"Tom," said Eva, suddenly stopping, and pointing to the lake, "there 't is."
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"Don't you see,there?" said the child, pointing to the glassy water, which, as it rose and fell, reflected the golden glow of the sky. "There 's a 'sea of glass, mingled with fire.'"
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"True enough, Miss Eva," said Tom; and Tom sang
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I 'd fly away to Canaan's shore;
Bright angels should convey me home,
To the new Jerusalem."
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"Where do you suppose new Jerusalem is, Uncle Tom?" said Eva.
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"O, up in the clouds, Miss Eva."
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"Then I think I see it," said Eva. "Look in those clouds!they look like great gates of pearl; and you can see beyond themfar, far offit 's all gold. Tom, sing about 'spirits bright.'"
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Tom sung the words of a well-known Methodist hymn,
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That taste the glories there;
They all are robed in spotless white,
And conquering palms they bear."
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"Uncle Tom, I 've seen
them,"
said Eva.
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Tom had no doubt of it at all; it did not surprise him in the least. If Eva had told him she had been to heaven, he would have thought it entirely probable.
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"They come to me sometimes in my sleep, those spirits;" and Eva's eyes grew dreamy, and she hummed, in a low voice,
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And conquering palms they bear."
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"Uncle Tom," said Eva, "I 'm going there."
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The child rose, and pointed her little hand to the sky; the
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