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scraping unto men in whom you have no
confidence. Be honest, open, and frank
in all your intercourse with mankind.

"I wish to say to the Twelve and all
the Saints, to profit by this important
key, that in all your trials, troubles,
temptations, afflictions, bonds, imprison-
ments and deaths, see to it that you do
not betray Jesus Christ, that you do not
betray the revelations of God, whether
in the Bible, Book of Mormon, or Doc-
trine and Covenants, or any of the
words of God.

"Yea, in all your troubles, see that
you do not this thing, lest innocent
blood be found upon your skirts, and ye
go down to hell.

"We may ever know by this sign that
there is danger of our being led to a fall
and apostasy when we give way to the
devil, so as to neglect the first known
duty; but whatever you do, do not be-
tray your friend."

The foregoing are some of the instruc-
tions given to the Twelve by the Prophet
Joseph, before they started upon their
missions.

Inasmuch as the devil had been in a
measure thwarted by the Twelve going
to Far West, and returning without
harm, it seemed as though the destroyer
was determined to make some other at-
tempt upon us to hinder us from per-
forming our missions; for it seemed that
as soon as any one of the Apostles began
to prepare for starting, he was smitten
with chills and fever or sickness of some
kind.

Nearly all of the quorum of the
Twelve or their families began to be
sick, so it still required the exercise of a
good deal of faith and perseverance to
start off on a mission.

On the 25th of July, for the first time
in my life, I was attacked with chills and
fever; and this I had every other day,
and, whenever attacked, I was laid pros-
trate.

My wife, Phoebe, was also soon taken
down with the chills and fever, as were
quite a number of the Twelve.

I passed thirteen days in Montrose
with my family, after I was taken sick,
before I started on my mission.

The 7th of August was the last day I
spent at home in Montrose, and although
sick with the chills and fever the most of
the day, I made what preparations I
could to start on the morrow on a mis-
sion of four thousand miles, to preach
the gospel to the nations of the earth,
and this, too, without purse or scrip,
with disease resting upon me, and a
stroke of fever and ague once every two
days.

Early upon the morning of the 8th of
August, I arose from my bed of sickness,
laid my hands upon the head of my
sick wife, Phoebe, and blessed her. I
then departed from the embrace of my
companion, and left her almost without
food or the necessaries of life.

She parted from me with the fortitude
that becomes a Saint, realizing the re-
sponsibilities of her companion. I quote
from my journal:

"Phoebe, farewell! Be of good cheer;
remember me in your prayers. I leave
these pages for your perusal when I am
gone. I shall see thy face again in the
flesh. I go to obey the commands of
Jesus Christ."

Although feeble, I walked to the
banks of the Mississippi river. There
President Young took me in a canoe
(having no other conveyance) and pad-
dled me across the river.

When we landed, I lay down on a
side of sole leather, by the post office,
to rest.

Brother Joseph, the Prophet of God,
came along and looked at me.

"Well, Brother Woodruff," said he,
"you have started upon your mission."

"Yes," said I, "but I feel and look
more like a subject for the dissecting
room than a missionary."

Joseph replied: "What did you say
that for? Get up, and go along; all
will be right with you!"

I name these incidents that the reader
may know how the brethren of the
Twelve Apostles started upon their mis-
sions to England, in 1839.

Elder John Taylor was going with me,
and we were the first two of the quorum
of the Twelve who started on their
mission.

Brother Taylor was about the only
man in the quorum that was not sick.

Soon a brother came along with a
wagon, and took us in. As we were
driving through the place, we came to
Parley P. Pratt, who was stripped to the
shirt and pants with his head and feet

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Column 1 scraping unto men in whom you have no confidence. Be honest, open, and frank in all your intercourse with mankind.

"I wish to say to the Twelve and all the Saints, to profit by this important key, that in all your trials, troubles, temptations, afflictions, bonds, imprisonments and deaths, see to it that you do not betray Jesus Christ, that you do not betray the revelations of God, whether in the Bible, Book of Mormon, or Doctrine and Covenants, or any of the words of God.

"Yea, in all your troubles, see that you do not this thing, lest innocent blood be found upon your skirts, and ye go down to hell.

"We may ever know by this sign that there is danger of our being led to a fall and apostasy when we give way to the devil, so as to neglect the first known duty; but whatever you do, do not betray your friend."

The foregoing are some of the instructions given to the Twelve by the Prophet Joseph, before they started upon their missions.

Inasmuch as the devil had been in a measure thwarted by the Twelve going to Far West, and returning without harm, it seemed as though the destroyer was determined to make some other attempt upon us to hinder us from performing our missions; for it seemed that as soon as any one of the Apostles began to prepare for starting, he was smitten with chills and fever or sickness of some kind.

Nearly all of the quorum of the Twelve or their families began to be sick, so it still required the exercise of a good deal of faith and perseverance to start off on a mission.

On the 25th of July, for the first time in my life, I was attacked with chills and fever; and this I had every other day, and, whenever attacked, I was laid prostrate.

My wife, Phoebe, was also soon taken down with the chills and fever, as were quite a number of the Twelve.

I passed thirteen days in Montrose with my family, after I was taken sick, before I started on my mission.

The 7th of August was the last day I spent at home in Montrose, and although sick with the chills and fever the most of the day, I made what preparations I

Column 2 could to start on the morrow on a mission of four thousand miles, to preach the gospel to the nations of the earth, and this, too, without purse or scrip, with disease resting upon me, and a stroke of fever and ague once every two days.

Early upon the morning of the 8th of August, I arose from my bed of sickness, laid my hands upon the head of my sick wife, Phoebe, and blessed her. I then departed from the embrace of my companion, and left her almost without food or the necessaries of life.

She parted from me with the fortitude that becomes a Saint, realizing the responsibilities of her companion. I quote from my journal:

"Phoebe, farewell! Be of good cheer; remember me in your prayers. I leave these pages for your perusal when I am gone. I shall see thy face again in the flesh. I go to obey the commands of Jesus Christ."

Although feeble, I walked to the banks of the Mississippi river. There President Young took me in a canoe (having no other conveyance) and paddled me across the river.

When we landed, I lay down on a side of sole leather, by the post office, to rest.

Brother Joseph, the Prophet of God, came along and looked at me.

"Well, Brother Woodruff," said he, "you have started upon your mission."

"Yes," said I, "but I feel and look more like a subject for the dissecting room than a missionary."

Joseph replied: "What did you say that for? Get up, and go along; all will be right with you!"

I name these incidents that the reader may know how the brethren of the Twelve Apostles started upon their missions to England, in 1839.

Elder John Taylor was going with me, and we were the first two of the quorum of the Twelve who started on their mission.

Brother Taylor was about the only man in the quorum that was not sick.

Soon a brother came along with a wagon, and took us in. As we were driving through the place, we came to Parley P. Pratt, who was stripped to the shirt and pants with his head and feet