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Means Not to think of Starting Under 3 or 4 weeks at least to go
Such a Journey I However On Saturday Made Up My Mind to
go Monday though Cept it Concealed least they would think I was
little Shattered Now as I had Made the Old Man a prommus I
would go Over there before I went I thought I would go and
Saddle My horse and go Over Now even Upon this they thought
I was too presumptious to ride a little Over A Mile However I
Went and got My hores and Saddled him Now Such feelings
Come On Me as I Never had I felt Not to go. I felt to put
On My Valeass and to go too the ford and Cross Over the Gaudaloop
River 8 leave for Grimes Co. Then Considering the Matter I
thought I had ben so Sick I was rather Inthusiastic and My Mind
had become week and I was homesick and had the bluze and hippo [?]
and Everry thing Else When I thought Of Crossing the river and
leving I felt fine with the exception Of being followed Up with this
train of thoughts first it is too late in the day then the Sun
was bout 4 hours high Second they will Now think I am Crazy
third Prommust the Old Man I Would go Over there and Visit a
little With them before I left Now with all of this trane of Idees
I gave Way to My feellings And Started for the Old Mans bout
Sunset I got there betwin Sundown and darke I found I was
rather Weeker than I thought I was Now Mr. Lindsley had Cam-
pany a Man from a distance Of 1o or 15 Miles after having lernt
I lived at Salt Lake Of Necesity Spiritual Matters became the Subject
for the Evning Now bout 9 O Clock there was One of the Most
Dreadful Noises I Ever herd broke loose rite at the South East Corner
of the House I Ever herd I think in all of My life Horns bells Cow
Belles and Som of the loudest Yelling I Ever herd dun and the door
was Soon incircled with a ring that they had formed being Some 25 or
thirty in number all painted Up as Black as a thunder Cloud Then
this dreadful Conglomerated Noize Seased And then a tall Strait
pirty form person Stept forward in profound Order And a Genteal
Manner as Spokesman Saying We are the princes of Belzibubb rite
from the dominion of Hell And we have come to See if Our friend is
here is he here O yes there is our friend we have at last found
you com now friend we must go we have a long Journey a head
we must go it is time we was off we must Go So then he Stepted
forward with a belt round him with pistles and Boway Knife On
them and was followed by 2 or three more Came rushing in The
Sircle however Still remained round the door and as these Chaps
Came rushing up the Old Man Lindsey Stepted forward Bold and
resilute being Old and Somewhat afflicted and Orddered them to Stay
Out of his house or they ware ded men they forsed themselves
along to take me from the bed Comming at the Same time Verry near
pushing the Old Man down Whare upon I Concluded to Gave my541
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