Benjamin Brown Waylaid, Beaten, and Rescued on Mission in Nova Scotia

“During the meeting, a little boy stood up and spoke in tongues, the tears rolling down his face all the time. The interpretation stated that, after leaving that place, I should go to another, where I should be mobbed and left for dead, and that the blood should run down from my head on my clothes and the ground. I felt a presentiment that this would be fulfilled, and mentioned it to Elder Crosby, my companion. We went on to the place appointed, and, as had been predicted, a mob collected, and I was beaten in the most brutal manner, and left for dead, the blood running from my head on my clothes and the ground, just as the boy had said. But it suddenly occurred to me, that, if I feigned myself dead, they would leave me, thinking their murderous work accomplished, so I groaned loudly as if dying, and resigned myself into their hands, holding my breath as much as possible. Directly they were gone, I arose, though with great difficulty, and went into a house not far from there, where I washed the blood off my person, and Elder Crosby, who also came there, laid hands upon me. In the foregoing recital, the reader will perceive how fully the word of the Lord, spoken in tongues by the youth, before we left Jefferson County, was fulfilled.”

— Benjamin Brown, Testimonies for the Truth