Perhaps you will be able to give your own opinion before you have lived here much longer."
"Taking it all in all," said Brenton, "do you think the spirit-land is to be preferred to the one we have left?"
"I like it better," said Ferris, "although I presume there are some who do not. There are many advantages; and then, again, there are many--well, I would not say disadvantages, but still some people consider them such. We are free from the pangs of hunger or cold, and have therefore no need of money, and there is no necessity for the rush and the worry of the world below."
"And how about heaven and hell?" said Brenton. "Are those localities all a myth? Is there nothing of punishment and nothing of reward in this spirit-land?"
There was no answer to this, and when Brenton looked around he found that his companion had departed.
William Brenton pondered long on the situation. He would have known better how
From the afterlife, the shade of a poisoned Cincinnati man tries to identify his murderer with the aid of a couple of Chicago newspapermen, — one dead, one living — and a famous, but fictional detective. It's all pretty silly.
The ghost of a poisoned man tried to find his own murderer. This is a very good light reading.