By: Ardis E. Parshall - December 26, 2017 “On the evening of a bitterly cold day in mid-winter, I walked four miles to the house of a local elder for baptism. Arriving at his house, we waited until midnight, in order that the neighbors might not disturb us, and then repaired to a stream of water a quarter of a mile away. Here we found the water, as we anticipated, frozen over, and the elder had to chop a hole in the ice large enough fo...
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