[Heber J. Grant]
I told my wife Augusta last night that I felt to bow to the blow that had come to me in the death of my only son, but I would indeed be a thankful man if the Lord would show to me that I was not in a position of being under His disfavor, and today while brother Roberts was overcome by his feelings and had promised to make all the restitution that it was within his power to make it came over me with such force that I bowed my head and silently wept, that I had been the chief instrument in the hands of the Lord in getting brother Roberts to stop just as he was on the point of ruin eternally, and it seemed to me that I could not have asked for any greater evidence of the approval of the Lord of me and my labors than to see such fruits of what He had allowed me to assist in bringing about.
[Heber J. Grant, Diary]