looked upon as popular readin' in the outlyin' districts, so should
I come home, or try New York City? They sends me word back,
wishin' my work to prosper, to try New York City, but not to draw
on 'em for any more funds until I had a saved sinner or two to show
for it. Well, sir, this last clause jolted me. I had spent money
free among them farmers, to boom trade, and for the purchasin' of
fancy clothes, more to look at than be comfortable in, the idee
bein' to show how good a thing the Church of Mormon was to the
first glance of the eye. And now, after side-trackin' my railroad
fare home, I weren't wadin' in wealth, by no means. More'n that, I
understood that the city of New York was a much more expensive
place than St. Looey. So I writ a letter back, tellin' 'em I was
scatterin' seed so's you could hardly see across the street. There
weren't no hope for a crop unless I had more plain sowin'
material--please remit.

"And then they come back at me, sayin' I'd already cost the
community about four hundred and fifty dollars, and not even a
Dutchman by way of results. That I'd understand this weren't said
in no mercenary spirit, but just as a matter of business. They
would hold a prayer-meetin', they said, which, no doubt, would
bring the end aimed at, and for me to go forth strong in the faith
and gather 'em up from the wayside.

"I let fly oncet more, sayin' that I was strong in the faith but
feeble in the pocket; that sinners were costly luxuries in a big
town like New York. How was I goin' to play the Prophet and stand
the man off for my board?

"Elder Stimmins wrote back pussonally, exhortin' me to be of good