I had some very bad, bad jobs to perform. I took Brother Bean and wife and talked to them very plainly. They did not rise up against it. I cried myself; could not help it. I told him he must not expect credentials for he would not get them. He has given that up now.—Letter 42, 1880, p 6. (To W. C. White, September 22, 1880.)
(9MR 267.1)