ELDER TAYLOR STRICKEN.

I had the chills and fever nearly every other day, which
made riding in a lumber wagon very distressing to me,
especially when I shook with the ague.

On the 24th of August, we rode to Terre Haute, and spent the night with Dr. Modisett. I suffered much with the
chills and fever.

Elder John Taylor up to this time had appeared to enjoy
excellent health, but the destroyer did not intend to make him
an exception to the rest of the Apostles. On the 28th of
August, he fell to the ground as though he had been knocked
down. He fainted away, but soon revived. On the following
day, however, the enemy made a powerful attack upon his
life. He fainted away several times, and it seemed as though
he would die. We stopped several hours with him at a house
by the wayside. We then took him into the wagon and drove
to Horace S. Eldredge's, and spent the remainder of the day
and night doctoring him.

In the morning Brother Taylor was so far recovered that he
thought he would be able to ride. So we started on our
journey on the morning of the 30th, and we traveled forty
miles, to Louisville, and spent the night with the family of Brother James Townsend.

We felt terribly shaken up, being in such a weak state.
Brother Townsend was away from home, but we were kindly
entertained by Sister Townsend.

In the morning, Elder Taylor, though very weak, felt dis-
posed to continue his journey. We traveled fourteen miles
to Germantown. He was quite sick at night, and the bilious
fever seemed to settle upon him. I was also very feeble
myself.

On the day following, September 1st, being Sunday, Brother
Taylor concluded to remain there for the day, and hold a
meeting.

It was a German settlement. He wished me to speak, and
I spoke upon the first principles of the gospel. He followed
me, and spoke until he was exhausted.

After we returned to the inn where we were stopping, I was
taken with a chill and fever, and had a very bad night.
Brother Taylor was also very sick.