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
We travelled on for some miles nearly in silence--I waiting all
the while for brother Murdock to make some remarks referring to our
inhospitable treatment, and the dialogue with the mistress of the
house. At last I broke silence. Said I, "Brother Murdock, how did
you feel to be talked to by that woman? I thought you bore it with
great patience, and I pitied you from my heart, or I never should
have had faith and courage to be thus healed and start my journey."
He replied that no such conversation had occurred between him
and the lady, nor had she uttered one word indicative of any such
inhospitable feeling.
"Well," said I, "I heard it articulated in plain English by some
two persons perfectly imitating her voice and yours; it was no
imagination, or raging delirium of a fever. I can swear I heard a
conversation to that effect for a length of time.
"If it was not the lady and yourself, then it was something from
an invisible world, which clearly revealed to me the spirit of our
hostess."
We reached the next house; I was a well man; found good
quarters, and we were kindly and hospitably entertained for some
days.
Pursuing our journey, we arrived at St. Louis, were kindly
received by some citizens of that place, and held meeting with
them. They conveyed us over the Mississippi free of charge, and we
continued our journey, preaching by the way. We arrived at length
at Vandalia, the then capital of Illinois. Here we were invited to
a hotel, where we sojourned free of charge, and preached to a good
audience in the Presbyterian meeting house. Next morning resuming
our journey, we crossed the Okah river on a bridge, but the bottoms
for two or three miles were overflowed to various depths, from six
inches to three or four feet, and frozen over, except in the main
channels, with a coat of ice, which we had to break by lifting our
feet to the surface at every step. This occupied some hours and
called into requisition our utmost strength, and sometimes we were
entirely covered with water. At length we got through in safety and
came to a house where we warmed and dried our clothes and took some
whiskey. Our legs and feet had lost all feeling, became benumbed,
and were dreadfully bruised and cut with the ice.
On the next day we had to cross a plain fifteen miles in length,
without a house, a tree, or any kind of shelter; a cold northwest
wind was blowing, and the ground covered with snow and ice. We had
made two or three miles into the plain when I was attacked with a
severe return of my old complaint, which had confined me so many
months in Jackson County, and from which I had recovered by a
miracle at the outset of this journey--I mean the fever and ague.
I travelled and shook, and shook and travelled, till I could
stand it no longer; I vomited severely several times, and finally
fell down on the snow, overwhelmed with fever, and became helpless
and nearly insensible. This was about seven or eight miles from the
nearest house.
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