The gates ajar. By Elizabeth Stuart Phelps.

The Gates Ajar. 133
bon -- fell across the pages; it bore in silver
text these words:"Thou shalt have no othergods before me."
20th.
"I thank thee, my God, the river of Lethe
may indeed flow through the Elysian Fields,t does not water the Christian's Paradise."
Aunt Winifred was saying that over to herself in a dreamy undertone this morning, and
I happened to hear her.
"Just a quotation, dear," she said, smiling,
in answer to my look of inquiry, " I could n't
originate so pretty a thing. Is n't it pretty?"
"Very; but I am not sure that I understand it."
"You thought that forgetfulness would be
necessary to happiness? "
" Why, - yes; as far as I had ever thought
about it; that is, after our last ties with this
world are broken. It does not seem to me
that I could be happy to remember all that I
have suffered and all that I have sinned here."
" But the last of all the sins will be as if it
had never been. Christ takes care of that.
No shadow of a sense of guilt can dog you, or
affect your relations to Him or your other