"AND A LITTLE CHILD SHALL LEAD THEM."

One morning as I was out in the woods with my little boy he said, "Mamma, look here!" And taking hold of a vine he began pulling it through his hands, and winding it round and round both hands and wrists. "Oh!" I said, "why do you spoil that pretty vine?" He laughed and said, "Don't you know what this is? It's poison ivy; and some people believe if you touch it, it will poison you. But when we know God is All, we know it has no power."

If I had accidentally touched poison ivy, I would "meet the cause mentally and courageously" (Science and Health), but I would not have dared to handle it as fearlessly as the child had done, which shows how hard it is to rid ourselves of old superstitions.

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