From the Westminster Teacher I gleaned this story of an artist's daughter who lost her eye-sight when she was a baby. After her mother died the girl's father became her constant and affectionate companion. For years her blindness was considered incurable. Then a new type of surgery promised to restore her vision. Following the operation, as she lay in a darkened room with bandaged eyes, this one thought occupied her mind: Soon I shall see my dear father! When the days of waiting had passed, the dressings were removed and at last she looked into the compassionate face she had so long desired to see. Trembling with excitement, she closed her eyes, and then opened them again to convince herself she was not dreaming. As the one she loved took her into his arms she exclaimed, "I've had such a good looking father all these years and didn't even know it!"