneasy; but she went to the washstand and wet a cloth in water to lay on Susy's head.
When Susy saw what she was going to do she said: "I wouldn't do so, dear."
She was so sick that she called her mamma 'dean?
"Tt may make your head feel better," said her mamma, "Well !" said Susy.
But in the morning she was a great deal sicker, and her papa went to good Dr. Merton aud said to him: " My little Susy is very sick.
I wish you would come and see her."
When Dr. Merton came he said to Susy:
"Where do you feel sick, Susy 2?"
" Hverywhere," said Susy.
"My head feels sick, and my arms feel sick.
And I have been slapped all over."
She meant that she felt sore and tired.
"JT think she will have a fever," said the doctor.
'Then he told her mamma what to do for her and went away.
After he had gone the little angel Faith went up to Susy and they whispered together some time.
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The next day Susy said to her mamma: "If { get much sicker I think I shall die."
"Do you want to die, dear Susy ?" said her manimia.
"My poor little head won't ache up there!
My lips won't be sore up there!
I shall never be naughty up there!"
"Would you go and leave poor mamma 2"
It hurt Susy to turn over.
She had been lying with her face to the wall, but she now turned over, stretched out her hand, and said ; "JY willlet you go with me, you dear Tittle mamma!"
Then her mamma could not help crying. She said to herself: "I love my little Susy dearly.
I don't know what I should do if she should die.
But she would be very happy in heaven. i will ask God to do just as he thinks best."
Then she heard Susy and Faith talking to each other.
"If I go to heaven I shall see Jesus," said Susy.
" And your dear grandmamma, too."
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"Yes, and my little cunning little Uncle Robbie."
" And perhaps God will let you come flying down to get the souls of little dead babies and carry them up to heaven."
"Mamma, I am vely tired," said Susy; "oh! so tired !"
Then Aunt Patience came and stood by the crib and never moved away for many weeks.
She bathed Susy's hot head, she helped her bear the hard pain, she made her try to comfort her mamma.
"Mamma! don't you want to lie down ?
Mamma, don't I tire you?" Susy would ask many times every day.
"Mamma! are you too tired to wet my lips?"
At last the doctor said one morning:
"Susy is better.
She is going to get well."
And as he was going downstairs he met Sarah, the cook, who looked at him as much as to say:
" How is she "
"She is better," said the doctor.
"Oh! I'm so glad!" said Sarah.
"For she has been so patient!
You can't think!"
And
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Sarah put her apron right over her head and began to cry.
The next day Robbie was allowed to come in and look at Susy.
He did not know what had become of her.
He stood up on tiptoe and peeped at her through the bars of her crib, and made signs to her to get up and play with him.
Miss Joy had been away on a journey all the time Susy had been sick.
But now she had come back, bag and baggage, with ever so many toys and books that she had been saving till
Susy got well.
She peeped through the bars too, and smiled, and Susy smiled and held out her hand, as much as to say:
" How do you do, Miss Joy? Where have you been 2"
"Oh! I always go away when you are in trouble," said Miss Joy.
"Then you are not so good as Mrs. Love," said Susy; "for she never goes away or leaves me when I am sick."