Darknefs and Light. 115

into my head how ftrange it was that, fince the
day I was firft blind, I had never thought any
more about being afraid in the dark! or by night
any more than by day! Indeed it has been quite
a play to me ever fince to do different things, and
find my way about in all the rooms and all over
the houfe, without feeing ; and I have only known
night from day by getting up and going to bed.
So that you fee, Mamma, being always in the
dark, has quite cured me of being afraid of it:
and is not this a very good thing indeed ?”

“© Very,” murmured Madeline.

“© T knew you would fay fo! But that ifn’t all
I have got to fay. A great deal more than that
came into my head when I was out upon the
leads.”’

And Roderick neftled clofer to his Mother,
and laid his arms acrofs her lap.

*¢ Something to comfort you ftill more, Mam-
ma.”

She could not fpeak.

“¢ Mamma, you are crying! I feel your tears
on my hand. Do not cry about me.”

“ Go on, dear Roderick.”

“¢ Don’t you think,” continued the child, “that
people who wont liften to what is told them, and
wont be cured of being foolifh and wicked, are
very like the old Jews you told us about yefter-
day, who had God among them, and Mofes teach-
ing them what God wifhed them to do, and ftill
were as difobedient as ever ?”