The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1901-05-09
.RAVELING on the railroad is
monotonous business unless
you have good company, and
In tho ahsonna of that t0uathar

you have good company, and
in the absence of that, together
with the swaying movement of the
cars and long tedious journey, one is
apt to lose interest in the passing
strangeness and seek sleep. This is
the situation found myself in not
long since. 1 then dropped into deep
sleep and dreamed that I was dead.
was flying through the air on my way
to heaven. I could see the beautiful
city of the New Jerusalem in the
distance, and it looked as beautiful
and bright as my imagination had
painted it.
1 thought, "How happy am going
to be at last, after having so much
trouble on that miserable old EARTH"
Oh how easy I did float along with
those airy large wings of mine! "Yes,"
1 continued, "surely there it is, for see
the gate and it is open for me and old
Peter is smiling as he sees me coming
toward him." At his feet 1 soon alighted,
and Peter said to me: 81 ought to
know you, but your face is not a
familiar one to me. By the way, where
are you from?" "Now," I thought, eff
can only strike on a good place l will
be strictly in it." And I thought of
all the places 1 had ever been to, and
could come to no better conclusion
than st. Paul. 1 thought the name in
itself would sound so appropriate. So
l said to Peter with some little
hesitancy, "Why am from ST. Paul. .
"What!" he says, "from St. Paul In
Minnesota ?" Now if had known OF
any other St. Paul I believe l should
have been tempted to have told old
Peter lie, but could not then think
of any other, so says: eyes, Pm from
st. Paul in Minnesota" swell Sir
Peter says, "where is your pass ?""Pass,'
says 1, "why Peter are not these
pointing to my wings-"pass enough p
"No Sir" he replied, "all applicants
from Minnesota must have pass
Then 1 said: "Well Peter, if I must
have a pass will you kindly instruct
me how or where 1 am to get one?'
"Oh yes," Peter answered, "do you SET
that train coming yonder?" 1 turned
and looked in the direction he indi
Gated, and sure enough there was {
train of cars coming in, loaded will
white-winged applicants for heavenl!
10 dy,3
know that you had railroads up here
"Oh yes," says Peter, eve have two, ont
up and the other down. Now sir" h
says, "you just take that train goin.
up, and when the station, st. Paul, i
called, get off and 60 up the hill to tn
right and in the stone house on the hill
you will find John L. Sullivan, VIII
will give you pass if you are from
Minnesota" "Whatw [ exclaimed
John L. Sullivan! is he here?" "No,
Peter replied, she is not here, he is VI
on the hill, where we keep him bus
passing on the qualifications of tn
Minnesota applicants" The bell ran
and the conductor called all aboard
so off I ran and just caught the las
car as it was passing. In short tim
St. Paul was called and 1 got off.
was the only passenger who did. Blu
thinking nothing strange about tina
up the hill I went, to find John
Sullivan. It was no trouble to fin
him, as there was no other house to b
seen anywhere.
L knocked at the door, and voic
bade me enter. Sure enough there b
sat, in the center of small room, wit
little table in front of him on whic
were paper, pen and huge pair {