"Blessed be the day! Come over into my garden." We gladly accepted the invitation, and I must confess, if there ever could be any hope of conversion it was just about the time we stood in Brother Heber's fine orchard eating pears and apricots between exhortations, and having sound doctrine poked down our throats with gooseberries as big as plums. . .
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