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2841 His Messenger, p. 87.1 (Ruth Wheeler)
A group of people had gathered on the shore when they saw Mr. Loughborough drive the horse into the water, and now they gave a shout of cheer for the brave horse.
2842 His Messenger, p. 87.2 (Ruth Wheeler)
The men drove on until they came to a little grove of trees, where they allowed the horse to rest while they gave thanks to God for saving Mr. Loughborough from drowning.
2843 His Messenger, p. 98.3 (Ruth Wheeler)
… of horses and came for his wife, and they both went to the home of one of the Adventists who lived nearby.
2844 His Messenger, p. 106.2 (Ruth Wheeler)
… the horses to walk and for the sleigh to slip over the snow, but the rain melted the ice until the horses’ hoofs broke through the crust at every step.
2845 His Messenger, p. 108.6 (Ruth Wheeler)
“Here we are fourteen miles this side of Waukon. We are all quite well. Have had rather a tedious time getting thus far. Yesterday for miles there was no track. Our horses had to plow through snow, very deep, but on we came.
2846 His Messenger, p. 117.3 (Ruth Wheeler)
… the horses, took a portion of the luggage from the wagons and placed it upon the horses, and journeyed on horseback.
2847 His Messenger, p. 117.4 (Ruth Wheeler)
… the horses pressed against the wall, and caused us to sway toward the precipice. We feared that we should fall, and be dashed in pieces on the rocks. We then cut …
2848 His Messenger, p. 118.1 (Ruth Wheeler)
… the horses and went on foot, in single file, one following in the footsteps of another. At this point small cords were let down from the top of the pure white wall …
2849 His Messenger, p. 122.4 (Ruth Wheeler)
… their horse and buggy to Monterey, Michigan, and they were blessed and strengthened as they went on their journey. The next day they began to hold meetings …
2850 His Messenger, p. 139.5 (Ruth Wheeler)
… the horses to the carriage again and drove through the water to the other side, feeling deeply thankful that they had crossed the river in safety. When they …
2851 His Messenger, p. 141.1 (Ruth Wheeler)
… the horses were unhitched and Mr. White mounted one and rode across the stream. The water came up on the sides of the horse, but he reached the other side before …
2852 His Messenger, p. 141.2 (Ruth Wheeler)
… restless horse, who wished to follow his mate, she tried to see the way her husband was going in the darkness.
2853 His Messenger, p. 141.3 (Ruth Wheeler)
… the horses were hitched to the carriage and they drove into the river. The water came into the body of the carriage, but the horses went steadily onward until …
2854 “I’d Like To Ask Sister White ...”, p. 4.2 (Ellen Gould White)
… of horses as they pull wagons loaded with passengers and farm produce. All the activities of life will slow to a more leisurely pace. Children will have time …
2855 “I’d Like To Ask Sister White ...”, p. 23.2 (Ellen Gould White)
… oaks, horse chestnuts, and many other trees, so high and lofty, towering toward the heavens. You could scarcely see the tops of the trees. I picked up the most wonderful …
2856 “I’d Like To Ask Sister White ...”, p. 47.3 (Ellen Gould White)
… the horses, but found that he could not. I said to my husband, “Put your hand on my shoulder, and come and put the bits in.”
2857 “I’d Like To Ask Sister White ...”, p. 55.3 (Ellen Gould White)
Willie, we had a ride in the horse car again. You remember them! Letter 9, 1859 .
2858 “I’d Like To Ask Sister White ...”, p. 55.4 (Ellen Gould White)
… fine horse. The wind blew a piece of paper under the horse’s feet, and he started and jumped to one side. That was all, but the man who appeared to be a gentleman …
2859 “I’d Like To Ask Sister White ...”, p. 56.1 (Ellen Gould White)
He was not satisfied with this. He became more and more excited until he was worked up into a rage. He jumped from the carriage and seized the bit and jerked the horse’s head back and then kicked the horse several times with his heavy boot.
2860 “I’d Like To Ask Sister White ...”, p. 68.1 (Ellen Gould White)
… the horses were feeding. Joyfully, we again met our family. There is no place to be so dearly prized as home. MS 5, 1859.