said the child.  “Why are you ringing the church bells?” “Because my mother is dead.”  “When did she die?” “Only now.”  “If you stop ringing the bells she shall have a fine funeral and you shall live with me and be as my son,” said the priest.  “Very well, sir, if you will let me stay in the church all I wish.”  To this the priest assented.  The dead woman was buried with all the pomp of music, candles, and bells, and the boy went to live in the convent.  Always after his school was done he would be in the church.  The father did everything that was possible for him, for he knew that he was not a natural child.

After a time the padre sent for him to get his dinner, but he would not leave the church, so the priest had a good dinner cooked and sent it down to the church, but he told the sacristan to watch the church and see what happened.  The sacristan watched and soon saw the statue of Jesus eating with the boy.  This he told the padre, and the child’s dinner was always sent to the church after that.  One day not long after he went to the priest and said, “Master, my friend down at the church wants me to go away with him.”  “Where are you going?” “My friend wants me to go to heaven with him.”

The priest consented and the little boy and the Lord Jesus went away together.  As they walked the little boy saw that two roads ran along together, one thorny and the other smooth.  Asked the boy of his companion, “Friend, why is this road where we walk so thorny, and that other yonder so smooth?” Said the Lord, “Hush, child, it is not fitting to disturb the peace of this place, but I will tell you.  This is the path of the sinless and is thorny, but that smooth way yonder is the way of the sinners and never reaches heaven.”

Again they came to a great house filled with young men and women who were all working hammering iron.  Said the little boy, “Who are those who labor with the hammer?” “Hush, child, they are the souls of those who died unmarried.”

They journeyed on, and on one side were bush pastures filled with poor cattle while on the opposite side of the road were pastures dry and bare where the cattle were very fat.  The child inquired the meaning of the mystery.  The Lord answered him, “Hush, child!  These lean cattle in the rich pastures are the souls of sinners, while those fat cattle on dry and sunburnt ground are the souls of sinless ones.”

After a while they crossed a river, one part of which was ruby red and the other spotless white.  “Friend, what is this?” asked the boy.  “Hush, child, the red is the blood of your mother whose life was given for yours, and the white is the milk which she desired to give to you, her child,” said the Lord.