A Material Heaven?

If we have trees and mountains and flowers and books she went on, smiling, I don't see why not have houses as well. Indeed, they seem to me as supposable as anything can be which is guess-work at the best—for what a homeless, desolate sort of sensation it gives one to think of people wandering over the sweet fields beyond the flood without a local habitation and a name. What could be done with the millions who, from the time of Adam, have been gathering there, unless they lived under the conditions of organized society?