that heart has conceived. And thus we justify the ways of God, who is
our Father. But in the other worlds there are many who will continue to
fear until the history of the earth is all ended and the chronicles are
made complete."

"And will that be long?" the little Pilgrim cried, feeling in her heart
that she would like to go to all the worlds and tell them of our Lord,
and of His love, and how the thought of Him makes you strong; and it
troubled her a little to hear her friends speak of the low skies and the
short days, and the dimness of that dear country which she had left
behind, in which there were so many still whom she loved.

Upon this Ama shook her head, and said that of that day no one knew, not
even our Lord, but only the Father: and then she smiled and answered
the little Pilgrim's thought. "When we go back," she said, "it is not as
when we lived there; for now we see all the dangers of it and the
mysteries which we did not see before. It was by the Father's dear love
that we did not see what was around us and about us while we lived
there, for then our hearts would have fainted: and that makes us wonder
now that any one endures to the end."

"You are a great deal wiser than I am," said the little Pilgrim; "but
though our hearts had fainted how could we have been overcome? for He
was on our side."

At this neither of them made any reply at first, but looked at her; and
at length the poet said that she had brought many thoughts back to his
mind, and how he had himself been almost worsted when one like her came
to him and gave strength to his soul. "For that He was on our side was
the only thing she knew," he said, "and all that could be learned or