Autobiography 1882 Leaves from My Journal
On the I preached at Brother Camp's
and baptized three. On the day following, it being Sunday,
I preached again at Brother Clapp's, and baptized five. At
the close of the meeting I mounted my horse to ride to Clark's
River, in company with Seth Utley, four other brethren and
two sisters. The distance was twenty miles.
We came to a stream, which was so swollen by rains, that
we could not cross without swimming our horses. To swim
would not be safe for the females, so we went up the stream
to find a ford. In the attempt we were overtaken by a severe
storm of wind and rain, and lost our way in the darkness, and
wandered through creeks and mud. But the Lord does not
forsake His Saints in any of their troubles. While we were
in the woods suffering under the blast of the storm, groping
like the blind for the wall, a bright light suddenly shone
around us, and revealed to us our dangerous situation on the
edge of a gulf. The light continued with us until we found
the road; we then went on our way rejoicing, though the
darkness returned and the rain continued.
We reached Brother Henry Thomas' in safety about nine
o'clock at night, having been five hours in the storm and
forded streams many times. None of us felt to complain,
but were thankful to God for His preserving care.
On the following day I preached in Damon Creek and
organized a branch called the Damon Creek Branch, and
ordained Daniel Thomas a Teacher.
