J. B., a blind boy, had an acquaintance, a girl, who was stone deaf. He was at a loss to know which he should prefer if he had his choice, blindness or deafness. After a little while he said to his uncle, “I’ve now decided which! I should prefer deafness. Why? I could then see my mother’s face, and sec her lips! She was the dearest object, he had on earth, and he had never seen her!