I shall never forget how the boat grated on the river bed, as we were on our way to Kanesville. We camped there until the company was ready to start on the trip across the plains. While there, a dear sister met with an accident and had one of her legs shot off by her husband who had been out hunting, and showing the boys in camp how he missed his game, he pulled the firing trigger and shot her in the leg as she was getting her baby asleep. It was quite a trial for us to leave her. The people were very kind to her and did all they could. When able to be moved, she went back to St. Louis. Her name was Emily Halliday. The next year she came out to Utah and lived in the City. In those days, good medical help was not available. We do know that her leg had to be cut off just below the knee and she was fitted with a wooden leg. In a history written by her granddaughter, Lythia Dalton, the right leg bone was pierced and some of the shot went into the heel of her left foot. A man named Wardley was the first one to get to her and offer his help. This left Emily a cripple with her right leg off just below the knee.