The gates ajar. By Elizabeth Stuart Phelps.

i68 The Gates Ajar.
only thought in which there can be any rest,
and in that there can, is this: that Christ, who
loves us even as his Father loves him, can be
happy in spite of the existence of a hell. If
it is possible to him, surely he can make it
possible to us."
"Two things that He has taught us," she
said after a silence, "give me beautiful assurance that none of these dreams with which I
help myself can be beyond his intention to
fulfil. One is, that eye hath not seen it, nor
ear heard it, nor the heart conceived it, - this
lavishness of reward which he is keeping for
us. Another is, that'I shall be satisfied
when I awake."'
"With his likeness."
"With his likeness. And about that I
have other things to say."
But Old Gray stopped at the gate and
Phcebe was watching for her butter and it was
no time to say them then.