|myself with beard|
As the carts came into a clearing the last day, Sister Poole was playing "Come, Come Ye Saints" on her flute. This too was very effective. She then portrayed her relative, while we talked of the rescue. Elder Martin told the Saints to prepare for the worse and Sister Jackson told of her vision of her husband telling her they were to be rescued. Then our two horse riders came over the ridge and into camp and told everyone that more provisions were just a ways further.
|looking for the rescue riders|