From that moment I never doubted His wonderful existence.

I could not, nor did I have, at that age, any correct idea of God; but I soon learned to have elevated notions of His works, and through them I was led to adore something invisible--something I was convinced of within, but could not see.

My mother, to my knowledge, never deceived me, or told me an untruth: therefore, I believed her implicitly; and to this day I never doubted.
So much for the implanting an early _faith_ in the Unseen.

But the beautiful world and the things in it which I saw, and with which I came in contact, Oh! how wonderful they appeared to me! They were my companions! Other children were strange to me, and they were not nigh either to help or to thwart me.
My mother was my oracle during the first six years of childhood, resolving my difficulties and answering my questions.

I was happy--very happy! and still look back to those days with indescribable pleasure and satisfaction.