We didn't think whether it was sad or not, we only knew it pleased our ears, and we wanted those sweet fields of Eden, and the blooming tree of life, and the rest under the tree.

But ask a question or two.

Where is the other side of Jordan?
Do you go up to it, or down to it?
And how do you go?
And those sweet fields of Eden, what do they look like, and how many will they hold?
Isn't it clear that the things that make us happiest in this world are the things we go for blind ?" He paused.

Now a dozen men came a step or two nearer, and crowded close together, looking over each others' shoulders at him with sharp, wondering eyes.
"Isn't that so ?" he continued.

"Do you realise that no man knows where that Jordan and those fields are, and what the flower of the tree of life looks like?
Let us ask a question again.