History, 1838–1856, volume D-1 [1 August 1842–1 July 1843]

  • Source Note
  • Historical Introduction
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<​August 23​> is one of them re[HC 5:124]maining; that this man was a faithful man in Israel; therefore his name shall never be forgotten. There is his son and whose names I record in the book of the Law of the Lord, with unspeakable—— delight, for they are my friends. There are a numerous host of faithful souls, whose names I could wish to record in the Book of the Law of the Lord, but time and chance would fail. I will mention therefore only a few of them as emblematical of those who are too numerous to be written. But there is one man I would mention namely , who is now a fellow—— wanderer with myself an exile from his home because of the murderous deeds and infernal fiendish disposition of the indefatigable and unrelenting hand of the Missourians. He is an innocent and a noble boy; may God Almighty deliver him from the hands of his pursuers. He was an innocent and a noble child, and my soul loves him, Let this be recorded for ever and ever. Let the blessings of Salvation and honor be his portion; But as I said before, so say I again while I remember the faithful few who are now living, I would—— remember also the faithful of my friends who are dead, for they are many; and many are the acts of kindness, and paternal and brotherly kindnesses which they have bestowed upon me. And since I have been hunted by the Missourians many are the scenes which have been called to my mind. Many thoughts have rolled through my head, and across my breast. I have remembered the scenes of my childhood; I have thought of my who is dead, who died by disease which was brought upon him through suffering by the hands of ruthless mobs. He was a great and a good man. The envy of knaves and fools was heaped upon him, and this was his lot and portion all the days of his life. He was of noble stature, and possessed a high, and holy, and exalted, and virtuous mind. His soul soared above all those mean and grovelling prin[HC 5:125]ciples that are so congenial to the human heart, I now say, that he never did a mean act that might be said was—— ungenerous in his life, to my knowledge. I loved my and his memory; and the memory of his noble deeds, rest with ponderous weight upon my mind; and many of his kind and parental words to me, are written on the tablet of my heart. Sacred to me are the thoughts which I cherish of the history of his life, that have been rolled through my mind, and has been implanted there, by my own observation since I was born. Sacred to me is his dust, and the spot where he is laid. Sacred to me is the tomb I have made to encircle o’er his head. let the memory of my eternally live. Let his soul, or the Spirit, my follies forgive. With him may I reign one day, in the mansions above; and tune up the Lyre of Anthems, of the eternal Jove. May the God that I love look down from above, and save me from my enemies here, and take me by the hand; that on Mount Zion I may stand and with my crown me eternally there. Words and language, are inadequate to express the gratitude that I owe to God for having given me so honorable a parentage. My also is one of the—— noblest, and the best of all women. May God grant to prolong her days and mine; that we may live to enjoy each others society long, yet in the enjoyment of liberty, and to breathe the free air. my oldest brother, I remember well the pangs of sorrow that swelled my youthful bosom and almost burst my tender heart, when [p. 1382]
August 23 is one of them re[HC 5:124]maining; that this man was a faithful man in Israel; therefore his name shall never be forgotten. There is his son and whose names I record in the book of the Law of the Lord, with unspeakable—— delight, for they are my friends. There are a numerous host of faithful souls, whose names I could wish to record in the Book of the Law of the Lord, but time and chance would fail. I will mention therefore only a few of them as emblematical of those who are too numerous to be written. But there is one man I would mention namely , who is now a fellow—— wanderer with myself an exile from his home because of the murderous deeds and infernal fiendish disposition of the indefatigable and unrelenting hand of the Missourians. He is an innocent and a noble boy; may God Almighty deliver him from the hands of his pursuers. He was an innocent and a noble child, and my soul loves him, Let this be recorded for ever and ever. Let the blessings of Salvation and honor be his portion; But as I said before, so say I again while I remember the faithful few who are now living, I would—— remember also the faithful of my friends who are dead, for they are many; and many are the acts of kindness, and paternal and brotherly kindnesses which they have bestowed upon me. And since I have been hunted by the Missourians many are the scenes which have been called to my mind. Many thoughts have rolled through my head, and across my breast. I have remembered the scenes of my childhood; I have thought of my who is dead, who died by disease which was brought upon him through suffering by the hands of ruthless mobs. He was a great and a good man. The envy of knaves and fools was heaped upon him, and this was his lot and portion all the days of his life. He was of noble stature, and possessed a high, and holy, and exalted, and virtuous mind. His soul soared above all those mean and grovelling prin[HC 5:125]ciples that are so congenial to the human heart, I now say, that he never did a mean act that might be said was—— ungenerous in his life, to my knowledge. I loved my and his memory; and the memory of his noble deeds, rest with ponderous weight upon my mind; and many of his kind and parental words to me, are written on the tablet of my heart. Sacred to me are the thoughts which I cherish of the history of his life, that have been rolled through my mind, and has been implanted there, by my own observation since I was born. Sacred to me is his dust, and the spot where he is laid. Sacred to me is the tomb I have made to encircle o’er his head. let the memory of my eternally live. Let his soul, or the Spirit, my follies forgive. With him may I reign one day, in the mansions above; and tune up the Lyre of Anthems, of the eternal Jove. May the God that I love look down from above, and save me from my enemies here, and take me by the hand; that on Mount Zion I may stand and with my crown me eternally there. Words and language, are inadequate to express the gratitude that I owe to God for having given me so honorable a parentage. My also is one of the—— noblest, and the best of all women. May God grant to prolong her days and mine; that we may live to enjoy each others society long, yet in the enjoyment of liberty, and to breathe the free air. my oldest brother, I remember well the pangs of sorrow that swelled my youthful bosom and almost burst my tender heart, when [p. 1382]
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