Lucy Mack Smith, History, 1844–1845

  • Source Note
  • Historical Introduction
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My Mother attended me day and night I grew so weak that I could not bear the noise of a foot fall except in stocking foot nor a words to be spoken in the room except in whispers one Mr Murksly Methodist exhorter heard of my afflictions and came to visit me when he came to the <​door​> he knocked at the door in his usual manner not knowing that I was so very weak <​&​> that the the noise would disturb me, This knocking agitated me so much that it was some time before my nerves were settled again The My Mother stepped to the door and motioned him to a chair informing him of my weakness in whisper he seated himself and for a long time seemed pondering in his mind something he wished to say I thought to myself he will ask me if I am prepared to die I dreaded to have <​him​> speak to me for said I to myself I am not prepared to die for I do not know the ways of christ and it seemed to me as though there was a dark and lonely chasm between myself and Christ that I dare not attempt to cross then I thought as I stra[i]ned my eyes towards the light (which I knew lay just beyond the Gloomy vale before me) that I could discover a <​faint​> glimmer of the light Mr M then left— and my came to my bed and caught my hand and exclaimed as as well as he could amid sobs and tears <​Oh!​> ! My Wife! My wife! you must die the doctors have all given you up they <​and​> all say you cannot live I looked to the lord and begged and plead with the Lord that he would spare my life that I might bring up my children and comfort the heart of my , thus I lay all night my <​mind​> at one moment <​Time​> slowly raising gradually borne away to Heaven above all hight then [p. [3], bk. 2]
My Mother attended me day and night I grew so weak that I could not bear the noise of a foot fall except in stocking foot nor a word to be spoken in the room except in whispers one Mr Murksly Methodist exhorter heard of my afflictions and came to visit me when he came to the door he knocked in his usual manner not knowing that I was so very weak & that the noise would disturb me, This knocking agitated me so much that it was some time before my nerves were settled again My Mother stepped to the door and motioned him to a chair informing him of my weakness in whisper he seated himself and for a long time seemed pondering in his mind something he wished to say I thought to myself he will ask me if I am prepared to die I dreaded to have him speak to me for said I to myself I am not prepared to die for I do not know the ways of christ and it seemed to me as though there was a dark and lonely chasm between myself and Christ that I dare not attempt to cross I thought as I strained my eyes towards the light (which I knew lay just beyond the Gloomy vale before me) that I could discover a faint glimmer Mr M then left— and my came to my bed and caught my hand and exclaimed as well as he could amid sobs and tears Oh! ! My Wife! ! you must die the doctors have all given you up and all say you cannot live I looked to the lord and begged and plead with the Lord that he would spare my life that I might bring up my children and comfort the heart of my , thus I lay all night my mind at one Time raising gradually borne away to Heaven above all hight then [p. [3], bk. 2]
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