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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 57 |
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Show MANIFESTATION OF THE SPIRIT. 55 had done many times before. I knelt down, and earnestly asked Him to be merciful to me in my extremity, and save my life. I then became very sick at the stomach, and vomited freel3 r . Great thirst succeeded, and I soon exhausted the small supply of water in my canteen. This I soon ejected, when I became easy and lay down and slept until morning. Not knowing whether my brother would come or not, I con-tinued on my way to Los Vegas. I was lank and hungry, and if ever I felt the want of food it was then. About noon I saw my brother coming f o my relief. It was a welcome sight. Still farther west from the lead mine, there were two roads for about thirty miles. One of them was not usually traveled, but came into the main road. Some time before we were there, a company that had taken this by- road, had left wagons on it, and we were desirous of obtaining some of the iron. When my brother Oscar and I arrived at the lead mine, we concluded to leave the lead where it was, and go west on this unfrequented road, to a spring, twenty- five miles from the lead mine, and get the iron that was left there. On arriving at the spring we did not find as much iron as we expected, but we put what there was into the wagon. Before I went on this trip to Los Vegas and the Colorado River, my team, driven by my Indian boy, Albert, had gone with Brother Calvin Read to Lower California. They had been gone nearly three months. The morning after our arrival at the spring, when at prayer, the Spirit showed to me a company of our people, a few miles still farther west, on the by- road. I told my brother this, and that my team was with them, and my Indian boy was herding the animals on one side of the wagons near the spring. I proposed that we unload the iron and drive in that direc-tion. My brother objected, and said he had never heard of water in that direction short of twenty miles. |