She had no sooner heard that he was within reach than her mind leaped to the determination to hear him preach and speak with him again.

She would lay her difficulties before him; she would hear from him more intelligence concerning the home which she had left than a thousand letters could convey.
It was March now.

The winter's snow was gone.

Finney, as it chanced, was to come as near to Kirtland as the village of Hiram.

Susannah spoke to her husband.
"Did you hear that Mr.Finney was going to preach at Hiram ?" She stood turning from the white spread table in the centre of the room.
The morning light was shining on the satin surface of the planed maple wood with which walls and ceiling were lined.