It seemed to him there had been a thousand matters that he had long wished to speak of; matters of moment in which he felt deeply; yet on which he had strangely neglected to touch till now.
He talked long with the Bishop when the women had climbed into their wagon for the night.

He amazed that good man by asking him if the Lord would not be pleased to have them, now, as they were, go back to Nauvoo and descend upon the Gentiles to smite them.

The Bishop counselled him to have patience.
"What could we do how with these few old fusees and cheap arms that we managed to smuggle across--to say nothing of half of us being down sick ?" "But we are Israel, and surely Israel's God--" "The Lord had His chance the other day if He'd wanted it, when they took the town.

No, Joel, He means us to gether out and become strong enough to beat 'em in our own might.

But you _wait_; our day will come, and all the more credit to us then for doin' it ourselves.