“It is true,” she replied, “that he made a brief address at my husband’s grave.”
“At whose request?”
“At mine.”
“Did he use a prayer-book, or any particular form of religious service?”
“He did not.”
“Can you remember what he said?”
“As well as though it had been said yesterday.”
“Will you kindly repeat his words, as you remember them?”
“I will. He said: ‘In that day when the grave shall give up its dead, and the souls of them that were in prison shall be free, may we know that the unchained spirit of this our brother has reached the fulfilment of the joys that were denied him here, but which, through all time, have awaited his coming into that glorious country where toil and patience and a good conscience shall have their reasonable reward.’ And then he said: ‘Amen.’”