bare. He was hewing a log, preparing
to build a cabin.
He said: "Brother Woodruff, I have
no money, but I have an empty purse,
which I will give you." He brought it
to me, and I thanked him for it.
We went a few rods further, and met
Brother Heber C. Kimball, in the same
condition, also hewing a log, towards
building a cabin.
He said: "As Parley has given you a
purse, I have got a dollar I will give you
to put in it."
He gave me both a dollar and a bless-
ing.
We drove sixteen miles across a prairie,
and spent the night with a Brother Mer-
rill. The day following we rode ten
miles, to a Brother Perkins', and he took
us in his wagon to Macomb, and from
thence to Brother Don Carlos Smith's.
I rode four hours during the day over
a very rough road of stones and stumps,
lying on my back in the bottom of the
wagon, shaking with the ague, and I
suffered much.
We held a meeting in a grove near
Don Carlos Smith's, and here Elder Taylor baptized George Miller, who
afterwards was ordained a bishop.
At the meeting the Saints gave us nine
dollars, and George Miller gave us a
horse to help us on our journey.
I rode to Rochester with Father Col-
trin, where I had an interview with
several families of the Fox Island Saints,
whom I had brought up with me from
Fox Islands in 1838. I spent several
days with them and at Springfield, where
Elder Taylor published fifteen hundred
copies, in pamphlet form, of a brief
sketch of the persecutions and sufferings
of the Latter-day Saints, inflicted by the
inhabitants of Missouri.
We sold our horse, and in company
with Father Coltrin, Brother Taylor and
myself left Springfield, and continued
our journey.
I had the chills and fever nearly every
other day, which made riding in a lum-
ber wagon very distressing to me, es-
pecially when I shook with the ague.
On the , 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 , 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 , 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 disposed 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, ,
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 ex-
hausted.
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.
The following day, , was
a painful day to my feelings. It was
evident that Brother Taylor had a settled
fever upon him, and would not be able
to travel.
Father Coltrin was resolved to con-
tinue his journey, and, in conversing
with Brother Taylor, he thought it better
for one sick man to be left than for two,
as I was so sick with the chills and fever
that I was not able to render him any
assistance, nor, indeed, to take care of
AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF WILFORD WOODRUFF.
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bare. He was hewing a log, preparing
to build a cabin.
He said: "Brother Woodruff, I have
no money, but I have an empty purse,
which I will give you..' He brought it
to me, and I thanked him for it.
We went a few rods further, and met
Brother Heber C. Kimball, in the same
condition, also hewing a log, towards
building a cabin.
He said: "As Parley has given you a
purse, I have got a dollar I will give you
to put in it."
He gave me both a dollar and a blessing.
We drove sixteen miles across a prairie,
and spent the night with a Brother Merrill. The day following we rode ten
miles, to a Brother Perkins', and he took
us in his wagon to Macomb, and from
thence to Brother Don Carlos Smith's.
I rode four hours during the day over
a very rough road of stones and stumps,
lying on my back in the bottom of the
wagon, shaking with the ague, and I
suffered much.
We held a meeting in a grove near
Don Carlos Smith's, and here Elder
Taylor baptized George Miller, who
afterwards was ordained a bishop.
At the meeting the Saints gave us nine
dollars, and George Miller gave us a
horse to help us on our journey.
I rode to Rochester with Father Coltrin, where I had an interview with
several families of the Fox Island Saints,
whom I had brought up with me from
Fox Islands in 1838. I spent several
days with them and at Springfield, where
Elder Taylor published fifteen hundred
copies, in pamphlet form, of a brief
sketch of the persecutions and sufferings
of the Latter-dav Saints, inflicted by the
inhabitants of Missouri.
We sold our horse, and in company
with Father Coltrin, Brother Taylor and
myself left Springfield, and continued
our journey.
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 , 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
Column 2
the destroyer did not intend to make
him an exception to the rest of the
Apostles. On the , 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 , 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 disposed 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, ,
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.
The following day, , was
a painful day to my feelings. It was
evident that Brother Taylor had a settled
fever upon him, and would not be able
to travel.
Father Coltrin was resolved to continue his journey, and, in conversing
with Brother Taylor, he thought it better
for one sick man to be left than for two,
as I was so sick with the chills and fever
that I was not able to render him any
assistance, nor, indeed, to take care of