"We are come, madam, to preach the gospel."
The words, almost identical with those of her dream. Giving her their names, he whose name was Eldredge explained to her that they traveled up from Sydney, and in all the hundred miles, they had found no one willing to give them food and shelter.
Mary bustled around and prepared dinner for her guests. When evening drew near, Brother Eldredge remarked,
"Mrs Chittenden, can you let us remain here over night?"
"Oh," said Mary, "I am afraid I have no place to put you!"
"Well you can let us sit up by your fireside, and that is better than lying on the ground as we have done lately!"
And then Mary assured them that she would do the best she could for them. So a bed was spread out on the floor of the sitting-room, and here the foot-sore Elders were glad to rest their bodies.
The principles and doctrines of these men fell deep into Mary's heart, and like her husband she felt they spoke the truths of heaven.
One evening in conversation with them, Mary told Brother Eldredge that she had seen him before in a dream. But, she added, you were accompanied by another man, not Mr. Graham.
"Ah well, that might have been. You may have seen Brother Fleming for he was coming with me, but Brother Farnham altered the appointments at the last moment!"