I wonder if Mormons do not often feel like Abraham, very sorry they were foolish enough to enter upon a course fraught with so much domestic unhappiness. They thought we ought to let them have our tent in which to preach Mormonism; but, of course we could not do so. I was informed that these same elders went into a house in town, and told the lady that they were Latter-day Saints, and they were made welcome; but in the course of a few minutes it was discovered that they were also called Mormons, whereupon the good wife seized the broom, and drove them from the house, declaring the saints were all right, but that she had no use for Mormons. Poor Fellows! Going up and down in the earth to build up error and falsehood, supposing they are doing God service. They endure cold, hunger, and ridicule cheerfully, believing they will be rewarded in the kingdom of God.

There are, no doubt, rogues and deceivers among them, though many of them are sincere men; but alas, sincerity does not remove their ignorance and superstition. O, the power of Satan, that holds men in such utter darkness when the true light shines all around them! How thankful we ought to be for the light.

I worked in the harvest that year for Brother Wm. Pettis, of Kasota. It was hard work for me, but I stood it pretty well.

Herrick Fall 1882

The next fall I held meetings in the Herrick schoolhouse, in northwestern Iowa. At first we had a very small attendance. Those who did attend reported excellent meetings, and soon we had a houseful.

The Lord blessed the work to the salvation of some, who embraced the precious truths for the days in which we live. The winter was quite open, and there was much foggy weather. Sometimes the fog was so dense you could not see a rod before you.

Mr. Murray's family were much interested in the meetings. The gentleman was often away from home, and then it was quite difficult for his wife and children to get to meeting, and I used to either send