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FEMALE LIFE
AMONG THE MORMONS;
A NARRATIVE
OF MjUJY YEARS' PERSONAL EXPERIENCE.
BY THE WIFE OF A MORMON ELDER,
RECENTLY FROM UTAH.
NEW YORK:
J. 0. DERBY, 119 NASSAU STREET,
OINOINNATI : H. W. DEEBY. BUFFALO : WANZEE, M^'KIM & 00.
CHICAGO: D. B. COOKE & CO. DETROIT: KEEE, MOELET & CO.
ST. LOUIS: EDWARDS & BUSHNELL.
1855.
*
EsTRRKD according to Act of Congress, in the year 1S55, by
J. C. DERBY,
In the Clerk's Office of the District Court for the Soathem District of
New York.
W, H. TIX80!f, BTSWIOTTPnU
FDDSIY « EUSSBLL, FBIXTXSg.
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INTRODUCTORY
That " one half of the world cannot imagine how the
other half live," is no less true than trite ; and the lesson
the adage affords, our experience and observation daily
tend to verify. • Then, too, when we consider the ever-
varying phases of human passion, and the discordant
elements from which all novel and fanatical sects are
moulded, it can scarcely seem surprising that a faithful
record of actual events should exceed in singularity the
wildest dream of romance ; or that crimes, both strange
and unnatural, should be perpetrated in a far-off country,
on the outskirts of civilization, which people in another
state of society would never imagine possible. Knowing,
as I do know, the evils and horrors and abomination^
iv Introduction.
of the Mormon system, the degradation it imposes on
females, and the consequent vices which extend through
all the ramifications of the society, a sense of duty to the
world has induced me to prepare the following narrative,
for the public eye. The romantic incidents connected
with my experience, many may think bordering on the
mai-vellous. To them I would say, that this narrative of
my life only j)roves, what has so often been proved before,
•
that " Truth is stranger than Fiction/'
The Author.
CONTENTS.
CHAPTER I .
INTRODUCTORY.
A False Angel— Magnetic Influence — Curiosity Awakened . . . ,
CHAPTER II.
THE MORMON M E J5 T I N G .
The Midnight Assemblage — Arrival of Joe Smith— The Fi'antic Mother— The
Dead Quickened— Interruption of the Meeting— The Mob and is Victim— Female
Heroism ...........
FAOB
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CHAPTER III.
MORMON VEXATIONS.
Grievous Annoyances — Ridiculous Catastrophe — Preparation to move West— A
Startling Proposition .........
CHAPTER lY.
SUNDRY MORMON MATTERS.
Mr. Ward offers his Hand and Heart— The Young Wife has Strange Fears— Domes-
tic Happiness Destroyed— A Wife's Duties Defined— Deplorable Results— The
Doctrine of Spiritual Wives ........
CHAPTER V.
MORMON REMOVALS.
A Mormon Heroine— DiflSculties Encountered— A Mormon Ruse— The Stratagem
Successful— The First Halt— The Abduction of Hannah— Ellen's Narrative— A
Mother's Instinct — The Pursuit — Discomfiture of Mrs. Bradish
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CHAPTER VI.
TBS BXCAPTCKK.
PAQB
De&th of Bounding Bet— Speculations concerning the Prophet — Alarming Intelli-
gence— Hapless Fate of Poor Ellen — Arrival at the Promised Land . . 71
CHAPTER VH.
THE IfOBMOX SETTLKXSHT.
Mormon Merchandise— The Aaobitious Mormen— Startling Reyelations— Mrs. Mur-
ray discloses Secrets ......... 81
CHAPTER Tin.
MORMON FArrH AKD WOBSHIF.
TheMormonMillenium— Interior Economy of Heaven ■ . . • ♦ . M
CHAPTER IX.
MORMON PROPHETS AND ELDERS.
Quaint Portraits of Mormon Elders — A Missionary's Experience — ^Absurd Visions
and Sore Temptations ......... 95
CHAPTER X .
MORMON CHURCH OOTERNMKXT.
Fools and Knaves — Mormon Tools — Mormon Estimate of Women — Sufferings of a
Spiritual Wife— The Marriage Contract Annulled .... 99
CHAPTER XI.
MORMON 0CTRAGB3.
ftnrtematic RoWi)erie8— The " Regulators "-Tidings of Sirs. Clark . . .108
CHAPTER XII.
EEGtrLATOBS.
UnTrclcome Tislt<»8 — ^Midnight Murder— Escape of Mr. Ward . . » . 114
CHAPTER XIII.
THE FOREST.
Mr. Ward's Account of his Escape — The Regulators take Vengeance— The Dilemma
— Agoniaing Suspense — Character of Mrs. Bradish ..... 120
CHAPTER XIV.
EETURM OF THE MESSENOSB.
Mrs. Bradish in a Dungeon— An Attack Contemplated .... 189
Contents. vii
CHAPTER XV.
THB LIBER1TI017, AND BOMHTHCTO EUDB.
PAGB
DeathoftheProphet— The Oath and its Penalty .... 185
CHAPTER XVI.
THE NETV LEADER.
Description of the New Leader— Heartless Conduct of the Prophet . . .140
CHAPTER XVII.
Goma OTV.
Preparations for Departing — Retiu-n of Mrs. Bradish— Mrs. Bradish relates her
Adventures— Mode of making New Converts — Family Jars .... 144
CHAPTER XVIII.
EMILY'S NARRATIVE.
The Prophet's Favorite—Incipient Vanity— Scenes in a Poor-House— The Poor-
House in an Uproar ......... I5f
CHAPTER XIX.
SUNDRY MATTERS.
Polygamy encouraged by the Prophet— A Stampede — A Rain-storm in the Prairies
—A Solemn Sight— The Closing Scene . . . . . . .166
CHAPTER XX.
FORDING A RIVER AND ITS CONSEQUENCES.
The First Great Difficulty— Perilous Passage— The Catastrophe — Alarmed by
Indians 174
CHAPTER XXI.
WOMEN LOST OR CAPTURED.
Foolhardlness of Mrs. Bradish— Pears for the Missing "Women— The Fearless Scout
—The Re-Capture .182
CHAPTER XXII.
EMILY'S NARRATIVE CONTINUED.
The BuflEaloos- The Bitter Taunt— Emily learns who She is— The Lost Will . . 191
CHAPTER XXII L
FURTHER DEVELOPMENTS.
Strange Advice for a Woman to give — Trouble in Store for Louisa— The PainM
Discovery— The Mischief Maker— Two of a Trade can't agree — The Listeners —
The Voice of Nature wUl be heard— Fond Hearts re-united— The Disappointed
Match-Maker 199
viii Contents.
CHAPTER XXIV.
tOTB IS THB WILDKRJIESS.
FAGS
Courting by the Camp-Fire— A True Woman— She Would and She Wouldn't . 215
CHAPTER XXY.
A wife's tboublb.
The Power of the Wni— Blissful Ignorance— Snake Indians and theiTj Captire-'
Attempts at Ransom ......... 223
CHAPTER XXVI.
AH UKXXPBCTBD ENCOUSTBB.
The Intercepted Letter— Fan Catches a Tartar '.230
CHAPTER XXVII.
A WrVf CHARACTBB.
The Beau Ideal— Fraternal LoTe— A Childish Vision— Santa F6 Traders . 235
CHAPTER XXVIII.
THB FUGITITBS.
Anxiety for the Absent— A New Flora's Interpreter- Young Blood ««. An Old Head
'-The Sacrificial Dance— Hide and Seek . . . . • . .248
CHAPTER XXIX.
watbb! watbbI watbb!
Munnurings in the Camp — Horrible Sufferings— More of Fan's Coquetries — Hostile
Indians . 263
CHAPTER XXX.
OTHEB DIFFICULTIES.
A New Difficulty— Ethleen the Indian Girt— Picturesque Scenery— An Indian Altar
The Last Trial 261
CHAPTER XXXI.
BBAS BIVBB VAIXET.
The Secret Enemy— Dissatisfaction Broods in Secret — ^The Sacred Garments — Mrs.
Bradish Declines the Honor— The Promised Land— The Startling Missive . . 270
CHAPTER XXXII.
OTHER BMIGRAXTS.
Discourses on Polygamy— A Scene at •' Meal-Time "—Sport and Scandal— The Re«
jected Loyer— The Prophet Brayed by a Woman— Destiny will Decide . . 3S1
Contents.
CHAPTER XXXIII.
A HOME IS THE DESERT.
PAGH
The Source of Mormon Stability— The New City— An Old Fool and a Young Flirt-
Evil Results of Polygamy— Mrs. Haley in Trouble^The Bitter Sorrow— Ancient
Practices Revived ......... 294
CHAPTER XXXIV.
kmily's narrative continusd
The Prophet and his Victim— The Bravado— Family Secrets— The Conspirators . 308
CHAPTER XXXV.
CHURCH AND STATE.
Primitive way of Choosing Preachers— Little Spirits in want of Bodies — Debasing
tendency of Polygamy— A Father sells his Daughters— Brother Weldy's Chief
Blessing— The Sale Consummated . . . . . . .815
CHAPTER XXXVI.
THK SELF-ACCTJ6KR AND THE DYING HUSBAND.
The Forsaken Wife— The Perfection of Meekness— Bitter Reflections— Mother and
Daughter— The Poison Root
CHAPTER XXXVII.
A SCENE.
The Ill-boding Wife— Meeting Troubles half way— She put it in his Head— A Domes-
tic Scene— Diflaculties Thicken— Mutual Recriminations . . . .839
CHAPITER XXXVIII.
EMILY AGAIN.
The Missing Maiden— The Alarm Increases — An Expedition starts [in Search of
Emily 850
CHAPTER XXXIX.
MARRIAGES.
She Mourns as for the Dead— A Hard-hearted Old Man— The Hoary Lover and
Youthful Victims— A Model Father— Matrimonial Speculations . , . 366
CHAPTER XL.
A CONSULTATION.
The Unsuccessful Search— The Prophet's Mandate— The Prophet Suspected— Mrs.
Bradish Utters Treason— Ambition Thwarted . . . . . .8(56
X Contents.
CHAPTER XLI.
SIFrSSEN'CES.
PAG>
A Gigantic Scheme — Mormonism Antagonistic to Kepublicanlsm— Mormon Hunters
kill Btrange Game— Pecoliarities of Utah Indians . . . . .876
CHAPTER XLII.
THB KETT TTIFE.
A Discontented Mind— A Mormon Dinner-table — The Solution of the Riddle— A
House divided again Itself— The Non-Intercourse System— The Tables Turned—
The Quarrel . . . , 8S4
CHAPTER XLIII.
KTHLEEii'S ADVKMTUaE.
Grief of the Indian Wife— Harmer relates his Adrentarea— Sagacity of Sthleen . 899
CHAPTER XLIV.
THB GOLD rSTEB XSD IfS EFFBCTS.
The Gold Fever— Portrait of a Mormon Lady— Indian Vengeance— Awful Effects of
the Poison— Return of the Gold Hunter 407
CHAPTER XLV.
BEVELATI0N8.
He8meri8m_in aid to Mormonism— Mrs. Bradish Rereals Secrets— Re-appearance
of Emily— Harmer finds bis Betrothed . . . . . . .416
CHAPTER XLVI.
MTSTEBIBS.
Mysterious Disappearances — Gross Deceplion— Mormon Barbarities — ^Having Eyes
they See Not— Interesting Dialogue . . . . . . .424
CHAPTER XLVII.
LIGHT.
Important Discovery— Murder of Gunison's Party— Dangerous Knowledge — Horrid
Treachery— She is Doomed ........ 485
CHAPTER XLVIII.
USCBBTAINTT— CONCLXTSIOK.
Doubts and Fears— Escape of the Author— The Warning— Conclusion , . 445
FEMALE LIFE AMONG THE MORMONS.
CHAPTER I.
INTRODUCTORY.
MY early life was passed in that beautiful and picturesque
region, which borders the Skaneateles Lake, in the State
of New York. The season of my childhood passed in compara-
tive peace and happiness, but circumstances, over which I had
no control, brought me into contact with enemies, who sought,
by the most malicious and slanderous reports, to injure my repu-
tation— ^in which they succeeded ; and smarting under the neglect
of former friends, I determined to abandon my home, and
privately visit some relatives of my mother, who were living near
Albany. For this purpose I left the house of A J ,
in Spafiford, Onondaga County, New York, and took the stage
for TJtica in the same State. I had not previously apprised my
friends of this intended visit, because I feared that my enemies
might thus be informed of my destination, and I could not feel
safe from their malice, however great the distance, if they knew
where I was.
The only passenger in the stage except myself, was a gentle-
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10 Female Life among the Mormons.
man, apparently middle-aged, of rather handsome features and
prepossessing appearance. The Mormon Bible and opinions were
at that time the general topic of discussion, in all society through
this vicinity, and after a few general remarks on the state of the
roads, weather, and kindred subjects, he inquired with a piercing
look, what I thought of the Mormons.
" I think it is all delusion," I replied.
" And why do you think so ?" he inquired.
*'Many reasons conspire to strengthen this opinion," I
answered.
" Please state them."
" In the first place, then, I have seen this Joseph Smith, the
author of the Mormon Bible, and I could discover nothing in
his appearance at all corresponding with a divine character,"
*' Yet, if I have been rightly informed, many persons in your
part of the country think otherwise."
"It is true," I answered, "that many people of my acquain-
tance, in Scott and Spaflford, have embraced Mormonism, but
every delusion, however absurd, will have its believers."
" There was a family in Coldbrook by the name of Cheeny, I
think," suggested the man.
" Yes," I answered, " Mr. Cheeny's family were considered
very fine people, were members of the Free-will Baptist Church,
and the Pulsifers too; Pulsifer, the Swamp Angel," and I burst
into a laugh.
" The Swamp Angel ?" said my fellow traveller, inquii-ingly,
"who was that?"
"There were two families by the name of Pulsifer, both
believers in Mormon," I answered. " A child died in one of
these families, and the Mormons gave out that, on a certain
night, an angel would come and carry the body to heaven. The
time appointed arrived, the relatives of the dead were assem-
bled, when a figure in white, and with small bells attached to
A False Angel. 11
its garments, appeared. A party of the unbelievers, lying in
ambush, immediately gave chase. The figure ran for a neigh-
boring swamp, but was pursued, taken, stripped of its angel
robes, and proved to be Pulsifer, the uncle of the deceased."
" False," said my companion.
" I assure you it was the truth," I continued ; " and poor old
Mr. Humphrey was deceived by them, too. The old man was
determined to be right, if possible. He was first a member of
the Free-will Baptists ; thon he joined the Seventh-day Baptists
— left them, and was baptized to the faith and order of
Mormon ; subsequently deserted the Mormons, and united with
the Baptists again, and then finally returned to the Mormons,
by whom be was dipped seven times in succession, on account of
his apostasy. He remained faithful to them after that, but
always observed the seventh day."
" Well," observed the gentleman, " the Mormons were not
chargeable with the absurdities of their devotee."
" Oh, no I" I answered, " but they have enough of their
own."
*' Were you ever acquainted with Elder Gould ?" he inquired.
** I have seen him ; he used to preach in Spafiford."
"He did, and with great acceptability, yet he joined the
Mormons."
" And poor Mrs. Maxson was induced to leave her husband
and children and go with them ; and Maria Ripley, a young
woman, left her aged and infirm parent, and went off, too."
"For which they were wholly justifiable," said the man.
"For he that loveth father, or mother, or husband, or wife,
more than me, is not worthy of me."
" Are you then a believer in Mormon ?" I inquired.
" I am, or I am not," he answered.
" Hardly a fair way of answering a question," I said ; and the
conversation came to a pause.
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12 Female Life among the Mormons.
At this time I was wholly unacquainted with the doctrine of
magnetic influence ; but I soon became aware of some unac-
countable power exercised over me by my fellow traveller. His
presence seemed an irresistible fascination. His glittering eyes
were fixed on mine ; his breath fanned my cheek; I felt bewil-
dered and intoxicated, and partially at least lost the sense of
consciousness, and the power of motion.
The stage stopped to change horses. The weather was
excessively cold, and my companion proposed that we should go
into the inn to warm. I made no objection; indeed, I felt
incapable of resistance to his wishes. We were ushered into a
warm and comfortable parlor, the floor of which was covered by
a cheap carpet, yet looking very neat and tidy ; and the
papered walls, hung with several pictures, in oaken frames. My
companion requested me to be seated, and called for refresh-
ments. I obeyed mechanically, and when the wine and cakes
were furnished partook sparingly. My companion became com-
municative ; informed me that his name was "Ward, that he was
a man of property, and a widower, with two children, that he
was well acquainted with many people in Scott, my native
place, and had frequently heard the name of my father men-
tioned as a citizen of exalted reputation.
Here I made some allusion to the length of time which the
stage seemed stopping. He said it was nothing unusual in cold
weather, and that, for his own part, he would prefer not to go
farther that day. " I suppose, that you can stay if you wish,"
I said. " Not without you,^^ he answered, and again fixing on
my face one of his piercing looks. I became immediately sensi-
ble of some unaccountable influence drawing my sympathies
towards him. In vain I struggled to break the spell. I was
like a fluttering bird before the gaze of the serpent-charmer.
At length, by a powerful effort of will, I succeeded in
releasing myself from the captivation, and, rising, went towards
Magnetic Influence. 13
the door, to ascertain when the stage would be ready. There I
met a boy, and inquired of him :
^'Laws, ma'am, the stage has been gone this hour," he said,
wonderingly. "'T won't be back neither 'fore day after next,'*
he continued.
Mr. Ward was just behind me.
*"Tis strange," he said. "I wonder what the rascal of a
driver was thinking of to leave us in this manner." I recollect
at the moment that a faint perception that Ward was at the bot-
tom of the matter, crossed my mind. I turned to accuse him
of it, but the landlady just then came into the room, to inquire
of what I stood in need.
*' The stage has left us," said Ward, " but I consider it fortu-
nate rather than otherwise. The weather is too cold to travel.'*
"The weather is certainly cold," said the landlady, "and we
shall be happy to entertain you both till the stage comes round
again. Shall I have a fire made for Madam in a separate apart-
ment ?"
" Certainly," I said, and the landlady departed.
" On more accounts than one," resumed Ward, " I regard
this circumstance as fortunate. The Mormons are to have a
great meeting here this very evening."
" And what is that to me ?" I said, interrupting him.
" It may, it must be something to you," he answered ; " I
desire you to go and see, and hear for yourself."
** Go," I answered, astonished at the audacity of the pro-
posal ; " go into such a company of entire strangers ?"
" And what if they be strangers ; you have seen too much
of the world, I imagine, to be afraid of strangers."
" I am not afraid of strangers," I began.
" Then what is there to hinder your going ?" he interrupted.
*' It will be much more interesting than staying in this stupid
place."
14 Female Life among the Mormons.
*' Very likely."
" To be sure it will ; you can go with me."
Here Mr. Ward left the room for a short time, and I began
to examine the books which lay on the table. The first one I
took up was the Book of Mormon, and during my examination
of it Mr. Ward returned. He commended my employment,
and said that my room would soon be ready, which was a great
mistake, as I heard no further mention of it. I have since had
reason to believe that ho countermanded my orders, through
fear of losing his influence over me. Be that as it may, the
hours passed on, and the night came, while I yet remained the
occupant of the parlor. Mr. Ward, in the meantime, had
spared no pains to win my confidence, and ingratiate himself in
my esteem. He bore letters of recommendation and introduc-
tion to some of the first men in the country. These, I have
since learned, were forgeries from beginning to end, being a
species of Mormon imposture.
"The landlady seems very dilatory in getting your room
ready," he said, at length. " She certainly cannot expect that
you are going to stay all night in the parlor."
" I will go and inquh'e."
" It is unnecessary, I will inquire for you."
Before I could reply, he disappeared, but soon returned with
the disagreeable information that the rooms were already occu-
pied, and that it would be impossible for them to entertain me.
This was in direct contradiction to what I had previously heard,
and my astonishment was depicted on my countenance, when
Mr. Ward, to reconcile the discrepancy, told me that a large
wedding party, relatives of the landlord, had just arrived, and
that the apartment designed for me, had been appropriated to
the bride. " But," he continued, *' it will be some consolation
for you to know, that I discovered the trunk containing your
wardrobe standing in the hall. The rascally stage-driver must
Curiosity Awakened. 16
have misunderstood your orders, .and thonght that yon were at
the end of jour journey."
" But the fare ?" I suggested.
" If he has gone off without his pay, it will injure no one but
himself. He was half-drunk, I suppose."
" Is there no other inn in the village ?" I inquired.
"Kone that I know of; however, if you will go with me I
can introduce you to a worthy lady of my acquaintance, who
will be happy to receive you."
And I went with him ; what else could I do ?
CHAPTER II.
THE MORMON MEETING.
ii innHE lady to whom I am about to introduce you," said
\_ Mr. Ward, as we walked, in the pale, misty moonlight,
along the slippery streets, "is a Mormon ; and the meeting
to-night is to be held at her house."
" Why did you not tell me of this before ?" I inquired.
"What difference would that have made?" he answered,
you are constrained to depart from the inn ; you have no
acquaintance here ; I could not introduce you to a more hospi-
table person ; and you must excuse me, but I considered it a
fine opportunity to make you acquainted with some of our
leading tenets."
That word ^^ ourp'' he was, then, a Mormon, and I was mor-
ally in the power of that fanatical sect. Yet it was too late to
retreat : my sympathies were with Mr. Ward ; and then a
strange and unaccountable feeling of curiosity took possession
16 Female Life among the Mormons.
of my mind. I had heard much said about Mormon Meetings —
the miracles and supernatural appearances said to attend them
— and now was to have the chance of judging for myself. I
felt half-pleased with the idea, but hesitated about telling my
companion so. As we passed along, two or three persons came
up to Mr. Ward, at different times, and exchanged with him
rapid signs, and some inarticulate words, of which I could only
distinguish "ready," on one side, and "soon" on the other.
The house of Mrs. Bradish stood at some distance from the
main road, in the midst of a large yard that was bounded on
the north by a deep, dense wood. 'The building itself was a
very large antique structure, built long before the Revolution,
and serving, under the seigniorial tenures then in vogue, as the
mansion-house of the hereditary lords of the soil. Some parts
of it had fallen into decay, but enough remained in a good state
of preservation to furnish a very handsome residence to a
wealthy family.
Mrs. Bradish received us with a stately and dignified hospi-
tality, yet with such a conciliating manner as made me feel
myself welcome, although she did not say so. She was a fine-
looking woman, with a head and face decidedly intellectual.
She conducted me to an elegant, yet old-fashioned, apartment in
the eastern wing of the building, where a substantial supper
was spread by one of the domestics ; her family having already
partook of the evening meal. She sat, however, and served at
the table. Her conversation was deeply interesting, and con-
tained a long and full description of Mormon tenets.
" And you will meet with us to-night. Miss B , will you
not ?" she said, in conclusion.
" I hardly know, Mrs. Bradish," I answered ; " something
tells me that I had better not."
"It is the evil spirit, my child," she answered, fervently;
" depend upon it, the tempter seeks your destruction."
The Midnight Meeting. IT
I could scarcely forbear a smile.
"Do not smile," she said, solemnly; *'do not tamper with
your eternal interests. And then we are to' have a miracle
to-night."
''A miracle?" ,
" Yes : the dead restored to life."
** Impossible I Mrs. Bradish, you jest."
"I do not," she answered, solemnly. ''Was not Lazarus
raised from the dead, and the son of the widow of Nain. Do
you think that the arm of the Lord is shortened, that he can-
not save, or that the miracles which attended his first revelation
would be withheld from the second ? We are in expectation of
even greater things than these."
" What could be greater ?" I inquired.
" The resurrection of the living."
" Explain yourself."
" By the resurrection of the living, I mean the adoption of
the faith of Mormon. You understand me ?"
I could not say that I did ; but when she again invited me to
be present at the meeting, I signified my assent. She then
retired to make preparations, informing me that, when the
assembling-hour, which was that of midnight, arrived, she would
call for me.
Left alone with my thoughts, I was forcibly impressed with
the singularity, not to say danger, of my situation, and more
than once regretted my precipitate abandonment of home. But
it never was my habit to indulge in unpleasant reflections ; so I
looked around for some book of amusement. A volume of
Swedenborg was all that the room contained in the shape of
literature. The subject of this was new, and consequently
interesting. Buried in the dreams and reveries it rehearsed, I
took no note of the flight of time, until the clock chimed eleven.
It yet wanted one hour of the time appointed for the meeting.
18 Female Life AiioxG the Mormons.
I felt somewhat drowsy, and rose to examine my room. It con-
tained a bed, with snow-white counterpane and curtains ; a
large massive table, in antique style, with feet and legs carved
to resemble the corresponding limbs of a bear or some other
uncouth animal ; washstand of the same pattern, with furniture
of more modern appearance ; two or three chairs, carved and
stuffed ; a case of drawers, and a small murror. There was also
a wide, old-fashioned open fireplace, in which a roaring fire was
blazing and crackling. Xear the fireplace was a window hung
with thick, heavy curtains ; at the further end of the apartment,
and directly opposite the window, was a door. It was locked ;
but immediately over it hung the key. Perhaps it was a breach
of hospitality, but my curiosity overcame my discretion. I
applied the key : the bolt flew back, and the door swung open
I now perceived that this was the entrance to a long hall or
passage, with doors on either side, communicating with other
rooms. I advanced to one of them, and plainly perceived the
trliraraering of light through the crevices, and heard the indis-
tinct murmur of voices. At length, one louder than the others,
in which I instantly recognized that of Mr. Ward, exclaimed :
" How "wonderful !" " ^is more than wonderful," said another ;
"'tis miraculous. Praise the Lord 1"
The clock struck twelve, there was a movement as of rising
in the room, and I retreated to my apartment, locking the door
to prevent intrusion.
Fifteen minutes elapsed before Mrs. Bradish arrived ; her
countenance wore an expression of unusual solemnity, and
taking me by the hand, she said in a low voice, that slightly
trembled.
" The power of the Most High God will be exhibited to-night,
but do not be alarmed ; indeed, there is uo cause for fear."
** I am not afraid," I answered ; neither was I so far as per-
sonal violence was concerned, though t*he remarkable character
Arrival of Joe Smith. 19
of what I had heard, had certainly affected my nerves with a
slight tremor. Having sufficiently adjusted my hair and apparel,
we descended together. The room in which the Mormons were
assembled, was a large oblong hall, with curtained windows.
The furniture consisted of a few rude benches, and a table resem-
bling a huge desk, stood at the upper end, on which a small
candle was feebly burning. It was impossible to form anything
like a correct calculation of the numbers assembled, on account
of the obscurity. I could only perceive an indiscriminate mix-
ture of men and women, many of whom were fantastically
disguised. Some were seated, others standing ; but the High
Priest of the ceremonies had not yet arrived. ^
" And who," said I to Mrs. Bradish, " conducts the meeting
to-night ?"
" Brother Smith," she answered.
"What; Joe Smith!"
" Brother Joseph Smith, and since the advent of Jesus Christ,
the world has never seen a greater. I am ready to exclaim
with Simeon of old ' Now, Lord, lettest thou thy servant depart
in peace, for mine eyes have seen thy salvation.' "
" Was it possible," thought I, " that a woman of such a dig-
nified and intellectual countenance could be the dupe of a vile man.
I remembered Joe Smith, as an ignorant, stupid dolt of a fellow,
who presence was never tolerated in good society, Mrs. Bradish
disturbed my revery by whispering that Brother Smith had
arrived. There was a slight stir, a murmur of applause in the
apartment ; I raised my eyes ; side by side with Mr. Ward, at
the further end of the room, stood a tall, elegant-looking man,
with dark piercing eyes, and features, which if not handsome,
were imposing. His manners, too, were wonderfully improved.
The centre of all eyes, he seemed neither shy, embarrassed, nor
reserved, neither was there anything bold or forward in his
appearance. How unlike the lazy, impudent Joe Smith, of my
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memory. I whispered to Mrs. Bradish, " whence came this Mr.
Smith?"
" He has been out West," she answered, " in company with a
party of the saints, who hare settled in the Promised Land, the
Canaan, on the other side of Jordan."
This struck me as exceedingly laughable and ludicrous.
Smith now commenced speaking, and the utmost silence pre-
Tailed. His discourse was on the nature of miracles, and the
promise of Christ to his followers, that miraculous powers
should attend them, ctcu to the end of the world. I observed
that he quoted much dk>re from the Hebrew Scriptures, than the
Book of Mormon, and remarked the same to Mrs. Bradish.
" That is perfectly consistent," she answered, **' since much
that is contained in one Bible, is to be found in the other.
They harmonize perfectly ; that is, we make them."
The sermon was Tery short, in order that more time might be
employed in the performance of miracles. At its close the light
was removed from the desk, and placed in a socket directly over
it. Smith then knelt, the others foUowed his example, and the
whole company remained some time in silent prayer. At length
he rose, the others still knelt. After a moment's silence he
uttered the solemn and impressive words :
*' It is my word, saith the Lord, ye shall be delivered from
death, which is the power of the devil, from sorrow and sighing.
T 'in the might of the Spirit, I command you, bring
: . ^ r dead !"
The deep stillness which succeeded these words was awfully
impressive. The door slowly opened, and two men entered
bearing a corpse. It was the body of a young and beautiful
female, clad in the white habiliments of death, and looking, Oh I
how ghastly and ghostly in the dim obscurity of the uncertain
light. The limbs were stiff and rigid, the eyes and mouth
partially open, and the whole aspect of the countenance that of
The Frantic Mother. 21
death. The bearers stretched her on the desk. Smith turned
to them with an expression of feature I could not fathom ;
Ward stood beside him, and I detected him glancing more than
once at myself.
" Whose child is this ?" said Smith.
" Mine," answered. one of the men, solemnly.
" Did she die suddenly ?"
" She did."
" When ?"
** This afternoon."
" Belieyest thou ?"
*' I believe," said the man, impressively, " help thou my
unbelief."
" Did this child believe ?"
" She was a believer."
" 'Tis well ; thy child shall be restored."
There was a faint shriek from the group of spectators, and a
woman, whom I subsequently ascertained to be the mother of
the dead, rushed forward and threw herself at the feet of
Smith.
" Restore my child," she cried, passionately ; " she was too
young, too good, and too beautiful to die. Restore her, and I
will worship you for ever."
'* Woman, I said it," he replied ; then turning to the company
he said, " let some one of the sisters look after this woman, she
must not be permitted to interfere."
Mrs. Bradish went forward, and raising the woman, led her
to a seat.
"Let the believers rise," resumed Smith, "and sing the
Hallelujah Chant."
A moment after the strain begun, low at first, but swelling
out wild and tumultuous as the enthusiasm increased, and the
passions of the assembly were brought into exercise.
22 Female Life among the Mormons.
When Nephl came out of Palestine,
And Tehi from among the heathen,
The great and mighty ocean was driven back before them ;
The mountains fled away ;
The hills sunk in the lakes,
And the rivers were dried up.
Then was life brought back from death,
And souls restored from the grave,
By the mighty power of faith.
Halleluiah !
And it shall be so again.
Hallelujah !
Even now our eyes behold it,
HaUeli^ah !
The pale, cold corpse is waking,
HaUelujah I
Strength is returning to its Ihnbs,
Hallelujah !
We shall see her again as we have seen her.
Hallelujah !
■ - In the pride and beauty of life.
Hallelujah I
With jio cerements clinging to her bosom,
Halleliuah t
It comes, the power of the Most High God for ever,
Halleliyah!
He has listened to the voice of His servant and Apostle,
Halleluiah !
He has arrested the might of death at His bidding,
HaUelujah !
As He did at the bidding of Moses and El^ah,
HaUelujah !
As he did at the bidding of Christ and Saal^f Tarsus,
HaUelujah !
The intense interest of the scene, however, became too deeply
absorbing for singing. Yoice after voice ceased until the
whole company relapsed into the most profound silence.
Smith meanwhile stood beside the apparently dead body. He
pressed and stroked the head, breathed into the mouth, and
rubbed the frigid limbs, saying in a deep, low tone, " Live thou
again, young woman. Let sight return to these eyes, now
sightless, and strength to these limbs, now nerveless. Let life,
and vigor, and animation, inspire this wasted frame.'^
The Dead Quickened. 23
Presently there was a slight movement of the muscles, the
eyes opened and shut, the arms were flung out and then brought
together again ; and at last the body sat up. The effect on
the assembly was electrical. The mother fell into violent
hysterics ; many of the females shrieked, others sobbed, Mrs.
Bradish trembled violently ; and what shall I say of myself ? 1
stood gazing, absorbed, almost incapable of sense or motion ;
my reasoning faculties altogether at fault on such a subject. A
voice breathed in my ear, " Dost thou now believe ?"
I turned ; Mr. Ward was at my side.
" I am astonished, if not convinced," I answered.
" You have seen the dead restored to life. Look ; she speaks
and walks."
Wooked, it was indeed, as he said. She had descended from
the table, and with her grave clothes on, was making the circuit
of the room, leaning on the arm of Smith. Oh ! for language to
express my feelings as she approached me. Oh 1 the awe, the
reverence attending the presence of one who had tasted the
mystery of death, and been plucked from the hand of the king
of terrors ; who had known by awful experience the fearful com-
bat with the last great enemy ; yet there was nothing pertaining
to death about her now. Her cheeks were flushed with life and
health, her eyes sparkled with animation, and her rounded and
voluptuous form contrasted strangely with her ghastly habili-
ments. She retired in company with a sister to change her dress,
while Smith again took his station at the further end of the
room.
" If any believer is lame, or rheumatic, or deaf, or blind, let
him have faith, and come forth to be cured. The power exer-
cised on earth by Jesus of Nazareth is delegated to me," he said,
in a loud voice.
A moment after an old man hobbled along , he was lame with
rheumatism.
"Believest thou r said Smith.
24 Female Life among the Mormons.
" Lord ; I believe 1'^ and lie laid his hand on his breast
impressively.
" How long have you been lame ?"
" For a long time, I was a Revolntioner ."
" Never mind that," said Smith, stooping to rub and manipu-
late the part affected. " Have faith in God, and thou shalt be
made whole."
Could I believe my eyes ; in a few minutes he walked around
the- room without crutch or staff. A deaf person next advanced.
The same questions were propounded to him, and answered
in the same manner. Smith breathed upon him, made a few
strokes and passes, put his fingers in the ears of the patient, and
then addressed him in a low voice. He heard perfectly well ;
the deafness had departed. In the same manner a woman par-
tially blind, was restored to sight, and others who were, or
believed themselves to be sick, were restored to health. At
that time I was ignorant of the power of mesmeric influence,
and the strange proceedings enacted there and then, were conse-
quently the more astounding and unaccountable.* I found it
impossible to reconcile what I had seen with any known laws of
physical agencies ; my mind was in a tumult of doubt and per-
plexity. It was by the exercise of such power, and the
performance of such deeds as these, that Smith acquired his
wonderful influence. It is not strange that those who felt their
diseases removed, who found their senses restored, and who even
believed themselves to have been recovered from death, should
attribute divine power and inspiration to the man, who so far
exceeded ordinary mortals in that particular at least ; that
they should fear to offend him, and obey his bidding with an
alacrity that bordered on servility ; nor did the exhibition of his
power cease with the recovery of diseases.
" Brother Babcock," he said, " will you take this chair ?" a
chair had been brought in for the purpose.
" You have nothing to fear, you are my friend ; but I wish to
* Joseph Smith wa* one of the earliest practitioner* io Akimai. &Uonxtism ; and it wai the oae of thk
power at that time, that convinced his disciples of his supposed mincnloos gifta.
Interruption of the Meeting. 25
manifest to all, the power which the Almighty has vouchsafed to
me, and how, when I please, I can deal with my enemies."
Babcock advanced timidly ; he feared to refuse, yet hesitated
to obey. Seated in the chair, Smith took a station opposite,
looked him directly in the face, motioned his arms towards him,
passed his hands along the body and extremities of the subject,
when the eyes of the latter closed, his limbs became palsied,
without feeling or motion, and every sense and perception seemed
closed to external objects.
" You see now,'" said Smith, pointing towards Babcock, " you
fsee the power which God has delegated to me, you cannot doubt
how immediately with a motion of my hands and a glance of my
eyes, I could transform my enemies to lifeless, senseless, lumps
of clay ; how I could deprive them of their senses, or compel
them to do my bidding, even to take their own lives."
" But we are friends," called out several, who were evidently
afraid that he would exercise his power over them.
"Certainly, you be," he answered; "I heal my friends, but
smite my enemies, even as Paul smote Elymus, the sorcerer."
With a motion or two of his hands. Smith restored Babcock to
his strength and senses ; others were then invited to come' forth
to be operated on. But all declined on the ground that they
were perfectly satisfied, and needed no further proof to convince
them of the greatness of his power.
Two or three times, during the last half hour, I had fancied
something unusual was going on outside the house, such as the
trampling of feet, and the drawing of a heavy body along the
ground. Suddenly, at this juncture, a noise, loud as the loudest
clap of thunder, or the discharge of artillery, resounded through
the house, the windows rattled, the door flew open, and a party of
half drunken men and boys rushed into the room. One single
friendly voice, which I knew to be t'hat of Ward, called out to
the Mormons, ** disperse for your lives." I heard the openiD(
2
26 Female Life among the Mormons.
and shutting of doors, the screams of women, and the Tocifera-
tions of men. The light had been immediately exthiguished,
and all involved in utter darkness. I felt a strong arm thrown
around my waist, and myself forcibly drawn along a passage
into another apartment. Then a voice whispered, "be not
alarmed, you are safe." It was Mrs. Bradish.
" What does it all mean ?" I inquired.
"We have long been obliged to hold our meetings in the
latter part of the night, and to employ as much secresy as pos-
sible, on account of the mobs, who seek every occasion to raise
a disturbance. But the Saints must be content to endure per-
secution. It has been their lot in all ages of the world."
"My dear madam," I replied, "you view the matter in a
very consolatory light." •
" Troubles, and trials, and tribulations in this world, or until
we reach the Promised Land ; peace and hajDpiness in the
next."
" But why does not Mr. Smith exercise his wondrous power
for the destruction of his enemies ?"
" Oh 1 he is too merciful, too lamb-like for that ; but hark,
the ruflfians are returning in full force."
We could plainly hear the trampling of many feet, a confused
mixture of voices blending in curses and execrations ; next, a
volley of stones were fired at the house, smash went the win-
dows, the doors slammed and banged.
" They are now in the house," said Mrs. Bradish, '^ but if we
are perfectly still I scarcely think that they will discover us."
I trembled from head to foot with apprehension. " Is it pos-
sible," I said, " that they are looking for us ?"
" Not exactly for us," she answered. " When the mob broke
into the house, the brethren fled ; the mob pursued, and proba-
bly not finding those they wished to abuse, have come back here
to make further search."
The Mob and its Yictim. 2t
" Are any concealed in the house ?"
"I suppose so/' she answered ; " heaven preserve them."
" Amen !" was my hearty response, for the noise and confusion
was becoming truly frightful.
" They are destroying your furniture — hark I"
" Yes, I hear."
Another moment, and the piercing shrieks of a woman rose
wild and shrill above the other voices,
" Oh, mercy 1 mercy ! Indeed I cannot tell you, for I know
not where he is*"
" Fool ! liar ; you shall tell. I'll pull every lock of your hair
out by the roots. Where is Joe Smith ? say : won't tell — then
here goes," cried a sharp, stern voice.
" Don't kill me ; don't kill me," shrieked the woman again.
There was a wild burst of laughter, and the screams became
shriller.
"I cannot, and will not bear this," said Mrs. Bradish.
" Stay here while I go to her assistance."
" If you go, I go too."
" Well take this, then," and she thrust a loaded pistol into
my hand, and whispered : " Be perfectly silent."
I took her arm, and we glided along to the room where the
noise told us that the mob had assembled.
We paused in the shadow of the door to reconnoitre. A
bright fire was burning within, for the villains had broken the
chairs and other furniture, and taken them for wood. In tlie
centre of the apartment, surrounded by her tormentors, stood
the helpless victim of lawless rage, and in her I instantly recog-
nized the female who, in my presence that night, had been
recovered from the power of death. They were crowding
around her, pulling her hair, pinching, striking and abusing her
iu every conceivable manner. The form of Mrs. Bradish seemed
to dilate, her eye to burn, and every feature to glow with
28 Female Life among the Mormons.'
intense passion, as slie advanced towards them, stood a moment
like a Pythoness, and cried " Stop 1"
Every eye turned towards her.
"What do you mean," she continued, "breaking into my
house at this time of night, and conducting in this manner ?
Begone, every one of you I"
" We are after Joe Smith. Where is he ?" they answered. .
"I don't know where he is, and if I did, I wouldn't tell
you."
" You do know, and you shall tell us," said one, who appeared
to be the leader.
"Roast her in the fire, yonder, that will fetch her to her
speech," said another.
" Yes ! yes I roast her ; pretty woman she is, concealing
that vagabond. I dare say he is in her bedroom."
Here the ruffians set up a loud laugh, and advanced towards
her.
" The first one who lays the weight of his finger on me is a
dead man," said Mrs. Bradish.
" Show fight, eh ! but we ain't afraid of petticoats. On to
her, boys."
They rushed upon her ; two pistols exploded the same instant.
Two of the villains reeled and fell groaning ; two more received
the weapons themselves hurled by her hand with deadly effect ;
the others drew back, for she stood calm, yet terrible with sup-
pressed passion, and brandishing a long, glittering knife.
" Come on," she cried, with the voice of a lioness, "come on,
every mother's son of you. Oh I there'll be two or three vil-
lains on this earth of knaves and fools the less. Thieves ! mur-
derers 1 house-breakers ! you ain't prepared to fight. Cowards !
wretches ! how I hate and despise you I Now, sneak off home,
poor, pitiful dogs, and tell youi* confederates that you were
beaten by a woman."
Female Heroism. 29
The poor girl, tlie moment she beheld Mrs. Bradish, rushed
towards her, and now knelt clinging to her garments, and weep-
ing like an infant.
"Don't weep so, poor child,'' said the former, soothingly.
" They shall torture you no more. Oh I they can amuse them-
selves with the cries and agonies of the helpless ; cowardly
knaves and midnight assassins as they be."
One of the more resolute advanced towards her, and received
a desperate wound in the shoulder. The whole party seemed
satisfied with this, and gathering up their wounded companions
beat a hasty retreat.
"We are clear of them at last," said Mrs. Bradish. "Did
they hurt you much, Ellen, dear ; that is, injure you seriously ?"
she continued.
" I don't know that they did ; they just wished to tease and
torture me, and I was so frightened," said Ellen.
" Well, dear, compose yourself ; and you, too. Miss B ,"
said Mrs. Bradish, turning to me, " I fear that this night's
agitation will injure your health."
I assured her that she need have no anxiety on that account,
and that probably the excitement would do me good.
"Well, at any rate, you require rest and slumber," she said,
and lighting a small lamp, she accompanied me to my room.
Ellen, I learned, would share her chamber, and both bade me
" good-night " affectionately. The day was just breaking, but
overcome by fatigue and excitement, I retired to bed, and after
some time spent in thought, fell asleep.
30 Female Life among the Mormons.
CHAPTER III.
MORMON VEXATIONS.
THE morning was far advanced, when a slight tap at the
door awakened me. I instantly rose, finished my toilet
hastily, and opened it, Mrs. Bradish extended 'her hand with a
sweet smile, and "How do you find yourself this morning,
dear ?"
" Quite well, I thank you."
She then informed me Ihat Ward had called, and inquired for
me, and invited mo to walk down and meet him at breakfast.
Is it necessary to say, that I felt gratified by the attention, or
that I bestowed more than usual care on my toilet that
morning ?
We found Mr. Ward in the parlor with Ellen. He looked
exceedingly well, and led me to a seat.
*' I am very much concerned," he said, " that you should have
been exposed to the reckless fury of the mob ; when the villains
pursued us, I had no idea that they would return to attack the
house."
" For my part," said Mrs. Bradish, jocosely, " I think it will
have a saliltary effect on Miss B . She has learned some-
thing of the violence and lawless character of our enemies, and
I tell you we have done things up for them."
" Mrs. Bradish is brave as a lion," I said.
"As to that," she answered, "Pll own to having some blood
in my veins, and then the manner in which us, free citizens, have
Grievous Annoyances. 31
been treated, just for presuming to exercise the right of opinion,
is really outrageous. Miss B knows nothing about it yet.
We were prevented from baptizing our converts in the day-time,
by the multitudes of men and boys, who would gather with
drums, horns, and frying-pans, and shout, yell, and dance, with
all manner of hideous noises and antics. Then we concluded to
have our baptisms privately in the night ; but the wretches
found it out, and went and collected all the carrion in the coun-
try, which was no small quantity, and taking it to the water,
threw it in, precisely in the place where the administrators were
accustomed to enter, with the expectation tha.t the holy man
would thereby be defiled with filth. On another occasion, w4ien
the night was very dark, and wo had only one small lantern, in
order to avoid observation as much as possible, the trees along
the bank of the stream were suddenly illuminated by the most
hideous and awful-looking faces that mortal eyes ever beheld ;
many were so frightened that they ran shrieking from the
place."
" What were they ?" I inquired.
*' We subsequently ascertained that a party of boys had
ascended the trees, with a parcel of gourd-shells cut in a fright-
ful manner, with candles in the cavities, which, being lit on a
preconcerted signal, gave them the terrifying appearance we
witnessed."
" Did you run, Mrs. Bradish ?" inquired Ward.
'^ Now, Mr. Ward, you know better than to ask that ; you
know very well that I did not ; you are perfectly aware, that if
Anna Bradish ever runs from boys or gourd-shells, the time has
yet to come."
*' I believe so," said Ward.
"Was any one of your people injured in the fracas of last
night ?" I inquired.
*' None mortally, that I have heard of, but Hannah Donnelly
32 Female Life among the Mormons.
was nearly frozen by being thrown down, tied neck and foot^
and rolled in the snow for a foot-ball," said that gentleman.
" The wretches," said Mrs. Bradish, " how I wish that I had
been there."
"ISo, Mrs. Bradish," I answered, "we could not possibly
have done without you last night."
"Then my presence was required in two places at one
time."
" In half a dozen places, you might have said," cried Ward ;
" for they tied Betsy Basset to a stump, and then heaped snow
on her, till she was buried five or six feet beneath the surface."
" JLnd what else."
" Stripped Hetty Camel entirely nude, and left her to make
the best of her way home."
" I shouldn't suppose she tarried long on the route," said
Ellen, composedly.
" Oh ! the wretches," said Mrs. Bradish, "but I done for two
of them ; what next ?"
" The last that I have seen of Brother Bradley, he was going
off on a rail, borne by four stout fellows, who were singing
lustily :
" » Mormon came across the ocean,
All through storm, and wind, and hail,
And if we had him here this evening,
We would ride him on a rail.' "
" Oh I the blasphemous infidels 1" said Mrs. Bradish, " I
wonder that fire don't come down out of heaven and devour
them."
Breakfast was now served, but the conversation continued.
"I subsequently heard," resumed Ward, "that they carried
that good brother to the Creek, cut a hole in the ice, and
ducked him three or four times."
" Horrible I"
Ridiculous Catastrophe. 33
" He arrived at home, however ; but more dead than alive,
with his clothes frozen to his body."
"Did you ever hear the beat, Miss B ?" said Mrs.
Bradish, indignantly. " And those people had done nothing at
all to excite the malice of their tormentors, except, indeed, to
differ from them in opinion."
*' It was certainly too bad."
** You know how exceedingly timorous old Mr. Wood is,"
resumed Ward.
*' I know that he is."
" Well, the rufSans surrounded him, it seems through clear
deviltry ; talked, hooted, halloed, and made him think that
something dreadful was to pay. However, he succeeded in
breaking from them, at last, and his thoughts naturally reverted
to his son Neddy ; he tore down the street like a locomotive
broke loose, for he is exceedingly fat, screaming at the top of
his voice : ' Neddy ! Neddy I Neddy I' Arrived at his home, he
was too badly frightened to wait and open the gate, so he burst
through it ; and, instead of going into the house, could not find
the door, and ran around it three times, when, seeing the hen-
house open, he rushed into it, and carefully ensconced himself in
one corner. The outraged poultry flew out, shrieking and Equal-
ing, just as Neddy, who had discovered that something unusual
was going on, came out of the house."
"That was rather ludicrous than otherwise, as it seems no
one was injured," I observed.
Mrs. Bradish thought otherwise ; she could not see anything
laughable in the affair : did not believe in frightening people out
of their senses ; and, finally, ended with assuming there would
be neither peace nor rest for the saints on earth.
" Their inquiries here were for Smith, and I suppose that if
they could have found him, they would have let the others
alone," I observed. ,.--^ .. ^
34 Female Life among the Mormons.
" That may be ; but lie is altogether beyond their power."
" Think so V
"I know it. Christ was annoyed by the presence of the
devil, but the enemy had no power over him. I have seen
Brother Smith in situations of peril that would have alarmed an
ordinary man, yet it never moved him a hair."
"I believe," said Mr. Ward, "that we had better take
Brother Smith's advice — dispose of our property as we best can,
and remove West. We shall always be exposed to persecutions
here, among these heathen ; there we can raise a pure and
acceptable vineyard to the Lord, and sit under our own vines
and fig-trees, with no one to make us afraid."
" As to that," replied Mrs. Bradish, " I am not afraid here.
The law allows rae the privilege of self-defence, and that is about
all I ask."
" But all are not so courageous as yourself," said Mr. Ward.
" I remember very well when the crackers and blue-lights came
dancing through the school-house, you were the only one who
retained anything like presence of mind. You must pity the
weaker brethren."
Mrs. Bradish was never displeased with compliments on her
superior courage ; and, beginning to be interested in the recital
of these incidents, which, though vexatious to the Mormons,
partook largely of a ludicrous character, I inquired in what way
blue-lights and school-houses were connected.
" It surpasses the bounds of belief," said Mrs. Bradish.
"What infinite pains our enemies have taken to torment and
perplex us. You see it was in the first' days of Mormonism, the
devil had not become so rampant and roaring as he has since,
and we were accustomed to hold meetings in the school-house.
Brother Smith generally presided ; at other times, we had the
services of Brother Harris. Both were present on the occasion
of which I am speaking : the exercises were highly interesting,
Proposition to Move West. 35
and Brother Smith was relating a vision with which he had been
favored, when a large ball, apparently of fire, descended from a
hole in the ceiling overhead. It was immediately followed by a
discharge of innumerable small crackers and snap-dragons, which
flew hopping, hissing, and fizzing in every direction. I believe
every one in the house got out the best way they could, except
myself. I stuck to the ship ; and, when the shower slackened,
piled the benches one above the other, mounted them, and thrust
my head through the aperture". About half-a-dozen youngsters
ivere up in the loft, and the alarm had been occasioned for their
amusement."
" Many of the Mormons have gone West," said Mr. Ward,
" and others are preparing to follow. The plan is, doubtless, a
good one ; and believers cannot do better than fall in with it."
" I have thought much of it lately myself," said Mrs. Bradish,
*' and have come to the conclusion to go with the rest ; and, as I
have neither child nor chick in the world, to leave my property
to the church when I have done with it — thereby building up
the temporal prosperity of Zion."
" The plan is excellent," said Ward.
" Your father will go, Ellen, will he not ?" said Mrs. Bradish.
*' I suppose so," said Ellen, thoughtfully.
" But, my love, why are you so sad and moody this morning ?"
said Mrs. Bradish ; *' you have scarcely spoken a word, and we
can all testify that you have eaten nothing."
Ellen smiled sadly, and, after a short time, rose from the table
and said she felt very ill.
" The effects of your recent fright," said Mrs. Bradish. " Go
to my chamber ; rest and compose yourself."
Ellen left the room.
•' Poor girl I I pity her," said Mrs. Bradish.
" And I almost envy her."
" Why so ?" said Mrs. Bradish, with a look of astonishment.
36 Female Life among the Mormons.
" How can you ask, after what I witnessed last night ? How
I longed to inquire of her what were the sensations of dying —
what her knowledge of the Dread Unknown — and whether she
did not regret her restoration to earth ; but fearing to agitato
or distress her, I had not the heart to allude to the subject in
her presence."
A peculiar expression, which I found it impossible to inter-
pret, flitted over the countenance of Ward.
*' It is well you did not," said Mrs. Bradish ; "she has more
trouble than some of us.''
" She seems young."
" She is young ; but youth is rather favorable to love. Her
afflictions are of that nature. In short, Ellen was betrothed to
Henry Manners, about one year since. The young man appeared
good-tempered and amiable, and there was every prospect of a
happy match, till Ellen, with her family, embraced the truth of
Mormon. This made him outrageous. He sought an interview
with her, to ascertain the fact, and then sternly and at once
revoked his promise — told her to go with the scoundrels, and
never let him see her face again. But he softened a little,
after that ; obtained another interview, and sought by threats,
entreaties, and even tears, to change her purpose, but she
remained inflexible ; and since that time, he has treated her
with studied neglect. An effort was made to induce him to join
with us, but he threatened to horsewhip the elder who visited
him, accused Brother Smith of all manner of deceptions, and
raved awfully."
" Could not Ellen become his wife, and retain her creed ?_" I
inquired.
"Oh, no," said Mrs. Bradish. "The saints are not permitted
to intermarry with the heathen."
" And you regard all as heathens who are not Mormons ?"
" So the Scriptures regard them," said Mrs. Bradish.
A Startling Proposition. 3^
" Not exactly," said Mr. Ward, seeing that I rather winced
under the appellation. A rapid glance was exchanged between
the two, and the lady said :
" Oh, well, maybe I was rather too fast in making that asser-
tion. However, Miss B , we should be extremely happy to
reckon you a sister. In short, why cannot you give up this
idea of visiting your relatives, and become one of us V
" I should not make a good devotee," was my reply. " I
have little faith in dreams or visions ; and I understand that
these are the chief bases of Mormonism."
"But, my dear, you must not believe mere rumors without
proof," said Mrs. Bradish. " You are the very person I desire
for a companion on my journey. Your relatives cannot do
better by you than I will. How long since you have seen
them ?"
" It has been some years," I replied.
" Were they aware of your intended visit ?"
" They were not."
"Allow me, then. Miss B , as a person of more expe-
rience than yourself, to suggest that you write them a letter
with the information, desiring an immediate answer, and remain
with me till you receive one."
" Where is the necessity of that ?" I inquired.
"If you receive an answer, with an invitation, you will be
certain of an hospitable reception ; if no answer arrives, you
will be spared the mortification of being treated with neglect or
Indifference. I speak plain ; but a friend of mine was actually
turned from the door of some relatives, who even refused to
recognize her, though they had passed the previous season at her
residence."
Similar incidents had fallen beneath my knowledge ; and,
thinking it probable that the vile breath of slander had reached
even there, the plan appeared a feasible one ; so, thanking Mrs.
38 Female Life among the Mormons.
Bradish for the interest she felt in my welfare, I informed her of
my accedence to her proposal.
" And while you are waiting for the answer, you must consent
to be my guest," said the lady.
This I readily concurred in.
"The stage comes along to-morrow ; you can write the letter
to-day, and I will bear it to the Post-office," said Mr. Ward.
The letter was accordingly written and dispatched.
CHAPTER IV.
SUNDRY MORMON MATTERS.
WHILE waiting for the invitation to visit my relatives, I
had frequent opportunities of seeing the Mormon leaders.
They professed great piety and great faith — talked much of their
persecutions and troubles — and were loud in their praises and
confident in their expectations of happiness in the Promised
Land. Mrs. Bradish, as a person of large property, seemed to
be held by them in great consideration. She delighted to be
considered a sort of priestess among them, and they were willing
to indulge her pardonable vanity. Smith came once or twice,
but said little to me, or any one. He was not calculated by
nature or education to shine in general conversation, and so he
wisely forbore remark.
Mr. "Ward was a constant visitor ; and, before a week had
elapsed, made me a formal ofi'er of his hand, and introduced me
to his children. I had expected as much, and was prepared with
an answer.
" I cannot embrace Mormouism."
Mr. Ward offers his Hand and Heart, 39'
** I shall not require you to," he answered. " Be my wife and
the mother of these orphans, and I shall be too happy to attempt
your conversion to that faith."
" But I thought marriage was interdicted between members
of the church and unbelievers."
"It is, if the husband, or he who aspires to that situation,
is an unbeliever j but unbelieving females are gladly welcomed
to the marriage rite with believing husbands."
"And wherefore the difference?"
" Circumstances alter cases, you know."
He then drew a glowing picture of the western country ; said
we need not live in the midst of the Mormon settlement, but
only on the suburbs, and held out the various inducements of
wealth, position, and respectability.
" Mr. Ward," I answered, candidly, " there is no use in deny-
ing that you have made an impression on my mind, and yet I
cannot find it in my heart to consent to marry you on so short
an acquaintance, especially when I recollect that you are a
Mormon."
"But you would not repudiate an honest man for his
opinions ?"
I made no answer.
" You cannot, Miss B , you are too much of a republican,
for that belief is not governed by will, but proof. You have
seen with your own eyes the miraculous exhibitions of divine
power that attends our doctrines. In your presence, the dead
have been restored to life, the deaf made to hear, the blind to
see, and the lame to walk. If I regard these evidences sufficient
to substantiate my faith, and you look upon them as insufficient,
wherefore is my credulity more to blame than your unbelief ?"
" There is nothing to blame in either case," I answered; " but
how can two walk together except they be agreed ?"
" By agreeing to disagree ; you are to have perfect liberty to
40 Female Life among the Mormons.
believe as you see fit; to attend the Mormon .meetings only when
you see proper. I require the same liberty ; if granted all will
go well."
These, and similar arguments, silenced my objections ; but,
requiring a week to consider of it, I determined to be governed
by the circumstances connected with the proposed visit. How-
ever, as no letter had arrived at the expiration of the week, I
consented to be his wife.
Mrs. Bradish was profuse in her congratulations, and insisted
that we should abide with her till our removal West. The
children of Mr. Ward were likewise domiciled in the same
dwelling. The marriage took place privately. The ceremony
being first performed by a gentleman who was introduced to me
as a Justice of the Peace. It was then performed after the
Mormon ritual, which, however, differs but little from the other,
to satisfy the conscience of my husband. Mrs. Bradish was
present as a witness. She shook my hand warmly, pressed my
cheek, called me her spiritual sister, and said she was now
certain of meeting me in heaven, as the unbelieving wife would
be sanctified by the husband. *
You ask if I was happy, and satisfied with th& lot I had
chosen. At times I was not ; for it seemed that some undue
influence had been exercised over me, though of its character I
had no definite idea. I seemed to have been cajoled and
brought into the measure, rather as a third person than chief
actor ; but there was no retreat, and nothing remained but to
make the best of it.
My step-children were docile, amiable'and affectionate ; both
girls, Mary and Martha ; both beautiful and well educated for
their ages, which were seven and nine. Their mother died
when the youngest was born ; but they had experienced a
mother's care and attention from their aunt. The good lady
wept bitterly when bidding them adieu; conjured me to be a
The Young Wife has Strange Fears. 41
mother to them. I answered, "to the best of my ability, I
will."
"Your countenance is good,'' she said, observing me with
tearful eyes ; "I am something of a physiognomist, and I fear
that you have been deceived."
" By whom ?"
" The Mormons."
" I am not one of them."
" Yet you are amongst them, and exposed to all their arts,
wiles and deceptions."
" I hope to be able to take care of myself."
"Probably you may, yet it is my greatest grief that these
dear children must be brought up among them ;" then affection-
ately kissing her darlings, she bade me farewell.
Mrs. Bradish soon found a purchaser for her property. Mr.
Ward also disposed of his possessions ; but, to my great aston-
ishment, I was not required to be present at the consummation
of the bargain. Mr. Ward said it was no matter ; that the
purchaser felt no apprehension of trouble from my claims.
" You are my wife spiritually ; my wife for this world and the
next ; but you must cling to me, believe in me, and accept me
as your spiritual head."
" Excuse me, my husband," I replied, " but I fail to appre-
hend your meaning. Am I not your temporal wife, as well as
spiritual ?"
Probably fearing to initiate me further into the mysteries of
Mormon marriage at this early period ol oui union, he came
towards me with his arms extended, " you are my beioved, * he
said, "and no pov/er on earth, but our voluntary T^Utu *ni
separate us."
" And can our voluntary wills do it ?"
" Certainly, we need not cohabit unless we choose.^
" But cohabitation is not marriage."
42 Female Life among the Mormons.
" In one sense it is
" In a legal sense it is not ; because married people, through
life, are bound to each other, and neither absence nor distance
can break the tie."
" Oh well ; we will not dispute about trifles."
" But marriage is no trifle."
" If marriage in itself is not, the peculiar form in which it is
celebrated is. However, make yourself easy ; consult Mrs.
Bradish on matters of religion or domestic economy, and you
will do well."
Saying this, he arose and left the house. I pondered long on
this conversation, but without coming to a definite conclusion as
to his exact meaning, or the tenor of his remarks. I could not
divest myself of the impression that more was implied than
spoken. Then I knew nothing of Mormon views of marriage.
I have since learned them to my cost.
Though the Mormons held no more meetings, they had con-
tinual accessions of new converts, chiefly the disaffected membfers
of other churches, and several females. Among these latter was
a Mrs. Clarke, who had become accidentally acquainted with
Smith and his tenets. Her husband was a very fine man, in good
circumstances; and herself the mother of three beautiful children.
She came, in company with Smith, to the residence of Mrs.
Bradish, and he introduced her to that lady as a well-beloved
daughter of the church, who was ready to forsake all for the
love of truth. They conversed together for some time, and it
was finally decided that Mrs. Clarke should reside with her
spiritual sister. I learned from Mrs. Bradish that her husband
was ignorant of her destination or her attachment to the
Mormons. He succeeded in discovering it, however ; for, in
about a week, he came for her. At first she refused to see him ;
but as he threatened to call in the oflacers of the law, Mrs.
Bradish advised her to comply.
Domestic Happiness Destroyed. 43
" Yon know, dear," she said, " that he cannot compel you to
return with him, unless you wish to."
" I must not, I cannot go back," she anwered ; " I have
taken a fearful oath that I will not, I."
"You regard your professions in a very serious light," said
Mrs. Bradish, interrupting her.
" I think any one would. My oaths "
" Oh well, dear, you are agitated now, and your husband
is coming in."
Mr. Clarke came in. He looked pale, sad, and disconsolate ;
and it even seemed that his eyes bore traces of recent tear?.
He advanced towards his wife, who averted her face.
" Look at me, Laura," he said ; " in what have I offended ?"
" You are the serpent that would tempt me from my duty,"
she rephed.
" Say rather to your duty. You have a family, it is your
duty to care for it."
"It is not."
"Woman, are you crazy? is it not a mother's duty to care
for her babes ?"
" That depends on circumstances."
" To what fiend's teaching have you been listening ?" Then
changing his tones to those of entreaty, he said, extending his
hand, " Oh I come, Laura, come, go home with me. Poor little
Willie cries every day for mamma, while Caddy and Sarah were
nearly frantic with joy when I told them that I had heard
where you were, and was going to bring you home. Oh ! Laura,
Laura, I cannot go back without you, to witness the sorrow and
disappointment of the poor children ; indeed, I cannot ;" and the
strong man, overcome by his emotions, sunk on his knees. Mrs.
Bradish looked stern jind solemn ; Mrs. Clarke covered her face
and trembled ; for myself, I sobbed aloud. " You will go,
won't you ?" he said, at length, rising and advancing towards her.
44 Female Life among the Mormons.
" Urge me no farther ; for I cannot go with you."
" Is this your last resolve V he said, somewhat sternly.
" It is."
" Then you have no regard for me, no pity for your children,
no respect for the solemn ties of marriage. For a heartless,
wandering vagabond, who is beneath the dogs of the kennel,
you abandon your family, your home, and your friends. Have
I not always treated you well, provided for you in health,
watched over you in sickness ; have I not kept and preserved
you as the apple of my eye ?"
" You have, you have," she almost shrieked ; "but why tor-
ture me now ?"
" It is your conscience that tortures you," he said, solemnly.
" Heaven grant that it be not the foretaste of the quenchless
flame and the deathless worm ; and mark my words " —
"Don't curse me, don't curse me," she cried, imploringly;
" you must not curse me."
" I curse you ? you have cursed yourself ; as you have for-
saken me, you shall be forsaken ; as you have deserted your
children, you shall be deserted ; as you have abandoned your
friends, you shall be abandoned. You will not pity our distress,
neither shall any eye pity you. And, now, weak, sinful, erring
creature, stay with your vagabond companion till he loathes
and hates your presence ; stay with him till he thrusts you out
in the tempest at midnight, and takes to his bosom a younger
and fairer bride ; but let it strike like the knell of death to your
soul, * that whatsoever measure ye mete shall be measured to
you again,' " and turning, he strode from the room. Mrs.
Clarke gave one long agonizing shriek, and fell senseless to the
floor.
"We hastened to her assistance.
" Poor child 1" said Mrs. Bradish, " she has had a hard
struggle with her duty, but the truth triumphed."
A Wife's Duties Defined. 45
We lifted her to the sofa, and Mrs. Bradish busied herself in
procuring and applying restoratives, meanwhile remarking that
she loved to see great sacrifices made for duty ; that those only
were worthy of the Crown, who had borne the Cross, and that
she had faith to believe a glorious reward would attend her in
this world, and a richer one in the next,
" Mrs. Bradish, this is all nonsense and humbug,'' I said, at
length, rather impetuously. " It was this woman's duty to go
with her husband : ' What God hath joined together let no
man put asunder.' ' Let not the woman forsake her husband.'
You cannot pretend to believe that a woman's duty ever calls'
her to abandon her helpless, innocent offspring, or her loving
husband ; you cannot believe that duty ever compels her to
plunge her friends and relatives in deep distress. Here is some-
thing palpable and real ; there is mere shadow, opinion. If she
wishes to believe in the faith of Mormon, let her do so ; but, at
the same time, let her perform the relative and conjugal duties,
which she assumed voluntarily. Let her comfort and cherish
her husband, and bring up her children to virtue ; and in that
path only can a wife and mother discharge her duty."
Mrs. Clarke soon exhibited signs of returning conscionsness.
She opened her eyes wildly. '' Where am I ?" she said, '' I
thought my husband was here, and that he cursed me."
'' Oh ! no," said Mrs. Bradish, soothingly ; " you have been
dreaming, darling."
" Is no one here ?"
" Mrs. Ward and myself only."
• " But there has been ; my husband has been ; my husband no
longer. Oh, heaven ! that I should live to say it."
" Compose yourself, love," said Mrs. Bradish. " Go to
sleep, and you will feel better soon."
Mrs. Clarke endeavored to obey, but it was clearly evident
that she was suffering a violent mental conflict. When Mr.
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Ward was informed of the circumstances, he called her a
heroine and martyr, and joined with Mrs. Bradish in trying to
establish her wavering conviction, that she had chosen wisely.
Oh ! how I longed to persuade her to go back to the friends
she had abandoned ; but I feared to displease my husband, and
so remained silent.
Subsequently Mrs. Clarke informed me how she first became
Acquainted with Smith, He visited her neighborhood, and held
meetings, to which she was induced to go through curiosity, but
•without the knowledge of her husband. And here, methought,
was the first wrong step. He should have been her confidant
and her companion. Half the evils of married life would be
averted if wives would confide in their husbands more, and
their strength less. Doubtless, she would have smiled, or consi-
dered herself insulted, had any one at that time given her this
friendly warning. Under the pretence of visiting a sick rela-
tive, she left her home and her babes, and night after night
listened to the teachings of Smith, witnessed his miraculous
powers, and finally became a convert to his doctrines. He nar-
rowly observed her, read in her countenance the operations of
her mind, sought and obtained an interview. What then and
there passed, heaven only knows, but she declared herself to be
bound to him for time and eternity. And thus an error led
directly to a heinous crime.
One day, a gentleman, Brother Norris, came to the house of
Mrs. Bradish. He did not look happy, and I mentioned it.
" He can scarcely be sorrowing for his wife," said the lady.
" Sorrowing for his wife ?" I repeated, "Is he then a
widower ?"
" Not exactly, his wife is only dead to him."
" I hardly understand you."
" In plain terms, he left his wife to become one of us."
"And that family is broken up."
Deplorable Results. 4T
w
" She went back to her father. They say that she is in a
decline, and cannot live long ; if, indeed, she is not already
dead.'^ .
" How cruel in him to leave her, whom he had sworn to
cherish and protect."
" Such things must be. She would not yield to his wishes,
and embrace our doctrines. He could not sacrifice his soul,
and so they parted. They say that she was governed in her
decision by the advice of her pastor."
"And are such»things common?*' I said to Mrs. Bradish.
"Not very common, yet there have been several such
instances," she answered. " Brother Weatherby left his wife
and ten children. Of course, some of them were able to take
care of themselves. Others, however, were not, and one was
an idiot."
" What became of them ?"
" They were put out, I believe, some to one place and some to
another. The idiot went to the poor-house, and the youngest,
Mrs. Weatherby supports, washing by the week."
" Have they no property ?"
" Some — principally in money ; but that belonged to him.
Indeed it must have been a judgment upon her for refusing to
receive the truth."
"And a judgment will fall upon him, I fear for deserting
her."
" But he was commanded to do it."
" By whom ?"
" God."
" And how by God ?"
" Through Brother Smith."
" Oh, Mrs. Bradish ! Can "
" I see, Mrs. Ward," said the lady, interrupting me, " I see
that you are yet ignorant of the most essential doctrines of
48 Female Life among the Mormons. ^
Mormonism. Brother Smith stands ia precisely the same rela-
tioQ to us that Moses did to the children of Israel. In both
cases God speaks through the mouth of his servaifts. Moses
was empowered to work wonders, and do miracles, and lead the
chosen people to the promised inheritance. Were not the Israel-
ites commanded to spoil the Egyptians ? Suppose that some of
the Jews had heathen wives, or that some of the Jewish women
were united to Egyptian men. What would have been the
command of God in this case ? Why, that the believers should
abandon their heathen companions, and go forth with the child-
ren of God."
" But we are not Jews, neither are the others Egyptians."
** That makes no difference, as the circumstances arc exactly
parallel.
" I do not see them so."
** Then you arc one of those, who, having eyes, see not. The
same as Moses and Elijah, Brother Smith is gifted with the fac-
ulty and power of Revelation. Is any one doubtful what course
to pursue, he can always explain to them the will of God in the
matter."
"Does he then profess to "have interviews with the Divine
Being ?"
" He sees Him as Moses saw Him in the bush ; understands
His will by dreams and visions, and then interprets them in the
language of men."
Mr. Ward now came in.
" I am trying to instruct Mrs. Ward in the principles and
beauties of Mormonism, and she does not prove a very apt
learner," said Mrs. Bradish, half reproachfully.
Mr. Ward looked as if he considered it a matter of perfect
indifference, and other company coming in, the conversation
became general, but all relating to Mormon matters of local
import ; what diseased persons had been healed, what heathen
The Doctrine of Spiritual Wives. 49
converted, and what happiness would result to the faithful from
their estabHshment in the Promised Land.
I had recently seen but little of Ellen, yet the poor girl
seemed suffering acutely, and no one pitied her.
" How it is possible for Ellen to be so in love with that out-
cast, is incomprehensible to me 1" said Mrs. Bradish.
" An outcast ! I thought he was a very respectable
man.-'
"Oh, he is respectable in the eyes of the world, but an out-
cast from the Saints. If her heart was where it should be, on
spiritual things, she would cease grieving for him."
" But all, my good friend, have not your mental stamina, and
strength of purpose."
"Neither do they try to have, but sit down and grieve over
the first affliction. That is no way of doing."
"I cannot help pitying her," I said ; "she seems so artless,
gentle, and innocent ; so bowed down by sorrow. Could not
your elders relax for once the stern discipline of their creed in
her favor ? Indeed it would make me happy to see her united
to her lover."
" I am astonished, Mrs. Ward, at your dullness of comprehen-
sion ; if, indeed, it is not, as I half suspect, assumed ; our elders
are not the originators of our creed, neither can they change the
expressed purposes of heaven. ■ Women can only be saved
through their husbands. The husband is saved by faith — the
wife is saved by the husband ; therefore, you see that she could
not be saved if united to an unbelieving husband."
" And if they have no husbands ?"
" They must be the spiritual wives of some brother."
" Will you please to enlighten me on the subject of this spirit-
ual wifery ?"
" I scarcely think you sufficiently initiated in the mysteries of
a
50 Female Life among the Mormons.
the faith to understand it fully. At some future time it will be
expedient to inform you."
Thus I was left in the dark.
CHAPTER V.
MORMON REMOVALS.
SPRING came, soft, warm and balmy ; came as it will come
when we haye returned to dust. The Mormons had made
every preparation for removal. They numbered fourteen fami-
lies, besides several others who had been separated from their
families, or who had none. Smith was the life and soul of the
party. He directed everything, and governed every one. In
all cases of difference he urged a special revelation, and that set-
tled the question. He was king, prophet, and High Priest ;
consulted like an oracle, and obeyed like a god. A certain pro-
portion of the property had been placed in the hands of Smith,
for his disposal, while the remainder was retained in possession
of the original proprietors. In order to avoid all contact with
the heathen, it was decided to remove in wagons ; to take a large
store of all necessary provisions ; and only to purchase such
articles as were absolutely indispensable, and could not be other-
wise obtained. Mrs. Bradish seemed in her element. It is
impossible to form an adequate idea of that woman^s activity, or
how she flew from thing to thing, and party to party, advising
one, consoling another, and playfully chiding a third. One sis-
ter wished to take her carpet, and this Mrs. Bradish considered
preposterous.
" Take her carpet, indeed, why I sold all mine, Brussels,
A MonMON Heroine. 51
Ingrain and Turkey. Hers is nothing but rags, nohow great
in bulk and weight, and nothing in value. I wonder what she
is thinking of — but that's the way with some people ; they are
so afraid of sacrificing something I they ought to known what I
sacrificed; my fine set of Sevres China, elegant paintings,
and antique furniture.'' However, the carpet was interdicted.
Indeed, it seemed that almost every one had set his or her mind
on some article, and designed to remove it ; and it was equally
certain that the other members of the party would prohibit its
removal ; for each family was subject to the supervision of all the
rest. This occasioned numberless little delays and bickerings, in
which either Mrs. Bradish or Smith would be called in to decide
the matter. They wished to go off secretly in the night, and
unknown to their enemies, especially as it was currently reported
that a mob had been organized, and that the principal bridges
in the neighborhood were closely watched. ' Mrs. Bradish armed
herself with knives and pistols, and looked a very heroine of
romance. She had a pet palfrey that she determined to take
along, in order to alternate the long journey between riding in
the wagon, and on horseback, no one presumed to interfere with
her arrangements. Mr. Ward said the plan was a good one,
and thus it was settled.
*' By the by, Mrs. Bradish," said I, one day, " have you heard
anything from those fellows you saluted so handsomely at the
time of the riot ?"
"jfs'ot a word," she answered, "they knew better than to
make it known, and I hardly suppose they were desperately
wounded."
" If they were, they deserved it, and should we be attacked
again, I suppose that you will be equally heroic."
"I certainly shall; I have made preparations for such emer
gencies. Be ye courageous, and faint not ; neither spare you.
enemies, when ye go in to possess the good laud."
62 Female Life among the Mormons.
Mrs. Bradish was to go in our wagou, which contained Mr.
Ward, myself, and the two children beside. Another wagon
was particularly appropriated to Mrs. Clarke, Ellen, and two
other women, whom I had not seen before ; other wagons were
entirely laden with goods, and the teams driven by men without
families ; those having such incumbrances rode with them in
other wagons. The order of march being decided upon, the
cavalcade started about midnight. The heavens were perfectly
dark with clouds, not a star, not a moonbeam, not a sound, but
the heavy tramp of the horses, the roll of the wagon wheels, the
snorting and running of the cows and oxen that were driven
loose to furnish food by the way ; now and then a word of com-
mand, as it passed in whispers along the line. There were
several men on horseback, and the whole party was completely
armed. We had gone some distance, and I began to hope that
no danger was to be apprehended, when one of the horsemen
rode up to our wagon, drew the curtains, and whispered some-
thing to Mr. Ward. He instantly resigned the reins to the
custody of Mrs. Bradish, who was accustomed to drive, dis-
mounted without saying a word, and disappeared.
" I wonder what can be the matter," said I.
" We shall know soon enough, probably," she answered.
We moved on slowly ; then a long low cry, like that of some
night-bird echoed through the air. It was a preconcerted signal,
and every wagon came to a halt. Five minutes probably elapsed;
five minutes -of breathless suspense, when the curtains of our
wagon were suddenly lifted, and a woman thrust in; I could not
see her face, but heard the rustle of her dress, and the sound of
her weeping. The curtains were pulled down again ; she found
a seat somehow in the obscurity, and Mrs. Bradish addressed
her by inquiring why she was weeping, but in a whisper so low
and suppressed, that it scarcely seemed articulate.
♦' My husband is coming after me," said the woman, ** and I
Difficulties Encountered. 53
am afraid of him. They brought me to this wagon as a place
of greater safety. They have taken Irene to another. Oh, dear !"
" And who is Irene ?" I was a very Eve in curiosity.
" Irene is a young woman from our neighborhood. Her father
was exceedingly angry when he found out that she had joined
you, and actually threatened to shoot her, if he ever laid eyes
on her again."
Excited by conversation, the stranger had forgotten to weep.
" I wonder what they are doing anyhow," said Mrs. Bradish,
impatiently. " Pve a great mind to go and see. Who wants
to stand here all night ? Pshaw ! I'd go on, and when an
enemy appeared, I'd fight him. How absurd to be waiting
here."
Presently there was a movement among the wagons beyond
ours, and the next minute the horses were taken by the head,
softly spoken to, and turned off in another direction.
" It's really too bad, that Mr. Ward don't come to tell us
what it all means," said the lady. " Positively I'll never forgive
him, as long as I live."
" I can tell you what it means," said the woman.
** What is it then ?" said Mrs. Bradish, angrily.
" Why the bridge down yonder, has been taken possession of
by the mob, and they are turning off to go through the woods,
and ford the creek higher up. I heard them say that they should
have to do so."
" Heard who say so ?"
" The brethren," said the woman.
I thought Mrs. Bradish was dissatisfied, because something
had been undertaken without her advice and concurrence. We
moved on through the woods, but silence was impossible. The
wagons would creak, the cattle run and snort, the brushwood
crackle, and the boys halloo. Yet we passed on without being
attacked, and finally came to the ford. This was got over with*
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out diflBcalty, bnt when we had jouracyed two or three hundred
yards farther, Mr. Ward came to the side of the wagon, and
informed us that our enemies were collected, apparently in consi-
derable numbers, at the Cross Roads, about half a mile distant ;
" Mr. Gable," he continued, " and Harley Cook, appear to be
the leaders. We have had a parley, and they demand that
Irene Gable and Mrs. Cook, shall be immediately restored to
their husband and father. If we accept these conditions, they
will leave us to pursue our journey unmolested ; if not they will
take the women by force."
" That is, if they can get them," said Mrs. Bradish, " but
what answer did you return ?"
" That we knew nothing of such women ; and of course we
shall not give up the ladies, if they decide to stay with us."
" I should prefer to stay. I am afraid of my husband, he
threatened to shoot me ; and yet, to avoid involving you in diffi-
culties, and prevent violence and bloodshed, perhaps I had
better go back."
" Not on that account ; you shall not, Mrs. Cook. We can
muster twenty men, well armed."
" Count me two," said Mrs. Bradish.
"Well, twenty-two, then," resumed Mr. Ward. "Bnt the
greatest fear is, that the country will rise, and that we shall be
pursued and harassed a great distance.' '
Mrs. Cook was sobbing again.
" Dry your tears, woman," said Mrs. Bradish sternly. " This
is the time for action. Mr. Ward, I have thought of a plan
that will, I think, work well."
" Let's have it, quick."
" I will take Mrs. Cook behind me on Bounding Bet (this was
the name of the palfrey); let some other courageous woman
take Irene on another horse. We can strike out in an easterly
direction along that dark, unfrequented road through the Maple
A Mormon Ruse. 55
Woods, and which intersects the turnpike two or three miles
beyond the Corner, where th*^ heathen are gathered."
" Well, what then V
" Go forward and tell the men that the women they are in
pursuit of are not in the company."
" We have told them so already, but they would not believe
us."
** Invite them to come and search for themselves."
"They swear that they will tar and feather Smith if they
find him."
" They had better say if they knew him."
" I think so, too. He is so well disguised that his mother
wouldn't know him."
" He looks like a man a hundred and eighty years old," said
Mrs. Bradish. " But come, I am in a hurry to be off."
" Well, I must communicate your scheme, and see how the
others like it. To me it looks feasible. But have you no
fears ?"
" Anna Bradish afraid ?" she said, contemptuously,
" I know you are made of sterner stuff than any other
woman I ever beheld."
" Yes I yes ! I know all that too, but be off now, and let me
know how about it soon."
Mr. Ward obeyed. He returned in a few minutes, with the
information that the plan was approved of, and that Mrs. Stone
volunteered to go with Irene.
" She is an excellent horsewoman," said Mrs. Bradish, *' and
Roan is almost equal to Bounding Bet."
The palfrey had been fastened behind the wagon. She was
now brought round, and the two women quickly mounted.
Another moment, and they were joined by Mrs. Stone and her
charge.
" Now give me a long rope," said Mrs. Bradish."
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" What can you want with that ?" I inquired.
" Here, fasten this end to the pommel of my saddle. Now,
give the other end to Mrs. Stone. We cannot possibly see
each other in the dark woods, yet we must keep in company.
I will put Bet in a steady easy canter. She goes like a cat.
You do the same by Roan. And now, Mr. Ward, you know
where the road that we are to follow intersects the other.
Whichever party arrives there first must wait for the other.
This shall be the signal," and she set up a cry exactly like some
bird of night.
" It shall be as you say," he answered, " and may Providence
protect you." ,-
" Amen !" they all responded fervently. .^
There was the sound of a low word, the easy shuffling of
ambling feet, and the women were oflf.
" I declare," said Mr. Ward, " the heroism of that woman
makes me ashamed of myself. But now for the remainder of
the drama." He then left the wagon.
It is scarcely necessary for me to say that I felt not a par-
ticle of that heroic spirit which animated Mrs. Bradish, or that
I would have implored him to stay with me, had not shame
restrained such an expression of fear. But he soon came back,
saying that a delegation had been sent to the enemy, with an
invitation for them to search the wagons for themselves.
" But is there no danger of violence from them ?" I inquired.
" I think not," he answered. " They are not the class that
mobs are usually composed of, but several respectable and influ-
ential men are among them. Brother Smith's female converts
occasion us a good deal of trouble. These men care nothing
about our faith as Mormons, but they say that we are carrying
off their wives and daughters, and that they will not endure it.
When they ascertain that the women are not here, they will
probably disperse quietly."
The Stratagem Successful. 67
The wagons moved on slowly, and we were soon met by the
Committee of Search, who were headed by Cook and Gable.
Lights were speedily produced, every curtain raised, and every
wagon thoroughly searched, but neither wife nor daughter could
be found. The searchers could not be satisfied. Again and
again they looked, examined, hunted, retracing the same places
over and over. At last Mr. Gable spoke.
" Gentlemen," he said, addressing his comrades, " we are
altogether at fault. It is certain that the persons we are look-
ing for are not here. We have been led on a false scent, and
now I think that we owe these gentlemen our apologies, for the
unnecessary delay a,nd trouble we have put themjto."
Mr. Ward expressed great gratification that they were satis-
fied, and after the exchange of mutual good wishes, we were
permitted to move on peacefully, and the others dispersed to
their homes.
" And now," said I, " where are we to meet Mrs. Bradish ?"
•^ About three miles ahead."
" It was hardly right to deceive them so."
" Perfectly," he answered. " As the Israelites deceived and
spoiled the Egyptians, we, as saints, may deceive and spoil the
heathen."
I was silenced, but not convinced, by this kind of argument.
Mr. Ward indulged himself in laughing heartily at the expense
of those who had been cheated, and deceived, as he quoted it,
by a woman's wit.
The clouds had partially broken, and now and then a little
twinkling star peeped timidly through the firmament. Indeed,
the darkness, to my great relief, was much less intense. My
apprehensions, however, had been less for myself than Mrs.
Bradish and her companions. My thoughts constantly referred
to the long dark woods, and the lonely midnight ride.
" Are there no wild animals in the Maple Woods ?" I inquired.
3*
58 Femat.k Life among the Mormons.
*' There are," he answered, " or at least I suppose so.^'
" Is Mrs. Bradish in no danger, then ?"
" She is iu danger, doubtless. It is only a short time since
a man was pursued by a pack of wolves. Nothing but th©
fleetness of his horse saved him ; but Providence will protect
her."
" Providence protects those who take care of themselves," I
answered : " but is there no danger of her taking the wrong
road."
"Not mucb, I guess," he replied. "To be sure there are
many different paths, but she knows the direction."
"However, it seems to me that we shall never see her
again."
"Weak and silly," he replied, "you judge of her by your-
self."
"We travelled on in silence. At length the wagons came to a
full stop. We had arrived at the intersection of the roads. —
The signal agreed upon was given. All listened breathlessly.
It was not answered, but after a few minutes a dull sound was
heard. It came nearer and nearer, settling at last in the long
steady gallop of horses. Again the signal was given ; and this
time answered. They soon came up. Mrs. Bradish and Mrs.
Cook took places in our Wagon ; Mrs. Stone and Irene in
theirs.
" Thank heaven," I said, grasping the hand of the first lady,
" thank heaven you are safe."
" Safe, child ; did you dream that there was danger ?"
" Certainly ; was not a man pursued through these very woods
by a pack of wolves ?"
" To be sure there was, but the wolves didn't pursue me. I
had no fears of them."
" And you got through perfectly safe and easy ?" said Mr.
Ward ; " I had some misgivings myself."
The First Halt. 59
" I had none ; but how did yon get along with the enemy ?"
" First rate ; when they found that those they sought for
were not among us, they even oflFered to apologize."
'* Trust a woman's wit," said Mrs Bradish, bursting into a
laugh. " Oh, it is too good."
" I don't know what we should do without you," said Mr.
Ward ; " I am very confident no one else would have thought
of such a scheme."
Mrs. Bradish received the congratulations of the whole com-
pany, and it seemed to me on this, and on many occasions after-
wards, that her shrewdness was more than a match for Smith's
inspiration.
We travelled the remainder of the night, and halted in a
pleasant valley the next morning about sunrise. As it had
been decided to have no dealings with the heathen, we prepared >
to take breakfast on the green sward. The wagons were drawn
up in a line, the teams unharnessed, turned loose, and fed ; the
men, women, and children gathered into groups, preparing or
partaking of their food. Smith still retained his disguise, and
I observed that his attentions were divided between Mrs. Clarke
and Mrs. Cook. Ellen seemed neglected by every one. She
sat apart from the rest, and looked so sad and disconsolate, that
one's heart ached to behold her. Even her own mother rarely
looked towards her, or spoke to her. I observed the same to
Mrs. Bradish. She smiled, and said it was nothing.
We rested for two hours, and then the teams were again har-
nessed, the passengers mounted in the wagons, and we set off.
Mrs. Cook was no longer in our company, but had returned
to the wagon in which she had first ridden, and in which Smith
also rode.
There is very little romance in a journey out West. The dull
monotony of the route ; the long interminable winding roads,
through valleys, over hills, and beside water courses ; the strag-
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gling villages, looking so near like each other that you are
almost tempted to believe yourself to be in the condition of per-
sons, who, becoming bewildered in some forest, describe a circle
instead of progressing onwards, and continually, though without
consciousness of it, review the same scenes. Doubtless we were
a godsend to many a villager half dying with ennui, who had
retailed her last piece of scandal, reported the last short-coming
of the pastor, and the last frailty of an erring sister. In many
places the inhabitants turned out en masse to behold us.
Groups would be stationed on the hills, the women holding aloft
their infauts as if to show them a glimpse of some great natural
curiosity, troops of children, staring and gaping at first, and
then running and whooping like young savages when they had
settled the question that we looked exactly like other people.
But Smith was certainly the greatest curiosity, particularly with
the women. The moment our encampment was made at night,
if in a habitable neighborhood, we were thronged with visitors.
Fat ladies came, sometimes bringing small presents, ofteuer with
their pipes and snuff-boxes. Beautiful girls, with and without
protectors, swarmed around us. Dirty men from their work,
saturated with the fumes of tobacco and whisky, with now and
then a gent, would insist on knowing all about Mormonism, or
on being present at our morning and evening devotions.
I believe that we should have got along very well, had not
Smith, as usual, been possessed with the mania of making con-
verts ; and on this occasion, as well as others, the subjects of
his exertions were young and beautiful girls. One warm, beau-
tiful evening, two sisters came to visit us in company with their
parents. The place of our encampment was on the border of a
wood, near the banks of a limpid stream. I had wandered off
by myself, and sat down on a fallen log behind a clump of elders
and laurels, yet in plain view of the encampment, and where I
could see all that was going on without being seen. The
The Abduction of Hannah. ^l
parents were in deep conversation with some Mormon elders,
when Irene laughingly approached the sisters, and asked them
how they would like to be Mormons.
"I think I should like it," said Hannah, a gay, sprightly
creature ; and she glanced inadvertently towards a group of
young men, who had come in from the village, and in which I
suppose she had a lover.
" Well, then," said Irene, " you had better go with us."
"Wonder if I hadn't though?" she returned ; and thus the
two girls kept up a sort of playful badinage.
Smith was in disguise ; but I knew him, and determined, to
watch his motions. He soon approached Hannah.
" My daughter," he said, in a voice modulated exactly like
that of an aged man, "sit down here, and converse with an
aged grandfather, who is a Mormon, but who once had a beau-
tiful daughter, exactly like yourself."
" Had you ?" she said, archly.
" Indeed, I had."
" What became of her ?"
"She died."
" Died, dreadful I"
" Dying is not dreadful to the good ; but sit here beside me
and I will tell you about it."
Sh6 sat down beside him. Irene drew the sister's arm within
hers, and they took a short stroll together. What he said to
her no other ear heard, what arts he employed upon her it is
impossible to tell. It was something, however, of no ordinary
character, as the result will show.
Meanwhile a light gust of clouds swept over the sky ; it
became quite dark, and the parents wished to go home, but
Hannah was not to be found. Inquiries being made, Irene said
that Hannah had gone with another young lady, her cousin, and
would not return till the next day.
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" That is strange, anyhow," said the old lady ; " why did she
not speak to me about it ?"
*' I know nothing abont that," returned Irene, coldly.
" Well, we shall have to let her go, I s'pose ;" and they
walked off.
And where was Smith during this conversation ?
He stood by like some quaint, antiquated grandfather.
That night a special revelation directed that he should have
a wagon especially appropriated to his own use ; and conse-
quently the ladies who had occupied it formerly, were dis-
tributed here and there. Ellen came to us, and I was glad of
it, as it would give me an opportunity to have some conversation
with her. Mrs. Bradish had gone to nurse and prescribe for a
sick child belonging to the company. Mr. Ward took up his
lodgings in a wagon exclusively occupied by men, and no one
remained with us capable of appreciating or reporting our con-
versation.
" The old lady didn't seem to relish her daughter's going off
so unceremoniously," I said, at length.
" Her daughter didn't go anywhere," answered Ellen, quietly.
" Where is she then r
" In yonder wagon."
" What one ?"
" Ours."
" Ellen, Miss Bradly, are you sure of what you say ?"
" Sure, certainly, didn't I see him lift her in ; didn't I hear
him tell Irene to forge that lie. Oh! Mrs. Ward, I could tell
you things of that man which would make you shudder."
" Tell me, Ellen, do," I said, soothingly. " I have long
known that some dreadful burden was on your mind. I am
your friend, confide in me as in a sister."
*' Oh, I dare not ; he would kill me."
" Who would kill you, my poor child ?"
Ellen^s Narrative. 63
*' I am afraid to speak it ; it seems to me that he can read my
thoughts, and I fear to look at him. My mother is angry with
me, because she says I have no faith in him ; how can I
have faith in a man whom I know to be so desperately
wicked ?
"I believe, she said, after a time, "I believe that I can
confide in you. You are not one of them. You 'have not
experienced the power of that dreadful man as I have."
" No ; I am not a Mormon in belief, and yet I know that
Smith at least possesses power, with which men generally are
not endowed."
" Yes," said Ellen ; " and itas that which frightens me."
" I have longed wished to ascertain ^hat were your sensa-
tions on that eventful night of the Mormon meeting. Excuse
me, Ellen, but were you really dead ?"
" I know not."
" Had you been sick ?"
" Be patient, and I will relate the whole. Smith had fre-
quently given out that under peculiar circumstances, he could
raise the dead. Two or three times some mother, agonizing
over the loss of her offspring, had implored him to try, but a
special revelation would always come in to forbid it. At length
some of the brothers gave him to understand that they must
see an exhibition of his work, or hear no more about it. He
engaged to resurrectionize the first believer who fell beneath the
power of the enemy, and there the matter rested. Smith came
to our house on the day in question. I was entirely alone, and
sat sewing by the window. His deportment was very grave,
and something unusual seemed to weigh on his mind. I had a
presentiment that it related to me, and whenever was a pre-
sentiment at fault ? At length he spoke, and his voice sent a
thrill of horror through my heart.
" ' Ellen,' he said, ' you are about to die.'
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" * How — when V I answered, commanding my voice as well
as I was able.
" * Now, immediately. I had a special roTelation of it ; and,
knowing that you were alone, came in to aid and comfort yon.
But fear not, child ; the presence of God is with you — look at
me.'
" His words struck me with inexpressible dread. To die — to
leave the beautiful earth, and all I loved ; the thought was hor-
rible I yet I doubted not of its fulfillment, and looked towards
him, as he bade me. I was fascinated by bis gaze, so deep,
earnest and steady. A strange sensation of drowsiness over-
powered my senses. I wished, but could not struggle against it.
The consciousness thilt I was dying came over me ; and yet how
diflferent from all that I had imagined of death. No pain, no
torture, no agonizing convulsions, but all calm, sedate, and tran-
quil. A gradual suspension of feeling and perception, a blending
of indistinct images, like objects in a dream, that mingle and
then melt to nothingness. Yet I knew that a warm hand closed
my eyes ; that the same hand moved gently down my extremi-
ties ; and that was the last."
" And did Smith call your parents ?"
" He did. He told them that Providence sent him to me to
soothe my dying moments ; and that it had been revealed like-
wise that I should rise from the dead."
" 'Tis strange, His passing strange," I said involuntarily.
" I once read," said Ellen, slowly, and with awful emphasis,
" I once read of a man who had made a bargain with the Evil
One : power was given on one side — on the other, the immortal
soul was sold. It sometimes seems to me that he has employed
the same fearful means to effect his purposes. That it comes
from heaven, as he professes, I cannot believe."
" But you are not a believer in him ?"
"Once I was ; but now"
Ellen's Narrative, Continued. 65
"But now, what?"
"He must be a wicked man. It cannot be otherwise. I
could unfold a tale. I have been among the initiated." .
This was said incoherently, and more as a soliloquy than as if
addressed to me.
" What is it, Ellen ?"
" When I first saw Joseph Smith, I was pure and happy —
betrothed to an amiable young man, whom I loved, and who
loved me. Smith, by his hellish arts, succeeded in making my
parents believe that, to ensure my salvation, the marriage must
be broken off, unless my lover could be converted to Mormon-
ism. That, they well knew, was impossible ; and so we were
forbidden to see or speak to each other. It is true that, hearing
continually the praises of Smith, and witnessing the exhibitions
of his power, astonished and filled me with awe and veneration.
His presence was that of the basilisk. He exerted a mystical
magical influence over me — a sort of sorcery that deprived me
of the unrestricted exercise of free will. It never entered into
my brain that he could cherish impure motives ; that one pro-
fessing such sainted holiness could seek the gratification of law-
less passions. No friendly voice was near to warn me, and I
fell"
"Oh I Ellen, you frighten me ; yet I suspected as much."
" And it " frightened me ; but hear me out. I became a
mother 1"
" Worse and worse."
" Indeed, you may well say that ; for the worst is yet to
come."
" What became of your child ?"
" I know not. Into my mother's ear, I poured the tale of mr
wrongs and* woes. Where else could I go with it ? yet, so deep
was her reverence for that man, that she refused to believe me.
My father mentioned it to Smith ; but he utterly and totally
66 Female Life among the Mormons.
denied the whole. At length, however, it became necessary that
something should be done, and a meeting was called. At that
meeting only four persons were present."
" And who were they ?"
*' The knowledge will probably embitter your whole life — do
you wish to know ?"
" Certainly ."x
"Your husband, Mrs. Ward, my father, Smith, and Mrs.
Bradish."
^* Is it possible 1 But what was decided upon ?'*
"That I only know- by the results. I was taken to the house
of Mrs. Bradish. There my sickness occurred. I well knew
ray condition — well knew the meaniug of the fierce pangs that
seized me ; then I sunk into a state of partial unconsciousness,
not totally oblivious to passing events, and yet incapable of
speech or motion. I woke from this state to ask for my child,
and they made strange of it — laughed, and said I was beside
myself — wanted to know what made me imagine such an
absurdity — and, finally, threatened to send me to the lunatic
asylum, if ever I mentioned such a thing again. Imagine my
anguish ; for description is powerless. I said no more, for I
feared them ; but set myself to remember and connect the
events of the few past hours. I had distinctly heard the feeble
wail of an infant ; then it seemed that I heard or saw (for
everything was confused) Mrs. Bradish go stealthily to the
closet-door, open it, and remark : ' It can lay here a short time.'
That the closet-door was then closed, when there was a slight
whispering, and some one said : ' All for the best. It would
have disgraced us in the eyes of the heathen.' My child was in
that closet, dead I I knew', I felt that it must be so. Dead !
yet it was not stillborn ; for I heard its feeble wail. Dead now,
nevertheless ; and how ? The thought was horrifying ! and
thea I lay still — oh ! how still 1 — but my thoughts were busy,
A Mother's Instinct. ' ■ W
and they all revolved round that dead child ; and the intense
burning desire to behold it grew stronger every moment, and
seemed to give me a supernatural strength and energy as well
as insight into their dark designs. Then it came to me that
they would take and bury it while I slept. ' But I will sleep no
more/ I said to the inward monitor, and resolutely refrained
from slumber. Mrs. Bradish soothed and counselled me to rest,
even recommended a narcotic ; but this time I had a purpose
unfulfilled, and was not to be cajoled. Faint, sick, and weary,
as I was, I overmatched these resolute and strong women. Oh,
what is there that an unconquerable will cannot effect ! Mrs.
Bradish seemed really exasperated, and chid me smartly for my
wakefulness. She then went out and called the attendant.
They whispered in suppressed tones ; but, on parting, one said
to the other : ' Some time near morning, when she falls asleep ;'
the other assented, and the attendant came back to watch with
me."
" And who was this attendant ?"
*' I never saw her before or since ; she was probably one of
those miserable women, who, for gold, will commit almost any
crime. How I loathed her hateful presence ; but knowing that
the success of my wishes depended on lulling her suspicions,
I said nothing. At length she grew drowsy, for the muscles of
her neck began to relax, and her head to nod. *You had
better compose yourself into a comfortable position, and sleep,'
I said, addressing her ; ' I can call you if necessary.' With a
yawn or two she complied with the suggestion, and her heavy
breathing soon made it apparent that she had fallen asleep.
" And then I rose in the bed. Sickness and faintness over-
powered me for a moment, but mastering these sensations by a
strong effort of resolute will, I slipped from my couch. But my
tottering limbs refused to support me, and I sunk to the floor.
vThen dragging myself heavily along, I made my way to the
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closet, opened the door silently, and drew thence a small bundle,
which my heart too plainly told me, was bone of my bone and
flesh of my flesh. Unwinding it carefully, an infant was dis-
closed, with a thick piece of brown paper drawn tightly over its
mouth. I knew the purpose of this, and no longer able to
contain myself, I shrieked aloud, my brain swam, there was a
noise like the rush of waters in my ears ; then all was darkness.
" When I recovered, Mrs, Bradish was sitting beside me. I
feared to look at her, and covered my face with the bed-clothes.
" * Are you better, dear V she said, soothingly. ' You have
been very ill.'
" I dared not trust my voice to speak, and remained silent,
while she continued ; * Will you not have an anodyne, or some
little nourishment ? Oh I I perceive yon are too weak to
answer,' and without ceremony she went to a small cupboard,
poured out a glass of wine, and bringing it to me, raised my
head slightly, and compelled me to swallow it."
" And all this happened, and I an inmate of the same house ?"
"All this, and much more," continued Ellen. "When I
recovered, Smith consented to receive me as his spiritual wife,
for a time. The same as he has received Irene and those foolish
women, who have abandoned their homes for him. Now
Hannah will be added to the number. When he tires of her,
she will be cast off, or given to some one else."
" Perhaps her relatives will reclaim her ?"
" No hopes of it. Once in his hands, there is no rescue or
remedy. Oh ! it is horrible 1"
And what a revelation was this to me — me, so closely con-
nected with the principal aiders and abettors in such deeds of
crime. But after a violent struggle with my feelings, I
concluded that silence and apparent ignorance would be the
best poUcy, since the confidence of Ellen could not be betrayed,
and I bad no other proof.
The Pursuit. 69
The next morning the encampment was broken up, and the
cavalcade under way two hours earlier than usual. I had a
shrewd suspicion of the reason. Mrs. Bradish, however, said,
that they wished to travel in the cool of the morning, in order
to have a longer time for rest in the heat of the day. The
words of Ellen had awakened my suspicions, and I determined
to watch that woman, I soon discovered that something
unusual was going on, and was not long in conjecturing the
cause. Bounding Bet was brought forward, saddled and
bridled for a ride.
" I think a gallop this morning will be decidedly pleasant and
exhilarating," said Mrs. Bradish.
" Do you ride alone ?" I inquired.
" I have hardly decided," she answered, '' some of the girls
can ride with me if they choose."
Then she mounted, and rode around in the direction of the
leading wagons. I could not see at the time whether she took
off any of the girls or not, but soon perceived her galloping off
in a circular direction, with a woman, in whom I recognized
Hannah, mounted behind her.
We journeyed on probably four or five miles, when we heard
the sound of an approaching company, and presently eight or
ten young men, armed and mounted, came up. One, a little
ahead of the others, ordered the wagons to halt, and demanded
his sister.
" Your sister ? what have we to do with your sister ?" said
Smith, affecting utter indifference to the subject.
"You know very well who I mean," said the^ young, man,
unable to restrain his rising passion. " And if you don't tell
me where she is, by G — d, I'll blow your brains out 1 that I will."
Mr. Ward advanced to the young fellow, and said, in a con-
ciliating manner, " Indeed, sir, how can we tell you where your
sister is, when we don't know ourselves ?"
70 Female Life among the Mormons.
" But you do know. She came last night ; that's certain.
When mother wanted to go home, some of you told her that
Hannah had gone off with her cousin. It was a lie, the whole
of it Jacob Ware told me that he saw her get into one of
your wagons."
" Well, you can search the wagons.'^
" And we will search them."
A thought struck me. I had been considered good at
sketching ; could I not communicate to him a knowledge of his
sister in that way ? Pencil and paper were handy, no one was
with me but the children, and I began. In a few minutes I
had formed a tolerable picture of a horse, with two women on
his back, flying over the hills. When it came the turn of our
wagon to be searched, I contrived to slip it unperceived into his
hand, and by a gesture enjoined silence. He thrust the paper
into his pocket, and a moment after retired beyond observation.
Rejoining the others, he gazed earnestly and steadfastly at me,
when I pointed the direction they had taken. He nodded
assentingly.
*' Are you now satisfied ?" inquired Mr. Ward, when the
wagons were all searched.
" I am not," answered the young man ; " your company are
not all here."
" Are not ? and who is missing, pray ?"
" That tall, elegant woman, with such a dignified aspect and
carriage, and that ambling pony, for which I ofifered two hun-
dred dollars last night. That pony would carry double finely ;"
and giving a significant whistle, his party mounted almost in a
second, and set oflf at full speed.
The Mormons appeared actually paralyzed.
" Some one must have given him a hint," he said, soliloquiz-
ing.
" A hint of what ?"
Discomfiture of Mrs. Bradish. "ll
" Nothing/' he answered, suddenly recalled to consideration.
''Nothing, at least that concerns you."
The cavalcade now moved on, but it was very evident that
unusual apprehensions were entertained by the saints. Every
countenance wore a look of anxiety, and every eye was occasion-
ally strained far off in the distance, as if to discover if possible
some traces of the fugitives. At least two hours elapsed, when
we caught the sound of firearms, discharged apparently in a
neighboring wood. Then loud voices, two or three screams, and
all became silent.
CHAPTER YI.
THE RECAPTURE.
ii T THINK," said Mr. Ward, ''that we must send some of
_[_ our men off to see what is going on."
Three of the horsemen were accordingly directed to ride off
into the woods, and reconnoitre. They soon returned, bringing
Mrs. Bradish severely wounded, and almost suffocated with
rage.
I was seriously alarmed, as the blood was flowing freshly
from a deep wound in her arm. Her hair was dishevelled, her
bonnet gone, her clothes torn, and in the wildest disorder
The whole party crowded round her, asking a thousand ques-
tions in a breath. " How had it all happened ?" " Where was
Hannah ?" " Where was Bounding Bet ?"
Mr. Ward thrust them aside, and kindly interrogated her as
to the cause and extent of her misfortunes.
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" Oh, the wretcnes I" she shrieked, " that I should live to tell
it — that Anna Bradish should be beaten by a parcel of boys."
*' Never mind that," he said, " but tell us how it happened."
" We rode pretty smart at first," she commenced, " but — oh,
Mrs. Ward, you hurt my arm dreadfully. What are you
doing ?"
" I am trying to dress the wound, but I fear the bone is bro-
ken, or the joint injured, or both," I answered.
" Well, like enough ; the ball went right through it."
" Let me see," said Mr. Ward.
He examined the wound, and having some general knowledge
of surgical affairs, soon decided that the bone was severely
shattered. One of the party was instantly dispatched to a
neighboring village for a surgeon, and an encampment made on
_the border of the wood to wait his arrival. Mrs. Bradish
refused to lie down, but sat in an arm-chair to rehearse her
adventure.
" Where is Smith ?" she said ; " I don't see him.''
The lady was irritated, and left off the cognomen of brother.
" Round yonder, behind the wagons," said some one.
" Oh ! I see," she said sarcastically. " He is ashamed of him-
self. I don't wonder — these new converts of his are always
getting us into trouble."
" Mrs. Bradish, you forget yourself," said Mr. Ward.
" At any rate I want him to hear just how I have been out-
raged and insulted on his account."
'i On account of the truth," suggested Mr. Ward.
Smith soon came up to the lady, and condoled with her mis-
fortunes, said that he had been detained by a vision which
assured him that she would speedily recover, and that great
honors and rewords would recompense her in the next world for
all she suffered in this. Some of the more zealous wished him
to exert his miraculous powers, and restore her arm at once.
Death of BoUxVDIxXG Bet. 13
He said that it was forbidden on account of their want of faith,
that he believed there was an Aehan in the camp, and that the
accursed thing must be found out and expunged.
The countenance of Mrs. Bradish expressed anything but
satisfaction at this harangue. At length she said :
'' Brother Smith, my advice is that you attempt no more con-
versions among these heathen women. Trouble always comes
of it. Now Bounding Bet is killed, and I am wounded, for
that silly thing, Hannah."
" Bounding Bet killed ?" cried Irene, who had come up, and
stood listening to the conversation.
"To be sure she is. The wretches shot her as they would a
hill sheep-dog."
Smith, who probably feared that his sacredness in her eyes
might suffer by the remarks of Mrs. Bradish, commanded her to
retire. She obeyed with evident reluctance, as her curiosity
was unsatisfied.
According to the account of Mrs. Bradish, she had been pur-
sued, and suddenly overtaken, while pausing to rest in the wood.
Depending on the speed of her palfrey, she started off on a
sharp gallop. The boys seeing the game so near, gave a loud
halloo, and took after her. Bounding Bet, however, was dis-
tancing them finely, when some one fired a ball at her with
deadly effect. It was followed by another and another. The
palfrey fell. Hannah screamed, and Mrs. Bradish with great
difficulty extricated herself from the fallen horse, only to be
seized and maltreated by her enemies.
" And Hannah ?"
'' The wretches took her with them ; her brother positively
swearing that he would give her a horsewhipping when he got
home."
" Well, she deserves it ; that I know, miserable, sillv dupe," I
remarked.
4
*li Female Life ajiong the Mormons.
The countenance of Ellen glowed with an expression I could
not fathom. It seemed a mixture of joy, sorrow, astonishment,
and gratification. She stood near me when the surgeon came.
He examined the wound, expressed his opinion of its severity,
and his fears that an amputation would be necessary.
This she steadfastly refused. Her body, she said, came into
the world without any deficiency, it should go to the grave in
the same condition. In vain we reasoned and argued. She
would trust in Providence, and we were constrained to yield.
He declared, however, that travelling was out of the question,
and so it was decided to remain in the encampment two or three
days.
" This seems a very remarkable wound to have been made in
the manner you describe," said the surgeon, when he came the
next day. " I thought so, yesterday j it is still more apparent
to-day. If I understood you aright, you were thrown from your
horse ?"
" I was thrown from my horse,'* said the lady briefly.
" And yet here is every^ evidence of a pistol-shot wound."
"Mr. Surgeon," said Mrs. Bradish, "I understand your
Curiosity. Your village, the same as all others, has its gossip
without any doubt. We, as Mormons, are despised and perse-
cuted. Falsehoods are circulated, vile rumors raised and
reported purposely to draw on us the contempt of the commu-
nity. What you may have heard I cannot tell. The facts are
these : I had a beautiful palfrey that I rode when weary and
tired of jostling in the wagon. Yesterday morning I fancied it
would be exceedingly pleasant to gallop through the woods.
There I was waylaid, my horse shot under me, and myself
wounded as you see."
The surgeon, on hearing this, wondered what the country was
coming to ; said it was hardly safe for a man to ride alone, much
less a woman ; supposed that the rascals might be apprehended.
Speculations concerning the Prophet. 75
as they certainly deserved to be ; and even offered to bring a
lawyer to consult with them on the subject. Mrs. Bradish did
not consider it desirable. For her part, she looked for justice
to a Higher Power. The saints could not expect peace and
happiness in this world, but their reward in the next was
certain.
" Great consolation in that," said the surgeon.
I caught his eye that moment, when he turned away to con-
ceal his laughter. He evidently understood the game.
He subsequently informed me that the adventure of Mrs.
Bradish had created a great sensation through the country.
Indeed, how could it be otherwise ?
" You were very popular,'^ said the httle man — "very popular
before this happened ; everybody wanted to make you a visit.
Your Prophet here was the principal talk of the women."
" And yet very few of them knew anything about him, or, if
they had visited us, ascertained his identity," said I.
"Likely enough. I think, however, I have heard at least a
dozen descriptions of him,'' returned the surgeon. "Some said
he was a handsome man, tall and elegant in demeanor, that his
hair and eyes were black, and that he wore magnificent whis-
kers. Another asserted quite as positively that he was a small
man, with light hair, blue eyes and red whiskers ; and yet
another asserted that he wore no whiskers at all."
"They were all deceived," I answered. "The fact is, he
wishes to travel without being known. When people have
visited the encampment, and requested to see him, some one of
the Mormons has been pointed out to them, and they have gona
away in the belief that they had seen and spoken to the great
Mormon Prophet. This accounts for the discrepancies."
" It does, indeed," he said laughing ; " but since that unfor-
tunate adventure all the old women in the neighborhood regard
you as a band of kidnappers, and not a few aro <3onMent in
76 Female Life among the Mormons.
their assertions that Smith is in league with the Old One him-
self. Old Mrs. Pettigree said she couldn't sleep at night for
thinking of it ; all the girls are kept closely housed after dark,
and very few men venture abroad. Some of them are even con-
cerned about me, but I tell them that a physician can defy the
devil I"
" At any rate, such as belong to our company. Smith is
possessed with a mania to make converts," said I.
" And his greatest success is among the women. Excuse me,
madam, but that is always the case. Fanatics of every class
and character find their devotees in that class of the community.
It matters not how great the absurdity, how ridiculous and con-
trary to common sense the doctrine, women will be smitten with
it, and many are weak enough to abandon comfortable homes
and situations, in order to follow some mad fanatic, or be the
dupe of some knavish impostor."
The third morning after the disaster, the surgeon called again,
examined his patient, expressed his gratification that the symp-
toms were so favorable, and concluded by giving us a friendly
warning to move.
" And that wt will readily do," said Mr. Ward, "if this lady
can be removed with safety."
" The danger will be greater, perhaps, if she stays, than if she
goes. The fact is, the country is getting too hot to hold you."
"What's the matter?" said Mrs. Bratlish, who, from her
litter could only catch a word or two of the conversation.
" I'm telling these people that the country is getting too hot
to hold you," said the surgeon.
" I wish to the Lord we were out of it," she answered.
" And the best thing you can do will be to get out this day."
** What new mine has been sprung ?" asked Mr. Ward.
" Well, that Hannah of your acquaintance."
" Not mine," said Mr. Ward.
'Alarming iNTELLiaENCE. *l*l
" Your Prophet's, then, has made certain disclosures to her
mother that set them all on fire — touched 'em off just like a
powder magazine. There was a meeting about it last night,
and it was settled that if you stayed another night in this
locality, something should be done."
" And what might the something be ?"
" Yarious ugly and dirty tricks which it would be a disgrace
to any community to have perpetrated in its midst, and by its
members. But you know it's quite as difficult to disgrace some
kinds of people as it is to spoil some kinds of meat," and the
little surgeon laughed at his own wit.
Thanking the surgeon for his friendly information, Mr. Ward
at once proceeded to make immediate preparg-tions for our
departure. Mrs. Bradish was placed in a bed, on one of the
wagons, the goods packed away, the cattle collected, and before
an hour had passed, the company had taken up its line of
march.
The surgeon, whose course lay for a short distance in the
same direction, rode by the side of our wagon. When the place
came to separate, we again thanked him, and Mrs. Bradish did
not forget to remunerate him amply.
" And now," he said, " as you confess that I have done you
some little kindness, I have a favor to ask."
" Name it, and if it is anything within the bounds of reason,
you shall be gratified."
" I wish to know which one of these men is the Prophet — not
a spurious article, but the veritable man, himself."
" You will betray his disguise while we are in the country ?"
said Mr. Ward, inquiringly.
" Indeed I would not."
" He is that man, yonder, in the wagon with those women."
" What, that very old-looking man ?"
" Yes ; that's the one.'^
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" Why, I suspected that he was young, not over middle-aged,
certainly."
" Have I not told you that he is in disguise ?"
" Oh, I forgot ; yes, yes."
The little surgeon, having looked and gazed at Smith till
entirely satisfied, bade us farewell, and went on his way.
There was a man in the company named Peter Short, who, to
excessive boorishness of manner united a most repulsive counte-
nance and forbidding disposition. He was extremely ignorant,
having not even mastered the first rudiments of education.
But, as might be expected, he was a great devotee, a firm
believer in all the visions and miracles of the Prophet, and the
firm adherent of all his doctrines. Peter, though already pos-
sessing a wife and ten children, seemed to have been struck with
the pensive grace and beauty of Ellen. He seemed never to
weary of gazing at her, or talking to her, though it was equally
perceptible that she loathed and hated him. She rarely looked
towards him, answered his questions only by monosyllables, and
otherwise manifested every symptom of dislike to him and his
society. I had frequent opportunities for observing this, and it
seemed to me, from the first, that some difficulty would grow
out of it. I was walking a little apart from the others, when
Ellen came to me, pale as death, and trembling with agitation.
" Oh, Mrs. Ward I" she said, " I have come to you as the
only person on earth in whom I can confide. What shall I
do ? Can't you save me from this dreadful fate ?"
" What is it, Ellen ?" I said, soothingly ; " what new trouble
has happened to you ?"
" Oh, that horrible Peter Short I They certainly wish to kill
me, or they would save me from him."
" My dear," said I, " compose yourself, and let me know the
whole affair."
** And the whole affair can be summed up in a few words.
Hapless Fate of Poor Ellen, 79
Peter Short has asked me of Smith for his spiritual wife. Smith
has consented, and now commands me to accept him as my hus-
band in the faith — him I loathe, and hate, and despise, as I never
hated man before."
' " But your motjier — cannot she save you from this fate ?"
" My mother is blinded and bigoted. She says that I must
obey the commands of the Prophet, and that nothing he orders
can be wrong. But it cannot be so. Has he not connived at
murder, and deception, and all kinds of vice ? Has he not
ruined me already, soul and body ? Has he not made me a
thing to be pitied and abhorred by the pure ? But this has
overflowed the cup. I might have borne the rest ; I might
have hidden my shame and sorrow, and obtained peace and con-
tent at last. But to be transferred from one villain to another,
is awful — horrible."
" What do they mean by spiritual wife P
''You know Smith teaches that women can only be saved
through their husbands ; and that unmarried females must be
ever debarred from the pleasures of the blest. Consequently
every woman must be provided with a spiritual husband. In
that capacity, myself, Mrs. Cook, Mrs. Clarke, and Irene, have
been the wives of Smith. Now he has tired of me. He will
soon tire of them. Oh, misery !"
Greatly as I pitied the poor girl, it was impossible, under the
circumstances, to give her advice ; and so assuring her of my
sympathy and friendship, and recommending her to put off the
evil day as long as possible ; and that probably something might
happen to prevent it altogether, I left her.
The next morning, Ellen was missing ; and when search was
made, her body was found in the cool depths of a pool that lay a
short distance from the encampment. They laid her out on the
smooth, green sward, and one after another came to look on the
pale, sweet face, and to touch the pallid hand. Smith came
80 Female Life among the Mormons.
among the rest, and so did Peter Short. Yet the wan lips
uttered no cry of vengeance against them ; the dim eyes no
longer turned from their presence. She slept to wake no more.
" This is really death,'' I thought ; " beyond dispute or ques-
tion, it is death ; and will Smith endeavor to restore her to life
— she, his spiritual wife — the daughter of his church, and the
companion of his journey to the Promised Land ?"
Mrs. Bradley was strong in the faith.
My daughter," she said, in the utmost confidence, " my
daughter shall live again."
" Not till the resurrection at the Last Day," said Smith, who
heard the remark. " The suicide is accursed."
The poor mother gave a faint shriek.
** Yes," he continued, with the most brutal indifference to her
feelings, " an angel could not restore the life of a person who
had thus voluntarily surrendered it."
" But you don't know as she did — you don't know as she
did ; she might have fallen in there," said the mother.
" No one could be drowned where she was, unless the act was
voluntary," said Smith.
" And why should such an act be voluntary ?" I said,
approaching where they were standing, and eyeing him sternly ;
" to whose cruelty and depravity is it to be attributed, that one
so young and beautiful became thus early tired of life ? Whose
fanaticism blighted the hopes of that pure spirit, degraded her
aspirations for love and truth, and turned the sweetness of her
life to gall and wormwood ? * The suicide accursed !' Say,
rather, that those men are cursed, whose vileness makes death
a last resource to the weak, against crime and oppression."
" And who shall say that this was the case with Ellen ?"
inquired Smith.
"-I say so. With her own lips she told me of her sorrows
and persecutions, and your vileness. Yes, Joseph Smith, Pro-
Arrival at the Promised Land. 81
phct and priest, as you pretend to be, of your vileness, your
hateful arts and impostures ; but she is dead, now — you can
torment her no more."
Smith walked away muttering imprecations.
Mrs. Bradley seemed actually frightened at my boldness. I
could only regard her with pity and contempt.
Ellen was buried in a green shady place beside the wood.
Smith would not attend the' ceremony, and no prayer was
uttered, not a passage of Scripture read. Was the wretch
angry that his victim had escaped him ? Was he angry at me
for questioning his authority and inspiration ? Probably both.
CHAPTER YII.
THE MORMON S E T T L,E M E N T .
WHEN we reached the Mormon settlement, in Illinois, Mrs.
Bradish had recovered from her injuries, A naturally
strong' constitution, and remarkably firm will, had accomplished
the cure independent of spiritual or ihiraculous agencies. She
was active as ever again, going hither and thither, counselling
one, commanding another, and reproving a third, yet all seem-
ingly in the same breath.
" And how do you like the Promised Land ?" said Mr. Ward
to her one day, after she had been unusually busy for a long
time, trying to overcome the stubbornness of some friends, who
persisted in doing as they thought proper, contrary to her advice.
" I should like it first rate, if these children would do as I
bid them, but they're just like the heathen. Every one must
have his own way.''
To me, however, the situation (Jf affairs looked anything but
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82 Female Life among the Mormons.
promising. The Mormon village contained about fifty houses,
and every house could number two or three families. They
were of every imaginable size, shape, and description ; that is,
to begin at ordinary log dwellings, and descend in regular
gradation to the meanest and most contemptible of hovels.
Many of them had neither floors nor chimneys, quite a propor-
tion were without either doors or windows. When these accom-
modations were possessed, the rudest materials had been
employed in their construction. The people were generally
poor, and the multitudes of children exceeded all belief. Yery
few of these seemed at all acquainted with the appurtenances
belonging to civilization. They certainly resembled young sava-
ges much more than the offspring of the Faithful. With faces
unwashed, hair uncombed, and feet so long ignorant of shoes or
covering that they appeared of the color and consistence of huge
toads. The females did not appear much better ; indeed, what
could be expected of them ? All intercourse with the heathen
having been precluded, thorns were used instead of pins ; there
was but one needle in the village, and that was rarely called
into exercise, it was so seldom that thread could be obtained.
The most ordinary and indispensable toilet appendages were un-
known. Great girls of ten or twelve had nearly forgotten the
use of a mirror. The cheapest and coarsest calico was esteemed
a real luxury. Wooden bowls served for cups, and plates of the
same material were used instead of Queensware. To be sure,
we enjoyed more comforts than the others, as having recently
arrived, our stock was not exhausted. But we were plagued
and worried incessantly by borrowers. One wanted the pot,
another the kettle, a third the pail. Many household articles
took a regular round through the village, and only arrived at
home to commence a new start. Our house was superior to
most of the others in many respects. It had a plank floor, a
chimney of unhewn, unmortared stones, a covering of bark, a
Mormon Merchandise. 83
door that had been transferred from a neighboring barn, a win-
dow containing four panes of glass, and other things in confor-
mity. The staircase was a ladder, the cupboard a couple of
rude shelves, the wardrobe a corner, and the chamber a lumber-
room. There were no conveniences. An oven was a thing
unknown, but there were two churns, three washing-tubs, and
one tin baker.
Subsequently, however, matters changed. It was decided
that the church should open a store. By the church we are to
understand the elders and prophets, with Smith at their head.
The goods were a joint concern. A young man, son of one of
the proprietors, was shopman ; and we congratulated ourselves
on the prospect of once more possessing the necessaries of house-
keeping. We soon found ourselves mistaken. The goods were
of the poorest quality, and the prices most enormous. Three-
fourths of the articles were damaged. The dishes were cracked,
the calico streaked, the clothing soiled. The ginger was a com-
bination of red pepper and corn meal, the spice had been adul-
terated, the black pepper mixed with something, it was impossi-
ble to tell what ; and, to cap the climax, the tea, by some mis-
chance or other, had become so deeply imbued with the taste of
spirits of turpentine, that it was impossible for any mortal man,
or woman either, to drink it. Mrs. Bradish finally became out-
rageous. She had been accustomed to comforts and luxuries,
and consequently felt the present restriction in a greater degree.
For her part, she considered it too bad that the heathen should
be permitted to appropriate all the good things ; she could see
no reason why the saints were not entitled to a reasonable
share, or, so far as that was concerned, to the whole. Smith,
however, and the elders were inexorable, and the faithful were
forbidden, under the penalties of excommunication and anathema,
to have any dealings with the heathen. In fact, the store was
nothing but a great swindling speculation on the part of the
84 Female Life among the MoRiiONs.
Mormon leaders. They bonght np worthless articles for almost
nothing, and then, exacting a great price, sought to compel the
believers to purchase them. In this way they doubled and
trebled their outlay.
Soon after our arrival, a school was established, and Irene
installed by Smith as teacher. This institution partook of the
ludicrous in no small degree, and was certainly a great relief to
the matrons of the place. But it is rarely the lot of man to
witness such a combination of dirt, rags, filth and ugliness, as
was there exhibited. All were sadly ignorant, and very few
manifested any desire to learn. The exercises were chiefly oral,
as books could not be obtained, neither would they have been
admitted if obtainable. Smith formed a small volume in manu-
script, which he gave to Irene, and from which she instructed
the children in the duties and principles of Mormonism. In
style and manner, it was a direct imitation of the Catechism.
This, with instructions in reading from the Mormon Bible, and a
little writing on thin greasy paper, completed the course of
instruction.
To secure their further independence, they determined to have
a bank, of which the circulating medium was to be confined to
themselves. But, although professing to despise the heathen,
they were anxious to be considered by them in good circum-
stances. Accordingly, when the building designed for the bank
was ready, an unbeliever was employed to assist them to remove
the specie into the vaults. This was contained in a great many
kegs, all very heavy, and the coverings of some being removed,
displayed the gold beneath. However, it was subsequently
ascertained that the kegs were filled with lead, a very small
quantity of gold being placed on the top.
Mrs. Bradish took an active part in all the public business.
She was a directress of the bank, and a visitor at the school. I
even thought that her antipathy to the store was owing, in one
The Ambitious Mormon. 85
sense, to the fact that her name was not included in the list of
proprietors. But my domestic affairs were quite sufficient for
me, and I meddled very little with them or their doings.
I had one friend in the village — a good, kind woman, who had
removed from her home in New York, the season previous. She
had been accustomed to all the elegances and appliances of
wealth ; but she bore the great change in her fortunes with sin-
gular fortitude. Her dwelling, though rude and inconvenient
like the others, was always scrupulously neat and clean. Her
benches and tables were sweet and pure, from frequent ablu-
tions ; and her children, though poorly furnished and coarsely.
clad, were always clean. We enjoyed long and frequent conver-
sations ; and I soon discovered that she was far from being
pleased with the moral, or rather immoral, practices of the Mor-
mons. Her husband and herself were among the first converts
to the new doctrines. They had been deceived by the artful
impositions of Smith, and his pretended power of working mira-
cles. Impulsive, generous, and unsuspecting, both embraced the
cause with ardor ; embarked their property in the enterprise,
but found, when too late, that there was more pretence than
reality — more appearance than substance. At least, such was
the case with her.
The husband became imbued with ambitious views ; he aspired
to become an elder and leader, and even fancied himself to be
the favored recipient of divine communications.
" Oh, Mr. Murray," she said to him, one day, in my presence,
after he had been relating his wondrous exercise of mind, " it
seems to me that you must be deceived.'^
" Impossible," he answered, sharply.
*' But it is very possible," she returned kindly.
" What should a woman know of such things ?" he retorted.
Mrs. Murray was too noble and high-minded to weep or
change countenance at her husband's taunt.
86 IPemale Life among the MoRMoys.
"Mr. Murray speaks rather slightly of the women," I
remarked.
" Yes ; it is a way he has acquired lately," she answered.
** I sometimes fear that my happiest days are past. We are so
differently situated from what we were ; but maybe it is all for
the best ;" and she tried to smile.
" Of course, good may come out of evil," I said.
" I frequently think," she said, " of what our good old pastor
told me. He was a venerable man, near eighty years of age.
He had carried me in his arms a thousand times, that I know.
He baptised me and my husband, both in one day. "We had sat
under his ministry, and partook of the bread of the Sacrament
at his hands, for years ; and he actually wept when he learned
that we were going with the Mormons. ' For your sake, Mary,'
he said, when he came to bid us farewell, ' for your soul's sake,
my dear, lost daughter, consider well this thing ; but more
especially for the sake of your husband. Cast among that
abandoned, outcast crew, for I must call them so, he will be
exposed to temptations which you cannot understand, and of
which, probably, you can have no perception. Oh, that you
could be induced to remain with the friends of your youth ! for
much I fear that this day will be to you the beginning of sor-
row.' My husband is no longer what he was," she continued.
" He is dissatisfied with me, and angry at the children often and
often, when I find it impossible to divine in what manner I have
displeased him. He spends much of his time away from home,
and not unfrequently two or three nights at a time."
A frightful thought seized me.
" Mrs. Murray, excuse me for the question," I said, " but is
your husband a convert to the theory of spiritual wives ?"
" Indeed, Mrs. Ward, I know not ; but fear so."
" Then, you had thought of it ?"
" Certainly ; but I have no means of ascertaining. JSTeither
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can I say that the knowledge would be agreeable to me. How
could I bear to think of holding the second place in his affec-
tions ? It seems to me that that doctrine is from the devil."
" And so are the other Mormon doctrines, in my opinion."
"At one time," said Mrs. Murray, "in the blindness of my
enthusiasm, I attributed to Smith the power and attributes of a
Divinity ; but the scales have fallen from my eyes, and he seems
to me an impostor of the vilest character."
" But would it be safe to speak thus plainly of him in public ?"
" 1^0 ; it would not."
" If it is discovered that one is disaffected, I suppose that he
or she is excommunicated ?"
"Something more than that is done with them;" and she
approached so closely as to whisper the last sentence in my ear.
I thought of Ellen's murdered infant, and asked —
" What is it, Mrs. Murray ?"
" They disappear !"
"You alarm me, Mrs. Murray."
" As I said, they disappear — how, or in what manner, has not
been ascertained."
" Are you certain of what you say ?"
"Listen, and I will tell you; but remember not a word of it
must be breathed to any one. A young man named Harrison,
joined the Mormons some time ago. He was brave, upright,
and intelligent, more so than ordinary. I perceived at once,
that he had been deceived by their specious professions of piety,
and meditated with myself on the result when he discovered
their impositions. Everything went on smooth enough, for per-
haps a month, when a regular breeze broke forth. I knew
nothing about it, until Harrison came in here. His countenance
was pale with suppressed passion, but he entered, though rather
indifferently, into general conversation. At length, I inquired
how he liked the Mormons, by this time.
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"'Not at all, Mrs. Murray; indeed, I have come to the con-
clusiou to leave them entirely ; nor is that all, I design to expose
them to the world. We had a regular breeze yesterday, Smith
and I. I told him just what 1 had found him to be, a fool, knave,
liar, and impostor. I talked pretty plain, I can tell you.'
" * And what did he say V
" ' He laughed; but such a laugh, it made me shudder. " Oh !
you can laugh if you please," said I, " but you will rather quail
to have your villainies exposed to the world, and exposed they
shall be. Yes, sir ; the world shall know all about you, your
pretended miracles, your bank with lead instead of gold, and all
the mean, contemptible trickeries, to which I have been a wit-
ness." '
" * You will wait until you have an opportunity to expose me,
won't you V said Smith.
" * An opportunity will soon present itself,' I answered.
" ' Smith muttered something to himself, as he turned away.'
" * And where are you going, Harrison V I inquired.
" ' Back to my father's,' he answered.
" ' Oh I how I wanted to warn him !' at length, I said.
" * You had better be careful how you offend Smith, and take
good care of yourself.'
" * To be sure, I will do that.'
" He soon after took leave. The next day he started for his
father's residence, and now read that " — as she spoke, she drew
from her pocket a small piece of newspaper — " I picked it up
along the street."
I read,
" FousD Dead. — A young man by the name of Harrison, was found dead in the woods
day before yesterday. To all appearance he had been shot. We have no clue to the
murderers."
I returned her the paper without saying a word, and she conti-
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nued ; " Another circumstance happened about eighteen months
ago, which came more immediately beneath my knowledge. It was
during a former visit of Smith to this place, that he brought to
my house a beautiful young woman, and introduced her to me as
a new convert. Her appearance was highly interesting, and she
had evidently been accustomed to good society. Her name was
Sarah Sweet, and she stayed with me, until I felt for her almost
the tenderness that a mother feels for her child. One day I left
her to call on a friend. When I returned she was weeping and
lamenting bitterly.
" ' Why, Sarah, what is the matter V I inquired.
" ' Oh ! Mrs. Murray, what shall I do V she almost shrieked,
*' ' Smith has been here. The man whom I thought a prophet of
the Lord, whose word I reverenced as of divine inspiration.
And he seeks my ruin, soul and body ; I dare not tell you all
he said, but oh ! I fear that I shall go mad V
" * Compose yourself, my dear,' I said, * you can go back to
your parents, and with them you will be happy,'
" ' Yes, I will do so,' she replied. ' Oh I what a fool I was to
leave them; and once there, I will expose him and all his wicked
practices, to prevent others from falling into the snare.'
'"Did you tell him so?'
" ' To be sure I did, but he only laughed a hideous kind of
laugh, and said " very well." '
"'Well, Sarah, my advice is, that you be very secret and
cautious in your movements. How do you design to return to
your father's ?'
'"On foot, of course, there is no other way.'
" Sarah busied herself in making preparations to depart.
Two or three women came in. * What, Sarah, going to leave
us ?' said one. ' What's in the wind now ?' inquired another.
" Sarah gave them little satisfaction, but they saw enough,
Mrs. Murray paused, overcame with emotion.
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" And how did it end ?" I inquired.
" The poor girl started for her home, but never arrived there.
She was found drowned."
At this stage of the conversation other visitors came in, and
I took leave.
A few days after, Mrs. Murray called on me. After the
exchange of compliments, " I have found it all out,'' she said,
sighing.
" Found out what ?"
" About my husband's spiritual wife."
" Then it was as I suspected ?"
*' Yes, and he told me of it himself, and even proposed to
bring her to reside with us."
*' And what did you tell him ?"
"That if she came, I would go away; and he said, 'Xo,
madam, you won't. Among the Mormons, husbands are lords
They have the privilege of punishing disobedient wives, and
enforcing their homage.' Oh I that I had listened to the voice
of my pastor ; he foresaw all this."
" Who is the woman, with whom your husband has formed
that connection ?"
" Why, a woman that came with Smith, in your company,
one Mrs. Cook."
"Is it possible?"
" It is, and oh I that I should live to see it, should live to
feel myself occupying the second place in my husband's heart."
" Could you not return to your friends ?"
"I would gladly do so, if I had the means, but it is the
policy of these men, to keep everything like money out of the
reach of the women; and then I suppose my fate would be like
that of Sarah."
" It is more than probable."
" I could not leave my children," she said. " Oh ! I am
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gorely tried, but I feel, I know, that it is just, I am only reaping
thft reward of my doings."
CHAPTER VIII.
MORMON FAITH AND WORSHIP.
THE idea of a temporal millenium is one of the most impor-
tant principles of Mormonism, and the one most cherished
by the believers. They speak of it on all occasions, and many
of them indulge the most fantastic and absurd notions with
respect to the state and degree of happiness to be enjoyed.
The Mormons are no exception to the general rule, that the
character and temper of a people may be safely judged by their
opinions of what is to constitute their happiness hereafter.
Thus, the warlike Scandinavians placed the souls of the heroBs in
Valhalla, where they enjoyed the feast of victory perpetually,
and never wearied of drinking mead from the skulls of their
enemies. The Mahometan anticipates the balmy shades, cool-
ing fountains, and black-eyed houris ; while the Indian is to
enjoy an everlasting season of hunting, and chase the wild deer
with dogs swifter than the wind.
The Mormons, being generally devoted to simple customs, and
agricultural habits, anticipate a millenium, in which the curse is
to be removed from the earth, when all venomous beasts, and
insects, and wicked men are to be destroyed ; all poisonous
plants and noxious weeds eradicated ; and nature produce,
in spontaneous abundance, all the good things of life.
Their opinions on other subjects are no less fantastic and
absurd. Their standard of morality is different from that of
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other sects. To give money to the church, preach the Gospel,
and have dreams and visions, were considered the most merito-
rious acts.
And judged by this system of morals they are all over-
righteous. They are all dreamers, but the elders only have the
privilege of interpreting. Smith, while he lived, monopolized the
business exclusively. Many of them prophesy, but only the
elders can detect whether they are moved on by a truthful or a
lying spirit ; and as to the preachers it is scarcely possible to
discover anything like order or consistency in their discourses.
They all turn on the everlasting hinge of living and reigning with
Christ a thousand years.
Their worship is a strange mixture of Jewish and Christian
ceremonies. Their civil polity resembles that of the Jews in
many particulars. The head of the church is temporal
governor, and they acknowledge the force of no laws save those
of their own formation.
Mormonism is continually changing, and many doctrines are
taught at present, which were unknown to the founders of the
faith. Polygamy, was not openly advocated for some time.
In the first place, the spiritual wife was said to be united to her
husband, by a purely spiritual tie, independent of all sensual
relations, and this once admitted, soon led to the other.
And then the temple, which was designed to be the seat of
their worship in after ages, and occupied the centre of what
they were pleased to denominate the Promised Land, was to be
a sort of Mecca, to which the pilgrims of future generations
were to resort. Mrs. Murray said to me one day : —
" I long ago became disgusted with the bombast and rant of
the Mormon preachers, with their constant reference to dreams,
and visions, and miracles ; with their abuse of the heathen, as
they termed our neighbors. Sometimes, however, these things
took a ludicrous character. Old Mrs. Harris came to our house
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one day, in search of Smith. ' She had a marvellous dream the
night before/ to employ her phraseology, and now was in pursuit
of the interpreter.
" ' And what was your dream, Mrs. Harris V I inquired.
'" Oh ! I would like to tell you, that I would,' said the crone ;
'but the Lord has commanded, through the mouth of his
prophet, that our dreams should first be told to him.'
*" Oh 1 well,' I said, 'it don't matter.'
" * But it does tho'. I want you to know what it is, and after
it is interpreted I will tell you.'
*' Smith made the interpretation of dreams a source of revenue ;
for the interpretation was not given till the interpreter was
rewarded, and the reward was always proportioned to the
wealth of the dreamer.
"For the same reason, I suppose, he endeavored to make
them all converts to the doctrine of witchcraft. How well he
succeeded will astonish no one who is acquainted with the super-
stitious tendencies of human nature. In an incredibly short
time a multitude of children were bewitched, or believed to be
by their parents and friends. Smith in all cases undertook the
cure, but only for a handsome consideration.
"Trances were not at all uncommon. It was decidedly
unfashionable not to have been in a trance. Almost every oue
could give a tolerably fair description of Heaven, could tell
exactly how Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob looked, the seats
beside the throne they occupied, and the robes they wore.
" Many of these descriptions were infinitely amusing. One old
woman, who had been noted for industry, declared that Heaven,
as it appeared to her, was a very nice cool room, where they
had plenty of biscuit, and didn't have to work. Another said,
* she didn't see any biscuit, but they had very fine garments, and
sat in rocking-chairs all day.'
*' * But is there any night, Becca V said a gaping listener.
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" ' Something like it ; kind of a night ; of course they want to
rest/
" ' But they don't work V
" * No ; yet they sing, and shout, and march round, you know,
and that's nearly as tiresome/
" ' But who did you see there, Becca V
" * Oh I a great many, but they were all Mormons/
" Smith here stepped forth and said, he supposed some good
men had gone to Heaven before Mormonism was revealed.
Indeed, he knew that was the case ; for once, and only a short
time, too, after the blessed revelation had been made known to
liim, he was travelling alone in a wood, when he heard his voice
called, and turning, beheld an angeh This angel was commis-
sioned to carry him to Heaven, that he might preach the good
news of Mormonism there. He consented, and in two days'
time had converted all the heavenly inhabitants.
" Mormonism, perhaps, more than any other religion, is con-
tinually changing its phases. It has no stereotyped dogmas to
which its teachers are required to. give unqualified assent. It
has no colleges, where its youth are trained to believe just what
their elders tell them, and nothing more. If they will assert
that Smith was a true prophet, the Book of Mormon a true
history, and the Mormon people the only true church, little
more is required of them. They are never asked, which is the
most heinous, * the sin of omission or commission V whether
the human heart is totally or only partially depraved ? whether
grace is free or restricted ? or whether the saints can fall out by
the way, or must persevere to the end.
" In short," said Mrs. Murray, " take away the dreams, and
visions, and miracles, and very little remains. Its author had
not sufficient genius to form a system really great or noble, or
one that should be an enduring monument of human ability, but
it addrestis itself to the venal desires of men, encourages their
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superstitions, and gratifies their passions. Hence is the secret
of its strength."
CHAPTER IX.
MORMON PROPHETS AND ELDERS.
IT is questionable if ever, since the time that Saul was found
among the prophets, such a heterogeneous mixture of inspired
men, or those professing inspiration, had ever been collected
together in one place as frequently assembled at Mormon meet-
ings. Great fat burly men, little short puny men — men who in
shape and stature reminded one of ostriches, men with small
heads and little sense, or great heads without any sense at all ;
men well-dressed and ill-dressed. Some had their lips stained
with tobacco, the noses of others were smeared with snuff, and
the breaths of not a few were rank with whisky. Different
nations also were ably represented. Here was a thick-set
square-backed Dutchman, eager to talk and take part in the
meeting, and highly offended al everybody because they could
not teil what he said. Kot far off was a Frenchman gabbling
and gesticulating, as only a Frenchman can gabble and gesticu-
late, to a tall raw-boned Irishman, who stood gaping and listen-
ing. These men were all elders and prophets. They used to
meet together to discuss questions of business, but Smith, who
always directed the meetings, would only propose the most
indifferent and puerile subjects, and these being hurried over, he
would call on them to rehearse their dreams or visions, as well
as their success in working miracles.
As the sisters were usually permitted to be present, though
generally forbidden to take part in the deliberations, I per-
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suaded Mrs. Murray to accompany me on one occasion. To add
to the interest of the meeting several missionaries who had been
oat preaching had returned, and were expected to give some
account of their success.
Smith opened the meeting with prayer, then a hymn of
thanksgiving was sung, after which the missionaries, as most to
be honored, were requested to speak, beginning with the eldest.
The words were scarcely spoken, when a little, puny, withered
creature, who, to judge from his phrenological developments,
was only a few degrees removed from the idiot, arose.
" Friends, prophets, saints, fellow-laborers, and co-workers,"
he began, in a sort of squeaking voice, that exceeded beyond all
comparison the nasal twang of the Yankee, " I 'steem meself
onered, greatly onered, in being ere this night, and, 'bove all, that
I be permitted to 'dress this augush 'sembly. It duz me more
good than I spress — duz, indeed. You know, brothren, you
wern't willin' for me to go out preachin', but I felt it right here
[and he laid his hand on his forehead], and here I felt it too
[his hand was then applied to the region of the heart]. I
knowed that I must tell the good tidings of our great Prophet
here or be cursed — brothren, I don't say damned, because that
is like the heathen, our enemies. Brothren, I sed I knowed that
my duty called me to preach, but I didn't know that I should
be called on to suffer martyrdom. Yes, brothren, a martyr and
confessor both stands among you."
All eyes were turned to the little speaker, and a smile rested
on several countenances.
" Brother Flitter will please be as explicit as possible," said
Mr. Ward.
" Tell us of your converts," suggested Smith.
"It pleased the Lord and his Prophet," resumed Flitter,
** that I should suffer martyrdom, and three several times I fell
into the hands of the enemy."
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Mr. Ward rather fidgeted in his seat, and I saw him direct
several glances towards Smith, in hopes, I suppose, that he
would put a sto]) to the absurd harangue, but the Prophet, who
sat with two confederates behind the altar, seemed perfectly
indifferent to the affair. Flitter proceeded : W
" My first martyrization v/as riding hossback ; I ain't use to
riding that way, and it shook me up all over, I raly thought
sometimes that my stomach would tumble out. T think it did
get misplaced, and that's one reason why I can't eat corn-bread ,
the way I did once.''
" Eat more of it uow,^I reckon," said a voiceV ^
" No ; but just wait till I get through, as 1 am the oldest
missioner, and the one what's suffered martyrdom. Where was
I ? — let me see ? — Oh ! I know. Well, the next time was from -►
young chickens. You see, I guv out word thit I'd hold a
meeting at a school-house. Well, when I went there I didn't
see anybody stirrin', so thinks I they hav'n't got here yet, but
all of a suddent about twenty boys leaped up from behind the
benches, and began firihg eggs at me with might and main. I
opened my lips to speak, when plump, splash came one right
into my mouth. It didn't taste sweet, but that ain't the wurst
of it, I hav'n't been able to smell anything since, my nose was
so completely numbed with the odor. Brothren, I hope I'm too
polite to say stink, but you all know."
Mrs. Bradish had sat for some time looking daggers at the
speaker. At length she rose, and cried in a clear, ringing voice :
'' Brother Smith, are you asleep ?"
" Sister, Sister Bradish," whispered some of the elders.
She paid no attention, but kept her stern black eyes on the
face of Smith.
" Brother Smith, are you asleep ?" she called, in a louder tone.
" No, sister ; I am not," he answered. -
" Then, why do you sit there, and hear us insulted in this
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manner," she said, "as if we cared anything about yon fooPs
being martyrized with rotten eggs ? Now, Flitter, just sit down,
and stop your clack, and let some one speak who can do so in a*
sensible manner. Neither is that all : if you persist in allowing
fools to go out and preach in our name, we shall become a laugh-
ing-stock among the heathen, if we are not so already."
Flitter seemed rather abashed at this speech, and took his
seat in silence.
"Now,'' continued Mrs. Bradish, "if any of you have any-
thing to say that is edifying, let's hear it."
No one spoke.
" Brother Pratt, please tell us what you have been about,"
said Mr. Ward.
Brother Pratt arose and looked around on the assembly, witji
great complacency.
" I cannot say," be began, " that any great success has
attended my efforts ; neither have they been altogether fruitless.
I have had the great satisfaction of baptising several into a
knowledge of the truth. Several of my converts are making
preparations to remove hither immediately. Bless the Lord I"
There was a general response of " Bless the Lord," and
" Amen." Amid the murmurs of congratulation, Brother Pratt
sat down The little Frenchman rose next. He had been on
a missionary tour to a colony of French emigrants in a neigh-
boring State,
" My friends, he commenced, " I hardly know what to say of
myself."
"Tell the truth," said Mrs. Bradish.
" Yes, the truth ; but the truth an't what I wanted it to ttfe.
Brethren, I done all I could, but it was very little. The miracle
wouldn't work at all. I tried it over and over again ; and,
because the miracle wouldn't work, they wouldn't believe ; and
that's about all of it."
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" Bat you made some converts, didn't you ?" inquired Smith.
'' Oh, certainly, some few women believed."
"Yery well; convert the women — the men will be sure to
follow ; that's human nature," sa<id Mr. Ward. •
The accounts given by the other missionaries contained
nothing new or striking ; and then the prophets and dreamers
were summoned to declare their exercises. It is scarcely possi-
ble to imagine greater absurdities, in the line of revery and
imagination, than these men repeated as the solemn truths of
inspiration. Some had visions of beasts of all imaginable shapes
and sizes, with more heads than the hydra of Hercules, and more
horns than the mystery of the Apocalypse. Many of them had
been severely assaulted and tempted by the devil ; and not a few
had rejected very large bribes offered by his Sooty Majesty. To
one he appeared sitting on a stump, smoking tobacco, witli a
rope in his hand ; but the uses of th& rope were not specified.
One had even been favored with a vision of the Almighty, and
informed by the Divine Personage that, if he would go on in the
way he had begun, and take Rachel Allan for his spiritual wife^
his way would be prospered.
Is not the reader weary of these absurdities ? Certainly, I
am weary of repeating them.
CHAPTER X.
MORMON CHURCH GOVERNMENT.
THE church government of the Mormons resembles that of
the Catholic hierarchy, in many respects. Smith, while he
lived, was pope. He put just what interpretation he pleased on
the sacred Book of Mormon, fabricated just what new dogmas
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he thought proper to incorporate in the faith, and was never
opposed, so far as my knowledge extends, by any of his followers.
Though he professed to allow all the prophets and elders a voice
in eccl«siastical affairs, the real business of the church was con-
ducted by himself, with three assistants, and in these three was
embodied the greater part of the learning and talents in the
church. Mr. Murray had aspired to a seat of honor in the
Mormon assembly, but he signally failed, ^ot discouraged,
however, he determined to create a diversion in his favor, and
there would, in all probability, have occurred a division in the
church, had not the Mormons been required to unite against a
common enemy, thus forgetting, for a time, their intestine diffi-
culties.
In fact, the converts to Mormonism were, generally speaking,
of the lowest and poorest class. Ycry few of the prophets or
elders had enjoyed the advantages of an ordinary English edu-
cation. Many of them belonged to that class of religious enthu-
siasts, who were so plentiful a few years ago, and the acme and
aim of whose ambition was to preach. I remember several such.
One was a young man who had been half-crazed at a Methodist
camp-meeting, thus losing what little sense he had. After thi§,
he used to roam about the country, trying to get school-houses,
in which to hold meetings ; or stopping at private-houses, and
wanting to preach to the inmates. Sometimes he would fix him-
self in the centre of a village, and, standing there, would shout
and preach at the passers-by. When the Mormons came about,
he instantly adopted their sentiments.
Another, was one of two brothers, both of whom were smitten
with a mania to preach. Both were extremely ignorant, and,
even while members of a Seventh-day Baptist society, both were
favored with dreams and visions. The eldest, however, suc-
ceeded in getting himself adopted pastor of the church, and then
he opposed, by every means in his power, the preaching designs
Fools and Knaves —Mormon Tools. lul
of his brother. And so, when the Mormons extended to him the
right hand of fellowship, he could not resist their invitation to
become an elder.
" The way of truth is so plain," said Smith, " that a fool can
point it out just as well as anybody. Let those who are con-
sidered fools by their neighbors and relatives come to us — we
will make them kings and priests."
And certainly a multitude of fools accepted the invitation.
" Let a man come to me, believe my gospel and preach it, and
all his sins shall be forgiven. He shall have riches, honors, and
all the wives he wishes for in this world, and in the next, life
everlasting."
And thieves, and cut-throats, and swindlers accepted the offer.
Mrs. Murray one day gave me the history of several Mormon
leaders of this latter class. One had served ten years of his life
in the State Prison. He had been convicted of robbing the
mail, but before he was taken had concealed the money, and
when his term was expired joined the Mormons with his booty.
Any one who brought gold to the coffers of the church was
welcomed, and so this desperado was immediately ^aken to the
embrace of the faithful, and two or three beautiful girls, or girls
that would have been beautiful, with suitable dress and adorn-
ments, were bestowed on him for spiritual wives.
Another had been convicted of murder, though subsequently
pardoned by the Governor of the State. Others had been con-
victed and punished for grand larceny and other crimes, but
their delinquencies were forbidden to be spoken of, and every
one was commanded to treat them with respect.
" How is it possible, Mr. Ward, that you can associate with
such men on terms of equality ? I pray that you will not bring
them here to dine with me again."
" You are unreasonable, madam," he answered, ** they are our
tools to work with."
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" I do not understand you," I replied.
" But you will, when we have won a kingdom, and find our-
selves placed among the noble and great ones of the earth."
" Won a kingdom I Your language is still more mysterious,"
I answered. "Please be explicit."
"Do you suppose that we, the followers of a new faith, and
the organizers of a new system, are always to be held in lead-
ing strings. Our policy is to become independent of the heathen*
in civil as well as social matters. We will have our own laws,
institutions and government."
" But how is all this to be accomplished ?"
" By accommodating ourselves to all kinds of people that can
be of any service to us wh«n the struggle comes."
" But you do not meditate treason against the United States
Government, do you ? If such is the case, beware."
" What is the United States to me, that I should remain in
obedience to a form of laws and state of society that my soul
abhors ?" ^
" But you are a subject of that government, and within its
jurisdiction must be governed by its laws."
" That may be the case now ; it will not be always," he
answered. " We look forward to a state and condition of inde-
pendence, peaceably if we can have it so ; if not, by war. Such
is the promise of God, and in that we confide."
The wildness of this scheme was only equalled by its temerity,
and could only have originated in the brain of enthusiasts or
fanatics. Subsequently I obtained a further insight into their
views, as likewise what was to be the full development of
Mormonism.
Mr. Ward and Mrs. Bradish used frequently to strengthen
each other's faith in the good time coming.
I found that, according to their views of polity, all civil
government should be administered by the church — that the
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officers of the church should be considered the nobles of the
land — that the church offices should be held hereditarily by cer-
tain families — that treason to the church, and the murder of a
brother in the faith were the only crimes they considered worthy
of death — that a Mormon could not possibly, under any circum-
stances, be indebted to the heathen, because the world, and all
it contained, having been originally intended for the saints, it
was their privilege to appropriate whatever they thought proper.
Such abominable doctrines were not long in producing their
legitimate fruits. If a murderer or assassin fled from justice he
was taken at once, protected and concealed by the Mormons ;
children were persuaded by them to abandon their parents,
and silly women, for their sake, not unfrequently left their hus-
bands and relatives.
Every child born of Mormon parents was considered a mem-
ber of the church. Females were restricted from marrying
unbelievers, by the severest penalties. Indeed, according to the
rules and practice of Mormonism, are decidedly inferior beings,
created to minister to the wants and passions of men, and only
admitted to the communion of the faithful in this world and the
next, in consideration of the husband. Hence the females were
treated little better than slaves, were required to do all the
drudgery, were frequently subjected to corporeal punishment,
and painfully impressed with a sense of their inferiority in a
thousand ways. Having occasion one day to go by the house
occupied by the Prophet, Mrs, Clarke and Irene, I saw the former
sitting lazily on the door-stone, basking in the sun, while the two
women were at work in the neighboring corn-field.
I approached the fence, paused, and spoke. Irene continued^
her work, looking downcast and moody. Mrs. Clarke rested a
moment, but glanced timidly towards her master, said she was in
a great hurry — that she had designed to call and see me, but
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was forbidden to leave home. I bade her farewell, and she hur-
ried on.
A few days afterwards I was sitting alone, when Mrs. Clarke
came in. She looked so pale, wan, and disconsolate, that it
made one's heart ache to see her. She took my hand, and burst
into tears.
"Oh, Mrs. Ward, I am the most miserable creature alive,"
she exclaimed : " Oh, dear, why did I leave my husband ? why
did 1 ever go near that vile impostor ? I am ruined, soul and
body, indeed I am I"
" I hope not so bad as that, Mrs. Clarke."
•• Oh, you don't know, you cannot know," she answered, bit-
terly.
" Mrs. Clarke," I said, " is your distress merely mental, or do
you have to undergo physical burdens, for which your strength
is incapable ?"
" Alas," she answered, " how is it possible for me to tell you
all I suffer, all I have suffered ? How can I describe the bitter-
ness of unceasing remorse? My husband's countenance of
despair and anguish is continually before me ; the cries of my
children ring uninterruptedly in my ears. Then the cruelty of
this man, for whom I have forsaken all, and the bitter hate of
Irene, who employs every means to prejudice him against me."
" But, why should Irene hate you," I inquired.
" She flatters herself with the belief that if I was once out
of the way, she would reign as the sole wife and favorite of the
Prophet. It was her machinations that induced him to find a
new husband for Mrs. Cook. She fabricated some infamous
falsehoods about that woman ; accused her of being lazy, said
she devoured the delicacies of the table which Smith desired to
have reserved for himself. Smith attempted to chastise her
with an ox-goad, when she turned on him, scratched and bit
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him severely, and blackened one of his eyes into the bargain. I
think he would have had the worst of it, had not Irene hastened
to assist him. As it was, they succeeded in fastening her hands,
and confining her in the loft, where she remained until Smith
induced Mr. Murray to receive her."
" How abominable !" I exclaimed.
"Irene hates me, and I am afraid of her. There is some-
thing in her countenance that puts me continually on my guard.
I often see her looking at me with a fiendish expression that
makes me shudder ; but that is nothing, nothing to what I am
forced by him to endure. Look here," and she displayed her
arms and bosom black with hideous bruises, " see, these are the
marks of beatings that he has given me." ''
" Oh, Mrs. Clarke, that is dreadful ; but how did you offend
him ?"
" I was sick, and weak, and weary, and did not perform as
much labor in the corn-field as he thought I ought to. Oh, my
dear abandoned husband, what would you say if you could
know my misery I"
*' And yet you were delicately nurtured ?" I said.
"To be sure I was," she answered, "and entirtiy unaccus-
tomed to physi(?al labor. Now I am compelled, by stripes and
punishment, to perform the most menial drudgery. It really
seemed, last winter, that it would be impossible for me to live
till spring. I cannot tell you how much I suffered from cold,
privation, and weariness. Irene took my best clothes, and then
Smith made me wear her old rags. I had no shoes, and yet I
was forced to go out in all kinds of weather to pick up and bring
home wood, to beg an armful of hay for the cow, that seemed
very near starving, as Smith would take no pains whatever to
provide even the commonest necessaries of life."
" Well, Mrs. Clarke, I would advise you to escape from
them if possible, and return to your friends. They would
5*
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gladly receive you, even now, as the repentant prodigal,*^ I
said.
" Oh, I know that they would," she answered ; " and
heaven knows how earnestly I desire it. I could almost weep
tears of blood, in my deep repentance, but 'tis all in vain, in
vain I'*
I looked at the poor woman, and how forcibly were the warn-
ings of her husband recalled to my memory ; yet he spoke not
in anger, but sorrow. Did she remember it ? — as if a woman
could ever forget such a scene'.
Mrs. Clarke soon after bade me adieu, and I saw no more of
her for some time. Meantime, the winter set in exceedingly
cold, with much snow. I had mentioned to no one the sufferings
of Mrs. Clarke, as I feared to expose her to more rigorous cru-
elties, in the event of Smith's hearing of it, which I doubted not
he would. Once I had seen her toiling through the icy mud and
sleet, carrying a bag on her shoulders, which had the appear-
ance of Indian meal.
I wonder that your Prophet is not ashamed of himself, to
make such a slave of that poor woman ; it is really too bad," I
said to M#i Bradish.
"Why, what else is she good for?'" said* the lady; "she
brought nothing to the Church. Then she is not beautiful, and
he only keeps her for the sake of her services."
" And yet, Mrs. Bradish, he persuaded her to abandon a good
home, to leave -a husband by whom she was idolized, and
almost break the hearts of her innocent children," I said,
earnestly.
" So much the more fool she," said Mrs. Bradish, unfeelingly.
** I have no pity for these weak, silly women, who cannot take
care of themselves, but sit down and cry, baby-like, over wrongs
and inflictions. But Mrs. Clarke had better be careful to whom
she makes her complaints."
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*' Why so ?" I inquired. /
" It won't do to tell everything you know," and Mrs. Bradish
left the room."
About a week after this conversation, Mrs. Murray called one
morning with the startling intelligence that Mrs. Clarke was
nowhere to be found. "She came to my house yesterday," con-
tinued the narrator, " and I thought her senses wandering. She
said she was going back to ask the forgiveness of her husband
and die. "When I told her it was a long distance, she faintly
smiled, and said it was further to heaven. I tried to detain
her, but could not, and Irene tells me that no one knows where
she is."
" And Irene is delighted, I suppose ?"
" She does not seem to be very sorry," resumed Mrs. Murray ;
" and, indeed, I cannot even conjecture what us women are all
coming too," observed the latter, with a sigh. "My husband
has now been absent a whole week. He ceased to make provi-
sion for our necessities some time ago, and we have becomd
reduced to the last extremity. There is neither meat, milk, nor
butter in the house ; nothing but a small panful of Indian meal,
and two or three eggs."
" But where is he all this time ?" I inquired.
" Living with Mrs. Cook. The last time I saw him, he told
me, that he had promised Smith to provide for Mrs. Cook ; that
he should do so, and that if I would not permit her to come and
live in the same house with me, he should abandon me for her
altogether. I told him that he could do as he thought proper,
but that I was his wife in the eyes of God and man. This he
denied, and when I required an explanation, he told me that the
marriage ceremony performed between us was null and void,
because we were unbelievers at the time of its celebration, and
so I am to be repudiated. I understand that she has borne
him a son, who has been named after their Prophet."
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" Thoy will not be apt to live happily together for any length
of time," I remarked.
" And yet I do not wish them unhappiness," she answered ;
" I have not forgotten that he is my husband, and the father of
my children, and how kind and affectionate he used to be."
CHAPTER XI.
MORJION OUTRAGES.
THE occupation of a considerable tract of land had been
the Mormon policy ; but instead of removing altogether
beyond the boundaries of the white settlements, and taking
possession of uninhabited districts, they chose a situation in a
tolerably thickly-settled country. In this region they estab-
lished a sort of outposts, communicating together by a line of
Mormon families. These lines embraced the farms and property
of many unbelievers, whom it became the interest of the Mor-
mons to dispossess in some way or other. " To drive out the
heathen," was a constant expression of their purposes. Some
of the more zealous proposed that the Prophet should smite
them all with death as the first-born of Egypt were smitten.
This, however, he prudently declined on the ground of clemency
It was then proposed that their conversion should be attempted,
but that plan, for some reason, failed, and the final decision was
to plunder, harass, and distress them, until they were obliged to
remove for the sake of peace. Smith asserted that it had been
revealed to him, that all the grain, poultry, in short, that all
the property, of every description, embraced within the
-established bounds of Mormondom, was designed by Heaven for
the saints, and that they were ordered to go out and take pos-
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session. Some of the farmers, whose property was to be made
a spoil, were able meii, with abundance of grain and vegetables.
They were entirely ignorant of the systematic plan of depreda-
tions of which they were to be the victims. Many of them had
been very friendly to the Mormons, but that was nothing with
the fanatics, who were quite as deficient in gratitude as the
other virtues. The depredations were to be carried on secretly,
under cover of the night, and the perpetrators were all sworn
to secresy, all pledged to support each other, and, in all cases,
to refuse to give any information before legal tribunals, or in
any other way.
In fact, it was the regular organization of a banditti, with
Smith at their head. Mrs. Bradish I found to be deeply
interested in the affair. She beheld in this the furtherance of
her ambitious schemes.
"I will be to the Mormons what Deborah was to the
children of Israel," she remarked one day.
" But will the Mormons permit a woman to judge them, as
Deborah judged Israel ?" I asked.
" Under ordinary cases they would not, probably ; yet the
property which I have given to the church entitles me to the
highest seat among its leaders," .she replied.
" Are situations in the Mormon church proportioned to the
amount of property bestowed by the candidates for ecclesiastical
honors ?" I inquired.
" They are," she answered ; " but we can never rise to the
state and dignity we desire as Mormon rulers, until the heathen
are spoiled and driven from our midst."
Now commenced a regular system of depredation. Every
night, particularly when the weather was dark and stormy, a
company of the most daring and desperate would sally forth,
like beasts of prey, on their nocturnal errands. Sometimes they
would return, laden with plunder of all descriptions. At others,
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they obtained very little. Kot nnfrequently murders were com-
mitted, highway robberies perpetrated, and villanies of a still
darker hue enacted. The whole country was alarmed, the
newspapers teemed with conjectures, and rewards were offered
for the perpetrators, by the public authorities, but without
success. No one suspected the Mormons. They were quiet,
and apparently peaceable. It was even proposed to them to
join with the others in attempting to ferret out the villains.
This was readily acceded to, from the supposition that being
acquainted with the plans of their enemies, they could the more
easily elude and lead them off on a false scent.
It had been decided on a particular occasion, to have a guard
stationed around the domestic premises of every man in the
neighborhood. As usual, the services of several Mormons had
been offered and accepted, but the watches were all doomed to
disappointment, not a robber appeared, not a single marauder
was found abroad. However, when those who had come from a
distance, returned to their homes, imagine their astonishment at
finding everything in the greatest disorder, the women frightened,
the barns despoiled, and the houses plundered. A barrel of pork
had been taken from one place, a sack of flour from another, and
a bag of potatoes from a third. A fat cow had been driven off
and butchered in an adjoining wood. Several hogs and sheep
likewise had shared the same fate. The agitation of the country
exceeded all bounds, but no clue could be obtained to the per-
petrators of the crimes. The Mormons, meanwhile, lived on the
fat of the land, laughed at the mystification of their enemies,
and augured from so good a beginning, a most auspicious end.
But a change came over the spirit of their dream. Mr.
McDavit, a gentleman of wealth and respectability, detected a
Mormon leader in his poultry-house slaughtering the inmates.
McDavit attempted to detain him a prisoner, when the Mormon
pulled out a pistol, severely wounded his assailant, and fled.
The "Regulators." Ill
A civil process was ipimediately instituted, but the accused
denied all knowledge of the crime, talked of being persecuted
for righteousness' sake, and came into court fortified by a multi-
tude of witnesses, who positively testified that on the night in
question, he had been engaged with them in a religious meeting.
He was accordingly discharged. Yarious occurrences of a simi-
lar character happened soon after, and suspicion settled on the
Mormons.
The impossibility of bringing them to justice in the ordinary
way, aroused the Regulators. These were a company of the
most robust, brave, and resolute young men of the vicinity, who
were regularly enrolled like a band of military, with officers of
their choosing, and whose business was the cognizance and
punishment of crimes and outrages that were beyond the reach
of the law. Whatever may be thought of the illegality of their
proceedings, it is certain that their presence was a great restraint
to evil-doers.
One day I was standing before the door of our dwelling, when
a Mormon prophet passed along, a beautiful young girl leaning
on his arm. This prophet I knew as a man of family, but the
girl was a stranger.
'* Who is that girl yonder, leaning on the arm of Brother
Hyde ?" I said, addressing Mrs. Bradish.
" Her name is or was Corneilia Cornish," answered the lady.
" Where did she come from ; I never saw her before V I
questioned.
" From some of the neighboring villages, I believe. Elder
Hyde converted her, and brought her here, and now she lives in
his family. He is very fond of her."
*' Oh 1 Mrs. Bradish, do you regard such things as righf and
proper ?" 1 exclaimed earnestly.
" Certainly I do, why not ? Who has forbidden it ?" she
answered
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" Kot Joseph Smith/' I replied.
" Aud no one else, whose words are worth listening to," she
said.
" Your own Bible favors such a system. Aud "
"Mrs. Bradish," I said, "it is against the laws of the laud,
and now at least, it is our interest to conform to these laws ;
much I fear, that we shall render ourselves accursed.
" Have you no dread of the Regulators; you know well that
the whole country is aroused against us."
" How should I know any such thing ?" she asked angrily
" How could you help knowing it ?"
" But what has that to do with the Regulators ?"
" Corneilia Cornish may have a brother, or cousin, or lover,
who will not fancy her Hving with Elder Hyde."
" Look yonder," said Mrs. Bradish, suddenly, " there's Brother
Clayton — sure as I'm alive — coming here, too I"
Brother Clayton was returning from a missionary tour.
" Well, Brother," said Mrs. Bradish, " I hope you have some
good news to tell us. Things go on rather badily here. The
heathen cannot be made to understand that only the saints are
entitled to the good things of the land. But I trust that you
have made many converts, and that we shall soon see them here,
united with us."
" Generally speaking," said Brother Clayton, " I have had
good success. The heathen were generally willing, and in some
places anxious to hear the truth. Once only was I threatened
with difiBculty."
" How was that ?"
" About twenty miles hence. I stopped at a small village, and
gave out a notice of an intended meeting at seven o'clock that
night, specifying also the place and the subject. I saw nothing in
the least alarming or riotous, till about two hours previous to
the time, when the meeting was appointed to commence. Then
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a company assembled, forced themselves into my presence,
carried ine from the. room, notwithstanding my efforts to the
contrary, mounted me on an old good-for-nothing horse, whom
they drove before them for a mile beyond the village."
" Persecuted for righteousness^ sake," said Mrs. Bradish.
" For a long time they refused to give me any satisfactioa
about the matter, till one more candid than the others, perhaps,
pitying my degradation, observed : —
" * It is nothing that you have said or done personally, that
has occasioned this. You may be a very good man, for what wo
know, but some months ago, as one of our citizens was walking
out one evening, he heard a moan by the road-side. Hastening
to the spot whence the sound proceeded, he found a poor woman
lying on the ground, apparently in the last stage of exhaustion.
He assisted her to rise and conducted her to his house. Though
her mind seemed wandering at times, she told a very straight,
connected story of herself, and how she came in that forlorn
situation/
" And this," said I to the^narrator. " This is nothing to me."
" ' Hear me out,' he said. ' This poor woman had been per-
suaded by the Mormons to leave her husband, had gone with
them, and lived with their. Prophet as his wife, two others shar-
ing at the same time the same honor. Then he grew tired of
her, and abused her shamefully; even then she bore on her back
and person the marks of his blows ; and being seized with par-
tial insanity, the result of her troubles and sufferings, she wan-
dered off with the design of going back to her husband, that she
might ask his forgiveness, and die at his feet. That,' continued
the narrator, ' gave us enough of Mormonism ; we want
nothing to do with it, Qr its professors, and, now sir, you must
promise never to enter our village again.'
" I hesitated."
** * Promise,' he said, * it will be best for you. I am a man of
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peace : I want no difficulty with any one. If you piiomise what
we desire, well and good ; if not, you will receive a complete coat
of tar and feathers. What do you say V
" I will make the promise that you require."
" And so they dismissed you without further violence ?" said
Mrs. Bradish.
"But did you hear what became of the poor woman at last ?"
I inquired.
"I believe they wrote to her husband, or something, but I
can't tell the particulars," said Clayton, who took his leave soon
after.
"Poor Mrs. Clarke," I said. "What a cruel destiny was
hers.''
"Yet it was her own fault," said Mrs. Bradish. "Why
didn't she make the best of her circumstances, and if Brother
Smith grew tired of her, content herself with scmie one else.
She was continually puling about her husband — her husband.
If she thought so much of him, what did she leave him for ? I
told Brother Smith, the first time I saw her, that she was a
weak, silly woman, who didn't know her own mind two hours at
a time, and who would probably disgrace the cause. Now you
see that my prophecy has been accomplished."
CHAPTER XII
REGULATORS.
AS I expected, and had warned Mrs. Bradish, Corneilia Cor-
nish had a brother, a cousin, and a lover, all three, who
were greatly displeased at her conversion to Mormonism, and
her intimacy with the Mormon elder. Various plans had been
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idevised to get her out of Ms hands, without a resort to violence,
but the old fellow was too wide awake, and too chary of his bird
for that. Every scheme was a failure, and disappointment only
irritated them the more. Rumors of approaching troubles
frequently reached us. Mr. Ward and Mrs. Bradish treated the
master with indifference. It was evident, however, that they
felt much more anxiety than they thought proper to manifest.
I made no disguise of my feelings, and being in nightly expecta-
tion of an outbreak, hesitated not to say so. I knew that a
deadly hatred was excited throughout the country against the
Mormons, and I felt that the revenge must be deep that could
bide its time.
The spring had far advanced, when we were awakened one
night by the heavy tramp of horsemen.
"The Regulators 1" I whispered to Mr. "Ward.
He sprang from his bed, hastily threw on his garments, and
prepared to go out.
I attempted to detain him.
" What I stay and hide myself like a coward, when my
friends and associates are being murdered I Impossible !" he
said.
Mrs. Bradish came from her chamber, armed.
" Are the Regulators out ?" she inquired.
" I believe so," said Mr. Ward.
"Let's go and see what they are doing, and who they are
ifter V said the heroic woman.
' The words were no more than spoken, when a violent blow
with a cudgel broke open our door, and in marched nearly a
dozen men armed with muskets, rifles, pistols and bowie-knives.
Mr. Ward made a sign to Mrs. Bradish, and advanced good-
humoredly towards them.
" My friends, what is your errand here to-night ?" he said.
** We want Jo' Smith, and we want that devil Hyde. We
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want you, too, and all the rest of the Mormon vagabonds ; and
that ain't all, we'll haveHheni too."
" Yery well, take whom you can get," and he sprang through
the window. The Kegulators rushed after him with a loud
shout. Mrs. Bradish declared that she would follow.
" But where will you go ?" I inquired.
" Oh ! round here, to see what they are doing," she replied.
I stood for a moment, and then determined to accompany her.
I felt anxious about my husband, and knew, moreover, that the
Regulators could have no motive to injure or molest me.
" Don't stand there trembling," said Mrs. Bradish, " but
come with me, and know the worst of it."
I took her arm, and we sallied out.
There was no moon, and only a pale starlight. We saw
lights in the distance, and heard strange and horrid outcries,
mingled with oaths and blasphemies, and fiendish laughter.
Approaching nearer we saw that Smith and Hyde were both
prisoners. Corneilia Cornish had been mounted on a horse,
behind a wild-looking boy. . Her hands were bound, and she
was otherwise fastened to the saddle.
« We've got two of the birds," called out one of the Regula-
tors ; " now we want the cuss that stole McDavit's hens."
" I don't think we shall find any more of them to-night," said
another. "Don't you see there's nobody to be found but
women and children. We don't want to hurt them poor devils,
they have a bad time enough of it I guess."
In fact, confiding in the honor of the Regulators, the men
had all fled, leaving the women and children.
" Ko ; we won't hurt the women and children ; but these fel-
lows must have a touch. Where's the tar"?"
" Take 'em to the woods," said one.
" No ! no ! Let these ladies see their Prophet transformed
into an ostrich," cried another.
Midnight Murder. lit
" Mercy ! mercy I" shrieked Hyde, as he saw one approaching
with a kettle of tar.
Mrs. Bradish could no longer control her anger. She held
her pistol with a nervous grasp, the next moment it exploded,
and the ball pierced the brain of the man with the kettle of tar.
He reeled, and fell with a groan, saturating himself with the
pitchy compound. The Regulators were astounded.
" Who done that ?" they all cried in a breath, some hastening
to relieve him, and others looking for the perpetrator of the
deed.
" Here I am," said Mrs. Bradish ; " I did it."
There was something sublime in her appearance, as she stood
grasping the weapon, her liead uncovered, her dark hair stream-
ing in the night wind, and her brow unblenched, though
surrounded by deadly foes.
The Regulators crowded around her. A fire had been
kindled of some dry wood and brush, and I saw by the pale, red
gleam of the light, that their companion was dead. The sur-
vivors gnashed their teeth with rage.
" Stand off !" she cried, as one approached to lay his hand
upon her. " Stand off, or I will send your soul to show yon
knave the way to hell !"
There was something terrible in her voice and look.
"Do you think to frighten us?" said one, but his voice was
unnoticed in the general tumult. They pressed nearer and
nearer. " Take the pistol from her I" said one. " Give her a
touch of the tar I" said another. " No, no I shoot her, as she
shot him !" cried a third. There was great confusion, and a min-
gled uproar of voices. All at once, the countenance of Mrs.
Bradish suddenly brightened. Her eye sparkled, and she
laughed, oh ! such a laugh of hate and defiance.
" Fools, knaves, villains !" she cried, " where arc your prison-
ers ? Where are the men for whom your tar was prepared ?
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Oh, ye are noble fellows I In your eagerness to maltreat a
woman, your intended victims have escaped."
It was even so. Taking advantage of the confusion, Irene had
cautiously slipped up to the prisoners, and being provided with
a sharp knife, cut the thongs that bound them, when they fled
to the woods.
" T6 the woods ! to the woods 1" shouted several in a breath.
" To the woods I we must take them, dead or alive !''
And off to the woods they started, hallooing and hurrahing.
The brother of Corneilia Cornish mounted before her on
horseback, and rode oflf.
It is impossible to describe the deep excitement and mental
distress that I experienced on this occasion. The woods were
near the village, and we could plainly hear the voices and men-
aces of the Regulators, and perceive the flickering and waving
of their torches, as they hunted their intended victims. For
Smith I cared nothing ; I knew that he had outraged and
insulted all woman-kind, in the persons of Ellen and Mrs. Clarke.
I should have esteemed it an actof retributive justice, had some
friendly shot interposed to put a period to his existence ; but
my husband was absent, and he, though a Mormon, had always
been kind to me. My imagination pictured him as likewise an
inhabitant of that forest. He might fall into their hands. The
thought was horrible — and then the dreadful uncertainty. "We
listened ; the sounds and menaces grew indistinct, the lights
died in the distance, and we returned to our homes.
All the remainder of that night, and the next day, we passed
in the greatest anxiety. I say " we," for Mrs. Bradish, even
more than myself, gave way to gloom, and care, and despond-
ency. I only feared for my husband ; her concern was for the
Prophet, the elders, and the Church. She trembled lest her air-
built castles of ambition were to be suddenly overthrown.
Through the day we received intimation that the Regulators
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were Imgering in the vicinity, and that a guard was stationed
around the wood.
" Then there is no hope !" I said bitterly.
"There is always hope," said Mrs. Bradish. "Do you dis-
trust the protecting arm of Providence ?"
" I have not your faith," I answered gloomily.
" Because you do not understand the gospel — because you are
not a believer in the truth," she answered.
Mrs. Bradish was one of those singular characters, who unite
to great resolution and intellectual power, a decided tendency to
religious fanaticism. The world has seen many such — men and
women — who, having imbibed a belief in some superstitious
dogma, find all their preconceived opinions of right and wrong,
good and evil, at once overturned ; and in their stea^, a deep
and prevailing desire for the ultimate triumph of their novel
tenets. Then, too, she was ambitious ; she aspired to a place
of distinction in the church ; and who shall describe the resolute
will, and deep, unconquerable strength of purpose, that arises
from fanaticism united with ambition ?
The hours passed away ; night came, dark and gloomy. We
retired to our chambers earlier than usual, but sleep was a
stranger to my eyes. I am not naturally superstitious, but
unusual terrors had taken possession of me. Strange noises
echoed in my ears. Mutterings, chatterings, and solemn-toned
night-cdls, sounded through the gloom. More than once I fan-
cied that screams of terror disturbed the silence ; but overcome
with fatigue and mental excitement, towards morning I fell into
an uneasy slumber. I was awakened from this by a voice
beneath the window — a real, veritable human voice. The tone
was familiar. It was that of my husband.
" Be still as possible," he said in a low tone. " The Regu-
lators are not far off. But go down and unfasten one of the
lower windows."
120 Female Life among the Mormons.
" Why not the door ?" I inquired.
" That would be dangerous. Open the window to the south,"
he replied.
I obeyed him, and the next moment he leaped into my arms.
" Where have you been ? what have you suffered ? why
should those fellows be after you ?" I inquired.
"Oh, Maria, I cannot tell you all T' he replied. " But I am
very hungry ; indeed, I am. I have had no food since yes-
terday."
" Your hunger shall be satisfied," I answered. " I pre-
pared an unusual quantity of food, in anticipation of a visit
from you." And I soon spread before him a very palatable
meal.
CHAPTER XIII
THE FOREST.
U'lTY dear," said Mr. Ward, when he had satisfied his
IVjL lounger, " I will gratify your curiosity so far as I am
able. Blood has certainly been spilt, but more of the Regu-
lators have fallen than the Mormons ; at least, so I think."
•* Who have fallen of the Mormons ?" I inquired.
"Well, two or three of the elders, with whom you were
unacquainted ; and Mr. Murray has been severely wounded."
" He has I but where is he ?"
" In the forest. It is impossible to convey him home ; and
then he would not be in safety there."
" Does his wife know ?" I asked.
" The last one does — the other does not. He requested me to
Mr. Ward's Account of his Escape. 121
tell Sister Sally; and, notwithstanding the danger, I came
round that way on purpose."
" And what did she say ?"
" She didn't say much to it."
By this time, Mrs. Bradish had arisen, dressed herself h^tily,
and came to our apartment.
"The Lord has heard my prayers,'^ she said fervently.
" Blessed be His name ! Faith and prayers can accomplish
wonders. But now begin at the first, and tell us all that you
have seen and heard. Where did you go when you fled, that
night ?"
" Of course I fled immediately to the forest : that was the
only place of safety. The Regulators pursued me a short dis-
tance, and then returned. Anxious to ascertain what they w^re
doing with you, I crept along stealthily behind them, and finally
succeeded in concealing myself in a small clump of briar, where
I could watch all their proceedings without being seen."
"Then, you saw when Brother Smith and Deacon Hyde
escaped ?" said Mrs. Bradish.
" I was a witness to your bravery on that occasion. Surely,
if ever a woman deserved a crown, you do. And you shall wear
one yet ; you shall be a Priestess of the Most High — it has been
revealed to me," said Mr. Ward. " When the Prophet and his
companion escaped," he continued, " I followed them. We
struck immediately into the thickest and most unfrequented
part of the wood. In its deepest recesses, I knew a place of
concealment, formed by the accumulated mass of fallen trees
that a hurricane had overthrown. The trunks of some were
lying prostrate over the limbs and branches of others, thus form-
ing impenetrable cavities, in which detection would be almost
impossible. Into these we crept, and, scarcely daring to breathe
or stir, watched the approach of our foes. From our hiding-
place, we could see them hurrying hither and thither — could
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123 Female Life among the Mormons.
hear their threats and imprecations, and were even witnesses to
their savage butchery of one of onr friends."
"And did you remain quiet, and see a brother slain ?'* said
Mrs. Bradish.
" We could not have rescued him," returned Mr. Ward ; " and
^the attempt would only have exposed us to the peril of sharing
his fate. To-night I beheld another deadly encounter. Oh, that
the enemies of the Lord and his people could be driven from the
land I"
"Amen !" responded Mrs. Bradish, solemnly.
" You have all heard of Harry Hastings, who took such an
active part against us, in the courts, last fall ?"
We assented.
"Well, this Hastings was the leader of the Regulators. I
saw him, and penetrated his disguise ; I read, also, the deadly
purpose concealed in his heart ; but i feared him not, believing
that the Lord would preserve his own. I was aware, also, that
his animosity was chiefly directed against Brother Wilson, whom
he accused of robbing his wife."
"As if a Mormon could be guilty of robbing," interrupted
Mrs. Bradish. "As if the Promised Land, and all it contains,
was not legitimately theirs."
" We hope to make it ours," said Mr. Ward, thoughtfully ;
" bul matters look rather dark, now. As I was saying, how-
ever, when I was cautiously threading the forest on my way
home, peering this way and that, through the darkness, and
sometimes pausing to listen at the slightest sound, I discovered
a man sitting on the fallen trunk of a tree, only a few yards
from where I stood. The thick gloom of the woods prevented
me from ascertaining whether he was a friend or an enemy, and
I fell back into the friendly obscurity of a neighboring copse.
In a few moments, I perceived the bright flicker of a torch, and
heard several voices talking loudly. Peering through the bushes,
The Regulators take Yengeance. 123
I beheld Wilson. The light enabled me to perceive and
recognize his features ; and near him was gathered a group of
the Regulators. They were in disguise, as usual, but I knew
the voice of Hastings, in a moment.
" ' Will you promise to leave the country,^ he cried, impera-
tively, ' you, and all your devilish set of rascals, if I don't shoot
your
* **I can promise nothing,' said Wilson, 'because nothing has
betn revealed.'
" ' Been revealed — indeed I I'll give you a revelation ;' and
he struck our brother a violent blow on the face.
" * Hold him 1' cried another, * while I cut an ox-goad ; I
fancy that will be the thing.'
" Hastings seized Wilson, and the other commenced whipping
him with a large long stick. Wilson, though a less powerful
man than his enemy, was, nevertheless, strong, active, and
sinewy, and he twisted himself from the grasp of Hastings.
Then, irritated beyond endurance by the pain of his wounds and
bruises, he called him various opprobrious epithets, and said that
he would yet live to see him in hell. A howl of rage burst from
the Regulators, at these words, and Wilson, probably aware of
the full extent of his danger, started off, like a frightened deer.
He was closely pursued by Hastings, who drew a large, long
knife. The fury of madness seemed to have taken possession of
one, while fear lent wings to the other. -The other Regulators
attempted to follow, but were soon rapidly distanced, while I
dashed off in an oblique direction, determined to intercept their
route, and, if possible, save my friend."
" Bless you for that," said Mrs. Bradish.
" I could hear the heavy sounds of feet, and the crash and
crackle of the underwood ; then came the fall of a heavy body,
and the next moment my hair almost stood on end, as a howl of
terror sunk to a piteous supplication for mercy, and both were
124 Female Life among the Mormons.
succeeded by a yell of fiendish triumph. By this time, I had
reached them, and, without a moment's consideration of the
consequence, I precipitated myself on the form of Hastings,
grappling his throat in the desperate struggle. We rolled over
and over together ; but after that, I remember nothing."
" And Wilson was dead, murdered ?" said Mrs. Bradish.
" Even so. When I recovered my consciousness, it seemed at
first that I had been dreaming. The strange, the terrible
events of the last half hour had nearly unsettled my reason. I
stretched out my hand ; it touched something. Oh I how cold
and stiflf. The chill of horror that thrilled my frame, told me
too well what it was. But I arose and groped round in the
darkness, and soon ascertained that two, and those deadly
enemies, had gone to the bar of the Eternal Judge. And there
I left them. What else could I do ?"
"And, Mr. Murray?" said Mrs. Bradish, "I understand you
to say that he was wounded."
" Yes ; in a desperate encounter with one of the Regulators,
he received a wound in the side. He slew his foe, however, and
then succeeded in reaching us. We spread him a bed of dried
leaves, dressed his wounds as well as we were able, and with
suitable provision, he will probably recover."
" But you have no provision ?" said Mrs. Bradish.
**N"ot much, certainly," answered Mr. Ward. "There is a
cool stream near by, to which we resort for water."
" But you want something more than water," she said, inter-
rupting him, " and you must have it, too ; you said that the
woods were watched ?"
" Yes ; strictly. I only made my escape by the merest acci-
dent," said Mr. Ward.
** But why does not Brother Smith exercise the miraculous
power he professes to have, and vanish these enemies?" I
inquired.
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" He is merciful," said Mrs. Bradish.
" 'Not to his friends," I replied.
" The wicked must be permitted to run their race, in order
that their transgressions may be full," she answered. "But
that is neither here nor there, our friends must be supplied with
necessaries ;" and she sat a few moments in deep thought. Mr.
Ward regarded her admiringly.
" This is my plan," she said, at length.
Both of us listened intently,
" You, Mr. Ward, must get two horses ; smart, able horses.
One of these horses must be laden with provisions and necessa-
ries, and led by you, in company with Mrs. Ward. I will array
myself in some of your garments, and mount the other. It
shall be my purpose to draw off these fellows on a false scent.
On which side of the wood do you enter ?"
" On the north side," he answered.
" And where is the guard stationed ?" she inquired.
*' Their headquarters is that old shantee, where crazy Jim
harbored."
" Very well, you must keep some distance behind me, and I
will ride along there. They will probably challenge me. I will
then put spurs to my horse. Undoubtedly they will follow.
You will then advance and enter the wood."
" But why is my presence necessary ?" I inquired.
"To return with the horse," she answered. "Mr. Ward
must remain in concealment, and the horse, if left at large,
would fall into the hands of the enemy."
" Your plan looks feasible," said Mr. Ward ; " but the diffi-
culty will be to get the horses. The village is closely watched,
and it will be scarcely possible to get beyond its precincts with
out being discovered."
" Well, the attention of these fellows must be drawn to some
other point; but you stay here while I go to reconnoitre."
126 Female Life among the Mormons.
" What means this masquerade T I said, as Mrs. Bradish threw
my husband's overcoat over her shoulders, and put on his hat.
" Ask me no questions, and I'll tell you no lies," she said,
jestingly, and opening the door, she passed out into the darkness.
I looked after her ; there was a faint gleam of starlight, just
enough, it might be said, to make the gloom visible. For a
moment I caught a glimpse of her figure, but it rapidly disap-
peared.
" Oh I what a woman 1" I said, shutting the^door.
" A brave, noble woman," said Mr. Ward. " A woman who
will do anything to advance the interests of the church."
Several minutes passed away, and still she returned not. I
then went to the window, and looking out, discovered a faint
streak of light, apparently a short distance off. It grew
brighter and brighter as I gazed. Alarm seized me.
" Mr. Ward, look here a moment," I said.
He approached the window.
" That light yonder, what is it ?"
He shook his head.
" Somebody's house must be on fire," I remarked," only see
the flames how they mount upward, reddening the sky, and
sending out showers of sparks."
" It can't be a great way off either," he said.
** I can plainly see the people running to and fro. And here
comes somebody." It was Mrs. Bradish.
Instantly dismounting, she threw the reins of the steed she
rode over a post, and rushed into the house.
" Quick ! quick I" she cried, impatiently. " Now, while the
rascals have employment yonder. Oh I I've given them some-
thing to do besides looking after us. It took fire nicely ; was
all in a light flame in two minutes. You ought to have seen
how they run, and heard them screech and halloo. It was
really laughable."
Agonizing Suspense. 121
" And the horses ?" said Mr. Ward.
" Oh ! they belong to the Regulators. They were so deeply
engaged, that they didn't perceive when I brought them off."
Mrs. Bradish actually flew from place to place, making pre-
paration, and getting the food and clothing ready. Loading
these on one horse, she re-mounted the other.
" Come, Mr. Ward, you must follow me carefully and
cautiously."
" But is there any need of my going ?" I said, shrinking from
the darkness and exposure.
Mr. Ward replied in the negative, remarking that as the
horses already belonged to the Regulators, he would turn them
loose, when they had served his purpose.
'' Good bye," said Mrs. Bradish, " I shall be back in two
hours."
" Good bye," said Mr. Ward, affectionately saluting me.
A minute longer and I was alone with the sleeping children.
Re-entering the house, I shut and fastened the door, and then
sate down to meditate, and await her return. Thus, wrapped in
a mournful revery of the past, and not very pleasant anticipa-
tions of the future, the time wore away. The day broke, the
clouds changed from gray to red, and from red to crimson, yet
Mrs. Bradish came not. I grew impatient, then anxious, and
finally uneasy. Where could she be ? What new scheme for
the relief of the brethren, or the triumph of the Church, was
being devised or executed ? And, wearying myself with con-
jectures, I spent the day.
Near evening Mrs. Murray came. She looked pale and thin.
" Have you heard of my husband," she inquired ; " for I must
still call him so, though he has cast me off for a younger and
fairer woman. I cannot forget that we were once happy, and
inspired with deeper affection for each other than most people in
married life."
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I informed her of all I knew, and concluded by inquiring if
she had heard or seen anything of Mrs. Bradish.
" And so my husband is wounded ; just what I expected/'
she said. " And Sally cares nothing about it — why should
she ? She never loved him as I have done, as I still do. It is
not in her nature."
While we were yet conversing, a man came in ; a total stran-
ger, yet I saw at once, by his air and manner, that he was a
Mormon, and soon learned that he came from a settlement of
them about fifty miles distant.
" I had business with the prophets and elders," he said, " but
I find that the saints have been sorely distressed by the heathen,
even to the loss of life and liberty."
" Some of our friends have been slain," I replied. " Do you
know of any that have been made prisoners ?"
" I know not the name, but I was led to infer, from a conver-
sation that I heard this morning, that one of the leaders, at
least, was in the hands of the enemy."
" Will you relate that conversation ?" I inquired,
" Twas lying on a sort of rude settee, in the bar-room of the
inn where I was stopping, when two fellows came in, and appa-
rently without noticing me, called for liquor, and drank off a
bumper to the success of the Regulators.
" * The Mormons are rather too much for them, are they
not T asked the bar-keeper.
"*They don't seem to have done much yet,' answered the
man addressed. * However, they drove the poor devils into the
woods, where they intend to keep them for a while. And last
night one of the birds fell into their hands,'
" * Did V
" ' Yes ; it seems that he had been to the settlement to pro-
cure food, and such like, and came right on the guard of Regula-
tors, as he was making for the woods. The boys gave chase,
Character op Mrs. Bradish. 129
and, though the horse all but flew, they finaliy succeeded in
capturing him, and now he is safely lodged in jail.' "
" That can be no other than Mrs. Bradish," I said.
** Not a lady," said the man.
" She was dressed in male attire, and probably was not recog-
nized," I suggested.
This gentleman's name was Hale, and beseemed very zealous
in the faith of Mormon ; expressed unbounded confidence in
Smith ; related instances of his miraculous powers ; and dwelt
largely on their hopes of living and reigning with Christ a thou-
sand years. He then proposed to go back to the village, obtain
an interview with the prisoner, and ascertain in what manner he
could be of service to her, if my suspicions proved correct.
I answered that thereby he would be doing great service to
the church, and lay the friends of the lady under lasting obliga-
tions. After partaking of refreshments, he departed, promis-
ing to return the next morning.
" Mrs. Bradish certainly meets with all sorts of adventures," I
said. " She has no fear, and is for ever running into danger."
" So it seems. I don't know what to make of her sometimes.
She seems like a good clever woman, and yet she will connive
at crime."
" You must be aware that her views of crime are radically
different from those entertained by people less fanatical in their
belief. She has brought herself to consider actions as good or
bad, only with reference to the church. I pity her delusion."
" And she is much more to be feared than pitied. She would
sacrifice her best friend, I fear, if by doing so she could advance
the interests of Mormonism. Indeed, I have sometimes thought
her to be the victim of a species of insanity. Ha-^-. vou not
observed how her eyes will gleam, and her feat'v when
she is agitated or excited ?"
" I have observed it," I answered.
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130 Female Lite among the Mormons.
After much more conversation of a similar character, Mrs.
Murray took leave.
CHAPTER XIV*
return of the messenger.
THAT night I passed alone. The next morning Mr. Hale
returned.
"Your suspicions were correct,'^ he said, seating himself.
"The prisoner is the lady of whom you spoke. I obtained an
interview with her, though not without difficulty, and heard her
story, which was very romantic."
" She was captured by the Regulators, I suppose ?"
" Yes ; in attempting to divert their attention from Brother
Ward, who was bearing provisions to the wounded and fugitive
in the forest. They gave chase ; she fled, but, unfortunately,
her horse stumbled and fell. They were on her in a moment.
She was taken, and pinioned, and when her name and sex were
discovered, they called her a murderess, and chained her, with-
out privilege of bail, in the felon's dungeon. But she bears her
adverse fate with great dignity and composure. However, I
think that something must be done for her rescue. It is dreadful
to be tried for life, when judge, jury, and public are preju-
diced against you."
" There would be but small chance of her acquittal."
*• There would be no chance, whatever. The fact of the kill-
ing, she does not deny, but insists that the action, under the
circumstances, was commendable. She wishes me to inform her
friends, I promised to do so. Can you direct me to them ?"
" I cannot to any certainty, but Mr. Ward will, I think, be in
Mrs. Bradish in a Dungeon. 131
to-nfght. He rather reproved Mrs. Bradish, for her haste in
shooting that fellow."
" He thought ill would grow out of it."
" And I was confident that such would be the case. For I
heard one of those that bore away the body swear a dreadful
oath, that after the men were done for, he would be revenged on
her."
" They were exulting in my hearing," returned Mr. Hale, " on
the prospect of hanging her. Indeed, the officers could only
preserve her with difficulty from the grasp of the exasperated
populace."
" When will her trial take place ?"
" In about three weeks."
" I should think that something might be done in that time.'*
"We must try," he answered. "But do you perceive any
relaxation of vigilance on the part of the Regulators ?"
" I can scarcely tell, and yet, it strikes me that they have been
visible much less frequently for the past twenty-four hours."
" These Regulators," continued Mr. Hale, " are very excitable
characters, and as such, soon get wearied in their useless cam-
paigns, and return to their homes. You will soon be rid of them
altogether, probably."
" I hope so, indeed."
" As I anticipated, Mr. Ward came at evening. He said that
the coast was clear, that the Regulators had dispersed, but
whether for good, or only as a feint, he could not tell."
" It DQay be the latter, though I rather guess the former,"
said Mr. Hale. " These fellows are too impulsive to be perse-
vering. They act merely from momentary excitement, and now
that they have got that woman in their hands, can afford a
respite certainly."
" But we must make an attempt to rescue her," said Mr. Ward.
" I think we ought to ; how shall it be brought about ?"
132 * Female Life among the Mormons.
" What strikes me as the most feasible plau, is' this. We will
disguise ourselves as Indians, and while a part of the company
attacks the village, and sets fire to the fences and out-houses,
in order to divert the attention of the inhabitants, the remainder
can force the jail and rescue the prisoners."
" That scheme is full of danger," I said. " Couldn't assist-
ance be afforded her, so that she could escape without jeopardiz-
ing the lives of her friends ?'*
"Kot likely," said Mr. Ward. "The gate is too strictly
guarded; Mrs. Bradish has done much for us, we will now
exert ourselves to do something for her. I cannot doubt that
every true believer will be willing to assist according to his
ability. It would be a lasting stigma on our name to suffer that
sister to die on the gallows."
That night Mr. Ward stayed with me without molestation,
and the next day the Mormons returned to their homes. Mrs.
Cook, however, positively refused to receive her pseudo husband,
and he was obhged to return to his first wife.
*' Oh ! how happy I am," she said, running into our house one
morning, " my husband has returned to me. He even wept and
asked my forgiveness. Oh ! I would have forgiven him much
more. It was all my fault, I suppose, because I was not suffi-
ciently attractive. But I must hasten back to nurse and comfort
him. You must, you will sympathize with me," and before I
could assure her in the affirmative, she hurried away.
*' I hope at any rate, that her husband will appreciate such
love and self-denial," I said to Mr. Ward.
" It is not probable that he ever ceased to love her," said that
gentleman, "but it was revealed to him that he must take
another wife, and"
"The revelation was certainly at fault," I answered, "in not
directing him to a better and more amiable woman, than this
Mrs Cook seems to be."
An Attack Contemplated. 133
Mr. Ward smiled in a peculiar manner, and turned the conver-
sation to Mrs. Bradish.
" It is necessary, my dear,'' said he, " that the brethren should
be extremely cautious. Our past encounter with the Regulators
cost some valuable lives. However, they shall live again, and
reign with Christ a thousand years, for they were martyrs to the
truth. Yet we may not run unnecessarily into danger, and so I
repeat, it is necessary to be cautious. You know there is a tribe
of Indians about thirty miles from here."
" I have heard of them."
" They have had some difficulty with the whites."
"Indeed."
" Yes ; and I hear that they threaten to attack the village, in
the jail of which our sister is confined."
*' Dreadful I"
"On the contrary, it will be exceedingly fortunate for us,
should such be the case. The rumor itself is invaluable, as it
will withdraw suspicion from us."
" It will, but oh 1 Mr. Ward do you not fear to be accessory
to such dreadful crimes ?"
" Crimes ?" he repeated mechanically.
" Yes ; crimes."
" There is no crime about it," he answered. " We are at war
with the heathen, and all stratagem is allowable in such cases.
Besides, we are to consider the interests of our church and its
members, as paramount to all other considerations. Christ did
not pray for the world, but only for his disciples."
A meeting of the Mormons was called that night. A special
meeting, at which only four or five of the leaders were suffered
to be present. The discussions and resolutions were all con-
ducted with the utmost privacy, and the result could only be
known by transpiring events. Mr. Hale, however, was speedily
dispatched to the village of Hawthorn, to bear a message to
134 Female Life among the Mormons.
the captive sister, and subsequently returned witli a letter from
that lady to my husband. I saw this missive ; its contents
thrilled my heart. It ran thus : —
" Mr. Hale tella me that you have a plan on foot to efifect my liberation. Well, so be
it. Heaven knows I have no wish to be pat on trial for my life without a friend to speak
foiyne. But one thing you must prevent if possible. Do not let our Prophet join the
expedition. Indeed, he must not. If be does his death is certain. Tes, Mr. Ward, the
husband of Mrs. Clarke is here, and his threats of vengeance are truly awful. The
jailor's wife comes and sits with me sometimes. She was in here yesterday, and told me
all about it. Of course I did not let her know that I had ever seen or heard of such a
woman but as I know that Mrs. Ward will be anxious to hear from her, I will tell you
as the jailor's wife told me.
" Mrs. Ward will remember Brother Clayton's story, and how he said that the people
of the village where Mrs. Clarke stopped had written to her husband. That was the
truth, and Mr. Clarke came on immediately to look after his poor distressed wife. He
found her in a miserable condition ; and, of course, attributes all her misfortunes to the
Mormons in general, and Smith in particular, instead of her own folly and weakness
He openly avows his intention of waylaying and shooting Smith, and he will do so unless
circumstances prevent. I fear that there is trouble ahead. The loss of our leader would
be dreadful Joflt now."
"He that sows the wind must reap the whirlwind,'' I
remarked. " I should not wonder if some terrible retributive
justice were to overtake that man."
" The warning has come too late,'' said Mr. Ward thought-
fully.
Something more than a week elapsed, when Mr. Ward
informed me that he should be absent that day and night, and
how much longer he could not tell, but exhorted me to be
patient and courageous, and, above all, to trust in Heaven.
Though he forbore to give me any further information respect-
ing the cause of his absence, I knew very well that it referred to
the liberation of Mrs. Bradish.
Disastrous Intelligence. 135
CHAPTER XT.
THE LIBERATION, AND SOMETHING ELSE.
MR. WARD departed, and for two days I awaited his return.
At last he came, but his countenance bore the impress of
something terrible.
" Are you wounded, dear ?" I inquired.
" JS'o I Yes I" he answered.
"No I Yes I" I replied. " Rather indefinite. But pray tell
me, Mr. Ward, is Mrs. Bradish killed ?"
" I don't know," he answered, " Though I believe not ; yet
our Prophet is."
" What 1 Smith ?"
'* Yes, Smith, as you call him ; I saw him die
** Shot by Mr. Clarke ?"
" Even so," and Mr. Ward buried his face in his hands, and
groaned aloud.
After remaining a few minutes in silence, Mr. Ward began :
" I will tell you all about it, Maria, because sooner or later
you must know, and what is of more and greater importance,
we must make preparations to remove immediately. Tis a case
of necessity, for the country is rising against us."
" How dreadful to have provoked that rising," I said ; " but
how is it ? what is it ? — let me hear the whole story, and then I
can judge for myself."
" Our plan to rescue Mrs. Bradish was this," said Mr. Ward.
"Our Prophet, who bad many followers among the Indians
136 Female Life among' the Mormons.
already mentioned, went down to solicit their assistance, and, if
possible, enlist a goodly number of them in our cause. Mean-
while, I was to see that the brethren were armed and equipped,
and the two divisions of our party were to meet and rendezvous
at the Fords ; beycJnd that circumstances were to direct. By
some means, however, a rumor transpired that the Indians were
about to attack the village. This was fortunate as diverting
attention from us, though, at the same time, the villagers were
thereby warned of our approach. You know the night chosen
for our expedition, and how black and stormy were the clouds.
This was favorable, and we marched up cautiously and silently
to the outskirts of the town. Not a soul seemed aware of our
presence, and we began to congratulate ourselves on the pros-
pect of an easy victory. Here we divided the men. One divi-
sion moving on in the direction of the jail, while the others
remained as an outpost. All having orders to discharge a gun
at the first alarm, on which the latter were directed to fire the
outbuildings and fences near them. I remained with this party,
but Smith accompanied the other. In vain I protested against
this arrangement, but he only laughed at me, and went on.
" We remained perfectly still several minutes, when a sharp,
quick fire of musketry gave intimation that we were discovered.
* Fire the buildings I — quick ! — quick !' I cried.
" In a moment it was done.
" ' They will soon be here,' I said ; ' let us now slip round
towards the jail.'
" We moved onwards, but suddenly rising up before us, made
visible by the burning sheds and grain-stacks, appeared a band
of armed men. I heard the discharge of their deadly weapons,
and felt a stunning blow on the head."
" How dreadful such things are," I observed.
"When I recovered, I found myself a prisoner. I was
bound, and two men, whom I knew to be enemies, were watching
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over me. I remained perfectly silent, in order to gather what
information I could from their conversation.
" ' We were not looking for the devils so early in the evening,
or they'd have got peppered other guess than they were. I
don't know that we should have heard them at all, they came
so plaguy still, if it hadn't been for my dog. Watch is allers
up to sich things, and he heard them break the jail-door I
expect, for he set up a dreadful barking, and just that minute
Jim Smith comes in, and said that the Indians were on us.
'Twas raal dark and stormy, and we couldn't well see what was
going on, but I knew by the noise that they were at the jail.
Then the thought struck me that 'twas the Mormons, and I ran
out, shouting with all my might, "The Mormons I The Mor-
mons I'^ In less than no time a company was gathered, Clarke
at their head.
" ' The devils ! Where be- they ?' he yelled.
" * At the jail,' I answered.
" * A light — a light 1 let's see what they are doing,' said some
one.
" * A light was brought.'
" ' Does anybody know Joe Smith V cried Clarke.
" ' That's him yonder, on horseback,' said I ; ' and, sure as the
deil, he's got that prisoner woman on behind him.'
" ' They broke the jail open to get her out. She's the High
Priestess,' said a man at my elbow.
" * This is for my wife, my poor, forsaken Laura,' said Clarke,
as he raised the gleaming tube of death to his eye. It exploded.
I heard a wild and piercing screech, and saw Smith fall from the
horse. Then wasn't there a hurrah ; and we rushed up to seize
the woman, but, heavens I she fought like a panther — drove the
horse right over us, before we could seize the bits, and got
away.'
"'You don't say that?'
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" ' Yes ; I do, though. Old Sam helped her, I believe ; but
we took several others — some of the heads, too ; and they won't
get off without promising to leave- the country.
" ' Well, was Smith actually dead V
*' ' Dead as a door nail/
" ' Did you see the body V
" ' To be sure, I did ; and it didn't look a bit different from
any other body. Pshaw 1 he wasn't no prophet, no more than
I am.'
" But I need not repeat their conversation," continued Mr.
Ward, " nor my own harrowing anxiety. At length, I addressed
my keepers, inquiring : ' How many, and who were prisoners
besides myself?'
" ' Oh, you've rousted have you, old boy ?' said one. ' Well,
'twas time ; I begun to think that you were sleeping your
last.'
" ' That's not answering my question,' I said. ' Who are
prisoners besides myself?'
" * I imagine that you'll find out without much difficulty,' he
said. * We'll have you altogether in the morning, and make you
promise and swear to clear out — the whole scrape of you — or,
by G — d I we'll hang you on the first tree.'
" That was a long night, Maria. Oh, how long 1 I could
not sleep ; but I lay still and xevolved in my mind the chances
of escape. Yet, something whispered to me that I had better
stay, and know the worst, even if such a chance presented. My
presence would probably be consolatory to my captive brethren,
who, now that their leader was slain, would feel like sheep with-
out a shepherd. In the morning, we were all taken to the
room usually occupied as the court-house, and there received our
doom."
" And how many of you were prisoners ?" I inquired.
** About twenty ; and twelve of these were elders," he con-
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tinned. "Our captors then bade ns hold up our hands and
repeat after them a horrible oath — bidding our souls to the
devil and everlasting torment, if we were not out of the country
in the space of a month. I would have demurred at this, espe-
cially the shortness of the time, but saw that it would be of no
use. We were there among them, poor, bruised, persecuted and
wounded : they would have no mercy."
" And you took the oath ?"
" We did ; there was a dreadful penalty attached : our chil-
dren to be slain, our wives polluted, our houses burned, and
ourselves hung."
" And you could hear nothing of Mrs. Bradish ?"
" Nothing — only that she escaped. She will probably return
to us."
" And now, my dear Maria," said Mr. Ward, "don't give way
to grief or melancholy. Our journey will, indeed, be long and
tedious ; but the scenes will not be devoid of interest and excite-
ment ; and the country to which we go is utterly uninhabited,
except by a few straggling Indians."
" And where is this country ?" I inquired.
" Far on to the West, near the Great Rocky Chain, on the
shores of the Salt Lake."
"But, Mr. Ward, do you suppose that we can ever live to
reach there ?"
" Live to reach there ! certainly. As the Israelites crossed
the Red Sea, we must cross the rivers — as they passed through
the wilderness, we must journey through a desert ; and, as they
possessed the good land flowing with milk and honey, so we will
go in to possess that."
" I understand it," I replied ; "but who is to be the
leader ?"
" We must choose one from among the elders," he answered.
" There is to be a meeting this afternoon to decide the question.
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It will be a situation of profit and honor for somebody ; and I
hope that heaven will direct onr choice."
"Amen," said a deep voice behind us. I looked around.
Two or three Mormons had come in, doubtless, to discuss that
interesting subject. Leaving them with my husband, I sought
the residence of Mrs. Murray.
CHAPTER XYI
THE NEW LEADER.
r would be impossible to describe the grief, the horror, and
consternation of the Mormons, when the death of the leader
became fully known. Many of them were ready to take up the
lamentation of the bereaved Mussulman : " He cannot be dead
— our Prophet, our leader, and intercessor with God I'' Others
concluded that he might be dead, but would rise again ; and
others, again, wept and moaned and lamented as if their hearts
were broken. The elders and prophets, however, were too
deeply interested about who should be his successor, to coiicem
themselves much with the past catastrophe. According to
accounts, the meeting was anything but an exhibition of a meek
and lowly spirit. There was quarrelling, fighting, and even a
throwing of missiles, with boisterous and outrageous language.
At length, however, all resigned their claims but two, both of
whom professed to have had a special revelation favorable to
his own claim, and, consequently, adverse to the other. As
usual, in such cases, a party adhered to either, and neither would
resign his pretensions.
Towards night, the meeting adjourned, when Mr. Ward
invited the aspirant, to whose party he belonged, to our house,
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and, for the first time, I was introduced to the since famous
B Y g. He was a good-sized, compact man, and
would have been good-looking had he looked pleasant. As it was,
his countenance wore a sort of sinister expression, anything but
agreeable- He seemed never weary of extolling himself, pro-
fessed miraculous powers, and said that God had audibly spoken
to him, as he did to Moses, and commanded him to lead forth
the chosen people ; that in yielding his pretensions to that
honor, he should be disobeying the Word of the Lord. His
rival's name was White. He was much the ablest and best
man. Subsequently, he moved to Texas with his followers,
where they are living happily.
" This White," said Y g, speaking of his rival, "is a
prophet of the devil instead of the Lord. An angel opened my
eyes to behold him as he actually was. He had an unclean
spirit, like a frog, in his mouth, that gave him power to speak
lying wonders. But I am not afraid of him. I heard a voice
from Heaven, saying, B m, you shall be Prophet and
leader, and no man shall hinder you."
There was something infinitely ridiculous in this rhodomon-
tade and the manner in which it was spoken. Was the man a
fool, or did he look on us as such ? Probably, the latter, for
his cunning, scheming features bore the mark of more than
ordinary intelligence, and his eyes, which changed color with
every variable emotion, seemed to conceal a world of craft, and
cunning, and forethought in their unfathomable depths.
And did such a man believe in Mormonism ? He believed in
it as a fable, that he designed to make profitable to himself.
He saw in it an , opportunity to rise to a situation of affluence
and social importance. More than once such a temptation has
proved too strong for a well-balanced mind. To him it was
irresistible. His early education and habits had in them
nothing remarkable, except, perhaps, a tendency to fanaticism,
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and total oblivion of moral purpose. Even when a child, he
was untroubled with a conscience, and a great adept at lying.
Subsequently, in his career of shopman, he exhibited the same
talents for duplicity and meanness. The weights were all false,
the measures scant. He adulterated the spices, mixed water
with the rum, and sand with the sugar. Then, in the capacity
of a pedlar he roamed around the country, vending useless
articles of jewelry, damaged hose, lottery tickets, and similar
articles ; the whole and sole end of his endeavors being, as he
expressed it, to " take care of number one," and deceive those
with whom he trafficked as much as possible. At last, he
became a devotee of the Methodist persuasion ; exhorted the
sinners, led in the class meetings, and shouted, sung, and hal-
looed times without number, until the sound actually made
night hideous. But, as self had always been uppermost, it was
so still. He was not allured by the beauty of virtue, or the
love of truth. The fear of punishment in the next world was
now the governing motive of his conduct. He was working out
his own salvation, not by restraining his evil desires, but by the
easier observance of prayers and meetings.
And many evenings, side by side with him in the class,
stood a beautiful young girl, the daughter of a widow in the
neighborhood, and apparently so artless, so innocent, so unsus-
pecting of guile, that no one, who retained a spark of humanity,
could have found it in his heart to harm her. The serpent,
however, found his way into Eden, and the pure are never safe
from the machinations of the vile. Under pretence of visiting
and caring for the loneliness of the widow, he readily found a
way to excite the gratitude and sympathies of the daughter.
And the old lady, in her ignorance of the world, never imagined
that one who could pray so fervently, and sing so beautifnlly,
and read the Scriptures with such a devotional spirit, could, be
otherwise than good. So she encouraged his intimacy with her
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daughter, aud when he proposed marriage, gladly accepted the
offer. "But Harriet must have a beautiful silk dress and a
bridal veil," he said, " and, with the mother's consent, he would
take her to the city, to select her outfit." The unsuspecting
woman consented, but never beheld her daughter again, never
saw nor heard from the perjured lover. What mother's heart
could bear such a blow ? hers could not. From a robust, hale,
hearty woman, she gradually drooped, grew pale and thin, then
a slight hacking cough disturbed her rest, and before the
flowers of Autumn faded, or the songbirds had departed to a
warmer clime, she died.
And the man who can thus betray a woman's confidence is
capable of any treachery, and almost any crime.
At the time, I knew not our Mormon leader as such a man,
but circumstances revealed him to me, as the destroyer of that
beautiful girl, the murderer of her mother, and the father of an
abandoned child. Nor was this the only hateful episode in his
eventful life. Many a heart had he abused and trampled, win-
ning its sweet wealth of affection, and then casting it from him,
like a worthless weed. And did he feel no remorse ? he was
too utterly depraved for that. The Good Spirit had departed
for ever from him, Spying, "he is joined to his idols, let him
alone."
From Methodism to Mormonism the transition was easy ; not
because there is any similarity in the doctrines, but because it is
just as easy to act the hypocrite in one line as in another, when
the only consideration admitted is, to inquire which will be most
profitable.
The next day a majority of the Mormon church decided to
receive B m as their chief. Prophet, and spiritual governor,
and invested him with such insignia of authority as he saw fit
to prescribe. He was very haughty in his demeanor ; fond of
magnificent apparel ; and more than once I half suspected that
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certain ideas of kingly dignity had taken possession of his
brain. At any rate, he acted the part of sovereign PontiflF
admirably, and presided over the Mormon worship with a state
unknown before.
Coming into our house one day, he said, that it had been
revealed to him that the body of the fallen Prophet must be
rescued from the heathen, and be carried with them as a sort of
palladium, to ensure their safety in their journey, as well as
prosperity in the Promised Land. The Mormons, in their
fright and consternation, had neglected the mortal remains of
their leader, and, as it appeared, a hole had been dug in the
ground by his enemies, and the body thrown in, without care or
consideration. Several days had now elapsed, and it could
scarcely be considered expedient to remove it, and so after much
discussion it was finally decided that a coffin, with suitable
inscriptions and adornments, should be procured, and being
filled with the clothes and personal property of the fallen saint,
should be considered as possessing the same efficacy as would
pertain to his flesh and his bones. " Did the people believe in
this humbug ?" you inquire. " Do they not all the world over
believe in humbugs equally as great ? in relics and enchant-
ments." Some of them do.
CHAPTER XVII.
GOING OFF.
A MONTH had nearly elapsed — a month of perplexity and
anxiety in getting ready to move. As yet, we had heard
nothing from Mrs. Bradish. B m said that it had been
revealed to him that she was still living, but thought it best to
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remain in obscurity. We made many inquiries of friends, who
were continually coming to join us from a distance, but could
obtain no information. Mrs. Murray protested against going
any further from her childhood's home, begging and imploring
her husband to permit her to return to her parents, taking her
children.
This he sternly refused, telling her that all of them should
accompany him, as he might need their services.
"But you can get another wife — have even now another," she
answered. " You can do as you please, when I am gone, and I
shall no more offend you with tears and protestations."
*' You must go where I do," he said, ''but you had better be
careful how you comport yourself."
Mr. Murray was a man of exceedingly variable temper. At
one time, he would be very affectionate and amiable ; at
another, cold, morose^ and sour. Indeed, whatever happened to
displease him, the effects of his ill-nature were vented on his wife.
Was the weather too hot or too cold ; was there too much or
too little rain ; if any disappointment occurred, his wife was
sure to suffer for it. On the contrary, wheri everything pleased
him, no man could be more gentle and conciliating. Mrs.
Murray informed me that he grew more preposterous every
day, and she attributed it to his irritation and disappoint-
ment in not being chosen to fill the place of Smith. Mrs.
Murray, however, loved him exceedingly ; and when he was
kind and gentle, she was one of the happiest of women. On the
contrary, his fits of caprice and passion would throw her into
the deepest dejection.
Our new leader stalked around in his consecrated robes, with
all the dignity and state imaginable, but contrary to our expec-
tations, he left Irene in possession of the house occupied by
the former Prophet. She likewise claimed the privilege of tak-
ing care of the holy relics of the deceased ; and as no one
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interfered to prevent it, they remained in her possession — a
circumstance which led her to arrogate a great importance to
herself.
Two days previous to the expiration of the month in which we
were to make our preparations for removal, our company was
ready for departure. We were to rendezvous on the banks of a
small creek, in order to await the approach of others, who were
advancing from different sections of the State. We left our
houses standing empty, our hearth-stones deserted, our fields
unsown, for a long, and it might be a disastrous, journey through
the wilderness. The believers left their temple, but carried
along, if not the bones, at least the relics, of their Prophet.
Our order of march was easily determined, and we moved off
like a small caravan, some riding on horseback, some in wagons,
some walking, and one elder preaching loudly against the hea-
then, and ever and anon stopping to shake off the dust from his
feet, as a testimony against them. How often it happens that
something ludicrous will occur in the most trying situations, and
while my eyes were filled with tears of sorrow and regret, I
burst into a hearty fit of laughter.
After a journey of probably twenty miles, we arrived at the
place where our first encampment was to be made. It was a
beautiful and retired place, in a grove of cottonwood. We
found several wagons already there ; and during the day and
night many others came in. They were received with gracious
condescension by B m, who preached, and prayed, and
exhorted ; saluted the sisters with a holy kiss, praised the
babies, and flattered the men. I saw at once that he was likely
to be extremely popular, and subsequent events substantiated
my opinions. He soon found himself the centre of attraction on
all sides. The best of everything was reserved for him. One
sister neglected a pair of squalling children to embroider him a
pair of slippers. Another took a dress-pattern, designed for
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herself, and made him a gown. He was continually receiving
little presents of fish, flesh, or fowl, fruit, cake, or candy, which
the new arrivals were bringing in. But the good sisters knew
nothing of this man's true character, and very little of Mormon-
ism, as it was subsequently developed.
The morning of the day on which our encampment was to be
broken up, we espied a horseman approaching at a rapid rate,
and waving a handkerchief, as if to detain us.
" I wonder what is wanted now ?" said Mr. Ward.
" We shall probably know soon," I replied. "He is approach-
ing rapidly." That instant, something familiar in the carriage
and appearance of the person struck me. I looked again ; it
was Mrs. Bradish, dressed in male attire.
" Welcome, welcome, good friend and brave woman !" said
Mr. Ward, advancing and offering her his hand. " We began
to fear that you were lost or dead. Where have you been, true
sister of the church ?"
" Been?" she answered, "I have been to a good many places,
and done some business, too. There are three or four wagons
behind you ; you must wait for them."
" Coming to join us ?"
" Yes ; they are my converts. I rode on ahead, as I
thought that otherwise they would not be able to overtake you
in time."
We stopped ; and while the wagons were coming up, Mrs.
Bradish related her adventures to the whole company, who were
nearly dying with curiosity to hear. Even B m came for-
ward with his stately step, and requested an introduction to the
distinguished sister, and then seating himself by her side, to the
infinite envy and mortification of all the unmarried sisters,
requested her to proceed,
" On that dreadful night," she said, " when these eyes beheld
the fall of our holy Prophet, when he tumbled from his horse,
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shot, massacred by the heathen, and when I saw the sons of
Belial crowding around me, .with imprecations and menaces,
some attempting to seize the reins of the animal, others trying
to drag me from my seat, impelled by the strong instinct of self-
preservation, I thought only of escape. Not that I cared so
much for myself, not that the martyr's crown is ever to be
avoided, from purely craven or selfish motives, but my thoughts
referred to the church, thus suddenly deprived of her leader,
and I determined to live, if possible, and contribute my small
influence to her support in this fiery trial."
" Noble woman !" said B m.
" My steed was powerful, and I urged him, plunging and
rearing right against and over my enemies, and away we went
with the swiftness of the wind. In the haste and tumult of the
moment, it never occurred to me that I might be taking the
wrong direction — that I might be rushing into the presence of
my foes rather than escaping them. But on we went, over hill
and dale, through forests and across the streams. Suddenly a
light appeared in the distance. I directed my steed towards it,
and soon alighted before the door of a small farm-house : knock-
ing at the door, I heard a light step, and then a female,
apparently middle-aged, opened it.
" * My dear madam,' I said, addressing her, * I have lost my
way. "Will you be so good as to tell me where I am.'
" ' Lost 1' said the woman, with an expression of alarm and
.consternation. 'Then you had better come in here, and stay
till morning. My child is sick, and I have been watching with
him, which accounts for my being up so late. However, you
can be hospitably entertained with us. I shall be happy to assist
you in every way of which I am capable.'
" I thanked the good woman kindly, accepted her hospi-
tality, and informed her that my horse was standing at the
gate.
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" ' Well, we can tend to him, I guess/ answered the woman.
* There is no man in the house, my husband being absent on
some little business.'
" And so my faithful steed was housed and fed, and myself com-
fortably entertained.
" When the lady invited me to retire, I frankly informed her
that I should much prefer watching with her, as I had not the
smallest inclination to sleep.
*" Oh, well, act your pleasure,' she said, with a smile, and
then inquired whom she had the pleasure of entertaining.
" I frankly told her my name.
" She gave a slight start, and curiously regarded me.
" ' Are you acquainted with the Mormons V she inquired,
thoughtfully, after a moment's silence.
'''lam.'
" * Excuse me, madam, I fear that my curiosity is getting
ahead of my politeness, but are you the woman who shot the
Regulator a short time since V
" * I am that woman.'
" ' Then I must inform you that you cannot possibly be safe
with me, after to morrow morning. That man was my hus-
band's brother. My husband is out now with the other Regu-
lators. At sunrise he will return, and, should he find you here,
I could not answer for the consequences.'
" I answered satisfactorily ; and now, as we knew and under-
stood each other, we conversed very pleasantly on general sub-
lects, and, as is frequently the case, ended precisely where we
commenced, on Mormonism.
" * T used to hear people speak of the Mormons in New York
State,' she said, 'as I am an emigrant from that country.
Indeed, two or three families of our neighbors became converts,
but I never saw much of them, though I believe that they are
living near us now.'
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" * Their names/ I inquired.
" * Stillman/ she answered.
" ' I have never heard of them.'
" ' Probably not. I do not imagine that they ever publicly
professed the faith of Mormon, though they were somewhat
attached to it.'
" ' I must go and see them.'
" 'They live about five miles on the plain direct road.' "
" And you have been there all this time ?" said Mr. "Ward.
" Don't you interrupt me," exclaimed Mrs. Bradish. " In
the morning, guided by the directions of my kind hostess, I soon
found the residence of Mr. Stillman. The house was very ordi-
nary in its appearance from the road, though bearing the evi-
dent marks of thrift and comfort. Everything looked sleek and
happy — the cows, the pigs, and the poultry. Several children
were playing around, but they soon paused to gaze and wonder,
when they saw the strange w^oman approaching, and then
rushed into the house. Presently a tall, amiable looking mat-
ron, came to the door, in whom, to my infinite surprise and
astonishment, I Instantly recognized Louisa Beardsley, an old
schoolmate. The recognition was mutual, and she approached
me, smiling through her tears, with extended hands.
" ' Oh, Louisa,' I exclaimed, * has heaven, indeed, reserved
this great happiness for me ?'
"'I am certainly delighted to see you,' returned Louisa,
* walk into the house.'
" And we went in together.
" * My family, you see,' said Louisa, ' consists of my husband
and myself, these three boys,' pointing to some great, robust,
hearty urchins, * and that girl yonder,' here she made a gesture
towards a beautiful girl who sat by the window sewing, and
who looked up, bowed, and blushed at this allusion to herself.
» " ' But is that girl your niece or daughter V
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" * Neither ; her story is very romantic ; some day you shall
be made acquainted with all the particulars/
" The girl colored and trembled at this remark, and Louisa,
who perceived it, changed the conversation.
" ' You see that house yonder, just over the hills V said
Louisa.
" I answered in the affirmative.
" ' That is where the family of my husband's father live.
They were half inclined to be Mormons once.'
" ' Indeed V
" * Yes ; the old gentleman still insists that there was some-
thing miraculous about it, and I am inclined to believe that
nothing but their difficulties with the Regulators prevented him
from searching them out and professing their faith.'
" * That should rather have been an inducement.'
" ' Not with an old man like him, who is horrified at the least
disturbance. And yonder,' she continued, pointing off in anoth-
er direction, 'is where my mother lives. You were not
acquainted with her V
" * I believe not.'
" 'Well, you must get acquainted ; yet mother is deeply pre-
judiced against the Mormons.'
" ' Have they injured her V
" * Never, to my knowledge,' said Louisa, laughing.
" I found Mr. Stillman to be a man very gentle, moderate,
and easily persuaded, who was directed in all things by his wife.
Not that Louisa aspired to command or rule her husband, but
he found it easier to abide the decision of her judgment than to
exercise his own. Old Mr. Stillman possessed the same charac-
ter, and was positively uxorious in his love for his wife. I found
that she had heard and read much of Mormonism, and, being in
her youth very excitable, she still retained a spice ^f romance in
her disposition, and was particularly delighted with some of
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the new doctrines and practices. The news that you were to
be expelled the country soon reached us.
" * Well, Aunt Mary,' I said, ' why can't you and Louisa here
just pull up stakes, and go too ?'
" ' Bless me I what — travel off, through that great desert
among the Indians and buffaloes ?'
" ' Certainly ; the buffaloes make very good beef ; and as for
the Indians, I think it would be better than any circus to wit-
ness their manoeuvres on the backs of the wild horses.'
" ' And I think so, too,* said Louisa.
" ' If it wasn't for the plague and trouble of moving,' said old
Mrs. Stillman, ' I should be inclined to go.'
" ' Yes ; if it wasn't for the plague and trouble of moving,'
said the old man, who had a habit of repeating everything his
wife said, as if he were her echo.
" ' That wouldn't be much,' said Louisa ; ' but I hear that the
Mormons indulge themselves in a plurality of wives.'
" ' So did Abraham and Jacob, and David, the man after
God's own heart.'
" Louisa said nothing.
" ' If it was right for these ancient and holy men, who are
held up as patterns and exemplars to succeeding generations, it
cannot be wrong at the present day. You cannot find a passage
in the Scripture where it is forbidden.'
" * That may be,' said Louisa ; ^ and yet, I should go mad to
have my husband take another wife ; I know I should. It must
be outrageous to the feelings of any woman.'
" * I fancy you would care nothing about it. Why, Louisa,
only think how it lightens the burdens of a family, for two or
three to share them.'
" * I don't care ; I should be tempted to kOl 'em both.'
** ' Your husband would scarcely wish to take another wife.
*" I don't suppose that he would,' said Louisa
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" * I shouldn^t be a bit afraid of it,' said old Mrs. Stillmaii.
" ' I shouldn't be a bit afraid of it,' chimed in the old man, as
usual,
" ' Well, if I actually knew that he wouldn't, I should be
tempted to go with them.'
" ' Nonsense, Louisa. It is only under peculiar circumstances
that Mormon husbands take more than one wife. There are
many who never think of such a thing. Your influence over
Mr. Stillman is too unbounded for him to ever give way to that
temptation, unless, indeed, it was your request.'
" ' I don't think it would be a temptation,' said the old lady.
" ' I don't think it would be a temptation,' reiterated the old
man.
" ' I don't know as it would,' said Louisa.
" ' At any rate, that need make no difference to you.'
" * It wouldn't to me,' said Mrs. Stillman, senior. ' I shouldn't
be at all concerned about father, here, on that score, at
least.'
" I soon discovered that the two women were almost per-
suaded to join us ; and a little coaxing, and wheedling, and
flattery soon brought their husbands to the same views. Mrs.
Beardsley, however, opposed the matter with all her influence,
and many were the arguments between her and Louisa.
" 'But, mother,' said Louisa, 'the Mormons have never
injured you — why should you be so prejudiced against them ?'
" Because they are false teachers, false prophets, and co-work-
ers of all iniquity,' said Mrs. Beardsley.
" ' How do you know ?'
" ' Oh, I know — then they have two or three wives apiece.'
" ' So did the patriarchs.'
" ' Perhaps it was right, in that age of the world.'
" ' Well, what is right in one age of the world, is right also in
another, since the laws of right and wrong are immutable.'
t*
154 Female Life among the Mormons.
" * Oh ! my child, my child, remember your soul — your pre-
cious, immortal soul/
" Mrs. Beardsley always endeavored to change the conversa-
tion, when she found herself rather worsted in argument.
" ' What has that remembrance to do with the righteousness
of a plurality of wives V said Louisa, laughing.
" * You forget that I'm your mother, thus to turn me into
ridicule,' said Mrs. Beardsley, in a dissatisfied voice.
"It has been conceded that opposition is the life of trade; it
certainly is a great help in match-making, and in this case it
rather promoted than retarded the arrangements. The three
families were frequently together, and the conversation always
centered on the Mormon emigration. The two Stillman families
had concluded to join our company, and made all necessary
preparations, and Louisa had determined to persuade her mother
to go with them.
" Mrs. Beardsley, a widow in good circumstances, lived with
two or three domestics, in a small house, which she had long
talked of selling, and for which she had received a very fair
offer. If there was anything at which she excelled, it was
knitting. From morn till noon, and from noon till night,
the knitting-work was in her hands. She knit stockings to sell,
and stockings to give away. Woollen stockings, cotton stockings,
and silk stockings. All the clergymen in the neighborhood,
several of the school teachers, and not a few of the children,
bore on their feet the testimony of her industry and benevolence.
She kept a great pile of stockings in a closet, which were
regularly taken out and aired once a month. Stockings of all
colors, sizes, and descriptions ; black, blue, green, white, yellow,
and variegated ; big, little, and middling. It was with no small
degree of pride that the old lady would show and review her
treasures ; and she was quite as proud to be thus prepared to
answer the calls of benevolence. If a beggar came along soli-
Family Jars. 155
citing charity, she gave him a pair of stockings, and cared
nothing about his muttering or looking displeased. On one
occasion, however, the stodfeings were flung back in her face
with an oath. If a tract-distributor or Home Missionary called
soliciting contributions, the pile of stockings formed a ready
treasure from which to obtain a donation. One of these
worthies, however, remarked when presented with the gift,
* That as the stockings were black, they looked too much like
the devil to suit him,' and asked for money.
" * If my stockings look like the devil, money is the root of all
evil, and I don't wish to bestow any evil gift upon a good man/
returned the lady.
" As I have said, the three families were together at the resi-
dence of Mr. Stillman, jun. That gentleman was seated in the
door, playing with his youngest boy, who was kicking, laughing,
and screaming in the very ecstasy of childish fun and mischief.
Louisa was gliding about the room putting things * to rights,'
as she quaintly expressed it. Emily, the beautiful girl already
mentioned, was sitting by the window, with some plain sewing in
her hands. Old Mrs. Stillman occupied a stuffed and cushioned
rocking-chair, making some lace into a cap. Mr. Stillman, sen.,
was seated near her, evidently regarding her matronly counte-
nance with the deepest veneration. And Mrs. Beardsley was
snapping her knitting needles with rather more spirit than usual,
her bright, black eyes sparkling with uncommon ardor, and the
most casual observer would have decided that an argument of
no common interest was being carried on.
"'You are my only daughter, Louisa,' said Mrs. Beardsley.
* That you very well know, and if you prefer the Mormons to
me, I've no more to say. I can go and live with your brother,
but mind you'll get nothing of me.'
** * You'll give me a pair or two of stockings V said Louisa.
" * No, I shan't, if you have no more regard for me than that.'
156 Female Life among the Mormons.
" ' Well, it don't matter, but mother, you left your parents.'
" ' I know that, but your grandfather was giving all his pro-
perty to the boys. I told him onlj* the week before we moved,
that if he would give me a deed for ten acres of woodland, I
would never leave him,' replied Mrs. Beardsley.
" * I don't see what that amounts to,' said Louisa, ' only that
you thought more of ten acres of woodland than you did of him.'
Mrs. Beardsley looked surprised; that was certainly a view of
the case she had never taken.
" ' Well, mother,' said Mr. Stillman, jun., * get ready and go
along. I don't doubt that there will be plenty of widowers, and
bachelors in the company. Who knows what a match you
might make ?'
" * Or,' said Mrs. Beardsley, ' there might be married men, who
would think that an. old woman might be useful to nurse babies.'
*' * And knit stockings,' said Mrs. Stillman, sen.
" * However, mother, you must go with us,' said Louisa ;
* that's the whole of the matter.'
" * Oh I yes,' said Mrs. Stillman, sen., ' get ready and go.'
" * Get ready and go,' echoed the old man.
" At this juncture of the conversation, a letter was brouglit
in and handed to Mrs. Beardsley.
*' * From my son,' she said, breaking the seal.
"She read a moment, threw down the letter, and went on
knitting.
" Louisa picked it up, glanced over the contents, and said : —
" ' Here is news, certainly.'
" ' What is it ?' inquired Mr. Stillman.
u * Why, brother Henry has joined the Mormons, and is going
to emigrate.'
*' ' Now, mother, you can have no excuse.'
" But I must bring my story to a close, for yonder are the
wagons coming, and Mrs. Beardsley occupies one of them."
The Prophet's Favorite. 157
CHAPTER XYIII.
Emily's narrative.
PASSING over the events connected with the first few days
of our journey, I shall only say that we had the usual
quantum of cross, squalling babies, big, ugly boys, and dirty,
boyish girls. Mothers scolded as they always will scold ; fathers
smoked and talked, and the preachers exhorted. Mrs. Bradish
had introduced me to her friends, and I was particularly pleased
with Emily's appearance. She was very beautiful, at least, so I
thought, but beautiful women have been too often described by
romancers for me to attempt it. One thing, however, was
certain; our Prophet and leader evidently regarded her with
deep admiration. The antiquated old ladies sought in vain to
attract his notice, or share his company, he had neither eyes nor
ears for aught but Emily. He walked with, he sat with her, he
relaxed his haughtiness in her presence. How I trembled for her
artless, unsuspecting innocence. She knew nothing, she did not
even dream of the dangers in which she was involved. I had
heard from Mrs. Bradish that some mystery was attached to
her birth. She was probalj^ an orphan ; was it not my duty to
attempt to shield and protect her ?
One beautiful evening after we had encamped, built a fire,
prepared supper and eaten it, Emily wandered off from the rest,
and sat down on a grassy knoll. I approached, we entered into
conversation, and she confided to me the events of her life.
"The first that I remember,'^ said Emily, "is being in a
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large old house, surrounded by groups of squalid children, and
miserable-looking men and women. We were beneath the juris-
diction of a toothless old woman, who put us to bed at nighti
assisted us to dress in the morning, and gave us orders, which
we never obeyed, in the daytime. Our days were passed in
running over the fields and woods after berries, climbing fences
and trees, hunting birds' nests, and hallooing at all the travel-
lers. We were never sent to schools or meetings, never taught
to pray or sing, or instructed to be good. In this respect, there
seemed a vast difference between us and two other children
belonging to the establishment. They might have belonged to
a higher order of beings, and I soon learned, that in the
mistress of the mansion they recognized a mother. We were
never permitted to eat or play with them ; and how strangely
their white muslin dresses, ornamented with lace and embroi-
dery, contrasted with our coarse homespun frocks. At length,
reason began to dawn on my mind. I felt a strange, indefina-
ble curiosity, a mysterious yearning of heart, which I could not
analyze ; but I wished to know something of myself and my
parentage. A thousand times had I attempted to ask the old
woman, whom we called, ' nurse,' but as often my resolution
failed ; for, in my ignorance, I knew not what language to
employ. As I grew older, however, my timidity wore off, and
I presented myself rather abruptly before her one day.
" ' Well, child, what now V she inquired.
" ' I want to know whether or not I ever had a mother ?'
« t Why, I expect so ; of course, everybody has a mother ;
but what put such an idea as that in your head V
" ' And had I a father, too V
" ' Why, child, what on earth — how did you come to think of
thatr
" ' Because I wanted to know ; wanted somebody to love me,
and whom I could love.'
■> Incipient Vanity. 159
** ' Well, you mus'n't think of such things/
'' ' I can't help it ; and then I want to know why mistress
won't let us speak to Helen and Julia, and why she gives them
pie and cake, and won't let us have any, and why '
" 'For mercy's sake, child, you frighten me. Now run and
play.'
" ' But you ha'n't told me yet.'
" ' Oh I I can't tell you. You mus'n't ask such questions.'
" ' At any rate, you can tell me, why there are so many more
people here than I ever see at Mr. Mannington's ? and why
these men keep coming to bring all sorts of sick, and lame,
and ugly persons here, just as if there wasn't enough such
DOW.'
*' ' Souls alive I this is the poor-house.'
" ' And what is the poor-house V
" ' Why, it's where all the poor, and sick, and lame folks go
to, to be took care of.'
" * Did they bring me here V
" * You was born here, as near as I can find out.'
" After awhile I began to shrink from the presence of those
with whom I had been accustomed to associate. I had a long-
ing for higher pursuits and nobler pleasures. The imbecile and
idiotic were the objects of my especial dislike ; my mind had
not been trained sufficiently to pity them.
*' One of the women up-stairs had a small mirror, in which I
was sometimes permitted to look.
" ' Child, do you know that you are beautiful V she said to me
one day.
" 'Beautiful; what is it?' I knew not the meaning of the
word.
" ' Do you know that you are pretty, then? nice, sweet, like
the flowers and humming-birds.'
" I caught a glimpse of her meaning.
160 FEiLA.LE Life among the Mormons.
" * No ; no. I didn^t 'spect I was, my clothes is old, and my
hair tangled.'
" * Never mind that ; you are a thousand times more beautiful
than Mrs. Bassett's girls, with all their finery and ringlets.
Your hair would curl beautifully, too, with a little care. I know
it would. Come, sit down here at my feet, and let me try it.'
" I obeyed ^villingly, but it was no easy task that she had
undertaken. The hair was tangled, matted, and almost felted ;
it had not been combed for a month.
" ' This beats all,' she said, after tugging and pulling at the
refractory locks. " Warn't your hair never straightened in the
world ? There, don't cry, child, or I shan't have the courage to
go on with it ; but such a mat I never did see.'
" I sobered up, determined to bear the infliction like a heroine,
and have my hair curled once. What would the rest of them
think when they saw me in ringlets ?
" An hour probably elapsed before my hair-dressing was com-
pleted, then, with the assistance of some soap and water, my
hands and face were cleansed and smoothly polished.
" ' I declare, child, it does my eyes good to see you. Look
here, and she presented the small mirror. I looked, and
screamed with delight.'
" 'Now go down, and let 'em see you.'
"I hesitated a moment, and then obeyed. A half-idiot
woman was passing through the hall, bearing a huge tub of
water, as I descended. At my unwonted appearance she gave
a start of surprise, dropped the tub, and splashed the beautiful
dress of the mistress, who was walking from the parlor, accom-
panied by a visiting lady.
"The servant stood pale and trembling ; the mistress glanced
around and beheld me. But the visitor had seen me first, and
the varying emotions of pity, admiration, and surprise were
plainly visible on her features.
Scenes in a Poor-House. 161
" ' Oh ! it's you, you hussy ; well, I don't wonder you
frightened Sally, your hair fixed in that kind of style, exactly
like — well, no matter ; but don't appear before rae again in
that fashion.''
" ' On the contrary,' said the visitor, * I should be delighted
to4)ehold such a beautiful child every day — to have her alway
in my presence. Look here, darling ; I never saw such beauti
ful ringlets and expressive eyes.'
" The last remark was unfortunate, for Mrs. Bassett's two
daughters had approached, and were standing by their mother.
She glanced angrily towards me, and then at them.
" ' Go ui>stairs, and stay till I send for you,' she said, and I
obeyed with willingness.
"At dusk, I heard the passionate sound of sobbing in the
family room. My curiosity could not be restrained, and I
crept softly down to listen. Presently, a voice, which \ knew
to be Julia's, said, * Oh ! mother, it is too bad ; I can't, and
won't bear it. Only to think that lady said her hah' and eyes
were the most beautiful she ever beheld. Oh, dear !'
" ' Don't cry, Julia. I'll take care that you are never insulted
in that manner again, that I will,' and approaching the staircase,
she cried at the top of her voice, * Em, come here.'
" Trembling with apprehension, I came forward,
" * How dare you appear in my presence, with your hair in
such a fix to-day — exactly like Julia ? Didn't you know that
it wasn't suitable nor fit for one in your condition ?'
" ' No, ma'am.'
<« 'Well, it isn't, and to prevent you from doing so here-
after, I shall cut off your hair. Go, Julia, bring me my
scissors.'
" Julia was delighted to obey.
" ' Now sit down here/
" I sat down before her, and the operation commenced. In a
162 Female Life among the Mormons.
few minutes my hair was all cropped short, close to my head.
Julia laughed outrageously.
" ' There, Julia, hush,' said the mother. ' Vm sure it looks
much more becoming and proper for a girl like you, whose
mother was a' She stopped.
" ' What was my mother V I inquired.
" ' Nobody ; but now go to bed at once.'
" I retreated, and Julia remarked as I passed out : * She
won't look so beautiful to Mrs. Burney now.'
" I went up stairs, and met Betsey at the entrance of her
room.
" * Sakes alive, child, what have they been doing to you V she
cried out.
" The lights were burning, and she could see very plainly.
" ' Cutting off my hair.'
" ' Heathens I Barbarians I Who done it ?'
" 'The mistress.'
" * What did she do that for ?'
" * She said it wasn't proper for one in my statiou to wear
her hair as Miss Julia wore hers.'
" * Station, indeed I better talk about station I Her father,
died in jail, and her mother was supported by the township for
years ; and this lady here, who talks about station, worked
around the country at pot-wrestling, till Bassett, an old
widower, with a small house, and a large family, took pity on
her,' and Betsey was obliged to pause, and take breath.
" I stood listening, though unable to comprehend the full
meaning of the words.
" ' Betsey, what is that you are saying ?' called Mrs. Bassett,
from the foot of the stairs.
" ' The truth,' replied Betsey.
" ' Well, don't you never dare to speak such words of me
again. I won't bear it, indeed I won't.'
The Poor-House in an Uproar. 163
" * Yes ; yoa will bear it/ replied Betsey, whose dander was
fairly up. " You will bear it, because you can't help it ; and as
for my telling it, I shall do that just when I please. Here,
you've cut off this poor child's hair for no earthly reason, only
because Mrs. Burney praised and noticed it. It's a real wonder
that you didn't dig out her eyes, and smear corrosive sublimate
over her face, to make her as ugly as your great red-faced, flat-
nosed brats.'
"Mrs. Bassett had several times attempted to -speak, but
Betsey's eloquence effectually stifled her voice ; and half the
persons in the house, hearing the unwonted noise, came rushing
to the scene of action, demanding what was the matter V
"'Why; just look I' said Betsey, 'just look!' and she
dragged me forth in plain view. ' Just see how she cut off that
poor child's hair, because it was so much prettier than Julia's ?'
" ' Did the mistress do that ? — what a shame I — what a
shame I'
" Mrs. Bassett, provided with a long lash, which she laid lus-
tily about her, finally succeeded in dispersing the crowd, when I
retreated timidly to bed.
" The next day, Mrs. Burney called again, and inquired for
me. I heard her pleasant voice, and Mrs. Bassett's reply.
" ' Excuse me, madam, but what can you want with the
child?'
" ' I want her to go home with me ; I have obtained a permit
to take her, from the overseers.'
" ' For a servant V suggested Mrs. Bassett.
" ' No ; for a daughter. I wish to adopt her, and make her
my heir.'
" * You certainly do not wish to adopt a child whose mother
was a' I could not hear the remainder of the sentence.
" ' Mrs. Bassett, I have said it. The child is good and pure,
and exceedingly beautiful. Will you please to call her V
164 Female Life among the Mormons.
" Mrs. Bassett hesitated, as if seeking some excuse, but find-
ing none, she ordered me into the parlor.
" Mrs. Burney gazed on my shaven head with looks of min-
gled surprise and pity ; then turning to Mrs. Bassett, she
inquired :
" * Who wrought all that ruin V
" ' If you mean, who cut off her hair — I done it. I don't con-
sider it proper for a child in her condition to wear curls.'
" Tear& sprang to the eyes of Mrs. Burney, as she said :
" ' Oh 1 Mrs. Bassett, how could you be so cruel ? Come
here my darling — but your curls will grow again. We will have
some tonic to start it.'
" ' Am I going home with you V I said, nestling close to the
kind lady.
" ' Yes, darling ; you shall go with'me, and be my daughter.'
" ' What is daughter V
" ' I'll be a mother to you,' she answered.
" ' Will you ? will you ?' I cried, dancing around the room.
VOh ? I shall be so happy I'
*' I had no experience of the love or tenderness of a mother,
bui; yet an instinct of nature told me that it was something
exceedingly pleasant and endearing."
The account of the residence of Emily with Mrs. Burney, and
her experiences in that situation, must be deferred to another
place.
Polygamy encouraged by the Prophet. 165
CHAPTER XIX.
SUNDRY MATTERS.
I
T is scarcely necessary to remark that with the demise of
Smith, Mormonism took a new aspect in many partio^rs.
This is chiefly to be attributed to the difference in the characters
of the leaders. B m, though professing to believe in mira-
cles, rarely attempted the exhibition of them, and finally, ceased
to talk of any such thing. Smith had introduced spiritual-
wifery, under the pretence of a pure platonic, or rather spiritual
affection ; B m openly advocated polygamy ; and, in order
that his i)recepts and practices might coincide, he espoused
three wives in one day. Before the demise of Smith, however,
polygamy was slowly coming into practice, though the senti-
ments of the ladies were divided on the subject. It was decided
by the latter to be not simply a privilege, but a duty, and the
virtues of the believers were estimated very much by the num-
bers of their wives. During the journey, however, they had
little time for marrying, or giving in marriage.
Our guide was a young man, named Harmer, who bore the
title of Captain, in consideration of his having once held that
office in the Mormon legion, those first pioneers of that faith,
who, in the service of the United States, had explored the
region of the Great Salt Lake, in their overland route to Caliv
fornia. It was chiefly through his representations of the health,
and beauty, and fertility of the country, that the Mormons had
166 Female Life among the Mormons.
been induced to emigrate thither. And Harmer seemed fully
competent for the task he had undertaken. Hale, energetic, and
robust, he appeared incapable of fatigue, and being endowed
with great self-command, he readily acquired an unlimited influ-
ence over the minds of others.
We travelled for several days through a country sparsely
inhabited by white people ; over great rolling prairies, with pro-
bably a small house in the midst, like a solitary ship in a
boundless expanse of ocean ; along the banks of muddy, marshy
streams, and beneath the shades of the imposing cotton-wood
trees. Here we had few adventures worth recording — perhaps
a w|£Ou broke down, or a horse became lame. Not unfrequently
we^^re entertained with the music of those family-organs,
squjilling babies. Sometimes a refractory mule refused to do its
duty, or a cow parted from our company without saying " good
bye." On the whole, however, we had a fine time of it, espe-
cially when compared with what was to come.
We numbered one hundred and twenty wagons, each wagon
being drawn by four mules ; fifty horsemen, and twenty-five led
horses ; besides a great number of cattle, sheep, and hogs,
designed to be slaughtered on the way for food, or to serve for
stock when we arrived at our journey's end.
When we arrived at St. Louis, we found several other wagons
waiting to join us, and, after a short delay, proceeded to cross
the Mississippi, and strike off through the uninhabited ocean of
prairie. It may be as well to observe, in this place, that, in
consequence of time and trouble, I have forgotten the names of
many of the streams and mountains, and can only testify as to
the general features of the country.
We took the Santa Fe road, however, and, continuing that
»day in the same direction, encamped at night on the borders of
a small stream. During our journey, it was customary to
encamp about an hour before sunset, when the wagons were so
. A Stampede. 16t
arranged as to form a sort of barricade, in a circular form, in
the centre of which tents were pitched in military style. The
mules and horses were then hobbled and turned loose to graze,
in company with the stock, which the men w^atched and took
care of by turns. At nightfall the horses, mules, and oxen were
collected and picketed — that is, secured by a halter to a stake,
one end of which was driven in the ground, while the cattle and
sheep were brought into the enclosure. At day-break the camp
was roused, the animals turned loose to graze, and breakfast
prepared.
Mrs. Bradish was exceedingly busy, and professed herself to
be in raptures with such a nomadic mode of life.
" Wasn't it nice and romantic," she said, looking round. " So
many families all cooking and eating in the open air, exactly
like gipsies."
" It looks rather strange," I said.
Mr. Ward brought in his usual comparison of the Israelites
journeying to the Promised Land.
" And once there," interposed B m, " we will show the
heathen our power and independence of them and their devilish
government. Yes, there " , and he nodded authoritatively.
We halted at noon, for an hour or two, to rest and dine, and
on the second day of our route forded a small stream. While
making our encampment at night, one of the women became
frightened at a huge spider. Her screams terrified the horses ;
they commenced rearing and plunging, and finally broke loose,
when they set off over the hills at full speed. Harmer and some
others went in pursuit, but did not return with the fugitives till
near morning.
Mrs. Bradish could not conceal her vexation. " Now see
what you have done I I'd be ashamed of myself — 'fraid of a spi-
der. What if they should all get lost, and not return at all ?
Pretty times we should have without Harmer, wouldn't we ?"
168 Female Life among the Mormons.
Mr. Ward said he anticipated no danger of sacli a catastro-
plie as that, yet he could not conceive what a woman saw in a
spider to be frightened at.
Her husband scolded her severely, and even threatened to use
his lash about her back, at which B m smiled complacently.
Indeed, I observed that the further we removed from the civil-
ized settlements, the more tyrannical the husbands became, and
I finally began to wonder what would be the end of it.
Towards morning it began to rain heavily, and as our tents
were formed of light and thin materials, they afforded but slight
resistance to the watery element, and a more deplorable look-
ing set than we presented, when morning came, can hardly be
imagined. We were all wet as drowned rats, to use a familiar
expression, and, though sharing the misfortune of the others, I
laughed heartily at their doleful appearance. Some seemed to
enjoy the scene with me, others cried, the babies squalled lustily,
and not a few of the men employed language that sounded mar-
vellously like swearing.
" My young un's actually drowned," said a woman, coming
forward and holding up a lean, pale child, that looked, indeed,
as if it had been water-soaked.
" Hold it up by the feet, then," said one of the men.
" In that case its head will drop oflF," said another.
"Oh, dear, just look at my bonnet I" screamed one of the
girls.
The bonnet had been stiffened with paste-board, and now it
seemed a mass of wet paper and starch.
" Well, it's too bad," said Mrs. Stillman, sen. " I never
thought such things could happen."
" I never thought such things could happen," echoed the old
man.
Louisa said that she expected just such things, and much
worse.
A Rain-Storm in tee Praibiks. 169
** Then you was a fool," said Mrs. Beardsley, " for ever
starting on such a barbarous journey. Only to think of it, I
wonder what will come next. Here's my knitting-work, wet as
a hog. I can do nothing at all with it.''
" Bat, mother, it will dry when the rain ceases."
" Rain cease, indeed !" said the old lady ; " when will it ever
cease ? Why, I've heard say that it rained two or three weeks,
right straight ahead, sometimes."
Harmer, who had returned, looked up with the utmost seri-
ousness. ,
" Why, madam, that's nothing at all to what I've seen. Why,
I've known it to rain for six months ; and we even got so used
to the water once, that we went diving and paddling about, like
a parcel of ducks,"
"Then heaven help me !" said the lady, "for I could never
live through it."
But the worst of it was, we could not light a fire to get break-
fast, and such provisions as we had, were thoroughly soaked.
B m took the thing with all the coolness of philosophy, or
fanaticism. " The rain," he said, " was probably sent to try
their faith and patience ; and he hojied and trusted that they
would manifest the spirit of true believers."
Mr. Ward suggested that a shelter for the fire should be
made, by arranging in wigwam fashion some of the wagon-
boards. This was soon done, and then one family after another
prepared breakfast ; but it was eaten without much pleasure.
The men stood round, with the water running from their
slouched hats ; the garments of the females hung straight and
dripping ; five or six infants, who crept instead of walking, were
spatting and plashing in the little pools ; while the youngsters
of eight or ten years were running, hallooing and whooping, like
young savages, through the rain and mud.
At length Harmer burst into a loud, uncontrollable laugh.
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" I declare, it's better than any show I ever witnessed, just to
Bee how vou all look. Do see Mrs. Beardsley's hair !"
The lady's hair, being false, had fallen down over her face,
where it hung, dangling and dripping.
Towards noon the rain ceased, and the sun came out very
warm, which gave us an opportunity to dry our wet garments.
Here, likewise, an ox was butchered for food, and the meat
equally divided among the company.
The consequences of the rain, however, lasted for some timat
Several of the children, and some of the women, became sick.
Fortunately, I had provided many little essentials of medicine
and comfort, while in St. Louis, which were now extremely useful
in ministering to the wants of the weak and diseased. Mrs. Mur-
ray was of the latter, but though she had so kindly administered
to her husband, when he was wounded, on the present occasion he
paid little attention to her, but employed himself in caressing and
riding with Mrs. Cook, Oh, the vanity and perversity of men I
It cannot be denied, that the neglect of her husband, and the
scorn of his companion sorely grieved her sensitive mind, and.
had a great effect in shortening her life. Indeed, I attributed
her disease to this, more than to any other cause. She grew
melancholic, and would remain a whole day without speaking or
noticing any one. Then one of her children was seized with
malignant dysentery. The mother looked up joyfully, and
smiled. " My children," she said, " have been the only ties that
bound me to earth. I thank my heavenly Father that he has
heard my prayers, and is about to remove them first. Yes,
Father, I thank Thee," she exclaimed, lifting her eyes and hands
to heaven, "that in the midst of judgment, thou hast remem-
bered mercy, and art about to take us to Thyself."
That night, the other children were attacked, and before the*
sunset of the following day illuminated the tops of the distant
mountains, the three had fallen . asleep. The mother neither
A Solemn Scene. HI
wept nor murmured ; indeed, she looked radiant with holy joy ;
and the spiritual expression of her eyes was a rapture to behold.
I prepared the snowy garments for the dead, and they were laid
out in their soft, cold beauty, beneath the thousand stars, and
the quiet moonbeams. Their grave had been prepared at the
foot of a grassy hill, on the banks of a small stream, beneath the
shade of a grove of poplars. Three attendants stood near, with
flaming torches, whil» two by two came the long procession, to
gaze on their pallid faces. Mr. Murray approached, the mother
of the dead children hanging on his arm. Surely, conscience
was at work in his soul ; for his knees trembled, and throwing
himself on the ground, beside the dead, he groaned aloud. Not
so with the mother : she stood calm and collected for a moment,
then stooped and kissed the icy brows, smoothed the death-damp
locks, and then raised a clear song of thanksgiving and triumph,
that her darlings had gone before ; that she was about to fol-
low. 'Twas a strange and impressive spectacle : the night ; the
gleaming torches, showing, fitfully and indistinct, the gathered
multitude ; then the dead children — -"the open grave — the weep-
ing father, and that mother, raising a strain of victory and
immortal hope.
After the ceremony was concluded, I pressed forward to offer
her ray hand.
"Will you spend this night with me?" she asked ; "some-
thing whispers that it will be my last."
" I will, certainly, if you wish it ; but don't indulge in such
gloomy reflections."
" Gloomy ?" she said ; " Oh, they are ones of happiness
to me !"
Informing Mr. Ward of her wish, I retired to her tent.
Mr. Murray came in and sat down in one corner, unperceived
by her. She lay on a pallet, and now that the excitement of the
past hour had worn off, she was pale and weak as a child.
172 Female Life among the Mormons.
" I wished that you should be present with me, Mrs. Ward,
in this, which I firmly believe to be my last hour. I have long
had a presentiment that my death was near, and the thought
was one of rejoicing. I had nothing on earth to live for but my
children, and now they are removed, and I thank God — I thank
God I"
She lay still a moment and then resumed : " You have sym-
pathized with me in my great affliction, an affliction which has
been sanctified to my soul's eternal interest ; once I believed in
Mormonism ; once I forsook the faith of my father, and forgot
the dying admonitions of my mother. But the estrangement of
my husband opened my eyes, and I felt — I knew — that a belief
which sanctioned and promoted such sinful practices, must be of
the Evil One ; and then I said, in the language of the patriarch,
* Oh, my soul ! come not into their secret ; to their assembly,
my honor, be thou not united.' But circumstances forbade my
return to the friends of my youth, for T must be weaned from
my idols."
" You weary yourself, Mrs. Murray," I said ; " here, take
this," and I administered a pleasant cordial.
" Feel my pulse," she said.
I did so ; there was not the least perceptible flatter. I saw
that she was sinking rapidly.
" Joy I joy 1" she said. " I go."
Mr. Murray could contain himself no longer. He rose, and
approached the bed.
" Sarah, my wife," he said, "have you no regref for me ?"
She opened her half-shut eyes, extended her thin, pale hand,
and faintly murmured, "My husband, I pity and forgive you."
" And is that all ?" he said, choking with emotion.
" What more is necessary ?"
" Wretched man that I am," he groaned. " Oh ! that I had
remained true to you and virtue."
The Closing Scene. 173
Mrs. Murray seemed to have forgotten his presence. " Bend
near me, Mrs. Ward," she murmured.
I stooped over the bed.
" My last request is to be buried beside my children ; but
don't let that man, B m, come near me. I forbade his
attendance at the burial of my babes. Yes ; I knelt down, and
implored and begged him to stay away. Oh I the Mormon
faith will not do to die by."
" In what faith do you die ?" I said, solemnly.
" The faith in which I was born, and here," she said, " here is
a letter which I wish you to send to my venerated pastor, should
an opportunity ever occur," and she drew from the folds of her
garment a sheet of paper, delicately traced.
" You will send it ?" she murmured faintly.
"If an opportunity ever occurs."
" Now read."
I opened a well-worn Testament that lay beside her on the
bed, and commenced reading. Once or twice she attempted to
speak, but her voice faltered. At length, I came to that inimi-
tably beautiful passage, " I am the resurrection and the life
saith the Lord, whosever believeth in me, though he were dead,
yet shall he live ; and whosoever liveth and believeth in me
shall never die."
Summoning all her strength, she articulated, " Amen I amen I
Lord Jesus receive my spirit."
There was a gurgling in the throat, a shadow passed over the
countenance, and all was still.
" Let me die the death of the righteous, let my last end be
like his."
Mr. Murray arose from his recumbent posture, gazed mourn-
fully at the face of the dead, and prepared to go out.
" Will you call Mrs. Stillman to my assistance ?" I asked.
He assented, and in a few minutes that lady came in. That
114 Female Life among the Mormons.
night we sat witli the dead, and when the morning dawned,
the children's grave was opened to receive the body of their
parent. As no clergyman was present, I read over the grave
the beautiful and affecting burial service of the Church of
England.
Mr. Murray seemed deeply affected at the time, but his versa-
tile mind could not long retain the impression of a painful
sorrow.
CHAPTER XX.
FORDING A RIVER, AND US CONSEQUENCES.
AS yet, we had found no difficulty in crossing the streams.
They had been wide, but shallow, with hard bottoms, and
the mules had easily drawn the wagons over them. However,
the evil was yet to come. We came one day to the banks of a
deep, tnrgid, and rapid river, two hundred yards wide, with au
apparently rocky bottom. There was a general halt ordered,
and a consultation took place. Some proposed to unload the
wagons, take then! to pieces, and ferry the whole over in a small
India rubber boat, that belonged to the company ; others
proposed to build a raft capable of supporting the wagons and
their loads ; while yet a third party were of the opinion that
the mules could swim across, and draw the wagons after them.
" xSo such nonsense as that," said Harmer ; " they'll certainly
get tangled in the harness and drowned. I tell you, we must
make a raft," and seizing his axe, started off for a poplar grove.
He was soon joined by several others, and the raft was directly
in process of construction.
" I'd like to know how we are to get over anyhow," said
The First Great Difficulty. 175
Mrs. Beardsley. " Heaven knows, I wish I were back again.
What a dreadful soaking we had the other day, when it rained.
Poor Mrs. Murray and her children actually died of it. Mrs.
Crosman says, she hasn't been well since, and that two of her
children came very near having the inflammation of the lungs.
It's dreadful to think of."
" So it is," said Mrs. Stillman, sen.
'• So it is," echoed her husband.
Mrs. Bradish, as usual, was all heroism. She would go over
on horseback, she said ; and dressed in man's apparel, she rode
up and down the stream to discover the safest place to enter.
She even proposed that every horseman should take a woman
behind him, and cross the stream with her, that being the safest
and most expeditious mode of conveyance.
^'Have faith, and all will be well," cried B m ; "as for
me and my wives we could walk over dry shod, if I willed -it ;
but I don't."
" I wish you would will it, and take us all over that way," said
Mrs. Beardsley. " I'm sure I don't want my knitting-work to
get wet again. It was two days drying, and in two days I
might have knit a stocking."
"If there was nothing o£ more value than your knitting-
work getting wet, small damage would be done," said Louisa.
Yet Louisa was wrong in her remark ; for things are valua-
ble only as they are esteemed.
" Can any one tell me what they are trying to make down
there ?'^ said Mrs. Stillman, sgn., as she came round to the fire
where I was preparing dinner.
" They are building a raft," I answered.
" What kind of a thing is that ?" she inquired.
" Oh I I can't describe it ; but you will probably see before
long."
" Well, such work as we have I never did see."
176 Female Life among the Mormons.
" I never did see," echoed the old man, who had followed his
wife.
"I don't see anything strange at all," said Mrs. Bradish.
" It's nothing strange that there's a river, or that it has to be
crossed, or that a raft should be built for that purpose. I made
my calculations on these things."
The raft was soon constructed. It consisted of middling-sized
logs, bound together hj very strong ropes and chains, on which
thick planks were laid, and fastened with iron spikes. One
wagon only could be taken over at a time, and the process of
crossing immediately commenced. Twenty-five horsemen were
to go go over first, in order to carry the ropes attached to the
raft. Mrs. Bradish declared that she would go with them, and
insisted that twenty-five of the women should each choose her
cavalier, and pass over on horseback.
"JDon't think of such a thing," said a man by the name of
Randolph, who had joined us at St, Louis, and who was infi-
nitely fond of leading, directing, and giving advice. "Don't
think of such a thing, ladies ; you can go over in the wagons
with much less danger of getting wet. Don't you think so, Bro-
ther B m ?"
Mrs. Bradish gave him a look that might have withered him.
" I don't see why you men must always interfere in the affairs
of the women. I have decided on my course. What say the
others ?"
" Come, Emily, go with me ; I'll carry you over like a duck,"
said Harmer.
Our stately hierarch approached, and advised Emily to wait
and go with him.
" I prefer to go with Mr. Harmer," said Emily.
The two men exchanged glances. There was defiance and
pleasure on one side, malice and envy on the other. From that
day forth they were rivals.
Perilous Passage. lit
Many of the younger women decided to go over behind the
men on horseback — it was so romantic.
I preferred to remain in our wagon with my husband and his
children. Mrs. Bradish mounted her steed with its sweeping
mane and tail, and first plunged into the stream.
She was followed by Harmer and Emily, and after them came
the rest. Several of the horses became restive, and some of
them seemed actually incapable of resisting the strength of the
current. They were carried imperceptibly down the river.
This was especially the case with the one Mrs. Bradish rode.
Then he grew mad and frightened at the unwonted exertion, and
began to rear and plunge in the water, sometimes striking the
rocks with his fore-feet, and throwing himself above the waves,
and then almost entirely disappearing beneath the turgid swells.
The lady, however, kept her seat nobly, though the steed grew
more unmanageable every moment. Trembling and frightened
we beheld her danger from the shore, but could not go to her
assistance. The horsemen were too deeply engaged with their
own restive animals, and the partners of their danger, to afford
her the protection she required. At length a huge wave, sweep-
ing directly against her waist, carried her instantaneously from
the saddle. She retained sufficient presence of mind, however, to
buoy up herself for a moment, and, springing forward, she caught
the horse by the neck ; neither did she quit her hold till both
were safely landed on the opposite bank. She then took off her
cap, wrung the water from her dripping hair and garments, and
waved her handkerchief in token of success. A loud shout
greeted her, and in a few minutes more we had the satisfaction to
perceijre that the whole company were safely over. The wagons
were then drawn over, one by one, on the raft, though not with-
out danger and difficulty, in consequence of the strong current. ,
" We're sinking 1 we're sinking !" said Mrs. Stillman, sen. j
" didn't you feel it then T'
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118 Female Life among the Mormons.
•
" Yes I didn't you feel it ?" echoed the husband as usual.
" Feel what ?" inquired Louisa.
" Why, the sinking I Lord help ! — it's all going to pieces !'*
she cried.
The raft had caught on a sharp, jagged rock, and the utmost
exertions were required to get it loose. Randolph persisted
that everything went wrong because his advice was not fol-
lowed.
*' The raft, I tell you, wasn't made right in the first place.
Don't you say so, Brother B m T'
" Randolph, shut up," said one of the others. " Here mount
this mule, take a pole, and plunge into the stream, and help to
work the raft ofiT. It's stuck on the rock fast as a roach."
Randolph said he should do nothing, as the whole aflTair had
been transacted contrary to his advice.
"If you don't, by the devil," said the person addressed, "you
may get your wagon over the best way you can, for I'll have
nothing to do with it."
" Xor I either," said another.
** Nor I," " Nor I," shouted a third and fourth.
" Well, I think" — commenced Randolph.
"Who cares what you think? Stop vour talk, and go to
work."
Randolph turned away sullenly, seized the pole, and com-
menced operations. At length, after long-continued and great
exertions, the raft was gotten clear, and the wagon landed.
" Oh ! dear !" said Mrs. Stillman, rubbing her hands ; how
glad I am that we are safe. I expected to go to the bottom
every moment."
" We expected to go to the bottom every moment," said the
old man.
" That was very foolish," said J^Irs. Bradish.
" What was foolish ?"
The Catastrophe. 179
*' Why, to be afraid when there was no danger."
" Come here, mother, and warm yourself by this fire, and
have a good cup of coffee."
While they were partaking refreshments, we went over, and
the raft being carried higher up, we had no difficulty.
Mrs. Beardsley insisted on remaining till the very last wagon,
because, she said, " if all the rest got over safely, there could be
no danger for her."
But the night was fast coming on, and in their anxiety to get
all over before the darkness closed in, it was decided to put
upon the raft the two remaining wagons, with their accompany-
ing loads. The raft had evidently sustained an injury on the
rocks, for the minute it was launched the last time, it parted in
the middle, precipitating the wagon in which Mrs. Beardsley
rode into the foaming torrent. It was instantly submerged.
One wild piercing scream rose from the water, it was answered
simultaneously from the shore.
" Mother ! mother 1" shrieked Louisa. " Oh I mother will
be drowned ; but she wouldn't come over when we did. Oh,
dear I oh, dear 1" and rushing down to the water, she would
have plunged in, regardless of the consequences, had not her hus-
band prevented her. Twenty men were by this time in the
water, and Louisa had the unspeakable satisfaction to see her
mother drawn from the waves, though cold and insensible.
, " She has only fainted," said one of the men, " she don't
appear to have swallowed much water."
" With warming, and rubbing, and the application of restora-
tive, I think she will recover," said Mr. Ward.
We removed her wet garments, wrapped her torpid limbs in
warm flannels, bathed her face with camphor, and applied harts-
horn to her nostrils.
" Just the way," said Mrs. Bradish, *' a cowardly person is
almost certain to run into danger."
180 Female Life among the Mormons,
" But you are no coward, and I thought you were in some
danger/' I said.
" I in danger! not in the least. I felt no more frightened than
I do this moment."
" It's something dreadful to be upset in the water that way,"
said Mrs. Stillman, sen.
"It was more of a setting down, I should think," said
Harmer.
By this time she had recovered sufficiently to open her eyes
and commence speaking.
" I shall never forgive myself in the world for persuading her
to come with us, if she gets hurt," said Louisa.
" Hurt," said the old lady, looking at her daughter. " Did
you say I was hurt ?"
" I hope not, dear mother."
" But where am I ? what is the matter ?" she inquired. " Oh I
I remember, the wagon tumbled from the raft into the water.
Wasn't that it ?"
Louisa nodded affirmatively.
" And I was wet, water-soaked, wonder if it'll kill me, like it
did poor Mrs. Murray and her children ?"
While we were attending to her, the men had succeeded in
driving the cattle over, and all were safely encamped by the time
that the young moon arose over the hills.
" And so I're been drowned and come to life again. It's a
miracle of mercy. I can believe it," said Mrs. Beardsley, as
myself and Mrs. Bradish entered her tent that evening.
" Xonsense," said Mrs. Bradish, " you were no more drowned
than I was — you were only wet and frightened ; that was
all."
" Oh I you needn't talk that way. I was drowned. I know
that my sensations were those of a drowning person exactly."
" And what were your sensations ?"
/^
Alarmed by Indians. 181
"They wouldn't bear description," said the old lady, evidently
a little piqued.
Mr. Stillman soon came in, and informed us that some of the
scouts had returned with information that a large party of
Indians were stationed on a neighboring hill.
" Are they enemies ?" inquired Mrs. Bradish,
" To be sure they be," said Mrs. Beardsley, " Indians always
are. Twice we've been drowned, now it comes our turn to be
roasted; I only wonder what'll be next."
" It is impossible to tell whether they be friends or enemies ;
if the latter they will probably attack the camp to-night. It
will be necessary to set a double watch, and be prepared for any
emergency," said Mr. Stillman.
" I knew we should never live to get there, and I said so from
the first," said Mrs. Beardsley.
'^ Did your knitting-work get wet ?" inquired Mrs. Bradish.
" Yes ; it did, and the color run, so it's spoiled."
" That's a great misfortune."
I proposed returning, and we went to our tent. We found
Mr. Ward somewhat alarmed about the Indians. He said, they
were evidently a war party of the Sioux, who had been on an
expedition against the Crows.
It will hardly be supposed that we slept that night. The
presence of a party of marauding savages was anything but
pleasant, and when I remembered all the horrid things they were
capable of doing, my apprehensions became intoleralSe. Two
or three times in the night we were alarmed by the screams of
some night-bird, and the distant howling of a wolf, but the
morning dawned, and found us safe and sound.
182 Female Life among the Mormons.
CHAPTER XXI.
•WOMEN LOST OR CAPTURED.
ii rpHANK heaven," said Mrs. Beardsley, while we were
JL preparing breakfast. " Thank heaven that we are alive
this morning. I expected to have been carried off bodily."
" I had faith that we shouldn't be attacked. I prayed fer-
vently that the Lord would discomfit these sons of Belial, and
the fervent effectual prayer of the righteous availeth much," said
B m, the leader.
" Pugh !" said Harmer, " I know better than that, what
started off the Indians. They found out that we had discovered
them, and so they have slipped out of the bag. Now they will
probably hang around, and like enough attack us at some inde-
fensible point unawares. These red-skins are up to all sorts of
deviltry."
" Fiddle on the Indians," said Mrs. Bradish, " I ain't a bit
afraid of them, and. now that they are gone I mean to have a
good cancer over the prairie. The morning is fine, and I know
that it will do me good after my wetting yesterday. Emily,
you will ride with me, won't you ?"
" The experiment will be attended with great danger," said
Harmer. " Don't go."
" You tliipk we can't take care of ourselves," said Mrs. Bradish,
laughing, " we'll show you the contrary."
" I think," said Harmer, solemnly, " that the Indians are
lurking about. It will be their policy to cut off stragglers.
FOOLHARDINESS OF MrS. BrADISH. 183
"But I ain't a straggler," said Mrs. Bradish.
" The Indians might think you one, however, if they saw you
alone."
" I don't intend to be alone. Emily is going with me."
We all used our best endeavors to dissuade Mrs. Bradish
from her rash undertaking, but in vain. The very alarm we
manifested seemed only to strengthen her resolution.
" My steed carries double finely," she said. " He is famous
on a race, and will easily distance the Indians, should there be
any about, of -which I am doubtful."
*'You will, possibly, find out to your cost,'^ said Harmer.
"If Emily could only be induced to stay.'^
" Oh, it's Emily you care about."
" I think you are running uselessly into danger," said Ran-
dolph. " Don't you think so, Brother B m ?"
"I have faith," said B m, "that the heathen have all
been discomfited by an angel of the Lord ; and that the sisters
may go forth with perfect safety."
" There, there ; now you see," said Mrs. Bradish, laughing.
" Come, Harmer, be my cavalier, and bring round the steed."
" Mrs. Bradish, will you permit some of the men to ride with
you," said Harmer, approaching where the lady was saddling
her horse. " If you persist in going, allow me, at least, to send
a guard with you."
"With me I" and she laughed outrageously. "Indeed, Mr.
Harmer, I think that you need a guard much more than I do.
Timorous people, I almost said cowards, are always in danger."
Harmer reddened, and, turning round, left her without saying
a word.
In five minutes more, she was scouring, with Emily, over the
hills.
" She is rushing on to certain destruction," said Harmer,
" but I can't help it."
184 Female Life among the Mormons.
" Well," said Mrs. Beardsley, *' we have more dangers and
difficulties to encounter than any other travellers ever had."
" Except the children of Israel, when they journeyed, like us,
to the Promised Land," said B m.
"I don't except any one," said Mrs. Beardsley. "It didn't
rain where they were, aod even that Jordan, a little foolish
river, had to be dried up by a miracle, that they might pass
over dry-shod. There was not one drowned, like I was, nor
killed, like poor Mrs. Murray and her children."
" You didn't get injured, did you ?" inquired the Prophet.
" And I understood that you lost nothing valuable."
" Don't you call a great bag of sugar valuable ?"
" Did you lose such a bag ?"
To be sure I did. Sugar, too, of the finest quality, that I
brought along on purpose to sweeten my coffee. And then only
think of the disadvantage of having everything wet — my chest
of stockings, all Louisa's little stores. Oh dear !"
*' I hope that it will be made up to you ten-fold ; I will pray
that it may," and B m walked away.
Mrs. Beardsley did not look as it she cared much about his
prayers.
We halted for dinner on the banks of one of those small
streams, which look like trenches dug in the prairie. ' The
country around us was well timbered, and the air perfumed with
the scents of innumerable wild flowers. I had long been uneasy
at the continued absence of Mrs. Bradish, and could conceal my
apprehensions no longer.
" Mrs. Bradish is certainly lost or captured," I said.
"It's trouble of her own seeking, but I pity poor Emily,"
said Harmer.
" Let some of the men on horseback go out to look for her,"
I suggested. "It will be no more than right, on Emily's
account; if no other."
Fears for the Missing Women. 186
* The name of Emily interested Harmer,
" Yes," he said, " let it be done for Emily's sake."
" A party of picked volunteers, well armed and mounted,
started off in pursuit of the fugitives. We had made our even-
ing encampment before they joined us, and then they brought
no certain tidings of the women. In a valley, however, about
five miles distant, a skirmish of some kin'd had evidently taken
place. The turf was broken and torn, as if from the violent
plunging and rearing of horses, and near by they picked up a
knife that was stained with blood.
Harmer was nearly frantic, and Louisa wept in uncontrolla-
ble grief.
" Well, I knew it would be so,'* said Mrs. Beardsjey. " My
wonder is, that we hain't all been carried off. I shan't sleep a
wink to-night."
" Oh, you're in no danger, not in the least. The Indians
won't disturb us any more. They've had a grand dance around
poor Emily's scalp before this time, I'll warrant."
" Couldn't some of the men go out and try to rescue them ?"
said Mrs. Stillman.
** 'Twould be of no usa," said Harmer. " The Indians roam
over thousands of miles of territory. It would be impossible
to even guess where they might be now."
" Oh, but you might possibly find them," said Louisa. " Do
try, do, Mr. Harmer ; have pity upon me. Emily was dear to
me as one of my own children. Hew can I ever think of giv-
ing her up so."
" But, after all," said I, "we do net kL^ow of a certainty that
they have been captured by the Indians. They may have wan-
dered off and got lost in the woods and iiitovmins.l>le pf-^ies,
where some friendly hunter or trapper may mes.^ ^)*4^^. We
should always hope for the best."
" Heaven grant that it may be so," said Louiffa.
•186 Female Life among the Mormons.
" And if such were the case, how much better would it be ?"
said Mrs. Beardsley. " Not much, I fancy. They'd certainly
starve, or be eaten by wild beasts, or "
" Hold ! mother, hold I" said Louisa. " Don't torture me with
such cruel coujectures. The God that notes even the fall of a
Bparrow, must be with them. Kothing can happen to them
without His permission. He will care for and protect them.
In Him is my trust."
"How silly you talk," said Mrs. Beardsley. "Don't you
remember hearing of that poor child, whom the Indians cut into
quarters, and roasted before its mother's eyes ; or that man
whom they skinned alive, and who was nine hours dying ?"
" Oh, Mrs. Beardsley, stop, stop, for heaven's sake I"
exclaimed Mr. Ward, " you will frighten the women out of
their senses."
Louisa was weeping bitterly. Harmer was roaming about
like one distracted ; and that night all was silence and loneliness
in the camp.
I watched B m narrowly, and saw.that though he evi-
dently regretted the untoward fortune of Emily, he viewed the
agonies of Harmer with a malicious pleasure. The next day
we were agreeably surprised by the arrival of a friendly party
of Cheyennes. Several of them brought us various esculent
vegetables ; but Harmer only understood their language. They
conversed with him some time, and their tones sounded strange
and wild, harmonizing well with their appearance. The momeut
they left us he came to me, his eye flashing, and his whole
appearance bespeaking pleasure and agitation.
"These Indians tell me," he said, "that the war-party of the
Sioux, with the two women, are encamped about ten miles ahead
on the banks of the Yermiliou river. If that is the case, we
can overhaul them easily to-night."
I* But won't they slip off?" I inquired.
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''"No. They are waiting for a party of the Crows, who have
been out on a plundering expedition against the Snakes, and
who, according to their calculations, will return this way."
" But great caution will be necessary."
" Oh, certainly ; indeed I think it will be best to keep the
matter a profound secret until all our arrangements are made,
though I wish to consult Mr. Ward and some others ; but don't
let Randolph know. We don't want his advice, and that is all
he will be ready to give."
The day was already far advanced, and it was decided to
encamp in a smooth, green valley, which would afford excellent
pasturage for the stock, and send forward a scout to recon-
noitre. This task Harmer undertook himself. " If I can only
save Emily," he murmured.
'' But remember that the liberty of Mrs. Bradish is quite as
valuable to her friends," said Mr. Ward.
" I hope to be able to save both," he answered ; and putting
spurs to his horse, was soon out of sight.
" Where has Harmer gone ?" inquired Louisa.
" To see if he can discover any traces of our friends."
" Bless him for that ; I see he takes an interest in my Emily."
" I think so, and I trust it may save her from a snare.''
" To what do you allude ?"
" To B m, the hierarch ; he loves her, too."
" Impossible ! He has three wives already."
" And would gladly take a fourth, provided she was young
and beautiful."
Louisa's countenance changed, as she said, "Is not this
horrid custom a dreadful temptation to men ?"
" It seems to be," I answered.
" Oh, it is, it is ; it must be," she exclaimed, passionately.
"And it would certainly kill me if my husband should take
another wife,"
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Harmer soon returned with the information that the savages
were there in great numbers, and that the greatest precaution
would be necessary to avoid a general engagement. Emily was
tied to a tree, looking more dead than alive. He could not
perceive that she had suffered anygreat violence at their hands.
But Mrs. Bradish was fastened up with a small piece of board
on her head, at which they were shooting arrows.
" And did they perceive you ?" I inquired.
" No, indeed ; I left my horse tied in a thick grove, two miles
off, and approached them noiselessly and cautiously on foot.
They seem to be well-armed and mounted, and we shall proba-
bly have sharp work."
'* That may be ; at what time to-night will you set out ?"
" Kot until after the moon sets, and the sky becomes dark,
and the air very still, and then I wish to pick the men, and lead
the expedition. Wonder if Mrs. Bradish will say any more
about cowards ?"
We kept the good news from all but Louisa, and those who
were to join the enterprise.
Two hours past midnight, when deep, unbroken silence
reigned throughout the camp, a party of fifteen, well armed
and mounted, were observed to emerge silently from the shady
covert of a willow grove, and disappear almost immediately in
the thick obscurity of a neighboring valley. Hence they rode in
silence for several miles, along the smooth bottoms and over the
grassy hills, till one, who seemed to be the leader, reined his
steed at the entrance of a grove.
" We will leave our horses here, and go forward on foot," he
said, in a voice subdued to a whisper. *' The enemy is encamped
just over the hill yonder. Now, don't speak, nor fire a gun,
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nor raise the least alarm. They are probably sleeping, and
should such be the case, we may possibly find an opportunity to
release their prisoners without giving them any trouble." The
company dismounted, tethered their horses to the trees, and
advanced through the forest in the utmost silence. Once they
were startled by the deep cry of a panther in the distance, and
once some bird of night, roused from its perch by their pre-
sence, flew away screaming, otherwise neither sight nor sound
indicated the existence of an animated being. At length, after
rising a hill with unusual precaution, Harmer motioned to his
companions to remain in the background, while he crept steal-
thily forward. Reconnoitering a moment, he then drew back,
and beckoned for the others to approach. Cautiously parting
the tall grass and shrubbery, they obeyed.
The Indians were all apparently sleeping around the embers
of a dying fire, their arms stacked, and the prisoners confined in
the centre. Two or three kegs, either containing, or having
contained, whisky, were lying about, and appearances seemed
to indicate that they had been holding a drunken revel. Some
were lying on their faces, others on their backs, and not a few
were doubled in apparently uncomfortable postures. The feet
of some were towards the fire ; the scalp-locks of others were
evidently in danger of being singed. Once, when a breaking
shrub made a slight noise, and he came fully into view.
Harmer perceived one of the women raise her head, and glance
around. It was a critical moment to him, A scream of
surprise or pleasure would probably arouse the whole camp, but
he made a gesture of silence, and sinking down again, she
evidently communicated the pleasing intelligence to her compa-
nion. Creeping along the ground like a cat, in the stillest
possible manner, Harmer reached the Indian who lay stretched
between himself and the women. One blow with a tomahawk,
which lay contiguous, cleft through crown and skull, and peue-
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trating the brain, sent the savage instantaneously to his long
account. He then cut the thongs which bound the prisoners,
and assisting them to rise, the three made their way as expedi-
tiously as possible from the Indian encampment.
" Harmer, I can't go without my horse," said Mrs. Bradish,
" he is tied yonder ; 1 know where, and I must have him."
" For heaven's sake, hush,'' said Emily, in a subdued voice,
though evidently in great alarm.
"I, at least, shall not go after him," said Harmer, in the
same low tone. " Let her go if she chooses, but the peril will
be hers. I shall stay with you."
" Of course, you will," said Mrs. Bradish. " And I desire
that you should, but you will please inform me of the direction
in which I can find our company ?"
" Due east," said Harmer, and Mrs. Bradish was out of
sight in a moment.
" That woman is bent on running into danger," said one of
the party.
" I shan't concern myself after her, if she gets retaken," said
Harmer, " and I told her as much."
" You don't seem to like her very well," said Emily.
" Well, I don't."
It is scarcely necessary to repeat that this conversation was
carried on in whispers, though Emily had assured her compa-
nions that the savages were too drunk to be easily awakened.
Hastily retracing their former course, they soon came to
the grove in which their horses were tied. To loosen and
mount them was only the work of a moment, and long before
sunrise they had reached our camp. Mrs. Bradish came in
about twenty minutes behind them. They were received with
congratulations.
" I had a revelation, my dear," said B m to Emily, " that
you would be restored to us."
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" Had yon, father ?"
" Don't call ine father, that is not a suitable title."
Emily shriuik from his gaze, and Harmer turned away,
muttering something betweeu his clenched teeth.
As we had conjectured, they had been overtaken and
surrounded by the savages, while galloping over the hills. Mrs.
Bradish, true to her character, refused to surrender at discre-
tion, and wounded two or three of her assailants. Being
dressed in a sort of male attire, they were ignorant of her sex,
and when made aware of it, seemed greatly to admire her
bravery, saying, in French, " Squaw good shoot ; squaw good
shoot."
CHAPTER XXII.
Emily's narrative continued
FOR a day or two nothing unusual occurred. We expe-
rienced the daily routine of emigrant life, little varied in its
dull monotony, and diversified only by change in natural scenery,
or incidents whose only charm consists in their novelty. Some-
times the streams were frequented by flocks of screaming plover,
and other aquatic birds, while the smooth savannahs on their
banks teemed with herds of antelope. Sometimes the prairie
bottoms afforded us a very fair road ; but the long grass actu-
ally teemed with myriads of mosquitoes and large greenflies
from which the horses and cattle suffered severely. Generally/
the weather was pleasant, and the cool breezes were redolent
with the perfume of a thousand flowers.
One morning we came unexpectedly on an immense drove of
buffalo, which were swarming, as far as the eye could reach, over
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the plains, where they had left scarce!}' a blade of grass remain-
ing. In the presence of such a huge mass of animated beings,
the beholder feels overcome by a strange emotion of grandeur.
The continuous undulating motion, the dull, confused noise,
unlike any other, and so admitting no comparison, struck us with
awe and astonishment. Here a cow, separated a little from the
others, stood quietly suckling her calf ; there a huge bull would
be rolling and tumbling in the grass ; and, not far off, clouds of
dust would prove the existence of au obstinately contested fight.
Harmer and several others of the company were all exhilaration
with the idea of a buffalo-hunt ; and, as noon was approaching,
it was decided to halt, thus affording them an opportunity.
They did not return so soon as expected, and, as several of our
oxen took it into their heads to join the herds of buffalo, we
remained in camp the whole afternoon. Taking advantage of
the favorable opportunity, I induced Emily to resame her narra-
tive.
" My residence with Mrs. Birney would have been very plea-
sant," she began, " had the good lady been living independent
of domestics, or had these domestics possessed her genial tem-
per and kindness of heart. On my first arrival at her house,
Mrs. Birney had introduced me to the servants, informing them
that she had adopted me as her daughter, and that she expected
them to treat me with all the consideration and respect that
relation would authorize.
*', ' What I that little thing, there, from the poor-house V said
Matson, the maid. ' You haven't adopted her V
'"Certainly, I have,' said Mrs. Birney; 'and don't let me
ever hear an illu.sion to that poor-house again.'
" Matson turned up her nose, and left the room. I saw at
once, however, that she would be an enemy. Probably she
dreaded that my influence might supplant hers, in the mind of
Mrs. Birney. At any rate, her taunts and sneers became the
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torment of my life, and even more intolerable than the perplexi-
ties I suffered at the poor-house.
" ' They say you look like your mother, child ; but that ain't
much credit to you,' she said one day.
•' ' Who says so V I inquired.
" I still felt a burning, unconquerable desire to know some-
thing of my parentage. Matson had discovered this, and now it
was part of her policy to harass and distress me on that score.
" ' Somebody that know'd,' she answered, sneeringly. * Your
mother was well known in these parts.'
" ' Who know'd her ? — for mercy's sake, tell me of one.'
'* ' Oh, I can't call names ; and then her character was so
bad, nobody would wish to be thought acquainted with her.'
" ' And what did she ever do V
" ' That ain't telling. I often think, when Mrs. Birney is
praising your beauty, and prides herself in dressing you so
finely, that if she looked upon illegitimate children with the
disgust that I do, she wouldn't have you about her house.'
" The cruel words of Matson rankling in my heart and fester-
ing in my brain, I sought the apartment of Mrs. Birney, and,
walking up to her, requested to know the meaning of * illegiti-
mate child.'
« ' Why, what put that in your head ?' said the good lady,
looking over her spectacles, and regarding me with an expression
of sweet, yet curious benignity.
" ' Because Matson says that, if you regarded such children
as she does, you wouldn't have me about the house.'
" ' Well, my child, Matson does very wrong to talk so. I
wish you wouldn't pay any attention to what she says.'
" ' But I can't help it. She begins to talk of my mother, and
I long so to hear something about her. Oh I Mrs. Birney, do
tell me of my mother. Matson says she was a bad woman, but
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she was my mother ; and maybe her heart was right, after
all/ "
" Again Mrs. Birney looked up, and her eyes were filled with
tears.
*' * I can tell you all that I know of your mother, but that is
from hearsay. Are you certain, however, that you wish to
know V
" ' Oh ! I do ; I do !' and I clasped my hands, eagerly.
" * The curiosity of our first parents destroyed their happi-
ness,* said the kind lady, ' and the knowledge of your mother's
fate cannot be other than a bitter legacy.'
" ' Not more bitter than this harrowing suspense.'
" ' It may serve as a warning, too,' soliloquized the old lady ;
* " for, beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold ;" ' then rais-
ing her eyes, she continued : * Your mother was very beautiful.
Like yourself, she inherited that pleasing, yet dangerous gift.
She was the daughter of a widow, and they lived happily
together, for many years. At length, a man professing great
piety came to the neighborhood, and formed an acquaintance
with the widow and the daughter. The old lady was pleased
with his manners, and delighted that he preferred her child. He
proposed marriage, and the offer was joyfully accepted. He
then induced his betrothed to go with him to the city to pur-
chase the bridal paraphernalia. There he refused to fulfill his
engagements, or permit her to return to her mother, but kept
her locked up in a house, whose inmates were lost to every sense
of propriety or virtue, and finally left her without saying fare-
well. Indeed, she knew nothing of his departure, till the
landlady came to turn her from the house, telling her that the
gentleman who had paid her board said that he should do so no
longer, and that she must take care of herself. We can only
imagine her misery and wretchedness — thus forsaken in a large
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city, without a friend or relative or acquaintance to whom she
could apply. But then, in that hour of utmost desolation, her
confidence in heaven did not forsake her ; and rising, without
saying a word, she went forth into the streets.^
" Mrs. Birney paused in her narrative, and wiping her eyes,
said, ' Child, the knowledge of your mother will be a bitter
legacy.'
" Choking with emotion I could only articulate, 'Go on ;
go on.'
" ' Of course,' continued Mrs. Birney, ' a woman in her condi-
tion could only think of returning to her mother. She knew
that the cruel, heartless world would only sneer at her sorrows,
and insult her misfortunes ; but the mother would receive the
poor lost wanderer with love and pity. And alone, and on foot,
in the deep dark night, and through the rain, she started. Her
strength, however, was inadequate to the successful prosecution
of such a journey. She fainted by the roadside, and was found
by a benevolent traveller, who lifted her to his carriage, and
conveyed her to a neighboring inn. She was found to be
violently ill, but her agonies were of short duration, and before
the rise of another day, 'Her spirit had returned to the God
who gave it." But she lived long enough to rehearse her pitia-
ble story, and clasp you in her arms, with the request that you
might be sent with a letter, which she wrote with her dying
hand, to her mother. She was buried in the paupers' grave-
yard, and inquiries made respecting the old lady, her mother.
It was ascertained that, overcome with grief and anxiety, she
departed this life on the same day that her daughter died.
Her property had passed into the hands of strangers, aiM you
were an object of charity.'
*' ' And so they took me to the poor-house ?'
*' * They did ; and now, child, one only chance remains for you
to recognize your father should you ever meet him.'
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" ' What is that V
" ' That is contained in the letter of which I spoke, and which
will be placed in your hands when you are of sufl5cient age to
understand its import/
" ' Oh, that my mother had lived,' I exclaimed, pas-
sionately.
" * I will be a laother to you,' said the good lady, embracing
me. ' And don't worry or cause yourself unnecessary trouble.'
"I thanked her for the information she had given me, and
even felt much happier, that now I knew the worst. My mother
had been the victim of misfortune, not of crime. She was good,
and beautiful, and innocent, and I could love and revere her
memory. And so I used to go out by myself, and, seated in
some solitary place, look far away into the deep blue of heaven,
and fancy that I could catch a glimpse of the glory there, or a
faint echo of an immortal harp. Then I would picture to my
imagination the meeting of those two disembodied spirits who had
been separated so long on earth ; a^jd many a time, carried away
by the blissful and iudescribable ecstasy, I threw myself on the
ground, and, weeping tears of adoration and rapture, prayed
that I might be permitted to join their blissful company.
'* Then, from some source or other, I caught the beautiful idea
that the spirits of departed relatives watched over and protected
the living. Since then, it has always seemed that my mother is
near me, that her presence surrounds me with a holy influence,
that her breath is on my cheek, and her soft mild eyes looking
into mine.
"At' length Mrs. Birney became sick. It was spring; and
the violets were just opening in the meadows, and the wrens
building their nests in the little boxes which I had prepared for
them; and the contrast between the pale wan mortal, hastening to
dissolution, and the virgin freshness and beauty of nature, struck
me as something inexpressibly painful. One day I made a
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remark to that effect in her presence, she smiled softly and
sweetly, ' Then you think that dissolution and decay are dread-
ful things V
" ' Yes; dreadful,' I murmured, hiding my face in the bed-
clothes. * Earth is so beautiful, and life so sweet.'
" ' But we go to a place where the light is a thousand times
clearer and richer than the sun's,' she said, in a clear ringing
voice ; ' to a land before whose beauties the most glorious scenes
of earth are tame and insipid. What is this life to that immor-
tality of blessedness which awaits us there ? Oh 1 thanks,
eternal thanks, be to God who giveth us the victory through our
Lord Jesus Christ I'
" ' But what will become of me when you die V I cried, burst-
ing into tears.
" ' I have made ample provision' for your support,' she
answered.
" ' You wiU have many friends, or many who will profess to be
such, but never stray from the path of duty, never for a moment
forget your God.'
" And she died ?"
'"Yes; died like one going to sleep, and I wept over her.
Oh I how long and bitterly. Then a strange man came and took
possession of her effects. I told him that she had left a will.
He smiled incredulously, and demanded the proof. * Here in
this drawer,' I said, going to the bureau. ' Here in this drawer,
I saw her place it with her own hands.'
" * You can look. Miss,' he answered, noddiiig his head between
each sentence, * and if such a thing is found we shall see.' And
I did look, and search, and rummage, while Matson stood by
with her provoking tongue and insulting smile. ' Miss Pauper
has no idea of giving up the title of heiress,' she said, ' but she
may look till Doomsday and she'll find no will there.'
*'. ' Matson,' I replied, ' if the will is not here, you have removed
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or destroyed it, because you only had the privilege of using the
keys.'
** Her face colored to the temples : ' What motive could have
prompted me to such a deed as that V
"'Hatred of me; for you have always hated me, though I
never did you any harm/
" ' That is little to our present purpose,^ said the man, * as the
will cannot be found, if there ever was one, as the next of kin,
I am lawfully entitled to take possession; you, Miss, can stay
here, you can be of service to my wife/
" ' Well, I declare, the heiress sinks to a servant,' said
Matson.
" Without noticing her cruel words, I thanked the man coldly,
and told him that I would think of it.
" Mrs. Stillman offered me a home with her, which I gladly
accepted; but yonder comes Harmer and the hunters, now for a
supper of game."
CHAPTER XXIII
FURTHER DEVELOPMENTS.
FOR several days nothing unusual occurred. The men
amused themselves with hunting buffalo ; the women with
the common routine of a camp-life. Those who had babies to
nurse had their hands full, as many of the juvenile members of
our company had become sick. Those who had not, were never
more disposed to thank Providence for the deprivation than on
the present occasion. Mrs. Bradish went buzzing about from
one wagon to another, like a bumble-bee among clover-blossoms;
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>
consequently, she got all the news, and was made acquainted
with every incident that possessed the least interest. She came
to oar tent one evening, after supper. I was sitting alone, Mr.
Ward having gone to join a council of the elders.
" What on earth, Mrs. Ward," she began, " induces you to
mope yourself in this manner ? Do you consider yourself
better, or not so good as the rest, that you shun every-
body ?"
" I didn't know that I shunned any one," I answered.
"Oh, well ; may be you don't 1 but I've got a good piece of
news."
What is it ?"
" There's to be a wedding in our company, before long."
- " Who ? Harmer and Emily ?"
" What a simpleton you are !" she cried, laughing. "No;
B m wouldn't let that take place."
" Think not V
" I know it ; he intends having Emily himself ; and then the
man of whom I speak has one wife already, but wishes to take
another — a perfectly reasonable wish."
" I don't hear anything about spiritual wiv^s, as I used to."
" Oh, no ; that's done away with. Brother B m had a
revelation that all true believers should imitate the example of
the patriarchs, and raise up large families to inherit the good
land, as well as to be able, at some future day, to go out against
the heathen." /
** I think polygamy to be an institution of Satan."
"On the contrary, I think it an institution peculiarly adapted
to increase our numbers, and, consequently, our strength. I am
deeply interested in the prosperity of the church, and so I
advise every man to take all the wives that he can get."
" But suppose that you were married ; would you be pleased
with the idea of having your husband take another wife ?'^
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" Oh, as to that, I can't tell. I should probably make a vir-
tue of necessity."
" Poor Mrs. Murray died of a broken heart, at the unkinduess
of her husband ; and I doubt not that the wife of this man of
whom you have been speaking, will nearly go beside herself."
" Oh, she'll rave, I dare say, for she's spunk to the back
bone I"
" Who is it, anyhow ?"
" Mr. Stillman, jr."
" What I the husband of Louisa Beardsley ?"
" Even so ; but you needn't look so dumbfounded about it,"
said Mrs. Bradish, laughing heartijy. " He can very well afford
two, or even three wives. I told him so, myself. Indeed, I
rather suspect the match was more than half of my making."
I never knew, before, what it was to be struck dumb.
Mrs. Bradish seemed really amused at my astonishment.
" Why, what is there in it, so dreadful, after all ?" she said.
"He will continue to love Louisa just as well, or probably better,
than he does now. You know that a mother dearly loves one
child, when she has but one ; when the second is born, she loves
that just as well, though no sane person would suppose that her
love for the elder was in the least diminished. So a man may
take a second wife, though loving and reverencing the first one
with his whole heart."
" I can see no resemblance between the two cases," I said.
" The love of a mother for her child, and a husband for his wife
are very different things."
" Well, no^v that polygamy is incorporated in our system, the
women will have to make the best of it, as it is not likely that
the husbands, after once tasting its pleasures and benefits, will
be likely to relinquish it."
" Does Louisa know ?"
" I expect not. She has more than once made her brags to
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me, that she wasn^t one bit afraid that her husband would take
another wife. I could hardly help laughing, then, at her igno-
rance of man's nature."
" Who is the bride to be ?"
" One of the prettiest little girls imaginable — gay and
sprightly as a humming-bird — full of life and fun as an egg is
full of meat."
** I should hardly think she would suit him, then. He seems
to be a serious kind of man."
" Have you never heard of the rule of contraries ?" she
answered. '* Serious people are always charmed with your
lively, versatile characters. Indeed, he is completely fascinated
with her. I will tell you how it all came about. We were
walking together, Mr. Stillman, Fanny, and myself. Fanuy
had been unusually interesting, and I never saw her look so
beautiful before. Exercise had given unwonted lustre to her
eyes, and color to her cheeks. The gaze of Stillman followed
her, and I saw that she was exerting herself to please him.
When she parted with us, I said :
" ' Mr. Stillman, what do you think of Fanny ?'
" ' Why, I think that she is one of the most fascinating
women that I ever beheld.'
" ' I believe that she admires you quite as much.'
" * Do you, indeed ? why, that is quite tempting. If I wasn't
married already, I might profit by such condescension on her
part.'
'V Married, to be sure you are ; but that need make no dif-
ference. The church sanctions, and even promotes, the practice
of polygamy. I think that Fanny loves you well enough to be
happy even as your second wife.'
" He certainly looked pleased ; then a shadow crossed his
brow, and he said something, of which I only caught the last
word, and that was ' Louisa.'
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" ' If Louisa has the strength of mind, and the good sense
that I give her credit for, she will see the expediency and right-
eousness of the measure.'
" He shook his head, and said nothing.
" * Louisa,' I continued, * seems to be done bearing children.
She should imitate the examples of Leah and Rachel, who, under
the same circumstances, implored their husband to take other
partners, in order, thereby, to raise np a numerous progeny.'
" Mr. Stillman was too deeply absorbed in thought to
answer, and I left him, to have a talk with Fanny.
" ' Fanny,' said I, * Mr. Stillman is in love with you.'
" * In love with me, delightful,' said Fanny, clasping her
hands, ' I made a dead set at our Prophet B m, but little
Emily yonder cut me out, though I know that she hates the old
fellow like poison.'
" ' Well now, Fanny, to be serious, do you really like Mr.
Stillman well enough to become his wife, his second wife, for
you know that he has another ?'
'" As to that,' said Fanny, *I concluded a month since that
if I ever married, it would be as a second wife.'
" ' Indeed, and what led you to that sage conclusion V
" ' Selfish conclusion, you might have said,' she answered,
' but little experience as I have had in the world, I am very
well convinced that no man would be satisfied with one wife,
where custom sanctioned the possession of two. Now- it must
be excessively mortifying to the first wife to have another,
brought in to share her empire and honors, and no less sat^'?fac-
tory must it be to the vanity of the second, to find herself pre-
ferred to that station. Then only think how jealous the first
wife must be, while that very jealousy would be a matter of
amusement to the second, as a tacit acknowledgment of her suc-
cessful rivalship, and, consequently, superior charms.'
" * I see, Fanny, that you wouldn't refuse the addresses of Mr.
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Stillman, aud I think that he would make a very good
match/
" *I think so too, and then it would be fun alive to plague that
proud wife of his. I always like to see your stiff, haughty
things humiliated. Why, Louisa actually insulted me to my
face the other day.'
'' * How so V I inquired.
" ' Oh, it don't matter,' said Fanny, ' but I thought then that
I'd get the better of her. Oh, 'twill be too good ;' and she
laughed and danced about like the very impersonation of mis-
chief"
"And is it possible that you could encourage the match under
these circumstances ?" said I to Mrs. Bradish. *' It will render
Louisa, your friend, miserable for life, and I confess my inability
to perceive who is likely to be rendered happier thereby."
" We don't expect happiness in this world, and whether or
Qot we enjoy it in the next, depends on the self-denial we prac-
tise here," said Mrs. Bradish ; and she Walked away.
Several days passed away, and I heard no more about the
wedding. I had observed, however, that Mr. Stillman and
Fanny were frequently together, on which occasions, Fanny
would invariably contrive to pass where Louisa could not help
but see them. At length Mrs. Bradish came to me one day.
" She 's found it all out," said the lady.
" Who ? found out w^iat ?" I answered.
"Louisa, I mean, has discovered that her husband is about
taking another wife."
"I could only sigh."
" You take it solemnly yet, and so did she, poor thing ;
Fanny, the rogue, rather overdid her part. In order that her
triumph over Louisa might be complete, she told Margaret
Shuff that Mr. Stillman sought her hand, and that she had pro-
mised to give him a decisive answer that evening. As Fanny
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anticipated, Margaret carried the news to Louisa, whose heart
was already burning with hate and jealousy."
"'They had better take care,' said Louisa, looking like. a
thunder-cloud, 'Fan Simpkins is a little too naean and con-
temptible for anything ; if my husband had chosen a respectable
woman I might * ; but she did not finish the sentence.
Under any circumstances, the idea of her husband possessing
another wife would haye driven her nearly to distraction.
"And knowing this, as you did, Mrs. Bradisb, how could you
advise her husband to take another ?"
" Because the happiness of an individual, especially when that
happiness depends on a wrong estimate of the relative and social
duties and privileges of life, sinks into comparative nothingness
when compared with the prosperity and well-being of the
Church."
" Oh, Mrs. Bradish, 1 can't bear to hear you argue in that
manner, said I, it seems cruel and heartless." .
" When the wagons halted at noon, it occurred to me that I
had better call on Louisa, and if she mentioned the circum-
stance, endeavor to reconcile her to the match," she continued.
" Louisa was preparing dinner. Mr. and Mrs. StlUman, sen
Mrs. Beardsley and the children were beside her. She barely
saluted me, and her eyes had such a wild, staring, ghostly
expression, that I was half frightened."
" ' Where is Mr Stillman V I inquired, by way of breaking the
ice, ' I see that he is not of your party.'
" ' We see very little of him now,' said Mrs. Beardsley, snap-
ping her knitting needles, and black eyes at the same time.
" ' Well, it's too bad,' said Mrs. Stillman, sen., ' I'd no idea
that so steady a man, and admirable husband, would ever give
way to such a doctrine of devils.'
" 'It's too bad,' echoed the old man, *but as to its being a
doctrmo of deyils, I don't know about that.'
The Mischief Maker. 205
" For the first time in twenty years the old gentleman had
ventured to disagree in opinion with his wife ; no wonder that
her astonishment precluded a rebuke.
" ' To what do you allude V I inquired, in pretended ignorance.
" ' Fan Sirapkins, that despicable creature/ said Louisa, * has
betrayed my husband,' and that was all she could say ; yet she
didn't weep, didn't cry, nor sob, nor moan, but looked at her
children like one demented,"
" I don't know how you could have the heart to witness her
misery, I said." '
" ' It's just as I told Louisa it would be,' continued Mrs.
Beardsley, ' her husband was no better than other men, but she
wouldn't believe me ; said he was too much attached to her, and
so on ; men, however, are all alike.'
" ' Not exactly, neither,' said Mrs. Stillman, sen., * grandpapa
here, wouldn't think of wanting a young wife, would you, dear V
" ' Oh, I reckon not ;' but there was a tone of indecision in his
voice that forcibly struck me, and I mentally exclaimed,
" Before a twelvemonth we shall see."
" * I tell Louisa,' continued Mrs. Beardsley, ' that now the
worst has come to the worst — she'll have to make the best of it.
If she'd took my advice in the first place.' —
" * But as it is, Mrs. Beardsley, it will work round for the best.
We have the promise, and Louisa should not be so selfish as to
refuse sharing the blessings of a good husband with a sister in
the faith/ said I. * We have no reason to suppose that Mr.
Stillman has experienced any diminution of affection for her,
though he finds- it to be his duty to contribute more effectually
to the prosperity of the church by contracting another connec-
tion.'
*' Louisa moved round mechanically like one in a trance. I saw
that some settled purpose had taken possession of her mind,
though of its nature I had no definite idea. Mr. Stillman came
206 Female Life among the Mormons.
up just as the two families were finishing their dinner. He
seemed unusually merry, joked his mother about her cap, told
Mrs. Beardsley that he had just made the acquaintance of a
smart widower ; asked Louisa what was the matter, that she had
advanced ten years at least in age during the past two days.
Ko one seemed to partake his hilarity, however, neither was
any allusion made in my presence to his approaching nuptials."
Here Mr. Ward came up and told us that the scouts had
descried an encampment of Indians a few miles ahead, but whe-
ther friends or foes remained undecided.
"And it don't make much difference which," said Mrs. Bra
dish. " Indians and buffaloes are the poetry of camp life."
The rumor that Indians were about excited no little agitation
among the women. Usually gay groups of girls and children
were out walking beside the wagons, or running over the mea-
dows to botanize, or gathering pebbles and geological specimens
from the hill-sides, or bottoms of the streams.
" Oh ! dear Lord !" cried one. ** Indians round, and my gals
out walking. They'll be captivated — I know they will."
Another one, catching her Fun-b«nnet in her hand, ran a few
paces from the wagons, and then stopping suddenly screamed,
*' ludians I Indians !" with all her might. Th^n, running on ft
short distance further, again stopped, and again brought her
voice into requisition. The young people heard her (indeed she
could easily have been heard a mile), and came flocking to the
wagons like a bevy of young partridges, just as we discerned
some dark-looking objects sweeping over the hills at some dis-
tance. There was an abundance of fresh horse-tracks, and
several carcases of buffaloes, from which the valued parts had
been removed, were lying about. We went on quickly and
cautiously, Harmer, and the other horsemen, in advance, with
loaded rifles. In a few minutes more the Indians were rapidly
approaching on their half-wild horses. At first there did not
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appear to be more than twenty-five or thirty, but group after
group darted into view on the tops of the hills, till all the emin-
ences seemed in motion, and in a few minutes, three or four
hundred were scouring over the plains. They certainly looked
picturesque, adorned with paint and feathers, and the manes and
tails of their horses nearly sweeping the ground. Harmer and
his companions had levelled their rifles, and I was expecting to
see a general, and, perhaps, bloody engagement, when Buckley
recognized, and addressed the chief in his own language. The
savage seemed astonished, and, swerving his horse a little,
passed by at full speed ; then wheeled, ^nd check'mg his steed,
returned Buckley's salutation. They proved to be a Pawnee
village, among whom Buckley had resided some time as a tra
der. We were soon in the midst of the band, and as several of
our company understood something of their language, the con-
versation became general and exceedingly animated. The chief
pointed out to us his village at some distance on our right, and
showed us a herd of buffalo, just discernible, like a dark streak
on the horizon, which he -said they were going to surround.
They had been making a large circuit in order to avoid giving
the animals an alarm, when they discovered our approach. In
ten or fifteen minutes the women came galloping up on their
horses ; they followed the men to assist in cutting and carrying
the buffalo meat. As the wind was blowing very strong and
fresh, the chief modestly requested us to halt, as he feared
that we might raise the herd. We therefore stopped ; the men
dismounted, and, as the night was rapidly approaching, it was
proposed to form an encampment. One of the elders interfered
to prevent this, saying that he had a revelation that we were in
ilanger from the Indians. Here B m interposed that the
saints were always in danger, but that it had been revealed to
him that no harm should befall them on the present occasion,
and so it was decided to remain.
208 Female. Life among the Mormons.
Meanwhile, the Indians were busily engaged in the work of
destraction. Having separated into two bodies, one party pro-
ceeded directly across the prairie towards the hills, in an
extended line, while the other went oflf in an opposite direction,
and instantly the chase commenced. The buffalo started for the
hills, but were intercepted, and driyen back, where they met the
hunters approaching from the opposite direction. Clouds of
dust soon covered the whole scene, preventing us from having
other than an occasional view. At length the whole scene
faded in the distance, and I turned away to busy myself in the
domestic affair of prepj^ring supper.
During my culinary operations Louisa Stillman came in, and,
seating herself on a low chair, bowed mournfully with her face
on her hands.
** You are in trouble, Mrs. Stillman ?" said I. "
*' I am,'' she answered. " A trouble of which I never dreamed,
deep, horrible and awful, has come upon me."
I could find no words in which to console or sympathize with
her, and so remained silent.
" Mrs. Ward," she said, " I have come to ask a favor of you
— a very great favor. You are not one of them, and hence I
have confidence that you must feel for me.''
" Indeed I do sympathize with you, Mrs. Stillman," I answered.
" I knew — I knew it ! and so I have come to you."
" In what way can I assist you," I inquired.
" They tell me," she answered, " that my husband and Fan.
Simpkins meet to-night to appoint a day for their marriage.
Certain it is, that they are to meet in that little grove of pop-
lars yonder. Now I wish to know the worst. This suspense is
more dreadful than the blackest reality, and so I have come
to ask you to accompany me to a place of concealment near by,
where I can hear their conversation, and be made acquainted
with their schemes." ^
The Listeners. 209
" But, Mrs. Stillman," I began, for my mind rather recoiled
from so dishonorable an act as private listening, " is there no
other way by which your cariosity could be satisfied ?'*
" No other, no other," she replied, bitterly. *' Nothing else
will satisfy me. I must know what he says — what he says to
her — yes, to her."
"And then?"
" If he loves me no longer," — she hesitated, and her counte-
nance assumed an expression that was frightful to behold.
" Well, Mrs. Stillman, I can go with you, if you so earnestly
desire it, though I am. doubtful whether the knowledge thus
obtained will conduce to your hapj)iness."
" It cannot add to my misery ; then, too, 1 shall be relieved
from this torturing suspense."
Tears sprang to my eyes.
*' And Mrs. Bradish," she continued, " my old and valued
friend, through whose persuasion and influence we were induced
to emigrate, advised my husband to this step. That seems the
crudest of all."
** It is cruel," said I, " and how any woman can have the
heart to look with such cool indifference on the miseries of
another, is a mystery to me."
Supper was soon ready, but Louisa refused to eat, saying
that she had no appetite. Mr. Ward endeavored to entertain
us with some Indian anecdotes, but no one manifestea any incli-
nation to support the conversation, and so we relapsed into
a gloomy silence.
At length the supper was over, the children put to bed, and
the usual arrangements made for the night, when I informed Mr.
Ward that I wished to go out. He consented, only requesting
me not to-be long absent.
Louisa took my arm, and we went out The deep shadows of
evening lay over the camp, whose large white tents and white
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covered wagons presented a strange and unique appearance.
" This way," whispered Louisa " we can pass alpng here with-
out being observed."
We descended into a deep, yet narrow hollow, probably fifty
yards from the camp, and, following it for a short distance, came
suddenly to the rear of a poplar grove. Concealing ourselves
behind a huge tree, which the tempest had overturned, we pre-
pared to await the approach of the lovers. We were not neces-
sitated to wait long. Steps were heard approaching, 4hen a
light merry laugh burst on our tears, accompanied by words like
the following : " Oh, fie, you don't expect me to believe that
you, who have been a-married man these ten years ?"
Louisa trembled like a leaf.
" Well, what of that ?" said a voice that I knew to be Still-
man's.
" What of it ? sure enough. You try to make out that my
presence is necessary to your happiness. Haven't you never been
happy ? Your wife is beautiful, gentle, and loving. You have
fine children. Can't you be happy with them, and without me ?"
" Fanny," returned her companion, " how can you doubt my
love ? Ever since I first saw you — ever since I first thought of
you, you have been my world, my heaven ; your presence to me
was what the sun is to the earth, and all is void and darkness
without you. For your love, I would sacrifice my life, — I would
change my%ery nature, if possible, if thereby I could render
myself more agreeable to you. Wife, children, friends are noth-
ing, nothing in comparison with your love."
I shuddered at these words, so deeply, coldly cruel, and
fraught with such horrible treason against an innocent and lov-
ing family ; but Louisa uttered one wild, thrilling scream, and
fell over with her face to the earth. That scream t — I could
never describe it ; it was unlike any other human sound that I
ever heard. It seemed the utterance of a long pent, unspeaka-
The Voice of Nature will be Heard, 311
ble agony ; the wail of a heart bowed and broken in utter
despair. No wonder that the lovers started from their seats ;
and, turning round, Mr. Stillman beheld me and his prostrate
wife.
" What's all this mean ?" he said, in an angry voice.
" It means that your unpardonable levity has murdered your
wife," I answered.
" And has my wife so far forgot herself as to act the eaves-
dropper ?" he replied, tartly.
" Let's leave these pleasant people to enjoy the discovery
they have made," said Fan, taking hold of his arm.
Mr. Stillman was turning away, when I called to him to stop.
** Your wife, here, requires assistance," said I ; "Do you prefer
that vain, haughty, coquettish thing, to the mother of your
children ?'' He turned round, looking somewhat abashed.
Louisa had not yet risen from the ground, but lay in a death-
like swoon. I raised her head on my lap, loosened her gar-
ments, and chafed her burning hands. At length she opened
her eyes, like one just awaking from a horrible dream. Still-
man had approached, and was bending over her, his broad
bosom heaving with emotion, whife Fanny stood, with a mock-
ing curl on her lips, a few paces distant. *' Is it you, my hus-
band ?" she said, faintly. " I dreamed that you had deserted
me — that you no longer loved me. It is not so, is it ? — say,
dearest ?'^
" Oh I no, no 1'^ said the miserable man, groaning with
agony.
"You know," continued Louisa, "that we have not been
married a great many years, and yet how happy we have always
been, in our old home, there beside the beautiful lake, where lit-
tle Ada was born and died ? Methiuks I see it now, with its
beautiful green lawn and maple woods, intersected by well-worn
paths ? Don't you remember it, my husband ?"
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" Yes, yes !"
" And how sick I was, and how you watched over me, night
after night, fearing, as you said, that I would die ; then all your
care and tenderness when I began to recover. Oh ! my hus-
band, I have not forgotten it."
There was a sound marvellously like weeping.
"Mr. Stillman," said Fanny, haughtily, "is it your pleasure
to return ?"
Louisa caught the words ; half rising, &he cried impetuously,
" Leave us, leave him ! you vile, wicked creature f and then
she continued talking to her husband, and calling up the memory
of old times. " I know I was not worthy of such love and ten-
derness as you lavished upon me — that I was impetuous and
passionate, and sometimes found fault without occasion, and I
well know that I am plain, with very few of good looks to
recommend me. I am not so bright and talented as some, and
I am no longer young, and yet I loved you, my husband, with
my whole heart and soul. 1 never knew what love, or life, or
happiness was till I beheld you, and you have been the sum
total of my world for years and years. There are many women
far more beautiful, and rich, and gifted, yet they couldn't, they
wouldn't love you as I have done."
He bent over her drooping form ; it was too dark to discern
clearly, but I fancied that their lips met.
" I often thought that I wasn't good enough for you, and yet
I studied to make your home happy, and be to you all that a
wife could be, and you were happy and satisfied with me, my
husband ; were you not ?"
" I was, I was ; Heaven knows that I was," he answered.
" And we will be happy again. Fanny can never be to me
what you have been, though her beauty pleased my fancy, and
my vanity was excited by her preference ; and then that woman,
your friend, Louisa, advised me to take another wife."
Fond Hearts Re-United. 213
** I know it, I know it," said Louisa. " Heaven grant that I
may find it in my heart to forgive her,"
I looked around for Fanny ; she was gone.
" I cannot live to see you married to another," she said.
" No, my husband, kill me outright ere you do this. It would
be a mercy, a blessing to relieve me from such unspeakable
misery."
•i* Well, you never shall see it," he answered, seriously. " No,
my wife, I have done wrong, have been weak, and silly, and
foolish, but they told me that you wouldn't care, that you cared
nothing particular about me, and I suffered myself to be
tempted and deceived."
Louisa still held him fast in her arms.
" And those cruel words you were saying," she whispered.
" What were they ? I forget," he said. " I have been drunk,
fascinated, intoxicated with a wild, unholy passion, but your
words have recalled me to reason. The illusion has vanished.
I find in your love something real and tangible, something that
I never will sacrifice to a mere passiug fancy for another
woman, come what will."
♦' I blame myself more than you," continued Louisa ; " blame
myself that I ever consented to emigrate with this people,
knowing their habits of polygamy as I did, and knowing, too,
that I could never live to see you married to another. The
idea of that is infinitely more painful to me than povei-ty or
want could ever be. But I loved you sp deeply, and placed
such great confidence in your love for me, that I never dreamed
such a thing could possibly occur. Oh I my husband, I judged
you by myself, fancying that it would be quite as impossible for
you to love another, as it would be for me."
Stillman was deeply affected. He had loved his wife with all
the tenderness of which his heart was susceptible. They had
lived very happily together, and now that her words had
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recalled the memory of the past, he felt how much and how
deeply he had wronged her,
** I feel that I have wronged you, grievously wronged you,"
he said, his cheeks wet with tears, and his bosom heaving with
deep emotions. " I ought never to have thought of marrying
again, because, however right it might be to possess two wives, if
it had been distinctly understood by all parties beforehand that
such was to be the case, no man should insult a first wife, whom
he had married with an express understanding, * to keep himself
to her, and to her alone,' by introducing a second to share her
privileges and honors. I now see just where I stood," he con-
tinued ; " and now, my dear wife, I love you better than before,
better than I ever did. Put that love to the test ; there is
nothing that I will not cheerfully undergo to satisfy you ;
nothing that I will not promise as a recompense for the pain I
have given you. Bid me swear that I will never again speak to
Fanny, or propose marriage under any circumstances, to any
woman whatever, and I will take the oath, nor ever break it
while I draw the breath of life."
He threw himself at her feet as he spoke ; I felt, I knew that
he must be sincere.
Louisa embraced him tenderly, and took his hands within her
own. "Oh I my husband," she said, " you make me too happy,
too happy ; you are, then, mine, and mine alone. And this is
all that I ask of you : promise me, that while I live, you will
never marry another^ that you will always remain in deed and
thought true to me."
He did as she bade him, and then, arm in arm and heart to
heart, they sat in the cool shadows in all the blessedness of
re-vivified affection.
Feeling that my presence might possibly be a constraint, I left
them, and stole back to our camp alone and unnoticed, yet with
a sensation of happiness altogether indescribable.
The Disappointed Match-Maker. 215
I found Mrs. Bradish conversing with Mr. Ward. She had
been informing him of the wedding likely to take place through
her auspices. "Why, bless my heart I" she exclaimed when I
entered, " why, you look as if you had just come from a
wedding. What remarkably pleasant thing has happened ?"
"I have come from a scene better than any wedding," I
replied; "the reconciliation of husband and wife. Louisa,
your friend," I continued, addressing Mrs. Bradish, "is a
happier woman to-night than she has been recently."
" Explain yourself," said the lady.
" I mean just what I say, that Louisa Stillman is a happy
woman, and than Fan Simpkins may die an old maid. And
that I am so delighted to think the abominable match is
broken off."
" Broken ofif ! Fan Simpkins' match broken off, when I pro-
posed and advised it I Pray, Mrs. Ward, whose influence has
interfered to prevent the consummation of my wishes ?"
"Divine Providence, I believe, that opened Mr. Stillman's
eyes to the heinousness of the crime he was about to commit."
" Pshaw I in two days' time he will change his mind. Fan
can manage him, I'll warrant."
" On the contrary, Mrs. Bradish, he has taken a solemn oath
never to marry another woman while Louisa lives ; I was a
witness to it."
Mrs. Bradish shook her head and murmured, "We shall see/'
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CHAPTER XXIV.
LOVE IN THE WILDERNESS.
LOYE in a wilderness — flirtations in a camp — bow agreeably
tbey diversify tbe monotony of a long journey. A courtship
carried on among Indians and buffalo — on the banks of rivers,
at the feet of mountains, and in the bosom of rolling prairies —
possesses, at least, the charm of novelty. So thought Harraer
and Emily. And then it seemed so natural — so like the birds
and gazelles — to love under such circumstances. What heart
could avoid it? they could not. When their cosy '' iete-d-fete"
was interrupted by some plumed and painted Indian, what could
be more natural than for him to throw his arms about her, or
for her to cling to him for protection? When the elders had
retired to their tents, and the watch to their station, what
could be more natural than for them to seek a cosy retreat
beside a pile of burning embers, and whisper the soft nonsense,
which, however silly to the lookers-on, is extremely interesting to
all parties concerned ?
'* Come, Emily," said Harmer, " come sit down here by the
fire. The brethren have finished their discussion on theology,
and the old ladies their pipes and snuff."
Emily rather hesitated. The young man threw his arm
around her, and drew her towards him.
" Come, I want to tell you something."
Emily suffered bis embrace, and the whisper sounded marvel-
ously like a kiss.
Courting by the Camp-Fire 211.
" Oh, Emily," he continued, passionately, " why do you keep
me in suspense ? Have I not sworn to renounce all my former
tastes and habits and inclinations, because my wandering life was
disagreeable to you ? Have I not consented to make any sacri-
fice which you can demand ? What more can you ask ? You
certainly cannot doubt my sincerity ?"
" I have no doubts of your sincerity," said Emily. " Whew I
what a shower of ashes ;" and she sprang from the arms of her
lover. The^wind, suddenly changing, had .blown a hurricane of
sparks and ashes over them. Harmer quickly followed, and
both took a position to leeward.
*' What were you saying, love ?"
" That I h Sid no doubts of your sincerity, so far as the present
time is concerned ; but your mind may change — that is what I
fear. My husband must be domestic — I should moan and
grieve, and perhaps die in his absence ; and you — you have
become so deeply attached to a pioneer life, it seems to me
impossible that you should ever settle down and be contented."
" Because you depreciate your influence, my love," he
answered. " Oh, you can make me anything — anything. Your
power over me has something of the miraculous in it. Say that*
you will be mine. Oh, say Confound the ashes !"
Emily burst out laughing ; for the wind, having' veered again,
sent another shower of ashes and sparks directly in their faces.
Again they found it necessary to change their positions ; and,
being comfortably seated, resumed the conversation.
" I am not rich," said Harmer ; " I have neither gold nor
silver nor fine houses. I can offer you nothing better than a
hunter's lodge, at least till we get our farms cleared, and our
dwellings made in that fine country to which we are journeying ;
and yet, Emily, the homeliest dwelling with love, is preferable
to a palace without."
Emily sighed. ^
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218 Female Life among the Mormon&
" Pardon me, Emilj," he said, *' but I have something on my
mind which I must tell you. Two of the men were talking of
you to-day."
" Of me I what did they say of me ?"
" Be patient, and you shall hear. They said that B m,
our leader, was enamored of you ; that you hated and despised
him ; but, notwithstanding this, you had consented to become
his wife, for the consideration and importance that station would
give you, as he had promised to exalt you above the others,
something like chief sultana in the Turkish harems."
Emily, laughed outright. "A very fine story," she said,
" most admirably contrived. But were they the counsellors of
the Prophet, or how were they made acquainted with his priva^te
affairs ?"
"Emily, it grieves me exceedingly to see you turn such a
licrious affair into mirth."
Emily laughed still louder. " There's nothing serious about
it ; those fellows made it all up as they went along. Chief sul-
tana, indeed — how ridiculous."
" But hasn't B m ever sought your hand ?"
" Oh, he has paid me much attention— has offered me several
presents, though I always refused to accept them — has invited
me to ride with him, and otherwise manifested a partiality for my
company, though he never made a formal proposal for my hand."
" And, suppose that he had ?"
" Well, suppose it."
" Would you have accepted him ?"
" Pshaw 1 Mr. Harmer, you are not a priest, and this would
make a strange confessional. Heigho."
A gust of smoke filled the atmosphere with insalubrious soot
and vapor.
"But I want to know," said Harmer, "whether you would
marry B m, or not ?"
A True Woman. 219
" Fie I Mr. Harmer, you are getting jealous."
Harmer looked as if going into a fit of sulks. Emily had a
spice of the coquette in her disposition. She dearly loved to
tease and vex her lover ; but she was fond of him, after all. She
would tantalize him until he got angry, and then caress and coax
him into good-humor.
" Now, don't get mad," she said, when his brow began to
lower. " Don't get mad, and I will tell you all about it."
The gallant ranger slipped his arm familiarly around her
waist.
" Now, what will you tell me ?"
" That nothing on earth should ever induce me to marry that
man, who has three wives already."
Harmer clasped her in his arms.
" Stay ; I have not done speaking yet," said Emily. '' 1
should fear to marry any man among the Mormons ; because, in
a few years, or perhaps months, he would weary of me and take
another wife — that is something I couldn't bear."
" And yon fear this of me ?" said Harmer.
" Of you, of every man, who lives in a state of society where
polygamy is admissible."
*' Oh ! Emily, then you doubt my love."
" Not exactly, but many men, and might we not say with pro-
priety, that all men have a passion for variety ? Your love for
me to-day, is no proof of what may be the state of your feelings
in years to come. Urge me not ; I will be your sister, your
friend, anything with honor that you wish me to be, except your
wife, and that is impossible under the present circumstances."
"And your objection is, because you fear that some time
hence, I might fancy that another wife would increase my happi-
ness V
" Even so," and Emily hid her face in his bosom.
" Well, I love you ten times better for it, after all," said the
220 Female Life among the Mormons.
manly ranger, " ten times better. You want your husband to be
all your own. You have no idea of sharing his caresses and
affections with a rival. You are a true woman, and your
woman's heart is worth possessing. Look up, love, and I will
tell you what we can do."
Emily looked up, smiling through her tears.
"We shall soon be at our journey's end," he said. "When
we have crossed those dark mountains which appear in the
horizon, we shall enter the borders of the Promised Land. You
know, love, that polygamy belongs essentially to the Mormon
system, so we will leave the Mormons ; we will go back to those
States, where the laws have made bigamy a capital offence.
There you can have no fears on that account."
" What I and travel this long distance over again."
" You object, then," said Harmer ; " you do not love me."
"Be reasonable," returned Emily, "many things are to be
taken into consideration. I have not objected ; neither do I
give an unqualified assent."
Harmer was a fine specimen of the Western Ranger, tall,
stout-built, and athletic ; accustomed to severe exercise, and
passionately fond of buffalo-hunting and life on the prairie. He
had never dreamed of love until the fair Emily crossed his path.
At first, he thought her wondrously beautiful, and gazed upon
her with much the same sensations as he gazed upon a beautiful
bird or flower. This could not last, however, and long before
he was aware of the true nature of his feelings, his eyes were
for ever wandering off in search of Emily, and he experienced in
her presence a new and indefinable emotion of bliss.
Emily could not be insensible to his preference, and her heart
soon became deeply interested in the handsome Ranger, yet she
remembered the fate of her mother, and took good care that her
passions should alway remain subservient to reason and judgment,
" I can't possibly perceive what objection you can have to
She Would aj?d She Wouldn^t. 221
returning with me to the settlements," continued Harraer, "I
think jou told me that Mr. and Mrs. Stillman are not your
parents."
" They are not my parents.
" You were an orphan, then ?"
" Yes ; an orphan."
^ " And inclined to die an old maid ?"
"Now you are getting silly again."
" No such thing ; you refuse to marry in the Mormon country,
but at the same time prefer to remain in it; what else can I
make of it, only that you wish to die an old maid ?"
"You misapprehend me altogether," said Emily, "but it
makes very little difiference. I trust we shall always be very
good friends."
" Friends I" echoed Harmer. " Emily, is that all ?"
Again she buried her face in his bosom. Dearly as she loved
Harmer — and she did love him dearly, she almost feared to
entrust her happiness to his keeping. Life on the prairies had
little charms for her. Could she be contented in a hunter's
lodge, living in Indian style, with none of the luxuries and very
few of the comforts of civilization. Sleeping on skins, dressed
in the rudest manner, feeding on roots and roasted buffalo-meat,
a companion for female savages, and cut off from all intercourse
with her race ? Even for love, she could not consent to all this;
true, he had promised to abandon his border life, but then the
query arose, would he be happy and contented under such a
change of habits ? would her society console him permanently
for the loss of all those pleasures, incident to a life of wild roving
independence, and the spirit-stirring scenes of border strife ?
Would he not become wearied with the dull monotony of toil
and agriculture ? and would it not be her miserable fate to pine
over his absence, or witness his dissatisfaction and discontent ?
Full of these thoughts, it is not at all surprising that she was
222 Female Life among the Mormons.
never ready to return a decided answer to Ms suit, or that she
mentally ejaculated times without number,. " Oh' I I love the
man, but not his way of life. Had he been some farmer's son,
had he been brought up in entire ignorance of Indians and
buffaloes, how happy we might have been."
By this time the fire had all burned out. There was neither
coals nor living embers. Emily proposed retiring.
"Kot yet, Emily," answered the lover. " I am so happy
when near you, that I never wish to be absent for a moment.
I love you so truly — oh ! so truly — there is something so extra-
ordinary and unexpected in my attachment, that it seenis impos-
sible that you should doubt its fervor and lasting nature."
"And perhaps," said Emily, though her heart belied what
she was about to utter, " perhaps you have breathed the same
vows to another before you saw me."
" Oh ! Emily, how you wrong me ; me, who scarcely ever
spoke to a woman, and certainly cared no more for them than
for female buffaloes."
" A true hunter's smiile," said Emily, laughing.
"I never knew the language by which men of the world
address the objects of their love," said Harmer. " I am utterly
ignorant of all fine talking, and what I say my heart dictates;
my words may be uncouth, or inexpressive, or unsuitable; yet
they are, they must be sincere. Oh ! believe me, Emily, I
would lay down my life to make you happy."
"I do not doubt you," whispered Emily, "but a shower is
rising, even now it begins to rain. Let me go to the tent."
" And you wiU meet me again to-morrow night ?"
" Guess so."
And after kissing her hand, her arm, her neck, her bosom,
and her eyes, he suffered her to depart.
The Power of the Will. 223
CHAPTER XXV.
A wife's trouble.
WE rested several days in the neighborhood of some sylvan
bluffs lying along the outskirts of a dark range of moun-
tains. Rest had become actually necessary to preserve the lives
of our weared and jaded animals. Some of these had already
died from fatigue and over-exertion, others had been killed for
food, a few had strayed, and several had been stolen ; so that
our original number was greatly diminished. Some of the
women, and many of the children, were sick, or rather worn out
by the toils and fatigues incident to a long journey. Mrs. Bra-
dish, however, was lively and active as at first. " She didn't
want rest, not she ; she would much prefer going on. If people
would only be resolute, and make up their minds not to become
sick and wearied, they never would become so,"
" And do you suppose that if they were to make up their
minds not to die, that they would live for ever ?"
" That's quite another thing, and yet I believe that conceit
has killed many a one. It requires the exercise of a strong will
to be sure, but I have certainly performed many marvellous
cures on myself, without the intervention of a drop of medicine.
You need not laugh, the disease was actual and real, and so was
the cure."
" What were the diseases ?"
" Cough, fever, dysentery, and such like."
I could scarcely refrain from laughing.
254 Female Life among the Mormons.
" You cured these diseases by the simple exercise of a strong
will," I said.
" Yes ; and working them off."
" Working them off ?"
"To be sure ; there is nothing remarkable in that. Yoi^
know that I had servants, and consequently was not necessi-
tated to ever lift a finger in any kind of toil, but when I discovered
that my health was suffering, J^ went right straight at the har-
dest kind of work, washed, scrubbed, worked in the garden, and
all such things, keeping my will firm and resolute meanwhile,
that I would not be sick, and in this way I always recovered ;
and it was much better, too, than to sit in idleness, and swallow
doses of nauseous medicine."
" To be sure it was."
" I think now that if all these sick and complaining ones
would just resolve to go on steadily, they could do so as well as
not. Why, I have come as far as any, and my strength hasn't
failed as I can perceive."
"Mrs. Beardsley is very ill," I remarked.
" And Fan has made a dead set at Mr. Stillman, sen.," said
Mrs. Bradish laughing. '" She's determined to have one or the
other."
" Impossible I"
" Why is it impossible ? To me it seems very natural. Fan
declares that she won't die an old maid, and that she won't
marry any man who has not another wife."
" A strange taste truly."
" Oh ! she gives the best of reasons."
" I should like to hear them."
"Well, she is a kind of coquette, you know, and she thinks it
must be delightful to triumph over a first wife. I suppose she
will esteem it a great achievement to make a conquest of that
old man."
Blissful Ignorance. 225
" Very like ; and yet what an abominable disposition."
Mrs. Bradish laughed.
" You will persist in viewing things according to the old stan-
dard," she said.
"J[ hope and pray that Fan will be disappointed again, but
what does poor old Mrs. Stillman say ?"
" Oh I I can't tell half that she said, nor which felt the worst,
she or Louisa."
" But how did it come about pray ?"
''Why, Fan, of course, was mortified at her failure in secur-
ing Mr. Stillman, jun., not that she loved him, or cared any-
thing about his affections, but she longed to humiliate Louisa,
who she conceived had insulted her. She was outrageous at the
result of Stillman's meeting with his wife in the grove that
night, but swallowing her disappointment with admirably-
affected indifference, she secretly vowed revenge. I inquired
what she was up to, but she shook her head and laughed. You
know how excessively fond the old man, Stillman, has been of
his wife."
" He has always appeared fond of her."
"I always doubt such demonstrations of affection," said Mrs.
Bradish. "The old man is really too weak and silly to feel
much attachment for any one. Did you ever observe how he
always echoes the old woman's words ?"
" I have observed it."
" Wasn't it ridiculous ? Yet the silly old coot couldn't think
of anything himself ; and never was a husband so decidedly hen-
pecked, and at the same time in such blissful ignorance of it, as
this same gentleman. It was a common talk everywhere and
with everybody, that ' his wife wore the breeches," but he stre-
nuously denied it, af&rming that he always did on all occasions
just as he pleased."
*' ' But papa is pleased to act in accordance with my wishes,'
10*
226 Female Life ajiong the Mormons.
she would say complacently. ' Papa is aware that I always
advise him for the best.' * She always advises for the best/
the old man would answer, and no one ventured to dispute it.
But if a man w^nt there to purchase a cow, a horse, or, in fact
anything, 'mother' must be consulted about the bargain.* If
any cash was wanted, * mother ' must be requested to get it,
as she only knew where it was kept. . If he went out of an even-
ing, ' mother' must be informed where he is going, and just how
long he would be gone, but the idea of his having a secret would
have driven her at once into strong hysterics. I told Fan
something about the old fellow's habit of subservience to his
wife, and it tickled her amazingly. * You know,' she said,
' that these silly old wretches are always excessively vain. I
see a way to manage him famously, but won't the old woman
explode, -won't she blow up. I declare it's ^o good. The very
thought half kills me.'
" * May be you'll get jilted again,' I remarked.
" * Let me alone for that,' she answered laughing.
" A short time after this," continued Mrs. Bradish, " I called
on the Stillmans, and found that something unusual had occur-
red. Louisa, though so recently reconciled to her husband, was
weeping violently. Old Mrs. Stillman looked indescribably, and
Mrs. Beardsley was thanking her stars that she had no man to
be worried about. They refused to admit me to their confi-
dence, however, and I soon bade them adieu, and seeking Fan,
demanded to know what new mischief she had been perpetrat-
ing. Her eyes sparkled with malice and pleasure, as she
answered :
" 'I have been sending that old fellow a billet-doux. The
first that he ever received in his life, I presume. Probably the
old lady has got on the track of it,' and she shook with suppres
scd laughter.
*M was really astonished at her boldness.
Snake Indians and their Captive. 22t
*' * Oh, you needn't look surprised ; it was admirable, I assure
you — filled with love from top to bottom. I copied it from a
book ; here it is,' and she drew a small volume from her pocket.
* That one there, with the leaf turned down. Don't you think
the«old fellow's eyes snapped when he read it V
" ' Shouldn't wonder, I replied,' perusing the precious epistle,
t^hich ended by asking an interview.
" ' I knew,' said Fan, * that the old booby wouldn't have any
chance to write an answer. He says they watch him as cats
watch a mouse.'
" ' You have had some conversation with him already, then V
" ' Oh yes ; we have met several times,' she answered, * and I
have petted and caressed him till his head is fairly turned. Was
there ever a man that could resist a woman's caresses V "
"Well, Mrs. Bra4ish, whatever you may think of it, to me it
seems abominable ; and a system of religion that tolerates and
even approves such conduct, must be in the highest degree
impure."
" It all depends on getting used to it," said Mrs. Bradish,
" in the patriarchal age, the conduct of Fanny would have been
considered virtuous. Witness that of Kuth. In these times,
however, when the law, and public opinion both conspire to
indulge women in their ridiculous habits of jealousy, the case is
different. In Turkey, no woman considers herself slighted or
insulted because her husband chooses to take another com-
panion ; but yonder comes a party of Indians."
" Perhaps some of your old acquaintances."
'' I rather guess not," she answered, "but I mean to go and
Lave a talk with the chief."
They proved to be a war party of the Snakes, but what
chiefly interested us was a beautiful Arapahoe girl, whom they
had taken captive, and whom they expressed a determination
to sacrifice. The poor creature had evidently been treated with
228 Female Life among the Mormons.
the greatest rudeness, and huge scars on her back and limbs
bore testimony to the violence and cruelty of her captors. They
acted sulky, and we had occasion to suspect that they met with
unusual losses. All our party sympathized deeply with the poor
girl, and we endeavored to buy her ransom of the chief. t
" Why, you haven't got nothing that a warrior wants " he
said, " these, and these," pointing to the mules and horses, *' ain't
worth nothing."
We then offered him some tobacco and blankets, but he
steadfastly refused, saying that they were accustomed to annu-
ally immolate a human victim to their deity, and that they must
keep the girl for that purpose.
Emily, who had learned a few words of the Indian tongue,
drew near the sufferer and commenced a conversation, partly
oral, partly by signs. They presented a beautiful tableaux,
these two girls, each a representative of a race. The time is
night, the emigrant wagons and animals are in the back-ground.
A bright fire of logs is burning, just outside a row of tents, and
beyond gathers the party of plumed and painted savages. On
the other side is a group of white hunters, leaning, on their fire-
locks, with several large hounds crouching at their feet.
Between the two stand the girls, Emily robed in the habiliments
of civilization, her bright eyes sparkling, and every feature
betraying unusual and sympathetic interest ; while the young
Indian, nearly nude, displays her wounded arms and graceful
figure to the best advantage, and though perfectly conscious of
the horrible fate that awaits her, remembers likewise that the
blood of warriors is in her veins, and comports herself with the
dignity of a princess.
She informed Emily that her people had slain many^of the
Snakes, who came upon them suddenly; that she, the daughter
of the chief, was captured while out gathering Yampah roots for
food, that she expected to die, but would not weep. " No, Eth-
Attempts at Ransom. 229
leen will sing the death song of the brave, and her fathers will
welcome her to the happy island of the blest/' she said.
" But you would rather live," said Emily, with tears in her
eyes, " It is dreadful to die so young."
" Ethleen will sing the death song of the brave," she said
with a dignified aspect."
Mrs. Bradish, who deeply admired heroism, was much struck
with her manners and appearance.
"I say chief," she exclaimed, advancing to the foremost
savage, whose one lock of hair was decorated with the feathers
of the war eagle, while from a belt around his waist two or
three bloody scalpg were dangling.
" I say chief, that you must give this girl to me."
The chief shook his head, " Good squaw, can't."
" But you must," said Mrs. Bradish, " see here," and she dis-
played before him a keg of the fire-water.
The chief touched it contemptuously with his foot, " ugh."'
She then brought forth a quantity of glittering beads and
trinkets, and even added her valuable watch to the store of
baubles; but the Indian was not to be seduced fi^m his first
resolution, and manifestly regarded her tempting treasures with
the indiflference of a stoic.
At length, wearied and disgusted with his resolute bearing,
she abandoned the field with the determination to continue some
scheme to rescue the prisoner by stratagem.
Indian women are, generally speaking, far nglier than the
men. In many cases they are likewise more savage and barbar-
ous, Ethleen, however, had a Spanish look, and appeared
lovely even to civilized eyes. Mrs. Bradish sought the Prophet.
She wished, for particular reasons, to obtain his approbation.
The stately hierarch condescended to inform her, that it had
been revealed to hin^, that the Indian maiden was worthy of
rescue. She then summoned old Buckley, and a young man
230 Female Life among the Mormons.
named Charley Moore, and the three retired behind the tents
for consultation.. The .Indians, meanwhile, after receiving
various presents, departed with their captive.
CHAPTER XXYI.
AN UNEXPECTED ENCOUNTER.
ii'T WOXDER what that woman is up to now," said Mr.
JL Ward, as he saw Mrs. Bradish coming and going among
the tents. " I hope she isn't laying a plan to embroil us with
the Indians."
" She would hardly do that," I answered ; " and yet I
suspect that she designs to form some scheme by which to extri-
cate that Indian girl."
" She will hardly attempt so insane a project as that."
" There is no knowing."
" At any rate, I shall use my influence to prevent anything
^f the kind," said Mr. Ward ; "I will go immediately to
discourage it," and he left the tent.
He had been absent but a few minutes when Louisa entered.
Her face was swollen with weeping, and she appeared exces-
sively agitated. I readily conjectured the cause of her sorrow,
and bringing a chair, invited her to be seated.
"I have not time really, Mrs. Ward," she answered ; " I am
looking for mother Stillman. Have you seen anything of her ?"
I replied in the negative, and inquired how long she had been
absent.
^ " For some time, and father is really concerned about her, as
she is not in the habit of going out without his knowledge."
• The Intercepted Letter. 231
" It strikes me that her absence may be connected with the
affair of Fan Simpkins. Had you not thought of it ?"
"No,'' said Louisa. '*How dumb I am ; but here is a letter
that Fan sent to father, and which I verily believe will afford a
clue to the whole mystery. Here it is, I found it in mother's
reticule, though! have no idea that father has ever seen it."
" Well, what is it ?"
" It appoints an interview for this evening, by the spring, at
the foot of the Bluff. Now, I shouldn't wonder in the least if
mother had gone down there, with the idea of personating her
husband, or chastising Fan.'^
" But would she venture out, when the Indians were around."
" It's a great chance if she ever thought of the Indians at all,
she was so deeply agitated with passionate jealousy. However,
if you will accompany me, we will go down to the spring, and
see what is going on."
" Do you think it would be expedient under the circum-
stances ?"
" Certainly ; the Indians have all departed."
"But wouldn't it be better to inform your husband or
father ?"
Louisa shook her head. " I think mother would prefer that
they knew nothing of the circumstance."
" Suppose, then, thaW I call Mr. Ward, I would prefer to
have company."
But Louisa persisted that there was no danger, and in com-
pliance with her urgent solicitations, I consented to accompany
her. The spring possessed a remarkable character, being
apparently imbedded in a large, smooth rock, about fifteen
yards in diameter, where the water was bubbling and boiling up
in the midst of a white incrustation, with which it had covered
a portion of the rock. The rock was overhung by currant
bushes, which bore an abundance of half-ripened fruit, while a
232 Female Life among the Mormoxs.
great variety of chenopodiaceoas shrubs were in the immediate
neighborhood. The air was fragrant with a variety of sweet-
scented blossoms, but the duskiness of the evening, and my
apprehensions of an Indian ambush, prevented my enjoying the
beautiful scene. I expected each moment to see a dusky warrior
start from the shrubbery that environed our path, or to hear
the horrid war-whoop re-echoing over the hills.
" Hush I hark !" said Louisa, " what was that ?"
We both paused to listen, our hearts beating audibly.
" Murder ! murder I help ! help I" cried a voice, that we
recognized as belonging to a woman.
" What shall we do ?" said Louisa.
" Why, go on to be sure," for now that the first excitement
was over, I began to be ashamed of my weakness. The moon
had just risen, and a flood of silvery light came pouring down
upon us, just as we entered the little cove, in which the spring
was embosomed. • The sounds still continued, screams, and
trampling of feet. As we came nearer the words became
clearly distinct, and we plainly heard a ringing sound of blows.
" Oh ! I'll give it to you, you hussy ; I'll teach you to be teas-
ing my man, and making appointments for him to meet you.''
" 'Tis mother," whispered Louisa.
" I guess so."
As we came nearer, the combatants^ecame visible, and such
a scene, it would be impossible to depict its ludicrous effect.
Mrs. Stillman, partially disguised in a long, black cloak, with a
black handkerchief tied over her head, was laying a huge raw-
hide with no trifling effect over Pan Simpkins's shoulders,
interspersing her castigation with much spicy advice. Fan was
kicking, struggling, and shrieking, but the old lady, who was a
powerful woman, and a tiger when roused, held her safely by
one arm. Neither noticed our approach, or that in their
rencontre, they had advanced to the very edge of the basin of
Fan catches a Tartar. 233
the spring. Fan was the first to perceive their situation, and
springing suddenly forward towards her castigator, she precipi-
tated Mrs. Stillmau with great force into the water.
"jN'ow, lie there and drown, old devil, and then I'll have your
man without any difficulty," and Fan shrieked with a wild,
savage laugh, and turned away.
This movement brought us into full view. " So you've come
after the old jade. Well, its lucky ; for I wouldn't lift a finger
to keep her from drowning," and she passed on.
Mrs. Stillman was certainly more frightened than hurt, but
the good lady, though an admirable housewife, and well skilled
in the various branches of domestic economy, was entirely igno-
rant of hydropathy, or that sublime science which finds in wet
sheets and bathing-tubs a sovereign panacea for all the ills that
flesh is heir to. She had always entertained a mortal horror of
getting wet ; a damp stocking or apron would give her tooth-
ache or rheumatism for, at least, a fortnight. 'No wonder then
that her surprise and consternation at finding herself thus sud-
denly engulfed in the spring, actually took her breath for a
time, though her head and feet were both out of the water,
being supported on either side of the rock. Her cloak and
mask had fallen off in the melee, though she still retained her
lash in a death-like grasp.
" I don't know how we shall get her out," said Louisa, in a
voice that slightly trembled, as I thought, with suppressed
laughter. For my own part, I could scarcely restrain my
risible propensities.
" I gave it to her, didn't I?" said the old woman, opening her
eyes. " She'll remember it one while, I'll bet."
" I shouldn't wonder if you did, too," said Louisa. " But,
mother, how are we to get you out ?"
" I don't know."
*' Can't you help yourself a little ?" inquired Louisa.
234 Female Life among the Mormons.
Owing to the position in which she lay, with her back in the
spring, it seemed impossible either for her to raise herself or for
us to assist her to rise. The least movement might precipitate
her extremities into the water, and we were utterly ignorant of
the depth of the liquid element.
" Here, take hold of my hands," she said, extending her arms.
" I think you can easily pull me out."
We grasped her hands, and partially lifted her out, when, by
some mischance or another, Louisa let go her hold, and the
frightened woman fell back, and this time with her feet and all
her person in the water. Her clothes, however, buoyed her up,
and, after an infinite amount of floundering, splashing, and tos-
sing about, she succeeded, with our assistance, in establishing
herself on terra firma.
" Oh, dear, I've catched my death this night," she said, pant-
ing with the unwonted exertion. " Fan Simpkins, the wretch,
to plunge me in there so."
" But, mother," said Louisa, " what on earth could induce
you to wander off here, alone, too ?
" Don't you never ask," said Mrs. Stillman ; " but, deary me,
I can't walk with all these wet clothes hanging about me."
"Let us wring the water out," said Louisa, and, stooping
down, we wrung the moisture from her garments.
" That wicked wretch. Fan Simpkins, that wicked wretch ;
it's her what's brought me into this trouble."
" Never mind her," said Louisa.
"Never mind her, indeed ! think I'm going to pnt up with
such impudence, and have my husband cajoled and persuaded
into bad practices, before my eyes ?"
" Who are these ?" said Louisa.
As she spoke, three horsemen emerged into view from the
broad shadow of the cottonwood grove, and, without noticing
us, struck off across the plain, at the foot of the hills.
The Beau Ideal. 235
CHAPTER XXYII.
A NEW CHARACTER.
THIS morning our camp was thrown into unusual excite-
ment, by the absence of Mrs. Bradish, Buckley, and
Charley Moore. Charley was a young man, about twenty-two
years old, and the very beau ideal of a western ranger. When
very young, he accompanied his father on various trapping
expeditions into the Indian country and no one in our company
was bettet acquainted with the manners, habits^ and language
of the aborigines. Then, too, Charley possessed all the accom-
plishments of a thorough-bred hunter, which, though widely dif-
ferent, are quite as diversified and various as those of a Broad-
way gent. If the latter must understand the exact manner of
twirling a cane, or curling a moustache, the former must carry
his rifle with a peculiar grace, and be able, at a moment's warn-
ing, to bring down a deer or mount a wild horse.- Both are
dressed in the extreme of fashion, but, in the one case the mate-
rials are broadcloth and velvet ; in the other, they consist of a
rich abundance of furs and moccasins, wide trowsers, and a
blanket worn like a Mexican cloak. Both are fond of orna-
ments— one of rings, chains, and glittering bijouterie ; the other
of dirks, long knives and pistols thrust into a wide belt. One
is enamored with splendid rooms, gorgeous furniture, and chan-
deliers brilliant with light and beauty ; the other exults in a
cosy nook among the rocks, with the everlasting mountains cov-
236 Female Life among tAe Mormons.
ered with primeval forests, mingliDg with the starry heavens
above him, and dimly reflected by the blazing camp-fire at his
feet. Both are fond of adventures — the one of breaking inno-
cent hearts, and betraying the artless, confiding youth of the
weak and unsuspecting ; the other of fording rivers, climbing
mountains, peering over precipices, hunting grizzly bears, or
racing with Indians. One is heartless, deceitful, hypocritical ;
a lord of soaps and essences and lavender j a connoisseur of
gloves and neck-ties, an arbiter of dimples, and a leader of riot
and dissipation. The other is an unsophisticated child of
nature, bold, ardent, daring and honest. He is generous, for
he will share his last morsel with a stranger. He will be the
first to volunteer assistance for the weak and oppressed, and
the last to give up an undertaking in which duty and honor are
involved. He never forsakes a friend, never takes undue advan-
tage of an enemy, never betrays the confidence of youth and
innocence, and never wrongs the aged. Such was Charley
Moore ; a hero in the estimation of his companions, and very
generally known and beloved by the Indians. For even these
savages can appreciate, as they always applaud, the nobler vir-
tues of heroism, truth, and honesty. Born and bred in frontier
life, accustomed to the spirit-stirring scenes of the chase, and
passionately fond of all wild adventures, he had never found
time to even dream of love. Though it is true that, in his
calmer moments, a yearning for something, dearer and sweeter
than he had known, would come over his spirit, and his bosom
would heave and thrill with emotions he found it vain to attempt
to analyze. Then he thought of his mother ; but he had never
seen her. Though he could remember a little sister, with loving
blue eyes and flaxen ringlets ; and how he used to gather all
sorts of childish treasures for her, how he never wearied of
her society, and with what pleasure he administered to her
wants. Oh, the charm of gentleness, and how it tames man's
Fraternal Love. 23 1,
rugged nature. Of all the world of memory crowded into the
life of this strong man, of all the daring adventures he had
known and witnessed, of all the scenes of excitement, and blood,
and strife in which he had borne a part, his mind only loved the
thought of that gentle sister, so mild in her soft, sad, spiritual
beauty ; and when the past came back, with its thronging
images, it was hers, and hers alone, that he waved to stay.
How well he remembered when she died ! He was but a boy ;
and yet boys have strong affections ; and how often the passions
of that youthful period cicatrize the heart with scars that are
never erased ! They were several miles from civilized settle-
ments— their hut had been the lodge o^ an Indian ; it was cold
and uncomfortable, but he selected the nicest and softest skins
for her couch, and then erected a sort of frame-work over the
bed, on which he hung for curtains the clothes and blankets they
had obtained from the traders ; and having heard his father
tell of the comforts and luxuries of civilization, he induced a
kind-hearted Indian female to stay with her, while he departed
to obtain such necessaries as he fancied her invalid state
required. With a delicate perception, remarkable in oue of his
age and habits, he brought for the sick child the identical articles
that a skillful and experienced physician would have dictated.
-rTea, sugar, oranges, confectionery, crackers, and a pillow —
yes, a pillow — soft, warm and downy, with a white, snowy cov-
ering.
"What is this for?'' said the invalid child, lifting her eyes,
now grown so large and bright, to his face.
" It's pj cushion for your dear head," he answered. " Raise
up a little — there — now, ain't that nice and soft ?"
" Oh, it is !" she said, " it is," as her head, with its super-
abundance of soft, shiny hair, half buried itself in the downy
mass. And then when he displayed his other treasures, and
their purpose, she did not weep, she did not even smile, but an
238 Female Life among the Mormoxs.
expression of unutterable thankfulness, and love, and gratitude,
illumined her features ; and raising herself half up, she kissed
him so tenderly and ferveatly, that the look and the kiss
remained witli him to his dying day.
And side by side with this, was the memory of her death in
his mind — ^her death, so long looked for, and of which she W&s
accustomed to speak with such tranquillity, that it awakened
in him only the emotion of a gentle sorrow — a mild regret —
altogether different from a passionate explosion of grief. One
day, he was sitting, as usual, in the soft sunlight, by the door of
their hut, when she called, in a voice so faint, so low and spirit-
ual, that he rose, half-frightened, and went to her bed. Her
eyes looked larger and brighter than ever, but her countenance
had a pale and worn expression, that struck him as something
new.
" I have lain here a great while," she said in a whisper.
" Yes, my sister," he answered, smoothing down the wealth of
shining curls, and adjusting the pillow.
" Well, I sha'n't remain long, not much longer," she answered.
" I am going to die ; did you know it f^ and a bright smile of
intelligence flitted over her innocent face.
" I feared so," said the boy, half-choking with emotion.
" I used to think I might perhaps get well, and go out with
you to play with the lambs, and gather flowers, when the spring
came airain ; but I know better now," she continued, " for last
night I saw my mother."
"You did?" said Charles, drying his eyes; "how did she
look?"
" Yery beautiful, with such a sweet face."
" How was it — how was it ? Tell me just how it was, and
why she came to you," he replied eagerly.
" Well," said the child, "I thought I was lying here sick, just
a;s I am now, and that, though my eyes were shut, I knew that
A Childish Vision. 239
some one was hovering over me. Then I looked, and oh, such a
pair of soft, mild eyes — so large and deep, and fraught with
such an expression of love and tenderness ! It was not like any-
thing I had ever seen ; her face, too, didn't look like earthly
faces ; and a soft, ethereal radiance seemed ever beaming from
it, "with a warmth that came right down here, into my heart."
" Did she say anything ?" inquired Charley, with boyish curi-
osity.
" She didn't talk as we do," said the child, " and her voice
did not sound like a human voice, but so much sweeter and plea-
santer ; and though she didn't tell me so, I knew right away
that she was our mother, and that I was going to her very
soon ; and I felt, beyond a doubt, that all must be happiness
where she is."
" I wished I knew what kind- of a place it is," said the boy, in
his straightforward manner ; " and whether there be birds, and
flowers, and sunshine there — whether they hunt beaver and buf-
falo, and sail over a beautiful lake, in canoes that can't overset,
as the old Indian told me."
** I don't think that," said the invalid child ; "mother didn't
look that way."
" How then ?"
Slie shook her head.
" Can't you tell me ?"
Again she shook her head.
" I wish mother would come to me, too," said Charley ; " I
always wanted to see her,"
"You are going to her, a little, every day," whispered the
invalid.
" Oh, that I might go when you do I" he said, and burst into
a passionate fit of weeping. " I shall be all alone then," he con-
tinued— no mother, no sister I"
" But you will have a mother and a sister both,^' said the girl,
240 Female Life among the Mormons.
with wonderful energy. " We shall only be a little way off, and
sometimes, nay, often, we shall be with, and around you. I
believe that mother has often been with me."
Again tlie curiosity of the boy was aroused, and he exclaimed,
wonderingly, " You do ?"
" Yes ; because I have felt a thousand times, when I thought
of my mother, just such a happiness as I felt last night, when
looking at her, and when she was breathing over me. And now,
Charley," she continued, after a moment^s pause, " I want you
to lie down by me, for I feel very cold."
Charley hesitated. He had a faint perception that the cold
of which she spoke betokened the presence of death.
" Oh ! do, Charley," she exclaimed, lifting her soft, suppli-
cating eyes to his face ; " indeed, I shan't trouble you much
longer. Lay down here by my side, and clasp me in your arms.
I am cold and my heart is heavy."
Charley hesitated no longer. He laid his head beside hers on
the pillow, wound his arms around her, but half shrunk from her
cold clammy lips that met his forehead, in a last embrace.
" Now, be still," she whispered, " for I want to sleep."
And they lay very still, that brother and sister : he listening
to her low breathing, and thinking of all she had been saying,
until he finally fell asleep.
And they both slept, but wrapped in a different slumber. He
dreamed of heaven and his mother ; and she — who shall depict
the forms of imperishable beauty, the strains of unimaginable
harmony, and the glorious reality of blessedness, that burst on
her disembodied spirit ?
The father had been out attending to his traps. He was a
morose, unsociable kind of man, though good-hearted and fond
of his children. He found the dead cradled on the bosom of the
living — the blooming cheek of life pressed closely to the pallid
one of death ! '
Santa Fe Traders. 241
Was it a fancied resemblance to his sister, in Ethleen, that
excited the sympathy of the youthful hunter, and determined
him to attempt her rescue ? It matters not. He was young,
ardent, and excitable. She in her simple grace and beauty
exceeded in lovable qualities many a damsel whose skin was
fairer. He pitied and then admired her, and who is not aware
that pity and admiration are near akin to love ?
While waiting their return, we were somewhat alarmed by the
appearance in our camp of a large party of Spaniards, Mexicans,
and Erenchmen. They proved to be Santa Fe traders, who
were making their annual peregrination through the country for
the purpose of hunting, trapping, and purchasing furs from the
Indians. They seemed a wild-looking set, talking a strange
language, or rather a mingled dialect of four or five languages,
and were accompanied by a number of Indian women, their
wives as I supposed. They were all well mounted and armed,
but several of the company appeared to be suffering from recent
wounds. Their leader was a trapper noted in the West, and the
horse he rode, and which he had named Charlemagne, was almost
equally famous. It may not be generally known, and yet it is
no less true, that . many of these western trappers with their
steeds and rifles, are quite as distinguished among their compeers,
as, according to romance, the knights of chivalry were in the
times of old.
B— ^— m, our Prophet, came forth to meet and talk theology,
with the visitors, attended as usual by a large concourse of the
' elders and deacons. He informed the traders that we were
journeying to the Promised Land, that our course through the
day was directed by the revelation which he received in the
night, and that with every step of our progress the power of
the devil grew less and less.
** Stranger," returned the leading trapper, " as for the devil,
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242 Female Life among the Mormons.
I don't know anything about him, though I have often thought
that if such a being existed at all, he must be an Indian."
The Prophet shook his head, " You know," he said, " that
Christ is to live and reign on the earth a thousand years.
" I don't know any such thing," said the trapper.
"Well, we know it, and so we are journeying from the land
of the heathen, to establish a kingdom of the saints, and build a
city in which righteousness shall dwell."
It was very evident that the thoughts of our visitors were
much more interested in hunting expeditions, than with religious
affairs, aud the listlessuess of their demeanor told their indiffe-
rence to this strange homily.
They asked many questions, and among the rest, " Whence
we came ?"
B m pointed with his fingers to the various points of the
compass, and then proceeded to explain, that converts to the
faith were coming in from all parts of the world. That Asia
and the islands in the sea had received the good news, and
would soon send a multitude of proselytes. " We shall have
the greatest kingdom in the world, and a city that will be more
glorious than all others," he exclaimed fervently. "And we
shall increase abundantly, and eat the fat of the land. Our
wives shall be fruitful vines, and our children like olive plants."
The women listened apparently with far deeper interest than
the men. They mingled among us, examining our clothes, jewels,
and domestic appurtenances with a strange mixture of surprise
and curiosity. As I understand French, we had little difficulty
in conversing, and so while the elders were discussing theology
with the men, we readily entered into conversation with the
women. They were greatly surprised on learning that a husband
among us was permitted to marry all the wives he could get,
and one of them expressed her eagerness to get away, for fear
Anxiety for the Absent. 243
that if her husband heard of such a practice, he would follow
it.
" And what would you do in such a case ?" I inquired.
She drew a small glittering stiletto, .an^imitated the motion
of stabbing with it. From her I learned, that they were only
the advance guard of a large company, who were travelling
much in the manner of an Asiatic caravan.
CHAPTER XXVIII.
THE FUGITIVES.
¥E soon began to experience the deepest concern for tht
fate of Mrs. Bradish, and her companions. We could
not for a moment doubt the object of the enterprise, but their
prolonged absence filled our minds with apprehension and dread
It was proposed to send a party to look for them, but this Har
mer steadfastly refused.
We were in a hostile country, surrounded by Indians and
Mexicans of murderous habits, and, consistent with our own
safety, could not diminish the number of our available men, by
dispatching a party on sucL a wild-goose chase among the
mountains. So he argued, and the more cautious and prudent,
coincided with him.
"Charley Moore is a brave fellow, and can handle a rifle,
break in a wild horse, and shoot a buffalo as skillfully as any
man living, yet he is not so prudent as he will be when he gets
twenty more years over his head," said Mr. Ward. "The'
enterprise was a dangerous one, but Mrs. Bradish seems actually
fond of danger. I never knew such a woman."
"She certainly is brave to rashness," replied Harmer, "and
244 Female Life among the Mormons.
yet I don't like her. I don't like to see a woman affect the
manners of a man," and he glanced towards Emily.
" Then you conceive cowardice to be a feminine accomplish-
ment," she remarked, yrovokingly, "I shan't agree with you there.
Nothing disgusts me so much as the silly habit some females
acquire, of always being frightened at everything, and generally
speaking, the fright is proportionate to the weakness and insig-
nificance of the object. Thus a bug, a spider, or a worm, is
quite sufficient to throw such delicate specunens of effeminacy
into hysterics."
" I contend for a medium," said Harmer, laughing, " I do not
admire bravery in a woman, yet cowardice is shameful in either
women or men."
" Cowardice is shameful, and bravery not admirable, I am
incapable of understanding the paradox."
" Well, I admire bravery on all occasions, and in in either
sex," said Mr. Ward, "It is one of the noblest qualifications,
when conjoined with prudence, which I regret to say is not
always the case with the lady of whom we were conversing."
" I have been expecting all along that she would be out hunt-
ing buffalo," I remarked.
" Well, it would be fine pastime," said Emily, "I have been
thinking how the stag-hunting English ladies would delight in it.*'
" Suppose you go out with me some day," said Harmer.
Emily shook her head, and said that she had not a trained
hunter, "and then I should forfeit your good opinion by my
boldness," she continued.
" And would you esteem that a very great loss ?" he inquired.
" How can you ask."
" Because I wished to know."
" Well, your answer must be that I decline to hunt."
"But not to walk," he continued, "There are some beautiful
specimens of heliauthi and a great variety of other wild- flowers
A New Flora's Interpreter, 245
down in the valley yonder ; suppose we go and gather some,
you are a botanist, and shall read me their language."
Emily smiled, "a hunter and trapper , of the west, talking
about the language of flowers."
" And why not ? — the hunters and trappers of the far west
have an eye and a soul that can perceive and appreciate the
beautiful ; but come along."
" Mrs. Ward, you go too," said Emily.
Harmer looked rather displeased at this proposal, "Well,
you go on, and I'll come presently," I answered, and they slowly
walked away.
Agreeably to my promise, I placed a sunrbonnet on my head
and followed. When I came up with them, Emily was holding
an arm-load of flowering plants, from which Harmer was arrang-
ing a bouquet, while connecting a sentiment with each blossom,
that, whether appropriate to the flower or not, was, doubtless,
indicative of the feelings with which he regarded his companion.
" Oh, it is too ridiculous," said Emily, as I approached, " you
ought to hear the sentiments Mr. Harmer attaches to these
blossoms. This ammole (soap-plant) he says is indicative of my
love, — is all grace, beauty and cleanliness. And this beautiful
blue flowering lupine means, according to him, that my love is
without spot or blemish."
" As Flora's interpreter, his sentiments are quite original, and
very appropriate,'^ I remarked.
" Oh, certainly, and this," she inquired, holding up a large
poppy of a rich orange color.
" That means, * my love is the chiefest among ten thousand
and — altogether lovely,' I suggested, seeing that he had forgot-
ten the sentence. ^
" Here is another," she said, selecting an elegant white flower,
very sweet and fragrant, and much resembling a lily.
" That is, my love is all innocence," she said.
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While engaged in this pleasant play, we were suddenly
startled by a war-whoop, such as Indians make when returning
from a Yictorious enterprise ; and soon Mrs. Bradish, followed
by Charley Moore and Buckley, appeared. Mounted behind
Charley was the beautiful Ethleen, her long hair floating over
her rounded shoulders, and every feature glowing with happi-
ness. We returned to the camp together, when they informed
us that after the departure of the Indians, with whom Ethleen
was detained as a captive, they determined on pursuit, and
mounting their horses, took the trail, which, after winding about
in several narrow valleys, led directly into the mountains. That
night they followed it by moon-shine till near morning, when the
whole party became weary, and concluded to halt for refresh-
ment. They kindled no light, but supped on some dried beef,
and then, concealed among the rocks, laid down to sleep in
silence and darkness. At day-light they resumed the pursuit,
and followed the trail all that day, through narrow glens and
along the foot of a considerable mountain range. Just at sun-
set they became satisfied that the Indians had encamped in the
neighborhood ; consequently, they were under the necessity of
proceeding cautiously. As Buckley had the most experience in
Indian habits and warfare, he volunteered to go forward when
it became dark, while his companions remained concealed in the
glen. Moore at first objected to this arrangement, but the old
man finally succeeded in convincing him that the success of their
enterprise all depended on wariness and caution.
" They are twenty to one of us, and we must outwit them
some how, or the gal is lost," said the old man.
" And how are we to do that ?" inquired Moore.
"That all depends on circumstances, but I think we can
come it ; Indians ain't quick-witted any way you can fix it."
' " I thought they were up to all sorts of mischief and strata-
gem," said Mrs. Bradish.
Young Blood vs. An Old Head. 247
" Well, they do try to be, but being and trying to be, are
two things, you know."
" Certainly."
" You see, when I was trapping among the Ozark Moun-
tains ; but I won't tell the story to night."
" Why not ?"
" Because it ain't a proper time, we must be ou the watch
for them devils."
And the old man bent his ear to the ground, and lay several
minutes intently listening.
" I hear 'em^" he said at length," the devils are preparing for
a carouse, I guess."
" Oh, God 1 for Ethleen's sacrifice," cried Moore, starting up.
" Haste, haste, old man, we shall be too late."
" Never fear that," said Buckley.
" But I do fear, it," said Moore impetuously.
" Young and hasty," answered the old man laughing, "just
as I was when Bill Peters — but I won't tell it."
"No you shan't. I don't want any of your stories till
Ethleen is* rescued from her enemies. Come, what are you going
to do ?"
" Stay just where I be at least two hours."
" Then I shall attempt her release without you.^'
" And bring certain destruction on yourself and her."
" I shall try at any rate. I should hear her death-shriek for
eternity if I sat here while they were building her funeral-
pile."
" They are building it I" said the old man coolly, lifting him-
self from the ground.
" Old man," said Mrs. Bradish, " I shall have a very poor
opinion of your bravery, and less of your humanity, if you suffer
that poor girl to be sacrificed without making an effort to save
her."
248 Female Life among the Mormons.
" And do you suppose, ^madam, that I would have come here
for no purpose at all ?"
" And yet you seem very easy about that purpose."
" Because I know my Qwn know."
" You do indeed !"
" Yes, which is more than can be said of everybody. You
see I knowed all about these Indian sacrifices, and just how
they manage 'em. You see they'll get everything ready for
their hideous pow-wow. They'll dance, and hoot, and yell to
their heart's content, and until they are fairly tired out.
Then the intended victim will be led away from the stake, and
confiued in a hut, or some other convenient place, while the
devils will go to sleep, and by this means repair their exhausted
energies preparatory to another scene. This slumber will be the
time for us. If we can find the gal, we shall have no difficulty.
It strikes me, however, that you had better stay here with the
horses, and keep perfectly still, while I go on ahead. What do
you say ?"
They consented to be governed by his advice, when again
putting his ear to the ground, he listened intently. * *
" I think it's time for me to be off," he said, rising up ; and,
divesting himself of all superabundant clothing, he disappeared
noiselessly among the rocks. Moore looked after him long and
wistfully, and then sunk down in an attitude of silence.
" I wonder how long he will be absent?" said Mrs. Bradish,
to whom the suspense was dreadful.
Moore shook his head.
" An hour ?" she continued, inquiringly.
" Two or three of them, probably."
" Oh, heavens ! I cannot begin to wait that long."
"Unless you have to; but we must be still;" and both
relapsed into silence.
Meanwhile, the old man pursued his way, sometimes striking
The Sacrificial Dance. 249
the trail, but generally guided by his ear, which he placed every
few minutes to the ground. In this manner he proceeded a con-
siderable distance, and having crept with more than usual cau-
tion over the brow of an eminence, he came suddenly within
sight of the Indians. They were dancing, yelling and howling,
around their victim, who was tied to a stake, and who seemed
to regard all their preparations with a stoical indifference. At
length one of the warriors suddenly darted from the circle of
dancers up to the prisoner, and commenced brandishing his
tomahawk over her head, motioning to strike, now here, now
there — in the forehead, on the face, and over the throat. She
never flinched, but regarded his actions with a clear, steady
countenance, and calm unshrinking eye. Yelling horribly, he
darted back to his place in the circle, and swept around with
the others. In a few moments another seized a firebrand, and,
rushing up to the girl, motioned to touch her with it on the
eyes, the cheeks, lips and chin. This time she laughed derisively.
" You are no warrior," she said tantalizingly. " You don't
know how to scalp an enemy. You are a squaw."
Enraged beyond measure, he was about to fire the pile, when
a second warrior struck the torch from his hands. They were
not ready for the consummation of their vengeance.
To describe these Indian dances would be impossible. No
English words could possibly express the postures, the contor-
tions and unnatural positions into which the performers throw
themselves, and all this accompanied by yells, howls, screams,
shrieks and noises, of the most terrific and horrible character.
Presently the dance became less animated, the voices less wild
and shrill. One after another of the dancers dropped off, evi-
dently overcome with fatigue. At length the chief sprung for-
ward, and severing the cord that bound the victim to the stake,
he led her off into a hut. Buckley, from the close covert of a
thicket, beheld the movement. His eye sparkled with delight
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250 Female Life among the Mormons.
as he muttered, " They'll soon be quiet now." A few minutes
proved his assertion, and the whole band were buried in the
oblivion of slumber. Buckley crept cautiously towards the hut
where he knew the girl to be confined. He understood perfectly
the nature of his foe, and knew very well that no ordinary noise
would awaken them, but he observed that the chief had a large
dog, and, to judge from appearances, a sagacious one, which it
might be difficult to elude. This canine warrior seemed aware
of the proximity of a foe. Two or three times he had started
up, snuffed the air, and barked loudly ; then, running to his
master, he began pulling and tugging at his blanket. The chief
partly awakened, scolded the dog, and ordered him to lie down,
a command which the animal manifested no inclination to obey.
Buckley conjectured that the slumber of the Indians would con-
tinue probably an hour, when the victim would be again brought
forth, and their horrible orgies consummated in her death.
Every moment then was precious, but how was the dog to be
quieted ? One only scheme presented an appearance of feasibi-
lity. Raising himself up, and striking a light, he stood in the
full view of his enemy, about one hundred yards from the camp.
As he expected, the dog came bounding towards him, growling
and gnashing his teeth. The old man received him valiantly
with a drawn dagger. The struggle was violent, but brief, and
Buckley beheld himself the master of the field. Gliding along
to the hut without further delay, Buckley commenced removing
the back side covering with extreme caution, and soon made an
aperture through which, he could scan the inside of the cabin.
The girl was alone, and pinioned in a most uncomfortable posi-
tion. Having satisfied himself of this, he recommenced widen-
ing the hole until it became sufficiently large for the ingress of
a man.
■ Though Ethleen had detected the sound of his approaching
footsteps, and even then, according to her statement, knew him
Hide and Seek. * 251
to be a white man, she remained perfectly silent, conscious that
her condition could not possibly be rendered any worse. Her
heart bounded with exultation, when she read his features in the
dim firelight, and heard the whispered words that assured her o£>
the presence of a friend. With one stroke of the knife her
thongs were removed, and she bounded to her feet like a young
fawn. A moment after she was following him, with noiseless .
step, from the Indian encampment.
They had proceeded but a short distance, however, when they
were startled by a tremendous whooping and yelling.
" They have discovered your escape," whispered Buckley, in
the Indian dialect, ** and will be down on us presently like so
many devils."
" I think," said Ethfeen, " that the noise we heard tells the
arrival of a new party, who were coming in to-night."
*' Probably, but even in that case your escape will be discov-
ered."
Ethleen trembled like a frightened bird.
" Now dont be scary ; your condition is not desperate," said
the old man, " But we must keep our wits about us ; can you
climb a tree ?"
" Like a squirrel."
" Well, then, betake yourself to that pine yonder ; make no
noise, let what will happen."
" And you."
" I will mount this one'; but hurry."
Ethleen glided rapidly away, and Buckley ascended the tree
he had chosen. It was a huge pine, thick at the top, with the
growth of centuries. He was scarcely concealed among the
branches, when a great demonstration of howling and yelling
among the Indians, announced some new discovery — probably the
massacre of the dog. The old man chuckled. " Don't it plague
'em, the copper colored devils," he muttered, unconsciously.
252 Feitale Life among the Mormons.
The Indians were examining the ground for his trail, which
discovered, they pushed on vigorously. Buckley had antici-
pated this, and consequently had retraced his steps, walking
backwards for a considerable distance, in which he was imitated
by Ethleen. The Indians passed and re-passed, paused and hesi-
tated, in their vain efforts to follow the trail, then finally aban-
doned the attempt, and went back to their encampment.
Descending noiselessly from his hiding-place, he was joined by
Ethleen, who fell on her knees and embraced his hands in
unspeakable gratitude.
"Tut, tut," said the old man, "no time for that. Let's be
getting away from the sarpents as fast as possible."
Ethleen rose, and the two were soon safely concealed by the
mountain gorges, though in the nearest and most direct way to
rejoin his companions.
CHAPTER XXIX.
- waterI water!! water!!!
WHEN the wounded men were sufi&ciently recovered, we
recommenced our journey, and, notwithstanding all that
the prophets and elders could say, and the encouragement they
held out of our safety, peace, and happiness in the Promised
Land, our people very generally had become low-spirited.
B m rated them soundly for this. " Would you, then,
return to the flesh-pots of Egypt?" he said. "Would you
dwell among the heathen, rather than endure the trials and dif-
ficulties incident to the possession of the Lord's goodly heri-
tage ? Oh I for shame, for shame ! and I will pray for you,
MURMURINGS IN THE CaMP, 253
even as Moses prayed for the children of Israel ; pray for you,
that ye fall not out by the way."
Such exhortations, however, were illy calculated to produce a
pleasant effect, under the multiplicity of discouragements that
attended the emigration. Food had become scarce — that is,
such as we were accustomed to eat. One after another, the
poor worn-out oxen had been slain, Mrs. Beardsley declared
that she knew it would be so, and said that she would rather die
than eat a morsel of horse or mule flesh.
Mrs. Stillman, sen., was not certain about the dying, but pro-
tested that she thought it horrible, and even reflected rather
severely on the first mentioned lady for exposing herself to fore-
seen difficulties.
The prophets counselled resignation, and dwelt largely on the
example of the Israelites.
" Well, I can^t see any resemblance at all," said Mrs. Beards-
ley. " The Lord sent them quails and manna, but he lets us
take care of ourselves."
" We are under another dispensation."
" Another dispensation, is it ! — then why talk of resemblan-
ces where none exist ?" and the good lady snapped her knitting
needles with redoubled vigor.
'' I don't see that you have anything to complain of, mother,"
said Harmer, jestingly. ** Your yarn seems to hold out well."
"Not so very well, either," she answered. "I haven't but
six balls."
" Six balls, — and how many have>you knit since we started ?"
" Twelve."
" Why, mother, you will supply the whole colony with stock-
ings."
" But we can't eat stockings," said Fan Simpkins, " and the
trouble now seems to be to get something fit to eat. This dried
buffalo meat is actually abominable."
254 Female Life among the Mormons.
It was so, in fact, being very little, if any, better than so
much bark.
That, however, was only the beginning of sorrow, for in a few
days we entered a sandy and barren region, where, to our other
ills and inconveniences, that most intolerable of all, the want of
water, was added. The streams were all dried up, the rivers
disappeared from their channels, there was neither rain nor dew.
But, though the air seemed intensely hot, and the sky exhib-
ited not a trace of clouds, there was a softness in the atmos-
phere at night, a resplendent glory in the stars, altogether
incomprehensible and most delightful. And this region, other-
wise so sterile, was filled with flowers of the richest perfume
and the brightest colors. In man}- places, where it would seem,
from the gravelly, sandy nature of the soil, that no plant what-
ever could take root, cactuses, literally covered with a profusion
of large crimson flowers, thrived luxuriantly, thus presenting a
remarkable contrast to the surrounding desolation. For one of
the remarkable characteristics of this place, was the utter
absence of animal life. Not a bird visited these resplendent
blossoms, not a butterfly or insect enlivened the solitude. Nei-
ther hares nor pheasants lurked beneath their coverts. Even
the Indians seemed to avoid the country. Once, and once only,
we caught the glimpse of a troop of wild horses, skirting the
horizon. It was only a glimpse, and yet I shall ever remember
the graceful agility of their motions, and the sleek sparkle of
their glossy sides. But sadder sights than these awaited us. I
had descended from the wagon to walk, in order that I might
examine the beautiful flowers. I was particularly charmed by
two or three huge plants of the cactus species, whicTi had grown
so close together that they appeared compact. They were, at
least, ninety feet in circumference, and large scarlet blossoms
depended from the branches. But, while stooping to gather a
bouquet, my fingers inadvertently touched a relic, the sight of
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which filled me with horror. It was a human skeleton ; but -the
skin, instead of falliag away, still clung to the bones, showing
the veins, and muscles, and sinews, in a horrible state of preser-
vation, yet with strict fidelity to nature. The long, lank, bony
fingers, yet held a paper clutched tightly between them. Curi-
osity was stronger than fear, and I removed it. There were a
few lines written with a pencil, which I had much diCQculty in
making out. They ran :
" We can go no further. My wife and five children — all dying for want of water I Oh,
God ! this death ia horrible !"
The poor fellow had evidently sought the shelter of the cactus
to shield himself from the burning sun ; and there died from
burning, intolerable thirst. But the wife and children — where
where were were they ? A little further on, in the same state
of horrible attenuation, without decay. The mother yet clasped
her infant in her bony arms, and the thin, tightly-drawn lips of
the child were pressed to her cadaverous breast. Two of the
children — a boy and a girl — had their fingers interlaced ; while
the other two were twined in each other's arms, as if they
sought to solace the agonies of thdt horrible death by the
sweets of congenial affection. And who shall say that they
were not happier, dying thus, than multitudes have been who
departed this life surrounded by all the comforts of wealth and
luxury, but with hatred gnawing, Prometheus-like, at their
hearts ?
But the best of us were in no condition to speculate or philo-
sophize. Thirst, intolerable thirst, was burning our tongues and
scorching our brains. Our poor animals suffered as much, or
even more than ourselves ; and I half forgot my own miseries in
witnessing theirs.
B m, fond of instituting comparisons between ourselves
and the children of Israel, began to talk about their sufferings
256 Female Life amoxg the Mormons,
in the wilderness. Mrs. Beardsley, whose asperity increased
with the difficulties, requested him to step forth and imitate the
example of Moses, by bringing water out of the rock. He
declined the attempt, however, excusing himself on the ground
that his followers had too little faith.
At length, after an inconceivably toilsome and weary march,
one of the men discovered a spring. We crowded eagerly
around it, both men and beasts, but imagine our sorrow, surprise
and consternation, to find that the water was both salt and bit-
ter. Truly, I thought of the waters of Marah, but no miracle
interposed for us, as in that case, and while some murmured,
and others prayed, a third party sat in sullen despair, and many
wept. All around here were the skeletons of men and horses,
which had not been able to find support for their lives.
Buckley, with his great sagacity, and knowledge of the coun-
try, declared he knew from infallible signs that water must be
near. Accordingly, several of the men set off to look for it, and
about a mile distant, found the bed of a stream, from which the
water had disappeared, a little only remaining in holes, which
was increased by digging, until we all received a comfortable
supply. Our route the next day, was through a country equally
dry and sterile, where the trail was literally paved with the skel-
etons of men and horses. These latter were continually giving
out, some from thirst, others from crippled feet. A dull and
sullen despair pervaded the company, and this was considerably
enhanced from the fact, that many had lost their confidence in
the knowledge and sagacity of the leaders.
" When, oh ! when, will this ever come to an end ?" said
Louisa, one morning, as we commenced our weary march. " I
had heard of the American deserts, where wild horses, rode by
wilder Indians, roamed, but never thought to be myself a wan-
derer over its sterile plains."
Generally, however, the women bore their sufferings with a
More of Fan^s Coquetries. 25t
fortitude far surpassing that of the men. Some of them even
affected a cheerfulness they were far from feeling, in order to
support the sinking spirits of the party. Fan Simpkins still car-
ried on her ridiculous coquetries, much to the amusement of
Mrs. Bradish, but to the infinite chagrin of the victims. Sub-
jected to this annoyance, old Mrs, Stilipian scarcely perceivec
the presence of other ills. When the old gentleman walked
Fan would take his arm; when he rode, she would sit besid
him ; then she would present him with bouquets, talk to him, sing
for him, and strive, by every means, to attract his attention.
We might be hazarding too much, to say that the old man was
charmed and fascinated, though it is certain that he was not
displeased, and gave her far more encouragement than suitedjiis
wife.
" Mrs. Stillman cannot be a true believer," said Mrs. Bradish^
" or she would see the expediency and necessity of these things,
and cease her ridiculous opposition, accordingly. Does she sup-
pose that her puny resentment is to change a practice incorpo-
rated with a system of divine truth ?"
"It is impossible to tell what she supposes, or proposes.
Indeed it is scarcely probable that she entertains the idea of
any definite scheme whatever, but she hates and abhors the
thought of sharing her husband's affections with a youthful
rival."
]S'otwithstanding her errors and failings, Mrs. Bradish exhi-
bited a strength of mind and purpose truly admirable. .Under
all the dangers and difficulties of our tiresome journey, she main-
tained the same serenity, counselled the same direct, straightfor-
ward measures ; seeming to take the whole thing as a matter of
course. When the others complained, she sung ; when they
wept, she returned thanks ; when they cursed (for some of the
men, notwithstanding their character of saints, did curse), she
prayed ; when they sat in sullen despair, she laughed and chat-
258 Female Life among the Mormons.
ted, told humorous stories, and otherwise sought to divert their
attention.
Then, too, she was kind and considerate, and, though in every-
body's business, really counselled wisely. There are good points
in every character ; amid a multitude of vices there are always
some virtues, and it frequently happens that the most glaring
defects are associated with the kmdest hearts. And this
woman, so Amazon-like in her habits, would nurse the sick,
especially children, with the fondest care. Above all others,
she possessed the art so useful to nurses of getting the little
rebels to take medicine. Was a nauseous dose of bitter tea to
be administered, she must be called into requisition, and never
failed, sometimes by coaxing, sometimes by scolding, and some-
times by other means, in getting them to drink it. She seemed
to delight in making her influence felt ; above all, she had a
quickness of perception as to our necessities, with a ready skill
in making the most of means. *"
But all her cheerfulness and care could not render the heat and
thirst less intolerable, while journeying over the hot yellow sands
of this elevated country. It could not make the bisuada auy
more palatable, or communicate a more grateful succulency to
the leaves of the sour dock, with which we moistened our mouths;
but when one day at sunset, we came to a bold running stream,
we felt that Providence had not deserted us, for appearances led
us to conclude that the wilderness of sand was passed.
We now came to the Indian country, and their hostile demon-
strations were far from pleasant. As there was an abundance
of water and good grass, it was deemed advisable to rest and
refresh the animals for a day or two. This gave the savages
abundant opportuuity to harass and distress us. The men were
obliged to keep arms in their hands continually. Towards even-
ing they began surrounding the horses, which had been driven for
pasture to a fresh hill-side. They were immediately driven into
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cloae quarters. During the night we were much troubled with
them, but being desirious of peace, we simply acted on the
defensive. The next morning multitudes of them were seen in
every direction. Some on the bottoms, others on the hills ;
some silent, but many pointing at and haranguing us. Their
language being probably a dialect of the Utah, Harmer could
understand them very well. They were, evidently hostile towards
us, and we were not very well disposed to them. They were
almost nude, without either hats or shoes. Their hair being
gathered into a knot behind, was ornamented by the plumes of
eagles, or tufts of horse-hair. Besides his bow, each man carried
a quiver with forty or fifty arrows, partially drawn out. Besides
these, each man held two or three in his hand for instant service.
These arrows were barbed with a translucent stone, a species
of opal, nearly as hard, and quite as beautiful as the diamond ;
and when shot from their long bows, were almost as effective as
powder and ball.
In these Indians I was forcibly struck with an animal appear-
ance. Their motions, their countenances, and the expression of
their eyes, were those of a wild beast. One, who appeared to be
the chief, with two or three warriors, came boldly into our camp.
When shown the weapons of our men, " Well," he replied,
twanging his bow, " these are quite as good."
" Pshaw I" said Harmer, aiming at a bird, which he shot
dead.
The Indian gave a derisive laugh, and brought down another.
Eearful of the consequences likely to result, Mr. Ward went
forward to expostulate, and bestowing a small present on the
Indians induced them to leave the camp.
These savages are a miserable and degraded race, infinitely
inferior to their more warlike brethren of the Sioux, Pawnee and
Snake tribes. They chiefly subsist on roots and lizards, and
each man is furnished with a long stick, hooked at one end, with
260 Female Life among the Mormons.
■which they search for their favorite food in the crevices of the
rocks. These they roasted and ate with great relish. Toothing
delighted them more than to get hold of a worn-out horse or
mule, the flesh of which, half cooked by the fire, and eaten
without salt, afforded them a real luxury.
To the Mormons, who regarded the Indians as descendants of
the ten lost tribes of Israel, these people offered a subject of
curious and devout speculation, but though the Mormon Bible
was brought forth, and its contents scanned with the closest
scrutiny, no clue could be obtained to their origin, or the
patriarch whence they sprung.
Buckley, whose views of religion and philosophy were some-
what original, declared that the Indians were a race by them-
selves ; that they were produced in fact just where they were
% found, and not at all attributable to our first parents.
" How produced ?" said Harmer, "you do not suppose that
they growed like a tree ?"
''Yes ; exactly like a tree. Did ye ever read the first chap-
ter of Genesis ?"
All said that they had. '
"Well don't you know that it reads there that God said.
* Let the earth bring forth grass; the herb yielding seed, and the
fruit tree yielding fruit after his kind ;' and it was so."
" But what has that to do with the Indians ?"
" Nothing particularly, though it has something to do with
the trees."
" So we perceive."
" Well, in another verse it says that God said, ' Let the waters
bring forth abundantly the moving creature that hath life ; ' and
it was so ; now listen, in another verse still further on, we find
that God said, * Let the earth bring forth abundantly the living
creature after his kind, cattle, and creeping thing, and beast of
the field after his kind ; ' and it was so. Now what I want you
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to see is this, that the earth brought forth trees and animals,
and that the waters brought forth fish, and such like, by the
same process. Then if trees, and fish, and animals, were thus
brought forth, why not Indians, too ?"
" Then you think that the Indians are beasts V*
" To be sure I do, beasts just as much as mules."
" And have no souls ?"
" Souls are something that I, for one, don't know anything
about."
The next morning B— — m . informed ^us that it had been
revealed to him, that these savages were the tribe of God, and
that their present degraded state was a judgment upon them,
for their want of faith.
As no one could disprove the truth of this statement, it
remained undisputed.
CHAPTER XXX.
OTHER DIFFICULTIES.
SAFELY beyond the sterile and desolate wilderness, and the
hordes of wild, untutored savages, we began to congratulate
ourselves on the prospect of future comfort, when a new diffi-
culty presented, of a diametrically opposite character. We had
been distressed with heat and the absence of moisture. We
had experienced the dull monotony of arid plains, and now it
was our lot to encounter the formidable obstacles of giant moun-
tains covered with sno"v, and to feel the fiercer sufferings occa-
sioned by wintry cold.
Mrs. Bradish looked at the mountains, but her eye never
blenched.
262 Female Life among the Mormons.
" Is it possible," said Mrs. Beardsley, " that we are expected
to cross these mouutaias ?"
"To be sure, the land we seek lies beyond them," said
Harmer.
" And lie beyond them it may," returned the old lady, " but
for my part, I know that it would be utterly impossible for any
man, woman, or child to ever get to it."
"You are greatly mistaken, mother," replied Harmer, "these
mountains are not so formidable as they appear. We shall not
attempt to clamber up the perpendicular ascent ; far from it, but
seek for notches, and gaps, and passes, and"
" Go wandering about for months, get lost, and starved to
death, perhaps."
"Oh, you are meeting trouble more than half way."
"No such thing, I am only making preparations for an emer-
gency that will surely come."
" What makes you think so ?"
" Because we are travelling the same road that other poor
emigrants who perished have travelled."
^' And yet that is nothing. The road we have already passed
is strewn with skeletons ; if others died, that is no proof that
we shall."
I saw that blank amazement and apprehension filled the
minds of many. Some openly murmured, but the greater num-
ber prepared to advance boldly into the mountains, and over-
come the dangers, by facing them.
" Cursed be he that putteth his hand to the plough and
looketh back," said B m, " my friends and brethren I wish
you to remember the fate of Lot's wife."
" I wonder what good that would do ?" said Fan Simpkins,
" we ain't pillars of salt."
" I wish that you was," said Mrs. Stillman, sen., emphasizing
the "you.''
Ethleen, the Indian Girl. 263
" Why so, mother ?" said Fan provokingly, " 'tis strange that
while you love papa better than anybody else, you are not
willing for other people to love him too."
"Jezebel," muttered the old woman, and though hitherto con-
sidered of a very remarkably peaceable disposition, she made a
motion that seemed very much like shaking her fist.
Emily, a great lover of nature, exulted in the picturesque
scenery, and declared herself amply repaid for all her fatigue
and suffering. She and Ethleen were inseparable, and the
beautiful child of the desert was making a rapid acquaintance
with the English language, under the tuition of her equally
beautiful instructress ; while she amply repaid the debt by
teaching Emily the use of the bow and arrow. Moore united his
instructions to those of Emily, and the susceptible heart of Eth-
leen readily acknowledged the claims of her deliverer. Side by
side they wandered over the valleys and along the hills. Mrs.
Bradish had designed for her a singularly beautiful and unique
costume. It consisted of full Turkish trowsers of rich purple
stuff, an orange vest or boddice, fastened with silk buttons, and
worn over a cjiemisette of snowy muslin, to which was sometimes
added, by jvay of full dress, a crimson sash. A delicately
embroidered mo(j^|in protected her* graceful foot; while her
long black hair was gathered into braids, and wound around her
bead in the form of coronet, to which were appended the bright-
est flowers and feathers.
" OK, I would like to live here always,^' she saidio Moore and
Emily, one day when they had climbed a hill that afforded a
beautiful prospect, '' it is so beautiful, and looks so much like the
scenery around my father's village.'
"What was the name of your father, dear Ethleen? you
never told me," Emily said,
" My father was a chief and warrior," answered Ethleen, " his
name is of no account."
264 Female Life among the Mormons.
The youthful savage had learned sufficiently of our tongue to
understand that its definition with us would be ridiculous, and
so she refused to reveal it ; it was simply, the Buffalo's Horn.
" Had you any brothers and sisters ?" continued Emily.
" Two brothers, and one sister."
" And do you not wish to go back and live with them ?"
The poor girl made no answer, but burst into tears.
"Emily, how cruel you are," exclaimed Charley, "her rela-
tives were all slain by these savages, from whom we rescued her.
At any rate, that is what she told me."
"It was thoughtless in me," said Emily, "Ethleen, love, do
not weep, you shall stay with us always, indeed you shall."
" With me," suggested Charley.
" Very well, with you, then."
Ethleen soon wiped away her tears, and they descended to the
valley, where we were encamped.
This valley, which was about six miles wide, was bordered on
either side by mountains from twelve hundred to two thousand
feet high. On the north, broken and granite masses rose
abruptly from the green sward, terminating in a line of jagged
summits. On the south, the range was finely timbered, and at
night luminous with fires, probably the \^4K* of the Indians,
who were in the neighborhood. Among these masses, there
were sometimes isolated hills and ridges, with green valleys
opening between them, whose deep verdure and profusion of
beautiful flowers presented a fine contrast to the sterile gran-
deur of the rocks, and the barrenness of the sandy plains.
The western part of this valley bore all the characteristics of
an elevated plain, and. the ground was completely whitened with
saline efflorescences that shone like a lake reflecting in the sun.
Advancing still further along, we came to a number of isolated ^'
cones about fifty feet high, consisting of layers of white clay and
m^rl, in nearly horizontal strata. Several herds of antelope
Picturesque Scenery. 265
made their appearance, and a grizzly bear was seen scrambling
among the rocks. As we passed along, we caught the glimpse
of mountain torrent, and subsequently, encamped on the banks
of a river which Buckley asserted was a tributary of the Colo-
rado. Here we found an abundance of soft green grass, with
beautiful flowers, that made the bottoms look gay as a garden.
Several of our young people went out to gather bouquets, while
the hunters departed to look for game. The spirits of the
whole party seemed agreeably refreshed with the salutary
change from sterility to a plentiful supply of grass and water,
while the bracing mountain air acted like a charm on our weak-
ened frames, but we could not be insensible to the fact that our
provisions were daily becoming scarcer, and that we should pro-
bably have to encounter famine, accompanied with cold.
But it would be useless and tedious to follow our line of
travel. One day we were traversing an undulating country,
consisting of greyish sand-stone and fine-grained conglomerates ;
another, our route lay along a river valley, bordered by hills of
moderate height ; while, again, we were passing among primi-
tive rocks, characterized by wildness and disorder, with impetu-
ous torrents tumbling over them. Sometimes the tall crags
were utterly sterile and naked, and sometimes they were par-
tially or completely covered with aspen, beech, willow, and tall
pines, nodding in magnificent grandeur over their summits. In
several places, we discerned traces of beaver on the streams ;
remnants of dams, near which were lying trees which they had
cut down. Sometimes we ascended hills, at others crossed
ravines, or traversed deep valleys, filled with blocks of granite,
mica slate, or milky quartz. We journeyed at frequent inter-
vals over elevated prairies, whitened in occasional spots with
small salt lakes, from some of which the waters had evaporated,
leaving the ground covered with saline incrustations, while in
others a bitter brine remained, standing about in littl« holes, or
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266 Female Life among the Mormons.
spread over a surface of considerable diameter, and probably
two feet in depth. In this locality we made our fires of artemi-
sia, which burned well, with a clear, oily flame.
At length, after a weary and toilsome ascent of one hundred
and twenty miles, we came to what has been denominated the
South Pass. In this there is nothing of the gorge-like passes
characteristic of the AUeghauies, in America, or the Simplon
and St. Bernard, of Europe, but the ascent is so continual and
gradual, that the traveller finds himself on the summit without
being reminded of any change. And thence we obtained a
magnificent view, in one direction, over a broken and champaign
country, covered at short distances by isolated hills. In
another, the Wind River Mountains appeared on the horizon,
like a low mountainous ridge ; while directly before us we beheld
the snow line of massive mountains, their white peaks glittering
in the sun, and seeming to pierce the heavens. The air was
extremely cold, the sky clear and beautiful, without a trace of
cloud. The elders proposed a halt — and there, amid the wild
magnificence of nature, with rocks and heights and mountains
and granite boulders on all sides of us, they commenced a hymn
of thanksgiving, and, whether or not we accede to the Mor-
mon ritual, or have faith in the Mormon doctrine, all must con-
clude that the tune, the scene, and the occasion were particu-
larly well calculated to inspire devotional sentiments, and all
heartily joined in the strain. Never had the magnificent moun-
tains witnessed such a scene before. The ancient rocks had
reverberated thousands of times to the war-shout of savages,
and the howls of wild beasts, but never to the worship of God.
Then all bowed, and prayers were offered, the rude trapper fer-
vently joining, as did every one else. Though Ethleen under-
stood little of the worship, she appeared struck with its appro-.>
priateness and simplicity.
Just as we commenced descending the inclined plane of the
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western side, we came to a pile of unhewn stone, whicli, consid-
ering the size and appearance of the boulders, had evidently
been brought with much labor and difficulty together. While
we were speculating on its character and purpose, Ethleen
approached. She shuddered at beholding it, and was hastening
on, when, observing her agitation, I inquired if she knew its
use. She replied in the affirmative, saying that it was an Indian
altar, where they offered to their gods such sacrifices as could
be obtained, with now and then a captive taken in war.
Leaving this memento of an idolatrous belief, we passed on,
and soon reached a river, said to be a tributary of the Colorado.
It was broad and shallow, with a full, swift . current, over a
rocky bed. It was timbered with a growth of low bushes and
dense willows, among which were very little verdant spots,
alfording fine grass for the animals, and many beautiful plants
for my botanical collection. "We crossed several other streams,
in the course of a few days, generally mountain torrents, flow-
ing impetuously over a rocky bed ; and passed some isolated
hills of a remarkable character. The Indians, according to
Ethleen, have some interesting traditional legends connected
with these places. They regard them as especially under the
power and influence of evil spirits, who, they assert, frequently
make themselves visible, particularly on the highest one, in the
form of a cloud.
We found the cold gradually increasing, and the air becom-
ing purer and more bracing. Water froze at night, and fires
were more comfortable. I am not over-fond of stirring early,
but came out sooner than usual in order to witness the magnifi-
cent sunrises. The sky is inexpressibly clear and blue. The
first rays of the sun have tipped with gold the lofty snowy peak
of the mountain, though they have not reached us. In the east
a long mountain wall rises abruptly two thousand feet, behind
which snowy peaks, belonging to another ridge, arc visible,
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though dark, and standing out clear against the glowing sky.
A fog, just risen from the river, creeps along the base of the
mountain at our feet. The scene becomes, every moment more
grand, interesting, and magnificent. The sun surmounts the
wall, with a broad, glowing disc, and instantly effects a magical
change. The river glows like molten gold, the valleys gleam,
and the snowy peaks seem clothed in garments of silver.
Though these mountains have never been famed in song and
story, they have a character of grandeur and magnificence, and
will doubtless find pens and pencils to do them justice. In the
scenery before us, we perceive how much a forest improves a
view, as the dark pines of the mountains were a source of much
additional beauty. We were now approaching a huge moun-
tain chain, and consequently soon became involved in very bro-
ken ground, among long ridges, covered with fragments of
granite. Winding our way, with great difficulty, up a long
ravine, we came, unexpectedly, in sight of a beautiful lake, set
like a gem in the mountains, and which proved to be the head-
waters of a large stream, tributary to Green River. The sheet
of water lay transversely along the course we had been pursu-
ing, and effectually blockaded all further passage. It became
necessary to halt and call a council, and, as our jaded animals
required rest, we encamped.
While the elders were discussing the best and nearest route
to turn the flank of the lake, I amused myself in listening to the
remarks of Mrs. Beardsley, and admiring the stately magnifi-
cence of the surrounding scene.
"Just as I knowed it would be," said the old lady, knitting
away with redoubled energy ; "I was confident that we should
get lost."
" For my part," said Mrs. Stillman, sen., " I believe we have
been lost all the time."
• " I begin to Ihink myself," said Buckley, " that we have come
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considerably out of our way. I wonder what we have been
thinking of all the time."
" Of nothing at all but foolishness," said the irritated old
lady.
"Kever mind, mother," said Louisa — "but did you ever see
such magnificent rocks ?"
*' I never want to see them again," said the old lady, who
cared very little for the magnificence of nature.
The whole scene was one of surprising grandeur. With
nothing to intercept or lessen the view, a mighty, ridge of snow-
capped mountains rose before us, pile upon pile, glowing in the
bright refulgence of an unclouded sky. Immediately beneath
them, and between two ridges covered with dark pines, lay the
lake, glittering in the rich sunlight, its banks of yellow sand,
and the light foliage of the aspen groves contrasting with the
gloomy grandeur of the shadowy pines.
After a long discussion, it was decided that we should retrace
our steps to the foot of the South Pass, and thence enter the
valley which communicated immediately with the Green River,
and thence inclining southward, led directly to Bear River, a
tributary of the Great Salt Lake. A half-civilized Indian of
the Black-feet tribe, who had been trapping for beaver among
the hills, seeing our fires, came into the camp, and volunteered
to be our guide. B m at first refused to receive him, but
the people began to murmur, and he was forced to accede. Our
misfortune, indeed, was chiefly attributable to the headstrong
Prophet, who persisted in opposing Harmer, and making his
crude revelations the guide of the people, though it appeared
that the others had become somewhat bewildered among the
Tarious intersecting trails.
270 Female Life among the Mormons.
CHAPTER XXXI.
BEAR RIVER VALLEY.
DITRIXG our long journey I have had no occasion to allude
to either Mrs. Cook, or Irene, the spiritual wife of Smith.
The former, on the death of his wife, attached herself unre-
servedly to Mr. Murray. It was rumored that they quarrelled,
and even came to blows : one thing, however, is certain, illicit
connexions uniformly terminate unhappily, and she manifested
the utmost indifference at his death. After this event she
became exceedingly intimate with Irene, who manifested the
utmost pride and statehness, and gloried herself in keeping the
relics of Smith. Every few days the precious garments were
brought out and aired, and then returned to the place of depo-
sit amid the perfume of musk and amber. During all this time
Irene looked haughty and discontented, said very little to any
one, and evidently regarded the wives of B m with no
friendly feeling. She absolutely refused to accord them the tri-
fling deference that courtesy required, remarking that the sur-
viving relict of the Father of Mormonism, should rather receive
than bestow homage. This formed the subject of a good jest,
and then no more was said about it.
But in our camp was one man, an elder, who had steadily,
and from the first, opposed the election of B m to the
leadership and temporal head of the church. Rumor hinted that
he aspired to the dignity himself, but being foiled, grew envious
and malicious towards his successful rival. However this might
The Secret Enemy. 271
be, he had been to B m like Mordecai sitting in the king's
gate to Haman, refusing to do him the outward homage which
his heart refused. Doubtless, this was extremely unpleasant to
one so tenacious of his dignity and honor," but he had the good
sense to perceive that it would require punishment, if noticed,
and this he was perfectly aware would place his enemy in a pro-
minent situation that would augur well to his cause.
Lawrence made his animosity and dislike felt in a thousand
ways, though it would have been a difficult matter to express in
plain language any one act that was reprehensible. Every
intelligent observer knows, however, that almost every passion
or emotion of the human breast can be expressed without words.
Who has not read indifference, disgust, and dislike, as well as
love and tenderness, in looks. Then, how much may be implied
in' a shrug, a tone of the voice, or glance of the eye ? What an
insinuation of hate, or malice, or slander, may be couched under
the smoothest words ; and how much more certain are such of
doing harm, since we imbibe the impression without being
■exactly aware of what it is ? Then Lawrence was exceedingly
mnning and diplomatic, affecting a taciturnity and reserve, altoge-
ther foreign to his character. He always kept himself in the
oack-ground, said little, took no part in discussions or alterca-
tions, and made himself familiar to no one, unless, indeed, we
except Irene ; yet, few that looked into the deep unfathomable
recesses of his eyes ; few that saw his brow wrinkled with
thought, could keep from thinking that under this smooth exte-
rior the pent-up fires of volcanic passion lay concealed.
Recently he had paid more than ordinary attention to Irene.
They had long conferences, took long walks, and associated
together on all occasions. Mrs. Cook, though the friend and
companion of Irene, was evidently a secondary personage with
him.
Mrs. Bradish, always awake to everything that was going on,
272 Female Ltfe among the Mormons.
observed this, and soon came to a definite conclusion, as to its
tendency. Coming to our tent, one day, she exclaimed ; "Depend
upon it, Mr. Ward, there is something wrong about Lawrence
and Irene I"
" And what may it be ?"
" I can^t exactly tell, though time will develop."
" That he wants a wife — a very natural want, to be sure,"
said Mr. Ward, laughing.
" And the mitre ?"
" I hardly think he has any designs on that."
" Well, we shall see. ^he fact is," continued Mrs. Bradish,
"that B m committed a great niistake, in not marrying
Irene, himself. I told him so, at the time. She is excessively
ambitious, and standing in so near a relation to the first Pro-
phet, considers herself entitled to fill a corresponding place to
the second."
" Is it too late, yet ?"
" To be sure it is."
"Think so?"
" I know it. Yesterday, as in duty bound, I communicated
my suspicions to him. He affected to treat the matter with
indifference, though I could see that he really felt concern.
When I mentioned Irene, and her former connection with the
sainted dead, he smiled, and inquired if I supposed Irene consid-
ered herself insulted by his neglect ; to which I replied in the
affirmative.
" ' Well,' he answered, complacently, * heaven has already
bestowed upon me three wives, and when we arrive at the
Promised Land, I design to propose for another ; but, rather
than have any difficulty about that, I will propose for Irene,
likewise.'
" ' It is too late,' I replied ; * she would certainly refuse
you.'
Dissatisfaction Broods in Secret. 273
*' He lifted his eyes in astonishment.
" ' Now, she would,' I continued ; ' four or five months ago,
it would haye been different.'
*' I saw that he was piqued, as he answered : ' Well, we shall
see,' and walked off. And he did see. He went that very
evening, and besought her to become his wife."
" And she refused him ?" inquired Mr. Ward.
*' Yes — scornfully."
*' B m has gained the ill-will of several of the party,'^ said
Mr. Ward. '' He is, in fact, both selfish and obstinate."
It need scarcely be said, that there were murmurs, "not loud,
but deep," when we began to retrace our march.
" I thought," said Harmer, *' that we were going wrong, but,
wrong or right, as the Prophet, there, urged his Revelations, I
concluded that he might see where they would lead him."
Fan Simpkins asserted that it made no difference to her ; it
certainly did not to Ethleen, whose lover was continually beside
bcr ; but the others exceedingly regretted that even a day's
travel should be spent in vain. It had been the custom of
B m to point out our direction, though, previous to his rup-
ture with Harmer, he had been guided by his knowledge and
experience of the country, but even that was rather limited.
The Indian, for a valuable consideration, undertook to be our
guide to the Bear River "Valley. He was a tall, athletic fellow,
speaking English imperfectly, and professing great regard for
the whites. Though he performed his duty manfully, pointing
out the course, and assisting to remove obstructions, many of
the more zealous Mormons considered it a great humiliation, to
be necessitated to receive assistance from a heathen and idolater.
Irene made herself very busy in disseminating and arguing such
sentiments, Lawrence said nothing, at least publicly, though
the two had several private conversations, of long contin-
uance.
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2T4 Female Life among the Mormons.
At length, night came on. "We made our encampment, and
prepared supper. While we were eating, a loud, wild shriek
was heard. Instantly starting to my feet, I ran out, and met
Emily, just coming to tell me that Lawrence was dead — that he
died very suddenly, after having informed Irene that such an
event awaited him, and requesting of her to be laid out in the
sacred garments of Smith, as a revelation had informed him,
that in that manner he would be restored to life.
I was not in the least astonished at this. Indeed, I had wit-
nessed so much humbugery and jugglery, that I could not be
surprised at anything, though I did wonder what new phase of
deception was under way,
"The plot is developing," said Mrs. Bradish, when informed of
the circumstance. " I want to see the dead man — where is he ?"
" In that tent, yonder, with Irene," said a bystander.
Mrs. Bradish visited the dead man, but soon returned.
" He is no more dead than I am," she said. " He has brought
on a state of syncope, or trance. Any one can do it, who
pleases to, though, probably, some persons easier than others."
" I never heard of such a thing."
" Well, I have, and seen it, too,'* she answered. " I was once
acquainted with a man, who laid a wager that he would die and
come to life agam. Some laughed ; others were horror-stricken,
at what they denominated his presumption and impiety. I
determined to watch him closely. Having a mattress, he lay
down on his back, folded his hands across his breast, and then
remained perfectly still. After a few minutes, there was, evi-
dently, a sinking of the system ; the pulse rapidly declined ; the
heart beat slow and heavily, and the breathing grew shorter
and shorter, until it finally ceased. Then the extremities became
cold ; the limbs stiff and rigid ; the under-jaw dropped ; the
eye-winkers partially opened, revealing the ball turned upwards ;
and all the symptoms were those of death."
The Sacred Garments. 2T5
" Were you not frightened ?"
" I was surprised and astonished, beyond measure ; the more
so, when, after lying in this state four or five hours, there were
evident marks of returning animation. The countenance, which
had been livid, gradually resumed its natural color ; the eyes
slowly opened, and the breathing became regular. After this,
he recovered rapidly, sat up, and asked for food. Upon being
questioned, he said that he could produce that state, at any
time, merely by a strong effort of the will."
*' But what inducement could Lawrence have, to produce this
state V
" In what light would you regard a man, who had risen from
the dead ?"
" As something wonderful, remarkable ; something to be
► evered and honored."
**That is a sufficient solution of his motives. He requests the
j^rments of Smith to be put on him, that is to give his waken-
ing the character of a miracle. Then he will have to relate the
wonderful scenes he has passed through, and the surprising revela-
tions that have been made to him. This will give him the popu-
larity that he desires, and I greatly fear will lead to a division in
the church."
"This might partly be avoided by refusing to permit the
sacred garments to be put on him," said Mr. Ward. " But I
scarcely imagine that B m would listen to anything I would
say."
" Whether or not he listens to me, I mean to tell him," said
Mrs. Bradish, and she started off.
In a short time she returned.
"Well, what result ?" I inquired.
" After I had informed B m of my suspicions, he went to
the tent where Lawrence lay ; Mrs. Cook sat at his feet sobbing,
and Irene had buried her face in a remarkably dry handkerchief.
276 Female Life among the Mormons.
A large concourse of people, and several elders were standing
or sitting around. The sacred garments had been removed from
their perfumed resting-place, and were hanging up to air, prepa-
ratory to being put on the dead man, agreeably to his request.
Without saying a word B m walked into the tent, the
assembled company involuntarily doing obeisance, which he coolly
acknowledged, and then proceeded straight to the garments,
gathered them up in his arms, and carried them off, before the
spectators became fully aware of his intentions. He knew very
well," she continued, " that there was no other way by which he
could get them. They'll have a hard time to outwit him."
" Did they send for the garments afterwards ?"
"To be sure they did ; and Irene went herself, and coaxed,
threatened, and scolded, but all to no purpose."
'* He wouldn't give them up ?"
" Not he ; he told her that they were the property of the
church, and that himself, as the head of the church, was their
proper keeper. Then she raved and stormed like a fury, called
him a thief, and demanded to know, by what right he refused to
permit the mh-aculous virtues in the garments to be tested."
" And what did B m say ?"
" Nothing at all. He sat perfectly calm and collected, reading
his Bible, as if nothing had happened to disturb his serenity."
After exhausting all her efforts to no purpose, she went back
to the tent, and watched beside the sleeper. The next morning
he began to recover slowly, exactly as Mrs. Bradish had pre-
dicted, but the absence of the consecrated garments divested
his reauimation of the character of a miracle, though it did not
prevent his relating a wonderful vision, in which he stated that
he had seen Smith, and received information, that the founder
of Mormonism was greatly concerned that the affairs of the
Church had fallen into such improper hands, and finally concluded
by asserting that he had been chosen and delegated to lead the
• Mrs. Bradish Declines the Honor. 277
saints to their destination. This announcement was evidently
premature ; no one seconded the measure, or seemed prepared to
accept him in that capacity. Cries of " No ! no I" resounded
from all sides. " You are not a suitable person ; you shall not
be our leader."
" What God hath cleansed, you should not consider common
or unclean,*' he said, " my vision ! my restoration to life I"
" What proof have we of that ?"
" I have always heard that seeing was believing," he answered.
" A great many people witnessed my dissolution, and now I
stand here perfectly restored."
" It was all a trick, a jugglery, we have heard of such things
before."
Mrs. Bradish had taken the pains to inform the whole com-
pany, that cases of suspended animation might be voluntarily
superinduced, and nothing probably, but her knowledge and
foresight had saved the Mormon Church from a revolution, so far
as a new leader was concerned, and B m from losing his
dignified position in the Mormon hierarchy.
Overcome with gratitude, and probably thinking that such
services merited a distinguished reward, he came to visit her
that evening, and make his acknowledgments. After a long
prefatory harangue, he said : —
" There is but one reward, my dear madam, which I can offer
you, that is at all commensurate with the very important service
you have rendered me, and it is altogether uncertain, whether
or not that will meet your approbation."
Mrs. Bradish raised her eyes in astonishment, but finally
remarked, that she neither wished nor expected a reward, having
acted from the sole consciousness of duty, and being fully satis-
fied with the approbation of her conscience.
" That may sound well enough for you, madam, though it will
hardly do for me. I do not choose to lie under unpaid obliga-
278 Female Life among the Mormons.
tions to any one. It scarcely becomes me; and so I must at
least make you an offer."
" An offer," said the lady, " what kind of an offer ?"
" An' offer of marriage, to be sure."
"Of marriage to whom?"
" To myself," he answered, " but I see you despise me."
" Far from it, my dear sir," she said, offering her hand. "And
,et I doubt much, whether a marriage between us would con-
\ribute to the happiness of either. You have three wives
already."
" And that should rather be an inducement to you, than
otherwise."
Mrs. Bradish smiled a meaning smile. "I fear," she said,
" that my entrance into your household might not be relished by
its present inmates."
" And what of that ?" he replied, "you should be the first
and greatest among them." •
" No ; that privilege belongs of right to the first wife."
" The husband has the liberty of conferring it on any one he
pleases."
" The husband may Assume that right, but I conceive that
such an assumption of prerogative is unjust."
"The husband is the head of the wife ; her temporal and
eternal salvation depends on him."
Mrs. Bradish, though she had taught the same lesson to me
and others, seemed to shrink when it was brought back to her.
Then bursting into a laugh, she said, " You see, good brother,
that we cannot agree even in a short conversation, and though I
feel greatly flattered by your good opinion, must decidedly and
at once decline your proposal."
" I have at least proved my gratitude," he said.
"Certainly, certainly; no one will dispute that."
"'And we are still to be friends, the same as formerly ?"
The Promised Land. 219
" Indeed, 1 hope so."
And the two separated, both better suited, and much happier
than if they had been affianced lovers.
After a somewhat toilsome march over a rugged and broken
country, we came at length to level, dry, uninteresting plains.
Here we struck a trail, which our guide informed us, led directly
to the Great Salt Lake, through a well-watered country, where
fine timber and some game abounded. Our Indian guide, whose
knowledge of the country was much more exact and accurate
than that of Harmer or Buckley, or even both put together,
related many wild and beautiful stories of the different rivers,
with their wild wooded islands, and roaring rapids. Under his
guidance, we progressed finely, and entered at length the high
and broken country, which terminates in the Utah chain of
mountains.
After several days' travel, in which nothing remarkable occur-
red, we crossed a mountain ridge at a pass of great elevation,
and descended immediately into the picturesque and fertile
valley of Bear River. From the summit of this pass, we had an
extensive view over a broken and mountainous region, whose
rugged appearance was greatly increased by the smoky weather
through which the broken ridges were darkly and dimly seen.
The ascent to the summit of the gap resembles, in many charac-
teristics, the pass of -the Alleghanies ; and the descent on the
western side, though rather precipitous, was tolerably good.
We were now entering a region which, for us, presented
unusual interest. The Mormon Land of Promise, the Home of
the Faithful, where they would be secure from the encroachments
of the heathen ; the Holy Place, where the saints should build
up a kingdom, and where Christ should descend to dispense the
joys of millenium blessedness, during his reign of a thousand
years. All unpleasant thoughts were merged in the joyous
anticipation of ending our journey so soon. The errors of
280 Female LirE among the Mormons.
B m were forgiven and forgotten, but the good Indian
received a substantial tok^n of our gratitude.
But independent of these considerations, the Great Salt Lake
possessed, for me, a strange and extraordinary interest. It
formed one of the most remarkable features in the geography of
the country, and was the salient point around which centered
innumerable traditional tales of hunters and travellers. Though
Buckley had never visited its shores, he contended, that, accord-
ing to accounts, it had no visible outlet, but that somewhere on
its surface was a dreadful whirlpool, by which its waters
descended, through subterranean passages, into the ocean.
This Harmer disputed, and the Indian positively contradicted.
However, it formed a theme for innumerable discussions, in
which the women frequently joined.
"No outlet," said Mrs. Beardsley, "just like the Dead Sea in
Asia ; not just like it either, for Elder Scarow used to say that
was the mouth of Hell."
" The mouth of Hell ?" ejaculated Harmer.
" Certainly, but you needn't be so surprised about that ;
there's a Hell, to be sure, you won't pretend to deny that ; and
there must be somewhere to get into it. This Elder Scarow
declared to be that horrible sulphurous lake, where the wicked
cities of Sodom and Gomorrah stood."
" And how did he know ?"
" Oh, he had a dream, or vision, that told him so."
" Well, who knows but what this lake communicates with the
same place ? Of course it would be necessary to have a passage
on each continent,'^ said Harmer.
Emily looked reproachfully towards him, and said :
" How can you talk so ?"
Harmer only laughed,
" I don't see anything wrong in that," said Charley Moore,
" the supposition is perfectly natural."
The Startling Missive. 281
The old lady, however, seemed to think that they were mak-
ing a jest of her, and retired.
Presently a little girl, the daughter of a woman in our com-
pany, who waited on one of B m's wives, came with a note
for Emily. I watched her countenance, and perceived that
when she rose to obey the summons it contained, she appeared
excessively agitated.
Harmer noticed this, their eyes met, and she 4;hrust the letter
into his hand.
CHAPTER XXXII.
OTHER EMIGRANTS.
THE valley of Bear River is from three to four miles wide,
bounded on either side by mountainous ridges, rising sud-
denly from the plain. Shut out from the world, it reminded me
continually of the happy valley, where the royal race of Abyssi-
nia exhausted their lives in a round of endless enjoyment.
These ridges, in some places, were sterile and naked ; in others,
they were thickly wooded with dark pine forests. Sometimes a
stream would smoothly descend along a narrow, fertile, and pic-
turesque valley ; and sometimes mountain torrents would tumble
impetuously over the rocks. Elk and antelope were abundant,
and some of the hunters came suddenly on a trail of wagons and
horses, by which we knew that another company of emigrants
had passed.
"They are of our people," said B m, "bless the Lord."
" I am not certain of that, though it may be the case," said
Mrs. Bradish.
282 Female Life among the Mormons.
Journeying on over a small hill, we came suddenly in sight of
them, encamped in a lovely situation, and joined them near
night-fall. As our leader had anticipated, they proved to be
Mormons, travelling to the promised land. We had a joyful
meeting then, and the united companies sang the Hallelujah
Chorus, with infinite animation. They had started from St.
Louis a month subsequent to ourselves, by which we learned
how much, and how far we had travelled out of our way.
They informed us that other companies of emigrants, princi-
pally Mormons, were reposing in a beautiful valley a short
distance off, with whom they designed to unite. Our party
concluded to do the same, and crossing a clear stream of water,
about fifty yards in breadth, we ascended a wid^ ravine, between
remarkable mountains, rising abruptly on either side. A few
miles further on, we passed the point of a narrow spur, and
descended into a valley, whose picture of home beauty touched
our hearts. For several miles along the river, the edge of the
wood was dotted with emigrant wagons, whose white covers
reflected in the sun. They were collected in groups at different
camps, where the smoke was rising lazily from the fires, around
which the women were busily engaged in preparing the evening
meal, the children rolling and tumbling in the grass, and the
cattle feeding in quiet security. They had been reposing for
several days in this delightful valley, in order to recruit the
strength of their animals, on its luxuriant pasturage, after their
long and toilsome travels, and prepare them to finish their
journey.
B m passed around among the different encampments, and
received the homage graciously awarded to him as their spiritual
father. He rejoiced greatly in the goodly number of his children
thus happily brought together, and compared the different divi-
sions of them to the different tribes of the Israelites. They had
cx)me from several States, from Michigan, Indiana, Illinois, and
The Prophet Discourses on Polygamy. 283
Beaver Island. "And they shall continue to come/^ said
B m, "from every part of the world — from Europe and
Asia, and the islands of the sea. And we will build up a king-
dom to the Lord, with a temple to which the nations shall come
and worship."
It was proposed to hold a meeting in the open air, at which
B m was invited to preach. He consented, and the people
all gathered, men, women and children. The pulpit was a plat-
form raised on a wagon, beneath the wide-spreading branches
of a green tree. The subject of his discourse, polygamy, which
he attempted to justify from Scripture, and the example of the
ancient patriarchs. His reasoning was something like this :
That if it was right to have one wife, it was right to have two,
or even more, since actions in themselves morally wrong — for
instance murder, theft, or similar crimes — are not allowed, even
in one instance. That the law of the United States, which
allowed one wife to every man, and denied his right to more
than one, was highly tyrannical ; that in many cases the prac-
tice of polygamy was attended with many benefits, especially in
cases of sickness, and where household burdens could not be
otherwise than troublesome and onerous ; that the purpose of
marriage being the perpetuation of the human species, it fol-
lowed that when the wife ceased bearing, or was otherwise inca-
pable or unwilling to raise a family, it became the husband's
duty to take another wife. This he proved by the example of
Abraham and Jacob. David, he said, had several wives, yet
the Lord never reproved him for it, and if it was right then, it
remains so yet.
This doctrine, though nothing new to me, excited the surprise
and consternation of many women. They were not prepared for
such a state of things. They had been converted to Mormon-
ism by the missionaries whom Smith had sent out, with instruc-
tions to deal only in the pure milk of the Gospel, by which he
284 Female Life among the Mormons,
meant those parts of Mormonism the most conformable to the
generally-received opinions of the day, reserving the meat — such
things as polygamy and spiritual wifeage — for those more
advanced in the knowledge of the blessings designed for the
Faithful. It was easy to perceive that these doctrines were
rather unpalatable to the majority of the females, though the
men seemed pleased, and many of them really exultant. Not a
few began immediately to direct their 'glances where stood a
bevy of blooming girls, and greatly to the chagrin of their com-
panions, four or five passed directly over to them, and com
raenced a conversation.
While resting in this beautiful valley, the time to me passed
happily. "We were divided into messes, three or four families in
a mess, each being provided with a fire and cooking utensils,
placed a short distance from their tents. When all were stir-
ring, at meal times, we presented a very lively and animated
appearance. Some were cooking, others eating, others prepar-
ing a temporary table, and yet others, somewhat behindhand,
just kindling their fires. To borrow a fire was not at all uncom-
mon. Some families did all their cooking at borrowed fires.
Perhaps a little blue-eyed girl would come bounding fawn-like
over the grass :
" Mother wants to borrow your fire to get breakfast. Can
she have it P
" Oh, certainly."
" And your pot, and tea-kettle V*
" Yery well."
" The spider, too ?"
" I reckon."
And the girl goes bounding back to reporl the success of her
message.
Then a big boy, in tattered trowsers, and with a brimless hat,
comes marching along with a huge annload of brush to replenish
A Scene at ** Meal-Time." 285
the blaze, followed by a woman in a gingham sun-bonnet, and
coarse calico dress, bearing a great fat baby in one arm, and a
dish containing some slices of raw meat with the other. Within
speaking distance, the salutation would be given :
" Good morning, Mrs. Ward, I fear that we are putting you
to a great deal of trouble, but it's so much handier to get break-
fast by a fire already made, than it is to have to kindle one for
yourself, that I told papa, seeing as how we were late, that I'd
just come round here and get something to eat, though it's very
little that we've got. How are you on it for coffee ?"
" I have a little left, a very little, that I am saving until
some of us get sick."
" Come, John, don't be all day filling that tea-kettle. Sit
still bubby there on the grass. A little coffee did you say ? —
Well, it would do me good to even see some. Dear ! dear !
only to think what we have come to ; not a grain of coffee or
particle of tea, and compelled to drink this slop — ain't it too
bad, considering how we used to have all and everything ?"
" It's neighbor's fare."
*' So I suppose ; but that don't help it any. There, John,
hang that kettle as it ought to be over the blaze. Now go and
get the leaves I gave you yesterday, put them in the tea-pot,
and bring it here ; the kettle will soon boil. There bub, you'r
too noisy. I must get the meat broiling."
The emigrants suppKed the place of tea, with a kind of wild
sage, that made a palatable and nutritious drink.
The meat is put broiling, but "bubby" is determined to be
noticed.
" Here, John," screams the mother, " come take ' bub ;'
what's that you are saying ? — shan't, eh ? Don't talk your
sauce to me. Come along, I say, here ; I can't leave this meat
a minute ; 'twill burn up, certainly."
286 Female Life among the Mormons.
John, however, wouldn't come, and " bubby," shrieking with
madness, rolled about on the grass.
Meanwhile, our breakfast is eaten — perhaps some boiled
kamas or bitter root for bread, with fried or broiled venison, the
flesh of the elk or antelope, and I rise up to put things *' to
rights.'' " Do you want this spider ?" I inquired, raising my voice
to the highest pitch, in consequence of " bubby 's" excessive din.
" No,'' she answers. *' I thought I should when Malvinai
Matilda camo round here, but I finally concluded that we'd
drink our tea, and eat this meat, and leave the rest for dinner.
Such good bread, and pound cakes and cookies as we used to
have. Oh, dear !"
" We suffer gfeat deprivations,'' I said, removing the spider.
" Oh, I never thought it was half so far. Do hush your
racket. What on earth ails the child ? — why, I cannot hear
myself'think. But what did you think of the sermon t'other
night ? I declare, I never was so beat."
" Thought it pretty good, considering the subject."
" And so did papa. He seemed really delighted with it, and
actually declared that he meant to have another wife before a
month."
"'Another wife, indeed I' I answered, sharply. 'I guess one
wife is quite as many as you can take care of.'
" ' Oh, I want 'em to take care of me,' he said, laughing.
" * Well, if you get another wife I won't do a hand's turn for
you,' I replied.
" * Yes you would, you'd love me all the better, and be in
constant strife with the others, to see who could do the most.'
" * Don't you believe anything of that kind ;' but, here, I've
been talking, and let my meat burn. It's done, I believe," and,
putting it in the dish, she took up "bubby," who had screamed
himself into a good humor, and walked off.
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And such scenes were transpiring througli all the valley.
Meats were being dressed iu an infinite variety of ways, or
being eaten without seasoning or stuffing. Here, a group were
using their utmost endeavors to masticate a boiled wild goose ;
and there, another company, seated on the grass, like so many
Turks, were feasting on a loin of elk. Some were bearing
water from the river ; others carrying wood from the forest ;
some were talking politics, and discussing the temporal kingdom
of Christ ; while others were speculating on the quality of the
soil, and its adaptation to agricultural produce.
The breakfast was readily got over, as there was little to
cook, and consequently it was soon eaten. This done, the men
sallied out over the hills to explore the country, "some carrying
their guns, others their fishing tackle, and some with neither.
The young people amused themselves with roaming through the
meadows, to search for edible roots. Lawrence and Irene, arm
in arm, took a long walk, as Mrs. Bradish said, to plot new mis-
chief ; while the women gathered into knots and groups, talked
about their babies, the recent sermon on matrimonial affairs, or
fresh bits of neighborhood gossip ; for no life is more favorable
to scandal than the one we had been leading.
" That's a fine child of your'n, Mrs. Dallas," said one of those
milk-and-water women, of whom I am always afraid, they look
so sleek and beautiful, yet tiger-like withal.
" Eight months," said Mrs. Dallas, " and he's got four teeth."
" Four teeth ! bless me, how smart he is, and beautiful tod,"
she continued. "Well, I always did admire beautiful children."
The infant Dallas was one of the ugliest specimens of child-
hood, with little grey eyes, a pug nose, and red hair. Even the
mother had never considered him beautiful before now. " Your
husband never ought to think of taking another wife, while you
bring him such beautiful children." ^
The women were seated on a low bench.
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" My husband take another wife !" said Mrs. Dallas, starting.
" Does he think of such a thing ?"
" I don't know how he can help thinking of it, after hearing
that sermon. I'm thankful that I'm a widow."
" I can't believe that my husband will ever want to insult me
that way ; for 'twould be an insult, now, wouldn't it ?"
" An insult ? I should think so."
" The very thought of it makes me weep," said Mrs. Dallas,
and she burst into tears.
" I don't know as that will be the case, but then I shouldn't
wonder if it was," said this prophetess of evil, and so, bidding
the child comfort his mammy, and Mrs. Dallas not to care, she
walked off.
Mrs. Dallas was one of those women who are always expect-
ing evil and meeting trouble. She was very fond of her hus-
band, and the words of this pretended friend filled her mind
with the most dreadful apprehensions. When Mr. Dallas
returned from the chase, he found her in tears, which she vainly
strove to hide, and of which he determined to discover the
cause. But all his tenderness and caresses were unavaiUng.
She could not be the first to mention her horrible foreboding to
him, and he left her at length, very much displeased.
It need not be supposed, however, that all the females enter-
tained similar views of polygamy. Some declared that they
were perfectly willing for their husbands to avail themselves of
the privilege, and take other wives if they saw fit. Others said
they knew not what to think of it, though the majority, it
must be confessed, were anything but pleased with the pro-
position.
When the young people returned from gathering roots, Emily
came to our tent. I saw that she had been weeping, and
inquired the ca^. At first, she hesitated, but a little persua-
sion overcame her reluctance, and she began :
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** You know, probably, that I received a note from B m
the other day."
" I knew that you received a note, and circumstances led me
to infer that it came from him."
"Well, he requested me to visit him immediately, as he
wished to communicate with me on a subject of vital impor-
tance. I guessed its import, and nerved myself for a scene.
" The Mormon dignitary was seated in a large stuffed, and
cushioned chair, with all the emblems of his dignity about him.
He wore a long, loose robe, embroidered slippers, and a mitre,
beneath which, his repulsive countenance showed to the greatest
disadvantage. His wives retreated from the apartment at my
approach; and he motioned me to a seat on the stool at his
feet. I sunk down upon it, glad to escape the burning gleam of
his eyes, for his whole countenance glowed with the fervor of an
August noon.
" ' You aise very lovely,' he said, at length breaking the silence,
and drawing back my head on his knee, he attempted to kiss me.
I shrank from his touch, as from the sting of a serpent, and
rising up, requested him to inform me of the business he wished
to communicate, that I might depart.
" 'Depart, indeed ; why no, my charmer, your home is hence-
forth with me.'
*' ''No, sir,' I answered, *you are mistaken there.'
'' His countenance grew dark with suppressed passion, * It is
my pleasure to take you for a wife,' he said.
" ' But it is not my pleasure to receive you for a husband,
you are well supplied with wives already.'
" * Not so well as I wish to be, and then it was revealed to me
that I must take you.'
" '^NTothing of the kind has been revealed to me, and until it
is, I must persist in declining yonr offer.'
" He seemed really surprised at my audacity, in placing myself
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in equality with him, and there was an expression in his counte-
nance, and a gleam in his eye, that made me shudder.
" * And do women ever have revelations about these things V
he said, after a moment's silence.
" ' I suppose so. I know of no reason why they should nat.^
" * You require instruction, I see,' he said.
" * And shall be happy to receive it, provided it is of the right
kind.'
" * And who shall be the judge of that ?'
" ' Myself.'
"He shook his head solemnly, and said, 'Your soul is in
danger.'
" * And yours may be too, for what I know.'
*' I no longer feared, though I hated and despised him.
** * This is all folly on your part,' he said at length. * As my
wife, your temporal and eternal salvation will be secured. You
will be safe from the power of the devil, and beyond the danger
of ever falling away. It is for your own good that I desire this,
and now will you refuse V
"a will.'
" Again his countenance grew dark, and he inquired,
" * Do you not know that I possess the power to enforce your
obedience j that no one, especially a woman, may thwart my will
with impunity V
" ' But women have thwarted your will — Irene, Mrs. Bradish.'
" ' Silence, I tell you, don't mention them to me,' he cried.
* These were different cases. It was mere expediency that
influenced my conduct with regard to them, but you I have
learned to love,' and he attempted to take my hand.
" I withdrew it.
" * I see how it is,' he said. ' Harmer has been inveigling, you
into a connection with him. Is it not so V
" * By what right do you inquire ? I did not come here as to
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a confessional. If the important business you named relates to
this, you will please suffer me to depart.'
" ' Kot till you have answered me.'
" 'Well, then, he has not inveigled me.'
" * Has he not asked you to become his wife V
" ' He has.'
" ' And you consented ?'
'"I did.'
*' * And you dare prefer him to me ?'
"'I dare.'
" ' But don't you know, that no marriage can be consummated
among our people without my consent ?'
" * I was not aware that such was the case.'
" A gleam of malicious pleasure twinkled in his eyes, as he
answered, ' Well, it is the case, and you may rest assured that
I shall never consent to your marriage with him. Heaven,
everything, forbids it. And now I command you, by the right
in me vested — a right which extends to the control and supervi-
sion of every female among us — that you cease to associate with
him. Do you hear ?'
" ' I hear.'
" ' And will you obey V
" I made no answer.
" He looked threateningly, and muttered ' Beware !'
" ' Beware of what ?' I said, affecting a cahnness and uncon-
cern, that I was far from feeling.
" ' Child,' he answered, and his countenance grew darker, and
his voice sterner, ' what use is there in pretending all this igno-
rance ? You know very well, that you are solely and wholly in
my power. You have no parents, no relatives. These people
with whom you live, have no legal claim over you, neither can
they prevent the exercise of my undoubted right, to do with you
as I please.'
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"' Bat am I not under the protection of the laws of the land V
" ' Laws of the land ! now that is too good — laws of the land !
indeed, what laws of the land are there, but my will ? What
State ? what government has power or authority here ? No I
my beauty, set your heart at rest in that quarter. Here I do
as I please with my own. I consider myself amenable to no
law, but the code of Mormon, and that places all authority in
my hands.'
" ' And you,' I said, * what, are you, a leader of the saints,
a priest and prophet of the Most High, thus taking advantage
of my unprotected situation, to force me to a connection which
my soul abhors ? For shame, were you ten times more powerful
than you be, I would hate and defy you.'
" * Because you confide in my generosity not to injure you.'
" ' Far from it. You have no generosity ; I know that you
are as incapable of one true honorable feeling, as you are capable
of perpetrating the grossest villanies ; but because I can bear
all the penalties of your wrath, whatever they may be, with
pleasurable satisfaction, compared to the endurance of a stated
vilest concubinage, such as you wish to impose upon me.'
" * And you call the holy state of marriage concubinage V
" * I do, such marriage as you propose. Without love, with-
out sympathy, without congeniality of mind, or appropriateness
of age ; sensuality on one side and compulsion on the other,
what else could it be ?' and I looked him directly in the face.
" ' I see,' he said at length, ' I see that the true import of the
marriage institution is altogether beyond your comprehension.
These sympathies and congenialities of which you speak, are
nothing, and only exist in the distempered fancy of silly young
women. But you need a husband to protect and support you ;
a husband by whom you can be saved from perdition. As my
wife, you will be honored and honorable ; servants shall do your
bidding— ah, and slaves, too.'
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"* Slaves?
" * Yes, slaves — negroes. Is there anything wonderful in that V
*' ' Not that I am aware of, only I don't know how you are to
get them.'
*" I can tell you. I left word with a slave-dealer in St.
Louis, to send on thither a large gang of slaves. I presume
they are coming now. Harmer cannot afford you any luxury ;
why will you cling to him V
" ' Because I am fond of his society, and have promised to
become his wife. Let me go, I beseech you I'
" ' Well, go ; but remember what I said. I do not desire
your final answer, now ; that, I shall demand in one month from
this date ; but the wife of Harmer, you shall never be. You
^may go to the grave, but never to his bed.'
" 'Destiny may decide otherwise,' I answered, and hastened
away.
"And now, Mrs. Ward," said Emily, " do you suppose that
this man possesses the omnipotence he imagines, or would have
us believe ?"
" That he possesses great influence, in many matters, is cer-
tain," I replied, " as he says, we are beyond the administration
of the civil law ; and yet, I should suppose that there were good
and upright men among the Mormons, who would resent any
great infringement of individual rights ; especially, when that
individual was a helpless female orphan, and on that account, if
no other, entitled to consideration and regard."
" I never will be his wife, come what will !" said Emily ; " I'll
run away to the wild Indians, first I"
" What does Harmer say ?"
" He raved like a madman,"
" I should suppose as much." .
" And now, Mrs. Ward, what am I to do ?"
** The same as if nothing had occurred."
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" And manifest the same preference for Harmer ?"
"Jiist the same. He has given you a month to decide.
Many things may happen in that time, of which, at present, we
have not the faintest perception, and which may materially
change his mind, or place you beyond his power."
" Heaven grant that it may be so !" said Emily, fervently.
Mr. Ward and several others came in, and the conversation
changed.
CHAPTER XXXIII.
A HOME IN THE DESERT.
¥E were alone in the desert — men, women and children.
Many of us inspired by the most resolute fanaticism ;
others, imbued with sentiments of religious veneration for their
leader ; and all pledged to support a cause that, whether good
or bad, whether conformable to their feelings or not, could not
fail to redound to the glory of the Mormon hierarchy, and pro-
mote the interests and views of the church. Doubtless, the
Mormon exodus was a matter of rejoicing to the enemies of
that people, or it may be that they regarded the matter with
absolute indifference : though to that very fact, is owing their
unaccuontable prosperity and rapid increase. That they stood
alone, with no neighboring communities of a different faith, and
possessing a social system founded on radically different princi-
ples, whose influence might retard their growth, or prevent the
full development of their designs, was remarkably in their favor.
They were at liberty to form such laws as suited them ; to estab-
lish precedents and decisions, conformable to their own views ;
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and, above all, the utter impossibility of escape or appeal, exer-
cised a wonderful influence over the dissatisfied, and aided, more
than anything else, in causing them to abide by their fate, and
conform to the circumstances in which they were placed. Had
injured wives possessed the chance of redress by law, or even the
opportunity of flying from the scene of such licentious habits,
polygamy, even in its infancy, would have received a death-blow ;
but these, the ones most interested in its suppression, and upon
whom fell the burdens of its intolerable evils, were constrained
to abide by it, and, in most cases, without murmur or complaint.
The great influence which Mormonism has acquired in Utah,
and the power by which it will yet make itself felt in the world,
is solely attributable to the fact, that it has been left free to
spread and develop itself, without any counteracting influences,
which could not have been the case in a State whete the laws
were already established. In Utah, it became the nucleus,
around which society formed itself, and thus entered, at once,
into all the organizations of domestic and political afl'airs. The
Mormons, from the first, were settled in communities ; they were
bound to each other by human sympathies, neighborhood attach-
ments, and the ties of church relationship ; consequently, there
was no waste of influence ; but a centre was created, possess-
ing an attractive force, which could not fail of modeling, to a
certain extent, all that came within its circle.
The Mormon exodus, though not regarded at the time in
such a light, was a missionary effort on a grand scale, and in
the most effective form. The Mormon Church, thus established,
became the germ of a city, and planted the seed of all its evils
and abominations around it. How far into the future this
movement will reach, in its^' influence upon the destinies of the
western portion of our continent, or even upon our Republic, it
is impossible at this time to decide.
But it need not be supposed that all this has been accom-
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plished without effort, and labor, too, of the most zealous and
untiring description ; and, in this respect, at least, other denom-
inations of Christians might profit by their example. Settled
in this wilderness, they have not only sustained themselves, but
sent missionaries into every quarter of the world, and this with-
out any of those appeals through the press, and without any of
that system of begging which others habitually employ.
Thus, in a few years, Utah has become the centre of the
Mormon world, the basis of a powerful State, and the strong-
hold of a church differing from Christianity in all its essential
points.
Looking back over the past, it scarcely seems possible that
so much has been accomplished, in so few years, or that such
great additions are constantly being made to the Mormon fra
ternity. It is really marvellous in our eyes that, since we sat
down, a band of hungry, half-starved emigrants, beside the Salt
Lake, such great changes should have been wrought, as well in
the physical features of the country as in the condition of our
people. One, from an uncultivated desert, has become a region
of great capabilities, budding and blossoming like the rose ;
while the other, for poverty have found riches, for weakness
have acquired strdhgth, are no longer despised, but feared.
Did we think of such a consummation, as we sat that night
by the camp-fires, and meditated over the dangers we had
passed or escaped ? I, for one, did not. Blind and ignorant,
indeed, we are, and incapable of perceiving what may be the
result of our own actions. I had never been a believer in Mor-
monism, yet I loved my husband, and for his sake was wilHng to
abide anywhere. Time, and the participation of danger and dif-
ficulty together, had wonderfully increased my affection for
him. He was kind, considerate, and gentle, in his deportment
towards me, and, though fully aware of the deceit that had been
practised upon me in the beginning of our acquaintance, I
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readily forgave him that, and would have forgiven him ten times
more, in consideration of my happiness, in loving and being
beloved.
For many days after our arrival in Utah valley, the camp
presented a busy spectacle. The site of the city, which was to
be the centre of Mormonism, was first to be chosen ; then the
lots to be measured off, subsequent to building houses. But
the work progressed bravely, for all went at it with a hearty
good will, and, in much less time than had been anticipated, we
had comfortable homes. At first, two or three families were
domiciled in one house, then the houses were increased to the
number of the families, and finally, as the system of polygamy
came into practice, the houses required to be multiplied to an
almost indefinite extent. These houses were generally built of
the adobe materials, though some were of logs, and large or
small, according to the ability and taste of the possessor. Some
of these dwellings were reared in picturesque and romantic
situations, on the borders of beautiful streams, or the slight
elevations of grassy knolls. Others were in the midst of broad
fertile meadows, and all had an air of security and comfort that
rarely belongs to a new settlement. Though far from the bor-
ders of the civilized world, and beyond the reach of railroads
or steamboats, we possessed the necessaries, and in many cases
the luxuries, of life. The abominable system of Smith, to pur-
chase nothing from the heathen, had been generally relaxed.
Indeed, Mormonism, under his successor, had taken an entire
new phase. Most of the tricks and juggleries and impostures
had been abandoned, though probably because there was no
further occasion for their exercise. Trafl&c with the heathen was
encouraged, on condition that we always got the best of the
bargain, thus spoiling them, as the Israelites were said to have
spoiled the Egyptians. Added to this, other companies of emi-
grants were continually arriving, who,' generally speaking, were
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abundantly supplied with groceries ; for, it should be remem-
bered that several years had elapsed, between the first propaga-
tion of the Mormon creed, by Smith, and the exodus to Dese-
ret, during which time many of the Mormon elders had done a
large business in making converts. These had not been
included in the restrictions imposed by the immediate presence
of the Prophet, and, consequently, they came to us abundantly
furnished with all things essential to living, with the exception
of flour and potatoes. As a substitute, however, we obtained
various edible roots, which, being baked, or otherwise prepared,
were wholesome and nutritious.
Mrs. Bradish was lively and active as ever, and it will readily
be believed that she found enough to do. Though always curi-
ous, and sometimes impertinent, she was really very useful, won-
derfully attached to the church, and ready, at all times, to make
any sacrifice to promote its welfare. Mrs. Beardsley was hap-
pily domiciled with her daughter, with the privilege of knitting
for all the village. Her needles were never idle for a moment ;
never was woman so hurried before, for great numbers of little
boys and girls were passing her door every day with naked feet ;
while Mrs. Stillman, sen., found a source of infinite vexation
and trouble in the derelictions of her husband from what she
believed to be his matrimonial duty.
" I declare," she said to me, a few days after our arrival, " I
am completely bewildered ; that detestable Fan Simpkins is the
torment of my life. She told me to my face yesterday that she
was Mr. Stillman's wife as much as I was ; and that I might
help myself if I could."
"Well, have they been married, Mr. Stillman and her?"
''That is what I cannot find out. When I questioij him
about it, he answers indifferently or harshly ; that it is none
of my business, or something similar, and I can't nor won't
bear it."
An Old Fool and a Young Flirt. 299
"But what will you do?"
"I would do anything almost to free myself from such a
curse," she answered, "it is dreadful, horrible; a man of his
age to be led astray by a blooming girl. Then, too, all she
wants of him is to get his money."
" Think so ?"
" I know it ; you see he used to always give me his money to
keep, and not a cent of it was ever laid out unbeknown to me.
Now he manages entirely different ; I am nobody to all intents
and purposes. He never consults me on any subject, never
gives me the money, never "
" Oh well, Mrs. Stillman," I replied, " if that is all the grounds
of complaint you possess, I don't see anything to prevent your
happiness. Mr. Ward never gave me his money, or consulted
me about his business, and yet I have been very happy."
" But I dont like it."
"It is a great thing, Mrs. Stillman, to conform to circum-
stances, and the sooner the women of Utah learn that, the
better for them."
" But it is hard for old people to learn new lessons."
" I know it is, and yet what else can you do ?"
From my heart I pitied the old lady, she was near sixty years
of age ; still good-looking and highly venerable in appearance.
She had been accustomed to the exclusive love and veneration
of her husband. For nearly forty years they had been asso-
ciated in conjugal relations. She had been his adviser and
comforter, and now he turned away, bewitched and fascinated
with the charms of a younger face. Night after night she was
left alone, day after day she saw him not. When he came, his
visits were short, and he was utterly unlike his former self.
Who shall describe her utter loneliness of heart, her sense of
deep humiliation ; the harder to bear, because unexpected ?
Leaving her to grieve and bemoan, we must take some further
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notice of B in. His house had been built in grand style,
one hundred feet long, and sixty broad.
" I advise all the brothers," he said, " to build large houses,
in order to supply the wants of their increasing families. Each
brother should take at least four or six wives, and raise up
speedily a pure and perfect generation for the Lord. In no
other way can the kingdom of the saints be so rapidly estab-
lished."
I presume that all felt the truth of this, but one inquired
where the women was to come from.
" The Lord will provide them, even as he gave Eve to Adam."
" I hope, at any rate, it will not be by the same process.'*
" No danger of it," said Charley Moore.
" For my part," answered Harmer, " I would be satisfied with
one wife," and he glanced at Emily.
The look was not lost on the Prophet, and he turned away
with a frowning countenance.
" To judge from the size and appearance of his house," said
Mrs. Bradish, " our leader intends to practise the precepts that
he teaches, so far as raising a large family is concerned."
" I should think so."
^' It is capable of entertaining four large families, at least."
" He probably designs to live a la Turk; each wife and her.
family separate."
" Most likely."
"His three wives wouldn't do very well together. They
quarrel desperately, and I understand that it requu*es all his
authority to keep them within bounds."
" Are they jealous of each other ?"
" Xot exactly, but each one wishes to take precedence of the
others. The eldest fancies that her age entitles her to the
place of honor. The youngest, because she is a beauty, and a
favorite ; and the middle-aged, on account of her wealth. They
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will not eat together, because each one wishes to sit at the
head of the table ; each one also aspires to superintend and
direct the affairs of the household, while the others perform the
labor. The husband promises them, that when the slaves that
he has ordered, arrive, they shall all be exempt from household
labor. That will probably make a difference, though it will
scarcely remove all the heart-burnings and jealousies that render
them miserable."
" And which are the natural fruits of polygamy,"
" Not exactly the natural fruits," said Mrs. Bradish, " because
several women of my acquaintance view the matter with perfect
indifference. Mrs. Leach says that she would delight for her
husband to take a new wife, so that he would allow her a sepa-
rate maintenance ; that she had always worn the bonds of
marriage as fetters, and would be glad at any moment to cast
them off."
"But if I understand the subject, the marriage of another
wife by the husband, would not release her."
" From his attentions it would, at any rate, in some degree."
" Does she desire such a thing ?"
" So she says."
" Then she is certainly to be pitied."
" Not so much as those who rise up in opposition to the over-
mastering destiny, by which they will certainly be overwhelmed."
" Then how can you, a woman, argue in favor of, and approve
of a system that is destined to bring misery on your sex ?"
"Your slowness of apprehension, Mrs. Ward, is remarkable.
It is not polygamy that renders them miserable, but the false
and perverted views in which they have been educated. The
daughters of these very women, so outrageous against that
system, will grow up accustomed to it, and incapable of perceiv-
ing evil in it. It will neither offend their sense of right, nor
seem degrading or humiliating. No one will shrink any more
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from being the third wife of a man, when the two former are
living, than as though they were dead. It is custom and pub-
lic opinion that regulate all these things. Under the Greek
Empire it was considered disreputable to marry more than once.
In more modern times, a man might lawfully take his twentieth
wife, provided the nineteen were dead, which, in my view, is no
better than to take the twentieth, the nineteen living."
" "Were you a wife, you would probably think differently.'*
" Possibly, but the business of marrying and giving in mar-
riage goes on rapidly at any rate, and will, probably, while there
remains a marriageable unmarried female in the district."
"To me it looks extremely scandalous to see old withered
white-haired men, walking the streets with young brides hang-
ing to their arms, while at the same time an aged female, their
true and lawful wife, is bewailing their absence at home."
" That may be, because you have not become accustomed to
it."
"No, Mrs. Bradish," I answered, "you greatly mistake. It
is the inconsistency of such a course, and even were it lawful, it
cannot be expedient and proper."
" There you differ from Abraham, and Jacob, and David, and
Solomon, who all thought polygamy expedient and proper, and
practised it without reserve."
" Hush I here comes Elder Lucas."
The brother mentioned advanced to the door, and spoke. We
invited him in. At first he refused, but Mrs. Bradish insisted.
" Yes, Brother Lucas, you must come in, and tell us about
that wedding you went to the other night. There's been so
much talk about it, that I am dying to know the particulars."
" Well, I've a fancy that it wouldn't please you much if you
did know. It didn't me, however. I would much rather have
been away : I'll never undertake such a job again for any man
living."
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" Why, what was there so dreadful about it ?"
" Well, you see," he answered, " Brother Haley has contem-
plated taking another wife for some time, bat could never screw
up his courage sufiiciently to tell Harriet of it, and so he comes
to me the very day on which he was to be married at night, and
says :
" ' Brother Lucas, I once did you a favor — do you remem-
ber it V
" * I do, and will return it, if it is ever in my power.
" ' It is in your power now,' he replied.
" * How so V
" * I am to be married to-night. My wife knows nothing of
it. I want you to go and tell hg.'. Will you do so V
" * But why haven't you let her know it before V
'' * I couldn't tell her. A thousand times I have longed to do
so, but my heart always failed me.'
" ' Will she care much V
" ' Not very much, I guess.'
" I looked at him steadfastly, and saw that his countenance
belied his words.
" ' You will go V he asked again.
" ' Certainly,' atid I immediately set out.
" Mrs. Haley was busily engaged in her household avocations.
She was singing a mournful song of her childhood's hoine, and
her eyes looked red as if she had been weeping, but she received
me cordially and kindly, and soon inquired if I had seen her
husband, saying that he had been gone from home longer than
usual.
" ' And no wonder; he is detained by rather unusual business.'
" ' What is it ?' she quickly inquired.
" ' Can't you guess ?'
" ' I don't think that I could ; I am not familiar with my
husband's business.'
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" She looked towards me, and I made a feeble attempt to
smile.
" * You are jesting,' she said.
'" I am not.'
" ' Well, just tell me then. I am impatient under suspense.'
" * You know that Mormon husbands assume a certain privi-
lege in matrimonial affairs.'
"The color forsook her countenance in a moment, her lips
grew white and rigid. She clasped her hands till the blood half
started from the clenched nails, and approaching me so closely
that I felt her thick breathings on my face, she said in a hoarse
voice :
" 'Tell me all— instantly ! instantly I'
" * Be composed, my dear madam,' I said. * Your husband
assures me that his affection for you is undiminished, but' —
" ' He is going to take another' —
" The word stuck in her throat ; she could not speak it.
" I nodded my head affirmatively.
" She clasped her hands to her head. I thought she was
going to faint, but such was not the case. That blessed obli-
vion to sorrow was not for her. She sunk into a chair, not like
Niobe in tears, for no tears came to her relief, yet such an
expression of utter despair, such deep heartfelt misery, it is my
prayer never to witness again."
" And you made no attempt to comfort her ?" said Mrs. Bra-
dish.
" Oh, yes I did, my dear madam. I said,
" ' Don't lay it to heart so seriously. You will be very happy
together, I presume. The lady whom your husband has chosen
is every way worthy of him and you. She will make an admi-
rable companion.
" She turned her head away as if the words pained her.
' " * Please don't talk now — ^please don't,' she said.
The Bitter Sorrow. 305
" I sat a few minutes in silence, and then thinking to divert
her mind, inquired, where she obtained that beautiful flower
which was growing in the yard.
" She clasped her hands with an expression of agony that will
haunt me to the day of my death. It was so utterly desolate
and woe-begone. It seemed to say, how can you think of flowers,
or aught beautiful and pure ? Henceforth to me all is darkness
and distress. But I continued :
*" I saw some beautiful scarlet blossoms of a new species
blooming in the valley yesterday. If you wish it I will get
them for you V
"She shook her head, and a cold shudder ran over her
frame.
" ' You do not want them ?' I said.
" ' Oh, I don't know,' she answered ; ' but don't talk to me,
and about such things as that.'
" I saw then my stupidity ; saw how futile would be mere
earthly comfart ; saw the husks that I had been offering to her
bruised and wounded spirit, instead of the Bread of Life.
" ' Shall we pray ?' I inquired.
" She nodded her head.
" We knelt down, and I commenced —
" * Oh, not that way !' she almost shrieked ; * I can't bear
that. Let me pray as I did in childhood.'
"I then recollected that she had been brought up in the
ritual of the Established Church, and listened for the words of
that litany which for pathos and fervor can never be excelled.
But the petition which she breathed, though equally beautiful,
was quite different,
" * Forsake me not, oh. Lord I' she prayed, ' in this my great
extremity, but let me lean upon thee. Be thou my husband, my
friend, and brother, and when all earthly hope fails, teach me to
lovo thee more and more, to look to thee, and rest on thee.
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And oh I that it would please thee to sanctify this great affliction
to my spiritual good ; that it might please thee to purify my
heart from all vain and foolish desires.'
" A slight noise at the door caused me to raise my eyes. Haley
was standing there ; his young bride leaning on his arm, but the
injured wife, in the "fervor of her devotion, heard nothing of his
approach.
" ' And above all, oh, Lord ! that thou wouldst forgive my
husband for thus bruising and trampling on a heart that trusted
in him, for betraying the confidence of one who loved and
honored him above all others.'
" Haley stood like one transfixed with shame and surprise.
" ' That thou wouldst forgive him for sinning against thyself,
and making thy holy institution of marriage a means of licen-
tiousness ; that thou wouldst forgive and pity her, bis partner in
sin ; that her eyes may be opened to tlie evil of her ways ; and
that both may repent before it is too late.'
" Silently and stealthily the young woman drew her husband
from the door, and the two disappeared around the corner of the
house.
" Mrs. Haley finished her devotions, and arose calm and com-
posed. Prayer has a wonderfully sedative influence, and when
I came away her countenance had resumed its natural expression,
only more sweet and sad.
" Haley has since informed me, that when he returned home,
she said nothing to him on the subject, indeed, that she scarcely
spoke at tall.
" But where is the bride ?" said Mrs. Bradish.
"At her father's. She positively refused to go where
Harriet lived ; said that the presence of such a woman would
be a perpetual reproach on her, and that she couldn't nor
wouldn't endure it."
• "And so it would," I replied. "This polygamy is only
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another name for the most abhorrent licentiousness, and no pure-
minded woman would ever consent to have any part or lot in
such a system. It could easily be broken up, if every woman
would decide to remain in a state of celibacy, unless she could be
united to a husband who had no other wife.'
" ' And suppose the women have not the privilege of a
efusal."
" I don't understand you."
"Well, then," said Mrs. Bradish, "the perfect development
of Mormonism will restore women to their primitive condition."
" And what was that ?"
" A state of utter and entire dependence on their male rela-
tives. These relatives will have the power of disposing of them
in marriage as they see fit. The husband, instead of receiving a
dowry with the wife, will bestow a gift on her parents or guar-
dians, which will be handed over to the church."
" And so the church is to derive profit from the enslavement
of its females ? Abominable !"
"You can call it enslavement, or whatever you like," said
Mrs. Bradish, "yet you must be aware that the practice is
sanctioned by patriarchal usage. Jacob paid for his wives,
so did David, and Hosea, according to the Scriptures you vene-
rate, while the Book of Mormon expressly authorizes it."
Brother Lucas soon after retired, and Mrs. Bradish departed
to visit one of the elders, with whom she was becoming intimate,
and whose mansion was shared by two buxom damsels in the
character of wives.
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CHAPTER XXXIY.
Emily's narrative continued.
LEFT alone for a short time, I was glad to see Emily coming
down the street. She was dressed with unusual care, and
I never saw her look so beautiful. As she approached, it struck
me that something in her manners and appearance resembled
B ra, yet the idea was new, and to an indifferent observer
would have seemed ridiculous. He was considered homely, but
it is a fact, that certain resemblances can be traced between the
handsomest and the homeliest people, even as a caricature will
bear a very general resemblance to its living original, though
every feature is strongly and grotesquely exaggerated. A
thought, which I dare not for a moment entertain, flashed into
my mind. Her countenance had recently acquired a fixed and
energetic expression, which made the resemblance more notice-
able and striking, and I half determined to tell her of it.
After exchanging the usual compliments when she entered the
house, she introduced the subject which seemed uppermost in her
mind.
" You are aware," she said, " that B m in my former inter-
view with him, gave me one month, in which to decide whether
or not I would accept him for a husband. The time expired
some time ago, but he only demanded my decision yesterday,
saying that he wished me to see how perfectly able he was to
accommodate another wife ; that the best suit of rooms in his
The Prophet and his Yictim. 309
mansion was designed for me, and that he had the power, not
only to punish me, but all my friends,-^ I adhered to my first
resolution.
" And what did you tell him V
" That he might punish me as much as he pleased, since I W9S
determined to remain true to myself, and never marry a man
who had another wife. That as to my friends, they were very
few, but fully able to take care of themselves, so I entertained
no fears on that score.
" ' Take care how you despise my authority, or you shall feel
it,' he said.
" ' I neither despise you, nor your authority,' I replied; 'yet
why should I fear it ? you are no more than a man, and all the
power you possess as head of the church, is liable to be wrested
from you at any moment, if you make a despotic use of it.' "
" You were bearding the lion in his den."
" It don't seem so to me. I can't tell how it is, but every time
I see this man, my fear of him grows less and less. It will dis-
appear entirely, I think."
" I only hope that you will have no occasion to fear him ; but
what did he say to that ?"
'' That no one would interfere to prevent his doing with me as
he pleased.
" ' Have you then forgot that there is a Power who has
promised to protect the fatherless, and whose promises never
fail V I inquired. ' In Him is my trust.'
" ' But you refuse and deride His protection, in refusing me,'
said my tormentor. ' You thwart His will, and forfeit His care,
in not becoming my wife. He will do nothing for you ; but to
what other imaginary source do you look V
" ' To death.'
" The Prophet started wildly. * Who speaks of death V he
inquired.
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(< <
I do !' and I fixed my eyes on his face, with a calm,
unshrinking gaze. ' I dt) ; it is what we mast all meet, sooner
or later ; it is something that equalizes and levels the oppressor
and his victim — a sure and safe refuge against persecution, of
whatever kind ; and I should prefer that — yes, even that — the
damp, cold tomb — to being your wife.'
" ' But people cannot always have what they would prefer,'
he said, mockingly ; * especially, when that preference is con-
trary to the will of heaven ; and you would not dare — no, you
would not dare — to rush, unbidden, into the presence of your
Creator V
" I made no reply.
" ' Do you refuse to answer me ?' he asked.
" ' I do ; such questions as that, you have no right to ask.'
" ' But I have a right to ask ; heaven has given me the right
to know your most secret thoughts.'
" ' Then heaven must give you the power to find them
out, for it is certain that I shall never reveal them to you.'
" He seemed really surprised at my audacity, and doubtless
was ; but I had long before discovered, that the manifestation
of a spirit of defiance was the only safe course to pursue with
him. After a silence of several minutes, he said :
" * You, it seems, are averse to a marriage with me, because
I am already married. Now, suppose you marry Harmer,
or any other young man; you have no guarantee that he
will not, almost immediately, take other wives ; especially, when
such a thing is considered a religious duty, besides its agree-
ableness and expediency. Objections on that score, are alto-
gether invalid.'
" * My objections are many and great ; polygamy is only one
of them,' I replied. ' Will you suffer me to depart ?'
" ' If you will promise to hold no communication with
Harmer.'
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" * But I shall promise no such thing.'
** ' You won't V
" 'H^o ] and you have no right to exact such a promise.'
'''I haven't— eh?'
" * To be sure you haven't ; and what is more, you have not
the authority to enforce it. I shall talk with just who I please,
notwithstanding your will to the contrary.'
** ' Your boldness becomes you admirably !' he said at length,
regarding my flashing eyes and defiant countenance ; * I never
saw you look so beautiful. I am fond of variety, and after the
endless smiles with which I am accustomed to be treated by my
other wives, it would be delicious to have one whose pretty lips
could pout, or even scold a little. One gets tired of sugar,
and a little tartness, sometimes, would not come amiss.'
" ' With your permission, I will depart.'
" ' But my permission will not be given.'
" ' Then I shall go without it ;' and suiting the action to the
word, I leapt through the window.
" The portly form of the Prophet prevented his following,
though he looked and called after me.
" Passing around the house, and through a little gate, whence
a foot-path communicated with the valley, I met a lady in whom
I recognized one of B m's wives. She looked distressed and
troubled, and, offering her my hand, I inquired after her
health.
" She politely answered that her health was good ; and then
coming at once to the subject that engrossed her thoughts,
observed :
" ' B m wishes to make you his wife.'
" ' He does,' I replied.
" ' Well,' she remarked, surveying me from head to foot,
* you are much too beautiful, and I believe, too good, to be the
wife of such a brute. Oh, Miss ! if you knew him as well as I
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do, you would suffer martyrdom before consenting to become his
wife.'
" My curiosity was aroused. ' Is he not, tlien, a model hus-
band V
" ' Model husband I' she answered bitterly ; 'no man can be
ft husband to more than one woman ; and much I doubt whether
this man could be a husband to even one.'
" ' Why not V
'* ' Because he is too selfish — too utterly devoid of all the
finer and gentler feelings. He is incapable of sentiment, and
degrades marriage to a mere means of propagating the human
species.'
"'Is he fond of you?' ^
" ' How could he be fond of me, when duty, as he terms it,
required him to divide his attentions between so many, and each
wife was rigorous to exact her full share of his regards ? 'No ;
he cares nothing about any of us. He is for ever smitten with
new faces ; and that's the abomination of polygamy. Men are
naturally inclined to variety, but habit, public opinion, every-
thing, tends to restrain that inclination, in most communities.
Among us, however, polygamy gratifies and encourages it.
Wives may be multiplied like garments, and with every one that
is worn, an old one must be thrown off. How I hate and
despise myself, for ever sharing in such a system I'
" * But you were not acquainted with its evils, antil you expe-
rienced them.'
" ' And yet, I ought to have been aware that polygamy would
destroy all that was holy, and beautiful, and tender, in married
life. I ought to have foreseen how all the sweet and familiar con-
fidence of that most endearing relation, when rightly considered,
all the reciprocal sympathies, and tendernesses, and cares, which
constitute, more than anything else, the true happiness of the
conjugal state, must be necessarily wantmg, where the affections
Family Secrets. 313
were divided on bo many objects, whose views, and feelings, and
opinions could not be other than diverse/
" ' Does he treat you all alike V
" ' Pretty much ; it would hardly do for him to greatly prefer
one to another. He bought me a ribbon one day that wonder-
fully affronted Alice, and though he purchased a dress for her
the next, she wasn't satisfied, but talked and scolded till he told
her to shut her mouth, and never, while she lived, let him hear
the word ribbon again.^
" ' And did she obey him V
" ' She knew better than to disobey, but don't, for the world,
let B m know that I have said a word to you.'
" * 'No, of course not.'
" * He would punish me somehow, if he knew it.'
" ' Are you, then, afraid of him ?'
" ' Perhaps you are not aware that those Mormon husbands,
who have several wives, have a code of regulations by which
they govern their families.'
" I replied in the negative.
" 'Well, such is the case, nevertheless, and to each of these
rules is attached a penalty, that varies in. stringency according
to the nature of the offence, and its heinousness in the eyes of
the Mormon elders.'-
" ' But how does it happen that I never heard of this
before ?'
" * Because you reside in a family where polygamy, practically
speaking, is unknown, and a great penalty is attached to the
least revelation of household affairs. I am telling you this,
under the risk of severe punishment.'
" * These rules ; I wish to hear more about them, — what are
they ?'
*' * The first one forbids the revelation of any incident that
occurs in the household, provided it compromises the honor of
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the husband, or any of his wives, or can have a tendency to
bring the institution of polygamy into disrepute/
" ' And the penalty V
" ' Confinement in the cellar for a month.'
** * And have any of the Mormon wives been so confined ?'
" ' That is more than I can tell ; however, it is not unlikely.'
" * And the second rule ?'
" 'Forbids all quarrelling and dissension among the wives ; the
one who commences the quarrel, to receive the punishment,
which varies in degree from three lashes to twenty-five.'
" * And by whom are the lashes to be administered ?'
" * Generally by the husband, though sometimes by a delegate
whom he may appoint.
" ' The third rule forbids one wife to injure or strike another,
under the penalty of a dozen lashes, to be administered by the
party aggrieved.
" 'The fourth rule forbids one woman to strike, or otherwise
correct the child of another, under penalty of receiving herself
just as many blows, administered by the mother of the beaten
child.'
" ' And is that all ?'
" ' Ko, indeed ; other offences of a similar character are classi-
fied and arranged with their penalties ; yet all relate, more or
less, to that abominable system, which makes the domestic altar
a shrine of legal prostitution, sanctioned by the authority of a
pretended revelation.'
" It need scarcely be said," continued Emily, " how much my
abhorrence of that hateful institution was strengthened by this
account, and now it is my fixed resolution, never, upon any con-
dition, to enter the married state, while in the Mormon territory."
"Not with Harmer?"
" Is^o, not even with him, unless a new state of things can b6
introduced."
The Conspirators. 315
" And that is very improbable,"
" Though not impossible ; at any rate it can be attempted.^'
"To what do you allude ?"
" Never mind, you will find out ;" and Emily soon after bade
me adieu, and departed.
While meditating on her words, and what they were designed
to insinuate, Harmer and Lawrence passed the window. They
were conversing in a low, earnest tone, and then I remembered
having observed them frequently together before. Mr. Ward
that moment came in from an opposite direction.
"These men," said I, pointing through the window, "are
becoming very- intimate."
"So I perceive," he answered, "they are probably hatching
mischief of some kind or other."
" Or they may be discussing something useful or good."
Mr. Ward shook his head, and the subject was dropped, as I
did not wish to excite or strengthen his suspicions.
CHAPTER XXXY.
CHURCH AND STATE.
ESTABLISHED in Utah, as they supposed, beyond the
cognizance or the authority of the government at Wash-
ington, the Mormons quickly developed a 'ruling principle of
their religion ; namely, the union of Church and State, which,
as may be imagined, was an arbitrary and irresponsible despot-
ism. B m was temporal governor, and spiritual ruler ; the
maker and executioner of laws ; the prophet, priest, and king,
so far as real power and authority was concerned. It is true
that he counselled with the elders, but then he acted precisely
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as he pleased ; they might advise, but they could not direct.
Certain it is, however, that many of his most important schemes
were only confided to a few, and that messengers to various
Indian tribes were coming and going, and that Indian chiefs
were entertained, and mysterious treaties formed with them, of
whose import, all but a select few were ignorant. Sometimes
the ostensible motives was trade, though the most casual
observer might have discovered something in this intercourse
that indicated a deeper and more ambitious project.
Meanwhile every means was taken to strengthen the hands of
the church, and by the church B m clearly understood him-
self. Taxes were levied, and various measures taken to enlarge
its revenues, and the funds thus obtained, after deducting a very
small proportion to support missionaries, were disposed of in
some incomprehensible way, or appropriated to some secret ser-
vice. The missionaries, too, were compelled to travel, and
preach. Unlike the same class in other denominations of Chris-
tians, they were never permitted to locate and remain in one
place, at an immense expense and little profit. After the
removal to Utah, they were particularly instructed to employ
every effort to induce all favorable to the new faith to emigrate,
and whether favorable or not, to point out the extreme beauty
and healthfulness of the locality. They were directed to organ-
ize churches, baptize converts, and accept presents, which might
contribute to swell the general funds, while at the same time no
church should be expected or required to sustain a settled pas-
tor, as every brother was presumed to be competent to preach.
The manner of their selection was rather original. The
names of a certain number were written on small pieces of white
paper, and these being put in a- hat, with an equal number of
blank pieces, the whole were well shaken up, when the oldest
brother, and after him the others, drew out, each one a piece,
and the men whose names were thus drawn out, were considered
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as destined, by the Holy Spirit, to preach, in tarn. It was
, regarded as the height of impiety, to attempt, by any means, to
avoid this contingency, but no one was required to speak a
greater length of time than comported with his inclination and
ability. Some would talk an hour, but others onlv five minutes.
Some would take a text; and others only exhort.
This alternation, however, gave variety and interest to the
entertainment. The missionaries to the heathen were chosen in
the same manner, while those remaining at home were not suf-
fered to remain in idleness, awaiting their turn, but expected to
work at some kind of useful employment. Whatever might be
his faults, B m, in this respect, manifested a laudable
energy. Ministers or elders, who presumed on their sacred cal-
ling, and wished to burden the church with their support, or to
obtain a living independent of physical labor, he severely repri-
manded, and if they remained contumacious, they were dismissed
with contempt as drones and idlers.
" He that reclaims a farm from the wilderness, and brings up
a family in the fear of God and the faith of Mormon, has
accomplished a great work, and he shall live and reign with
Christ a thousand years," he would remark, on all occasions.
" And what will be the condition of those who are restrained
by nature, or misfortune, or untoward circumstances, from the
performance of these duties ?"
" They are to be pitied and forgiven ; but let no one minister,
elder, or brother, who is capable of assuming the responsibility,
shrink from it, lest he be denied a right to share the fruits of
the tree of life."
Under this discipline, the preachers found themselves necessi-
tated to find employment. Many of them became the most
iactive farmers. Others wrought at mechanical trades, and a
few entered into mercantile affairs.
The Prophet and Governor sought to encourage all such
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nndertakings, and his manner of reasoning was correct and apt
to the purpose.
" It is a fixed law," he woald say, " that every man, with few
and rare exceptions, is intended to live on his own earnings, and
not on those of another. JS"© man has a right to live, or eat his
daily bread, without producing as much, on the scale of a life,
as he consumes, and that, too, by some kind of honest physical
labor. Indeed, it is every man's duty to quadruple himself in
population, as well as to increase the fixed capital of the world
for the next generation. A farmer should leave a farm cleared,
cultivated, and stocked for the church. And if he has been a
believer and preacher of the truth, so much the better. It
shows that he has done his duty as an industrious and useful
citizen. I praise and honor such a one, and my praise and
honor is worth having. He shall be a king and priest to God ;
it has been revealed to me."
It was the general policy of B m to encourage preaching
mostly, in those who were well off in temporal affairs. This
obviated any necessity of assistance on the part of the Church.
The rich men likewise monopolized the women, to a great
extent, consequently, while one man enjoyed the honor of being
a preacher and a rich man, with -a house full of women, all love-
able and lovely, waiting to do his bidding, another, quite as
good, or better probably in mind and heart, though with less of
this world's goods, was doomed to the cold and joyless trials of
celibacy.
In this respect, however, it cannot be denied that some of the
women were culpable, anc? that their conduct contributed, in no
small degree, to the continuance of polygamy. Xot a few pre-
ferred a rich man, with a dozen wives, to a poor one without any,
and, though repentance must inevitably ensue, it would be too
late. The Prophet encouraged this state of things, for various
reasons ; indeed, he seemed to consider poverty as little short of
Little Spirits in Want of Bodies. 319
crime, whose punishment consisted in the deprivation of social
and domestic comforts.
It seemed to be the poh"cy of B m, to give the Mormon
creed a consistency, or rather a systematized form, such as it
had never taken under the administration of Smith. Besides
the wonders of millennial glory, on which the preachers loved to
descant, they were fond of expatiating on spiritual life. They
professed to believe, and they certainly taught, that Grod had
constantly on hand a multitude of little spirits, who want to
come, and whom he has ordained shall come, and assume mortal
bodies, and sojourn on earth for a time ; human bodies being
earthly tabernacles, temporary dwelling-houses for spirits. Yet,
conjugal intercourse is necessary to accomplish the work, and
hence, as God is very anxious that these spirits should be pro-
vided with bodies, and as the spirits themselves are very anx-
ious to get down here, it became the duty of all true believers
to lend their aid and produce the bodies as fast as possible.
And this doctrine, strange and ridiculous as it may seem,
was openly taught from the pulpit as a defence of polygamy.
" It has been revealed to me," said B m one day from the
pulpit, '* It has been revealed to me, that there are millions on
millions of little spirits, all waiting and wishing for mortal
bodies. And when they come to take bodies, they wish to be
of Mormon parentage. Of course the higher order would be
disgusted with a low, mean descent, the same as a righteous man
is disgusted with a wicked one, or a neat, tidy person with one
of filthy habits ; hence, they would only be willing to go to the
place where purity and righteousness dwell. The lower order
of spirits will likewise go among the low and uncultivated,
where the principles of virtue and integrity have been in part or
wholly neglected. Good spirits do not want to partake of the
sins of the low and degraded, hence they will stay in heaven
until a way is opened for purity and righteousness to form a
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channel to which they can come and take honorable bodies in
this world, and magnify that calling.
Let us take that course, and we shall draw the brightest
spirits to honor our generations. Try this, and your offspring
will be the fairest specimens of the work of God's hand. Let
the servants of God maintain the principles of holiness and inte-
grity, and marry a multitude of wives, and by that means draw
in their train more of those spirits that will glorify the God of
Israel, since we are very well assured that all the good spirits
must necessarily be born in Utah, or among true believers.
The Almighty will never send his choice spirits to the low and
degraded people of the thirty-one States, who restrict the holy
and virtuous to the possession of one wife.
Another argument which he advanced in favor of polygamy,
was the idea of improving the stock.
*' I have been looking about me," he said, ** as I always am,
and have seen how anxious many of our farmers are to improve
their stock of cattle ; to make them of better blood, and thus
be all the time improving : but it is not a common thing for
men to wish to improve their own species. I wish you to think
for a moment. I have seldom heard that subject agitated, when
indeed it is the most important one that was ever investigated.
Let us go a little further into the philosophy of this : a man by
having many wives, and thus mingling his blood with a variety,
can improve his species the same as we can improve any other
portion of the animal creation. It is said that we bear the
image of God, and now, don't let us dwindle down by the one-
wife system to the physical and mental degeneracy of the
monkey."
Blasphemous and absurd as these sentiments must appear,
they were quite as new and ludicrous. The brethren, however,
or all those who were able to take more wives, or to get them,
seemed to think it was a capital idea. To Harmer it afforded a
Debasing Tendency of Polygamy. 821
subject for an excellent jest, and whenever he heard of a bro-
ther who was about to marry his second or third wife, he would
remark that such a one intended to improve his stock.
As ^he principles of Mormonism developed, it became evident
that the females were to be regarded as an inferior order of
beings. One by one the rights to which they had been accus
tomed, as well as the courtesies generally conceded to them,
were taken away. When the husband died, his property
reverted to the church, instead of going to support his bereaved
family, a regulation which occasioned an infinite amount of
trouble and difficulty. However, if the husband and father was
particularly interested in making provision for the future sup-
port of his family, he could do so, by paying the church during
his life-time a certain extra stipend, which would release its claim.
Many widows were thus actually necessitated to take hus-
bands on the first opportunity, and many young girls, not
exceeding the ages of twelve and fourteen years, became the
wives of men old enough to be their grandfathers, to save them
from the streets.
No family in Utah ever hires household service. Some few
have slaves, but generally speaking when one wife is insuJOficient
to perform the labor, another is taken, perhaps a third, or
fourth, and so on, for the number is only limited by the discre-
tion and desire of the husband.
In all cases where the father was living, his consent was
necessary to the marriage of a daughter, even though that
daughter was a widow and a mother. In the case of his death,
the head of the church acted in the capacity of guardian, and
his consent was indispensable. The fathers, from the instruc-
tion they constantly received, and other causes, paid Uttle atten-
tion to the inclinations of their children, but were greatly
influenced by the size of the nominal gift, though actually the
importance of/ the price they were to receive. These bargains
U*
822 Female Life among the Mormons.
were not unfrequentlj the subjects of as much chicanery and
intrigue, as if the object for sale was a horse, and the contract-
ing parties two regular jockies.
One blustery windy day in autumn, muffled in a warm cloak,
and otherwise protected from cold, I sought the residence of
Mrs. Melton, in order to pay that lady a visit which I had long
promised. Mrs. Melton's family consisted of herself, her hus-
band, and two beautiful daughters. They were in tolerable
good circumstances, but the husband was a scheming, discon-
tented man, possessed with the idea of becoming rich. He had
never married but one wife, because he considered them expen-
sive. His sole remark when Mrs. Melton required a new dress
or shawl would be : " these women will ruin us all by their
extravagance ;" and, though he generally gave her the money
required, it evidently came grudgingly, than which nothing can
more deeply wound a sensitive mind. He was even more hard
and churlish to his daughters, and their great natural beauty
was seldom heightened by the aid of ornament in childhood;
though, some years later, the father, who thought of nothing but
making money, determined to cause their beauty to subserve his
selfish ends. Accordingly he bought them dresses, and laces,
took them to meeting, and exposed their charms to the wanton
eyes of the old polygamists.
Of course they were soon noticed, and an old man, whose
domestic establishment comprised a dozen wives and thirty chil-
dren, came to the house while I was there to bargain for the
eldest daughter. His appearance excited in the mind the most
repulsive and abhorrent sensations. He was rude and ungainly
in his manners, uncouth in form and feature, while his conversa-
tion was a rare mixture of vulgarity and ignorance ; yet, he was
well off, a circumstance which gave him great importance in his
own eyes, though his property had been acquired in the most
degrading manner.
A Father sells his Daughters. 328
When he was an infant, his mother being left a widow, car-
ried her son to the poor-house, and then travelled around the coun-
try with a begging paper, and thus acquired a sum sufficient to
purchase a farm. This farm he managed to obtain by swindling
his aged parent, whom he caused to be supported by the town-
ship until her death. After this he sold his farm, and with the
proceeds removed to Utah, and became a very devout Mormon.
Mr. Melton and this man, on the occasion of which I speak,
occupied an apartment contiguous to the one in which I sat with
Mrs. Melton, but the door being ajar, and the gentlemen talk-
ing loudly, we could not help hearing the conversation. Mrs.
Melton seemed nervously anxious, but said nothing. Several
times I observed the tears trickling down her cheeks, as her
husband enlarged on the various good points of the girls ; and
his companion, though eager for the purchase, rather dissented
from the extravagant gift demanded.
" You sec. Brother Weldy," said the father, " my girls are no
common piece of woman flesh. You might search the society of
the saints from one end to the other, and not. find such others —
so neat and trim, and handy at house-work, or any other kind of
work, though, to tell the truth, they never done much at any-
thing else, never earned me five dollars, while the expense of their
bringing up has been great, very great, brother Weldy, conse-
quently their husband must give me something commensurate.
Beautiful girls like them should command rich husbands."
"I consider myself as well off as any man in Utah," said
Weldy.
" Oh, certainly, you are well off, very well off, and conse-
quently you can afford to give something handsome, especially
as the girl is young, and yourself quite aged — excuse me, I
don't think that any objection, but some folks might," and he
endeavored to smile blandly.
" Why, yes," said Weldy, drawing his words, " I might give
324 Female Life among the Mormons.
something rather handsome, I s'pose, say that bay mare ; 111
give you her. She's a fine beast, very fine ; yon don't see a
better round these diggings."
" Say both horses, and its a bargain. They're just such a
span as I've been wanting to get."
" Couldn't, positively couldn't, unless you let me have both
the girls ; what do you say to that, eh ?"
" Both my daughters I really, I don't know ; would it be
lawful for a man to marry two sisters ?"
" Certainly ; the patriarch Jacob did, you know."
Mrs. Melton wiped her eyes, and I was actually dumb with
astonishment.
" You would be welcome to the girls, both of them, provided
you were willing to give me a suitable remuneration, but either
one is worth both your mares, considering their age and beauty.
I want to do well by them. I want them to marry a rich man,
but I can't give them away ; that wouldn't look well — wouldn't
look as if I had any regard for them."
" You mustn't be too hard on a fellow, now j but I'm wiUing
to do right about it. Say both the girls, and I'll throw in that
Durham cow." .
" That's more like it ; but >it strikes me that if you were to
see the girls, you'd be still more liberal. Let me go and call
them."
Mr. Melton went out, but soon returned.
** They'll be in presently," he said, and the two men continued
the conversation.
" You must be getting quite a family, brother Weldy ?" said
Melton.
" Something of a family, it is true. I wish to do my duty in
that respect, if no other."
" How many helpmates has it ^leased heaven to bestow upon
you I"
Brother Weldy's Chief Blessing. 325
" At present I have twelve, and several more in view."
" Ah ; but how do you manage to support 'em ? These
women are generally extravagant."
" I don't consider mine so, and as to their support, why a
woman will earn her living, over and over again, in the course
of the year. I carry on my large farm solely with their help,
and it is much cheaper than to hire men. Why don't you take
another wife ?"
" I feared the expense of keeping them."
" Pshaw, keeping them, indeed ; they'd keep you, if you
wanted to live a gentleman. Generally speaking, they are
much more active and industrious than men, much more trust-
worthy, too. It's one of the blessedest things in the world, to
have the laws all made by the church. Polygamy, as I take it,
is the legitimate offspring of the union of Church and State.
The Church is more careful and tender of the interests of believ-
ers, than the State, when divorced from her, could ever be."
" Likely enough."
" Why, it is plain as day to me, and I bless the Lord for it.
The heathenish statesmen, who make the laws of those States
whence we came, care nothing about the church, the true inter-
ests of believers, or other things in which we are deeply inter-
ested. Mormonism can only flourish as a theocracy ; but so
long as the head of the church makes the laws we are safe.
We ought to have a constitution and government of our own ;
we must have, too. It will never do for the saints to remain in
virtual bondage to the heathen. They will come among us
after a while, I expect, with the express purpose to deprive us
of our superior privileges, because, of course, they won't be wil-
ling for us to enjoy what they cannot possess themselves. I
regard polygamy as the chiefest of our blessings, and that wUl
be what the heathen will attempt to root out and destroy.
Independence is the only thing that can preserve us.
326 Female Life among the Mormons.
" It seems so to me."
"Yes, independence and a theocratic government. I have
got enough of republics. I don't like this freedom and equality
in name, where none really exists."
There was a sound of approaching footsteps, a rustle of
female garments, then the door opened, and two girls made their
appearance, arm in arm. Slightly abashed at the presence of
Weldy, they were drawing back, when the father ordered them
to advance. They timidly obeyed, when Weldy, without any
recognition of their presence, raised his eyes, with a gaze of cool
assurance, and surveyed them from head to foot ; first one, and
then the other. " Rather beautiful," he said, at length.
"They can go."
" Leave the room," said the father ; and they obeyed, but
came, in great surprise, to the room where we were sitting.
" What is Weldy here for ?" said the eldest to her mother,
in a whisper, " and what does he want of us ?"
" To marry you I"
" Oh, Lord I" said one of the girls, while the other ran from
the apartment shrieking.
" Which of us, mother T' said the remaining daughter.
"Both I"
" Worse and worse 1 who ever heard tell of such a thing ?
but father will not consent ? that horrible man, too, looks like
an ogre."
" Your father has consented," said the mother.
The girl clasped her hands in mute despair. " Then we are
indeed, lost," she said.
This conversation had been carried on in so low a tone, that
the discourse of the men was plainly audible.
" They are perfect houris to my view," said the father, " and
all that induces me to part with them is a regard for the church,
and a desire that they may become mothers in Israel. It is my
The Sale 'Consummated. 327
wish that every female should fulfill her vocation to the utmost,
that thereby the number of the Faithful might become as the
sand of the sea."
Weldy looked as if he understood perfectly the drift of such
conversation, "Right fair girls, yet I don't admire such black
eyes, and beauty after all isn't but skin deep. If I want 'em to
work in the meadow, I dare say they'll be afraid of getting
tanned."
** No, they won't ; they never tan, some complexions don't,
you know, and I'm really astonished that you shouldn't like
black eyes; most people are partial to them."
" They are apt to be accompanied by a fiery temper, and
quick tongue."
" Ah I you're mistaken there ; many of the pleasantest women
I ever knew, had black eyes."
" And your pleasant women are mere devils when roused."
" Well, if you don't want my daughters, say so ; there'll be
enough, that will."
" But I do want 'em ; all is, I think, you ask too big a price."
" For the two best and likeliest girls in the settlement ?"
" I do ; it seems to me that I have made you a very fair offer.
These girls are not half the use to you, that two stout hearty
wives would be. You know that mere beauty is of but small
account, it fades so soon."
"Well, considering all things, probably it is as mtfch as I
could reasonably expect," said the father.
" And we may consider the matter settled ?"
" I guess so."
" And when can I have the girls ?"
" Whenever you choose."
" Let me see; well, suppose I say this day week; will that be
too soon ?"
" No ; I don't think that it will."
828 Femai.e Life among the Mormons.
" You will endeavor to reconcile the girls, it they make any
objections ?"
*' Certainly ; but they have been reared in habits of obedience;
there will be no difficulty with them.''
Mrs. Melton turned her eyes to her daughter with a mute
glance of despairing agony. The girl sat with her hands clasped,
her cheeks blenched, the picture of utter despair.
I heard the men rise, and knew that Weldy was going. Mrs.
Melton made a motion mechanically, as if to rise, and then sunk
back in her chair.
" Oh I mother, mother I" said the girl, " you mast save us
from this fate.*'
" I would lay down my life to save you, darling, but the
sacrifice would be of no avail."
I was ready to exclaim^ in the language of the patriarch,
" Oh ! my soul, come not into their secret ; to their assembly, my
honor, be thou not united."
Then I heard Weldy blessing that theocracy, or the power of
the Church that, governing the State, conferred such privileges
on believers.
CHAPTER XXXVI.
THE SELF-ACCUSER AND THE DYING HUSBAND.
SOON after our arrival in Utah, Charley Moore and the
beautiful Ethleen were united in marriage. She was blithe
and happy as a bird, and no one could doubt his perfect felicity.
The handsome hunter, the rover of the prairie and the wilder-
ness, had become suddenly transformed to the domesticated man,
who always came home at night, and preferred the society of his
The Forsaken Wife. 829
wife to that of any other. They occupied a pleasant cottage on
the brow of a hill, a beautiful garden in front, and a wide field,
filled with various kinds of grain and edible roots, in the rear.
Their fat, sleek cow pastured in the valley, and everything bore
an air of quiet peace, and sweet contentment.
But leaving this pleasant abode of love and bliss, let us look
in on poor Mrs. Stillman. It is late at night, yet the old lady
is sitting alone. She seems lonely, sad, and disconsolate ; for-
saken by the husband of her youth, the companion of her riper
years, and the support of her age. She is thinking over the
past, and memory brings back faithfully all the toils and trials,
and privations they had shared together. The long, long years
of endearing love and confidence ; the anxieties, and cares, and
watchings in sickness, the constant companionship, and reciprocal
attentions in health, and sh-e felt from her inmost soul that he
was her husband, and hers only ; that the ties which united them
could only be severed by the hand of death, nor even by that,
but that their spirits would meet and mingle to all eternity,
^he was no longer excited by passion ; jealousy, hate, madness,
had all disappeared. She knew that a ceremony of marriage
had been performed between her husband and the woman she
had hated and still despised. She knew likewise that he had
provided her with a lv)use, and money to furnish it. She knew
likewise that the greater part of his time was spent there, and
that he was completely fascinated and bewildered with the
attractions of his new bride, yet she reviewed the subject in all
its bearings with comparative calmness, and mentally inquires,
" what is it best for me to do ?"
A small fire is glowing on the hearth, and she sits in the
shadow of its dim uncertain light. There is a cricket on the
hearth, and its cheerful chirp, chirp, chirp, reminds her so forci-
bly of the past, that she almost wishes it would hush. Yet
there is something so companionable to the lonely, even in the
330 Female Life among the Mormons.
chirp of a cricket, something so home-like and domestic, that it
soothes and solaces the weary and suffering.
Then came a gentle tap at the door, and the next moment
Louisa entered, with a countenance that looked even unhappier
than that of her mother-in-law.
" Sitting here alone in the dark, mother, and father off with
that bad, bad woman ? Oh ! it is too bad. Why will you not
come and live with us altogether ? I feel concerned to have you
stay here alone. You might be taken sick suddenly and die,
before any person could find it out."
''No, Louisa, I prefer to remain here," said the old lady
solemnly, *' he comes once in two or three days to see how I am
getting along, and though his visits are short, they reconcile me
in some degree to his absence, because they show that I am
still remembered."
"Such remembrance as that would not satisfy me," said
Louisa, " it would be provoking rather than otherwise."
" I think not, if you could feel as I have felt."
" Why, mother, what has come over you ?" inquired Louisa,
"it really astonishes me to see you so calm and collected.
What have you heard ? what has happened ?"
" I have heard nothing, and nothing has happened, only that
nj mind has changed in some respects at least, and I no longer
look on things as I did once, and that, though in the conduct of
your father there may be something to forgive, there is also
much to excuse."
" Goodness, mother, I hope you will never attempt to excuse
polygamy, under any circumstances."
" Heaven forbid, and yet, though polygamy is inexcusable, the
polygamist may be, or it seems so to me."
Louisa shook her head.
" He is my husband," continued the old lady, " he has always
been kind, and gentle, and considerate ; I shall never forget that.
The Perfection op Meekness. 381
He was so particularly tender and careful of me when I was
sick or a little ailiug, that I would speak lightly of his faults,
and regard them rather as human infirmities, than willful errors
of heart or mind."
Louisa was half tempted to look on her mother as demented ;
the whole tone of her conversation being so different from what
it had ever been before.
" It is but right," resumed the old lady, " that you, who have
known my anger, my jealousy, and hate, should know also of
my better feelings, should know how heartily I have forgiven
them, and that my best wishes are for their welfare."
We may be sure that Louisa opened her eyes in supreme
astonishment ; " But not till they have repented?" she said, " not
till they change their mode of life ?"
" Yes, even now, because it is our duty to pray for the unjust,
even more than the just ; to love our enemies as our friends,
and though to bid an evil-doer God-speed in his wickedness
might make us partakers of the evil deed, we should wish for
his welfare, and that he might do well."
Louisa said nothing ; she could not find it in her heart to
forgive a woman, whose fascinations had once bewitched her
husband.
" I have become aged," said Mrs. Stillman ; " I was never
beautiful or clever. My conversation was ordinary and com-
monplace. I had no education, and little talent, and my wonder
is that he should ever love me at the first, that he loved me so
.many years, that he submitted to my authority as he did, con-
scious all the time of my defects, for he must have known them.
It is strange that he never discovered before that I could not
make him happy."
"You are all wrong, mother, in thus undervaluing yourself,"
said Louisa. " So far as talents, or education, or cleverness are
concerned, you are much his superior, as everybody acquainted
dSS F£MALE Life among the Morkons.
with you must acknowledge. He was never a smart man,
though, till now, I always accounted him a good one."
" And he is a good one ; heaven forgive me for not sooner
finding it out. As I was sitting here alone," continued the old
lady, " here alone, in the dull, dim shadows of the waning fire-
light, thinking in the bitterness of my spirit how he had deserted
me, and of all the wrongs and sufferings that I had endured in
consequence, I fell asleep and dreamed of my mother."
" Of your mother ?"
" Of my mother ; she has long been dead, but methought she
stood before me, just as she looked in life, only more radiant
and beautiful. Then she questioned me of my trouble, and I
told her all from first to last. Her countenance assumed a
mournful expression, and she inquired, ' Didn't it never occur to
you, my daughter, that a large proportion of the wrong was on
your side V
" ' On my side V
" * Even so, your heart will tell you what I mean, examine it
well,^ and I saw her no more."
" Was the vision real ?" questioned Louisa.
" Whether or not the vision was real, the result of it was.
My eyes were opened at once to my long course of usurped
authority and haughty exaction. I had aspired to rule and
domineer over him, not by the gentle influence of love, but the
pride of an overweening ambition. Not because it was for my
good, or his good, or the good of our family, but because I
loved to rule, and have my own way. I see it all now, the little
consideration I paid to his judgment, the preference I always
gave to my own pleasure, my blind perversity to his desire.
Imagining myself possessed of his affection, I prized it little, and
took no pains to secure and preserve it, hence it has passed
from me, and nothing is left but the knowledge of my loss, and
regret for the years of folly that caused it."
Bitter Reflections. 388
It was a pitiable sight to behold that old woman, with her
pale, wan face, and snowy hair, thus bringing home to her heart
the errors of her younger years, and finding in her own derelic-
tions from duty, an excuse for the infirmities of her husband.
" I was told yesterday," she continued, " that Fanny pets and
caresses him. Heaven knows that I never thought of doing
such a thing ; that she talks to him of love, and apparently
lives only in his presence ; while I made him feel always that
his company was irksome to me, that his conversation displeased
me. I have told him a thousand times that I regretted my
marriage ; that if I were single again, nothing should ever induce
me to enter that state ; that my burdens of house-keeping and
family were troublesome, and that I would willingly be released.
Buch things, I begin to perceive, must necessarily alienate a hus-
band's heart."
"But, mother," said Louisa, " all women are guilty of these
things, more or less."
" Then the more shame be to them."
** But they don't see it in the light that you do. Their tem-
pers become soured with a multitude of petty cares and vexa-
tions, and though the husband may not be to blame, he is the
readiest object, and generally the victim on whom the wife vents
her complaints."
" I see," continued the old lady, " now that my husband has
gone from me, I see, what I never understood before, that his
society was a great comfort and blessing to me. True, he
wasn't much of a talker, and rarely gave an opinion contrary to
me, yet the consciousness of his presence and protection, so
lightly regarded then, seems to me now to have been a great
thing. If he didn't speak a word I wasn't lonely ; and then
how strange that I never knew, that I never ascertained during
the forty years of our companionship, that I loved him as I do."
" As you did," said Louisa.
*334 Female Life among the MoRMOxa
" As I do," said the old woman sharply. " But only to think
that I remained so long blind to the state of my feelings, even
while we sat daily at the same board, and nightly by the same
hearth, and participated hourly in the comforts of the same
home."
" The home he has now forsaken," said Louisa.
" The home that his presence blessed, that his industry and
forethought preserved from want, the home which but for him
had never existed, and which his generosity and kindness made
a quiet sanctuary for the stranger and the weary ; a seat for
the exercise of holy and gentle virtues ; the centre of a thou-
sand influences and associations, which bless and purify all
within their reach."
" And yet, mother, I could not thus plead for him."
" Because you have never known him as I have ; because
you can never apprehend how everything around me speaks of
him. He has been familiar with every place that I have ; he
has beheld the same countenances, and heard the same voices.
Yet, he was more beloved than me ; I could see that plainly.
Eyes that looked coldly to me, beamed pleasurably on him ; nor
was it a wonder, he was gentleness and honesty, fearful of
giving offence, and ever ready to do a kindness. And all this
time," she continued, " I was well aware of his worth, but never
laid it to heart. I understood perfectly well that he was
grieved and wounded at my fault-finding, though he never said
so, yet I delighted in it j it was making him feel my power, and
power was the only thing on earth that I ever coveted."
"But now," answered Louisa, "now that it is too late to
make amends, the remembrance of these things, doubtless exag-
gerated by distempered fancy, comes to aggravate your afflic-
tion. What is done cannot be undone. No self-accusation can
ever obliterate an action."
" But actions if not obliterated may be atoned for."
Mother and Daughter. 335
" Sometimes, and yet you can hardly make atonement to your
husband."
" Why not ?"
" Because he has placed himself virtually beyond your reach."
" Beyond my reach, when he visits me every two or three
days ?"
" Certainly, since you would scarcely humiliate yourself to
begin the subject, considering the manner in which he has
treated you."
" The manner in which I have treated him is what concerns
me now, and were the humiliation ten times greater than it is, I
would cheerfully bear it, in order to make him some amends,"
replied the old lady.
" Amends to him, mother, for what ?"
" For all my folly and wickedness."
" What folly and wickedness ?"
" That which has been a part and parcel of my conduct all
my life ; which shadowed and blighted the happiness of our mar-
riage ; and whicli has finally driven him to the arms of another."
" How can that be the case ?"
" Because if I had conducted myself with moderation and con-
siderate gentleness ; if I had trusted to his good sense of con-
sistency and right, instead of my own violence, he would have
treated her with the contempt she deserved."
" I knew nothing of any violence."
" Of course you did not. Outsiders rarely know what sights
and sounds the domestic hearth witnesses."
" You didn't attempt to give him a taste of the lash, as you
did Fan ?" said Louisa laughing.
" No ; my violence with him was all in words, and yet that la
bad enough for a husband. Many men I believe would prefer
stripes of the two."
" That might be."
336 Female Life among the Mormons.
" I didn't consider that the exhibition of my unlovable quali-
ties was so much gained on her side ; that my sulkiness and
silence contrasted extremely unfavorably with her cheerful
humor ; that my selfishness, my everlasting desire to be pleased
and waited on, was so different from her constant service and
attendance, and desire to please, that no human heart could
help being charmed with it."
" And what do you design to do V
" Make him all the reparation in my power, which will be
little, though enough to show my motive and good will."
" I hope that he will be satisfied now," said Louisa, " and not
want to take another wife. It is such a common thing, when
the barriers are Once overleaped, to keep on, that I fear he will
aspire to increase the number."
"If he is lost to me," said Mrs. Stillman ; " if I cannot win
him back, why it won't make much difference."
" Win him back I mother ; how strangely you talk. Of
course you can't undo the marriage ceremony which has been
performed between them, and I can't see, under the circumstan-
ces, what he can ever be to you again."
Mrs. Stillman, sen., was about to reply, when a sudden and
violent rap at the door engaged her attention.
The friendly " come in" was answered by the entrance of Har-
mer. He was evidently in great haste.
" What's the matter ?" demanded Louisa, the first word.
He looked first at her, and then at the old lady.
" You come with bad news ; what is it ?" said Mrs. Stillman,
sen.
" Your husband is lying at the point of death, and wishes to
sec you."
" At the point of death, and wishes to see me ?" she repeated
mechanically, as if unable to comprehend the full meaning of
the words.
The Poison Root. 33t
"Such is the fact," said Harmer. ''He is in great distress,
and able to converse only a minute at a time."
" Has he been sick long ?" inquired Louisa, while the old lady-
was trying to find her bonnet and shawl.
" No. He went out this afternoon to gather roots, and found
one very large, and looking so good, that he tasted it, and
firfally ate nearly the whole. It proves to be a mortal poison,
and he cannot survive the effects."
Mrs. Stillman, with the first knowledge of her husband's dan-
ger, had lost all her presence of mind ; and her eager, anxious
haste, as is usual in such cases, defeated her purpose of immedi-
ate departure. She had flown to the cupboard for her
bonnet.
" Why, mother, you don't keep your bonnet in the cupboard,"
said Louisa, scarcely able to repress a smile. " Here, sit down
— you are trembling, now, so that you can hardly stand. I will
get your things. Don't suffer yourself to be overcome."
Louisa, whose cool head and practised hand soon made the
necessary preparations, concluded to go with them.
" Your husband is there now," said Harmer. *' I called, on
my way here, and informed him of the situation of his
father."
As they approached the house, several persons were coming
and going, while lights were glancing about, and now and then
a deep, heavy groan indicated the mortal agony of the sufferer
within.
"He is not yet dead ?" whispered Harmer to an attendant
beside the door.
The person shook his head, and Mrs. Stillman drew near, but
her tottering limbs refused her support, and she fell heavily
across the bed.
*' Room ! room 1" cried a bystander ; " a lady has fainted."
But she did not faint.
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338 Female Life among the Mormons.
" My husband I Oh, my husband ! can you ever forgive me ?"
she faintly murmured.
He answered not, for he was seized that moment with a
frightful paroxysm of pain. His features grew livid ; great
drops of cold sweat started from his forehead, as intense agony
scorched and racked each shuddering limb. It passed over in a
moment, however, and he spoke and smiled at the recognition
of his wife, and then requested all but her to leave the room.
Two or three of the elders hesitated, saying that he was not in
his right mind, and did not understand the purport of his lan-
guage.
" He is in his right mind," said Harmer. *' He is just coming
to his senses, I believe," glancing at Fauuy, who sat near the
head of the bed. *' He wishes to converse privately with his
lawful wife. Will you go, or must I put you out ?" he contin-
ued, while they still lingered.
*' Leave us alone I" shrieked the dying man, starting up in his
bed ; for that moment the agony returned.
They rose and left the room, all but Fan.
" You, too," he said, motioning to her.
She obeyed mechanically, casting a look of hate and contempt
on the favored wife.
And the two were left alone with God.
What transpired ; what words were spoken ; what tears
shed ; the bliss and agony of that meeting; reconciliation, and
parting, it is not in the power of my weak pen to describe.
When the attendants again entered the apartment, Mrs. Still-
man was kneeling by the bed in silent prayer ; and with him
the bitterness of death had passed. The wild and. burning
agony that, an hour before, coursed like fire through his veins,
had been succeeded by a torpid numbness, the precursor of imme-
diate dissolution. • A tranquU smile had settled over his coun-
tenance, and he seemed like one falling into a pleasant slumber.
The Ill-boding Wife. 339
"Have you nothing to say to me, father ?" inquired Eanny,
approaching the bed.
He neither opened his eyes, nor answered her inquiry, and
soon breathed his last.
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CHAPTER XXXVII.
A SCENE.
■RS. DALLAS, we have already said, was disposed to meet
and anticipate trouble. There was no evil that flesh is
heir to, that she had not apprehended as likely to fall on her-
self or her family. If the children were playing out of doors,
she was in a state of nervous expectancy that they would be
bit, or poisoned, or charmed by toads, spiders, or snakes. She
never enjoyed a visit or a ride, on account of the liability of their
house to take fire, or for fear that the children would tumble
from the windows, or fall down the well, or experience some
other accident, of which there was not a particle of danger.
But now, everything else was forgotten in the probability that
her husband would take another wife,
" But what makes you think so ?" inquired Mrs. Merry, to
whom she had been unburdening her mind. " He is no likelier
to marry again than my husband, and I have scarcely ever given
the subject a thought."
"Oh, but he is, Mrs. Merry — a great deal likelier I"
" Why so ?"
" Because your husband is devotedly attached to you — every
body can see that."
" I never thought that he was."
840 Female Life among the Mormons.
" You didn't ? — that is strange."
" But Mrs. Binder, whose husband has just married his fourth
wife, informed me that Mr. Binder was never so clever, and so
fond of her, as when he contemplated a new marriage."
" The hypocrite 1" said Mrs. Dallas. " But I know perfectly
well, that my husband will marry another. I am well satisfied
that he has already decided on the person."
" You are ?"
" To be sure I am. I have noticed his looks and glances all
cast in a certain direction. Isn't it too bad, when I have
borne him so many children ; and Mrs, Hope declares that
they are the most beautiful flock of little ones that she ever
beheld."
Mrs. Merry smiled blandly, and inquired who was the person
favered with Mr. Dallas's regards.
" That great, ugly, heathenish-looking thing, who goes sailing
about with a red shawl and bonnet," said Mrs. Dallas.
"What, Polly High?"
Mrs. Dallas nodded her head mysteriously.
" Well, I don't wonder so much that you are worried, if that
is the case," said Mrs. Merry. *' Why, I shouldn't never have
thought it. Such a low-lived, vulgar creature ; and such a bad
reputation, too I I wonder what the world is coming to, when
respectable men marry such women ?"
"Respectable men," said Mrs. Dallas, sharply, "no respect-
able man would -marry more than one woman ; I don't call my
husband respectable, I don't think there's a respectable man in
Utah ; I know well enough that there isn't."
" There are several men in Utah who remain true to their
first wife."
"But how long will their truth continue, — till they can get
other wives, and not a moment longer. Women are getting
scarce in Utah, the best ones have already left the market., I
Meeting Troubles Halfway. 341
heard they were about to send to California for a fresh sup-
ply."
" Of what r
** Women, to be sure."
" Abominable I" said Mrs. Merry, lifting her hands and eyes.
Mrs. Dallas put on a patient, resigned expression ; " I long ago
made up my mind," she said, " to bear it the best that I could,
but when I think of that smirking, hateful creature, with her red
dress and bonnet, my blood fairly boils."
" How long is it since yoil first ascertained that Mr. Dallas
was paying attention to her ?"
" I cannot exactly tell, but not very long."
This conversation continued for some time, and finally Mrs.
Dallas began to weep, Mrs. Merry tried to soothe and quiet her,
which only caused her to weep the harder. Another neighbor
came in, who of course received intimation of the astounding
fact, that Mr. Dallas was about being married to Polly High.
" Well now, if that don't beat all, Polly High — who would
ever have thought of such a thing ; I don't wonder that you are
nearly killed about it," said this Job's comforter, " but really,
much as I would like to, I cannot stay to condole with you," and
the good neighbor walked off to unburden her budget of news ;
Mrs. Merry soon followed, and Mrs. Dallas was left a lone to
receive her husband.
Though this woman had not the least ground for the suspicion
or conjecture that preyed on her mind, and actually made her
life miserable, she had communicated it to her friends in such a
manner, that they received it as a settled fact, and told it as
such ; everybody wondered at it ; the women raved, but the
men laughed, and said that the intended bride deserved a good
husband. Polly was certainly a favorite with the male portion
of the community, which sufficiently accounts for the horror she
inspired in their spouses.
342 Female Life among the Mormons.
" If my husband was to marry such a thing as that," said one,
a sort of Yirago^ " I'd actually take the butcher-knife to both of
'em, that I would."
"ISTo you wouldn't," said the husband, "I'd take care that
you didn't hurt her."
" But I would hurt her, — if you don't believe what I say, just
try it."
" That's what I'm going to ; if she wasn't spoke for, I'd go
straight there now."
" Maybe you'd be preferred to Dallas, I'd go and see," said
the wife, mockingly.
" Guess I'd better," he said, and rising, he took down bis hat
from the peg where it hung near the door, and went out whist-
ling a Mormon melody :
" Charley had a buxom wife,
Charley thought Tie'd take another."
Walking down the street, he saw Dallas just returning home.
" The women are all in hot water about you," he said, ap-
proaching the other.
" About me, what about me ?"
" Why, because you're going to marry that High gal."
" High gal, I don't understand you."
" You needn't look so dreadful innocent," said Poorly, burst-
ing into a loud laugh, " I never seed a feller sham astonishment
80 d natural before, in my life."
" There's no sham about it, I am astonished, and no mistake ;
what is it that you have heard ?"
" Ha'n't I told you ?"
" No, you've been hinting at something that I know no
more about than the man in the moon."
" It came from your wife at any rate."
"What did?"
She Put it in his Head. 343
** That you and Polly High were going to be married."
" My wife never told that."
" She did, though." "
" Who did she tell it to ?"
" Mrs. Merry, and I don't know who else."
" I can't imagine why she would tell such a story as that,"
said Dallas, " you must have been misinformed."
" It strikes me," said Poorly, "'that you need another wife ;
it would certainly save you a good deal of running about after
hired girls ; your wife always wants to keep one, don't she ?"
" Yes, she would have one continaally if she could."
" Then, all you have to do is to get another wife ; she'll work
for her keep, which will be much cheaper than hiring girls ;
then you'll have the pleasure of her society — on the whole it will
be a first rate plan."
" Like enough," said Dallas turning his face and his feet tow-
ards home.
Dallas had never seriously thought of marrying another wife
before in his life. True, he lived in a community where the
thing was common, but one woman seemed determined to make
him the patriarch of a numerous flock, and now it occurred to
him that it would be an act of benevolence to the overburdened
wife to bring in another to share her labors and responsibilities.
It would be much better than to depend on hired girls, with
little chance of ever getting one to stay more than a day or two,
it certainly would, and he walked towards home full of the new
idea.
" And suppose my wife does find fault with it," he mentally
ejaculated, " she's apt to find fault and worry about nothing, so
that on the whole, it won't make much difference, she'll get used
to it, and be pleased with it, especially when she sees its advan-
tages. Then, when she was sick there would be somebody to
344 Female Life among the Mormons.
nurse her, without my spending all the time of her illness in
looking for help. If the baby was cross, there would be some-
body to assist in taking care of it. Upon the whole I think that
the plan would be a good one." He could not decide to mention
the matter to his wife, however. " I know just how she'll do,"
he continued, " cry and cough, snivel, and blow her nose, that's
the way she always works it ; I never know whether she'll be
pleased or not, though the chances are against it. She's for ever
meeting trouble and expecting it, even when there's no likelihood
of its coming, so, of course, I shan't make much account of her
opposition one way nor t'other."
Mrs. Dallas, as usual, was weeping when her husband entered
the house. He was naturally a lively, volatile man, and the
sight of her tears almost sickened him. Not because he was
hard-hearted or unfeeling, or indifferent to her sorrow, when she
really had occasion to grieve. But tears and murmurs and
apprehensions of evil, when perpetually indulged in, weary and
disgust the best of husbands.
Dallas had found his wife in tears, probably twenty times,
during the last two weeks. At first he kindly and affection-
ately inquired, " What was the matter ?"
" Nothing," accompanied by a great sob.
" Was she sick ?"
" No," with another sob.
" Did she want anything ?"
Another " no," and another sob.
" Then what did ail her ?"
" Nothing,'^ again.
" But I know better ; something is the matter ; either tell
what it is or quit crying."
" She was sorry if people couldn't have the privilege of shed-
ding tears whenever they chose. She had long known that hns-
A Domestic Scene. ^ 345
bands wished to rule the tongues of their wives, but had hoped
that the privilege of weeping would never be meddled with or
infringed."
After this rebuke, Dallas questioned her no more. She wept,
or let it alone ; and he said nothing. He whistled, or sang, or
read, while she sat sobbing ; but, on the evening already men-
tioned, he naturally gave way to a burst of impatience.
"I shall make it a bargain with my second wife that she
never weeps. I am getting to hate the very sight of tears," he
said. " It's a mystery to me what good it can do women to be
always crying about nothing."
Mrs. Dallas sobered up suflaciently to remark, that "men were
not expected to understand the cause of a woman's tears."
" And faith, I never want to understand them," he answered.
" No one supposes that you do ; but when is this madam to
make her appearance ?"
"Pretty soon, I imagine, if you don't stop this everlasting
snivel. I'm tired to death seeing it. I can't have a minute's
rational conversation with you once a month, and, as for
anything like mirth, I might as well expect a grave-yard to
laugh."
" Your cruelty is killing me," she sobbed.
" My cruelty killing you ; you are killing yourself, more like,
by this foohsh way you have got of grieving over imaginary
troubles. What is it that I have done ?"
She made no answer.
" Tell me, madam, what it is that I have done."
Still silent.
" Well, I shall tell you what I am going to do, and that quickly,
too. I'm going to marry another wife. I will have somebody
to chat and converse with when I come home — somebody that
will look on the bright side of things, and not try to plague and
discourage me as you have done."
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346 Female Life among the Mormons.
" I have not tried to plague and discourage you."
"Well, you know that it does plague me to always find you
weeping about nobody knows what. I want a wife for her
society, but heaven knows that utter loneliness were preferable
to constant tears."
"I presume that your next wife will entertain you much
better than I can hope to."
" It is hopeful that she will better than you have."
" Especially while she is a new thing."
"Kew or old, I never like this crying over imaginary
evils."
"But the evil isn't imaginary."
"What is it, then?"
" Why, ha'n't you just told me that you were going to marry
another ? and wouldn't that make any woman cry ?"
" But I never thought of marrying again before to-day, and
you have been crying, off and on, this two weeks, though as to
the matter of that, you have always been at it."
Again Mrs. Dallas was silent.
"Who told you that I was going to marry another," he
inquired, presently.
"Nobody."
"Then how did you know anything about it? Such a
thought had never entered my head, till I understood that you
had reported it for a fact."
" That was a mistake."
" What did you say, then ?"
" That I suspected it, feared it ; nothing more."
" Didn't you say that I had been paying attention to Polly
High?"
" Her name was mentioned, not exactly that way, though."
"How thcA?"
" I don't kijow what necessity there is for repeating the whole
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of our conversation. Indeed, I can't remember half that was
said.''
" A fine gossip, no doubt ; but I must be entertained with
silence and tears. However, since you have made me think of
it, I have concluded that it would be a good plan."
" I made you think of it — think of what ?"
" Of having another wife."
Mrs. Dallas opened her mouth to speak.
" Not one word,'^ he said ; " you are always a prophet of
evil — always expecting misfortune of some kind or another, and
I wish you to hear me."
" I have no desire to hear you," she answered ; ** and what is
more, I will not hear you, if you think or attempt to excuse
this diabolical system of polygamy."
" Capital," said Dallas, laughing ; " your anger becomes you
mightily. "Well, a woman may storm and rave and scold just
as much as she pleases, so she won't cry and snivel ; I'll think it
first rate. But now, wife, I wan't you to consider this thing,
and how nice and sisterly it would be to have some one to help
you always — how nice it would be for me."
*' No doubt of that," interposed the wife.
" I shouldn't have to be running all over the country, vainly
endeavoring to hire girls."
''You'd have to run more than you do now, like-enough.
You'd have to hire girls to wait on both wives instead of
one."
" No, I shouldn't ; because one wife could wait on the other."
" You wouldn't expect me to wait on your other wife ?"
" If she needed it."
"You'd expect something, then, that wouldn't ever transpire ;
I'd never lift a finger to save her from perishing ;" and the
sparkling eyes and animated countenance of Mrs. Dallas, told
now much she was under the influence of passionate resentment.
348 Female Life among the Mormons.
"Ah," retorted Dallas, "wives can be managed, if husbands
are resolute. I should teach you better than that."
"Doubtful."
" Besides, when one wife's mad, another would think it for
her interest to be pleased, when one scolded, the other would
laugh, when one sulked and cried, the other would chat and be
merry; so you would be certain of fair weather from some quar-
ter ; a blessing not often experienced here." ,
" What did you ever marry me for ?" said Mrs. Dallas, ener-
getically, " I never sought your attentions, never run after you
through heat and cold, never coaxed and implored to be blessed
with your love," and she looked him sternly in the face. " I
knew then that 1 shouldn't suit you long, knew that our dispo-
sitions were so different there could be nothing reciprocal
between them, but you persisted in believing the contrary. I
shed tears even, while consenting to be your wife, because I felt
that our married life would be unhappy. I shed tears on our
wedding day, because the same evil presentiment haunted me.
You say I have met trouble, though that would have been
impossible, if the trouble had not also met me. I have expe-
rienced the very evils that I anticipated, and you, the author of
them, would refuse me even the luxury of tears."
" Because I have become weary of seeing you weep."
" And don't you suppose that I am weary of weeping, weary
of having anything to weep about ?"
Dallas sat several moments in deep meditation, "I see it all
now," he said at length; "our marriage has been unhappy,
because I didn't sufficiently consider your temper and inclination
in the first place, but now it is too late to repent. The ties
between us can never be obliterated without crime on one side
or the other. We must make the most of our bargain, and to
do this, it is absolutely necessary for each one to conform his or
her disposition to that of the other. I have had a pretty hard
Mutual Recrim:inations. 349
trial sometimes, harder than you may imagine, to bufifet along
with the world, and provide the comforts of life for my family,
but I have always tried to keep up my spirits, to look on the
bright side of everything, and to hope for the best. Neither
have I ever distressed or troubled you with forebodings of evil :
I have never come home with a cloud on my countenance, but
you have met my smiles with tears, my hopes with presenti-
ments, my delights with anticipated ills. When to-day has been
bright, you have lost all the pleasure of it, because there might
be clouds to-morrow, and thus it has always been,"
Mrs. Dallas sat perfectly silent, her face buried in her hands.
She could not help feeling that his accusations were, in a
measure, true, and that she had wearied him with tears and
reproaches, for which there was really no occasion, but pride
prevented a concession of that kind, and she only said, after a
long silence :
"You ought not to have been so importunate to marry a
woman so reprehensible in temper and conduct."
" I know it," he replied, gloomily, " I have often thought so
lately."
" I hope yo* will look out better next time, and that the
coming bride will be a paragon of perfection," she said bitterly.
" And so do I."
Again there was a silence of several minutes, at length he
spoke :
" But, my dear wife, can't you restrain, in some degree, these
faults of temper which are so aggravating to me ? Can't you
cease this everlasting weeping, and meet me, when T return
from my toils at night, with a smiling countenance ? Can't you
let me see that my efforts to make you happy are duly appre-
ciated, and not utterly and totally of no avail ?"
" I shall make no promises," she answered, " because I am not
confident of my strength to keep them."
350 Female Life among the Mormons.
Dallas arose without ottering another word, and left the
room. One week from that day, he brought Polly High to
share the burdens and responsibilities of his household.
CHAPTER XXXTIII.
EMILY AGAIN.
^iTTAYE you seen anything of Emily?" inquu*ed Harmer
Jjj^ one day, as I met him along the street.
" Seen Emily ? no, not for several days."
" Well, I'd like to know where she is, anyhow."
" Why, is she lost ?"
" Something has gone of her."
** You astonish me ; isn't she at Mr. Stillman's ?"
" Louisa knows nothing about her. She says that it is nearly
a week since Emily started to go to your house, and she has seen
nothing of her since. Mrs. Beardsley is certain that the Indians
have carried her off, and only wonders that they have not kid-
napped somebody before."
** Have there been any Indians about ?"
" Not very recently ; and what would the Indians want of
her?"
"The Indians are friendly, they wouldn't spirit her away."
Mrs. Bradish approached, "What are you discussing, good
people ?" she inquired.
"I will answer that question by asking another ; have you
seen anything of Emily ?"
"Not lately."
" Who has, I wonder."
The Missing Maiden. 351
" I can't tell, indeed. Is she among the missing V'
" So it seems."
" I saw her last week going out to botanize in the valley, and
I well recollect that our Prophet entertained some Indians that
very day, because I saw them coming out of his house just after
I parted with Emily."
" Are you sure of this ?"
" I am."
" Then Mrs. Beardsley must be right ; the Indians have pro-
bably carried her off, thinking to obtain a ransom. We must
find out to what tribe they belonged. Can you recollect what
day you saw them ?"
Mrs. Bradish thought she could recollect, and volunteered
moreover to go at once to B m, and inform him of the
circumstance.
Curious to hear and see for myself, I decided to accompany
her. He received. us graciously, listened with apparent astonish-
ment to our narration, but seemed perfectly at ease with respect
to the Indians ; supposed that Emily was well enough off, pro-
bably visiting somewhere, and would return when she got ready,
did not think there was any probability that a misfortune could
have happened to her, and counselled us to have faith, and all
would go well.
Mrs. Bradish was evidently dissatisfied with his cool manner
of dismissing the subject.
" Whatever you may think to the contrary notwithstanding,
I am perfectly well convinced myself, that the Indians are at the
bottom of the mischief, and it seems strange to me that you
refuse to inform us of their tribe, or the name of their
chief."
"Because, madam, I fear that something might be said or
done, that would embroil us with these people. It is for our
interest to keep them friendly, and as there is scarcely a possi-
352 Female Life among the Mormons.
bility that they know aught of the matter, I prefer that the
names and tribe of my visitors should remain a mystery."
" But somebody must know," said Mrs. Bradish.
• " You have no evidence even of that."
" Then what has gone of her ?"
" That is a question which I am unable to answer, though I
have no apprehension on her account. She is able to take care
of herself."
" It is possible that she has wandered off, and got lost among
the mountains."
" Oh I I guess not," replied B ^m coldly.
" At any rate, I shan't rest," said Mrs. Bradish, " until I find
out where she is. I can't. She was my particular friend, so
good, and so beautiful ; excuse me, sire, but I fancied that the
tender regards you entertained for her, would have made you
sensibly alive to her danger."
" Her danger ? I am not apprehensive that she is in danger,"
he said. '* You have no faith."
I regarded the countenance of this man, so calm and sinister
in its expression, and mentally inquired, if it could be possible
that his indifference and unconcern arose from a knowledge of
the place of her concealment. But I could scarcely find it in
my heart to believe that such depravity actually existed, and
forbore to mention or encourage such a suspicion.
Leaving the habitation of the Prophet, who at parting
exhorted us not to grieve or worry ourselves, for God and the
angels would take care of our innocent and youthful sister, and
doubtless restore her to us unharmed, though Mrs. Bradish the
moment we were out of hearing, declared that he had used us
shabbily, and that she didn't like it, we found Harmer waiting
to hear the result of the interview.
" Nothing ! nothing I" said Mrs. Bradish, anticipating his
inquiries. " He refuses to tell us anything, though I marvel
The Alarm Increases. 353
whether he knows himself; takes the matter amazing cool, thiAs
she'll come back when she gets ready, and such like."
"The villain !" ejaculated Harmer; "but I have found out,
and no thanks to him. Charley Moore saw Emily go into the
valley to gather flowers, the Indians were a tribe of the XJtahs,
their chief's name is Walker, and the lands they infest are in the
immediate neighborhood of the Wahsatch mountains; I start to
go there this night."
" Do nothing rashly," I said, for the thought forced itself on
me, that Emily might be found nearer home, but having no
evidence I feared to communicate my suspicions.
" At what time will you start ?"
" When the moon rises, which is near midnight."
" Well," said Mrs. Bradish, glancing at the sun, " between
now and then, I wilUvisit every house to alarm the inhabitants
and make inquiries. You stop at Mr. Ward's. I will be there
to report the result."
He assented to the proposal, and she departed immediately to
execute her plan. Returning home, I met Louisa dreadfully
agitated. " Have you seen aught of Emily ?" she inquh-ed
anxiously.
" I have not."
" It beats all ; I supposed her to be at your house until a
short time ago. I thought, too, that she was making rather a
long visit, and several times had it in my mind to come round
there, but something hindered. Harmer, however, grew impa-
tient, and started off to hunt her up, and I guess it was well he
did."
" She came to our house, I suppose, in my absence, and then
went to the valley to gather flowers."
" And has not been seen since ?"
" Not that we can ascertain."
" She must have been kidnapped by the Indians."
354 Female Life among the Mormons.
" Or lost among the mountains."
" In which case we shall never see her again," said Louisa,
bursting into tears.
" B m says that if we have faith all will be well."
" How did he take it ?" inquired Louisa, wiping her eyes.
" Cool as a cucumber, and even opposed our taking any mea-
sures to discover her."
" Why, that's strange."
" It looked so to me, after the regard that he has professed
for her."
"But as she has always refused his addresses, he may be
indifferent to her misfortunes, through a motive of revenge."
" Or, or he may know more about the matter thau he chooses
to tell."
Louisa looked surprised, and a gleam ef intelligence passed
over her features.
We separated, and I went directly home. Of course my
thoughts were with Emily, and her unaccountable absence.
Then, too, the calm indifference of B m would rise to my
memory, and overwhelm me with astonishment. Notwithstand-
ing my endeavors to the contrary, I would find myself mentally
forming conjectures as to his possible implication in the affair.
Mr. Ward said that the Indians were probably the perpetrators
of the outrage, or that she had become lost and bewildered in
the deep intricacies of the hills and valleys. He related instan-
ces of people having become lost even amid the most familiar
scenes. " One lady of his acquaintance had started to visit a
friend, who lived on the opposite side of a narrow piece of
woods. She travelled some distance Along, as she thought, the
accustomed paths, when she came in sight of a house that looked
both strange and familiar. She noticed likewise the cows, the
poultry, and the general appearance of things, how much they
looked like those beloiiging to her, and, having become conscious
An Expedition starts in Search of Emily. 355
by this time that something was wrong, she determined to enter,
when, to her infinite surprise, she ascertained that it was her
own home. Instances of females thus becoming lost were of
almost daily occurrence, and it would not be in the least aston-
ishing if such was the case with Emily,"
" A week in the mountains ; she can hardly be living then."
"Never indulge in such forebodings as that," said Mr.
Ward. " She could live many weeks in the woods, as the wea-
ther is very mild, and there seems to be an abundance of roots."
" Which she would scarcely dare to eat after their fatal effect
on Mr. Stillman."
" Hunger would banish fear, I imagine," he answered, just as
Mrs. Bradish came in.
My first words were :
" What success ?"
" None at all," she replied. " Nobody has seen or heard tell
of her that I can find."
" And what do the people think ?"
" Some say that the Indians have taken her, others that she
is lost in the woods. Of course there will be different opinions.
A party of men are going out to-night to look for her— I never
saw them so excited."
Harmer soon came in, accompanied by Buckley and Charley
Moore. Buckley had made preparations to depart for Califor-
nia across the Sierra Nevada, but postponed his journey until
the fate of Emily was ascertained. Consequently, they had both
decided to accompany Harmer. They were well armed with
rifles, pistols and knives, and provided with an abundance of
ammunition.
" God speed and prosper your way," said Mrs. Bradish.
There was a hearty response of " amen " from all assembled,
which comprised quite a number of young and old. It had been
decided that the young, men should go with Harmer, as 'the
356 Female Life among the Mormons.
Indian trail led directly through the valley, where she had last
been seen. They were furnished with horns, whistles and dogs,
and were evidently sanguine of success.
" I doubt if her strength would hold out to travel a great
way," said one.
" We shall find her not far off, but overcome with fatigue,
and sleeping- in a cave," said another.
" She may have found some Indian settlement," suggested a
third.
At length the moon showed her broad bright disk over the
adjacent hills, and the farewells being said, the party set off.
CHAPTER XXXIX
marriages.
ii k YISITOR, ma," said our youngest daughter, now grown
J\^ to be a woman.
" Indeed ! Who is it ?
" Mrs. Melton, I believe."
The lady soon entered, habited in deep black.
I involuntarily glanced at her unusual apparel. She noticed
this, and not being a person to stand on ceremony, immediately
began the relation of her troubles.
" I have dressed in mourning, Mrs. Ward," she said, " and
yet no outward form or ceremonial of sorrow can shadow forth
the poignant anguish that weighs down my heart. It is dread-
ful to lay a child in the damp cold earth, yet more so, much
more so, to have her immolated on the altar of Mammon. And
such marriages as are tolerated and approved here seem to me
She Mourns as for the Dead. 35T
actually horrible. I have argued and reasoned with Mr. Mel-
ton, and used my utmost endeavors to get him to relent, but all
in vain. He is determined to sell the girls to Weldy, and
nothing but death will prevent the consummation of the sacri-
fice," and the poor mother began to weep.
" What do the girls say about it ?" I inquired.
" Henriette is nearly distracted. Margaret said a good deal
at first, but finding that her father was resolved, she relapsed
into her gloomy and moody habit. She has all along been sub-
ject to fits of melancholy, and I suppose that they will return
on her now with accumulated strength."
" We never knew that she was subject to such spells."
" Few persons do know it, because we always tried to keep it
still, but it will have to become public now, if she's going into
all that family. It all comes from the cruelty of her father."
'' How so ?"
" He refused to let her marry an amiable young man, who
was deeply attached to her, and whose passion she reciprocated.
It nearly proved her death at the time, and she has never
entirely recovered from its effects."
"But why did Mr. Melton refuse to permit her to marry
him ?"
" Because he was not able to bestow a valuable gift in
return."
" I can scarcely understand what the man must be thinking of."
" Of money, to be sure — money, that everlastingly fills his
thoughts by day, and his dreams by night. He looks on his
daughters as legitimate subjects of speculation, because, he says,
that they have cost him so much. Heaven knows how, and it
would puzzle any mortal to tell. Henriette knelt at her
father's feet, and implored him with tears of agony to have pity
'upon her, and save her from such a dreadful fate, but he spurned
358 Female Life among the Mormons
and reproached her, accused her of ingratitude in not consent-
ing willingly to bis choice, especially when it brought such
valuable gifts to his hands. At this she grew exasperated, and
threatened to leave his house and protection, and go off among
the Indians. He replied that he would find her, if he had to
search the world over, and that she should be married to
Weldy, if she went to the altar in chains. Henriette's temper
being fully aroused, she asserted that they were all barbarians ;
that the religion of Mormon was from the devil ; that polygamy
was an abominable institution, and that though they might
compel her to stand up with the man she hated, she would
never by word or deed signify her assent to the contract — never.
" 'Then you dare to disobey me?' he said.
" 'I dare to disobey any man, who seeks to make me a slave,
and whose tyranny would embitter my whole life. When you
ask me to marry that hideous old man, who looks like an ogre,
and acts like a fool — a man whose home is shared already by a
dozen wives, good, bad, aud indifferent, two or three of whom
are Indians, others Spanish, and several Dutch — is it possible
that you expect me to consent willingly — more horrible still,
when this same old man that wishes to become my husband,
desires to take my sister in the same day — to purchase us, giv-
ing in exchange horses and cows, can you expect us to conform,
unless by actual compulsion V
" ' Henriette,' said Mr. Melton, * you are certainly old enough
to know that all this is folly. It makes no difference how many
wives he has. Solomon married a king's daughter, though he
had taken wive3 from all the nations about Judah. Do you
fancy yourself superior to that princess of the royal house of
Egypt. I am really ashamed of you.*
" ' And I am ashamed of my father,' interposed Margaret,
vehemently, ' ashamed that any man, professing to be influ-
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enced by a divine spirit, should make the marriage of his daugh-
ters an occasion of enriching himself ; and such a marriage, too ;
my soul is sickened by the thought of it/
" I told the girls subsequently that, though their father
remained inexorable, it was possible that they might hope for
release from the generosity of their lover, if such a heart could
be considered capable of such a feeling.
" ' I would just as soon,^ said Henriette, * trust to the com-
passion of a hungry lion.'
"Margaret, however, said that she was willing to make the
attempt, and volunteered to commence the subject herself.
" ' Here comes Weldy, now,' said Henriette, looking from the
window.
" ' Now, then, is your time, girls, now that your father is
absent,' I exclaimed, 'and Heaven grant that you may soften
his iron heart.'
" Weldy came tn, saluted the girls with apparent fondness,
made an attempt to compliment their beauty, which proved'
exceedingly awkward, and then inquired for Mr. Melton.
"'He is not at home, Brother Weldy ; and we consider his
absence rather fortunate than otherwise on the present occasion.
We wish to appeal to your good sense and generous feelings, as
a man of honor and principle, to withdraw your suit for the
hands of these girls, who are too young to assume the responsi-
bilities of married life, and altogether unsuitable to your cir-
cumstances.'
"'Excuse me, madam,' he answered, 'but I must dissent
from your opinions. These young ladies, in my house, at least,
will have no responsibilities to assume. My establishment is
well govei-ned and directed, by older and competent heads.
Nothing will be required of them, but gentleness and obedience,
and that deference which youth is always expected to render to
seniority.'
360 Female Life among the Mormons.
" Here I informed him that my girls had always been accus-
tomed to have their own way.
" ' Yes,' said Margaret, ' and I am the last one to bow to
hoary hairs, when they cover a fool's skull, as is frequently the
case.'
" * I shall neither be gentle nor obedient,' said Henriette,
'because I loathe and despise both you and your wives. I
won't do nothing that you wish me to, not a single thing. I
expect you want me to be a sort of nurse and waiter, to run
after your thirty young 'uns, but I shan't do it, I shan't touch
the squalling, yelping brats. I never could bear 'em, I can't
yet, and I won't have nothing to do with 'em.'
" Weldy laughed at this, a regular loud horse laugh. He did
not seem the least bit angry, as I expected that he would, but
fairly shook the rafters with a hearty roar.
" ' No, my beauty,' he said, ' I don't expect any such thing.
You're much too slender and delicate to be hiking a great child
about ; I know that very well. No one shall impose such
duties on you, and I shall not wish you to do anything contrary
to your pleasure, rest assured of that.'
"'And don't you wish me to do anything contrary to my
pleasure ?' she inquired, quickly.
" But Weldy was not to be caught that way.
** ' I shall not, my dear, when you are mine — legally mine.'
" ' Mr. Weldy, I beg, I entreat of you, to give up all design
of marrying us,' said Margaret. 'You cannot conceive how
much, how much and how deeply, we loathe and abhor the situ-
ation you offer us. Our ages, your circumstances, everything
precludes the possibility of happiness for either in that state.
We cannot love you, neither can you love us, and \narriage
without love must be unhappy.'
" ' Pshaw, half the marriages in the world are consummated
from motives of policy, or expediency,' said Weldy, and then he
The Hoary Lover and Youthful Yictims. 361
went on to argue the point, that ' marrying for love was an anti-
quated notion, altogether unsuitable for this utilitarian age ;
that he had married for love once, and but once, and that the
wife he then obtained had proved the least lovable of any one
of the dozen, and he thanked heaven for the lesson it afforded
him ; that, generally speaking, those marriages in which there
was the least of what was romantically and sillily called love,
were always the happiest ; and that, for his part, he anticipated
the greatest amount of real, solid, steady-going bliss from his
approaching nuptials, with two such beautiful and accomplished
ladies.'
*" But, Mr. Weldy, can't you, won't you give us up ? Won't
you tell father that you have changed your mind, and no longer
want us ? Do, do have pity upon us, and we will bless you
for ever.'
" * Have pity upon you, have pity upon you, my charmer,
and why should I pity one so young and beautiful. I love, I
adore, 'I admire you ; I would pity you and myself, too, as to
that matter, if anybody else was to have you, because no
one can be so sensible of your attractions as myself Nobody
else could ever prize you as you deserve to be prized,' and he
attempted to embrace her.
'' Margaret sprang from his outstretched arms with a scream,
and Henriette reminded him that he had just declared that he
never made but, one love match.
"'Which was the truth,' he answered, 'though it's a clear
case, that in marrying you, any man would have to marry for
love, because every man must love you at first sight.'
"These silly and unmeaning compliments greatly disgusted the
girls, and Margaret called out, ' Weldy, I believe that you are
a fool.'
" * If such is the case, it's all attributable to you,' he answered.
' What is the penalty when a girl turns the brain of a man V
16
362 Female Life among the Mormons.
" 'Whether or not your brain is turned, Mr. Weldy, I believe
that my girls are perfectly innoceut of it. Here you are, old
enough to be their father, and with a dozen wives already, deal-
ing your balderdash compliments. I am sick of it, sick of such
nonsense, and impertinence, and folly. I had hoped something
from your generosity, but I see that I was mistaken in the
man.'
" * Really, Madam,' he replied, ' you make this marriage with
your daughters very expensive ; I have come down handsomely
to your husband. Did you desire a new shawl or dress V
" I was so offended at this pretended misunderstanding of my
wishes," continued Mrs. Melton, " that I was half inclined to
take the broom and drive him from the house."
" I wonder that you didn't," I remarked ; " such imperti-
nence I"
" Wasn't it though, really outrageous ; when all I desired
was to preserve my daughters from such an unnatural union ?"
" He just said it to tantalize you," I exclaimed.
" I knew that very well, and replied, that though my shawls
and dresses were less stylish than might be, I regarded them as
of no consequence, compared to the happiness of my children ;
and then he had the impudence to assure me that their felicity
would be secured by marriage with him.
" ' Why, Madam,' he said, ' I am astonished at your objec-
tions, they are so trivial and frivolous. You have nothing to
say against my moral character, or that I am ineligible in a
pecuniary point of view, because you are aware that on all these
points I am good as the best. But you talk about age, as if
many young wives hadn't been perfectly happy with old hus-
bands, and as if what had happened once, couldn't happen again,
I only expect them to honor and obey, and as I am not a man
of sentiment, I shall be perfectly satisfied with that. Well as I
love them, I neither ask, nor wish them to love me. All is.
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they mustn't love somebody else, that would set the house on
fire at once.'
" A thought struck Margaret, and she said, ' Suppose we con-
fess to you that we love another now ?'
" ' I shoul(^ know the confession was false, because your father
told me that you had never had a lover.'
" * Then my father told you a falsehood ; mother, here, shall
decide.'
" * You have, my child,' I answered, addressing Margaret ;
' I don't know that Henriette ever had.'
" ' Oh, well, it is nothing ; all I ask you to do is to honor
and obey me.'
'"And that I shall not do.'
"Again he set up a roaring, screaming laugh, in which
nobody joined ; when, greatly to our surprise and confusion,
Mr. Melton entered the room.
" He looked rather astonished, and said, addressing Weldy ;
* You, sir, must find my wife and daughters very good company.'
" * Oh, very good, charming ; but don't you think they have
been trying to make me believe that our intended marriage will
be unhappy, and all that sort of thing.'
" Mr. Melton glanced angrily from one to the other j * I have
forbidden any such suppositions or conversations,' he said, ' and
yet they persist in disobedience.'
" ' Women have been willful and perverse since the days of
Adam,' replied Weldy.
" * Then what do you want so many of them for V I inquired.
" ' Oh,' he answered with a leer, * they are dear creatures,
notwithstanding all their willfulness and perversity.'
" ' And these stiff-necked and disobedient girls would refuse
the honor you offer them,' said Mr. Melton, 'they deserve a
Bevere punishment.'
" ' No, don't punish them,' said Weldy, * I wouldn't, on any
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acconnt, that a hair of their beautiful heads should be injured,
much less for auy contumely that they may offer me. Of course
I am not worthy of them ; no one can be more sensible of his
unworthiness, and for this reason, perhaps, more than any other,
heaven has blessed me with so many wives, and seems to intend
blessing me with more.'
" * I should think/ said Margaret, ' that probably the other
personage had more to do with it than heaven. Heaven only
bestowed one wife on Adam in Paradise ; it would scarcely give
a greater number to sinful men in their fallen state.'
" ' What do you know of such thmgs V inquired Mr. Melton.
** * I had ought to know something about them, considering
the circumstances in which I am- placed.'
" * As for me, I think that the less a woman knows the better.
Knowledge is not suitable for women, it makes them opiniona-
tive and consequential. They are not so easily governed, and the
proper government of the women, is the foundation of all domes-
tic peace.'
" Weldy laughed, and such a laugh, that his coarse ungainly
features only looked uglier and more repulsive. * You can know
but little about women, however, you, whose domestic expe-
rience has been confined to the possession of only one wife.'
" ' But now I am going to turn over a new leaf,' said Mr.
Melton, glancing at me, 'I have been married this after-
noon.'
" * Been married this afternoon, Oh, Lord !' screamed Mar-
garet, ' what will come next.'
" * Your own happy nuptials, I suppose,' said Weldy ; and
going to Mr. Melton, he congratulated him on the prospect of
happiness for the future, with a hearty shake of the hand ; said
he was always glad to see his friends evince a determination to
enjoy life, and finally concluded by asking who might be the
happy bride "
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" And was that the first intimation you receired that your
family was to have an addition ?"
" The very first."
" And you didn't faint, nor grow sick ?"
" Oh, no ; I thought, even then, more of the horrible fate to
which my children were destined, than of what misery might
result to me, under any possible circumstances."
"Mr. Melton then condescended to inform us that, being
likely to get rid of the burden of providing for his daughters, he
fancied that he could support another wife in tolerable com-
fort, especially, as she possessed a good round sum of money,
which was to be placed in 'his hands, at the expiration of a
month.
" ' Well, you are one lucky dog, anyhow,' said Weldy. ' Now,
here I have to pay you for these girls, while you go right off
and bargain for a wife who has money. That's the advantage
of marrying a wife who has no relations.'
" ' Ain't it, though V
" * I reckon you'll be for getting another, won't you V
*' * Not at all unlikely, if I could come across one with
money.'
" ' You always look out for the main chance.'
« ' Don't I ? Well, who has a better right V
" ' Nobody.'
" And thus they continued talking for a long time," continued
Mrs. Melton, " and I discovered that on the same day when my
daughters were to leave home for the house of their husband,
Mr. Melton designed to bring his bride to fill their place — their
place, indeed, as if my heart can ever receive, or look upon her,
with any feelings save those of dislike and contempt."
" I am astonished that Mr. Melton should take another wife,
I did not even suppose that he would entertain the idea of such
a thing."
366 Female Life among the Mormons.
" Why, Mrs. Ward, there is not a man in Utah, who has not
seriously revolved in his mind the expediency of such a course.
Of course, they must think of it, when it is made the basis of
sermons and conversations. Men are continually inquiring of
one another, what they think of it, how they like it, and all such
questions. And Mr. Melton, if he imagines that another wife
will add to his happiness, I am perfectly satisfied that he should
try the experiment ; but my poor, dear girls " — and the mother
burst into tears.
" It is possible, Mrs. Melton," I said, " that your girls may
be much happier than you anticipate, though it is not at all
wonderful, that you, or any person of rightly-constituted mind,
should regard such an incestuous connection with horror.
Weldy, even now, seems less heartless than Mr. Melton ; and I
presume these girls might exercise twice the influence over him,
that they coald over their father. They are young and beauti-
ful, and"—
" But the sin, Mrs. Ward — ^the wickedness of living in such a
state ; that is dreadful in my eyes ; for, whatever they may say
to the contrary, it is — ^it must be — a sin. I wish my daughters
to be pure in heart ; I brought them up to virtue, and now that
this must be the consummation, almost drives me mad. Some-
times I have been tempted to act the part of the Roman matron,
and at others, have been ready to arraign the justice of heaven,
that thus permitted one portion of mankind to trample on the
happiness and rights of the other."
" It is all, I suppose, for some wise end."
Mrs. Melton shook her head doubtingly, and soon after rose
to take leave.
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CHAPTER XL.
A CONSULTATION.
CONTRAKY to the expectations of nearly all the village,
the party who had accompanied Harmer in pursuit of
Emily, returned, without having obtained any information of
her. There was nothing in the valley to indicate that she had
ever been there. There were no traces in the soft mud, by the
brook-side ; neither broken flowers, nor shreds of garments. All
concluded that, had she passed that way, there would have been
something significant of the fact. Hence they determined to
prosecute the search in another direction.
Mrs. Beardsley declared that she had known, all along, that
they would not find her. To be sure, they wouldn't ; wild
beasts, or Indians, or something else, had destroyed her, long
before this time.
" May be not,'' said Mrs. Stillman, sen., who had taken up
her residence with Louisa, since the death of her husband.
" If it had been Fan Simpkins (for I will never call her Still-
man)," said Louisa, " I actually wouldn't have cared at all ;
but Emily — so beautiful, and amiable, and innocent — for such a
dreadful thing to befall her, almost makes me doubt the goodness
of Providence."
. " She must be somewhere," said Mrs. Stillman, sen, ; " because
these fellows did not find her, is no proof that she has not been
lost ; and even if Harmer does not discover her among the Indi-
ans, who were here that day, it will be no evidence to me, that
368 Female Life among the Mormons.
she has not been kidnapped by some of them ;" and after deliv-
ering these quaint and incontrovertible opinions, the good lady
felt as if she had discharged an important dnty.
Mr. Stillman had formed a company of twenty men, with whom
he intended to explore the gorges and ravines aronnd the foot of
the great Salt Lake, as he fancied that, becoming bewildered,
she might have wandered oflf in that direction. The prepara-
tions were all made, and the party assembled, when a messenger
arrived from B m, forbidding them to depart, and ordering
each man to go to his work. Mrs. Bradish was in the midst,
encouraging the enterprise, and urging them not to abandon the
prosecution of the search until they had found her ; consequently,
this sudden and summary arrest of a proceeding, that she con-
sidered just and necessary, filled her with the deepest indigna-
tion ; and, notwithstanding her deference for the Head of the
Church, she was not slow to manifest her displeasure. The men
were equally dissatisfied, but they stood around in sullen silence,
while she advanced boldly up to the messenger, and demanded
the reasons for so extraordinary a proceeding.
" He gave no reason, madam," said the messenger, " only
that you were on a fool's errand ; that he would guarantee any
pledge, that Emily was perfectly safe ; and that the men should
go to work, instead of wandering about the woods."
" But how does he know that she is safe ?"
" He has had a revelation."
Mrs. Bradish shook her head, and looked as if she doubted
it.
" What do you say ?" inquired one of the men, turning to Mr.
Stillman, " are we going or not ?"
" I should go," said Mrs. Bradish decidedly ; "no one can
entertain a greater respect for B ^m than I do ; that is, in his
legitimate sphere, as our spiritual leader ; but when it comes to
lAterference with personal privileges, when he wishes to restrict
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us ia the exercise of individual liberty, I hold that resistance is a
necessary virtue.'^
Mr. Stillman said, that though he entertained the higliest
regard and deepest reverence for the lady who had just spoken,
he was compelled to dissent from her opinion. That their spir-
itual leader was likewise their temporal governor, and that to
disobey him in one respect, would show their want of confidence
in his judgment and good sense.
" I give it up,'' said Mrs. Bradish, " who can tell ? probably
he knows more of Emily than we have imagined. It seems mar-
vellous to me that he is so utterly indiflferent to her fate."
" It may be best to wait till Harmer returns," suggested Mr.
Ward, " he may bring some information of her, though I hardly
expect it."
" But he may be gone two or three days yet," said a bystander,
" and the exposure and hunger of two or three days more, may
cost Emily her life, if she be not already dead."
" I move that we go, whether he wants us to or not," said
another.
** So do I ," ejaculated a third, "it is none of his business, no
how."
" I don't know how it can be, we were not working for him."
" Go, go, by all means," said Mrs. Bradish, and she made a
motion towards the windows of B m that looked to me like
snapping her fingers. Could it be in defiance ? but no one will
dispute that her resolution and independence of spirit wer ^
remarkable. " If you hesitate," she continued, " I will collect a
party of women and go myself."
" A party of women, indeed, you'd all get lost," said one of the
men ; B m, who could see from his windows the hesitancy
of the company, came slowly forth, and approaching the group,
accosted them in consolatory terms ; something like the fol-
lowing :
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3 TO Female Life among the Mormons.
" I can give you an earnest and hearty assurance, that our
young sister is comfortably provided for, and what is more, that
she has withdrawn from us voluntarily, and for reasons perfectly
satisfactory to me, as they should be to you."
" But where is she ?" " What be they ?" " How do you
know ?" was anxiously inquired.
" Where she is, and what were her reasons for going away, are
secrets which I am not permitted to reveal, and I know by the
spirit that is in me, to read secret and hidden things."
" If that is the only way you know," said one, though in a
low tone, " I wouldn't give much for the knowledge."
B m had recently lost much of the prestige of his power
and influence ; his revelations had become too common and
absurd to attract much notice, or win any confidence. Then, too,
his character for lying, sensuality, and hypocrisy had disgusted
many of the best men in the church ; many wished to have him
deposed, and some even went so far as to talk of it, but no
measures had been taken to effect the purpose. True, he like-
wise had many friends, generally speaking, those who derived
honor or profit from his elevation, or those who were connected
by marriage with him.
It must be conceded, however, that much of the machinations
against him was fomented by the animosity and envy of Lawrence.
This man, whose character seemed a compound of mean duplicity
and selfish cunning, took every occasion to enlarge on the faults
and infirmities of his successful rival, descanted on his weaknesses,
and actually turned his sermons, as well as his style of preaching
into ridicule. When B ^m appeared in public, he usually
managed to be somewhere not far off, and he always made it a
point to criticise most unmercifully the language and sentiments
of his opponent. On the present occasion, he was standing in
the midst, and this time with Irene leaning on his arm ; they had,
it seemed, been out walking together, and seeing the gathering,
The Prophet Suspected. 371
had approached to ascertain what was going on. They obtained
the information that they desired from a bystander, when Law-
rence began his remarks.
" And he forbids your going to look her up ?"
" I believe so ; he says that she is in safety."
** If he knows that, he must know where she is."
" He does, probably," suggested Irene, " I presume that he has
her secreted somewhere in his house."
"Think so?"
" To be sure, I think so ; if such is not the case, why is he
so indifferent and unconcerned ?"
'' I will volunteer to lead a party to search the house, and see
who is concealed in it," exclaimed Lawrence jk
*' No, no," cried several voices.
They had lost all confidence in B m, it is true, but
Lawrence was almost equally unpopular.
" I have not the least doubt," said Irene, " that this woman,
whose absence has struck you all as something remarkable, is
now confined in that hypocrite's dwelling, and I have good rea-
sons for what I say."
" What be they ?" " What be they ?" demanded the listeners.
*' I have not time to relate them, but if you wish to find Emily,
follow my husband, and search that house."
During this scene, B m stood like one amazed ; his counte-
nance changing from surprise to apprehension, from apprehension
to anger. Two or three seemed inclined to second her proposal
to search his house, though the most influential were evidently
opposed to the perpetration of such a deed of violence. He was
a skillful physiognomist, and the expression of the surrounding
faces was not lost on him. He determined, therefore, to treat
the accusations of Irene as the ravings of a maniac, and address-
ing one of his friends and confidential advisers, requested him to
look after that woman, thus become suddenly insane. This
372 Femai^e Life among the Morjions.
request, made in a voice sufficiently loud to attract the attention
of all assembled, caused them all to look round, and several
women screamed at the bare supposition of being contiguous to
a mad-woman.
" Who is it?" inquired Irene, " who is it he means ?"
" Yourself," said Hyde, the designated friend, " come along
with me."
" With you, I am not crazy."
" Certainly you talk like a crazy person, you must be taken .
care of," he replied.
Irene, who possessed little courage or resolution, was over-
whelmed with astonishment and consternation ; all she had ever
Jieard or imagined of narrow cells, straight- waistcoats, chains
and mad-house-scourges, flashed across her memory, as she clung
shrieking to Lawrence, and entreated him to save her.
" No woman in her right mind, would ever give way to such
unlikely and unaccountable suspicion. I received intimation
that she was mad some time ago, though I have never before
to-day seen any exemplification of it," said B m, with a
demeanor as cool and as calm as if nothing had happened.
" Take me home," said Irene, clinging to Lawrence. " Take
me home ; do, do."
" Take her home," said B m authoritatively, " and keep her
there. Home is the place for her; and that is not all, remember
that I will not overlook or forget her insults, and if she puts
herself in my way again, and stigmatizes me with such language
another time, she will be taken care of in a manner that she
won't fancy."
Irene hurried away trembling.
Mrs. Bradish, deeply as she was concerned for Emily, could
not refrain from laughing heartily at the singular incident.
" What do you think of Irene's suspicion ?" I said to her that
evening, when we were in conversation about Emily
Mrs. Bbadish utters Treason 313
" What do I think ?" she answered.
" Yes ; don't it seem to you, as if there might be a possibility
that her conjecture is correct ?"
She nodded affirmatively.
"It seems so to me, and everything tends to confirm the sus-
picion," I said.
" I shouldn't wonder at all, if Emily was confined in his
house."
"Nor I either."
" I never thought of it, till a short time since," said Mrs.
Bradish, " but his coolness and indifference do look like it."
"And his objections to having her sought, with all his
assurances that she is safe and well off."
" I have a great mind to undertake the matter myself," said
the lady. "If he has got Emily stowed away in some place of
concealment, I'd soon bring her to light."
" How so ?"
" He has got many wives, and these wives must some of them
know about her. By intriguing with them the whole mystery
could be unravelled."
" Probably."
" T^o doubt at all of it," she replied. " To-morrow I mean
to commence operations."
I could not help regarding her with surprise. She had always
been an advocate of polygamy, and never expressed the least
sympathy or regard for its victims. Perhaps she read my coun-
tenance, or herself felt the contradictory nature of her conduct.
" Emily," she said, coming close to me, " has always been my
loved and valued friend, and Anna Bradish prides herself on
never forgetting to do good to those who have done good to
her."
" That's the rule you go by, is it ?"
" The rule I go by, is always to treat people precisely as they
374 Female Life among the Mormons.
treat me. If they use me well, I will, if possible, nse them
better, but if they injure or insult me, I shall not promise what
kind of treatment they'll receive in return."
" Then you don't go by the golden rule ?"
" The silver rule is good enough for me," she answered,
laughing.
" And what is that ?"
" Why, haven't I just told you ? to treat people as they treat
you."
*' Has B m ill-treated you ?" I inquired.
" His treatment has not been very kind."
" But I thought that you were the best of friends."
" So we were for a time, but not now."
" That is strange, anyhow."
" You know, Mrs. Ward," she observed, after a moment's
though tfulness, " that Mormonism is continually changing its
phases. Under the rule of Smith we had dreams, prophecies,
and miracles. Spiritual wives were likewise in vogue. Since
then, the characteristics of our faith have been polygamy and
revelations. Now, it long ago occurred to me, that the absolute
temporal and spiritual authority, which the leader and Head of
our church exercised, might be wisely shared by a female of age
and experience, whose moderation and judgment could scarcely
fail of having a happy effect on the masculine counsels of her
colleague ; Smith was favorable to such a scheme. He even
proposed it to me as an inducement, when I hesitated about
uniting with his church. 'Because,' he said, in plain words,
* that the sister who made the greatest sacrifice, embarked the
most property, and manifested the most zealous attachment to
the faith, would of course be promoted to that situation.' I am
naturally ambitious of distinction, and consequently I lent a will-
ing ear to his flattering overtures, forsook my friends, abandoned
piy principles, and in more than one instance, connived to con-
Ambition Thwarted. 3t5
ceal his practices of vice, in order to share his authority at some
future time. His death precluded the possibiUty of that, and
though circumstances deprived me of the privilege of assisting
in the choice of his successor, I had little doubt that my claims
would be recognized, and the avowed purpose of the sainted
dead respected in a proper manner.
" You know, moreover, that B m acknowledged himself
under obligations to me, and offered me his hand in consequence."
" Which you should have accepted, if you wished to share his
authority."
" There you are mistaken again ; a wife according to the code
of Mormon, can have no authority, her very existence being lost
or merged in that of the husband. I didn't choose to resign my
identity to so distinguished a man as our Prophet, but I did
choose a few days since to inform him of my expectations, and
the elders and leaders of the church were favorable to my plan."
" And what did he say ?"
" Commenced a long tirade about the unfitness of women for
authority, and advised me to fulfill the design of my creation, by
taking a husband and bearing children. Could anything be
more insulting ?"
" To some women it would have been goo<f' advice."
*' But I am not like other women. He knows that, so do you,
and everybody. He couldn't have frightened me, as he did
Irene yesterday, the silly fool," and she laughed at the remem-
brance of Irene's fright. " After all, he's a cunning old fox,"
she resumed, " but it's a long lane that has no turn."
376 Female Life among the Mormons.
CHAPTER XLI.
differences.
As Harmer's absence lasted much longer than had beea
expected, many of us began to be concerned about him.
B m, howeyer, took the matter very coolly, barely remark-
ing that those who depended solely on their own sagacity and
foresight, could scarcely expect the blessing of God. The fact
was, neither Harmer nor his companions had consulted the Pro-
phet, or asked his advice, and that, in his view, was a crime.
As day after day glided by, and they came not, it was proposed
to send an expedition after them. This reached the ears of the
master, and he forbade it, to the no small chagrin of the men.
"They went forth without us, and rejoicing in their own
strength," was his characteristic answer ; "let them return in
the same manner."
Mrs. Bradish «eanwhile strove to ingratiate herself with the
wives of B m. This was quite an undertaking ; the num-
ber having increased from three to twenty, of different ages and
conditions, and it certainly required all her tact to manage the
affair with sufficient delicacy, chiefly because she had no means
of ascertaining which wife was the favorite and confidant.
" All my hopes are centered on filling an important situation
in the church," she said to me one day. " It is for that I live
and act. B m has slighted and insulted me, but he may
feel my power when he least expects it. He is losing friends. I
desire to gain them. I have effected that purpose in some
A Gigantic Scheme. 31 1
degree already. If I succeed in finding and releasing Emily,
Hai-mer will owe me a weight of gratitude — don't you think
so V
"I do, certainly ; but there is a mystery attached to Har-
mer's continued absence. After she is found, he will have to be
looked up,"
" Many of the elders are favorable to my scheme,'^ resumed
Mrs. Bradish. " They say that a woman should by all means
be associated in the government. Lawrence is highly pleased
with the idea."
" But he would wish to confer the dignity on Irene."
" No ; Irene is now his wife, and consequently could not be
associated with him in that capacity.
" Does she know that ?"
" I don't suppose that she has ever thought of it," said Mrs.
Bradish ; " but I have. You know," she continued, " or whe-
ther you know it or not, it is no less a fact, that the Mormon
leaders design to build here in this place a fortified city, that
shall be the centre of a kingdom, over which the elders of the
church will rule with absolute authority. The chief magistrate
being sovereign pontiff, and the functions of king and priest
both exercised by one person, or, according to my calculations,
by two, a male and female, associated in the regal dignity."
"But have you any hopes of succeeding in such a wild
scheme ?"
" We have a positive certainty of success ; that is, if all could
be brought to coalesce and unite as one man."
"That will be the difficulty. Half the men in Utah will
aspire to the situation of leader, while very few will be willing
to serve, much less obey, consequently your strength will all be
frittered away in factions. Every aspirant will be at the head
of a party, and these parties will war against each other in
deadly feud. It is folly fdr'the founders of Mormonism to
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dream of, or aspire to any separation from the government of
the United States. The thing is morally impossible. That
government, you well know, claims all this territory as public
land, and exercises supervision over the Indian tribes."
" The right of which supervision the Indian tribes have never
acknowledged," she said, interrupting me.
" It makes little difference whether they acknowledge it or
not, since they have not the mean? for successful resistance," I
answered.
" These means will be furnished them," she said. " Again. I
repeat, that all we require to ensure success, is union among
ourselves."
"The very thing the most difficult to be obtained," I
answered.
" And then the Government at Washington has recognized
Utah as a territory of the Union, under the protection and ame-
nable to the rules and regulations of the other territories."
" Which shows how little they know of us, and our inten-
tions."
" Or knowing, how little they regard them."
An expression almost of anger flitted over her countenance,
and she said :
" We are too many to be despised."
" Certainly ; and yet compared to the Union, the strength of
Utah is nothing at all. At the most you could only cause diffi-
culty and dissension. You might cut oiBf straggling parties of
emigrants, and, probably, harass and distress the frontiers, yet
what more could you do ?"
"That depends on circumstances."
" Not altogether either. Under any circumstances strength
must be superior to weakness."
** You are not sufficiently acquainted with our circumstances
to form a correct estimate of our available strength," she
MORMONISM ANTAGONISTIC TO REPUBLICANISM. 379
/eplied ; *'but it is not possible for us to agree, ^nd so this sub-
ject might as well be dropped."
Mrs. Bradish soon after left me, to join, by special invitation,
a meeting of the elders and leaders of the church.
I had long suspected the Mormon leaders of disloyalty to the
Federal Government. I well knew that the whole creed and
code of their religion was opposed to republicanism in temper
and spirit ; that their favorite hobby was a theocracy, and then-
most admired characters those of king and priest. How far
this might lead them into overt acts of hostility against the
government, remained to be seen.
Mr. Ward had attended the meeting. He was in unusual
good humor, and, contrary to my common custom, I inquired
what business had been transacted.
He smiled, and answered that I would soon see the result of
it, as they had decided to build a factory in which to make pow-
der, and another for the manufacture of fire-arms.
" And who is to be the proprietor of these manufactories ?"
" The Church."
" And the artisans ?"
"Are expected next month. Our faith is doing wonders
everywhere," he continued ; " and I find, by recent accounts,
that only a few of the believers emigrate. We shall soon have
Mormon churches in all the principal cities. This I consider as
very desirable."
♦' Why so ?"
" Women are not to be trusted with secrets," he answered,
laughing.
Not deeminjr it wise to question him further, the conversation
ceased.
• Mr. Ward was generally reserved. Perhaps he considered it
necessary to be so. He well knew that my regard for him was
the only tie that bound me to Mormonism, consequently I could
380 Female Life among the Mormons.
hardly be trusted with the private affairs of the church. Yet,
he could not prevent me from seeing and understanding that
much was being actually transacted which no civilized commu-
nity could approve.
The Mormons had wandered off to Utah, for the avowed pur-
pose of being beyond the surveillance and influence of the
laws which governed the established States. Neither did they
wish for any intercourse with the heathen, or those who could
see no virtue in polygamy, no beauty in the enslavement of
women, and no political consistency in a government admin-
istered by one person, in the capacity of king and priest.
Consequently, their chagrin can be better imagined than
described, when the overland route to Cahfornia was made
through their territory, and trains of emigrants and travellers
frequently arrived, and stayed for days with them.
Of course they regarded these travellers in the light of intru-
ders, and, really having something they wished to conceal, it is
not strange that every inquiry, and the least manifestation of
curiosity, were considered as the result of espionage. Yet,
being well aware that any manifestations of hostiUty, at that
time, would be premature, and might probably lead to the defeat
of their purposes, they treated these visitors with a cool, yet
dignified hospitality ; though it is certain that measures were
concerted to prevent their coming, and turn the tide of emigra-
tion into another channel. One thing which particularly dis-
pleased them, was the establishment of military posts by the
United States, and the occasional vicinity of the troops and
officers belonging to the National Army. Mr. Ward and Mrs.
Bradish were both equally opposed to it, and both declared that
it must be stopped, though, even then, I was such a novice in
Mormonism, that the means to be adopted never crossed my*
mind.
Among the Mormons at this time, were many worthy and
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estimable men and women, who had been seduced to embrace its
doctrines by their specious appearances, without fully under-
standing to what they led, or their actual foundation. These
were quiet tind well-disposed citizens, who took no part in the
business of the church, and knew nothing of the designs of its
leaders. But not a few were characters of a different cast.
Some were real desperadoes, and ready tools to execute any
design, however vicious. These were men of no property, and
generally without families ; old bachelors, whose youth had
been spent in the midst of associations and connections that pre-
cluded marriage ; or runaways and outlaws, who had embraced
Mormonism for the sake of living in human society. Bands of
these men, numbering from ten to twenty-five, were accustomed
to go out, ostensibly for the purpose of hunting, though it was
rare, indeed, that they brought in game. For a long time, my
suspicions were unawakened, but, when aroused, I determined
to take particular notice.
" These men are not very successful in hunting," I said one day
to Mrs. Bradish, as the party, returning from an expedition,
passed the window.
" Are not ?" she said, with a knowing smile.
" I don't see any game."
" The game is probably left behind."
" I don't understand you."
"Don't you? — well, no matter, probably it's quite as well
that you shouldn't," and she turned away.
" It seems to me that these men are assassins and robbers ;
that their trade is blood ; that they, in fact, are the reputed
Indians, of whom the emigrants have complained so much."
Mrs. Bradish made no reply, but slowly promenaded the floor.
" The suspicion seems too ^horrible to be entertained for a
moment, and yet I find myself unable to divest my mind of it,"
I continued, looking steadfastly in her face.
382 Female Life among the Mormons.
She came close to me — so close that her breath touched my
cheek. *' Did you kill a spider yesterday ?" she inquired.
" To be sure I did," I answered, in a tone of surprise.
" And why did you do it ?"
" Because the insect came in my way."
" You never go out in the fields and woods to hunt spiders
and destroy them. You never meddle with them miless they
intrude on your premises."
" I never do."
" And if they do, you consider it justifiable to remove them ?"
" I do."
" Well, that is exactly the case with us. Wc have come off
here purposely to be by ourselves, but these people follow us up,
intrude their presence on us, and seek to ascertain, for the pur-
pose of betraying, our plans. Now, I hold that it is perfectly
right for us to free ourselves, if we can ; to connive at their
removal ; to cause them, in fact, to disappear ; to treat them
exactly as you treat snakes, spiders, and venomous reptiles."
" But reptiles and men are different."
" Both reptiles and men were created by the same hand ; it is
the will of God that both should live ; then by destroying the
life of an insect, you infringe the design of the Creator quite as
much as you do by destroying the life of a man."
I was silenced, but not convinced.
Now that my eyes were fairly opened, many things transpired
daily to convince me that much more was going on in Mormon-
dom than a casual observer would perceive or appreciate. The
factories for the manufacture of gunpowder and fire-arms were
in process of building, though three-fourths of the people in
"Utah were utterly ignorant of their purpose or design. The
emigrants never dreamed of their projected use.
One day a company of emigrants arrived, almost immediately
after the return of a party of the pretended hunters. They
Strange Peculiarities of Utah Indians. 383
had been attacked and severely handled, several of their ani-
mals being killed, and the men wounded. They bivouacked
near our house, and, as Mr. Ward had informed me that they
came from that part of New York State where I had formerly
resided, I determined to visit them in the evening. These emi-
grants,, it should be remembered, were not Mormons, but travel-
lers on their way to Oregon or California. I found a lady, very
social and communicative, who gave me many interesting par-
ticulars concerning my friends, and, at my desire, related the
events connected with the attack on her party. What she
regarded as especially remarkable, was the fact, that the
Indians talked English. "They do not generally understand
our language, do they ?" she inquired, with such an innocent,
unsuspecting manner, that I mentally felt degraded by an asso-
ciation with such monsters as I believed our people to be, but,
controlling my feelings, I answered, " Not generally.''
" So I thought," she replied, "Indians, too, have voices unlike
white men, whereas these fellows conversed with just such tones
and articulations as are common to our race. Wasn't it strange ?"
" They had probably learned English at the military posts,"
suggested Mr. Ward.
" Or were white men in disguise," replied the lady's husband.
I observed that Mr. Ward regarded him with a scrutinizing
look, and probably satisfied with the observation, he said :
"That must be very unlikely; but the Indians are becoming
so hostile, that I wonder the emigrants persist in following this
route."
" Because they can find no other, where the mountains and
rivers are passable," answered the gentleman ; " other routes
have been attempted time and again, but always without
success."
" Yet there must be another way ; the difficulty is in finding
it."
384 Female Life among the Mormons.
The gentleman smiled sadly, "Most people," he said, "prefer
a known route, and to encounter known dangers, rather than
unknown."
" What amiable people," I said to Mr. Ward,-" but it really
seems strange that the Indians have become so hostile of late."
" The Indians, yes, yes, rather strange ; but the emigrants
must choose a new route, and the American military officers, too.
We cannot have a system of espionage in our midst."
" Have any American officers been here ?"
" Not exactly here, but near enough. The Indians waylaid
and destroyed them, too."
" How does it happen that they never attack the Mormons ?"
" The brethren are under the protection of heaven."
That answer settled the question, of course.
CHAPTER XLII.
THE NEW WIFE.
JF a place was designed to take precedence from the variety
of occupations carried on within its boundaries, Utah would
certainly have risen high in the scale. Every dissimilar view
and opinion was being industriously propagated. Schemes for
individual and church aggrandizement were being hatched and
fomented. Projects for a coalition with the Indians, in opposi-
tion to the measures of the Federal Government, formed a
favorite hobby. But while such pursuits occupied the time and
attention of the zealous aspirants for church authority, another
class were employed with equal zeal in marrying and giving in
marriage ; not the least remarkable part of this affair, being,
A Discontented Mind. 385
that the bridegrooms were mostly middle-aged men, many of
whom were already blessed with several wives, and a multitude
of children ; if an institution could be called a blessing which
made a home much more resemble a hospital or asylum, than a
quiet scene of domestic peace.
Mr. Slocomb had been a thrifty inhabitant of the Empire
State, the owner of a fine farm, stocked with fine cattle, a!hd
plenty of them, the husband of a thrifty, prudent, industrious
house-wife, and the father of a fine lot of boys, of several ages,
from two to twelve. Mr. Slocomb had been possessed with a
mania for emigration several years. Like most people well to
do in the world, he was dissatisfied, not with what he had, but
because there were some things which he had not. He dreamed
of a large estate, with five hundred or a thousand acres, which
might be equally divided between his boys, when he was done
with it, his usual manner of expression, giving to each one an'
estate larger than the one he occupied.
Mrs. Slocomb opposed the measure for a long time. She was
attached to her home and friends. She prized the school-house
and the church, and thought that they might enjoy happiness
without going so far to find it. But, though distinguished for
virtue and integrity, and immovable on all subjects connected
with moral principle, she possessed one weak pomt, — that of
easy credulity in religious, matters. Had a Chinaman or Mus-
sulman come to her neighborhood, preaching his religious tenets,
ten chances to one, he would have found in her a devout listener,
and ultimately a believer, so far as their tenets did not interfere
with her preconceived ideas of moral right. She had been a
firm adherent to the doctrines of the Second Adventists, but the
failure of their prophesies rather shook her faith, "when the Mor-
mons came. These attracted her greatly ; she invited them to
her house,, and listened with wonder and credulity to their glow-
ing accounts of the Promised Land. Mr. Slocomb proposed
n
386 Female Life among the Mormons.
immediate emigration ; the Mormons united their entreaties to
his, and she yielded to the promptings of an enthusiastic fanati-
cism. But even in Utah, and notwithstanding the fervor of her
faith, she retained many of her old Eastern manners, and pre-
served the full integrity of her moral principles. She was,
moreover, one of those who fear contamination by association
with those she did not like, or whom she regarded as vicious.
Of polygamy she had never heard, until her arrival at the Land
of the Saints, when her surprise and horror were inconceivable.
They went directly to the house of a brother, whose fervid faith
and zeal had won for him honorable mention in the East. He
received them graciously, bade them welcome to the hospitalities
of his house, and introduced Mrs. Bee, a stately and dignified
matron, with a large fat child in her arms. They exchanged
salutations, when the good brother directed her attention to a
much younger lady, who also had a child, and whom he likewise
styled Mrs. Bee. . Presently a third came in, looking still
younger, but apparently in an interesting situation, and Mrs.
Bee was presented again. Mrs. Slocomb began to conclude, by
this time, that the good brother was demented, or herself in a
dream, it might be diflficult to decide which.
One by one, other ladies to the number of fifteen made their
appearance, who were severally introduced to the astonished
guest as Mrs. Bee. Too polite to make any inquiries, she sat
in a maze of doubt and perplexity. It was impossible that all
these females could be the sisters or daughters of their host, and
that she had mistaken the title Miss for Mrs. It was equally
impossible that he could have so many brothers whose wives
were domiciled in his house. As the dinner-hour approached,
and the multitude of children came thronging in, her curiosity
grew intensely painful. She observed that most of the children
were evidently neglected, with faces and hands that seemed
never to have known the vicinity of water, and hair that hjuig
A Mormon Dinner-Table. 1 387
in matted elf-locks around their ears. Many of the boys, eight
or nine years old, still wore frocks, while the girls seemed to
have dressed in anything that came to hand. Though address-
ing the different women as mother, she noticed that they all
called Mr. Bee '' father ;" that, however, might be by courtesy.
There seemed little cordiality or sociality among the women,
and it struck her that the whole party were laboring under
unnatural restraint.
At length she found a solution of the difficulty, according to
her mind. These were doubtless orphan children, whom Mr.
Bee, in his benevolence, had undertaken to keep till they would
be supplied with suitable places. Of course their mothers were
poor widows, and the names — she might be mistaken in thera.
She forebore remark until after dinner, when the gentlemen
walked out, and though all the various faculties of wonder,
astonishment, surprise, and indignation, had been respectively
called into exercise at the glaring want of anything like order
or method at a gentleman's table, she supposed that in a new
country, on the very outskirts of civilization, it might be custo-
mary to dispense with all formality and ceremony. It seemed
to her that an infinite amount of useless labor had been expen-
ded in producing dinner, because every one thus employed
refused to harmonize her actions with those of the others. One,
who had been busily engaged setting the table, left the apart-
ment for a moment, when another approached, removed the
dishes and the cloth, restored them to their place in the cup-
board, and proceeded to array the board in another cloth, and
much inferior dishes. The first one returned to find all her
arrangements superseded, while her anger was met by a scornful
laugh. The same contrariness prevailed in the culinary depart-
ment. Instead of assisting, each one seemed disposed to hinder
and embarrass the others. A dish almost prepared by one,
would be hastily thrust aside, and its place supplied by some-
388 Female Life among the Mormons.
thing another one was fonder of. Mrs. Slocomb was half dis-
posed to disbelieve the testimony of her ears, but sounds
marvellously like those of blows and kicks came not unfre-
quently from the adjoining apartment, and one of the women
passed hastily around the house, her eyes red with weeping.
When dinner was announced, one of the younger ones rushed
hastily forward, nearly overturning the matron with the fat
child, and established herself at the place of honor — the head of
the table — while two others, the least prepossessing of the whole
number, came bounding along, and took places right and left of
Mr. Bee. He paid little attention to them, but evidently
wished to withdraw the notice of his guests from their ill-man-
nerly and ungracious conduct. Then commenced a great scram-
ble with the children. Crowding beside their mothers, the
ragged urchins demanded bread and butter, potatoes, cake, or
milk. If one obtained more than another, blows followed,
attended with kicks, and screams of no common power. At
length the confusion and uproar increased, until the host could
neither hear his own voice, nor those of the guests, when he
arose, pale with anger, took a large ox-goad from its place of
concealment, and laying it about among them zealously, he soon
succeeded in clearing the apartment.
" Haven't I told you over and over again not to feed the
young 'uns by handfuls while we were eating ?" he said, glancing
at the women.
No one answered, and Mr. Bee being too well-bred to mani-
fest further displeasure, the cloud passed over.
As there seemed little opportunity for conversation in the
house, where so many children were partaking their meal, Mrs.
Slocomb proposed taking a walk to the matronly lady, whose
superior gentility seemed to indicate that she was, or ought to
be, at the head of the establishment.
"I should be happy to, indeed," she replied gracefully, " and
The Solution of the Kiddle. 389
will when my children are done eating ; if I should leave them
now, they would get no more food. It is the practice here for
every one to supply her own children at the expense of the
others."
" Will you tote that great young 'un ?" said one in an insult-
ing tone.
" It^s likely," replied Mrs. Bee.
" I guess you will have to,'' replied the other, " for none of us
will keep him."
More and more surprised, Mrs.' Slocomb ventured to remark
to the first speaker, that she didn't seem very accommodating.
" There's no accommodation here," she answered ; " every one
has to look out for herself."
" Are you boarders, then ?" inquired Mrs. Slocomb ; " or is
Mr. Bee a relative ?"
It was now the turn of the women to be surprised.
" Boarders ! — a relative I" they repeated, looking at each other.
Mrs. Bee came forward, with an expression of painful perplex-
ity resting on her countenance.
" Our friend, Mrs. Slocomb, is unacquainted with the cus-
toms of Utah," she said. " These ladies are all the wives of my
husband, Mr. Bee. The faith of Mormon sanctions polygamy,
the same as the ancient faith of Moses."
Mrs. Slocomb stood like one transfixed with horror and
astonishment. Could it be possible that she had come to such
a place as that, that the religion which she had embraced sanc-
tioned such practices ; that she had been sitting and eating with
such degraded women ? Their presence seemed a contamination,
as she regarded them with a look of pity and contempt.
"You needn't look so haughtily, madam," said one of them
saucily. "You'll have plenty of such companions by-and-by.
I'll warrant your husband will not confine himself to oua
woman, no more than the other men."
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Mrs. Slocomb deigned no reply, but hastily demanding her
bonnet, bade Mrs. Bee farewell, and left the house in the most
unceremonious manner.
Mrs, Slocomb was devoutly attached to the institution of
marriage, as it existed in the Eastern States, and the bigamist,
in her estimation, was quite as reprehensible as those guilty of
crimes which it were an offence to mention in polite society. In
her view, the residence of Mr. Bee was no better than a house
of ill-fame, and she felt degraded by having entered its doors.
She came directly to me, in a state of excessive agitation, and
when I questioned her on the subject, she told me of all she had
seen and heard.
" And such scenes, I regret to say, are common among us."
" How have I been deceived I" she said. " I considered Mor-
monism all truth, and purity, and beauty. I never dreamed
that anything so hideous and revolting could be concealed
beneath an exterior of so much piety. But we must leave
Utah ; I can never consent to stay where such practices are tol-
erated."
" But your husband," I suggested.
" My husband," she replied, " will be quite as much disgusted
with such practices as myself. I shouldn't wonder if he was
even more, if such a thing were possible ; but here he comes."
Mr. Slocomb approached the house, his usual gaiety changed
to a sedate and thoughtful expression.
" Why did you run away so unceremoniously from Brother
Bee's ?" he inquired, in a half-amused, half-angry tone.
" That, you know, quite as well as I can tell you. It seems
to me a degradation, that I ever went there. Only to think of
sitting and eating with such women !"
** Why, they seemed very modest women, and some of them
were decidedly beautiful," said Mr. Slocomb. " My friend tells
me that he was never happier. It seems so patriarchal I"
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" Is it possible that you can find it in your heart to excuse
such an abominable practice ?"
" There's nothing abominable about it, that I can see," said
Mr. Slocomb, and his countenance fell.
Mr. Ward soon came in, and the gentlemen commenced a dis-
cussion on theology, which ended, as such discussions generally
did, on polygamy. Mr. Slocomb, it was evident, regarded the
institution with favor, rather than otherwise.
" You see," I said, addressing her aside, " that your hus-
band entertains very different opinions from what you antici-
pated."
She nodded her head, and shed tears.
" We never know of what men are capable, until they are
tempted."
She signified assent, as before.
Notwithstanding the wishes of his wife, Mr. Slocomb refused
to remove from Utah. He was well suited with the people and
the place, he said, and wherefore should he remove, to gratify
the whims and caprices of a woman ? Bee was his confidential
friend and adviser ; and just two weeks from the day that they
commenced housekeeping in Salt Lake City, Slocumb took home
his second wife. Of course, Mrs. Slocomb regarded her in the
light of an intruder, and as a depraved and abandoned charac-
ter. These sentiments she had no wish to disguise, and in a few
days, the two women were mortal enemies. Mrs. Slocomb uni-
formly designated her rival as " Bets." The boys caught her
spirit, and the new wife became the object of their Unmitigated
contempt, and many practical jokes, of which the maliciousness
could be much easier detected than the wit. Mrs. Slocomb was
blindly attached to her children, and since her husband's second
marriage, her infatuation seemed to have increased. She attrib-
uted their ill-behaviour to~ fondness for her, and chagrin at the
ill-treatment which she had received ; consequently, if not posi-
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lively gratified, she was not displeased with their exhibitions of
contempt and dislike.
According to the code of Mormon, the wife who corrects the
child of another, is subjected to a severe penalty. Elizabeth
knew this, and refrained from giving them even a gentle repri
mand ; but, when utterly wearied, and provoked beyond all
forbearance, she went to Mr. Slocomb with her complaints. For
a time, he heard her patiently, and threatened the boys with
** straightening up things, and settling the hash ;" though what
was meant or understood by such threats, remained a mystery ;
and, as the boys were great favorites with their father, nothing
serious was apprehended by them, to judge by the little effect
it had on their conduct.
** Why don't you make the boys behave ?" said Mr. Slocumb,
one day, to his wife. " Elizabeth is continually complaining of
them. I'm really tired of hearing it."
" Tired of hearing it, are you ?" said Mrs. Slocomb, turning
her large, black eyes on her husband's face, ancl windmg her
long, bright hair around her head, in the form of a coronet ;
" tired of hearing it ; then silence her tongue l"
" But, madam, it is hardly right, that the boys should be
indulged in such pranks as they practise on her."
" To what pranks do you allude ?"
" Why, pulling away the chair, when she attempts to sit
down ; hanging buckets of water over the doors, through which
she must pass ; calling her names ; pinning labels to her dress,
when she goes to church ; and otherwise distressing her. I
am astonished that you permit them to act in such a man-
ner !"
" And I am astonished, that you permit such a vile, aban-
doned creature to harbor about your house."
Mr. Slocumb looked surprised. "Do you call EUzabeth
vile and abandoned ?" he inquired.
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*' What else can she be ? — the despicable thing 1 The very
air seems contaminated by her presence — living with another
woman's husband I" and the countenance of Mrs. Slocomb was
quite as expressive as her tongue.
" But another woman's husband is her husband, likewise."
" That is false, Mr. Slocomb ; the thing is impossible. No
marriage ceremony can sanctify a connexion which God has not
authorized, and which nature forbids. I will not call you by
the name you deserve, nor her by the epithet she justly merits ;
but you well know, that in a civilized community, your crime
would have met its reward in the penitentiary."
" Go it, pumps I" said the oldest boy, snapping his fingers.
At length, the discussions between Mr. and Mrs. Slocumb
took the form of bitter altercations. On one of these occasions,
he informed her that she was generally disliked ; that her con-
duct had produced a disagreeable impression on the minds of
the people, which he exceedingly regretted.
" And of which I am very glad," she answered ; " I don't
want any society or intercourse with such a set, and what is
more, I won't have, neither."
And she was good as her word, never associating with, or
noticing any except these women who were the first, and in her
view, the only wives of their husbands.
But after all, Mrs. Slocomb was more to be pitied than blamed.
A woman of her rigid principles could not look on polygamy
with the least allowance, and she flattered herself that Bets
might be worried out, and driven off.
" I hardly think you will succeed in that, Mrs. Slocoml?,'^ I
observed, when she informed me of her plan.
" Not if we render her situation intolerable, like Sarah did
that of Hagar ?"
" You wouldn't treat her cruelly," I answered ; " your hus-
band is, after all, the most to blame ; I have heard say that she
n*
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was mild and inoffensive in her disposition, and an orphan with
no father's house to which she can go."
/' Let her find a place, then."
Mrs. Slocomb was so blinded by passion and prejudice that
all appeals to her better feelings were in vain, and yet, no
woman could be more tender-hearted, gentle, and considerate,
than she was on ordinary occasions.
One beautiful afternoon, we were walking together near her
dwelling, when a loud noise of blows, screams, and angry words
attracted our attention.
*' Oh, that hussy," said Mrs. Slocomb, rushing to the house ; I
followed, when a scene painfully ludicrous was presented.
Elizabeth, standing in the middle of the floor, was holding the
oldest boy by one hand grasped tightly in his hair, while with
the other she was belaboring him most unmercifully with the hot
pudding-stick, just removed from a pot of samp that hung boil-
ing over the fire.
*' Oh, you miserable scamp," she cried, " 111 give it to you,
that I will, your father told me to, you've tormented me long
enough ; I'll give you a lesson, you "
"Do you dare to strike my child?" cried Mrs. Slocomb,
springing to the rescue.
"Yes, I dare," answered Elizabeth, turning about and facing
her antagonist, with eyes gleaming like those of an irritated pan-
ther ; the boy sprang to his mother shrieking.
" Bruised, battered, and burned," said Mrs. Slocomb ; " wretch,
you'll pay for this."
"No, I shan't pay for it," said Elizabeth, "your husband,
my husband, madam, told me to defend myself, and he would
clear me from all blame."
" Liar, hateful, abandoned creature," said Mrs. Slocomb,
wiping away the tears of her £hild.
' " I am no more of a liar, no more hateful, or abandoned than
The Tables Turned. 395
yourself j I have been married, and Mr. Slocomb is my husband
just as much as he is yours. What do you want to act the fool
for ? and now, I'll tell you what it is, Mr. Slocomb has given me
the liberty, and I can prove it ; and every time that your great,
odious, abominable boys disturb me in any manner, they'll get a
good beating ; I will bear their sauce and impudence no longer,
that I won't."
" Then, clear out.''
" That I won't ; — clear out, indeed, leave my home and my
husband, just to please you, and your abominable brats ; no, I'll
stay, and, before many years, dance over your grave, that I will."
Mrs. Slocomb was not prepared for such an outburst of pas-
sion, as Elizabeth was generally mild and unresisting.
*' You needn't think," she continued, *' that because I have
borne your insults so long, I am going to bear them for ever ;
from this time forth, I'm going to take a new start, and my word
-for it, your boys will find the odds."
Weary and disgusted with such a scene of household folly and
disorder, I left them and went home.
The next week, Mrs. Slocomb came to our house ; I was her
confidant, and she never hesitated to inform me of all her troubles.
She really appeared sad and depressed ; said her life was a bur-
den, and her habitation a continual scene of discord. Elizabeth
and the boys were fighting and quarrelling from morning till
night ; Mr. Slocomb would not, in fact could not, preserve order,
as he had given Elizabeth permission to take her own part, and
the boys were absolutely ungovernable.
" You can't effect any compromise ?" I suggested.
*' Compromise, no," said Mrs. Slocomb, " I must and will be
mistress in my own family ; as to Elizabeth, however, we might
possibly get along if it wasn't for the boys. She won't bear the
least from them, and they won't take a word from her ; and so
it goes. The other morning Bets was stooping over to cut up
396 Female Life among the Mormons.
the meat which had been fried, and was swimming in hot fat in
the spider which stood on the corner of the hearth ; William
said something which she did not like, and taking the knife out
of the boiling gravy, she struck him with it on the side of the
face. He then grabbed her by the hair, and held on, while she
nearly chopped his naked feet into mince-meat with her knife and
fork ; and so it is every day.''
"I believe it impossible for happiness to exist in a family
where there are several wives."
*' Oh, dear," said Mrs. Slocomb, ''yonder comes one of the
boys after me, I wonder what new thing has happened 1" *
The child was crying, Mrs, Slocomb met him at the gate,
listened a moment to his story, and without bidding me farewell,
and even leaving her bonnet, started off in the greatest agitation
towards her home.
While I was wondering at her strange demeanor, a messenger
came with information that Mrs. Slocomb wished to see me
immediately. Surprise and curiosity led me to obey the sum-
mons.
She was sitting by the bea, weeping ; one of her boys laid on
it, presented a picture of death ; while Elizabeth sat sullenly in
a corner.
" Oh, Mrs. Ward," she cried, on seeing me, " I am the most
unhappy woman in the world ; look there," and she pointed to
the child who lay in a state of stupor.
" What is the matter with him ?" I inquired.
" That hussy," and the voice of the poor mother was drowned
in sobs.
" I gave you fair warning," said Elizabeth.
" You have not killed the child," I said, turning to Elizabeth.
" I neither know, nor care ; they'll have to learn to let me
alone."
, It appeared that while Elizabeth was washing the floor, the
The Quarrel. 39t
boys as nsnal began their capers, when she became angry and
struck one of them over the head with the mop handle. There
was a nail in the end of the stick, of which, however, she was
ignorant, but the iron penetrated to the brain, and no hopes
could be entertained of his recovery.
Mr. Slocomb had been sent for, and soon came. He gazed a
moment at the dying child, and turning to Elizabeth inquired,
" Is this your work ?"
" It is," she answered calmly. " You have told me not to
come to you with complaints, but to take my own part ; I have
only obeyed you, you see the result, yet I had no intention of
killing the child."
" You had, you know you had," almost shrieked Mrs. Slocomb.
" You have threatened time and again to kill us all."
" Not if you minded your own business, and let me alone,"
said Elizabeth, with the greatest sang froid. " I'll engage to
hurt none of you in the first place, but you mustn't begin a
batter."
"You are all to blame," said Mr. Slocomb.
" It is with you that the blame rests," retorted his wife, her
words interrupted by sobs and tears. **We lived happily
together, till you went and brought that thing here. She will
kill us all I expect."
" Why don't you send for some one, or do something ?" said
Elizabeth, in a softened voice.
" It is too late," I whispered.
" Yes ; too late, too late," groaned the mother. " Willy,
dear, look up ; don't you know mamma ? Oh 1 my sweet lamb
that you should die thus 1"
A faint smile played over the boy's features ; he tried to
speak, but failed. A shiver passed over his limbs, a shadow
darkened his countenance, and we stood in the presence of
death.
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" Did they hang Elizabeth ?" says the reader, ** or send her to
the penitentiary ? or what did they do with her ?"
They did nothing at all. She was not even reprimanded by
the church. The men, and all the women, except the first wives
of their husbands, affected to believe the murder accidental, and
said that the boy ought to have behaved himself, and many even
hoped that it might prove a warning to the children, and cause
them to treat all the wives of their father with deference and
lespect.
" Did they continue to live together ?"
Of course they did, and since the death of William, Elizabeth
ruled the house. The boys were afraid of her, and Mrs. Slo-
comb seemed overwhelmed by sorrow. She lost all her wonted
energy, and upon two or three occasions, I detected in her look
and manner decided symptoms of insanity. She talked continually
of her murdered child, and would sit for hours weeping over his
grave. Then she complained of the desertion of her husband,
said that he no longer loved her, and that her daily prayer was
to die, that she might go to her mother.
I conversed tenderly and feelingly with Mr. Slocomb on the
situation of his wife ; told him that she was on the verge of insa-
nity, and entreated him to send Elizabeth away.
He treated the subject with indifference, but said, " that he
would think of it — that Elizabeth was a very good girl, and now
that Mrs. Slocomb's health has failed, he didn't know what they
should do without her."
It was evident that Mr. Slocomb was willfully blind. He
desired the society of Elizabeth, and rather than practise self-
denial in that particular, would let misery and disunion reign in
his family. A practice common with the husbands in Utah.
Some days after, the whole village was thrown into great
excitement. Mrs. Slocomb had committed suicide, after causing
the death of her two youngest children. The three had been
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found weltering in a pool of blood over ttie grave of William,
the mother grasping in her cold hand a gory knife. Her gleam-
ing eyes and incoherent words had been a subject of general
remark.
Mr. Slocomb continues to live with Elizabeth, and has added
two more wives to his domestic establishment
CHAPTER XLIII
ETHLEEN'S ADVENTURE.
AMONGr Indian females apathetic indifference to the absence
of their husbands is the prevailing fashion. The squaw
must comfort herself with pride and dignity, which preclude the
idea of shedding tears, or manifesting anxiety about any one,
however near and dear. Ethleen retained many of her Indian
customs with tenacity, and forbore remark, though all else were
wondering at the continued stay of Harmer and his friends
However, it was easy to perceive that her indifference was
feigned, and that she roally suffered all the tortures of agonizing
suspense, •
" Ethleen has gone,'^ said Mrs. Bradish, whose visiting pro-
pensities gave her all the news.
" Gone where ?"
" Nobody knows. She requested Louisa to milk her cow, and
taking her bow and arrdw, started for the mountains nearly a
week ago, since which time no one has seen or heard of her."
" Shut up her cottage, I suppose ?''
" Of course ; it looks lonely enough round there now."
We concluded that Ethleen had gone to look for her husband,
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and as Moore was a general favorite, to say nothing of liis con-
nection with Harmer, and the moral certainty that information of
one wonld make ns acquainted with the fate of the other, all
wished her success.
Some of the young fellows protested, that had they known her
pui-pose, they would have accompanied her. Many said that she
would perish and never return ; others declared that her native
Indian sagacity would preserve her. It was talked of in every
circle, for a week, and decided according to the inclinations and
dispositions of the party. Then some new incident, or adventure
occurred, and Ethleen was, for the time being, forgotten. Mrs.
Bradish came to me one day, in a great state of vexation and
perplexity. " I am completely discouraged," she said.
" Why so ?"
" I find it impossible to obtain any information of Emily.
Where on earth she has gone to, is a mystery of no common
magnitude. I begin to fear that she is dead. I have sounded
all the women in the harem of the Prophet, and they either
don't know anything about her, or else they are adepts in con-
cealment."
" Probably the latter," I suggested.
" It may be ; and yet I am inclined to think not."
" Time will probably determine. If Harmer was here "
"He is here," said a manly voice we had no diflSculty in
recognizing. Sure enough, there stood the tanned and weather-
beaten voyager, with Ethleen looking over his shoulder.
"Where have you been all this time?" said Mrs. Bradish.
" We thought something had befallen you."
" And something did befall me."
" Where are your companions ?"
" Dead I" A faint cry from Ethleen told how much she was
interested in the answer.
" And Emily."
Harmer relates his Adventures. 401
" Has been spirited away to some place of concealment by
B m."
"Certainly?"
" Yes, certainly. I saw and conversed with the Indian who
assisted in the business, but he would give no clue whatever by
which we might be enabled to find her."
" Then you did find the Indians ?"
" Not those which I started from home with the design of
visiting," he answered. ''However, it will be necessary for me
to begin at the first, and relate all my story, to satisfy your
curiosity."
" That is just what we wish you to do."
"Well, then, we met with no adventure worth naming, till
on the second day of our journey, when we came suddenly
on a trail, which Buckley said he knew to be that of white
men."
" How did he know that ?" inquired Mrs. Bradish.
" Because the toes of the right foot were evidently turned out
in walking, which Indians never do," he answered ; " but don't
interrupt me again."
We did, however, for Harmer having sat down on the door-
step, I missed Ethleen, and asked what had become of her.
" Yonder she goes over the hills," said Mrs. Bradish, and
sure enough she was just disappearing in the valley.
" What does the girl mean ? that isn't the way to her home."
" You'll never see her again," said Harmer.
" Never see her again ; why not ?"
"Indian nature," he replied. "The ties that bound her to
the whites have been broken by the death of her husband. She
is disgusted by the rules and regulations of Mormonism, and, if
I mistake not, will henceforth associate with her race. But to
my story. Following this trail, we found ourselves suddenly
surrounded by a company of mounted Indians, armed with rifles.
402 Female Life among the Mormons.
Escape was impossible, and, seeing their purpose, we deter-
mined to sell oar lives dearly as possible. Bat Moore and
Buckley fell, shot dead. I was overpowered by numbers, and
severely wounded, when, what was my astonishment to dis-
cover that my assailants were Mormons, instead of Indians.
No wonder you look surprised. They were acting under orders
from head-quarters, but one of the number, whom I had
befriended, interceded for my life. They took me with them to
a cave, where they changed their garments, painted their faces,
and assumed their Indian disguise."
" In order to attack the emigrants travelling through the ter-
ritory, and prevent their visiting the holy city T'
"Just so."
I glanced at Mrs. Bradish, but she remained perfectly silent,
and Harmer continued. " Those men had received imperative
orders to procure my death, though I am not at liberty to
reveal whence the murderous mandate emanated. I heard the
debate, the more blood-thirsty wishing to shoot me, the others
to take me off into the mountains, where there could be little"
prospect of my ever discovering the settlements of white men.
I joined my entreaties with theirs, and we prevailed. They car-
ried me, bUndfolded and on horseback, a four day's journey, into
the wild, inhospitable wilderness, then compelled me to drink a
Bleeping potion, from the effects of which I awoke to find myself
alone."
" A dreadful situation."
" Dreadful, indeed, but I was not discouraged. Even then
and there, I thought more of Emily than myself, and deter-
mined for her sake to live. My chief desire was to fall in with
a roving party of Indians, and my wishes were gratified on
the third day after my abandonment. They were friendly and
hospitable, and carried me with them to their village. Here I
had an interview with their chief, who, upon learning whence I
Harmer^s Story Continued. 403
came, immediately began to talk of the schemes and plans of my
father, as he styled B m.
" I pretended to be well informed of them, and thus encour-
aged the Indian to talk on."
"Which was wrong," said Mrs. Bradish, the first she had
spoken.
" No, madam, it was not. This man had attempted my life,
and I had the score to settle with him."
" Well, what did you find out ?"
"That emmissaries from B ^m were continually coming
and going among the Indian tribes, whose business it was to
excite them to hostility and rebellion against the Government,
by representing that the said Government wished and intended
to dispossess them of their lands. I ascertained, too, that some
of the most powerful tribes had actually entered into a treaty
with B m, to furnish him so many warriors on an emergency,
in return for a large quantity of powder and fire-arms."
" And what, Mr. Harmer, does all this amount to ? You
have known, from the first, that the Mormons intended to be
free from the heathen, and to build up a city which should be
the glory of the earth."
" But I never did know that they intended to resort to mur-
der and midnight assassination to carry out their schemes. I
never did know, till then, that they designed to instigate the sav-
age Indians to attack the harmless emigrants, and even join in the
unfeeling butchery of women and children. No, Mrs. Bradish,
I never dreamed that this was to be the consummation of their
designs."
" It is not the consummation of their designs," she answered,
interrupting him, "but only a means for their accomplish-
ment."
He laughed, scornfully — "Yaulting ambition overshoots
itself."
404 Female Life among the Mormons.
*' The Federal Government, Madam, will receive information
of all the schemes hatching against its peace and prosperity."
An expression of the deepest indignation and disappointment
crossed her countenance. " How now, do you mean to act the
traitor, and betray ns ?" she inquired, rising and going towards
him, " if so, your life is not worth a farthing."
" Spare yourself all trouble of that kind," he answered, " it
would do you no good at all to kill me, but be only hastening
your own destruction. During my absence, I visited a military
post, was introduced to the United States officers, prepared
dispatches for Washington, in which all your secrets are laid
bare ; and now what can you do ?"
She threw up her hands with a gesture of utter despair.
" That is something you didn't expect, isn^t it ?" he continued.
" If you kill me to-morrow or to-night, it will not help you ; if
you let me live, I have done you all the favor I can ; for, Mrs.
Bradish, all your plans of aggrandizement and independence,
must ultimately have failed, and you would have appeared in the
characters of murderers, assassins, and traitors to your govern-
ment."
" Don't talk to me of traitors," she almost shrieked, " who is,
who can be a greater traitor than yourself ?"
" I am not a traitor, and whoever calls me so is a liar," he
said passionately ; " I have never joined these schemes, nor had
anything to do with them. I have never plotted against our
government ; didn't I help to uphold its banners in Mexico ?
haven't I always been a true and loyal citizen ? did I ever pro-
mise any adherence to your iniquitous plans ?"
"But the government at. Washington is ten thousand miles
away ; and it is doubtful, even then, whether or not they give
credence to the news."
Mrs. Bradish was well aware that thfe Federal Government,
once informed of their secret desires and machmations, would
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take such measures as to effectually preclude the establishment
of their theocratical independence. Their designs were not yet
ripe, that she well knew ; and she caught at the merest straw,
in order to support her air-built castles, and sustain her sinking
hopes but a moment longer.
" The distance is nothing," resumed Harmer, " and one of the
officers told me that rumors of secret conspiracies among us
were common at the East, and that the appointment of a
governor for our territory had been recommended to the Presi-
dent."
" A heathen governor, to spy and inspect our proceedings ?
then, indeed, are we lost."
" Saved, rather," reiterated Harmer, " I never saw nor heard
of conduct more heathenish than is practised and approved here.
Crimes that would send a man to the penitentiary in any of the
States, are openly applauded with us, or you, as I utterly dis-
claim all connection with your church henceforth, and had it not
been for Emily, I should never have returned to such a nest of
devils ; in fact, if Ethleen had not come to my assistance, I
know not whether I should ever have succeeded in getting back.
" The Indian, Walker, who seems to be well posted up in all
matters pertaining to the plans of B m, detained me in cap-
tivity many days. My hands and feet were bound with thongs,
and two young savages, stationed alternately at the door of the
hut, kept watch over me. Another brought me a scanty pit-
tance of food and water ; but it is an ill-wind that blows
nobody any good, and my confinement here resulted in a vast
increase of information, which I have faithfully transmitted to
the Federal Government.
"Ethleen, who came direct to the Utah country, possessed
all the sagacity and cunning for which her race are distin-
guished. She loitered in the neighborhood for several days,
and, not wishing to be discovered, remained concealed among
406 Female Life among the Mormons.
the hills. By one of those presentiments, for which it is impos-
sible to account, it occurred to me that a friend was in the
vicinity, and while debating in ray mind who it could be, I
thought of Ethleen, and her probable anxiety for the fate of her
husband. Consequently, I was not in the least surprised when
the son of Walker introduced her into my presence. He had
first noticed her footprints in the sand, and following them,
came suddenly upon her while she was sleeping. Struck with
her beauty and youthful appearance, he loitered near till she
awoke, when the preliminaries for a further acquaintance were
settled. Learning her errand in their country, he brought her
to me, though without the knowledge, and contrary to the
wishes of his father.
*• With true Indian stoicism she received the news of her hus-
band's death, made no remarks on his virtues, nor even inquired
where the event took place ; but I soon learned that she was
intriguing with young Walker for my release. The savage
hesitated several days, while Ethleen continued her importu-
nities, when one evening a large flask of whisky was provided
for my guard. The temptation proving too great for his
sobriety, long before midnight he was wrapped in a drunken
slumber. I heard his heavy and suppressed breathing, and soon
perceived a light form gliding through the gloom. Then the
thongs that bound my limbs were cut, and a well-remembered
voice bade me arise and be at liberty.
" Young Walker furnished us with a couple of horses, and com-
forted us with the assurance ^hat we need not fear pursuit, as
the warriors were just preparing to set oflf on an expedition
against the Great Santa Fe Caravan.
" It was necessary, however, to avoid my Mormon enemies,
and so we took a new and undefinable route, in which the
sagacity of Ethleen, as displayed in following courses, and
ascertaining distances by the appearances and positions of the
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planets, was truly remarkable. The monotony of our homeward
route was diversified by one adventure only. We came sud-
denly on an emigrant party, who had been attacked by Indians,
and of whose number several had been wounded, and the best
part of their goods carried off. They seemed greatly surprised
that Indians should understand the English language so well,
and resemble white men so exactly in all but color."
CHAPTER XLIV.
THE GOLD FEVER, AND ITS EFFECTS.
LIKE the breaking out of an epidemic in New Orleans, or
some other city of the South, the gold fever broke out,
and raged with unparalleled violence, with this difference, how-
ever, that epidemics are mostly local, or confined to particular
localities, whereas the gold fever extended into all the cities, in
fact over all the districts of the Federal Union. Commerce lan-
guished, agriculture was suspended, and all political, or other
business, gave way before it. Of course Utah was no exception
to the general rule. The news came that large deposits of gold
had been found in California. It ran through the country like
wild-fire. The people were electrified, and many of them for-
sook their farms and mechanic-shops, to search for, and wash
gold. The hunters found this more profitable business than
prowling on the trail of emigrants. The establishments for the
manufacture of gunpowder and fire-arms, came to an immediate
stand-still from a dearth of hands, since all the available work-
ers flew off to the " diggings." In vain B m commanded
them to stay, inveighed bitterly against the love of gold, and
408 Female Life among the Mormons,
talked of sacrifices in the cause of truth. His exhortations were
attended with little or no influence, seeming only to prove the
aphorism that opposition is the life of trade.
Even Weldy, who received the wonderful information on his
return from the church, where his marriage with the two Misses
Melton had been solemnized, made immediate preparations to
leave his home and bevy of wives, for the new-found El Dorado.
Pursuant to this, he called up his family on the morning after
his double marriage, and, informing them of the golden land
lying just across the Sierra Nevada, declared his intention of
visiting it, and recommended hts youthful brides to the respect
and consideration of the elder ones.
" Won't I make 'em stand round when he is gone ?" said one
of the younger wives, who, with neither beauty, nor wit, nor
talent to recommend her, was certainly the tyrant of the flock.
Her coarse manners, and cruel disposition, made her an object
of fear and hatred, though Weldy, in consideration of the wealth
she had brought him, was obligated to treat her with something
like deference. Notwithstanding the rules of Mormonism, she
tyrannized without mercy over all the children, and such of the
women as she could bend to her purpose. Weldy had been too
much occupied with money-getting to maintain order in such a
large family, besides, he hated trouble ; he hated when return-
ing from the cares and turmoils of a business life, to be enter-
tained at home with the clamors and complaints of his wives,
demanding justice against each other. He soon came to view
them as all alike culpable, and hesitated not to tell them so.
" Now I'll tell you just what it is," he would say. " I don't
want to hear any more of your fusses. You can all live toge-
ther well enough if you have a mind to, and you shall, too. If I
hear any more of your complaints, I'll give you a whipping all
round — my word for it."
This summary maimer silenced the complaints iu a great
Portrait of a Mormon Lady, 409
degree, though it failed to remove the cause of them, and dis-
cord, confusion, and misery, reigned supreme. Now, we have
no idea of blaming the husband for all this. It was something
that he could not, from the very nature of things, prevent. The
dispositions of women are altogether beyond the control of men.
Many husbands find it extremely difficult to get along reason-
ably with one woman. Then, what can one man do with a
dozen, or fourteen women, all in one family, considered as equals,
without any legitimate head ?
On the morning in question, the Mormon father and patri-
arch, standing in the midst of the floor, took his farewell leave
of each member of his family separately, and delivered to each
one his parting benediction and advice. The women lingered
around him, many of them the ugliest specimens of womanhood
in existence : some large, and others little ; some with blue, or
black, or grey eyes. Some with babies ; others with tione, but
all alike watching with jealous eyes to detect any little token of
§steem, by which preference to one more than the others might
be manifested.
Het, the tyrant of the household, was a bouncing dame, with
a waist like a molasses-barrel, a face of the dimensions of a pew-
ter-platter, freckled and blotched with moles, to say nothing of
squint eyes, green in color, and hideous in expression. She
hated beauty in anything ; but beautiful people were her especial
abhorrence.
"Now, Hetty, be good," said the husband, "and don't abuse
the weaker ones."
Hetty's eyes twinkled, but she did not speak.
" You will do right, won't you, that you may live again after
death, and reign with Christ a thousand years ?"
There was really an expression of concern on his countenance
as he made the interrogatory ; for he well understood her hate-
ful disposition.
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410 Female Life among the Mormons.
" Perhaps I will ; perhaps I w*ou't," she answered.
He barely touched her hands, but there was neither shake nor
pressure, nor any salutation with the lips. She was evidently
angry, but said nothing, and gave her place to another.
" You are a woman of judgment, Eliza, do the best you can,''
he said.
" Which will be bad at the best, considering," she answered.
The hand was lightly shaken.
And thus the farewells were taken. There was little trace
of feeling or emotion by any of them, or on either side. Poly-
gamy, besides proving the ruin of all domestic peace, had been
the destroyer of all household affection. It was the natural
result of that abominable system. The last wives only, those
wedded the day before, were saluted with a kiss. The children
were not honored with a separate recognition and parental
leave-taking, but told "good bye,*' and commanded to be good
while papa went to get gold.
" And so," said Het, before Weldy was out of sight, " and
so the old boy has left us to our own destruction. Now, I
mean to be queen, and have everything exactly my own way.
You'll have to walk the chalk now ;" and she looked round on
the assembled faces, her eyes gleaming with mahcious pleasure.
Het made immediate arrangements to take possession of the
best room in the house, and form a sort of court, appointing some
to perform the household drudgery ; others to look after the
children ; and yet, others to watch the cows ; reserving four or
five to wait on herself. But her subjects were stubborn and
rebellious ; few consented to abide her authority, and these were
mostly children who had experienced the power of her vigorous
arm. Blows were not unfrequently exchanged, hair flew by
handfuls, and many a face was bruised and battered till it bore
little resemblance to the human countenance. With the excep-
tion of the two sisters Melton, who had both been brought to
Indian Vengeance. 411
this sink of iniquity on the same day, the women hated and dis-
liked each other, and generally acted as spies on each other's
conduct. This afforded a fruitful source of altercation and crim-
ination, and eventually led to ruin and death.
Hetty, ugly and despicable as she certainly was, had a lover,
whom she was - accustomed to meet in solitary places ; for it is
necessary even here, that wives should conceal their infidelity,
since husbands have almost unlimited power of punishment, such
as disgrace, exposure, expulsion from the church, divorce, which
includes refusal of support, banishment from the country, stripes
or confinement ; indeed the wife is thrown completely on tlie
mercy of the husband, in this as in other cases.
Hetty, however, had been discovered in the society of her
lover, by two Indian women, likewise the wives of Weldy, who
watched the cows. The knowledge of this discovery held her in
awe of them, until the departure of her husband, and the com-
mencement of her unrestrained authority. These Indians pos-
sessed all the characteristics of their race, especially that of never
forgiving injuries ; and one day, suffering the best cows in the
flock to stray, they were severely reprimanded by Hetty, who
threatened them with stripes. They retorted ; accusing her of
infidelity to her husband, before the whole household. This
aroused her indignation to a perfect storm of passion, and seizing
the girls by the hair, her usual manner of proceeding, she gave
them both a violent beating, with a promise that if they
breathed such a word again, she would drown them in the lake.
Whether or not, she would have ventured to put the threat
in execution, is a matter of doubt. The Indians, however, did
not design to give her a chance ; yet, they went out as usual
with the cows, and no one dreamed of the horrible thoughts con-
cealed in their breasts. But all day long they were carefully
looking and searching through the valley for a plant known by
them to possess the power of rendering the partakers of it raving
412 Fejiale Life among the Mormons.
mad, reveal all their secrete, even to the most infamous crimes,
and finally, die, after suffering years of horrible torture. This,
to these half- civilized children of the forest, seemed a vengeance,
exquisite indeed ; but the plant capable of producing the extra-
ordinary malady was scarce, and only to be found in particular
localities. Then, too, the remarkably pungent and aromatic odor
it exhaled, would render the administration of it peculiarly diffi-
cult, if not dangerous. They ascertained, however, that the. root
dried and reduced to powder, while retaining all its poisonous
qualities, lost its peculiar exhalation, and, sprinkled over food,
might be readily mistaken for pepper or mustard. By searching
several days, they obtained a considerable quantity ; I saw one
of them with quite a bundle of it in her arms ; the dark red
flower, and broad serrated leaf arrested my attention. To my
inquiries of its name and properties, she answered vaguely, and
with a hideous leer ; I felt disgusted with her, and passed on,
retaining a portion of the leaves in my hand. These leaves
applied to the nose had precisely the effect of hartshorn on the
olfactory organs ; but if continued in, a strange, wild, incon-
ceivable exhilaration of the mind occurred ; no one could
describe the sensations experienced, or the remarkable phan-
tasms that torture every sense.
Having made their horrible preparation ready, one of the
Indian women feigned sickness, as an excuse for staying at home.
Her assistance in the kitchen was tendered, and accepted with-
out the least suspicion of her design. In the absence of the cook
she managed to spread the powdered root profusely over nearly
every article of food, and this with the perfect knowledge that
all the household women and children would partake of it.
Excused from eating, by her pretended illness, she beheld her
rivals and enemies with a countenance of malicious satisfaction,
devour the poison, and chuckled inwardly over the idea of her
horrible revenge. A few minutes after eating it, the victims
Awful Effects of the Poison. 413
began to be aware that something was the matter ; but though
all were more or less affected, the symptoms in the different ones,
were different, owing, probably, to the constitution, or the
quantity eaten. Some complained of shooting pains and dizziness
in the head, and then began to hoot, halloo, tear their garments,
break dishes, and act all sorts of imaginable freaks. Others
crouched in the corner, grinning and chattering like monkeys.
The children raced and screamed, and tore through the house,
and out, and off, and down the street to the infinite dismay and
horror of all sober people, who fancied that everybody's chil-
dren but their own, should be trained to habits of sobriety.
Mrs. Bradish, who visited all the houses in regular rotation,
had called at the establishment of the Mrs. Weldy, with the
design of spending the afternoon with them. Her astonishment
at the scene before her, can be better imagined than described.
Is it any wonder that she became frightened, and fled from such
a complication of horrors, leaving the poor sufferers to them-
selves ?
There is something in lunacy that, in all cases, inclines the
patient to wander. Sleep, good natural balmy sleep, they
never know. Physical fatigue and exhaustion may, after a time,
induce a state resembling repose, though having little of its
influence, and producing less of its effects. The inflamed and
heated brain must still act and think — dreams, even more horri-
ble than the waking fancy could produce, torture the restless
victims, the most terrible of nightmares haunts and torments
them, and death were a thousand times preferable to a life of
such agony.
Mrs. Bradish came directly to our house. Mr. Ward she
said must go with her to see what could be done. The case
was so extraordinary, we were half tempted to disbelieve the
story, and consider the narrator herself as a little out of her
head.
414 Female Life among the Mormons.
" When you went there they were perfectly well ?" said Mr.
Ward, interrogatively.
" Perfectly well, to all appearance, and just sitting down to
eat dinner."
" And what were the first symptoms of insanity ?"
" The one that began eating first made all sorts of mouths
and faces, and then sprang np and began dancing as if she had
been bitten by a tarantula. Mercy on us I yonder goes one of
them now," she continued, looking from the window.
Sure enough, tearing along the street, whooping and halloo-
ing, was the beautiful Heuriette Melton.
" There's no use in waiting any longer, Mr. Ward, go with
her and see what can be done," I advised.
Mr. Ward rose, took down his hat, and invited me to accom-
pany them. I felt a curiosity to do so, and readily complied.
We found the house deserted by all but the Indian women, and
they were up stairs, talking and jabbering in their native
tongue. The table remained standing in the midst of the floor,
the plates and dishes on it just as the victims of the dreadful
poison had left them. The meat, however, had acquired a
remarkable stain, and emitted a peculiar odor. Mr. Ward cut
off a small slice and threw it to a dog belonging to the house.
The animal ate it, and almost immediately exhibited the effects,
howling, barking, jumping up in the air, and making all sorts of
antics. We could doubt no longer that the food was poisoned,
and our suspicions rested, of course, on the Indian women.
By this time, quite a concourse of people had assembled, and
the criminals were instantly, secured. They were rummaging
the trunks and chests, and packing up the best and most availa-
ble articles, previous to their meditated flight from the place.
At first they sturdily denied any participation in the horrid act,
but, finding themselves disbelieved, openly and^ freely confessed
it. The people demanded thek immediate execution, without
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any of the forms' of law, and they were taken to a tree in the
valley, and there hung, without mercy and without regret.
Their fate was horrible, yet incomparably less so than that of
their victims. There were neither asylums, nor poor-houses, nor
hospitals in Utah ; while some of the wretches had friends, and
some had not. Many of them ran off wild, into the woods,
haunted the dens and caverns of the mountains, and fled in
Inconceivable horror from the face of man. Some died, and
their bleaching skeletons were found by hunters. Others, in
their weakness, became the prey of wild beasts. The effects
were less perceptible and violent on the children, some of whom
are yet surviving, but stunted in .body and deformed in intellect.
Weldy returned from California to find his lands overrun with
weeds and briars, his flocks wild in the woods, and his house
the abode of owls and bats. Had there been proof of his
death, his property would have been confiscated to the use of
the church, but, as it was, everything was suffered to go to
wreck.
" No use in grieving over spilt milk," was his characteristic
expression, when informed of the circumstances. " I have lost
my women, but I have got gold," and he slapped his pockets.
And the gold procured him wives. Fathers with marriageable
daughters, would inquu:e of him why he didn't take another
wife, because they were aware that he was able to pay hand-
somely. Many mothers — in justice to the especial truth and
purity of woman's nature — did object to such heartless arrange-
ments, but their objections elicited only reproach.
416 Female Life among the Mormons.
CHAPTER XLY.
REVELATIONS.
FORTUNATE it was for all concerned, that the timely dis-
covery of gold in California diverted th^ attention of the
Mormons, and withdrew so many of their available men.
These men, once beyond the influence of the governing High
Priest, found their zeal for the church and the propagation of
their principles remarkably cooled. Even the leaders, finding
their projects foiled, and their schemes circumvented, grew
ashamed of their crimes, and many of them adopted a more
healthy state of feeling and sentiment. This was especially the
case with Mrs. Bradish, whose really strong mind soon recov-
ered from the shock of blasted hopes and disappointed ambition,
and who, by a reaction of views not at all remarkable, awoke
as from a dream, to a clear conception of the fallacious charac-
ter of the desires and aspirations in which she had indulged.
This change of sentiment was attended by the deepest remorse.
The true character of the Mormon leaders, with whom she had
associated, in whose deceptions she had partaken, and whose
crimes she had assisted, rose up before her in all their hideous
deformity, and bitter were her tears of repentance and regret.
" And your pecuniary loss, my dear madam," I said to her,
one day, when she was discussing the subject ; " your pecuniary
loss must be considerable, since I believe you told me that your
fine property was mostly embarked in the church." ^
Mesaierism in Aid to Mormonism. 417
" My loss of property He's been what most peopb would con-
sider great," she replied, " yet that is nothing to loss of upright-
ness, integrity, and peace of mind ; nothing to the loss of
confidence in yourself. I was the dupe of a miserable villain,
while firmly believing myself to be exercising shrewdness, and
executing the schemes of a lofty ambition. The early Mormon
leaders possessed a sin^ar and fascinating power, which they
practised on all that came within their influence, by which they
pretended to cure diseases and work miracles, and which "
*' Is now popularly known by the name of Mesmerism," I said,
interrupting her.
"Even so," she answered ; "and that mysterious influence, so
little known at that time, contributed, in no small degree, to his
success, and that of those engaged with him."
" The mystery of it is, how Smith came to possess the know-
ledge of that magnetic influence, several years anterior to its
general circulation throughout the country."
" That is no mystery to me," she replied. " Smith obtained
his information, and learned all the strokes, and passes, and
manipulations, from a German peddler, who, notwithstanding
his reduced circumstances, was a man of distinguished intellect
and extensive erudition. Smith paid him handsomely, and the
German promised to keep the secret."
" And you ?"
" I learned the whole affair in my intercourse with the elders.
I was present when Smith instructed Mr. Ward in the art. You,
madam, were subjected to its influence. So have ten thousand
others been, who never dreamed of it. Those most expert in it,
are generally sent out to preach among unbelievers. When a
person becomes identified in name, and standing, and charac-
ter, with ns, its exercise is not so necessary, and is generally
suffered to fall into disuse."
Mrs. Bradish covered her face with her hands, and sat several
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418 Female Life among the Mormons.
minutes in silence. " Poor Ellen !" she said at length, " what a
fate was hers I"
" And Mrs. Clarke ?" I suggested.
" I sinned deeply against them in more ways than one, and,
Mrs. "Ward, I have sinned against yon."
" Against me ?"
" Against you. Do you know thia letter ?" and she drew
from her pocket a missive, which I remembered as the one that
I had written and indited to my friends, so many years before.
Great, indeed, was my astonishment ; but she gave me no time
for remark. " This letter, of course, was never sent, as you sup-
posed. Yet, you must be aware that one very near and dear to
you was the instigator of the deception."
" I perceive it."
" He met you in the stage, admired you, and commenced a
systematic plan of deception, to secure you to himself. Can you
forgive him ?"
" I can ; for this deception has been overruled to procure me
the happmess of loving."
" Can you forgive more than that ?"
" I think so."
" Could you forgive the man who imposed upon you by a false
marriage ? Could you forgive that ?"
" Torture me not with such questions. Our marriage was not
false and spurious."
" And for that, you may thank me ; for your husband
designed, and even believed, for some time, that he had thus
imposed on you."
" Is it possible ?" I inquired, overwhelmed with grief and hor-
ror at this treachery.
" Don't you recollect your astonishment at not being called
on to sign thfe deed of conveyance, when Mr. "Ward sold his
landed estate ?"
Mrs. Bradish reveals Secrets. 419
" I remember."
" And that proves my assertion, that he did not then regard
you as his lawful wife. Mr. Ward, however he might love you,
loved the interests of Mormonism better, and it was his policy
to prevent, in this way, your claim to dower, in the event of
your surviving him ; because he desired that his property, when
he was done with it, might go to the church."
" And you discovered this ?"
" I was the confidant of all his schemes, and determined, from
the first, that justice should be done to you. It required a lit-
tle art and address to procure a real magistrate, instead of the
false one he intended, without his discovering the cheat. How-
ever, I succeeded, and you were really married."
" Does he know it now ?"
" Certamly ; and when I informed him of the truth, he thanked
me a thousand times, and said that I had made him happy, and
removed a weight of guilt from his mind. The fact is, when Mr.
Ward united with the Mormons, he entertained ambitious views,
and wished to be a leader ; consequently, it was his purpose to
embark all his pecuniary resources in the enterprise. Failing in
this, and the feelings of his better nature being brought into
exercise, he began to consider the wrong practised against you,
which, through my contrivance, had been averted."
I thanked her for the interest she had manifested in my
behalf.
" 'Tis nothing," she answered ; " and yet, I could wish that
you would remember me with kindness, when I am gone."
" Gone ? Where are you going, then ?"
"To California, the Land of Gold."
" But what empFoyment can you find there ?"
"I should suppose, a plenty, from all accounts. The Still-
mans and Mrs. Beardsley are going likewise. Harmer, too,
though he wishes to first find Emily."
420 Female Life among the Mormons.
Here a light, clear, silvery, ringing laugh burst on our ears.
Looking towards the door whence it came, we detected a female
form, half hidden behind a large bush of Mexican roses. " Show
yourself," said Mrs. Bradish, playfully catching the stranger in
her arms, and withdrawing the hands from the blushing face.
" Emily ! is it possible ; where have you been, child ?"
" Not a prisoner, certainly, to judge from the radiant coun-
tenance," said Mrs. Bradish.
And sure enough, her face was the very picture of happiness.
Mrs. Bradish drew her into the house, and seated her in a chair.
" Now tell us where you have been," she said.
" Indeed, I cannot," she replied.
" Well, we know something of it already," I said. " You were
carried off by the Indians."
"Who became weary of keeping you, and so brought you
back," said J^Irs. Bradish. '* But it cost us all an infinite deal
of trouble and perplexity, and resulted in death to some."
It is not necessary to give here the long conversation that fol-
lowed, or the mutual explanations demanded and accorded on
both sides. But Emily was silent on many points which we were
extremely curious to have explained.
" I cannot tell you, indeed, I can't," she said. " Because it
seriously implicates my father."
"Your father?"
" Yes ; among my other adventures I have discovered him."
" And he is no other than the renowned and redoubtable Mor-
mon leader, B m," said Mrs. Bradish; "I have long sus-
pected it."
" Even so," said Emily, " a ckcumstance which causes me to
both rejoice and weep. I no longer feel that overpowering sense
of loneliness, which used to accompany the remembrance of my
forlorn and unprotected condition, for he owns and acknowledges
me as his lawful and legitimate daughter. He was legally
Re-appbaranoe op Emily. 421
united to my mother, though report at the tune affirmed the
contrary, and yet I am, I must be, filled -svith grief and horror
and astonishment at the circumstances under which this discov-
ery was made."
We besought her to relate the particulars, but she steadfastly
refused, and then we learned that B ^m only ascertained his
relationship to her the day before, while pressing with unwonted
ardor his claun for her hand, and that the letter left by her
mother was considered by him sufficient proof to establish the
fact beyond a doubt.
" And you were really in his house," said Mrs. Bradish, " and
his wives knew nothing about it."
" I was in his house, a part of the time at least, and they did
know all about it," said Emily, '' of course they durst not reveal
the secret, and living in that house as I have, I am more than
ever convinced of the sin and shame of polygamy. From first to
last it is evil, abominable and disgusting."
" And yet I have heard several women approve of the sys-
tem," said Mrs. Bradish.
" Yet you should recollect, Mrs. Bradish," said Emily, " that
very few women who may have experienced the evils of poly-
gamy are at liberty to express their real sentiments. For
instance a woman, who, to my certain knowledge, was burning
with abhorrence of the system, was entrapped into sending a
long letter to her mother at home, in which her situation was
described as most desirable, though her husband had several
wives. And that same letter got into the newspapers, went the
rounds of the Union, and even came to Utah, with her name
attached to it, though she was utterly ignorant of its existence
in any such shape."
" We all know that wives are kept in the background."
" And the worst of it is, they have no legal redress. The
most, in fact the utmost, that a woman can do, is to conform to
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her circumstances, and be satisfied with her lot. Who would
complain, when conscious that the complaint would only make
matters worse ? To appreciate polygamy, we must have a view
of its practical operation, we must come face to face with it, sit
at the same table where a dozen women and a multitude of chil-
di'en, all the wives and offspring of one man, partake their daily
meals ; we must observe the rivalries, the jealouaes, and heart-
burnings ; we must hear their bitter recriminations, which the
utmost authority of the husband, which the dread of stripes,
imprisonment and divorce cannot wholly suppress."
And yet the whole tendency of Mormonism is to perpetuate
the system."
" It certainly is, and that by reducmg females to a helpless
and dependent state. Even now, a woman, if she expects to
live, must have a husband or a father on whom she can depend
for food and clothing. The avenues of employment are shut
against her. Wages are out of the question. If a man wishes
female labor performed, he will take another wife who can
expect nothing but personal support. If a wife grows dissatis-
fied with her lot, the husband divorces her ; how, then, is she to
live ? She must beg, but there is a law against begging, there
is a law against assisting vagabond and divorced wives ; not a
public law, a law to fall beneath the notice of the world, and be
criticised, and its justice examined, but a rule of the Church,
quite as potent, and even more dangerous, because secret."
" Yet you will take a husband, and become a wife," said Mrs.
Bradish, " no doubt, with the expectation that your beloved will
be so good and loving as never to insult you with the presence
of another wife."
" I will place it beyond his power to do so," said Emily. " I
leave Utah for California now m a few days."
" And Harmer goes with you ?"
" That Is the calctdation."
Harmer finds his Betrothed. 423
" Then you have had an interview ?"
" Of course, business called him to my father's this morning.
r was sitting at his feet in the general reception room. He
inferred from our apparent intunacy that the union to which
he was so deeply opposed had been consummated. But rising
instantly, and extending my hand, I introduced him to my
father. His surprise can be easier imagined than described ;
this, however, gave way to the Hveliest emotions of pleasure
when the old gentleman promised to sanction our union, and
even seemed glad of a pretext to get rid of us so easily."
"Does he know of your proposed removal ?"
" He does ; and not only assents to it, but said that he hoped
all the disaffected to his administration would accompany us, as
he wanted none but believers to inhabit the City of the Saints."
" Heaven grant that everything may transpire as you wish,
yet I may be pardoned for having my doubts. All in this world
is uncertain," I said.
Mr. Ward and others now came in. They all congratulated
Emily on her acknowledged relationship to the Governor and
Prophet, wished her all happiness in her approaching marriage,
and the prospect of her future residence in the land of gold.
Mrs. Bradish appeared more lively and cheerful than I had seen
her for some time, talked of her probable adventures in scaling
the Sierra Nevada, and her success in amassing her fortune when
she arrived at the " diggings."
424 Female Life among the Mormons.
CHAPTER XLYl.
MYSTERIES
SINCE my residence among the Mormons, I had as little
general intercourse with them as possible, rarely went to
their meetings, and knew nothing of their political business or
church affairs, except such information as circumstances threw in
my way. I was not, and never had been, a believer in their
doctrines, and unless I had absolutely closed my ears and eyes
and understanding to all passing events, I could not fail to per-
ceive that the whole system was founded on arrant jugglery and
imposture, and that all sorts of secret arts were employed to
entrap the weak, the unsuspecting, and the unwary. But there
was one thing I could not fathom, one mystery utterly unresol-
vable, and though I am not naturally suspicious, or prone to
indulge unreasonable conjectures, I found it impossible to banish
all thoughts of foul play from my mind. Indeed, several circum-
stances, all light and trivial, taken separately, yet of considerable
importance in the aggregate, had inspired me with a sort of
vague indefinable suspicion, that the Mormon Church was the
centre of a secret organization, whose plots and plans were of
^he blackest description. I had known for many years that the
scum of society, the refuse of prisons, and criminals hoary with
all sorts of sin, were freely admitted and registered in its ranks.
I had been aware of political machinations, and plundering
expeditions against the helpless and unsuspecting emigrants, and
Mysterious Disappearances. 425
yet had fondly imagined that such things arose rather from the
turpitude and evil dispositions of the Mormon leaders, than from
the absolute and unchangeable nature of the principles of the
Mormon Church. I knew that a thing pure and heavenly in
itself, might be perverted to favor the purposes of designing men,
but after awhile I began to suspect and ultimately discovered
that the root of the evil was in Mormonism itself; that a
Mormon, if he acted out the principles of his church, must be
hypocritical, sensual, devoid of all conscience, and devilish.
Was my husband of this class? "Speak well of a bridge
that carries you safe over," is an old adage, and so far at least
he had always treated me with kindness and affection. Then I
remembered the disclosures of Mrs. Bradish, and the deception
he had employed in our first acquaintance, which only seemed an
additional proof, but no matter. It is not becoming in a woman
to speak ill of her husband.
I had noticed on several occasions the mysterious and unac-
countable, disappearance of several persons, not my particular or
intimate friends, or those belonging to the circle in which I was
accustomed to move, but people that I knew by sight and repu-
tation, whose faces I had encountered in the street, and whose
names were famihar. Yet these sudden disappearances never
elicited remarks or inquiries ; that is, among those who should
have taken the matter in hand. They were gone, and that com-
prised the sum of the matter; but where they were, or who had
spirited them away, was quite another thing. In all cases,
however, the persons thus mysteriously removed, were enemies
of the person or administration of B m, and sometimes it
appeared they had been aspirants to supplant him, or share his
rule.
Lawrence and Irene were two of this number. They had
dwelt together in a small house, and Irene might be seen daily
walking with him in their little garden. But all at once the
426 Female Life among the Mormons.
door of their cottage was closed, the garden was solitary, their
domestic animals ran wild to be reclaimed by order of the church,
but the church made no inquiry concerning their owners, Mr,
Ward said that they might be off on a journey. He didn't
know why any one should ask of him where they were, as he
was not their keeper.
Almost precisely the language of Cain, but I banished the
thought. Equally mysterious had been the disappearances of
others. An amiable young man, who had visited Utah in com-
pany with an emigrant train, became deeply enamored of a young
girl belonging to a Mormon family, though not a daughter of
the house. His affections were returned with ardor by the
lady, whose hand had been demanded by a Mormon elder,
already the husband of nine Wives. Ignorant of danger and
intent only on the gratification of his passion, the lover remained
in Utah while his friends prosecuted their journey. Arabel,
from the commencement of his attentions, had been strictly
watched, yet love laughs at locksmiths, and they had concerted
a plan of escape. This by some unaccountable means was
betrayed, and the eloping lady leaped from the window of "the
room in which she was confined, not into the arms of the youth,
but those of the man she loathed and hated.
But where went the lover ?
To this day no one knows, that is, if their words are regarded
as the truth, but there are those whose cheeks will blench at the
mention of his name.
Several women disappeared in the same manner, generally
disaffected wives. B m very laconically explained the mat-
ter in a newspaper published by his direction, and under his
supervision, by stating that Indian Walker was passionately
fond of the Mormon women, and that unless husbands were more
careful of their wives in future, they would lose yet more of
them. But Mormon husbands are careful of their wives with a
Gross Deception. ' 42*1
vengeance, and it seemed remarkable that the Indians should
only meddle with such as had become obnoxious to their
husbands.
A young and very prepossessing lady came with an emigrant
train bound to Oregon. She became acquainted with a man,
apparently a gentleman, who represented himself to her as being
single, and possessing a large property. Other arts and
intrigues were brought to bear upon her, and she finally con-
sented to become his wife. The marriage took place in the
morning, and the same day her friends resumed their journey.
But judge of her consternation and astonishment, on being con-
veyed to his home, to find it tenanted by one wife, whose appear-
ance betokened her a perfect tigress. She took no further notice
of the new wife, than to order her into the kitchen, and bidding
her remember that henceforth that was to be her place. JuHa
looked at her husband.
" Margaret is right, my dear," he said. " You must always
obey her ; indeed, on that condition only, she consented to my
bringing you here."
JuKa was too deeply grieved to speak, and retired to the
kitchen, and from that hour a system of tyranny and cruelty
was practised by the first wife on the second that almost exceeds
belief.
Julia applied to her husband in vain.
" The wife's first duty was obedience/' he said.
" Obedience to yourself," suggested Juha.
''Obedience to me, comprises obedience to her likewise,"
Answered the husband, "because it is my command that you
obey and serve Margaret ; but don't bother me with your
fusses."
And so Julia was constrained to perform all the household
drudgery, and not unfrequently was subjected to physical pun-
ishment of a cruel and revolting kind. For, though the rules
428
Female Life among the Mormons.
of Mormondom actually forbid the exercise of authority or pun
ishment by one wife over another, the husband is at perfect
liberty to suspend these rules any moment when he sees fit.
Julia found the trials and miseries of her lot increasing every
day, and she finally informed her husband that she had made up
her mind to leave him with the first emigrant train that came
along, and one was then expected every day. The husband
approved her plan, said that he would give her money, and
seemed perfectly satisfied. But two or three evenings subse-
quently she disappeared, and was never seen or heard of after-
wards. Nothing, however, was done about it. Some few of
the women expressed surprise, but were silenced by a Mormon
elder, who assured them that Satan had carried her off bodily,
because she presumed to be discontented with her happy lot
among the children of God.
Another source of mystery and terror in Utah, was the
almost constant exercise of Lynch law ; and, of this too, women
were mostly the victims. Let a woman, if she dare, commit
such acts as would be likely to bring polygamy into disrepute,
expose the weakness or sensuality of an elder, or manifest a dis-
approbation to the existing state of things, and some hideous
punishment would be sure to be hers — when, where, or what, it
would be impossible to tell, though none the less hideous and
certain — that Ls, if information of it ever reached the ears of the
elect and sanctified.
In this respect, matters daily, and almost hourly, grew worse.
On our first arrival at the Salt Lake, and some time subse-
quently, we enjoyed a tolerable degree of freedom, but the reins
had been gradually tightened, until it seemed that our very
thoughts were under a secret surveillance. And the worst
feature of the case was the deep and unfathomable mystery
attending it. Punishments were inflicted for words lightly
spoken, long after the words and the occasion of them were
Mormon Barbarities. 429
forgotten. Lynch laws were summarily executed on helpless
victims, entirely ignorant of the crimes of which they were
accused. Few women thus punished ever recovered from the
effects of it to their dying day, and many wete rendered ner-
vous, and half insane, from apprehension of the like.
One poor woman, who had told an emigrant, in the hearing of
a Mormon elder, that polygamy was a system of abominations,
and who repeated a few of her troubles and sufferings, was taken
one night when she stepped out for water, gagged, carried a
mile into the woods, stripped nude, tied to a tree, and scourged
till the blood r^n from her wounds to the ground, in which con-
dition she was left till the next night, when her tormentors vis-
ited her again, took her back to her husband's residence, and
laid her on the door-step, where she remained till morning.
, Could any woman be expected ever to recover from such
treatment as this ? I think not. She remained sick for a long
time. Her husband's other wives refused to nurse and care for
her, and she finally died, after lingering something more than a
year.
Another female was suddenly snatched up by a man on horse-
back, when returning to her home in the dusk of the evening,
carried to a retired place, and her mouth and tongue seared
with a red-hot iron, though they refused to inform her in what
she had offended, and she could remember nothing.
Such things were not solitary acts, but of frequent occurrence,
and the female part of the population were in a state of con-
stant apprehension.
It was a long time before I became fully convinced that all
these things were the result of a systematic plan. Husbands, I
knew, possessed almost unlimited discretion as to the punish-
ment of wives, but tliis Lynching business, wiiich was quite a
modern improvement, inspired every one with tenfold horror,
from the mystery connected with it ; and once coming into
430 Female Life among the Mormons.
vogae it soon superseded all the former modes of puuishment by-
divorce, stripes administered by the husband himself, or solitary
confinement. At least this appeared to be the case, for after
the Lynching became fashionable, we heard very little of domes-
tic punishments, and this certainly looked as if the whole thing
was managed by preconcerted arrangement. No wonder that
the bravest women were actually nervous with constant dread
and apprehension.
In this state of doubt and conjecture, it cannot be wondered
at that I had my secret fears and misgivings, that the party
making such preparations for a start to California would be
suddenly cut off by some remarkable and mysterious means.
Once I ventured to express this apprehension to Mr. Ward.
He looked at me with a searching and inquiring glance.
" Why, do you fear that ?" he said.
" Because others have disappeared so suddenly and strangely,
and because"
" What ?"
" I hardly know, I cannot tell, a presentiment, or something
like it, perhaps.''
" I don't believe in presentiments,'^ he said sternly, and the
subject was dropped.
Some few days after this, he came to me where I was sitting
alone in my little parlor, and said ; " Maria, I have something
of importance to say to you. It is necessary for your own
safety and happiness that you listen to me."
A thousand vague indefinable fears, a thousand horrid
fancies and suspicions flashed through my brain ; my head grew
dizzy, I felt sick, and darkness surrounded me, when my hus-
band sprang forward and caught me in his arms. " You need
not be frightened," he said, in a soothing voice, "I only wished
to give you some advice ; Maria, my wife, you have been all
along rather free with your tongue."
Having Eyes they See Not. 431
I felt that there might be truth iii this, though I was too
deeply agitated to speak.
"Nay, Maria, do not tremble so, dear, no one is going to
hurt yon," he said ; " but, Maria, you know something of Mor-
monism V'
" Something, very little," I whispered ; *' you know I seldom
attend their meetings."
"You know something, and conjecture something; is it not
so ?" and his eyes sought mine.
I could not endure their gaze, but answered ; '" What should
I conjecture ?"
For a moment his countenance grew angry, then changed
to a grave and serious expression.
" This play of words is worse than folly, and it is utterly
useless to attempt deceiving me. I know well what you sus-
pect, and now answer me truly, have you told these suspicions
to any one V
" I cannot positively recollect what I may have said, yet I
think not. But suppose I had, what then ?"
" I cannot tell exactly," said Mr. Ward ; " and, my wife,
having eyes, you must be blind, having ears, you must be deaf,
having a mind, you must be utterly devoid of understanding.
Whatever you may suspect, never breathe that suspicion, what-
ever you may imagine, never give it a tangible form. It is the
only course that you or any one else can pursue with safety."
" Mr. Ward, will you tell me why ?"
" I may not, my dear, yet, depend upon it, such is the case."
" No doubt ; and Mr. Ward, may I ask you yet another
question ?"
" Yes, my dear, a dozen if you please."
" And you will answer them truly ?"
" Probably, if it is consistent ; but, Maria, I am under obli-
gations that I may not, must not explain ; you must not even
432 Feicale Life xmo^g the Mobsoxs.
tempt me to ih&r infringement, becsose — ^becanse — well, no
matter, there is a reason, and one eo imp(Mta&t that I keotnte
abont telling it."
'' Yoa know, Mr. Wsndi, that Iha^ hxte been Boioy sodden
aad mjstaioBs disippeanBees. - In fact :: ?ns
caa iiardlj T&siMm fitoat thdr doois sf: jnt
something befaUii^ them. Is not tfaos so ^
" Enongh like it," sail Mr. Ward, bnrjing ius face in ins
hands.
*' Manj poor wosaem. have bem treated tcit croclly, wi^ont
for what they saffiered, or who were the exeeotioaG^
..at I wacl to kfioir is, whether these acts are the work
oif irresponsible men, acting from motives of persooal malioe and
or whether the dundi instigates and directs th«n as
- poikj to f (vee obefieaDe."
'* That, Maria, I cannot teU."
•T' • ^ >Ir. Waidr
. know, I mnst not tefl."
*' Ti^en it is the Cknrch ; because if the gmit rested on
irre^oaable ahoalder^ joa woold be readj to saj so.'"
*" Yoa reaBon finom fidise prenifie, and jnnp at hasty condn-
sioBS," said Mr. Ward, '* bat beware ctf cariodty ; it was the
fatal sin of Ere.''
" Bat how caji I heip haTing emroatr, w!j«! ^Hf% ^^nrnge
things are being tcansacted.'
*^ It is not Bach a Tery struug^t^ inmg m \j tmij lur rcaatiory
wives to be pnmshed, is it T said Mr. Waid, rather serionslj-
'' Xo, Mr. Ward, it is not, and ibe oonstiat rocuience of
snch pnnishm^its has filtod me with t3ie direst r — --^---noiis,''
" And yet, my dear, yoa most know that i. are not
SQch patterns of amiability and obedieoee as they shonid be.
Think of Mrs. Fostex; aad tte hideou cnme she eomsitted.
Was not that deserrimg of iwraishiiipw t V
*' The hjiAsBd ma first to blame, for eipoeuig her toiSbt
liabilitj of eoomnttiiig the erime.^
''Ko, DO ; such lessomi^ as that wifl aot do."
"It will, it mii5t do, beeaase it is Ifae IrallL Mn. Farter
was brought vp, educated, and married ia » oomitiy, wbere pnb-
fie opiiuoo, lair, Gospt^ erwjfUmig; ic^nds polygamj as a great
crime. She diachaiged all tiie^tiaes of a vtfe^ wdl and nobij,
wMIelierhiiiliaiidTCmamedtr^toher. But he
her hare, and ovtnge her Hmwyif jastiee and propriety bj
lalraig another wife, and tiiat wH s wealdj, siddy creature,
ine^nUe of taku^ care of hosd^ or thediildreBdiewasjeailj
bringing into the worid. And 00 Mtbl Sorter vas iequkwl to
do all the hoesehoM drudgerj, nnrse her riral, and be the date
ci that Tiw9ts efaSdieo. There was no chance of eae^e, no poa-
abilitj of diaz^, excq>t bj death. Some woaiea voaid hawe
killed th^htsdres, Mrs. EoEter preferied to reraore the eanse of
her tremble. She did so, was detected m ihR crime, and hnng
priratd J, after b»ig torUired b^ serere sooicgnig, as a wholfr-
Bome example to other wtYes."
" And other wives leqpnred the examp]e.*
" That is your opinion.*
" And it must be yours, or if not, jon had better be carefid
not to manifest jour oppoation. This much I will tell jon, that
sa^ected persons are watched by the authorities of iht chorehy
and such pimishments as ihe church aj^MKots, are meted oat to
oflfenders. Yet the utmost secresy is a part of our poGcy, and
the knofde^ yoa now poBsesB, were you known to betray il^
might cost you your life."
"Mrs. Bradish and Harmer will haidly keep your
when tiiey arrive in Galiforma. fimly, too, knows more
I do. How about them V*
" Wha Ihej get to GaiiftHnia^* Treated Mr. Ward.
19
434 Female Life among the Mormons.
The words were simple in themselves, but the tone, the look
accompanying them, filled my mind with a dreadful suspicion.
" Yes, when they get there, Mr. Ward, or will that consum-
mation of their wishes be prevented ?"
"How should I know? A thousand things over which I
have no control may prevent them. Heaven may order other-
wise, if they design to do injury to the church and the saints.
But, after all," contmued Mr. Ward, '* though they may con-
jecture much, they know venr little, and of our most secret and
intricate business they cannot even have an inkling. We soon
learned to distrust Mrs. Bradish, as we saw from the first that
she designed to rule in the end, and knowing that, we judged,
and circumstances have proved the justice of our judgment, that
her schemes once thwarted, she would immediately forsake us."
** How I wish that we could go with them ;" I said.
" You are not unhappy, be you ?" he inquired.
" Personally I am not, yet relatively I am. This place is a
perfect Sodom, of that you must be beware. How unhappy and
miserable are the women, how degraded the children. And
your two daughters here, in this abominable sink of iniquity,
to be perhaps the tenth or twentieth wife of some sensual ani-
mal, who only lives for licentious gratification."
"Softly, softly, speak softly," said Mr. Ward, "such lan-
guage used to some others would subject you to punishment."
" And that is the reason why I wish to get away."
" Even that wish, if known, would be considered a crime."
" What then are we, poor women, to do ?"
" Be contented with your lot."
" And if that is impossible ?"
" Be silent, Maria ; more than once your conversation has
been reported, and I have been obliged to employ all my influ-
ence in your behalf, and that, after a time, will be of no avail. I
Important Discovery. 435
mention this that you may be on your guard, and not expose
yourself to punishment."
** But who reported my conversation ?"
" I know nothing about that. No informer is known by our
rules of judicature."
Here company came in ; a Mormom elder with his girlish
and seventh wife. The lady soon departed, however, though the
husband remained to have a discussion with Mr. Ward, and I
retired to my room.
CHAPTER XLYII.
LIGHT.
THE rooms were on a floor, and only divided by a thin partL
tion ; hence though it was not my purpose to listen to their
conversation, I became unintentionally acquainted with the sub-
ject of their discourse. It was not theology, but the revelation
of a crime, the atrocity of which rendered me breathless and
horror-struck.
A young American officer had visited Mormondom, some
time before, on business or pleasure, I am unable to say which.
A small party accompanied him, and they were hospitably
received and entertained by the Mormon elders. Gunison, the
leader, was a man of talents, a shrewd observer, and he pos-
sessed likewise no small share of that feminine quality, termed
curiosity. He knew that polygamy was in vogue among us,
but he seemed rather dissatisfied with the accounts given him
by the masculine portion of the community, and their praise of
the system, and employed various endeavors to get the judg-
436 Female Life among the Mormons.
ment of the women upon it. His designs becoming known, he
was subjected to the strictest scrutiny, and not a woman, per-
mitted to speak with him. Some of his men, however, were
more fortunate, and two of them discovered distant relatives,
who gai« their opinions of Mormonism and polygamy unre-
servedly, with the stipulation that they should be immediately
taken away, as their condition was unendurable, and they would
rather bear all tlie hardships, and fatigue, and exposure incident
to their long journey back to the world and civilization, than
remain any longer with the Mormons. Perhaps these women
were ignorant, or in their ardent desire to escape, did not suffi-:.
ciently and prudently consider the danger to which they were
exposing their friends. Perhaps they trusted to chance, or pro-
vidence, or fate, but by the employment of stratagem they
escaped successfully from the Salt Lake City. Their absence
being discovered at the same time when Gunison went away, of
course, their abduction was laid to him. The rage of the elders,
when aware of this, knew no bounds. They honored the gallant
and his companions with the most opprobrious epithets, and a
meeting was summoned immediately. This much I knew at the
time ; but the result of that meeting, and the assassinations to
which it led I learned from the conversation alluded to above.
It appeared also that Gunison had otherwise rendered himself
obnoxious to the Mormon saints, by the discovery of some- of
their secret designs. At any rate, it became their murderous
policy to attempt his destruction.
Coolly, and with all the complacency imaginable, did the Mor-
mon elder proceed to relate the story of their sanguinary deed.
How the party sent to cut off Gunison, prospered on the way,
how the Lord directed them to his trail, and how they followed
it many days, and finally discovered him, with his companions,
encamped on a hill. How the Mormon leader, seized with sud-
den inspiration, ordered his men to choose every one his man,
Murder of Gunison's Party. 43*1
and when their rifles were discharged, to rush in with their
knives and tomahawks, and kill the wounded, declaring *that
the curse of God would rest on them if they left one alive,
except the women, who were to be reserved for a more cruel
fate.
"And what did they do with the women?" queried Mr.
Ward.
" Took them to the nearest river, tied their garments over
their heads, and drowned them," said the elder. " The Lord
prospered us in that, and he will prosper us in this, too, never
fear."
Thus I found that their success in the horrible massacre of
G unison's party, was being employed as an argument that suc-
cess would attend them in some other equally horrible.
" Doubtless the Lord will prosper us," said Mr. Ward.
I knew his voice, and actually shuddered at the profanation of
that holy name. And it is one of the greatest horrors of Mor-
monism, that its votaries pretend a divine sanction for all their
sins ; that they have a " thus saith the Lord," for their most
palpable wickedness. According to their accounts. He prospers
them in murder,* assassination, licentious intercourse, and the
torture of helpless women. Blessed are the eyes that have
never gazed on their villainous faces, and let all at a distance
take up the language of the patriarch, " Oh, my soul, come
not in to their assembly ; to their secrets, my honor, be thou not
united ; for in their anger they slew a man, and in their self-will
they digged down a well." *
No wonder that I lost a part of this delectable conversation.
It is a wonder that I listened again, when a new subject was
introduced.
Pursuant to the policy of the Mormons, to suppress all infor-
mation of their plans and doings, and prevent any accounts, not
favorable to their moral and religious character, from reaching
438 Female Life among the Mormons.
public view, they had taken for their rale of conduct the old
adage, that " dead men tell no tales," and the knowledge of a
great state secret, in the most despotic government on earth,
could not have been more fatal than it was among them.
It must not be supposed, however, that all the Mormons were
cognizant of this state of things, or guilty of participation in
such crimes. Some were mere passive spectators, who took no
pains to inquire into the actual causes of many events transpir-
ing around them. Others, whatever they might think, took
good care never to express their thoughts. And some, I would
fam believe, were really ignorant.
It may seem strange, that a society of men could carry on a
scheme of premeditated villany so many years, and the public
remain in ignorance of it, especially when emigrant trains were
passing through the country at intervals, and conjecture might
reasonably infer that where so much obnoxious existed they
would be likely to discover something.
And one party of emigrants did discover something, but
which they never revealed. It was late in autumn, when a com-
pany, numbering eight wagons, ten men, twelve women, and a
little multitude of children, halted at Salt Lake City to rest
and refresh themselves and their animals, preparatory to cross-
ing the Sierra Nevada. The men were shrewd and observant,
the females inquisitive, which gave considerable umbrage to the
Mormon elders, though the hypocrites forbore to express an
open dissatisfaction.
W» have all heard and sympathized with the runaway slave,
who is tracked by bloodhounds ; in Utah, guests and visitors
are tracked by spies quite as cruel and remorseless. Words are
noted down, actions are watched, the very thoughts conjec-
tured ; even an expression of the countenance, a tone of the
voice or whisper are reported with malicious exaggeration, and
made the bases of murderous accusations. These emigrants
Dangerous Knowledge. 439
were no exceptions to the general rule. The spies ascertained
that they had discovered some secret, which it was not desirable
for them to know ; ascertained, too, that they intended finding
out more, and, to complete the whole, presented clear and unde-
niable proof that two or three of the emigrants had obtained
private access to a chamber, where a secret Mormon meeting
was being held, and learned, then and there, of the plans and
purposes of the self-styled saints.
On this discovery, another private meeting was convened, of
which the emigrants, though the subjects of it, were kept in
ntter ignorance. It was decided that, as their offence had been
clandestine, so should be its punishment, and the atrocity of that
punishment was well worthy of the Inquisition of old Spain.
Shakspeare declared that, in his time, '' a man might smile
and smile, and be a villain," and human nakire has improved
very little since his days. They smiled, these Mormon saints,
with murderous designs in their hearts ; jested and laughed
with the women, caressed the children, and managed to delay
the travellers till the snows commenced falling on the moun-
tains, and there was every appearance that the winter would
soon set in. This was succeeded by the proposal that two or
three of the Mormons should accompany them as guides
through the most difficult part of the journey, leading them
along a newly discovered route, by which the distance would be
shortened nearly one half. Pleased with themselves, pleased
with the Mormons, and pleased with the whole world, the unsus-
pecting emigrants departed. True, they had seen much in Mor-
monism that they did not like ; they had been both shocked and
astounded by the secret revelations ; yet men so kind and pious
and hospitable as the Mormon leaders subsequently appeared,
must be good-hearted after all. Thus«irgued the unsuspicious
emigrants, and they gladly accepted the cohort appointed them.
And whilt? deceiving them in this way, the Mormon leaders were
440 Female Life among the Mormons.
deceiying their own people in another. The uninitiated were
informed that these men were only going a day's journey into
the mountains to hunt. Was ever such depravity manifested in
a civilized community before ?
They left the Salt Lake City, left the Mormon country,
dreaming only of the bright land of gold on the borders of the
Pacific, and rejoiced that they had obtained guides whose
knowledge would shorten the journey to that delectable country.
Do you suppose that one of them ever reached there ? Can
you imagine the dreadful character of their fate ? That is
questionable, for the utmost horrors of imagination never
equal the hideousness of reality.
The name of Sierra Kevada has been given to that huge
mountain chain which forms the western rim of the Great Basin,
as well as the eastern boundary of California. It is not a single
mountain range, like some of those on the eastern side of the
continent, with an open country lying on each side of it, but a
succession of ranges and ridges, and ridges alternatmg with
narrow glens, generally filled with torrent-like rivers and
unfathomable lakes.
Bewildered among these mountains, escape is quite impossible.
As well might one attempt to find his way to the open air,
through the intricate chambers of the Cretan labyrinth. One
mountain crossed amid all the horrors of snow and cold and
fatigue, only brings yon to the foot of another. Unfathomable
gulfs, frozen lakes, unmeasured precipices are before and around
you, and death, the most horrid of deaths, is the only relief.
Yet, with a cool circumstantiality, this Mormon elder and
visitor of Mr. Ward, related all the particulars of his o-wn
villainy and the frightful suflfermgs of that emigrant party he
had assisted to decoy. #ne of the wretched survivors had been
discoverect by a party of hunters the next spring. He lived just
loiig enough to relate the horrible fate of his companions, and
Horrid Treachery. 441
tell where their remains might be found ; but the food which,
administered sooner, would have preserved his life, in this last
stage of famine occasioned his death. Some of these hunters
were Mormons who returned to Utah, and this monster of
brutality, though an elder, had gathered the information from
their lips, without their knowing how deeply he was implicated
in the affair.
"And they all died?'' queried Mr. Ward with a slight
tremulousness of voice. " Heaven knows that I had rather the
weight of their death lay on your conscience than on mine."
" It was the will of the Lord," said the Mormon. *' Had they
not sought to betray the saints ?"
Mr. Ward made no reply, and the Mormon continued :
*'The guides we sent out with them assured me on their
return, that we need have no further fears from them, as they
were so inextricably bewildered that Satan himself would not
be able to set them right ; that instead of crossing they would
only plunge deeper and deeper among the mountains, where cold
and famine, just punishments for their persistence and curiosity,
would certainly overtake them with death."
"Then they were going north instead of west?" said Mr.
Ward.
" That was it ; as the children of Israel wandered in the wil-
derness till the whole of them perished on account of their sins,
BO did these people. It has been revealed to me that it was
according to the will of the Lord."
"It has?" said Mr. Ward, with a strange solemnity in his
tone.
"It seems that after the guides left them," continued the
Mormon, they entered right into the heart of the granite
mountains, destitute of vegetation, and attaining a height of
many thousand feet. The Rocky Mountain goat and a small
animal resembling a squirrel were the only living creatures to be
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•442 Female Life among the Mormons.
seen, and these were so shy that all attempts to approach within
shooting distance proved in vain. The snows closed around them,
and their stock of provisions daily diminished. It was impos-
sible to make any progress amidst the ice and snow-drifts, and
it was finally proposed to encamp, and remam through the win-
ter. Fortunately as it seemed to them, they discovered a cave
opening on the sheltered side of a mountain, whose icy pinnacles
glittered above them at the height of 15,000 feet. Drawing
then- wagons up to the entrance, their goods were unloaded and
most of them removed into the cavern, while the cattle were
turned loose to browse on the tender twigs of the stunted
bushes, and pick the scanty tufts of grass where the wind had
blown the snow from the mountain sides. A party of five men
went forward to explore the route, but aftfer wandering hither
and thither for nearly a week, and subsisting on the bark of trees
they returned to the encampment no better off than when they
left it. Again and again the same project was undertaken, but
never with success. Failure followed failure. All became
weary, disconsolate and despairing, while all the horrors of
famine stared them in the face. One by one the cattle were
killed and eaten, and ocoasionally the hunters would bring in
some game. These resources failing, roots, the bark of trees, and
even grass, afforded the means of a scanty subsistence. But the
cold became insupportable ; the ground was covered with tre-
mendous snow-drifts, snow and sleet filled the air, and obscured
the heavens.
The whole party were now reduced to the most distressing
privation. The men looked like living skeletons. Their faces
collapsed and corpse-Mke, with shrunken featui'es, and eyes
gleaming with the fierce, unnatural glare of famine. Some took
to then* beds and refused to leave them; others, whose enfeebled
and emaciated limbs refused to support their weight, crawled on
their hand^and knees through the cold and snow to such places
She is Doomed I 443"
as the wind had left bare, and dug with their stiffened and
benumbed lingers, for the roots of grass or anything else that
could preserve life."
Mr. Ward had been silently walking the room. I could hear
his steps backward and forward; at length he paused, probably
facing his visitor.
'' Why do you relate these things ?" he inquired sadly.
''Because it rejoices me to think that the Lord has vanquished
our enemies." BsnCTCft Ubmrf
" I never was one to exult over the misfortunes of an enemy,"
replied my husband.
"Well, I do," said the elder. "I rejoice, I exult, I glory in
them. I never experienced a sweeter sensation than in hearing
him relate how husbands were reduced to the dreadful necessity
of feeding on the flesh of their dead wives, and how mothers,
with ravenous appetites feasted on the mangled bodies of their
children. My daily prayer is that all our enemies may be
reduced to the same necessities, and perish in a manner
equally terrible."
Silent as death, I had listened to this dreadful narration, half
doubting the possibility of such horrible wickedness, till this last
horrid wish confirmed the reality. Forgetting myself, and all
around me, I uttered a slight scream. In ai4 instant the two
men were beside me. I fully understood the danger of my
situation, and flung myself at my husband's feet. He regarded
me with a countenance of emotion and pity.
" She is doomed I" said the elder. " The sin that destroyed
Eve, will be her destruction. Fatal curiosity 1"
"You will leave us now," said Mr. Ward, "I wish to con-
verse with my wife, alone, and shall be ready to discuss this
very unhappy subject with you, at some other time."
The elder went away — those dreadful words still ringing in
my ears : " She is doomed 1"
444 Female Life among the Mormons.
" Do you know, Maria," said Mr. Ward, " that this foolish
curiosity has endangered your life ?"
" I know ; yet, curiosity is not my guiltiness, but knowledge.
I retired to this room without a thought of listening to your
conversation. I felt no curiosity about it, and if I heard, the
fault was quite as much in the speaker as in me."
It is useless to repeat the scene that followed, though it was
not one of anger, reproof, or recrimination. Tears fell from
other eyes than mine ; anguish and agony rent another, and a
manly heart. I implored him to permit me to escape from the
country.
*' The thing is impossible, Maria. How would you go ?"
" With Harmer's party."
He shook his head. " And were you out of this country,
Maria, you would not be safe. Mor monism has its emissaries in
every State of the Union, who, at the bidding of the church,
would discover your hiding-place, with unerring certainty ; and
then "
" I should be left to their tender mercies, which are cruel," I
said, interrupting him.
'* Even so, and here, you have a friend."
I felt— I knew it ; but, alas 1 that friend was a Mormon.
Yet, I had all cQpiidence in his love and truth. One question
remained : would his influence avail, to preserve me from death
or punishment, in the councils of the church ?
Doubts and Fears. 44 d
CHAPTER XLYIII .
UNCERTAINTY,
DAYS passed away, during which I suffered all the agouy
of suspense and uncertainty. A secret meeting had been
held to deliberate on my offence, but the result was neither
known to me nor my husband. He had been refused admit"
tance to the council, and the decisions of these meetings were
only manifested by subsequent events. Of course, I was in a
continual tremor of horror and anxiety. I trembled at the
slightest noise, and fled at, the approach of my nearest friends.
Had I been aware of the nature, time, or place of punishment,
it would have been more tolerable ; I might have prepared for
it, and fortified my mind against it. I was even denied the con-
solation of the sympathy and advice of my friends, as Mr. Ward
insisted that the only means of mitigating my punishment, would
be to keep the whole affair a profound secret ; and the truth of
this seemed apparent.
Meanwhile, notwithstanding my own danger, I was deeply
concerned for the future fate of the California adventurers.
Their preparations to remove were progressing with great rapid-
ity, B m and the elders giving all the assistance and advice
in their power ; prescribing the route to be taken, and expatiat-
ing on the prospect of wealth and happiness that attended set-
tlers in the Land of Gold.'
Yet, their would-be victims were not wholly deceived. Mrs.
446 Female Life among the Mormons.
Bradish well understood their unscrupulous character. Emily
had learned more of their private affairs than she felt<at liberty
to reveal. Harmer conceived that the danger of escaping
could not be greater than to remain, and trusted, perhaps, too
much in his skill to outwit his enemies ; for, notwithstanding
their seeming kindness, he well knew that the bitterest, blackest
hate lived within their hearts. And they departed, one beau-
tiful morning in early spring-time. The whole company num-
bering nearly a dozen of those who dared to dissent from the
Mormon policy. I bade them farewell with a choking heart and
eyes swimming in tears.
" Look out for the Indians," I said to Mrs. Bradish.
" Never fear ; Anna Bradish will have both eyes open.^'
" Then you are aware of the dangers ?"
She nodded significantly, and said, "but no greater there
than here."
I said no more, for the eyes of Mr. Ward were upon me, with
an expression that I well understood.
" Did they ever reach California ?" you inquire.
Not one of them. They were attacked on the fourth night
of their journey, and every soul of them slain. Mr. Ward told
me this, and when I wept and reproached him for consenting to
such crimes, he coolly answered that he could do nothing to pre-
vent it ; that so long as the majority were in favor of such
doings, the minority must either keep silent, or share the same
fate.
A day or two after this, Mr. Ward informed me that business
connected with the church required his absence for a few. days.
The words in themselves were simple enough, but the anxiety of
his manner, and an indefinable expression of his countenance,
excited in my mind the most horrible suspicion. I would have
fallen at his feet and implored him to tell me whether or not
his absence was consistent with my safety, but, immediately oa
Escape of the Author. 44 1
informing me of his design, he left the house, without a solitary
embrace, or word of farewell. Apprehensive of something
dreadful, and laboring under the most intolerable suspense, the
thought of escaping flashed into my mind. It was not a new
idea, but, hitherto, I had dismissed it as something impossible
to be accomplished. This moment, however, the burning desire
for liberty, coupled with the greatest repugnance to remain any
longer among the Mormons, and a certain presentiment that
fearful punishment awaited me, completely absorbed all the feel-
ings and emotions of my being, and, for the time, I failed to
realize that other dangers existed, or to deliberate on the best
course to be pursued. Impatiently waiting the hour of night-
fall, I made a few slight preparations, such as habiting myself
in a suit of male attire, which had formerly belonged to Mrs.
Bradish, and staining my face so as to resemble an Indian ; and
then, the moment that it became sufficiently dark to prevent
observation, I cautiously let myself out by the back door of our
house, scaled the garden fence, and descended into the valley,
through which lay the Indian trail.
At first, I felt buoyant and exulting, as I walked briskly
onward, through the dark shadows of the forest ; but, when the
sense of weariness began to overtake me, and the loud, long
howl of the wolf mingled ominously with the panther's scream,
and the solemn wail of the night-bird, I began to realize the full
dangers of my situation, and to reflect on the temerity of leaving
the habitations of men, to wander alone, and perhaps perish, in
the almost interminable wilderness. In this extremity, I com-
mended myself to God, as an ever-present Refuge in time of
trouble, and took courage from the knowledge of His overruling
Providence. Full of these comforting thoughts, I sat down to
rest at the foot of a tree. I no longer felt afraid. The words of
the patriarch were in my mouth, and their influence animated
my inmost soul : " The Lord God of Israel is thy Refuge, and
448 Female Life among the Mormons.
underneath thee is the Everlasting Arm." During these gra-
cious meditations, I was overpowered by a deep but pleasant
slumber, and awoke the next morning to find the sun shining,
and the birds singing, while my spirits were refreshed, and my
strength invigorated. Making a slight breakfast on some biscuit
which I had brought with me, I journeyed on, and soon perceived
a horse feeding on the borders of a small stream. He was bri-
dled and saddled, and a dark stain on the accoutrements was
evidently blood. He beheld, and approached me, with all the
familiarity of an old friend, though, judging from his appearance
of neglect, several days had elapsed since he had known the care
and protection of a master. The bridle-rein was broken, and
the saddle-girth displaced, probably occasioned by his lying
down. I spoke to him gently, replaced the saddle, and leading
him to a fallen tree, mounted without opposition. He was a
fine, noble animal, with high spirits, and bore me rapidly along.
It would be impossible for me to recount the emotions of grati-
tude and devout thankfulness that I experienced while reflecting
on this timely interposition of Providence in my behalf. The
steed had probably belonged to some soldier or emigrant, who
had been slain by the Indians or the Mormons. I could now
accomplish my journey with great facility, alternately riding and
walking during the day, and resting beneath some temporary
shelter at night.
At length, on the fourth day of my journey, while resting at
noon beneath the shade of a tree, at the foot of a hill, I heard
a rustling in the thicket, near me, and the next moment a deer,
wounded to death by an arrow then sticking in his breast, flew
past, but stumbled and fell, apparently dead, a few rods ahead.
Immediately after, came an Indian, in all the glory of paint
and feathers. Perceiving me, he gave a characteristic grunt,
aud paused, as if uncertain whether to advance or retire. I rose,
and, approaching Mm, held out my hand, which he took, after
The Warning — Conclusion. 449
some hesitation. He could speak English, and a conversation
ensued, which resulted in his inviting me to his cabin. I gladly
accepted his hospitality, and the deer being dressed, we started
for his home. But imagine my surprise and pleasure, to find on
my arrival there, an old acquaintance in its occupant.
" Ethleen !" I exclaimed in astonishment.
She started at the voice, and surveyed me with a strange
mixture ot curiosity and surprise. Thinking it best to throw
myself on her generosity, I revealed to her, at once, all the cir-
cumstancek of my escape from the Mormons, and had the satis-
faction to ascertain that I had awakened in her bosom a
sympathy and interest that would result to my advantage. I
abode with them several days, and then the Indian volunteered
to guide me to the civilized settlements. Under his protection,
I accomplished the journey with comparative safety, though
nearly three months elapsed from the time of my departure
from Mormondom, before I reached the bosom of my friends.
Safe with them, I was too happy, for a long time, to think of
writing a book ; but, hearing much said about Mormonism, and
the designs of its leaders, I felt a desire to present a picture of
my experience to the world, that all might know the enormities
of the Mormon system, and the crimes and impostures of its
leading members, whose baleful influence is paramount in beau-
tiful Utah. If any are thereby warned, my labor will not have
been in vain.
THE END.
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