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Dec 1, 1838

Journal Entry

December 01, 1838 ~ Saturday

Dec 1st I lost my penknife at Mr Clemens the ownly pocket knife that I had used for about 3 yiears it was a present
from Elder Benjamin Clapp. This is the first day of winter the weather is plesent But O the winter of sorrow trying
to roll over my soul our whole company is much afflicted. We pased Br Thomas by the way side mending his waggon that
had broke down Brother Townsend is quite sick I had not passed this afflicted company but few miles before I was
called to stop my horses for the purpose to all appearance to Behold my wife my companion give up the [FIGURE] GHOST to
breathe her last while lying in the waggon in the midst of the street, but while two of our sister were standing
around her bedside to behold the scene the Lord was vary merciful & notwithstand[ing] to all human appearance her breath
had left her body it again returned & she began to revive I then drove the horses a few rods further & put up for the
night at an inn in Eaton I spent the night taking care of Phebe & the babe O I pray the Lord to spare the life of my wife 10 miles

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2 mentions
Host
Clapp, Benjamin Lynn
19 Aug 1814 - 21 Oct 1865
141 mentions
1835 Southern Convert
Townsend, James Foss
20 Feb 1808 - 2 Apr 1886
91 mentions
Thomas, Nathaniel
abt. 1803-1844
73 mentions
Maine Mission
Woodruff, Phebe Whittemore Carter
8 Mar 1807 - 10 Nov 1885
1582 mentions
Family
Woodruff, Sarah Emma
14 Jul 1838 - 17 Jul 1840
165 mentions
Family

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Eaton, Preble County, Ohio

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Autobiography 1882 Leaves from My Journal

The was a trying day to my soul. My wife continued to fail, and in the afternoon, about 4 o'clock, she appeared to be struck with death. I stopped my team, and it seemed as though she would breath her last lying in the wagon. Two of the sisters sat beside her, to see if they could do anything for her in her last moments. I stood upon the ground, in deep affliction, and meditated. I cried unto the Lord, and prayed that she might live and not be taken from me. I claimed the promises the Lord had made unto me through the prophets and patriarchs, and soon

Daybook (3 October 1838 - 4 March 1839)

Dec 1st ^I lost my penknife at Andrew Clemmets present from Clapp^ This is the first day of winter the wether is plesent But O the Winter of

Daybook (3 October 1838 - 4 March 1839)

of sorrow begins to roll oe'r my soul Our whole company is much afflicted we passed Brother Thomas by the way side mending his waggon that had broke down & Brother Townsend was quite sick I had not passed this afflicted company but two miles before I was called to stop my horses for the purpose, to all appearance, to behold my wife my companion give up the ghost to brea- the her last while lying in the waggon in the midst of the street but while our two sisters stood round her bedside to behold the scene God was vary mer ciful & she again revived. I drove the waggon a few rods further & put up for the night at an In in Eaton I spent the night taking care of Phebe & the babe it was a sorrowful night

Daybook (3 October 1838 - 4 March 1839)

to my soul O I pray God to spare the life of my wife 10 mile

Autobiography Volume 1 circa 1842-1865

It was and as we journeyed

Autobiography 1883 Tullidge's Quarterly Magazine

The was a trying day to my soul. My wife continued to fail, and in the afternoon, about four o'clock, she appeared to be struck with death. I stopped my team, and it seemed as though she would breath her last lying in the wagon. Two of the sisters sat beside her, to see if they could do anything for her in her last moments. 1 stood upon the ground, in deep af- fliction, and meditated. I cried unto the Lord, and prayed that she might live and not be taken from me. I claimed the promises the Lord had made unto me through the prophets and patriarchs, and soon her spirit revived, and I drove a short distance to a tavern, and got her into a room and worked over her and her babe all night, and prayed to the Lord to preserve her life. In the morning the circumstances were such that I was under the necessity of removing my wife from the inn, as there was so much noise and confusion at the place that she could not endure it. I carried her out to her bed in the wagon and drove two miles, when I alighted at a house and carried my wife and her bed into it, with a determination to tarry there until she recovered her health or or passed away. This was on Sunday

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Dec 1, 1838