Lewis Stewart's administration to a sick child

“I was called one evening to administer to a child of a neighbor, who was said to be dying. I mention this because, when ascending the stairs, a voice seemed to whisper over my shoulder: “You need not enter there, for death has gone before you.” I felt a cold chill pass over me, and for a moment I hesitated, but I thought, “I will go, for the Lord may have mercy.” I entered the room, and there lay the little one, apparently in the last agonies of death. The father, a man of the world, was standing by the bedside, weeping bitterly. He said to me, “Brother Stewart, I have had a strange dream. I dreamed I went to a drug store to get medicine for my child, and the clerk gave me a bottle of olive oil. I did not know what it meant, but I felt impressed to send for you.” I told him I understood the dream, and that the Lord had directed him to the right source. We blessed the baby, and the great Physician heard our prayers. It seemed to me that even while our hands were on the little head, sickness left, and life and health, taking its place, flowed like a fountain through all the little veins carrying to the limbs strength and to the features beauty. Before we left the house the little pet, fully restored to health, stretching its little hands toward us, smiling and cooing, expressed its joy in happy baby language.”

— Lewis Stewart, as quoted in The Latter-day Saints' Millennial Star, Vol. 57, No. 40