Only a few, comparatively, could be persuaded to turn their steps
toward the King's Highway.
Mr. World and Miss Church-Member stood for a long time watching the
ever-changing panorama of the surging crowds. He was desirous of
visiting the groves, but Miss Church-Member was too piously inclined.
So they were halting between these two desires when a saintly looking
person approached them.
"To what place are you journeying?" the beautiful stranger asked.
"We are journeying to a place called Heaven," promptly answered Miss
Church-Member.
"Congratulations, indeed," spoke the stranger as he smiled. "You belong
to the better class of travelers. Some, I fear, who go this way will
miss Heaven. They are too much attracted by the frivolities of life
and never have a desire to go to church."
"But we love the church," spoke up Mr. World. "However we have had
little time and no opportunity to enter one for some time."
"You are welcome to the services in one of yonder buildings," said the
stranger as he pointed toward the group of the Devil's churches. "There
you can listen with pleasure and profit to the latest style of
preaching, and the special music will prove entertaining.
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