From Jame Holt’s autobiography:
Soon after my arrival in Nauvoo, my only horse took sick, and hearing of a horse doctor close by, I went to see him. He said if I would give him half what the horse was worth after he was cured, and if I would get the medicine, he would undertake to cure him. I asked him how much medicine it would take and he said it would take about ten dollars’ worth. I asked him how much he would give me for the horse now, as he was. He said he would not give me one dollar. Well, said I, “I would surely be a fool to spend ten dollars for a horse that is not worth one dollar.”
That night I asked the Lord to cure my horse, and if he would do so I would sell it and give half the proceeds to the Church for the building up of His Zion upon the earth. Next morning the horse was well, I went forth and sold him for two hundred bushels of corn and gave one hundred bushels to the Church.