God’s Hand

God's Hand By President Nephi Jensen, of the Canadian Mission

In the city of Hamilton, Ontario, Canada, on the shores of the beautiful Lake Ontario, lives a kind hearted Englishman of gentle, unobtrusive manners. His name is James Bartlet. He is a faithful Latter-day Saint and has for some time presided over our branch at Hamilton. He is a plumber by trade. During the late fall of 1919, he was persistently called upon by friends in emergency cases to do repair work after hours. His good nature impelled him to constantly yield to these importunities of his neighbors. Often he worked until midnight. By the end of the first week in December, his bodily strength was greatly impaired. At about midnight, December 12, 1919, he was returning home in the heavy truck owned by the company by which he was employed in the day time. They were traveling at a rapid rate of speed as they approached a corner. When the truck turned the corner, Brother Bartlet, who was very tired, and standing up in the rear of the truck, was thrown with great violence head foremost to the ground. His head struck the hard pavement with such force that he sustained a concussion of the brain, and both of his eyes were completely thrown from the sockets. When he was picked up his eyes, covered with dirt and grime, were lying upon his cheek bones. A doctor was immediately called. After an examination he said, "I can do nothing for him. He is too far gone." The injured man was then taken to the city hospital where his wounds were dressed. The following day he had sufficiently regained consciousness to know where he was. He requested that he be taken home. The request was complied with. His pain was still almost unbearable. The slightest noise seemed like the rumbling of a freight train. Upon reaching home he inquired of his wife the address of the two elders laboring in Hamilton. They had recently moved, and she did not know where to send for them. That same dav Elder Levi Ray Robinson, age twenty-three, and Elder William Dwight Buchanan, age eighteen, who were laboring in Hamilton read in the newspaper of the accident. They immediately went to Brother Bartlet's home. Upon entering the house Brother Bartlet said,