delivered to the Saints is also ours, if we _live_ for it. [Footnote A: Elder Erastus Snow. He afterward married her to her husband, and blessed her children's children.] "'In the month of February, 1845, I left home, my native land and all the friends of my youthful days, and sailed in the ship, _Brooklyn_, for California. Before starting I visited my parents, then living in New Hampshire. I told them of my determination to follow God's people, who had already been notified to leave the United States, that our destination was the Pacific Coast, and we should take materials to plant a colony. "'When the hour came for parting, my father could not speak. My mother asked, 'When shall we see you again, my child?' I answered, '_When there is a railroad across the continent_.' God grant that prophecy may be fulfilled and her life be spared to see it. I _knew_ it would be there, even the 'highway cast up that the eagle's eye had never seen, nor the lion's foot had ever trod.' "'I turned my back on all once dear, for the memory of that voice was in my ears--'If you will leave father and mother, you shall have eternal life,' and selling my household treasures, wrapped my child in my cloak (for the weather was bitter cold) and started on my long journey around the Horn. "'Of all the unpleasant memories, not one half so bitter as that dreary six months' voyage in an emigrant ship. We were so closely crowded that the heat of the Tropics was terrible, but 'mid all our trials the object of our journey was never forgotten. The living faith was there and was often manifested. I remember well one dreadful storm during which we had to be hatched below, as the waves broke over the ship, and filled our staterooms.