I've posted on the New Madrid fault before. My Great ++++++ uncle was one of three Baptist ministers in the Indiana territory (which later became Illinois) and was called to baptize folks after the New Madrid earthquake of of 1812. Hundreds were being baptized daily after the quake. Hey! if the world's ending, you better get right.
He was afraid of horses and dismounted at every river crossing, undressed to his "nether garments" and led the horse across.
It's documented in Harvest Time on the Prairie.
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