The following experience happened near Fort Laramie, Wyoming and comes from the diary of Thomas McIntyre of the 1899 Rowley Handcart Company
“While at prayers tonight, Brother Scroggins indicated that he had something to say. He dreamed that the Saints were murmuring, and that the Spirit of God came upon him and caused him to prophesy that if the Saints did not cease their murmuring, disease would lay hold on them and many would fall by the way. He said about 8 o’clock this morning when we started he was in perfect health, in fact never felt better, till about three hours travel, when he was suddenly attacked with violent pains in his bowels. Yet, he still kept on with the cart. The pain increased and his eyes grew so weak that he was obliged to drop by the way. Here he prayed fervently to the Lord to ease his pains and give him strength to keep up with the company. He tried to remember if he had done anything wrong to incur the Lord’s displeasure. Being alone, he again prayed earnestly with his face to the Earth. He felt now so ill that he thought he must die. He tried to look up but his eyes failed him. All at once the dream flashed vividly across his mind, so he prayed again and said that if it were the Lord’s will he should tell his dream to the Saints that his pain might leave him. That moment the pain left him and in a short time he was with the camp again as well as ever.”