This home belonged to one of the mill owners in the town, one of the original founders. I loved it so I took a picture of it. We were coming up the street and there it was atop the hill, like it was overlooking the city. There are many lovely homes in this city, some of which were built by early Saints who Brigham Young left behind to help others along their way. I think that's one of the most incredible things about the exodus west is how the people coming behind them were planned and cared for.
This is one of many churches in Bonaparte. This one is unique because it is the "unified" church, which has about three different groups meeting in it. I loved the picture of the Savior as the good shepherd. The picture does not do the stained glass justice, but you can at least get a glimpse of the beauty of the church.
This is the Old Mill in Bonaparte. It has been converted into a resturaunt now. We were too late for lunch but we've been told it's very good food. Right next to this store is a great antique store. They have about anything you could possibly imagine, including some of the best fudge I have ever eaten. Their best seller is "Elephant Fudge". No, it's not made out of elephants like the elephant stew in the cookbook I gave the family members, but out of peanuts, marshmellows, carmel and other very fattening, but very tasty stuff.
This is the DesMoines River crossing. Obviously, the Saints made many river crossings. This is about an hour out of Nauvoo by car, but checking the date, it was a month out of Nauvoo for the early Saints who traveled by wagon on freezing cold ground that had an early thaw that year and every footstep truly took faith. I can't even imagine what it would have felt like to travel and struggle all day long only to turn around and see the fire still burning from your campsite the night before, because you had made less than a mile's progress from the day before.
This home belonged to one of the mill owners in the town, one of the original founders. I loved it so I took a picture of it. We were coming up the street and there it was atop the hill, like it was overlooking the city. There are many lovely homes in this city, some of which were built by early Saints who Brigham Young left behind to help others along their way. I think that's one of the most incredible things about the exodus west is how the people coming behind them were planned and cared for.
This is one of many churches in Bonaparte. This one is unique because it is the "unified" church, which has about three different groups meeting in it. I loved the picture of the Savior as the good shepherd. The picture does not do the stained glass justice, but you can at least get a glimpse of the beauty of the church.
This is the Old Mill in Bonaparte. It has been converted into a resturaunt now. We were too late for lunch but we've been told it's very good food. Right next to this store is a great antique store. They have about anything you could possibly imagine, including some of the best fudge I have ever eaten. Their best seller is "Elephant Fudge". No, it's not made out of elephants like the elephant stew in the cookbook I gave the family members, but out of peanuts, marshmellows, carmel and other very fattening, but very tasty stuff. 
This is the DesMoines River crossing. Obviously, the Saints made many river crossings. This is about an hour out of Nauvoo by car, but checking the date, it was a month out of Nauvoo for the early Saints who traveled by wagon on freezing cold ground that had an early thaw that year and every footstep truly took faith. I can't even imagine what it would have felt like to travel and struggle all day long only to turn around and see the fire still burning from your campsite the night before, because you had made less than a mile's progress from the day before.
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