The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1918-02-05

even Johndee's insurance wouldns
last some people forever. Mama is
keeping boarders now and daughter
stays with her, wondering what has
become Of the fiashy young man who
married and deserted her after what
she thought was a whir1wind court
ship. Son thought he was a gambler,
but he wasn't He went into the army
to get out of scrape; he also got
into Leavenworth, and if the war
lasts long enough he may get out IN
time to partly redeem himself.
Was this man really a titewad, or
did he always do what he thought
was his duty, no matter what it cost
A castled gate stood in a pass in a
range of mountains greater than any
this world has ever seen. But there
was no snow on their towering sum-
mits-instead a golden radiance like
the sunset paints upon the summer
sky.
There was a wide plain before the
gate, and on it appeared two men.
They seemed to have come long
way, but they walked toward the
gate swiftly, as tho they had forever
shed fatigue. The wide portal was
open, but in it stood a mighty angel,
in his hand cleaning sword.
The two men were the good sport
and the titewad, and when they were
halted they gave the angel their
names. He in turn gave them to a
wise one who kept business Office in
side the gate, and the wise one in turn
told page angel to 60 to a certain
place IN the card index room and
bring him two cards.
The spirit of the titewad kept silent,
but that of the good sport inquired,
What place is this 2"
"This," said the mighty angel. is
the gate to the Hereafter"
aAnd where is Heaven 71
ut is far on beyond. You may at
tain it by long years Of faithful work
for the good Of the universe"
"And where is hell"
The angel pointed with his sword
to Ia far-distant planet, swathed in
clouds, thru which occasionally the
flames of battle spurted.
There" said he 'sHell is where
you men spent your lives. You and
your brothers made it for your.
selves"
The page angel returned and gave
two cards to the wise one, who wrote
directions on each and gave them to
another angel; one who held white
wand tipped with a violet tinteo
jewel. He led the two spirits thru the
portal and along the pass which
widened until they entered an
open space around which were ringed
the buildings of great city, which
it could be seen was only the begin
ming of the universe beyond. High up
rose the houses of the city, bright,
clean and thronged with busy spirits.
Here" said the angel, "you begin
your new life. It is granted to you
that you cannot fail. If you could, you
would have passed with the wicked
into humiliation. But as to how fast
you improve depends upon your
selves"
He pointed with his wand down a
long street that even to supernatural
eyes seemed thousand miles long.
"You," said he to the good sport,
"must go to the very last building on
that street and work you way thru
every house and shop on it back to
the gate They will give you plenty
of instruction, and swift kick oc-
casionally, and I think you will be
back here in about two thousand
years"
The good sport bowed and depart
ed, looking very energetic.
Then the angel turned to the tite
wad, who all this time had said not
a word.
"Son, !" said the angel, lyon were a
pretty good sport while on earth. You
stood for a/lot of other peoples fail
ings and never beefed about it. We
kept close tab on you and decided you
were a full-sized man. Trot over to
that big office building, just on the
rim of the circle and give this card.
to the elevator boy They have some
thing over there that will keep you
busy till you forget the earth ever
existed, and then / think we can send
you on up"
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