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Mr. George Boyer’s, and hired myself to him for $30 a year and house and garden. I lived with him for ten years, he proved a great and good friend to me. I always got my wages and best advice.
In 1834 my mother sent me to my uncle’s on some business for her; he lived about eight miles off. On my return Sunday I stopped at the widow Whorton’s to see a cousin of mine who was living there (this was about one-half mile from the mill now owned by William Rudasille)., I stopped in the yard where some boys were playing marbles. The boys soon began to dispute about the game and to throw little apples at each other. Henry Whorton, about 14 years old, threw an apple and struck me on the side of my head. I asked him to be particular how he threw his apples; he then threw a rock at me which was said to be larger than a hen’s egg. It struck me in my left eye and bursted the ball. Here my third trouble began.
For three months I was not able to do anything, no one can tell my sufferings both in body and mind. I had always been near-sighted and was afraid this would injure my other eye. Through all my suffering and trials I tried to bear it with patience. I was well attended by physicians and kind friends.
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