Brother Mills.—"That makes no difference."
Elder Taylor.—"But I have no money to pay my expenses."
Brother Mills.—"I have plenty, and it is at your service."
Elder Taylor.—"That is very kind of you, but I object to getting into debt without the prospect of being able to pay."
Brother Mills.—"But you need not pay."
Elder Taylor.—"Well, if you'll clear me of all responsibility in the matter, and take the Lord for your paymaster, I'll go with you."
Brother Mills.—"Oh, I am quite willing to agree to that."
And so it was arranged right then that they would travel together to Far West. Before the day of their departure had come, the Saints sent to Elder Taylor plenty of supplies, flour, cakes and hams; and as it was the winter season, and such things would keep, they furnished him enough roasted geese, ducks, and other cooked provisions to last himself and several other families hundreds of miles on the journey. Others sent him money and clothing, so that he had an abundance of everything; and as Brother Mills had supplied the necessary conveyance for the journey, it would appear that he had not trusted in the Lord in vain.
They fitted up a covered sleigh for their families to ride in, while their goods were conveyed in wagons. In this way they traveled to Kirtland.