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               OREGON          TERRITORY



April 2 6th , 1841. This morning I started from my residence, near Napoleon, Ripley County, Indiana, for the Oregon Territory, on the Columbia River, west of the Rocky Mountains; though many of my friends tried to dissuade me from going, telling me of the many dangers and difficulties I should have to go through, exposed to hostile Indians and the wild beasts, and also on account of my advanced age, being at this time in my 64th year. But my mind leads me strongly to go; I want to preach to the people there, and also to the Indians, as well as to see the country. I try to put my trust in the God of heaven, who rules the earth, and seas, and mountains, and the savage tribes, and all the wild beasts of the forest, and the storms, and all the poisonous vapors of the earth and air; who preserves all who put their trust in him. My soul seems wholly resigned to his will in all things, whether to live or die, to prosper or suffer. All is right that the Lord doeth; why then should we fear? So I bade my children and friends farewell, not knowing that I should ever see them again in this world. Lord keep us near thee!
That night I reached the neighborhood of St. Omer, on Flat Rock Creek. The next night I stayed at brother Rector's, and the next day. Soon after I started, the rain began to fall in torrents-- the coldness of the wind and rain rendered me very uncomfortable. This day I passed through Indianapolis, and that night stayed at Bridgeport, Next morning I started very early, the cold west wind blowing in my face, and at night reached brother Messer's, in Putnam County. Next day I attended to some temporal business, and rested my horse. On Sunday, went to hear brother Belotte preach, at the brick meeting-house; and in the afternoon, tried to preach myself, from Ephesians v, 14: " Awake, thou that sleepest." Stayed that night at brother Clearwater's, and enjoyed myself very well. Next day traveled twenty-eight miles, and stayed at brother Daniel Dickenson's, a Methodist preacher. That same day, had a short controversy with a Campbellite preacher on baptism. The next day, I passed through Terrehaute, stayed at a class-leader's, having traveled thirty-three miles that day. Next day, passed several small towns, Preached at Woodbury that night, on the waters of Embarrass River, in Illinois. Stayed with Mr. Needham, where I slept comfortable, and rose happy in the morning. This dear people want religion; 0 that the Lord would breathe on them his Spirit's influence, and make them Christians! Next day rode thirty-three miles, and stayed at Mr. Buy's. He seems much of a gentleman, and