"I wish I knew how to sew," Susy one day said to her nurse.
"I wish so, too," said nurse. "For then you could be always making aprons and things for your babies. And in time, you could make a shirt for your papa."
Susy smiled at this pleasant prospect.
"I'll go and ask mamma to teach me," said she, jumping up. "And I'll make my dollies some frocks, and some aprons, and some cloaks and bonnets. And I'll make you an apron, too, Robbie."
Robbie looked as if he admired Susy very much, and began to think, as he always did when pleased, what he could give her.
In the mean time their nurse had cut out a little white petticoat, and was basting it very nicely together.
"Is that for me?" cried Susy joyfully. "O Nursey!"
And Susy sat down, took the needle in her eager little fingers, and began to sew.
"Oh! you mustn't put the needle back and forth that way!" said nurse. "See here, the point of the needle should come towards you."
"Yes, I know," said Susy, and went on sewing all sorts of ways.