The western missionaries had raised up large branches in Ohio, so it was not like going into a new place.

The Church was growing steadily, and many revelations were given to the Saints.

We might say the Lord was assigning lessons for us, which we have not yet learned very well.
Preparations were made for this removal by holding the third conference of the Church at Fayette and setting its affairs in order.
One day, about the 1st of February, 1831, a sleigh containing two men and two women, drove through the streets of Kirtland, Ohio, and stopped at the door of Gilbert and Whitney's store.

One of the men alighted, and springing up the steps, walked into the store where one of the owners was standing.
"Newel K.Whitney, thou art the man!" exclaimed the visitor, extending his hand as to an old friend.
"You have the advantage of me," replied the storekeeper, "I could not call you by name as you have me." "I am Joseph, the prophet," said the stranger, smiling.

"You've prayed me here; now what do you want of me ?" Mr.Whitney, you will remember, had joined the Church sometime before, and of course he was delighted to see the prophet.