The Autobiography of Parley Parker Pratt: One of the Twelve Apostles of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, Embracing His Life, Ministry, and TravelsPratt, Parley P. (Parley Parker)
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The Autobiography of Parley Parker Pratt: One of the Twelve Apostles of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, Embracing His Life, Ministry, and Travels
Pratt, Parley P. (Parley Parker)
Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints -- Apostles -- Biography; Pratt, Parley P. (Parley Parker), 1807-1857
As soon as the prisoners drew near, they were hailed by their
friends, and conducted to the horses. They were breathless and
nearly ready to faint; but in a moment they were assisted to mount,
and a whip and the reins placed in their hands, while the only
words interchanged were--"Fly quickly, they are upon you!" "Which
way shall we go?" "Where you can; you are already nearly
surrounded." "But what will you do? They will kill you if they
cannot catch us." "We will take care of ourselves; fly, fly, I say,
instantly." These words were exchanged with the quickness of
thought, while we were mounting and reining our horses; in another
instant we were all separated from each other, and each one was
making the best shift he could for his own individual safety.
I had taken about the third jump with my horse when I
encountered a man rushing upon me with a rifle, and, taking aim at
my head, he said, "G--d d--n you, stop, or I'll shoot you." He was
then only a few paces from me, and others were rushing close in his
rear, but I turned my horse quickly in another direction, and
rushed with all speed into the thickest of the forest, followed for
some minutes by him and his dog; but I soon found myself alone,
while I could only hear the sound of distant voices, the rushing of
horsemen in every direction, with the barking of dogs. What had
become of my companions or our friends, I knew not. I rode on at
full speed for a mile or more, when the woods terminated, and no
alternative was left for me but to go either to the right or to the
left into one of the public highways where I would be every moment
exposed to my pursuers, or go over the fence and pass through the
open fields to the wilderness beyond, or, on the other hand, to
turn back into the heart of the forest, partly towards the town and
prison from whence I had escaped. As horses' feet and men's voices
were already heard along the highways which lay on each side of me,
I determined upon the latter. I, therefore, changed my course, took
my back track, and plunged into the depth of the forest. I then
dismounted, tied my horse in a thicket, walked some distance from
him and climbed a tree--intending to wait in this situation amid
the concealment of the thick foliage till the darkness of evening
would enable me to proceed with safety. Seating myself in one of
its forked branches, and placing my arms in two other similar
forks, I was supported from falling, although in a moment after I
had ceased my exertions I fainted away. In this situation I
remained for sometime, without the least power to change my
position or help myself; my breath was gone through over exertion,
and my mouth and throat parched with a burning thirst, my stomach
sickened, and as I began to breathe I was seized with vomiting, and
threw up nearly all the food which my stomach contained. I then
gradually recovered my strength till I could speak, when I began to
call on the Lord, saying, "O Lord, strengthen me this once, deliver
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