"Why, Gerty," said Willie, "I shouldn't think you knew what praying was."
"I don't," said Gerty; "tell me."
"Don't you ever pray—pray to God?"
"No, I don't.—Who is God? Where is God?"
Willie looked inexpressibly shocked at Gerty's ignorance, and answered reverently, "God is in heaven, Gerty."
"I don't know where that is," said Gerty. "I believe I don't know nothin' about it."
"I shouldn't think you did," said Willie. "I believe heaven is up in the sky; but my Sunday-school teacher says, 'Heaven is anywhere where goodness is,' or some such thing," he said.
"Are the stars in heaven?" asked Gerty.
"They look so, don't they?" said Willie. "They're in the sky, where I always used to think heaven was."
"I should like to go to heaven," said Gerty.