They had all begun to believe that there Elishyah was on the way to 'em, and the bishop's credit was more or less wrapped up with our being it.

It was true he hadn't started that belief; but it was believed, and he didn't dare to stop it now.
Fur, if he stopped it, they would all think he had fell down on his prophetics, even although he hadn't prophesied jest exactly us.

He was in a tight place, that bishop, but I bet you could always depend on him to get out of it with his flock.

So what he told them niggers at the meeting last night was that he brung 'em a message from Elishyah, Sam says, the Elishyah that was to come.

And the message was that the time was not ripe fur him to reveal himself as Elishyah unto the eyes of all men, fur they had been too much sinfulness and wickedness and walking into the ways of evil, right amongst that very congregation, and disobedience of the bishop, which was their guide.