November 25, 1838 ~ Sunday

Nov 25 Sunday we spent the day at the In[n] resting ourselves & beasts we have had several days of warm
plesent weather & good roads but this morning it snows some & is cold. Mrs Woodruff is quit[e] sick the
pain & fever is increasing in her head. we do not at all times know what lies before ^us^ Lord prepare her to
pass through all her trials I pray [FIGURE] I wrote a Letter to Brother Asahel H Woodruff in Terrehaute
it was the last letter I ever wrote to Brother Asahel & he did not obtain that for he was in Eternity
while I was pening those lines

November 26, 1838 ~ Monday

26 We travled to COLUMBUS the capitol of Ohio this is the first time I ever visited this place here we
came on to the National rode & rod 9 miles & put up for the night at the National Hotel 20

November 27, 1838 ~ Tuesday

27 Phebe is vary sick the jar of the waggon affects her head much & causes her to suffer. We rode [to] Jefferson here
we left the National road & travled to London to Charleston & spent the night 23

November 28, 1838 ~ Wednesday

28 Phebe spent a sick night I was fearful she would not be able to Journey But we started & travled to Charleston
& to Xenia a county seat we spent the night at the Hotel Phebe is vary sick & is failing 21

November 29, 1838 ~ Thursday

29 We travled to Dayton from thence we crossed the Miami river at the ford & put up for the night at the Inn of
E Weaver a villen he treated us Ill besides his wood & water was sca[r]ce & at the hi[gh]est place price {distance} 16 miles

November 30, 1838 ~ Friday

30 We travled to Andrew Clemen's & spent the night Phebe still grows week Brother Brown is also sick & we are all feeble
these are days of trial of to me I pray the Lord to assist us 14

December 1, 1838 ~ Saturday

Dec 1^st I lost my penknife at Mr Clemens the ownly pocket knife that I had used for about 3 years 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