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         Christian Experience and Teachings of Ellen G. White
      
      
        of the door to carry the note to the printing office, I fainted. He came
      
      
        back and prayed for me. His prayer was answered, and I was relieved.
      
      
        The next morning, while at family prayer, I was taken off in vision
      
      
        and was instructed concerning these matters. I saw that my husband
      
      
        must not give up the paper, for Satan was trying to drive him to take
      
      
        just such a step, and was working through agents to do this. I was
      
      
        shown that we must continue to publish, and the Lord would sustain
      
      
        us.
      
      
        We soon received urgent invitations to hold conferences in differ-
      
      
        ent States, and decided to attend general gatherings at Boston, Mas-
      
      
        sachusetts; Rocky Hill, Connecticut; Camden and West Milton, New
      
      
        York. These were all meetings of labor, but very profitable to our
      
      
        scattered brethren.
      
      
        Removal To Saratoga Springs
      
      
        We tarried at Ballston Spa a number of weeks, until we became
      
      
        settled in regard to publishing at Saratoga Springs. Then we rented
      
      
        a house and sent for Brother and Sister Stephen Belden and Sister
      
      
        Bonfoey, who was then in Maine taking care of little Edson, and
      
      
        with borrowed household stuff began housekeeping. Here my hus-
      
      
        band published the second volume of the Advent Review and Sabbath
      
      
        Herald.
      
      
        Sister Annie Smith, who now sleeps in Jesus, came to live with us
      
      
        and assist in the work. Her help was needed. My husband expressed
      
      
        his feelings at this time in a letter to Brother Howland, dated Febru-
      
      
        ary 20, 1852, as follows: “We are unusually well, all but myself. I
      
      
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         cannot long endure the labors of traveling and the care of publishing.
      
      
        Wednesday night we worked until two o’clock in the morning, folding
      
      
        and wrapping No. 12 of the Review and Herald; then I retired and
      
      
        coughed till daylight. Pray for me. The cause is prospering gloriously.
      
      
        Perhaps the Lord will not have need of me longer, and will let me rest
      
      
        in the grave. I hope to be free from the paper. I have stood by it in
      
      
        extreme adversity; and now when its friends are many, I feel free to
      
      
        leave it, if someone can be found who will take it. I hope my way will
      
      
        be made clear. May the Lord direct.”