the end. When she looked at the situ-
ation of her husband and child she said:
"Yes, I will do it."

At the moment that decision was
made the power of faith rested upon me,
and when I administered unto her, her
spirit entered her tabernacle, and she
saw the messengers carry the coffin out
of the door.

On the morning of the 6th of Decem-
ber, the Spirit said to me, "Arise and
continue thy journey," and through the
mercy of God my wife was enabled to
arise and dress herself, and walked to the
wagon, and we went on our way re-
joicing.

On the night of the 11th I stopped
for the night at an inn, the weather be-
ing very cold. I there learned of the
sudden death of my brother, Asahel H.
Woodruff, a merchant of Terre Haute,
Indiana.

I had anticipated a joyful meeting
with this brother on the following day.
Instead of this, I only had the privilege
of visiting his grave, in company with
my wife, and examining a little into his
business.

I was offered the position of admin-
istrator of his affairs, but I was leading
a company of Saints to Zion, and could
not stop to attend to his temporal busi-
ness. Strangers settled his affairs and
took possession of his property. His
relatives obtained nothing from his effects
but a few trifling mementos.

I left this place and crossed into
Illinois on the 13th of December, and
arrived at Rochester on the 19th, and,
getting information of the severe perse-
cutions of the Saints in Missouri, and
the unsettled state of the Church at that
time, we concluded to stop at Rochester
and spend the winter.

Thus ended my journey of two months
and sixteen days, leading the Fox Island
Saints to the west, through all the perils
of a journey of nearly two thousand
miles, in the midst of sickness and great
severity of weather.

I took my family in the spring and
removed to Quincy, Illinois, where I
could mingle with my brethren, and I
felt to praise God for His protecting care
over me and my family in all our
afflictions.

TO BE CONTINUED.

Column 1 the end. When she looked at the situation of her husband and child she said: "Yes, I will do it."

At the moment that decision was made the power of faith rested upon me, and when I administered unto her, her spirit entered her tabernacle, and she saw the messengers carry the coffin out of the door.

On the morning of the 6th of December, the Spirit said to me, "Arise and continue thy journey," and through the mercy of God my wife was enabled to arise and dress herself, and walked to the wagon, and we went on our way rejoicing.

On the night of the 11th I stopped for the night at an inn, the weather being very cold. I there learned of the sudden death of my brother, Asahel H. Woodruff, a merchant of Terre Haute, Indiana.

I had anticipated a joyful meeting with this brother on the following day. Instead of this, I only had the privilege of visiting his grave, in company with my wife, and examining a little into his business.

I was offered the position of admin-

Column 2 istrator of his affairs, but I was leading a company of Saints to Zion, and could not stop to attend to his temporal business. Strangers settled his affairs and took possession of his property. His relatives obtained nothing from his effects but a few trifling mementos.

I left this place and crossed into Illinois on the 13th of December, and arrived at Rochester on the 19th, and, getting information of the severe persecutions of the Saints in Missouri, and the unsettled state of the Church at that time, we concluded to stop at Rochester and spend the winter.

Thus ended my journey of two months and sixteen days, leading the Fox Island Saints to the west, through all the perils of a journey of nearly two thousand miles, in the midst of sickness and great severity of weather.

I took my family in the spring and removed to Quincy, Illinois, where I could mingle with my brethren, and I felt to praise God for His protecting care over me and my family in all our afflictions.

TO BE CONTINUED.