Heber C. Kimball on Murmuring

During a time of strenuous effort and great starvation, this was a very creative and humorous thing to do for the Mormon pioneers in 1847:

I have been in here with President Young, with a 140 others, and we was in our wagons, and [had] … nothing in [the] country to eat, without it was crickets. When we got to Green River, making our way to this land, breaking our road, [there was] not a track [or] trace for 700 miles in wild country. [We were] strangers and it [was] full of Indians, and when we got to [the] Platte River, one half of our men [were] out of food. They had no provisions at all. [There was] no one in [the] valley to bring out flour to us, [and] teams and wagons and potatoes and cucumbers and [the] comforts of life. We had no person to extend a hand [of] benevolence, of kindness to us. [Yet] we [didn’t] murmur. [I] never saw a man cry once in the whole camp. We had one man that was appointed “General Murmurer” and there was no man allowed to murmur, only that one person. You would think you had awful trials if you could not all have [the] chance to murmur. We placed it all upon one man, and we concluded that [if] there was two that murmured, we appointed [the] greatest murmurer to be [the] boss. That is recorded and will come in [to the] history by and by. — Heber C. Kimball, October 7, 1853