Forty Years Among the Indians: A true yet thrilling narrative of the author's experiences among the nativesJones, Daniel W. (Daniel Webster)
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Forty Years Among the Indians: A true yet thrilling narrative of the author's experiences among the natives
Jones, Daniel W. (Daniel Webster)
Frontier and pioneer life -- West (U.S.); Indians of North America; Latter Day Saint pioneers -- Biography
After this we had no more trouble. Many times I have thought I should
have shown our force openly to have deterred Williams, but he was such
a known bully and so conceited that I felt just like "taking him down a
notch," and this did it.
CHAPTER XIX.
Ample Food Supplies Arrive--I go to Salt Lake City--My report to
President Young--He approves it--I am accused of Stealing--My
vindication.
The wagons being sent out for the goods soon began to arrive.
Provisions were not in question now, as we had plenty. There was also
a big Y. X. company, Levi Stewart in charge, going down to stock the
road, and a company of Elders traveling with hand-carts came through
from Salt Lake City. It was about one week from the first arrival until
the last of these arrived.
President Young had sent me several letters containing instructions
of various kinds pertaining to my duties; but one particular letter
of definite instructions how to arrange many things, had not arrived.
I kept waiting for it, as there were many things to do that I had no
instructions about. I kept enquiring but no letter came. Finally all
were in. I asked some of the older and more experienced Elders what I
should do. Their answer was that they were also expecting instructions
and that they were more in need of counsel than able to give it.
There were over two hundred teams now on the ground, many of the owners
beginning to get impatient at the delay. I was at a loss what to do, so
I went out after night and asked the Lord to help me out. I told Him
I desired to do exactly what was best, but did not know a thing about
it, and made this proposition that I would take my clerk with me in
the morning, and when a question was asked me by any one what to do,
I would tell the clerk to write down just what first came to my mind.
And if that was right to please remove the spirit of oppression that I
was laboring under and allow me to go back to the fort and enjoy myself
with my friends. My mind was at once entirely relieved. I went and
passed a pleasant evening.
Next morning without saying anything about the lack of instructions we
commenced business. Soon some one asked whose teams were to be loaded
first, I dictated to my clerk. Thus we continued. As fast as the clerk
put them down, orders would be given, and we passed on to the next. We
continued this for four days. Everything that I felt to be my duty was
done. All the teams were loaded up, companies organized and started
back, men detailed to remain a while longer. Elders furnished flour,
and a great deal of business was done. A memorandum was kept of all
this.
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