He says he 'will not give
his glory to another.'"
"Where is that?"
"I am afraid I can't find it," said Fleda,--"it is somewhere in
Isaiah, I know"--
She tried in vain; and failing, then looked up in Mr. Carleton's face to
see what impression had been made.
"You see Thomas believed when he _saw_" said he, answering her;--"I will
believe too when I see."
"Ah if you wait for that--" said Fleda.
Her voice suddenly checked, she bent her face down again to her little
Bible, and there was a moment's struggle with herself.
"Are you looking for something more to shew me?" said Mr. Carleton kindly,
stooping his face down to hers.
"Not much," said Fleda hurriedly; and then making a great effort she
raised her head and gave him the book again.
"Look here, Mr. Carleton,--Jesus said, 'Blessed are they that have _not_
seen and yet have believed.'"
Mr. Carleton was profoundly struck, and the thought recurred to him
afterwards and was dwelt upon.--"Blessed are they that have _not_ seen,
and yet have believed." It was strange at first, and then he wondered that
it should ever have been so. His was a mind peculiarly open to conviction,
peculiarly accessible to truth; and his attention being called to it he
saw faintly now what he had never seen before, the beauty of the principle
of _faith_;--how natural, how reasonable, how _necessary_, how honourable
to the Supreme Being, how happy even for man, that the grounds of his
trust in God being established, his acceptance of many other things should
rest on that trust alone.
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