About the Age itself they were entirely at one.  They could not remember a year in their lives when they were not at one in this.  As far back as the days when, in the long winter evenings, they sat listening to the ballads and stories of their old nurse, they had been lovers and admirers of that Age.  “It was the happy Age of the world,” the nurse used to say.  “The fields were greener, the skies bluer, the rainbows brighter than in other Ages.  It was the Age when heaven was near, and good angels present in every home.  Back in that Age, away on the lonely pastures, the shepherds watching their flocks by night heard angels’ songs in the sky.  And the children in the cities, as they were going to sleep, felt the waving of angel wings in the dark.  It was a time of wonders.  The very birds and beasts could speak and understand what was said.  And in the poorest children in the streets might be found princes and princesses in disguise.”

They remembered also how often, in the mornings, when they went down to school, their teacher chose lessons which seemed to tell of a Golden Age.  They recalled the lessons about the city of pure gold that was one day to come down from heaven for men to dwell in; and other lessons that told of happy times, when nations should learn the art of war no more, and there should be nothing to hurt or destroy in all the earth.

“Yes, my dear children,” their mother would say, in the afternoon, when they told her of the teacher’s lessons and the nurse’s stories.  “Yes, there is indeed a happy age for the children of men, which is all that your nurse and teacher say.  It is a happy time and a time of wonders.  In that time wars cease and there is nothing to hurt or destroy.  Princes and princesses in poor clothing are met in the streets, because in that Age the poorest child who is good is a child of the King of Heaven.  And heaven and good angels are near because Christ is near.  It is Christ’s presence that works the wonders.  When He is living on the earth, and His life is in the lives of men, everything is changed for the better.  There is a new heaven and a new earth.  And the Golden Age has come.”

II.

Different views.

It was a great loss to these children that this holy and beautiful mother died when they were still very young.  But her good teaching did not die.  Her words about the Golden Age never passed out of their minds.  Whatever else they thought concerning it in after years, they always came back to this—­in this they were all agreed—­that it is the presence of Christ that makes the Gold of the Golden Age.

But at this point their agreement came to an end.  They could never agree respecting the time of the Golden Age.