
" We remained there until the middle of the summer, then crossed the Des Moines
River at Bonaparte Mills, traveling westward ten or twelve miles where there was
quite a camp of moving Saints, where we stopped several weeks. A man from
Keosauqua on the Des Moines River, about twenty miles from the camp, came and
wanted an experienced nurse to attend his wife, who was sick. Mother went and
took care of the sick woman for two weeks. I was then taken sick with fever and
ague[9] and continued to grow worse ‘til little hopes of my recovery was
entertained. I was in this condition when Brother Joseph Young, of the
Seventies, came along and stopped with us to get dinner at noon. When I heard he
was there I asked if someone would go and ask him to come and lay hands on me,
but they said it would do no good, but I insisted and he came and administered
to me and immediately I wanted something to eat, the first for nearly a week and
next day was able to get up and was soon well again and I know it was the power
and mercy of God that did it for me."
this is from my grandma Bonnie (Yvonne Woolsey) Layne's grandpa's journal .....
it's in the Church History Library