Article March 14, 1901 Issue

The Unreality of Fear

BY F. W. B.

An object—lesson presented itself last winter which gave me a clear illustration that fear is without foundation. My little daughter had been throwing out crumbs to the birds each morning. When the deep snow came, I suggested that she put the crumbs on the window sill. She did so, and when the little birds came for their expected breakfast, they were, at first, afraid to approach so near us. But some of them soon overcame fear, proved its nothingness, and were rewarded by receiving their breakfast. Others went away without one crumb, although plenty were within their reach.

I thought how often we make a reality of fear when it is nothing, and we, too, go without the good that is within our reach by making a reality of fear instead of overcoming it and proving its nothingness.

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