body. "This," said the angel, "is
the gathering of the various priests and pastors, rectors and rabbis,
and the ministers and the elders who are trying to unite on some common
ground upon which their congregations (which we had passed) might
stand, where there would be but 'One Lord, one faith, one baptism.'"
Gal., iv, 5. For, said the angel, until then, they go not up with
their churches and creeds to higher seats above, for "neither
circumcision availeth anything, nor uncircumcision." Gal., v, 6.

Proceeding on our way we approached a magnificent archway, over the
lintels of which was inscribed, "The Christian's Home in Glory." The
grandeur of this new apartment exceeded all the rest, a description of
which lies beyond the power of words, "For eye hath not seen, nor the
ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man the things which
God hath prepared for them that love him." I Cor., ii, 9. This I found
to be the abode of the apostles, martyrs and Christians of all ages.
Here was Paul and Peter, and the prophets, the thief on the cross and
Bunyan, Lazarus and Baxter, Stephen and Father Abraham, Martha and Mary
and the widow who gave her two mites. Pausing, I beheld, with banners
above, an innumerable number "marching on," with Lincoln and Lovejoy,
Lyman, Beecher and John Brown in the advance, and on the banners was
inscribed, "These are they which came out of great tribulation." Rev.,
viii, 14. The angel said: "That is the multitude of poor slaves from
the cotton fields of earth, doing homage to their deliverers." "They
shall hunger no more, neither thirst any more; neither shall the sun
light on them, nor any heat." Rev., vii, 16. Here I also found Watts
and Wesley singing, while Bliss (who had but lately been translated
from earth to heaven by way of Ashtabula bridge), catching the
inspiration, was setting the songs of Heaven to the music of earth.
Gazing on the many thrones and crowns, there were some of peculiar
brightness. I looked on one, and what was the inscription? Was it, I
was a Methodist? No. I was immersed? No. I was a Jew? No. But
rather this: "Because I delivered the poor that cried and fatherless,
and him that had none to help him, the blessing of him that was ready
to perish came upon me, and I caused the widow's heart to sing with
joy." Job, xxix, 12, 14. And this was the crown of Job. And there was
another just beyond, and I read the inscription. Was it, I was a
Presbyterian