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 And I sez, "Sometimes I have thought so, Jack."

"You're always sure nuff, Aunt Samantha, and that is why I asked you. Do you spoze they are playgrounds where folks that are tired out, wore out with folks here, can go with somebody they love and have a good time?"

I declare for't I had been thinkin' them very thoughts as I sot there lookin' at the stars and their bright reflections in the water. I had been thinkin' of how sweet it would be for them who are unhappy, seperated by some cruel chance from them they love, how sweet it would be if them shinin' worlds wuz indeed restful, lovely playgrounds where they could wander together like happy children full of the delight and wonder of readin' new truths and new happiness in each other's eyes.

I had jest been thinkin' of this when Jack come to me, and I rousted up partly from my reverie some like one half asleep. But even in the hours of meditation and reverie I cling to the apron string of truth, and when he sez:

"Do you spoze, Aunt Samantha, the stars are playgrounds?"

I spozein' he meant after this life instead of the present, spozein' he referred to the Over World, the Beautiful Hereafter that is the groundwork of all my thoughts, no matter what set flowers of reality is painted on it, I spozed he meant that, and I sez half sadly, half hopefully:

"I have thought it wuz, Jack, a place of beautiful play and beautiful work."

And as I looked out agin on the lovely cloudy surface of the water, gemmed by them gleaming orbs, sunthin' like a sad life lit by a glowin' love and hope, I added:

"Sometimes I have been sure of it."