When Edward Temple was about eight or nine years old he was
afflicted with a disorder of the eyes. It was so severe, and his
sight was naturally so delicate, that the surgeon felt some
apprehensions lest the boy should become totally blind. He
therefore gave strict directions to keep him in a darkened chamber,
with a bandage over his eyes. Not a ray of the blessed light of
heaven could be suffered to visit the poor lad. This was a sad
thing for Edward. It was just the same as if there were to be no
more sunshine, nor moonlight, nor glow of the cheerful fire, nor
light of lamps. A night had begun which was to continue perhaps for
months, - a longer and drearier night than that which voyagers are
compelled to endure when their ship is icebound, throughout the
winter, in the Arctic Ocean. His dear father and mother, his
brother George, and the sweet face of little Emily Robinson must
all vanish and leave him in utter darkness and solitude. Their
voices and footsteps, it is true, would be heard around him; he
would feel his mother's embrace and the kind pressure of all their
hands; but still it would seem as if they were a thousand miles
away.
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