During the winter of 1831, while in New hartford, Ct.
I passed through a severe fit of sickness course of
lung fever. In 1833, the day I was baptized into the church
of Jesus Christ of Latter day Saints; one of my horses, newly
caught ^sharp shod^, kicked my hat off my head and had he struck
2 inches lower, would probably have killed me instantly,
in 10 minutes afterwards while driving the same team
down a hill on a sleigh without any box the bottom
boards slipped forward under the roller and caught
the ground, turned end ways and fell on the horses'
backs, ^throwing me between^ between the horses, they ran to the bottom of the
hill dragging me by ^with^ the lines, head foremost with
the sleigh on top of me about 20 rods over a smooth
snow path, I escaped unharmed however, in the
midst of both dangers. In 1834 while traveling in
Zion's camp in Mo. a rifle was accidentally discharged
and the ball passed through 3 tents with about 12 men
in each, and lodged in a wagon axletree while a
man was standing behind it, it ^and^ injured no one
^it^ passed within a few inches of my breast, and many
others escaped as narrowly as myself: a few months
afterwards a musket heavily loaded with buckshot was accidentlally snapped
with the muzzle pointed at my breast within a few
few feet of me heavily loaded with buck shot, it
had a good flint and ^was^ well primed, but it missed fire
and my life was a gain preserved. In April 1839
in Rochester Ills. I was riding upon the running
gears of a wagon without a box, I was sitting upon
the forward axletree, the bolt came out, fastening
the copuling pole, which left the hind wheels, and
my weight on the forward bolster and tongue
turned the copuling pole, clear over onto the
horses backs, turned the stakes upside down

During the winter of 1831, while in New hartford, Ct. I passed through a severe course of lung fever. In 1833, the day I was baptized one of my horses, newly sharp shod, kicked my hat off my head and had he struck 2 inches lower, would probably have killed me instantly, in 10 minutes afterwards while driving the same team down a hill on a sleigh without any box the bottom boards slipped forward under the roller and caught the ground, turned end ways and fell on the horses' backs, throwing me between the horses, they ran to the bottom of the hill dragging me with the lines, head foremost with the sleigh on top of me about 20 rods over a smooth snow path, I escaped unharmed however, in the midst of both dangers. In 1834 while traveling in Zion's camp in Mo. a rifle was accidentally discharged and the ball passed through 3 tents with about 12 men in each, and lodged in a wagon axletree while a man was standing behind it, and injured no one it passed within a few inches of my breast, and many others escaped as narrowly as myself: a few months afterwards a musket heavily loaded with buckshot was accidentally snapped with the muzzle pointed at my breast within a few feet of me heavily loaded with buck shot, it had a good flint and was well primed, but it missed fire and my life was a gain preserved. In April 1839 in Rochester Ills. I was riding upon the running gears of a wagon without a box, sitting upon the forward axletree, the bolt came out, fastening the copuling pole, which left the hind wheels, and my weight on the forward bolster and tongue turned the copuling pole, clear over onto the horses backs, turned the stakes upside down