On Going to Jail for Not Looking Canadian Enough

1931

The depression after the first world war was felt very much in Utah, as well as all over the U.S.A. There was 20,000,000 in the U.S.A. and in Salt Lake City alone 12,000 out of work. That was before there was any government relief started up.

I was in Salt Lake City at the time and I could see that I would have to get out. I knew I could get a job in Canada herding sheep, so I started to walk 800 miles, but I expected to receive some help on the road. Whenever I started to walk any place on the road, I always asked the Lord for a ride to help me out, and I have never been disappointed. Whenever I started out from Salt Lake City nearly without any money, I have been lucky to get rides and when I ran out of money, I have been offered to buy me something to eat. Wherever I have gone out without any money, the Lord has surely and truly helped me out.

When I came to the Canadian line this time, I came walking, and that did not look good to the Canadian officers. They did not believe that I was a Canadian, so they turned me back to the States and told me that they could no nothing for me except put me in jail, and they did put me in jail and held me there for four months, expecting Canada to take me back, as I was a citizen of Canada. At first I was locked in with some thieves in a basement. I told the officer that place did not agree with me, I had rheumatics, so I was put in a better place. The officer said he would put me upstairs with good people, the boot-legers. So I got up there among that wicked set, but I enjoyed my time very much as I am a scripture student. I wrote a Ready Reference of the Standard Books of the Church. I spent the time and wrote different copies of the Ready References, and enjoyed my work very much.

I as held in the jail in the summer months, and when I as let out, it was in October and I was not prepared for cool weather, as I had left Salt Lake City with light clothes on. I asked the Lord for a pair of woolen socks before I was let out. They day I was released, the boss came with a good pair of woolen socks and said to take them for I would need them now.

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