Joseph F. Smith's Fishing Dream at the Nauvoo Homestead

“In the morning I asked Samuel if he had dreamed anything. He replied, no. I then told him my dream, as follows: 'I thought I was standing on a large pine raft, moored at the foot of the street in the edge of the river, and was fishing with a hook and line, and I thought I pulled out the fish almost as fast as I could bait my hook. The water seemed clear, so that I could see into it at great depth. I stood on the outer edge of the raft, which was large, filling the space opposite the street. Soon I dropped my hook as usual, and no sooner had it sunk below the surface than I saw a huge gar making directly for it. Fearing I would lose my hook, I drew it rapidly out, but the gar was so determined to nab it that he ran out of the water more than half the length of my arm in the vain attempt to snap it. However, I saved my hook and line, and carried away my fish.' When I told Joseph my dream, he made no reply, and the subject was dropped. — Millennial Star 77:2”