s, shall I shrink from saying to you, 'Be thankful it is in
this Age and not in that you have been born, and that you know the Lord
as this Age knows Him, and not as He was seen and known in His own.'

"We arrived at Bethany on the day when Lazarus was raised. I mingled
with the crowd around the grave. I saw the sisters. I was amazed to
find that nothing looked to me as I had expected it to do. Even the
Lord had not the appearance of One who could raise the dead. And when
the dead man came forth, I could not but mark that some who had seen
the mighty miracle turned away from the spot, jeering and scoffing at
the Lord, its worker.

"When I next saw the Lord He was in the hands of the scoffers who had
turned away from the grave of Lazarus. He was being led along the
streets of Jerusalem to Calvary. The streets on both sides were
crowded with stalls, and with people buying and selling as at a fair.
Nobody except a few women seemed to care that so great a sufferer was
passing by. He was bending under the weight of the Cross. His face
was pale and all streaked with blood. I said to myself: 'Can this be
He who is more beautiful than ten thousand?' My eyes filled with
tears. Sickness came over my heart. I was like one about to die. I
hurried away from the pitiless crowd, from the terrible spectacle, from
the city accursed. And straightway I turned my face toward my home.
And as I came within sight of my father's kingdom, I gave thanks to God
that my lot had been cast in this favored Age, and that the horrors
through which the Lord had to pass are behind us; and that we see Him
now in the story of the Gospels, as the Son of God, clothed with the
glory of God, seated on the throne of heaven and making all things work
together for good."

As the Prince was bringing his speech to a close, a distant rolling of
drums announced that one of his brothers had arrived at the gates of
the city. It was Goldmorrow. And in a little while he entered the
hall, embraced his father, and was telling the story of his travel.

"My companions and I," he said, "have been where the Golden Age of my
dreams is displayed. We have been in that far future where there is to
be neither ignorance nor poverty, neither sickness nor pain, and where
cruelty and oppression and war are to be no more. It is greater than
my dreams. It is greater than I have words to tell. It is greater
than I had eyes to see. We were not able to endure the si