LEAVES FROM MY JOURNAL.
ing day we continued our journey. We pitched our tents at
night and had prayers night and morning. The told
us every day what we should do.
We were nearly all young men, gathered from all parts of
the country, and strangers to each other; but we got acquainted
very soon, and had a happy time together.
It was a great school for us to be led by a Prophet of God
thousand miles, through cities, towns, villages, and through
the wilderness.
When persons stood by to count us they could not tell how
many we numbered; some said five hundred, others one
thousand.
Many were astonished as we passed through their towns.
One lady ran to her door, pushed her spectacles to the top of
her head, raised her hands, and exclaimed; "What under
heavens has broken loose?" She stood in that position the
last I saw of her.
The published history of gives an account of
the bones of a man which we dug out of a mound. His name
was . The Lord showed the Prophet the history of the
man in a vision. The arrow, by which he was killed, was
found among his bones. One of his thigh bones was broken
by a stone slung in battle. The bone was put into my wagon,
and I carried it to , Missouri, and buried it in the
earth.
The Lord delivered Israel in the days of by divid-
ing the , so they went over dry shod. When their
enemies tried to do the same, the water closed upon them and
they were drowned. The Lord delivered Zion's Camp from
their enemies on the 19th of June, 1834, by piling up the
waters in forty feet in one night, so our ene-
mies could not cross. He also sent a great hail-storm which
broke them up and sent them seeking for shelter.
The camp of Zion arrived at Brother , in Clay County,
Missouri, on the 24th of June, 1834, and we pitched our tents
on the premises. He told some of the brethren of my com-
pany that he had a spare room that some of us might occupy
if we would clean it. Our company accepted the offer, and,
fearing some other company would get it first, left all other
