Hold on! let me go on.

I don't quite know where I'll bring up, but I think my religion will simmer down finally to about this: A full half-bushel to the half-bushel and sixteen ounces to the pound." Here two or three cheered.

"Do unto others as you'd have others do unto you." Applause from several, quickly suppressed as the speaker went on, Elder Wheat listening as if petrified, with his mouth open.
"I'm going out of preaching, at least for the present.

After things get into shape with me again, I may set up to teach people how to live, but just now I can't do it.

I've got all I can do to instruct myself.