Labors in the Vineyard: Twelfth Book of the Faith-Promoting Series. Designed for the Instruction and Encouragement of Young Latter-Day Saints.Various
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Labors in the Vineyard: Twelfth Book of the Faith-Promoting Series. Designed for the Instruction and Encouragement of Young Latter-Day Saints.
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Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints -- Missions
In my journal I find the following:
"November the 25th. For some considerable time past the inhabitants
of Weiningen have been lying against the Saints, and the spirit
of persecution has been increasing. The village minister has been
lecturing against the 'Mormons' and made the people worse. For the
last two or three days they have been threatening to put a stop to
'Mormonism,' and they commenced in the following manner:
"About eight o'clock this evening, while Bro. Henry Hug was gone
to baptize two persons, a crowd gathered around the house, railing
and swearing against us. They forced open the window shutters and,
at length, entered the outer entrance of the house where several of
the brethren had gone to speak to them. The mob would not listen,
but forced their way into the room, beating back the brethren; we
were trying, in the meantime, to prevent them. The mob being more
particularly in search of Elder Mayer or myself, gave a howl of
satisfaction when they perceived me. Bro. Mayer was not in the place
and several men instantly laid hold of me and soon dragged me to the
door. The brethren, seeing this, made another effort and succeeded
in rescuing me, when a general fight began as well as it could be
maintained by seven or eight persons against forty or fifty, that
being the number that could come into the apartment. At this stage
of the proceedings the small light that stood upon a table was
extinguished and we were in sudden darkness, which at once put an end
to hostilities. The thought had just passed through my mind that if
I could make my escape it would save the property in the house from
destruction, and the people from this riotous mob. As soon as we were
in darkness Sister Ragela Hug whispered to me to follow her; I did
so and, by some crowding and caution, we reached the hall doorway,
when a man got hold of me by the hair. I quickly gave him a dig in
the stomach with my elbow which as quickly caused him to let go his
hold; but he gave the alarm. It was, however, too late: we had gained
the back room, which we entered and bolted the door inside. I had but
time to unfasten a window and leap from it to the ground before the
crowd issued from the doors, both in the front and back of the house.
I ran a short distance, then stood and listened, but, hearing no one
pursuing, I went into the orchard and drew near the house again, as
I wished to know whether the mob had left the house, for if they had
I expected the Saints would be safe from further trouble. When near
enough I heard the men searching for me in the out houses; so I turned
and walked into Zurich, which place I reached about 2 o'clock in the
morning, my body bruised, my head uncovered and my clothes very much
torn. I went to Elder Baer's house and was soon admitted, had some
refreshments and went to bed and slept soundly.
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