Dec. 15th. I am reading "Zion's Watchman," published here 19 years ago. I administered to Brother Speight, who has the erysipelas again. This evening I went to hear Mrs. Stenhouse. She was half and hour late, with only 12 present. She said: "Ladies and Gentlemen, I do not feel that I can do justice to my subject with so few present and I really do not feel the spirit of lecturing. You can get your money at the door." I had been wishing her some discomfort, but did not expect it by an empty house and no lecture.
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