People shouldn't stir up such memories." "So you are coming, too ?" Martha said happily.

It was her greatest joy to take a walk with her small, merry companion.

Cornelli hung on her arm, and together they wandered forth in the beautiful evening.

The storm clouds had passed over, and towards the west the sky was flaming like fiery gold.
"Do you think, Martha, that my mother can see the golden sky as well from inside as we see it from the outside ?" asked the child, pointing to the sunset.
"Yes, I am quite sure of that, Cornelli," Martha eagerly answered.

"If our dear Lord lets his dwelling glow so beautifully from outside, just think how wonderful it must be inside where the blessed are in their happiness!" "Why are they so glad ?" Cornelli wanted to know.
"Oh, because they are freed from all sorrow and pain.