My thoughts turn to the day when we entered this valley, when I drove President Young in my carriage, he lying upon a bed of sickness. We camped here on the east of the Knuts- ford. We spent one night there. Presi- dent Young slept in his bed in my wagon one night after entering this barren desert, and he was quite a sick man. He said to me in the morn- ing. “Brother Woodruff, I want to take a walk.” “All right,” said I. A number of the Twelve Apostles were there and they got together. He commenced to walk from our encamp- ment across this barren desert, this sage plain without any guide to mark anything appertaining to the future of the children of men in this land. Presi- dent Young was quite feeble. He wore his little green cloak upon his shoulders and he walked slowly along. As we advanced from below on to the rising ground we came to a certain spot where he stopped very suddenly. He took his cane, which had a spike in the end of it, and stuck it down into the ground, and said, “Here shall stand the Temple of our God.” It went through me like lightning. I did not insult him, the Prophet of God, by ask- ing him who told him so. What was there here to encourage the Prophet of God to make a remark of that kind? What had he to trust to build a Temple here that would cost four mil- lions of dollars? Instead of having around him a hundred thousand work- ing men with millions of money in hand, he had one hundred and forty men. We were sore and tired and weary, without any money in our pockets, and still the Prophet of God sticks his cane into the ground and says, “Here shall stand the Temple of our God.” I asked him to stop there till I could break a piece of sage brush or something that I could drive down into the place. I did nothing else un- til I put a stake in that spot that he marked with his cane, and then we went on about our business. But when I listened to his words that first night that we spent in this barren desert, and then he told us here was going to stand the Temple of our God, I knew that man spoke by the Spirit of Al- mighty God. I knew it from the Spir- it that was resting upon me. I was satisfied it would all be fulfilled.

when the Spirit of God tells a man to do anything he ought to do it, and then the blessings of God will be with him. It has been so with me in my labors. I have endeavored to do what the Lord has told me. I want our Elders, our young men that are going on mis- sions, to learn this principle while they are young. Learn to get the spirit of revelation. You know what is right and what is wrong, and the Spirit of God will educate our young men in these principles and they will become mighty men in the hands of God if they will but carry this out. This is a principle that I feel we ought to teach and practice. We should study constantly to know what the mind and will of God is concerning us, and when we do that there will be no di- vision among us, but we shall all be of one heart and one mind.

I want to bear my testimony upon another subject. I am the only man living in the flesh that received endowments under the hands of the Prophet Joseph Smith. I am the only man in the flesh that was with the Twelve Apostles when he turned over the kingdom of God to them and laid upon them the com- mandment to bear off this kingdom. He stood for some three hours in a room delivering to us his last lec- ture. The room was filled as with consuming fire. His face was as clear as amber; his words were like vivid lightning to us. They penetrated every part of our bodies from the crown of our head to the soles of our feet. He said, “Brethren, the Lord Almighty has sealed upon my head every Priest- hood, every key, every power, every principle that belongs to the last dis- pensation of the fulness of times, and to the building up of the kingdom of God. I have sealed upon your heads all those principles, Priesthood, apostle- ship, and keys of the kingdom of God, and now you have got to round up your shoulders and bear off this king- dom or you will be damned.” I do not forget those words—I never shall while I live. That was the last speech he ever made in the flesh. Soon after- ward he was martyred and called home to glory.