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Jacob Hamblin, a narrative of his personal experience, as a frontiersman, missionary to the Indians and explorer, [microform] disclosing interpositions of Providence, severe privations, perilous situations and remarkable escapes. Fifth book of the faith-p - Page 41 |
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Show THREATENED BY AN INDIAN. 39 and called on others to follow him. Some did so, and before leaving, burned a log store house which they had filled with supplies. The angry man's name was Ag- ara- poots. The chief of the band came to me and said, " Old Ag- ara-poots will never be satisfied until he has killed you or some one who is with you. You know that he has killed two Piutes since you came here. The Piutes are all afraid of him. I am going away." I asked him if he would not go to Ag- ara- poots with me. " No;" he replied, " he thinks that you let his boy die, and he will never be satisfied until he has blood. There are many with him, and you must not go where he is." As I felt like seeing him, I invited all the missionary brethren, one by one, to go with me, but they all refused except Brother Thales Haskell. One of the brethren remarked that he would as soon go into a den of grizzly bears. When I went to the house of Brother Haskell and opened the door, he said, " I know what you want. You wish me to go with you to see Ag- ara- poots. I am just the man you want." The difference between me and my brethren in this instance did not arise from superior personal courage in myself, but in the fact that I have mentioned before : that I had received from the Lord an assurance that I should never fall by the hands of the Indians, if I did not thirst for their blood. That assurance has been, and is still with me, in all my inter-course with them. Brother Haskell seemed inspired to go with me on this occasion. We started in the morning, and followed the trail of Ag- ara- poots until afternoon, when we found him and his band. His face was blackened, and he sat with his head down, apparently in rather a surly mood. I told him I had heard that he intended to kill me the first opportunity. Said he : " Who told you that I wanted to kill you?" I answered that the Piutes had told me so. He declared that it was a lie ; but he had been mad and was mad then, because I had let his boy die. |