Lydia Knight's History / The First Book of the Noble Women's Lives

with seven little helpless children took up the burden of life. In and through her surged

made into a rude coffin. The day was excessively cold, and some of the brethren had their fingers and feet

s left of her husband, it seemed that the flavor of life had fled and left only dregs, bitte

ns, returned, and brought tidings of a revelation showing the order of the organization of the camp of the Saints, and also the joyful news

ny care except that which falls to every woman's share, prepare herself and family to return to Winter Quarters and from thence take a journey of a

on of this camp and people. You cannot fully comprehend it now; but the time will come when you shall know why I left you and our little ones. Therefore, dry up your tears. Be patient, I will go before you and p

there appeared three ravens. Turning again

her, and her spirits were revived a

he little camp was visited a g

the stock they could and gen

le incidents of camp life, and on every page the over-b

The camp was organized for traveling a

wagons drawn by three yoke of oxen, and driven by Sam

the assistance in their power. There is no kindness on earth more fre

sregarding President Young's counsel, who wished them to remain at a certain location two miles from the town. Those who were able, fitted up to go on to the valley with

nd her step-son, Samuel, on to the valley. Although she did so, she feared lest his mother's relatives might take t

the nine year old son, she raised plenty of vegetables throu

moved into the cabin, in which there were no doors nor windows and

into the cabin with much violence. Lydia told her daughter Sally to give her all the b

she said: "Sally, go to bed, it's no use doing any more unless some power beyond that which we possess is exercised

red up as well as she could, and asked Go

ow her to suffer any discomfort, and who loved her as tenderly as man could woman. But

y at his loss became unbearable and she cried out: "Oh Newel, why cou

fear not. I will still watch over you, and protect you in your present situation. You shal

crept over her, and seemed like the mil

she went immediately to sleep, and awoke in

she got up the next morning, although the child wa

ved across the river to Pottowattamie. This removal was caused by the jealousy of the Indians, who wishe

ttamie, as the Indians were troublesome, or apt to be so, at this

was given for all that could, to fit out and go with the President; those who could not, were to go to Po

s. She went over to Winter Quarters on the 30th of April, '48, to a

and it would be the cause of suffering for yourself and little ones to be in the valley unless you have plenty to last. You know, of course, we must raise our crops before we can expect to have anything, and there is nothing but seed crops in this Spring. Now sister, you will be m

t they and all they possessed should be upon the altar for the assistance of those to remove to the valley who

his coven

e replied: "Certainly, President

ome in Ponca Camp and prep

was thought best for Sister Knight to leave her teams and wagons on the west side, and some of the brethren assisted her

nd herself in Pottowattamie again

k. The sides were of logs, the back being the side of the hill against which it was built. This was one of the most miserable habi

she saw her little girl's head on the top of the water as she was floating down the stream. Dashing in she grasped the child, and, after some severe struggles, succeeded in reaching

ts, July 10th, 1848, shows the spirit of this quiet but energetic

was necessary for my salvation, and for this reason I now cling to it. * * * Contrary to my expectations when I last wrote, I have crossed the Missouri river. I have not yet been able to procure an outfit to take me to the valley, and I do not know when I can. It requires my whole time and attention to provide for the daily wants of myself and family. Yet amid my trials I am happy an