Youth's recovery from turpentine poisoning

“I was born in the city of London, England, on the 28th of August, 1825. My parents were poor, and I was early put to work to assist in maintaining the family. My life, from my earliest recollection, has been one of peculiar trials and deliverances. When a small boy, I was playing on the banks of the Thames, and fell in, and was carried out by the tide; I remember nothing more until I found myself in a house, surrounded by people who were using means to restore me to consciousness. The last was a few years after, when washing a lot of beer bottles, one containing spirits of turpentine was hurriedly put to the lips and nearly drained before it could be removed; this caused a dangerous and lengthy sickness, which measurably returns to this day when in presence of the pungent liquid. Through the mercy of God, however, I was spared, and in the year 1840, I first heard the Gospel as taught by the Latter-day Saints.”

— George Morris, Autobiography