And it came to pass that Jesus spake unto them, and bade them arise.  And they arose from the earth, and He said unto them, Blessed are ye because of your faith.  And now behold, My joy is full.  And when He had said these words, He wept, and the multitude bear record of it, and He took their little children, one by one, and blessed them, and prayed unto the Father for them.  And when He had done this He wept again, and He spake unto the multitude, and saith unto them, Behold your little ones.  And as they looked to behold, they cast their eyes toward heaven, and they saw the heavens open, and they saw angels descending out of heaven as it were, in the midst of fire; and they came down and encircled those little ones about, and they were encircled about with fire; and the angels did minister unto them, and the multitude did see and hear and bear record; and they know that their record is true, for they all of them did see and hear, every man for himself; and they were in number about two thousand and five hundred souls; and they did consist of men, women, and children.

And what else would they be likely to consist of?

The Book of Ether is an incomprehensible medley of if “history,” much of it relating to battles and sieges among peoples whom the reader has possibly never heard of; and who inhabited a country which is not set down in the geography.  These was a King with the remarkable name of Coriantumr,^^ and he warred with Shared, and Lib, and Shiz, and others, in the “plains of Heshlon”; and the “valley of Gilgal”; and the “wilderness of Akish”; and the “land of Moran”; and the “plains of Agosh”; and “Ogath,” and “Ramah,” and the “land of Corihor,” and the “hill Comnor,” by “the waters of Ripliancum,” etc., etc., etc.  “And it came to pass,” after a deal of fighting, that Coriantumr, upon making calculation of his losses, found that “there had been slain two millions of mighty men, and also their wives and their children”—­say 5,000,000 or 6,000,000 in all—­“and he began to sorrow in his heart.”  Unquestionably it was time.  So he wrote to Shiz, asking a cessation of hostilities, and offering to give up his kingdom to save his people.  Shiz declined, except upon condition that Coriantumr would come and let him cut his head off first—­a thing which Coriantumr would not do.  Then there was more fighting for a season; then four years were devoted to gathering the forces for a final struggle—­after which ensued a battle, which, I take it, is the most remarkable set forth in history,—­except, perhaps, that of the Kilkenny cats, which it resembles in some respects.  This is the account of the gathering and the battle: