Lucy Mack Smith, History, 1845

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On returning from the office, they asked my what course it was best for them to pursue relative to . He told them that he considered it a matter with which Joseph ought to be made acquainted. Accordingly he sat out himself for ; and returned with Joseph the ensueing sunday. The weather was so extremely cold that they came near perishing before they arrived at home nevertheless as soon as Joseph made himself partialy comfortable, he went to the printing office, where he found employed as on the sunday previous
“How do you do ;” said Joseph “you seem hard at work
“How do you do Mr. Smith,” answered dryly Joseph examined his dogberry paper, and then said firmly; that Book, <​the Book of Mormon​> and the right of publishing it belongs to me; and I forbid you meddling with it any farther.
At this threw off his coat, rolled up his Sleeves, and came towards Joseph; smacking his fists together with vengeance, and roaring out, do you want to fight sir? do you want to fight? I will publish just what I please— now if you want to fight just come on
Joseph could not help smiling at his grotesque appearance; for his behaviour was too rediculous to excite indignation. “Now ,” said he, “you had better keep your coat on— it is cold, and I am not going to fight you— nevertheless, I assure you, sir; you have got to stop printing my Book; for I know my rights, and shall maintain them.” sir bawled out the
Sir, bawled out the wrathy gentleman if you think you are the best man, just pull off your coat and try it [p. 167]
sight.
On returning from the office, they asked my what course was best for them to pursue relative to . He told them that he considered it a matter with which Joseph ought to be made acquainted. Accordingly he sat out himself for ; and returned with Joseph the ensueing sunday. The weather was so extremely cold that they came near perishing before they arrived at home nevertheless as soon as Joseph made himself partialy comfortable, he went to the printing office, where he found employed as on the sunday previous
“How do you do ;” said Joseph “you seem hard at work
“How do you do Mr. Smith,” answered dryly Joseph examined his dogberry paper, and then said firmly; that Book, the Book of Mormon and the right of publishing it belongs to me; and I forbid you meddling with it any farther.
At this threw off his coat, rolled up his Sleeves, and came towards Joseph; smacking his fists together with vengeance, and roaring out, do you want to fight sir? do you want to fight? I will publish just what I please— now if you want to fight just come on
Joseph could not help smiling at his grotesque appearance; for his behaviour was too rediculous to excite indignation. “Now ,” said he, “you had better keep your coat on— it is cold, and I am not going to fight you— nevertheless, I assure you, sir; you have got to stop printing my Book; for I know my rights, and shall maintain them.”
Sir, bawled out the wrathy gentleman if you think you are the best man, just pull off your coat and try it [p. 167]
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