Parley P. Pratt’s mission was a journey of faith. As with many missionaries today, once the decision has been made, Satan tries his best to discourage. Those that hold to the rod and serve with conviction will never be disappointed. Missions, in any age of the Church, have never been easy, but yet, those that serve will experience Heavenly Father’s directing hand in their mission labors.
What did Parley pray for in a time of need?
B) Speed up time so he could go home
D) A horse to ride
(D) Slippery Elm bark
My father [Titus Billings] was in the Crooked River battle, he stood close to David Patten when he was shot and killed. Brother Hendricks was wounded, but not killed. He was shot in the neck. He lived to come to Utah, but died from the effects of his wound. My father said the bullets were flying all around him, but he had no fear until he saw Brother Patten fall. He then stepped behind a large tree until the firing was over. The enemy retreated and left some fine horses and saddles and lots of their other valuable things which our brethren took possession and brought home. My father rode a fine young animal home and tied her in the brush at the back of the house. When he came home he was perfectly worn out, he had no rest for four or five nights. He told mother he wanted to sleep two hours. He wore a pair of new shoes which made his feet very sore and he asked mother to wash his feet while he was sleeping. She did as he asked, but he had only slept an hour when a knock came to the door asking if Brother Billings was at home. Mother said yes, he was asleep. It was Brother Stout that came for my father. He had not spoken but a few words when father awoke and asked what was wanted. Brother Stout told him all the Brethren that were in the battle had to flee at that time, in two or three hours. Mother baked him as much bread as she had and left the family without a spoonful of flour in the house, but we got along someway. There were about thirty of the brethren that had to flee at that time, Brother Abraham Smoot was one of the number. The Brethren that went off at that time suffered a great deal with cold and hunger. They were ten days on their trip and they were three days and nights without food with the exception of slippery elm bark. Father froze his feet so badly that the flesh came out in pieces. Mother did not hear a word from him for six days. The sixth day she received a slip of paper telling her where to write under a false name. The Post Master in Far West at that time would have betrayed the brethren had they let him know who they were getting letters from. The Brethren that were in the company stopped at Lima, Illinois, about forty miles from Quincy, Illinois. Father was laid up for three months with his frozen feet.
Jim Childs family history, the history of Eunice Billings