
Rachel A. Woolsey was born in 1825, and married John D. Lee in 1845.
She bore eight children and died in 1912.
The following is an account from Rachel's life
as she traveled with the Saints to the Salt Lake Valley,
written by the historical writer Juanita Brooks.
Though the days were often dull, there were other times when the excitement was almost more than these prairie women needed as Rachel Lee found out near the end of her journey. As she walked beside her wagon, delighting in the wind that cooled her a little as she trudged along, an unexpected gust whipped her skirts into the wagon wheel. Before Rachel knew it, her skirts were being "wrapped around and around the hub. She screamed for help as she tried to extricate them, but in an instant they were being drawn so tight that she could only grasp two spokes in her hands, her feet between two others , and make a complete revolution with the wheel."
The wagon was finally stopped, and Rachel found herself almost right side up but still tightly bound to the wheel. Everyone gathered around, trying to decide how to get her loose. There was no question of cutting her clothing, as that would mean one less item for wear that she needed badly.
It was decided they would unhook her skirt and unbutton the petticoat, and by carefully slitting the placket, she could be pulled free. Her shoes were unlaced, then, as one woman held a blanket to protect her from curious eyes, she was plucked from skirt, petticoats, and shoes "clean as though they were skinning the legs of a chicken." Later the clothing was easily removed from the wheel, and in the privacy of her wagon, Rachel shook them free of wrinkles and put them on again. As she took up her walk, she kept a wary distance from the wheels.
As a mission we have learned so much from these wonderful pioneers.
From Rachel's story we decided that
sometimes
its wise not to take ourselves too seriously,
and that laughter truly is the best medicine.
I have loved reading about the pioneers.
They were more often then not "city folk" with little experience
of camping and and handling large wagons.
What courageous, wonderful souls.

