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Testimonies for the Church Volume 1 - A New You Ministry

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matter of building, planted our garden, and set out grapes, blackberries, raspberries,and strawberries. Then in company with a good delegation we returned to <strong>the</strong> GeneralConference at Battle Creek.The first Sabbath on our way we spent at Orleans and observed <strong>the</strong> fast. It was aday of great solemnity with us; we sought to humble ourselves be<strong>for</strong>e God, and withbrokenness of spirit and much weeping we all prayed fervently that God would blessand streng<strong>the</strong>n us to do His will at <strong>the</strong> Conference. We had some faith and hope thatour captivity would be turned at that meeting.When we came to Battle Creek we found that our previous ef<strong>for</strong>ts had notaccomplished what we had hoped. Reports and jealousy still existed. My soul wasfilled with intense anguish, and I wept aloud <strong>for</strong> some hours, unable to restrain mygrief. In conversation a friend with whom I had been acquainted <strong>for</strong> twenty-two yearsrelated to me reports which he heard, that we were extravagant in expending means. Iinquired wherein we had been extravagant. He mentioned <strong>the</strong> purchase of an expensivechair. I <strong>the</strong>n related <strong>the</strong> circumstances. My husband was greatly emaciated, and it wasexceedingly wearisome and even painful <strong>for</strong> him to sit long in a common rocking chair,and <strong>for</strong> this reason he would lie down upon <strong>the</strong> bed or lounge a great share of <strong>the</strong> time.I knew that this was no way <strong>for</strong> him to obtain strength and begged him to sit up more,but <strong>the</strong> chair was an objection.On my way east to attend <strong>the</strong> bedside of my dying fa<strong>the</strong>r, I left my husband atBrookfield, <strong>New</strong> York, and while at Utica looked <strong>for</strong> a spring, sofa-seat chair. Thedealers had none made at <strong>the</strong> price which I wished to pay, which was about fifteendollars, but <strong>the</strong>y offered me a very excellent chair, with rollers instead of rockers, pricethirty dollars, <strong>for</strong> seventeen. I knew that this was <strong>the</strong> chair in every respect. But <strong>the</strong>bro<strong>the</strong>r with me urged me to wait to have a chair593

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