“O, Kezia, I am so glad you are my very own sister now. I always wanted a sister to boss, and do as I pleased with, and you just fill the bill.” That night all the household retired to rest peacefully. That night two hearts were overflowing with love and happiness. Kezia took Sita in her arms and kissed her fondly. The two lovely girls went to sleep with a new sweet smile on their pretty young faces. Soon Kezia’s soul seemed to be free, floating away in space. We visited the Pope of Rome first. He was on his knees talking to his saints in sweet love and harmony. We soon knew that he saw all of us clairvoyantly. Part of His Holy saints joined with us. We soon saw the bright lights of gay Paris below us. Down, down, we went into the very heart of the city. The first sounds that reached our ears were the prayers of the poor and broken hearted. We saw the old and young begging in the streets at midnight. They begged from those that were dressed in the latest fashion. I never saw such lovely clothes, and so many bright colors in the moonlight. Those clad in rags had more light in their souls than the rich that would now and then toss them a copper, just to make a display in the eyes of their mistresses. Many poor, cold, hungry, suffering creatures had no beds to get a moment’s rest on. Many were never inside of a real home. The misery was awful! When we could not stand it any longer we went to Florence, Italy; there the suffering seemed about the same. Here we found great wealth and great poverty and suffering. Wherever we find great wealth we found great poverty. Hope said our love for all souls prevents great poverty in other worlds. Our great schools of industry prevents poverty. We are taught to give the laborer all he earns; each has all he can earn, all are paid in checks and no money is ever used.