Fantasy fiction; Heaven -- Fiction; Hell -- Fiction; Unfinished books
[EDITOR’S NOTE.—Genius is supposed to visit the abode of
Jesus, whom he finds on a bed of sickness, lying wounded after a
recent conflict with the Powers of Darkness. He is being tended by
Philemon, the Heavenly Physician. Mary, whom the author depicts as the
spiritual wife of Jesus, is also giving loving care to her Husband. It
should be here noted that the author, in a letter to her publisher,
states that the wife of Jesus is symbolical of the Church. To quote
her own words, “They say the Bride of Jesus is the Church.” But Miss
Allonby preferred to use the word “wife” instead of “bride,” for the
wife “has gone through all the trials of true love, and wives should
be loyal helpers.”]
* * * * *
The day was spent in sweet simplicity and pleasure, with the merriest,
gayest party one might wish to have.
Philemon, who at first had subjected me to great scrutiny and guarded
conversation, became more friendly as the day advanced. It was
impossible not to like and yet admire him. The peculiarity of his face
and manner were as attractive as beauty and grace would have been. It
is one of the grand perfections of Heaven that mere beauty of symmetry
is accounted nothing; such sameness would breed nothing but dulness, a
thing unknown either to intellect or feeling.
Our hostess remained with us till lunch was over, and then she left us
to be with her husband when he woke.
Virginius, with Sunbeam and Moonbeam, wandered off, and later I saw
them climbing up the zig-zag path that led from the garden behind
toward the forest. That forest was a marvellous place, for since then I
have been in it. It contains the pictures of marvellous adventures and
mysterious scenes painted from the world’s pale fairyland. Glistening
jewels shine upon its grass blades and rich fruits hang from its
shading boughs. They say that as one penetrates further into it the
scenes of earth all vanish, and there appear those of other spheres,
and sounds from outer space. To this depth I have never pierced; one
must be led by a master spirit, and it comes in the course of the
higher education. It is explored shortly before the Long Journey
begins, and till then would be nothing but useless and inquisitive
sightseeing.
Saint Ursula (I know not why I call her Saint, but that it be that
someone on the earth be led to misconstrue my meaning, and fail to
understand the silent, pure respect that lives when titles all are
turned to dust and ashes in the heart) went with Philemon to examine
the properties of a curious element he had detected in the atmosphere
of a far-distant sphere of hell.
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