<November 17> Wednesday 17. Elders and went to La Harpe
<18> Thursday 18.
“Proceedings of a meeting of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, held at , November 18, 1841 opened by singing, and prayer by Elder . The object of the meeting was then stated by the which was for the purpose of taking into consideration the cases of Alanson Brown — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — James B. T. Page, and William H. Edwards, who stand indicted for Larceny, &c After the evidence was brought forward, it was unanimously resolved that said <persons> be expelled from the Church. Appropriate remarks were then made by Elders , , Savage, Gurley and others, for the occasion. A charge was then preferred against Thomas S. Edwards for Assault and Battery, with evidence that a warrant was issued for his apprehension, and against William W. Edwards for being accessory to the same. [blank] Unanimously resolved that Thomas S. Edwards, and William W. Edwards also, be expelled from the Church. [blank] <and> that the proceedings of this meeting be published in the Times and Seasons. Resolved that all other church business be laid over to conference. Resolved that this meeting be adjourned.
— President. J. E. Johnson, Church Recorder”—
<22> Monday 22. <The following letter from is from the Millenial Star.>
“Alexandria Novr. 22, 1841— Dear — A few minutes now offer for me to write, and I improve them in writing to you. I have only time to say that I have seen precisely according to the vision which I had. I saw no one with me in the vision; and although was appointed to accompany me there, yet I found myself there alone. The Lord knows that I have had a hard time, and suffered much, but I have great reason to thank him that I enjoy good health at present, and have a prospect before me of soon going to a civilized country, where I shall see no more turbans or camels. The heat is most oppressive, and has been all through Syria. I have not time to tell you how many days I have been at sea, without food, or how many snails I have eaten; but if I had had plenty of them I should have done very well. All this is contained in a former letter to you written from Jaffa. I have been at Cairo, on the Nile, because I could not get a passage direct. Syria is in a dreadful state— a war of extermination is going on between the Druses and Catholics. At the time I was at Beyroote a battle was fought in the mountains of Lebanon, near that place, and about 800 killed. Robberies, thefts, and murders, are daily being committed. It is no uncommon thing to find persons in the Street without heads. An English Officer in going from St. Jean d’Acre to Beyroote, found ten persons murdered in the Street, and was himself taken prisoner, but was rescued by the timely interference of the Pacha. The particulars of all these things are contained in a former letter.
<An American traveler, by the name of Gager who was a licensed minister of the Congregational or Presbyterian Church, left in company with me. He was very unwell with the Jaundice when we left, and at Damietta we had to perform six day’s quarantine before we ascended the Nile. On our passage up he was taken very ill with a fever, and became helpless. I waited and tended upon him as well as our circumstances would allow; and when we landed at Bulock, I got four men to take him to the American Consuls, in Cairo, on a litter; I also took all his baggage there, and assisted in putting him upon a good bed— employed a good faithful Arabian nurse, and the English Doctor. After the physician had examined him, he told me that he was very low with a typhus fever, and that it would be doubtful whether he recovered. Under these circumstances I left him to obtain a passage to this place. After I had gone aboard a boat, and was just about pushing off, a letter came from the doctor, stating that poor Mr. Gager died in about two hours after I left him. He told me before we arrived at Cairo that he was 27 years of age, and his friends lived in Norwich, Connecticut; near New London, I think. There are many particulars concerning his death which would be interesting to his friends, but I have no time to write them now.>
On Sunday morning, October 24, a good while before day, I arose from sleep and went out of the as soon as the Gates were opened, crossed the brook Cedron, and went upon the Mount of Olives, and there, in solemn silence, with pen, ink, and paper, just as I saw in the vision, offered up the following prayer to Him who lives for ever and ever:—
“O Thou! who art from everlasting to everlasting, [p. 1250]