Sometimes mistakes are made. We are human and as long as there are humans in this world, then we can expect mistakes. Just recently my wife returned from a visit to our oldest son and his family in Missouri. She had a lay over in Phoenix. All were on board and waiting for the plane to taxi to their runway when it was announced that they would be delayed. Somehow they were missing the pilot. Oops!
What mistake did a mob make that led to Joseph Smith’s and Sidney Rigdon’s escape while they were being held in a Painesville, Ohio tavern for a mock trial?
A) They left a window open
B) The Tavern owner was LDS
C) The guard fell asleep
D) They forgot to inform a judge and had to release the prisoners
C. That the two of them wrestle
“In the following June, I met with an accident, which I shall here mention: The Prophet and myself, after looking at his horses, and admiring them, that were just across the road from his house, we started thither, the Prophet at this same time put his arm over my shoulder. When we had reached about the middle of the road, he stopped and remarked, ‘Brother Coray, I wish you were a little larger, I would like to have some fun with you.’ I replied, ‘Perhaps you can as it is,’ not realizing what I was saying, Joseph a man of over 200 pounds weight, while I scarcely 130 pounds, made it not a little ridiculous for me to think of engaging with him in anything like a scuffle. However, as soon as I made this reply, he began to trip me; he took some kind of a lock on my right leg, from which I was unable to extricate it, and throwing me around, broke it some three inches above the ankle joint. He immediately carried me into the house, pulled off my boot, and found at once that my leg was decidedly broken; then he got some splinters and bandaged it. A number of times that day did he came in to see me, endeavoring to console me as much as possible. The next day when he happened in to see me after a little conversation, I said, ‘Brother Joseph, when Jacob wrestled with the angel and was lamed by him, the angel blessed him; now I think I am also entitled to a blessing.’ To that he replied, ‘I am not the patriarch, but my father is, and when you get up and around, I'll have him bless you.’ He said no more for a minute or so, meanwhile looking very earnestly at me, then said, ‘Brother Coray, you will soon find a companion, one that will be suited to your condition and whom you will be satisfied with. She will cling to you, like to cords of death, and you will have a good many children.’ He also said some other things, which I can't so distinctly remember.
“In nine days after my leg was broken, I was able to get up and hobble about the house by the aid of a crutch and in two weeks thereafter, I was about recovered, nearly as well as ever, so much so that I went to meeting on foot, a distance of a mile. I considered this no less than a case of miraculous healing. For nothing short of three months did I think it would be ere I should be around again, on my feet, able to resume work.”
Autobiography of Martha Jane Coray, Typescript, Harold B. Lee
Library, Brigham Young University; LDS Church Archives;