cotton fields. Our mother carded cotton with hand cards while we spun it with a large spinning wheel. We had to spin four cuts a day, 144 threads to a cut. We also learned to spin flax and do all kinds of chores while Mother did the weaving. My mother took wool from the sheep's back, washed and carded it, and wove it into cloth, making clothes, blankets, yarn for sweaters, socks and stockings. The Rich as well as the Poor had to make themselves useful in order to live. In 1836 father sold our home and moved to Indiana where we settled. There were sugar maple trees on the place, so we had plenty of sugar and molasses from the sap of the trees. Father was a shoemaker by trade and also did a little farming. Alma Babbit, a Mormon Elder, came preaching the Gospel of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. At first we thought his doctrine strange, but the following year (1841) two more Elders came and after preaching three weeks, 15 people were baptized. This in¬cluded all our family at that time. In 1842 we moved to Nauvoo and we children attended school for one season. We worked on a farm which belonged to the Prophet Joseph Smith. We all knew the Prophet and his family. One day the Prophet started across the Mississippi River to Iowa, but some of his friends called him a coward and he came back. He and his brother, Hyrum, were taken to Carthage Jail and the mob was raised that killed them both. Every¬one fled from Carthage. The two bodies were taken home and I saw them lying side by side in their coffins. People tried to get the blood stains from the floor of the jail. They thought that if a Mormon girl came and scrubbed the stains they would come out. My sister, Elizabeth Jane, seven years older than me, tried to scrub the stains out but her work was in vain. The mob was not satisfied. They were howl¬ing around until the Fall of 1845 when they drove the people into Nauvoo, burning their houses, barns, grain and everything they had. In 1846 the people left the State. We crossed the Mississippi River on 16 February 1846. Ice floes as large as tables floated on all sides of the boat. We camped at Sugar Creek. In May we planted gardens. In Garden Grove we stopped and some went to Mount Pisgah. We overtook them and moved on to Council Bluffs. There they called for 500 men to go to Mexico. There were hardly enough men to fill the quota so young men 18 and 19 went. 144