Miracles in My Life - J. N. Loughborough

Then our next meeting was in a grove about three
miles from Rochester, Mich. Since this was in the
midst of haying and harvest, we would pitch our
tent on Friday afternoon, and have two meetings on
Sabbath and three on Sunday. Then we would roll
up our canvas and work four and a half days for
wages with which to meet our tent expenses and
care for our families.
Prior to this time, no effort had been made to
sell our tracts and pamphlets to the public. They
were given away to those interested, and the
expenses met by donations from our people. When
Elder White suggested that people might be willing
to pay a small price for them and thus enable us to
publish more, I promised to try it. So on Sundays
of a series of meetings we offered books for sale,
displaying them on the speaker's stand before us.
At 9 a.m. the third Sunday of the tent-meeting,
the grove was full of people. Our tent was full and
enough seated on the ground to fill another tent of
the same size. Our tent-master counted 246
wagonloads of people who had come on the
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