Miracles in My Life - J. N. Loughborough

for her to ride to our house. Mrs. Skinner's son
Oliver planned to come on another horse and take
it back.
The horse Dr. Parrot was to ride was used to
ladies, and was considered perfectly gentle and
safe, but for some unknown reason, when she
mounted him, he began to rear and pitch furiously,
not only throwing her off, but falling upon her in
such a way that the saddle struck across her arms
and chest with such force as to bend the horn out
straight. When her friends picked her up and
carried her to the house, they feared she was dead.
She regained consciousness, but could not speak
above a whisper. When someone suggested they
send for a doctor, she replied, "No! A doctor can
do me no good. Send for the ministers at the tent. If
they come and pray, the Lord will heal me."
Just as Elder Bourdeau and I were about to
open our evening service, Oliver arrived with Dr.
Parrot's request. Thinking it unwise to send our
congregation home, we promised to come as early
as possible in the morning.
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