When all his time and all his mind were given to music, he suddenly became deaf, perfectly deaf;
so that he never more heard one single note from the loudest orchestra.
While crowds were moved and delighted with his compositions, it was all silence to him. Hugh said nothing.
“Now do you think,” asked his mother—and Hugh saw that a mild and gentle smile beamed from her countenance,
do you think that these people were without a Heavenly Parent?
“O no! but were they patient?” asked Hugh.
Yes, in their different ways and degrees. Would you suppose that they were hardly treated?
Or would you not rather suppose that their Father gave them something better to do than they had planned for themselves?
He must know best, of course; but it does seem very hard that that very thing should happen to them.
Huber would not have so much minded being deaf, perhaps; or that musical man, being blind.
No doubt their hearts often swelled within them at their disappointments;
but I fully believe that they very soon found God’s will to be wiser than their wishes.
They found, if they bore their trial well,
that there was work for their hearts to do far nobler than any the head could do through the eye or the ear.