"Mrs. Ray has sent Susy a box of beads," said she, "and says she must string them when she does not know what else to do."
Susy was delighted to hear this, and she flew off to find a needle and thread, so as to begin at once to string her beads. It was, however, time for their supper, and she had to wait.
She was too happy to eat much, and as soon as she could, she hastened to the window, and seated herself to begin her pleasant work. She had hardly strung a dozen beads when looking down, she saw that they had all fallen from the string.
"Oh! dear! that's because I didn't make a knot. Oh! how I wish I knew how to make knots! Nursey! won't you make a knot?"
"It's too dark to string beads," said nurse. "You'll hurt your eyes, Susy. Come! put away your beads, and go to bed."
"It doesn't hurt my eyes," said Susy. "I can see just as easy."
All of a sudden she felt two hands over her eyes.
"O papa! is that you! Please don't! I want to string my beads. See, papa! all these beads. Mrs. Ray sent them."
"Mrs. Ray was very kind," said her papa. "But my little Susy is not kind at all. She has been abusing two of those servants that God gave her. Don't you know it is wrong to treat your eyes so?"
"I guess they didn't care," said Susy.