Heroines of "Mormondom": The Second Book of the Noble Women's Lives SeriesVarious
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Heroines of "Mormondom": The Second Book of the Noble Women's Lives Series
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Chittenden, Mary Dunster, 1818-; Latter Day Saint women; Latter Day Saints -- Biography; Smith, Mary Fielding, 1801-1852
"At eighteen years of age I was married to Warren Smith; we had plenty
of this world's goods and lived comfortable and happily together,
nothing of particular interest transpiring until Sidney Rigdon and
Orson Hyde came to our neighborhood preaching Campbellism. I was
converted and baptized by Sidney Rigdon; my husband did not like it,
yet gave his permission. I was at that time the mother of two children.
Soon after my conversion to the Campbellite faith, Simeon D. Carter
came preaching the everlasting gospel, and on the 1st day of April,
1831, he baptized me into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day
Saints, of which I have ever since been a member. My husband was
baptized shortly after and we were united in our faith.
"We sold out our property in Amherst and went to Kirtland, and bought
a place west of the Temple, on the Chagrin river, where we enjoyed
ourselves in the society of the Saints, but after the failure of the
Kirtland bank and other troubles in that place, in consequence of our
enemies, we lost all our property except enough to fit up teams, etc.,
to take us to Missouri. We started in the Spring of 1838, and bade
farewell to the land of our fathers and our home to go and dwell with
the Saints in what then seemed a far-off place.
"There were several families of us and we traveled on without much
difficulty until we came to Caldwell county, Missouri. One day as we
were going on as usual, minding our own business, we were stopped by a
mob of armed men, who told us if we went another step they would kill
us all. They commenced plundering, taking our guns from our wagons,
which we had brought, as we were going into a new country, and after
thus robbing us took us back five miles, placed a guard around us, and
kept us there in that way three days, and then let us go. We journeyed
on ten miles further, though our hearts were heavy and we knew not what
might happen next. Then we arrived at a little town of about eight or
ten houses, a grist and saw mill belonging to the Saints. We stopped
there to camp for the night. A little before sunset a mob of three
hundred armed men came upon us. Our brethren halloed for the women and
children to run for the woods, while they (the men) ran into an old
blacksmith shop.
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