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OME children were quarrelling one day, and calling one
another names.
"You are stupid," said one; "if you were not, you would think as I do."
"If you were not wholly blind," said another, "you would see with my eyes."
"Your ignorance is what troubles me!" said a third.
"Ignorance is not so bad as ill-will!" said a fourth.
Just then came by the Angel-who-understands-things.
"What are you quarrelling about, children?" asked the Angel.
"About our God!" said the children.
"Oh!" said the Angel. "The God of Strife, I presume?"
"No!" cried one. "He is the God of Peace!"
"He is the God of Wisdom!" said another.
"He is the God of Love!" said a third.
"Indeed!" said the Angel. "I never should have thought it."