What did the Missouri militia (mob) that surrounded Far West do every evening before retiring for the night?
A) Evening worship and prayer
B) Told Mormon jokes and stories around the camp fire
C) Held target practice
D) Sang as loud as they could hoping to keep the residence of Far West awake
(C) He did not have an issue with the LDS people
The following is a story from the journal of John Lowe Butler.
“When the mob came to Far West there [was a man] by the name of Nathan and [I was] well acquainted with him. He would not volunteer to come and fight the Mormons so they drafted him and made him come and just before they got to Far West the captain told the men to cut a whole lot of switches to hang them on their saddle so that if the Mormons should whip them out they would have something to make the horses faster, but Nathan did not get any switches and they said, ‘Why do you not get some, Nathan?’ His answer was, ‘I have no cause for any for I have never done the Mormons any harm and they will not do me any harm.’ So when they got to camp and the baggage wagon had come up, Nathan said that he was going over to the city to see an old friend of his and they told him that the Mormons would kill him if he did. He told them that he was not afraid, so he started over to my house, and when he got there he told my mother that he had come to have some supper and stay all night. She asked him who all the men were that had come down on the city. He told her that they were a mob come to kill all the Mormons. ‘Well,’ said the old lady, ‘You have come with them, have you not?’ Nathan said he had, but not to kill the Mormons; they had forced him to come to fight them, but they could not force him to shoot and he was going home in the morning.
Well, about three or four hours later there came five or six men to fetch him away. They said that the captain had sent them after him. Nathan told them that he should not go for he could sleep in a house. So he said that they could go and tell their captain so. Well, they went back and Nathan slept. He had his breakfast in the morning and told the folks that if the mob drove the Mormons away, his house would be a home for them as long as they had a mind to stay. Well, he wished them good luck and started, but not back to the camp, but back home. Now the captain sent over in the day to see where he was, they inquired of my mother where he was and she told them that he had gone home, so they had to go back without him.”
Autobiography of John Lowe Butler, Typescript, Harold B. Lee Library, Brigham Young University; http://www.boap.org/