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    cence in my wishes , even when he could not see their reasonableness ; and , secondly , so to derelope his higher faculties that he should not be so eagerly craving for little things . * * Ah , well , ' said Mrs . , it is very fine , but I dare say you got many a headache from that system of crying which he used to carry on /

    I assured her that her conjecture was perfectly right ; and heaven fdrgive me if it were pride which prevented my attempting to show her the sacred happiness that fills my heart when I recognise my boy ' s improvement . No , it was not pride . To enable her nature to see these secret sources of my soul ' s joy , would have required some of that wonderful ointment by means of which the man in the fairy tale beheld the mines of gold and

    silver , and precious stones , which lie in the dark bosom of the earth . Dec * 19 . —B . came running into my room to-day , sobbing violently , Mamma , mamma , I don ' t like to die ; all the dirt will get in my eyes ! ' And thus it is that we spoil the beautiful arrangements of Providence ! introducing them to the childish mind before it can take any but the most partial possible view of them .

    B . will probably never lose the impression he has this daj received from his maid ; perhaps , will never feel the charm which to me there is in the thought of that gentle sleep which dissolves our mortal body , and perhaps reposes the spirit , intervening between its earthly and heavenly career . June . — Are yoii glad that God has made it all so beautiful /

    said B . to me as I was watching the sun sinking into the waves at B . I was speaking to no one . I was unconscious at the time of even his presence , and I had never in my life pronounced to him the name of God , that idea being , in my opinion , one of the many which we obtrude so disadvantageously upon the weak imaginations of children . Why not wait at least until we are questioned as to the creation of things ? The impressions of

    children are almost always painful concerning the Deity ; they can understand his power so much better than his goodness . As a child , I can remember having a vision of an eye , blue and glassy , and ever pursuing rne , and that was my idea of the Deity ; and has told me that she used to imagine an eye looking fixedly at her through a crack in the ceiling . It is in vain to

    assure children that God is good ; they must have fear , because they have not that perfect love which casts out fear ; nor can they have perfect love so long as they are children . Perfect love must be grounded upon intelligence . Not until man has arrived &t the filfi knowledge of himself , of outward creation , and of the exquisite adaptation of these to the creation of happiness ; not tiiitil then , I say , can he fully comprehend the goodness of God ,

    dtid feel for him a perfect love . The most sublime and delicious eittotton which I can picture to myself would be that of a young ratm > who having been nurtured in some solitude , and having

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    514 Memoranda of Observations

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Aug. 2, 1834, page 554, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse-os.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2636/page/24/