Imagine some lovely spot of earth where the undulating scenery and picturesque beauty of mountains and valleys carry the soul out into some fairyland whose towering mountains are covered with rich verdure and lofty trees―whose leafy branches breathe fragrance and coolness to the soul, while the valleys gentle slope down to the crystal waters of a beautiful river―whose branches are spreading like veins through the surrounding country, with lakes dotted here and there, while a broad expanse of waters like the ocean sparkles and ripples in the distance.
The hazy sunshine gives a halo to the scene, and the soft notes of sweet singing birds and the little fairy insect world are lending a harmonical chord to lull with the singing waters a weary-worn spirit to rest.
The world of spirits has a variety of scenery so beautiful that it has never entered into the human mind to conceive the glories that await the pilgrim stranger to this fairyland.
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