"When Jesus was here on this earth," said their papa, "he sent good men, two and two at a time, to go about teaching people about God, and about heaven. And such good men keep going, even to this day. And that money was to help feed and clothe them while they are preaching, and so I said it was money given to God."
"I wish I had some money to give to God," said Susy. "But I haven't a bit."
"God does not expect you to give him what you have not," said her papa. "But you have other things, besides money."
"I've got some dolls," said Susy.
"No, I don't mean dolls. When we get home I will read something to you which will make you see plainly what you can give to God."
So after dinner they went to the library and Susy's papa took down a large book and began to turn over the leaves, as if in search of something. Before long he came to the place he was looking for, and he lifted Susy into his lap and showed her where to read.
"Read it aloud," said he, and Susy read.
"I have this day been before God, and have given myself—all that I am and have—to God; so that I am in no respect my own. I have no right to this body, or any of its members; no right to this tongue, these hands, these feet, these eyes, these ears; I have given myself clean away."
"These are the words of a great and good man, who is now in heaven. Now you see what you have to give to God, my darling little Susy."
Susy looked at her hands and at her feet, and was silent. At last she said, in a low voice, half to herself: