By: Ardis E. Parshall - February 05, 2017 (Previous installment) (David’s mission among the pioneers of Oregon continues.) It was nearly midnight before the crowd left the hall, but when they did so I found relief, for my mind had been on a continual strain holding the people in check. Next morning the marshal told me I had better leave the town for he feared an outbreak, as the mob were threatening to tar and feather me. I took his ad...
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