seen swarming to that gate, up to this time, were just like that
creature. I tried to run across somebody I was acquainted with,
but they were out of acquaintances of mine just then. So I thought
the thing all over and finally sidled back there pretty meek and
feeling rather stumped, as you may say.

"Well?" said the head clerk.

"Well, sir," I says, pretty humble, "I don't seem to make out which
world it is I'm from. But you may know it from this--it's the one
the Saviour saved."

He bent his head at the Name. Then he says, gently--

"The worlds He has saved are like to the gates of heaven in number-
-none can count them. What astronomical system is your world in?--
perhaps that may assist."

"It's the one that has the sun in it--and the moon--and Mars"--he
shook his head at each name--hadn't ever heard of them, you see--
"and Neptune--and Uranus--and Jupiter--"

"Hold on!" says he--"hold on a minute! Jupiter . . . Jupiter . . .
Seems to me we had a man from there eight or nine hundred years
ago--but people from that system very seldom enter by this gate."
All of a sudden he begun to look me so straight in the eye that I
thought he was going to bore through me. Then he says, very
deliberate, "Did you come STRAIGHT HERE from your system?"

"Yes, sir," I says--but I blushed the least little bit in the world