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    and , last of all , the ufltial nxifndrj dbggreU . I retnemher mhen I was nine yean old , by chahce , tending CbttinVs Ode to the Vam ~ sions , and bursting out ferying with exquisite sensation when I came to that line- * -

    4 And Hope , enchanted , smiled and waved her golden hair . ' It is , in truth , very beautiful , taken in connexion with that which precedes . Some children are very poetical . B ., when font years old , while walking in the wood at , wished to gather some flowers

    for his mamma , who wasr going away . ' There is no time now , ' said some one whd was present , ' but you can send her a nosegay in a few days / ' They will hang their heads / said he , ' when mamma goes—they will cry—they will all wither and waste away / One evening , while watching the sunset , he said , ' The sun sinks

    behind the deep hills / When four years old he would amuse himself , for hours , by drawing lines , and making stories about these lines ,, e .

    imagination often leads him into untruth . When three years old he said > so very gravely , that had you only looked at his countenance , and not heard his words , you would have felt sure he believed the truth of what he was speaking . ' Do you know , just now I saw a pig walking along the road with a bonnet on /

    Every day , about this tirrie , the habit of telling marvellous falsities grew tipon him . My feeling was , that he did not wish to deceive ; the images passed through his mind , and he wished to communicate them , and knew not yet how to do so but by saying , ' 1 saw , ' ' There was / and the like forms of expression . However , had he meant to cheat , it id a fearful thing to begin with a child upon the subject of untruth , and the plan we pursued from

    the beginning was not to take the slightest notice of these effusions . To laugh at them would have been fatal , to frown on them scarcely less so ; therefore there was no other course left than to remain deaf to them . Tempted on by his imagination , he still tells stories of this kind ; but surely these stories are of a very different nature from those which are uttered in order to screen

    the teller from punishment . One cannot be too careful not to tempt children to tell falsehoods , especially if they are of a timid nature . Cowardice is the mother of all the vices , and her firstborn is , Lying . The falsehoods of children are the fatal confluences of our foolishly expecting from them feelings not suited to their age . Rousseau was nearly right when he said that the a ? t of education Was to lose time , fi is indeed so to contrive tfoit no virtile $ which ne hfcs not shall bf circumstances be required of thfc child ; it is to keep him Jn that simplicity of circums tances itt tvhtch duty , and perception of duty , mid will , and

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Aug. 2, 1834, page 559, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2636/page/29/