The review. [volume] (High Point, N.C.) 1908-19??, 1916-07-20
IN PARADISE WITH SAINT
PETER
Everywhere Was Happiness With Bot One
Exception aEd- Note the Exception
PlaaSe-A Dream of Con-
tentment.

Monday night soon after hearing
hot air artist dis cuss the proposed
hond issue, the editor wended his way
home and pretty soon fell asleep
and dreamed and dreamed again.
And it was one of those visions
or phantasies Of the night that
must inform you, as it may be (who
knows?) another bit of evidence in
corroboration of our belief in what
happens after the experience we
call death.
II seemed that my course on
Earth was done. | lay me down
and slept with my fathers. When
the little circle that had followed
nv cold form to the cemetery had
departed, of this I seemed wholly
conscious. a strong hand clasped
mine and we rose through earth
and clay and sped upwards towards
the great central sun.
At last we approached the pearly
gates and was aware that | stood
upon the threshold of Paradise! |
know not what pleas my Guide was
forced to make on my behalf; |
know not what forgotten deed of
kindness won me entrance; | only
know the gates swung open and we
we're waited in, into the presence OF
St. Peter.
When had been welcomed, in
roduced AMI made to feel at home
the genial Saint (St. Peter must
have been a charter member of the
Greeters' ClubD bade me make his
office my headquarters till | got
squared round a bit, don't you
know and l sailed forth to view
Paradise. IF you need any direc-
TONS said St. Peter as he shook
my hand, OF want to ask any ques-
tons about anything, don't hesitate
10 come back here. I'm never too
b sy to answer questions?
To describe the beauties of Para
disc is beyond any4anguage. Words
fail, ideas even are weak, the brlght-
est colors | can write of athis won
derful paradise are drab and cold
when compared to the shimmering,
exaIting, palpitating glory OF sky
imaginati0n must transcend all NOR
tai boundaries-must see heaven
Of harmony, birds singing. children
laughing, sun shining, flowers
blooming, the air filed with fra
GRANGE and with melody! Every
where were happy groups, spirit
f0cms of SURPRISING loveliness, all
happy, al busy, their faces wreath
ed in smiles, their arms entwlned,
Love pervading all
| wandered on and on in a maze
of wonder. Through flower sprinkled
meadows and beside the still waters
| Stroiled, and wandering afar at
last came upon a little hill. From
this vantage point | caught sight of
a group sitting disconsolate, their
crowns disprized, cast down; their
harps unstrung lying IDLE by their
sides! Discontinued they were,-
to Heaven! So shocked
was |, so seized with dire misglv-
ln8s | drew closer. Sorrow in heav-
ea? Yes, those were real tears upon
their cheeks!
A dreadful doubt gripped me,
Was this Heaven? Could l have
been mistaken? | hurried back to
the pearly gates in agony of anxiety
and fear. On, Good St. Peter!"
9aSped-tell me, IS this Heaven?
Why yes, my chIldr' said the
SAINT, kindly his hand upon my
forehead. This is indeed the abode
OF the B!est! Why do you askY
tod him my discovery, tod him
OF the tears and sorrow I had seen,
and besought him to explain how
Such things could be
PshaW," said the old Saint testi-
y-Ihat's nothing. That's one of
nose bond issue spoilers, shooting
vi vi a lot of hot air about what a
2SioO,OOO bond issue would do for
ill9h Point in the hands of city Off
SIaIS n who were made to order by a
north Carolina democratic iegisla-
lure and ne has made that little
group over there dissatisfied with
heaven!
And | awoke, perplexed, vexed-
Nudd!ed as it were!