The Lions of the Lord - A Tale of the Old West by Harry Leon Wilson
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the States on the subject of our wrongs. And so they called you back
from your mission?" "They said I must learn to school myself; that I might hurt the cause by my ill-tempered zeal--and yet I brought in many--" "I don't blame you. I got in trouble the first and only mission I went on, and the first time I preached, at that. When I said, 'Joseph was ordained by Peter, James, and John,' a drunken wag in the audience got up and called me a damned liar. I started for him. I never reached him, but I reached the end of my mission right there. The Twelve decided I was usefuller here at home. They said I hadn't got enough of the Lord's humility for outside work. That was why they put me at the head of--that little organisation I wanted you to join last spring. And it's done good work, too. You'll join now fast enough, I guess. You begin to see the need of such doin's. I can give you the oath any time." "No, Bishop, I didn't mean that kind of resistance. It sounded too practical for me; I'm still satisfied to be the Lute of the Holy Ghost." "You can be a Son of Dan, too." "Not yet, not yet. We must still be a little meek in the face of Heaven." "You're in a mighty poor place to practise meekness. What'd you cross the river for, anyway?" "Why, for father and mother, of course. They must be safe at Green Plains. Can I get out there without trouble?" |
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