. Zigzag journeys in the White city. With visits to the neighboring metropolis . EGYPTIAN JUGGLER. THE FUNNIEST THING AT THE FAIR. 167 Pewter spoons, I guess, said I. And I just gave him that look that Ihad given Malachi. The churchyard was full of people, the dead and alive; for that matter,the dead are always there. The bell was ringing, and carriages were comingfrom all the neighboring farms. All eyes were bent upon me as I passedthrough the crowd and went up the church steps. I took my seat in the backpew where I usually sat, and put my feet on the warm foot-stove and spreadover it the cam
. Zigzag journeys in the White city. With visits to the neighboring metropolis . EGYPTIAN JUGGLER. THE FUNNIEST THING AT THE FAIR. 167 Pewter spoons, I guess, said I. And I just gave him that look that Ihad given Malachi. The churchyard was full of people, the dead and alive; for that matter,the dead are always there. The bell was ringing, and carriages were comingfrom all the neighboring farms. All eyes were bent upon me as I passedthrough the crowd and went up the church steps. I took my seat in the backpew where I usually sat, and put my feet on the warm foot-stove and spreadover it the camlet cloak like a tent, and looked up to the tall pulpit, the redcurtains, and sounding-board, and hour-glass. Elder Holmes alluded to me in the opening prayer, as one whom celestialcharity delighted to honor. After the prayer I looked up again and around,and I saw that all the eyes in the church were turned towards me. The Lord keep me humble ! prayed I. That prayer was answered. Surely it was. The text was a curious one — Where there is no vision, the people per-ish. Elder
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