Even the savage wolf Poverty would be pleasant and
neighborly then, no doubt! A Little Child among them, leading
them, stood looking wistfully down through the soft sunrise
of that approaching day, into the cold and darkness of the world.
Oh, it would be so much better than the garden of Eden!
Yes, and it would be a great deal better, I thought, to live in
the millennium, than even to die and go to heaven, although so
many people around me talked as if that were the most desirable
thing of all. But I could never understand why, if God sent us
here, we should be in haste to get away, even to go to a pleas-
anter place.
I was perplexed by a good many matters besides. I had learned to
keep most of my thoughts to myself, but I did venture to ask
about the Ressurrection--how it was that those who had died and
gone straight to heaven, and had been singing there for thousands
of years, could have any use for the dust to which their bodies
had returned. Were they not already as alive as they could be? I
found that there were different ideas of the resurrection among
"orthodox" people, even then.
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