but, O God! what a sight it were none but the blind can ever tell!
Then for quite a spell I looked out through them dark glasses at the
comings and goings and people there in the hospital. Then one day
the doctor he run in and says, 'Time for you to look on the
sunlight, Aunt Dally. Keep on them glasses, and wrop a shawl round
you, and come with me. I 'm aiming to show you the prettiest
country God ever made.' Then he holp me into a chariot that run
purely by the might of its own manoeuvers, and I seed tall houses
and chimblys whiz by dimlike, and then atter a while he retch over
and lifted my glasses.

"Women, the tongue of Seraphim hain't competent to tell what I seed
then! That country hain't rugged and on-eend like this here, but is
spread out smooth and soft and keerful, with nary ragged corner
nowhar', and just enough roll to tole the eye along. Thar I, beheld
the wide, green pastures I had heared tell of in Scriptur', thar I
seed still waters, clear as crystal, dotted here and yan, and on
them pastures and by them waters thousands of sleek nags and cattle
a-feeding and drinking, peaceful and satisfied; thar, bowered back
amongst lofty trees, was the beautiful many mansions and homes of
the blest; thar was the big road, smooth and white as glass, down
which pretty boys and gals too fair for this world, come on prancing
nags; thar, best of all, hovering and brooding tender over
everything, was the warm, blue sky and the golden sunlight. Them
alone would have been enough for me. Yes, it were indeed a heavenly
vision. I set, scarcely knowing if I were in or out of the body.
'Am I translated,' I axed the doctor, 'and is this here the New
Jerusalem, and them pretty creeturs the angels of heaven?' 'Far
from it, Aunt Dally,' he says, sighing. 'Them air the fortunate
Blue-Grass folk, that be so used to blessings they don't even know