Martin Luther used to tell his children that heaven was a beautiful garden full of merry children in little golden coats gathering apples under the trees and shouting in great glee. Luther was just trying as best he could to describe heaven as a happy place for little boys and girls. Jesus lives, says the broken egg, and because he lives we shall live also, and so we all want to go to heaven at last. Once upon a time a minister took his son to learn mountain-climbing. Being a stout lad he grew tired and stopped for a little rest. The father went on alone, and when he arrived at the top of the mountain, he found a splendid seat for the boy and marked his name on it, so he might easily find it when he arrived at the top. Then he called down to the boy: "James, my son, come up here. There is a seat up here on the top of the mountain, and your name is written on it." This gave new strength to the boy, and he rose to his feet once more, and climbed to the top, and at last found his seat with his name upon it. His father had gone on before him and prepared a place for him. So God calls today: "My son, up, up to the top. There is a mansion prepared for you. Your name is graven on the door. Turn this way and keep on climbing, and at last you will find heaven, the top of the universe." =15 "OFF FOR HAPPY LAND" OBJECTS: A Piece of Plain Note-paper Containing a Sentence Written in Invisible Ink=