If ye come to that, why was I chosen to lead this people?
I tell ye when the words of the interpretation of the Book began to pour through my mind, and I'd no power to stop them, and I just felt as if I could cry like a baby when I couldn't get any one to write 'em down--I tell ye, I used often to ask why.

But it ain't no use.

What I've got to do is jest to get hold of the guiding that comes to me as clear as I can, and jest walk straight along those lines." She was returning with a heart bruised with the pain of the recent colloquy at parting, but full too of purpose, feeling that she owed it to Ephraim to reconsider the evidence for Smith's prophetical claim.

She glanced shrewdly at him as he walked and spoke--young, blue-eyed, large, and mild.

The man seemed to her harder to comprehend if his word was disbelieved than if it was believed.