With footsteps faint and weary, I have threaded the darksome street, I have entered the lowly dwelling, Asking for a crust to eat. I have walked from eve till morning, Facing a pelting storm, Earnestly seeking to gather the sheep Into the Master's barn. I have folded home to my bosom, The tender, trembling lamb. I have carried on my shoulder, The weak and helpless dam. I have cried with a voice of kindness To the wayward, heedless throng; I have checked the dogs that in blindness Were worrying the wild and strong. I have left my home and loved ones-- The mother who gave me birth-- And wandered, weak and lonely, Half way round the earth. From Hawaii's shore to London, My voice by night and day, Has called, as a shepherd's warning To the sheep that had gone astray. I have used my strength and substance, I have given the little I had, Ever willing to lend a hand To the sinning, and the sad. And though my strength is failing, And I often stumble and fall, Yet would I hunt the desert again, At the blessed Savior's call. For I have seen the prints of His feet, When the spirit rested on me; And when the sheep are gathered, I trust, In the Master's fold to be. Chapter 28. In Memory of My Wife, Albina.--"By Their Fruits Ye Shall Know Them." In 1858, when I was returning from my first mission to the Sandwich Islands, I met in San Francisco, Lorenzo Sawyer, the attorney-general of the state of California. He was my cousin on my mother's side. At that time the Mormon people were under a cloud of displeasure from the people and government of the United States. Acting upon misrepresentation, and without investigation, President Buchanan had sent an army of two thousand five hundred men under General Albert S. Johnston, to put down the alleged Mormon rebellion in Utah, as already narrated elsewhere in this journal. My cousin, seemingly wishing to snatch me from the doom overshadowing my people, made me this offer: "If you will stay here, I will put you into the best school in the state of California for three years, then take you into the office with me, a year, and let you study law. Then I will give you a thousand dollars in gold, for you to commence life with." That was the most liberal offer that ever came to me. I desired an education, but I loved my people more than I loved myself. I said to my cousin, "You do not know the Mormon people. You believe them rebellious and disloyal to our government. It is not so. The reports put in circulation against them are false. I thank you for your kind offer, but decline it."