And from all these cozy homes in city and in country she heard the steady tread, tread of the children walkin’ along to the music of the future, the future of accomplishment, of education, of promise. She saw them forever learnin’ new things, the newer things that wuz forever displacin’ the old—newer, grander, broader views and aims. For heaven and earth wuz drawin’ nearer to each other, and the era of peace on earth, good-will to man had come.
Long did Genieve set there wrapped in the glory of what she saw—whether in the body or out of the body I do not know. God knoweth.
At last the voice of little Snow aroused her, and she took her up in her arms.
But the light remained in her face.
Little Snow come into our room in a few minutes, and she sez, “Genny took me up in her lap, and her face shined.”
And I sez, “Like enough, darlin’. She is one of the Lord’s anointed, anyway.”
And Josiah sez—he had come back, and wuz a layin’ on the lounge—“Probable the sun wuz a shinin’ into her face.”
And Snow sez, “The sun had gone down; it wasn’t shinin’ into her room.”
“Wall,” sez Josiah, “it wuz most probable the lamp.”