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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 82 |
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Show 80 DEATH OF MY SON DUANE. When the Moquis saw this food they thanked the Great Father that he had pitied us and sent us food. Prayer and thanksgiving was the daily custom in our company ; but to see these Indians who are looked upon as barbarians, so humble and childlike in their reverence to the Great Father, seems worthy of special notice. A man who came with Brother Fuller told me, after sup-per, that he had heard that one of my sons had been killed at Santa Clara, by the [ caving in of a bank of earth, and he thought it was Lyman. That night I had a dream 0r vision, in which I learned that it was Duane instead of Lyman, and I told the brethren so in the morning. Three days afterwards we arrived at the settlements on the Rio Virgin. The brethren in these settlements furnished us with fresh animals and an abundant supply of food. We found a wide difference between feasting and fasting. Soon after arriving home, Brother Wm. B. Maxwell and I took our three Moquis friends to Salt Lake City. The people on the way were very kind and hospitable. Arriving there, all possible pains were taken to instruct these men concerning our people, and to show them that which would gratify their curiosity, and increase their knowledge. They said they had been told that their forefathers had the arts of reading, writing, making books, etc. We took them to a Welshman who understood the ancient Welsh language. He said he could not detect anything in their language that would warrant a belief that they were of Welsh descent. As Lehi had promised his son Joseph that all his seed should not be destroyed it was the mind of the brethren who reflected upon this subject, that in the Moquis people this promise was fulfilled. |