The Lions of the Lord - A Tale of the Old West by Harry Leon Wilson
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his gold and silver, and his myrrh and frankincense. But for the
present--well, we got to be politic and kind of modest about such doin's. The big Fan, the Sons of Dan, done good work in Missouri and better in Nauvoo, and it'll do still better where we're goin'. But we must be patient. Only next time we'll get to work quicker. If the Gentiles had been seen to quicker in Nauvoo, Joseph would be with us now. We learned our lesson there. Now the Lord has unfurled a Standard of Zion for the gathering of Israel, and this time we'll fix the Gentiles early." "Amen! Brother Seth." A look of deep hatred had clouded the older man's face as he spoke. He continued. "Let the wrath of God abide upon 'em, and remember that we're bein' tried and proved for a purpose. And we got to be more practical. You been too theoretical yourself and too high-flyin' in your notions. The Kingdom ain't to be set up on earth by faith alone. The Lord has got to have _works_, like I told you about the other day." "You were right, Bishop, I need to be more practical. The olive-branch and not the sword would Ephraim extend to Japheth, but if--" "If Japheth don't toe the mark the Lord's will must be worked upon him." "So be it, Brother Seth! I am ready now to be a Son of Dan." The Bishop rose from in front of their fire and looked about. No one was |
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