This time we go far beyond all that may tempt the spoiler.

We go into the desert, where no humans are but the wretched red Lamanites; no beasts but the wild ones of four feet to hunger for our flesh; no verdure, no nourishment to sustain us save the manna from on high,--a region of unknown perils and unnamed deserts.

Truly we make the supreme test.

I do not overcolour it.
Prudence, hand me yonder scrap-book, there on the secretary.

Here I shall read you the words of no less a one than Senator Daniel Webster on the floor of the Senate but a few months agone.