But how were they to get home? Newel had received no remuneration for his year's labor on the temple, but he freely donated it to the cause of God.
One day as they were talking over this difficulty Lydia remarked, "If we only had the sum I gave to the Prophet when I first came in, we could fit ourselves out very comfortably."
"Why, did you give the Prophet some money? Well I'm sure I thank God that you were able to help him in his distress, and I have no fear but what God will remember us as you remembered His servant."
This faith was not in vain. The following day Joseph stepped in, and, after shaking hands, said,
"So, Newel, you are about to depart for your western home. Are you amply provided for? Are you not in rather straightened circumstances? I know how you have worked for nothing for the past year, and I know also that you will get your reward."
"Yes, Brother Joseph, we are rather cramped just now for means," replied Newel.
"Just so. Sister Lydia, I have not forgotten how generously you helped me when I was in trouble."
"Oh, Brother Joseph, I have never felt for one moment that you were under the slightest obligation to me; I was only too glad to be the humble instrument of your release from our enemies."
"All right, Sister Lydia. However, I shall remember you."
He then left the house, but returned again in a little while and placed in the hands of this worthy couple about double the sum Lydia had given him, telling them to fit themselves out, and go comfortably provided for to their new home.