It was then that Joseph Smith was said for the first time to cast out devils.
Near to John Biery's hotel lived a family of the name of Knight.

The worthy farmer became a convert, and so also, in appearance, did his son.
Susannah first saw them at their baptism, which took place one cold bleak day in the margin of Seneca Lake.

The horses which had brought the little company to the edge of the water, having been tied among the trees, made a constant rustling and trampling among the fallen leaves.
The sharp rustle, the thud of the hoofs upon the ground, were sounds long connected in her mind with the crisis of her doubt, which then began.

The maples stood above them, tall and leafless; the waters of the lake were leaden in hue and cold.

Looking southward on either side of its long flood, the snores with their many points and headlands lay cold, almost hueless, near by, and in the distance blue as tarnished steel.
It was a bitter day for baptist and for the immersed.