conditions being so miserable, as to live in a continual fear of
detection. Most particularly, my mamma instructed me to beware of
all sorts of deceit; so that I was accustomed, not only in words
to speak truth, but also not to endeavour by any means to deceive.

'But though the friendship between my brother and me was so
strongly cultivated, yet we were taught, that lying for each
other, or praising each other when it was not deserved, was not
only a fault, but a very great crime; for this, my mamma used to
tell us, was not love, but hatred; as it was encouraging one
another in folly and wickedness. And though my natural
disposition inclined me to be very tender of everything in my
power, yet was I not suffered to give way even to THIS in an
unreasonable degree. One instance of which I remember.

'When I was about eleven years old, I had a cat that I had bred up
from a little kitten, that used to play round me, till I had
indulged for the poor animal a fondness that made me delight to
have it continually with me wherever I went; and, in return for my
indulgence, the cat seemed to have changed its nature, and assumed
the manner that more properly belongs to dogs than cats; for it
would follow me about the house and gardens, mourn for my absence,
and rejoice at my presence. And, what was very remarkable, the
poor animal would, when fed by my hand, lose that caution which
cats are known to be possessed of, and eat whatever I gave it, as
if it could reflect that I meant only its good, and no harm could
come from me.

'I was at last so accustomed to see this little Frisk (for so I
called it) playing round me, that I seemed to miss part of myself