No one but God, knows the reflections of my mind and the feelings of my heart when I left our house and home, and allmost all of every thing that we … - Emma Smith

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No one but God, knows the reflections of my mind and the feelings of my heart when I left our house and home, and allmost all of every thing that we possessed excepting our little Children, and took my journey out of the State of Missouri, leaving you shut up in that lonesome prison. But the recollection is more than human nature ought to bear, and if God does not record our sufferings and avenge our wrongs on them that are guilty, I shall be sadly mistaken.

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About Emma Smith

Emma Hale Smith Bidamon (10 July 1804 – 30 April 1879) was an American homesteader and leader in the Latter Day Saint movement, and she was the wife of Joseph Smith. She was among the earliest baptized members of the Church of Christ founded by Joseph Smith, compiled one of the Latter Day Saint movement's first hymnals, was president of the Ladies' Relief Society of Nauvoo, and was a prominent member of the Reorganized Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. After Joseph Smith's death, she remarried, to Lewis C. Bidamon.

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We shall have sufficient difficulty from abroad without stirring up strife among ourselves and hardness and evil feelings one towards another, etc. … We could govern this generation in one way if not another. If not by the mighty arm of power, we can do it by faith and prayer. If we will try to live uprightly… we should not be driven.

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I have many more things I could like to write but have not time and you may be astonished at my bad writing and incoherent manner, but you will pardon all when you reflect how hard it would be for you to write, when your hands were stiffened with hard work, and your heart convulsed with intense anxiety.

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