Jacob Hamblin: A Narrative of His Personal Experience as a Frontiersman, Missionary to the Indians and Explorer, Disclosing Interpositions of Providence, Severe Privations, Perilous Situations and Remarkable Escapes: Fifth Book of the Faith-Promoting Series, Designed for the Instruction and Encouragement of Young Latter-day SaintsHamblin, Jacob
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Jacob Hamblin: A Narrative of His Personal Experience as a Frontiersman, Missionary to the Indians and Explorer, Disclosing Interpositions of Providence, Severe Privations, Perilous Situations and Remarkable Escapes: Fifth Book of the Faith-Promoting Series, Designed for the Instruction and Encouragement of Young Latter-day Saints
Hamblin, Jacob
Frontier and pioneer life -- Utah; Hamblin, Jacob, 1819-1886; Indians of North America -- Utah; Latter Day Saint churches -- Utah
About the 1st of December, President Young desired me to take a small
company, and look out a route for a wagon road from Pierce's Ferry,
south of St. George, to Sunset on the Little Colorado; "for," said he,
"our people will want all the choice places where there is water and
grass."
Brothers Wilford Halliday from Kanab, Joseph Crosby, Calvin Kelsey,
Samuel Alger and Hyrum Williams from St. George, accompanied me.
We left St. George the 13th of December, 1876. We took a route to the
ferry a little east of our former one, in order to strike the new
crossing of the Colorado, five miles above the old one.
We remained at the river two days, and assisted Brother Harrison Pierce
to construct a skiff, with which we conveyed our luggage across; but we
forded our animals. After crossing the river, we still took a course
east of our former one and the first day arrived in Wallipie Valley, an
unknown country to me.
We camped on the north side of the valley under a bluff, where we found
a seep of water, or wet ground. We dug a little and found sufficient
water for our use.
The finding of this water was entirely providential, as none of us
were acquainted with the country, and we had no guide. It fulfilled a
promise made to us by President Young when we left St. George, that
when thirsty we should find water where we did not expect it.
In the morning we took with us what water we could. We traveled a
south-easterly direction, and, as fast as was practicable. At night we
made a dry camp, and guarded our animals. The next day we pursued the
same course as the day before.
During the long, weary day's travel, the brethren asked when I thought
we would get water again. I told them they knew as much about the water
as I did, on the course we were going, but we were going the course
President Young had told me to take, and I felt impressed that we would
get water that night.
We slowly wore away the miles, until, nearing the foothills of a
mountain peak, our hopes ran high on discovering signs of stock. Two or
three miles farther, as we turned around the point of a hill, we came
to a house and corral. We found the place occupied by a Mr. Stevenson.
He told us to turn our animals into his yard, and that there was a pump
and good water.
It was a mining camp, and water had been obtained by digging. From Mr.
Stevenson I obtained information of the watering places between there
and the part of the country I had before traveled over. This relieved
us from any anxiety about water.
The day we left Mr. Stevenson's we came to an old road which had not
been used for some time, but it could be followed. This led us to our
settlements on the Little Colorado.
Arriving there, we found the Saints feeling well. I was much pleased
to see my daughter Louise. One is likely to appreciate friends and
relatives when found by traveling in the desert.
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