Miracles in My Life - J. N. Loughborough

Genesee River to Rochester, we had to hurry for
the snow was melting fast. We stopped over
Sabbath with a family of believers. The husband in
the family seemed very anxious to preach the
message, but we gave him no encouragement for
we felt he took life altogether too easy to make a
success of preaching. We noticed that his wife was
out cutting wood to prepare his supper while he sat
in an easy chair, his feet upon another, and sang
with enthusiasm about the easy time he expected in
heaven. One stanza delighted him most, "We'll
have nothing at all to do but march around
Jerusalem, when we arrive at home." He seemed to
illustrate the spirit of his song by having nothing to
do with labor and toil on earth.
When we reached Attica, N.Y., the snow had
all melted off the road, so we had to walk to relieve
the horse in drawing our pung over the bare
ground. We reached Rochester in good health and
good cheer after an absence of six weeks. But now,
as Hiram Edson returned to his home, I had to ride
on the back of old Charlie with the harness some
fifty miles to Orangeport to get the carriage we left
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