Feel quite smart this morning. Had a dream last night, thought I saw Br. Joseph and he was having a difficulty with a crowd of whaling captains about the plurality system. They insulted him, and then I thought Br. Joseph and all of us that were with him commenced an attack on them. But they were 10 to one of us and it appeared that this was just what they wanted, for they commenced to throw great large jackknives at our little party and we were forced to run and seek shelter as best we could. I thought Br. Joseph had wounded quite a number of them, but finally gave himself up and was taken. I thought that I was hunted about among some old buildings, and they finally mistook me for one of their own party, and I gave my big knife to one of them and he troughed it at the side of a horse. But they at last found me out, and took me on the way to prison or the court, and as I went along the street, I lifted up my voice and bore testimony to the truth of this work, being filled with the spirit of the Lord. I told them that I would do so if I knew they would hang me for it by or before 1 o’clock tomorrow morning, and called upon them as my brethren (in the flesh) to not resist the truth for Joseph was a man of God and had seen God and talked with Him face to face.
This is the way I thought I talked to them, careless of what they could do to me, but felt to rejoice in the persecution. They took me around to where they had Br. Joseph a prisoner without any shirt on, but bare down to the waist-band of his pantaloons. I thought they insulted him again, when he drew off and smote several of them down with his hands, and they trembled before him with great fear. I thought they requested him to let them feel of his head phrenologically, but he told them no; that no man should feel his head. They said he had a bad head to speak phrenologically, but Joseph would not answer them at all. Then they asked what Joseph believed about phrenology. I answered he believed all that was true about it and so also about every other science, but that a good man was a good man if he had no head at all. I thought Br. Joseph looked young and strong with the most powerful nerves that I ever saw on a man. His flesh was fair and as smooth as a young child. I felt like worshipping him. Many more things I saw which are not very distinct. One was that I thought I saw the Lord come down and talk with us, He sitting in or standing in a tree close by. I cannot describe how He looked or what He said; also saw Br. Cannon and others, but cannot remember their names.
Employed in reading the old Deseret News and etc. Received letters from Brs. MacBride, Burnham, and Dennis; Br. MacBride’s was part native, not very correct but well wrote for the time he has been studying the language. In the evening it rained a little shower. It was good for our garden. Mrs. H. works very hard at sewing and doing her housework, she is very ambitious.