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H  APPY  New  Year  to  each  and  all!  A  glad,  prosperous  year  ahead  is 
our  wish  for  you.  Success  in  your  undertakings,  happiness  in  your 
homes,. peace  in  your  lives,  and  joy  in  your  souls  is  our  prayer  for 
you.  Faith  in  great  abundance,  a  deep,  abiding  testimony,  a  motivating 
desire  for  greater  spirituality,  a  stirring  longing  for  gospel  knowledge 
is  our  hope  for  you. 

"Lift  up  your  hearts  and  be  glad,  for  I  am  in  your  midst,  and 
am  your  advocate  with  the  Father;  and  it  is  his  good  will  to  give 
you  the  kingdom."  This  great  promise  given  by  the  Lord  to  the 
Prophet  Joseph  Smith  is  a  promise  to  the  worthy  who  are  willing  to 
work  in  his  kingdom.  The  Lord  speaks  of  the  gospel  as  the  "voice 
of  gladness"  and  as  "glad  tidings  of  great  joy."  His  instruction  "that 
ye  are  chosen  out  of  the  world  to  declare  my  gospel  with  the  sound 
of  rejoicing"  gives  us  the  realization  that  only  in  righteous  living  is 
there  true  happiness  and  cause  for  rejoicing. 

How  full  of  joy  our  lives  are  meant  to  be!  Yet  joy  and  happiness 
are  of  our  own  making.  The  secret  of  happiness  lies  within  us.  Some 
do  not  understand  that  to  possess  happiness  one  must  pay  the  price 
in  loving  kindness,  in  devoted  service,  and  in  uplifting  goodness.  All 
of  us  have  experienced  failures  and  have  made  mistakes.  Let  us  bury 
them  in  the  unretraceable  past,  keeping  only  the  wisdom  derived 
from  such  experiences  to  guide  our  future.  The  New  Year  will  be 
prosperous  and  happy  if  we  make  it  so. 

The  first  day  of  the  calendar  year  is  one  of  the  oldest  of  festivals. 
Its  celebration  is  well-nigh  universal.  Dear  sisters  all  over  the  world, 
as  you  celebrate  the  New  Year,  as  is  your  custom,  remember  that 
our  beloved  Relief  Society  binds  us  together  in  a  great,  loving  sister- 
hood. Its  organization  under  the  inspiration  of  our  Father  in  heaven 
was  for  this  purpose  and  to  make  us  "one"  in  his  service. 

The  New  Year  is  rich  in  the  promise  of  glorious  opportunities. 
Let  us  make  the  most  of  them! 

Affectionately, 


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I  have  been  a  subscriber  to  The 
Relief  Society  Magazine  ever  since  it 
was  printed,  and  my  mother  always 
took  the  Womaris  Exponent,  so  it  is 
needless  to  say  how  much  I  appreciate 
the  publication.  It  is  part  of  my  life. 
I  have  had  responsibility  in  Relief 
Society  almost  all  my  adult  life.  I 
appreciate  the  wonderful  articles  and 
sermons  in  the  Magazine.  The  poetry 
and  stories  are  excellent.  I  have  a 
little  slogan  that  I  think  applies  to 
Relief  Society:  There's  a  wealth  of 
satisfaction  in  a  labor  well  done,  and 
a  sense  of  great  achievement  when 
many  work  as  one. 

— Mrs.  Janette  Crapo  Miller 
St.  Anthony,  Idaho 

Truly  The  Relief  Society  Magazine 
is  a  missionary  in  very  deed.  It  has 
opened  the  door  for  me  into  conversa- 
tions which  have  led  into  wonderful 
gospel  discussions  with  those  of  other 
faiths  on  many  occasions. 
— Ethel  Lewis 
Ogden,  Utah 

I  must  thank  you  for  the  wonderful 
article  in  the  October  issue  of  The 
Relief  Society  Magazine,  by  Mary  M. 
Ellsworth,  "A  Message  to  Young 
Mothers,"  a  most  inspiring  and  prac- 
tical article  which  my  friends  and  I 
have  enjoyed. 

— Mrs.   Claren   Jorgensen 

Corte  Madera,  California 

Thank  you  for  the  wonderful  Relief 
Society  Magazine.  They  are  so  pretty, 
with  their  colors,  that  they  put  sun- 
shine into  my  days.  After  we  finish 
our  lessons  on  the  Doctrine  and  Cove- 
nants, I  hope  we  can  study  another 
of  our  standard  works. 

— Patricia  A.  Leader 

Troy,  Montana 


I  am  especially  impressed  with  "A 
Message  to  Young  Mothers,"  by  Mary 
M.  Ellsworth  in  the  October  issue  of 
The  Relief  Society  Magazine.  I  am 
going  to  try  hard  to  follow  the  counsel 
given  in  this  article.  Thanks  to  Sister 
Ellsworth  for  the  profound  wisdom 
she  displays  in  this  article.  Her  lovely 
family  is  fortunate  to  have  a  mother 
with  ideas  of  this  kind.  Also,  I  want 
to  say  thanks  to  Maxine  Grimm  for 
the  article  on  "Ironing  Out  the  Wrin- 
kles," and  I  have  been  trying  to  use 
my  ironing  time  to  iron  out  my  weak- 
nesses. 

— Joan  Garrard 

Oakland,  California 

Many  thanks  for  The  Relief  Society 
Magazine  and  Mary  M.  Ellsworth  for 
the  inspiring  "Message  to  Young 
Mothers"  in  the  October  issue.  Most 
of  us  try  to  grasp  and  absorb  frag- 
ments of  wisdom  to  help  us  over  our 
trying  times,  but  these  fragments  are 
sometimes  hard  to  find  and  to  call  to 
mind  when  we  really  need  them.  So 
here  we  have  been  given  a  whole  store- 
house of  practical  help  which  I,  for 
one,  am  going  to  keep  in  front  of  me 
to  memorize  and  draw  upon  when  the 
need  arises. 

— Nina  Panes 
Scarborough 
Ontario,  Canada 

I  wish  it  were  possible  for  the  sisters 
who  write  all  the  wonderful  things  in 
our  Magazine  to  visit  the  Relief  So- 
cieties and  let  us  meet  them.  Our 
Magazine  could  not  possibly  be  the 
help  and  inspiration  it  is  to  so  many 
mothers,  old  and  young,  if  it  were  not 
for  our  wonderful  sisters  who  are 
planning  for  our  benefit.  To  me  the 
Magazine  is  a  messenger,  bringing  a 
message  of  courage,  help,  and  good 
will. 

—Lola  B.  Walker 
Monterey,  California 


The   Relief    Society  Magazine 


VOLUME  51        JANUARY  1964       NUMBER  1 

Editor     Marianne  C.  ShEirp 
Associate  Editor     Vesta  P.  Crawford 
General  Manager     Belle  S.  Spafford 

Special  Features 

1  Happy  New  Year!     General  Presidency 

4  Purpose  of  the  Relief  Society     Joseph  Fielding  Smith 

6  John  Fitzgerald  Kennedy 

8  Award  Winners  —  Eliza  R.  Snow  Poem  Contest 

9  The  First  to  Go  —  First  Prize  Poem     Alice  Morrey  Bailey 

10  Verdure  —  Second  Prize  Poem     Hazel  Loomis 

11  Quo  Vadis?  —  Third  Prize  Poem     Margery  S.  Stewart 

13  Award  Winners  —  Annual  Relief  Society  Short  Story  Contest 

14  Moment  of  Trust  —  First  Prize  Story     Mary  Ek  Knowles 
25  The  New  March  of  Dimes     The  National  Foundation 

35  What  Is  a  Work  Meeting  Leader?     Sylvia  Lundgren 

Fiction 

20     Carol's  Christmas     Adelle  Ashhy 

29     The  Lost  Star     Hazel  K.  Todd 

43     Kiss  of  the  Wind  —  Chapter  7     Rosa  Lee  Lloyd 

General  Features 

2  From  Near  and  Far 

25  Woman's  Sphere     Ramona  W.  Cannon 

26  Editorial:   The  Day  of  the  Lamanite     Marianne  C.  Sharp 
28  Notes  to  the  Field:  Bound  Volumes  of  the  1963  Magazines 

50  Notes  From  the  Field:  Relief  Society  Activities     Hulda  Parker 

80  Birthday  Congratulations 

The  Hoi.  •'"'*  Ou? 

37  Playtime  Recipes     Janet  W.  Breeze 

38  Ear  Huggers  Are  Nice     Shirley  Thulin 

40     Stretching  the  Food  Budget  —  Part  IV  —  Dried  Beans 

Marion  Bennion  and  Sadie  O.  Morris 
42     Delia  Gleed's  Hobby  Is  Making  Gifts 

Lessons  for  April 

57     Theology  —  Missionary  Service     Roy  W.  Doxey 

62     Visiting  Teacher  Message  —  "Wherefore,  Be  Not  Weary  in  Well-Doing" 

Christine  H.  Robinson 
64     Work  Meeting  —  Planning  the  Family  Wardrobe     Virginia  F.  Cutler 
66     Literature  —  Sinclair  Lewis,  American  Self-Satirist     Briant  S.  Jacobs 
72     Social  Science  —  The  Opportunity  and  Responsibility  of  a  Calling 
in  Church  Government     Ariel  S.  Ballif 

Poetry 

Give  Me  These,  by  Elsie  F.  Parton,  5;  Exile,  by  Gilean  Douglas,  49;  First  Heartaches,  by 
Gladys  Hesser  Burnham,  79;  Camoes,  by  Dorothy  J.  Roberts,  79;  Precious  Moment,  by 
Verda  P.   BoUschweiler,  79. 

The  Cover:  Winter  in  Grand  Canyon,  Arizona,  by  Claire  W.  Noall,  lithographed  in  full 
color  by  Deseret  News  Press;  Frontispiece:  Snow  and  Shadows,  by  Harold  M.  Lambert; 
Art  Ijayout  by  Dick  Scopes;   Illustrations  by  Mary  Scopes. 


Published  monthly  by  THE  GENERAL  BOARD  OF  RELIEF  SOCIETY  of  The  Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of  Latter-day  Saints.  ©  1963  by 
the  Relief  Society  General  Board  Association.  Editorial  and  Business  Office:  76  North  Main,  Salt  Lake  City,  Utah  84111;  Phone  EMpire 
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Purpose  of  the 
Relief  Society 

President  Joseph  Fielding  Smith  of  The  Council  of  the  Twelve 

[Address  Delivered  at  the  Relief  Society  Annual  General  Conference, 

October  2,  1963] 


As  I  stand  here  looking  into  your 
faces,  this  brings  to  me  wonder- 
ment, and  I  wonder  if  the  Prophet 
Joseph  Smith  saw  in  vision  the 
sight  that  I  am  beholding  here 
this  morning. 

On  the  17th  day  of  March, 
1842,  the  Prophet  Joseph  Smith 
met  with  a  number  of  the  sisters 
of  the  Church  in  Nauvoo  and  or- 
ganized them  into  a  society  which 
was  given  the  name  of  "The  Fe- 
male Relief  Society  of  Nauvoo." 
Besides  the  appointment  of  of- 
ficers, the  Prophet  Joseph  Smith 
gave  the  sisters  general  instruc- 
tions, quoting  from  The  Book  of 
Mormon  and  the  Doctrine  and 
Covenants.  The  detailed  instruc- 
tion of  this  opening  session  was 
not  recorded,  but  it  had  to  do 
primarily  with  the  responsibility 
devolving  upon  the  sisters  of  the 
Church  in  the  care  of  the  poor, 
the  sick,  and  the  afflicted.  That 
this  organization  was  by  revela- 
tion, there  can  be  no  doubt.  This 
truth  has  been  abundantly  dem- 
onstrated throughout  the  years 
and  today  its  value  and  necessity 
are  abundantly  attested. 

No  bishop  in  the  Church  could 
carefully  and  efficiently  care  for 
the  many  wants  of  his  ward  with- 
out the  help  that  comes  from  this 
wonderful  organization. 


In  his  journal,  March  24,  1842, 
the  Prophet  Joseph  Smith  wrote 
that  he  again  met  with  the  Relief 
Society.  The  record  states  that 
there  was  a  very  "numerous  at- 
tendance." On  this  occasion  the 
Prophet  pointed  out  in  some  de- 
tail the  purposes  of  the  organiza- 
tion, saying  that  knowledge  of 
the  pure  principles  of  humane, 
philanthropic  benevolence  could 
flow  continuously  from  the 
bosoms  of  the  sisters  in  behalf 
of  strangers,  the  distressed,  the 
widows  and  orphans,  and  make 
their  hearts  rejoice.  He  said: 

Our  women  have  always  been  sig- 
nalized for  their  acts  of  benevolence 
and  kindness;  but  the  cruel  usage  that 
they  received  from  the  barbarians  of 
Missouri,  has  hitherto  prevented  their 
extending  the  hand  of  charity  in  a 
conspicuous  manner;  yet  in  the  midst 
of  the  persecution,  when  the  bread  has 
been  torn  from  their  helpless  offspring 
by  their  cruel  oppressors,  they  have 
always  been  ready  to  open  their  doors 
to  the  weary  traveler,  to  divide  their 
scant  pittance  with  the  hungry,  and 
from  their  robbed  and  impoverished 
wardrobes,  to  divide  with  the  more 
needy  and  destitute;  and  now  that 
they  are  living  upon  a  more  genial 
soil,  and  among  a  less  barbarous 
people,  and  possess  facilities  that  they 
have  not  heretofore  enjoyed,  we  feel 
convinced  that  with  their  concentrated 
efforts,  the  condition  of  the  suffering 
poor,  of  the  stranger  and  the  fatherless 
will  be  ameliorated  (DHC  IV,  567-68). 


PURPOSE  OF  THE  RELIEF  SOCIETY 


From   this   humble   start   under  Christ  of  Latter-day  Saints  never 

the     most     difficult    conditions,  could  have  been  cpmpletely  or- 

when    the    membership    of    the  ganized. 

Church  was  small,  we  have  seen  We,  the  Brethren  of  the 
this  Society  grow  until  it  spreads  Church,  honor  and  respect  our 
over  most  of  the  civilized  coun-  good  sisters  for  their  unselfish 
tries  of  the  world.  The  good  that  devotion  to  this  glorious  cause, 
has  been  accomplished  in  the  We  stand  to  lend  encouragement 
care  of  the  poor,  care  of  the  sick  and  in  every  way  possible  to  lend 
and  the  afflicted,  and  those  who  assistance  where  assistance  is  re- 
are  in  physical,  mental,  or  spirit-  quired  for  the  success  of  the 
ual  need,  will  never  correctly  be  j^glief  Societies  of  the  Church, 
known.  This,  however,  need  not  Qur  prayers  ascend  in  your  be- 
be  our  concern.  The  main  mterest  ^^^^   ^      ^^^      .^^  ^f  ^j^^  Lord 

lies  m  the  fact  that  all  oi  this  ,        .,1              ,           .     u 

11                       T  u  J    j-i»         u  be  with  you  always  to  buoy  you 

has   been  accomplished   through  ,      .             '^     ^         .,          i 

the  spirit  of  love  in  accordance  ^P  ^^^   ^^^^   ^^^   strength   and 

with  the  true  spirit  of  the  gospel  courage  in  this  wonderful  depart- 

of  Jesus  Christ.  It  is  clear  to  see  ment  of  the  Church,   I  humbly 

that  without  this  wonderful  or-  pray  in  the  name  of  the  Lord, 

ganization.  The  Church  of  Jesus  Jesus  Christ,  Amen. 


Give  Me  ^i^ese 

Elsie  F.   Parton 

Give  me  a  pen,  the  ardent  pen  of  hope, 

That  I  may  write  no  word  of  doubting  fear, 

That  weak  men  may  be  strengthened  in  their  trust 

And  strong  men  stand  convincing  and  sincere. 

Oh,  give  to  me  the  fallen  crumbs  of  faith 

That  lie  unheeded  on  the  marbled  floor. 

That  I  may  mold  them  into  firmer  shape 

And  give  them  power,  greater  than  before. 

Give  me  a  pen,  the  ardent  pen  of  hope. 

That  glowing  words  may  rouse  some  weary  mind 

And  light  the  flames  of  courage  in  some  breast 

When  hopeless  eyes  have  made  the  vision  blind. 

Oh,  give  to  me  the  scattered  crumbs  of  hope 

That  I  may  place  them  in  a  crystal  bowl 

And  find  in  each,  a  gleaming  ray  of  light 

To  brighten  and  enrich  the  downcast  soul. 

Give  me  a  pen  engraved  with  charity. 

That  I  may  write  with  eloquence  my  part 

And  give  to  men  a  symphony  of  love, 

A  joyful  melody  within  the  heart. 

Give  me  a  spacious  world  that  I  may  plant 

In  fertile  soil,  the  leaven  of  these  three. 

Where  men  may  reap  the  fruitage  of  these  vines — 

Strong  faith,  firm  hope,  and  boundless  charity. 


John  Fitzgerald  Kennedy 

On  Friday,  November  22,  1963,  while  riding  in  an  open  car  in 
Dallas,  Texas,  President  John  Fitzgerald  Kennedy,  age  forty-six,  was 
shot  and  fatally  wounded.  His  young  wife  Jacqueline  Bouvier  Ken- 
nedy was  in  the  car  with  him.  President  Kennedy,  a  native  of  New 
England,  and  son  of  a  distinguished  and  closely  knit  family,  was  of 
Irish  descent,  the  first  Roman  Catholic  to  become  President  of  the 
United  States,  and  the  youngest  man  ever  to  preside  as  Chief  Execu- 
tive. His  untimely  and  tragic  death  cast  sorrow  across  many  nations 
as  leaders  of  the  Free  World  grieved  for  their  departed  champion.  A 
sad  symbol  of  lost  leadership  was  the  riderless  horse  which  followed 
the  caisson  in  the  processions  of  the  final  rites. 

Mrs.  Kennedy,  thirty-four,  mother  of  two  living  children,  Caro- 
line, six,  and  John  F.  Kennedy,  Jr.,  three,  evidenced  great  devotion, 
self-  control,  and  courage  of  a  high  order  during  the  days  of  mourning 


and  the  final  rites.  She  walked  behind  the  flag-draped  casket  on  its 
journey  from  the  White  House  to  St.  Matthew's  Cathedral,  as  did 
some  other  members  of  the  family  and  the  visiting  heads  of  States. 
At  the  graveside  she  lighted  a  torch  which  is  to  burn  perpetually  at 
the  head  of  the  grave. 

Immediately  following  the  announcement  of  President  Kennedy's 
death,  President  David  O.  McKay  of  The  Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of 
Latter-day  Saints  issued  a  statement  for  the  Church: 

''I  am  deeply  grieved  and  shocked  beyond  expression  at  this 
tragedy.  In  behalf  of  the  Church  in  all  the  world  I  express  sincere 
sympathy  to  Mrs.  Kennedy  and  children  and  all  of  the  close  relatives 
and  friends.  The  entire  nation  feels  a  sense  of  humiliation  that  such 
a  tragedy  could  come  to  a  President  of  the  United  States.  Only  a 
few  weeks  ago  it  was  our  privilege  to  entertain  the  President  and  now 
to  think  that  he  has  gone  we  are  stunned  as  well  as  shocked.  It  is 
terrible  to  think  that  such  a  tragedy  could  occur  in  this  age  of  the 
world.  Our  prayers  go  in  sincere  and  earnest  appeal  to  the  Almighty 
that  he  will  comfort  the  nation  in  this  hour  of  tragic  grief.'' 

President  McKay  appointed  First  Counselor  Hugh  B.  Brown  to 
represent  the  Church  at  the  funeral  services  in  Washington,  D.C. 
In  Salt  Lake  City,  Utah,  the  Tabernacle  Choir  presented  with  beauty 
and  solemnity  a  memorial  concert,  and,  on  the  day  of  the  funeral. 
President  N.  Eldon  Tanner  presided  at  a  moving  and  impressive 
memorial  service  in  the  Tabernacle. 

Thirty-fifth  President  of  the  United  States  1917-1963 

Vice  President  Lyndon  Baines  Johnson  of  Texas  took  the  oath 
of  office  an  hour  and  a  half  after  the  death  of  President  Kennedy,  an 
impressive  demonstration  of  the  wisdom  of  the  Founding  Fathers  in 
their  provision  for  continuity  of  office  in  the  Presidency  of  the  United 
States.  Former  Presidents  of  the  United  States,  Harry  S.  Truman 
and  Dwight  D.  Eisenhower  attended  the  services  and  diplomatic 
representatives  and  heads  of  States  from  ninety-two  nations. 

The  body  of  President  Kennedy  was  laid  to  rest  in  Arlington 
National  Cemetery,  across  the  Potomac,  not  far  from  the  Lincoln 
Memorial  and  the  sad  and  brooding  statue  of  the  Great  Emancipator. 

President  Kennedy's  statement  of  courage  and  patriotism  voiced 
in  his  Inaugural  Address,  less  than  three  years  before,  was  many  times 
repeated:  "Ask  not  what  your  country  can  do  for  you,  but  rather 
ask  what  you  can  do  for  your  country." 


The  Relief  Society  General  Board  is  pleased  to  announce  the  names 
of  the  three  winners  in  the  1963  Eliza  R.  Snow  Poem  Contest.  This 
contest  was  announced  in  the  May  1963  issue  of  The  Relief  Society 
Magazine y  and  closed  August  15,1963. 

The  first  prize  of  forty  dollars  is  awarded  to  Alice  Morrey  Bailey, 
Salt  Lake  City,  Utah,  for  her  poem  "The  First  to  Go."  The  second 
prize  of  thirty  dollars  is  awarded  to  Hazel  Loomis,  Casper,  Wyoming, 
for  her  poem  ''Verdure."  The  third  prize  of  twenty  dollars  is  awarded 
to  Margery  S.  Stewart,  Pacific  Palisades,  California,  for  her  poem 
''Quo  Vadis." 

This  poem  contest  has  been  conducted  annually  by  the  Relief 
Society  General  Board  since  1924,  in  honor  of  Eliza  R.  Snow,  second 
General  President  of  Relief  Society,  a  gifted  poet  and  inspirational 
leader. 

The  contest  is  open  to  all  Latter-day  Saint  women,  and  is  de- 
signed to  encourage  poetry  writing  and  to  increase  appreciation  for 
creative  writing  and  the  beauty  and  value  of  poetry. 

award  winners  zi,^^ 

Prize-winning  poems  are  the  property  of  the  General  Board  of 
Relief  Society,  and  may  not  be  used  for  publication  by  others  except 
upon  written  permission  of  the  General  Board.  The  General  Board 
reserves  the  right  to  publish  any  of  the  poems  submitted,  paying  for 
them  at  the  time  of  publication  at' the  regular  Magazine  rate.  A  writer 
who  has  received  the  first  prize  for  two  consecutive  years  must  wait 
two  years  before  she  is  again  eligible  to  enter  the  contest. 

Mrs.  Bailey  appears  for  the  fifth  time  as  a  winner  in  the  Eliza 
R.  Snow  Poem  Contest;  Mrs.  Loomis  is  a  first-time  winner;  and  Mrs. 
Stewart  is  a  third-time  winner. 

There  were  330  poems  entered  in  the  contest  for  1963.  Entries 
were  received  from  thirty-six  of  the  fifty  states,  including  Hawaii, 
with  the  largest  number,  in  order,  coming  from  Utah,  California, 
Idaho,  Arizona,  Oregon,  and  Washington.  England,  Canada,  Australia, 
Wales,  Scotland,  and  Peru  were  also  represented  among  the  entries. 

The  General  Board  congratulates  the  prize  winners  and  expresses 
appreciation  to  all  entrants  for  their  interest  in  the  contest.  The 
General  Board  wishes  also  to  thank  the  judges  for  their  care  and 
diligence  in  selecting  the  prize-winning  poems.  The  services  of  the 
poetry  committee  of  the  General  Board  are  very  much  appreciated. 
The  prize-winning  poems,  together  with  photographs  and  brief  high- 
lights on  the  prize-winning  contestants,  are  published  in  this  issue 
of  the  Magazine. 


FIRST   PRIZE   POEM 


he  First  to  Go 


Alice   Morrey  Bailey 


I 

The  valiant  one  has  gone  ahead,  alone, 
Against  all  wisdom,  out  beyond  the  known, 
Since  Adam  drew  the  first  cold,  mortal  breath 
And  drank  the  air  which  yields  both  life  and  death 
The  first  to  see  or  feel,  the  first  to  know 
The  answer  to  some  quest,  the  first  to  go 
Driven  by  some  dream,  some  will  to  learn. 
Along  some  path  which  may  have  no  return. 
What  boon  does  he  require,  what  priceless  lures 
Are  greater  than  his  life,  that  he  endures 
The  desert's  stretching  thirst,  the  arctic's  ice. 
The  scorn  of  learned  ones,  the  sacrifice 
Of  dedication?  What  is  so  sublime 
He  burns  in  full  his  precious  oil  of  time? 

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The  bold  adventurer  has  combed  the  earth 
And  spanned  its  oceans,  circumscribed  its  girth, 
Sailing  out  beyond  the  dragon  belt. 
He  planted  altars  where  his  sons  have  knelt. 
And  raised  his  nation's  flag  upon  the  poles. 
Each  gain  revealing  newer,  farther  goals. 
He  battered  down  tradition's  ancient  bars 
And  looked  with  fear  and  longing  on  the  stars. 
What  restless  blood  impels  a  man  to  stand 
Where  man  has  never  stood,  some  far-off  land, 
A  towering  mountain  peak,  an  ocean  floor? 
What  instinct  leads  him  to  an  unmarked  door 
To  pick  and  pry,  to  fumble  and  to  knock 
Until  the  grudging  stores  of  truth  unlock? 

Ill 

The  seeker  after  truth  proclaims  his  find 
Among  the  bright  adventures  of  the  mind. 
He  measures,  weighs,  and  bends  his  scrutiny 
On  unseen  continents,  his  mutiny 
Is  stirred  by  failure,  death,  disease  and  pain 
And  one  by  one  these  enemies  are  slain. 
He  forms  his  theories  and  tests  their  flaws 
And  proves  the  mighty  ways  of  nature's  laws. 
His  silhouette  is  bold  against  the  light 
Of  brighter  dawn,  and  he  the  shining  knight 
Whose  sharp  stiletto  point  can  slit  the  tent 
Of  ignorance,  and  through  its  widened  rent 
All  men  may  pour.  And  soon  they,  too,  shall  fly 
Among  the  stars  for  he  has  pierced  the  sky. 


SECOND   PRIZE   POEM 


Verdure 


Hazel   Loomis 


So  small  between  the  pink  pearls 

The  fire  opal  clouds  and  the  mare's  tail  swishing  high, 

I  ran  barefoot  in  the  curling  sands. 

Every  part  of  me  was  Sabbath  then. 

Praise  rose  from  the  flesh  —  cool  shadows 
Fanning  sun  .  .  .  the  bleeding  currant  bushes 
Where  I  came 
To  mother's  singing  steps. 

Father  close  on  prophet  wheels, 

Blue  dancing  from  his  eyes 

To  pleasant  sheets  of  green  .  .  .  falling  in  swathes 

With  each  purring  round. 

I  ran,  the  sun  safe  in  my  arms, 
To  father's  chuckling  boost  on  Jetta's  back 
Fast  strapped  —  I  now  was  Sweeper  of  the  Sky 
Chief  Rider  of  the  Dappled  Mare! 

The  lamb  —  soft  days  with  Jetta  — 

She  was  lute  and  David  —  Jubilee 

Of  hooves  and  hair  —  of  clinging  mane  —  my  horse 

And  I  lived  there. 

Time  wore  ribbons  as  I  swung 

From  cliff  to  cliff 

Below  the  green  valley  where  weasels  raced, 

Snakes  grew  long,  and  dragon  flies 

Fanned  willow  fronds. 

Four  fingers  young.  I  wrote  my  name 
And  sifted  rocks  the  ants  had  made.  I  watched 
The  stovepipe  for  the  reindeer  swoop.  Awaited 
The  lingering  orange  and  the  doll  with  hair. 

The  world  grew  and  I,  too, 

With  barns  stuffed  green  — 

With  cows  and  buckets  and  milk  foam 

Washing  the  golden  paths. 

Night  came  purring  on  lion's  feet  —  until 
A  coyote's  siren  ripped  the  shrouds  apart 
And  morning  broke  as  bulls  locked  horns 
To  fight  it  out  on  crimson  sod, 
While  I  stood  puny  on  the  green  lawn. 

Ample  squaws  with  smiling  teeth 

And  midnight  eyes 

Clothed  in  blankets  striped  with  fire,  came 

And  going  carried  the  sun  .  .  .  the  stars  .  .  .  and  me 

To  the  slender  road  ...  up  the  giant  hill  .... 

Farewell,  my  green  and  gallant  freedom 
Farewell. 


THIRD   PRIZE   POEM 


Margery  S.   Stewart 


Quo  Vadis? 

They  say  that  Peter 

Fleeing  his  cross, 

Plodding  through  midnight 

On  the  Appian  Way, 

Was  halted  by  an  angel, 

Who  asked  gently,  "Quo  Vadis? 

Quo  Vadis,  Peter?"  and  the  words 

Made  a  gate. 

When  I  was  a  child 
Pondering  this  story 
I  was  resolute, 

No  two  words  would  keep  me 
Or  hold  me  from  going 
Where  the  cross  was  not, 
Would  send  me  to  the 
Irrefutable  hammer  and  the 
Splintering  wood. 

With  all  my  childish  strength 
I  leaned  down  years 
Urging  Peter  on,  past  angel. 
Past  anguish  .  .  .  slow  blood 
Rusting  on  the  nails  .... 
Oh,   hurry,   hurry,   Peter! 
What  manner  of  angel 
Brings  a  riddle  at  the  hour 
Of  one's  death? 

But  I  have  learned 

That  all  disciples  come 

Soon  or  late 

To  that  same  midnight  and 

The  angel's  cry  .  .  . 

Even  I 

Most  shabby  follower. 

Quo  Vadis  is  a  gate 

Opening  to  a  touch  ...  to  where? 

To  what? 

Without  him  what  way  is  there? 

Peter's  answer  was  his  turning  back. 


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JANUARY   1964 


Alice  Morrey  Bailey,  a  versatile  and  gifted  writer,  has  been  a  repeated 
winner  in  the  Relief  Society  literary  contests.  She  won  first  prize  in  the  short 
story  contest  the  year  of  its  initiation,  1942,  and  has  won  three  times  in  sub- 
sequent years.  This  year's  award  in  poetry  places  Mrs.  Bailey  as  a  winner 
for  the  fifth  time.  Other  poems  (many  of  them  frontispieces) ,  as  well  as  stories, 
articles,  and  three  serials  of  hers  have  appeared  in  the  Magazine.  Mrs.  Bailey 
is  a  member  of  the  Sonneteers  (a  poetry  workshop),  the  Utah  Poetry  Society, 
and  the  League  of  Utah  Writers,  in  which  she  has  served  as  chapter  president 
and  a  member  of  many  executive  committees.  She  has  been  a  judge  in  several 
literary  contests  and  a  featured  speaker  at  various  conventions. 

Her  many  other  talents  and  abilities  include  sculpture,  music,  painting, 
secretarial  and  administrative  work,  and  nursing. 

Mrs.  Bailey's  Church  work  has  included  positions  in  all  the  women's 
auxiliaries.  She  is  the  wife  of  DeWitt  Bailey,  and  they  have  three  children 
and  twelve  grandchildren. 

Hazel  Loomis,  a  well-known  Wyoming  author,  has  been  represented  in  The 
Relief  Society  Magazine  by  many  outstanding  poems.  She  was  born  in  Verdure, 
Utah,  and  grew  up  in  Monticello.  She  attended  Brigham  Young  University  as 
well  as  other  universities.  Mrs.  Loomis  has  been  twice  married.  Her  first 
husband  was  killed  in  an  accident,  and  she  is  now  married  to  Ray  Loomis,  a 
chemical  engineer,  who  has  a  son  in  the  graduate  school  at  Denver  University. 
Mrs.  Loomis  is  an  active  member  of  the  Casper  Writers  Club,  and  is  interested 
also  in  music  and  art.  Her  writings  have  appeared  in  magazines  of  National 
circulation,  and  she  writes  short  stories  and  plays,  as  well  as  poems.  Active 
in  positions  of  leadership  in  the  Church,  Mrs.  Loomis  is  at  present  the  stake 
literature  class  leader  in  Relief  Society  and  is  also  a  Sunday  School  teacher. 

IVIargery  S.  Stewart,  a  former  Utahn,  now  lives  in  Pacific  Palisades,  California, 
where  she  is  actively  engaged  in  Church  work  and  in  literary  activities.  Her 
daughter  Sandra  Phelps  and  five  grandchildren  live  nearby,  and  a  son  Russell 
Stewart,  Jr.  is  a  student  at  Santa  Monica  City  College.  A  former  member  of 
the  League  of  Utah  Writers,  and  a  present  member  in  absentia  of  the  Son- 
neteers, Mrs.  Stewart  is  affiliated  with  the  Ina  Coolbrith  Poetry  Circle  of 
California  and  recently  won  first  prize  in  their  annual  contest.  She  also  writes 
plays  and  articles. 

Mrs.  Stewart  has  been  represented  in  The  Relief  Society  Magazine  by 
frontispiece  poems,  articles,  stories,  and  several  excellent  serials.  She  has  won 
awards  twice  in  the  Relief  Society  Short  Story  Contest,  and  three  times  in 
the  Eliza  R.  Snow  Poem  Contest.  Her  work  has  appeared  in  poetry  anthologies, 
in  magazines  of  National  circulation,  and  she  has  achieved  high  rating  in 
many  contests.  Mrs.  Stewart  expresses  her  love  of  literature  as  a  continuing 
joy:  "I  have  enjoyed  the  associations  I  have  gained  through  writing  and  the 
constant  challenge  and  delight  of  this  form  of  expression." 


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The  Relief  Society  General  Board  is  pleased  to  announce  the  award 
winners  in  the  Annual  Relief  Society  Short  Story  Contest,  which 
was  announced  in  the  May  1963  issue  of  the  Magazine,  and  which 
closed  August  15,  1963. 

The  first  prize  of  seventy-five  dollars  is  awarded  to  Mary  Ek 
Knowles,  Ogden,  Utah,  for  her  story  ''Moment  of  Trust."  The  second 
prize  of  sixty  dollars  is  awarded  to  Lael  J.  Littke,  Monterey  Park, 
California,  for  her  story  ''Mama  Lives  in  the  Kitchen."  The  third 
prize  of  fifty  dollars  is  awarded  to  Myrtle  M.  Dean,  Provo,  Utah, 
for  her  story  "Someone  to  Cheer  for  Johnny." 

The  Annual  Relief  Society  Short  Story  Contest  was  first  con- 
ducted by  the  Relief  Society  General  Board  in  1942,  as  a  feature 
of  the  Relief  Society  Centennial  observance,  and  was  made  an  annual 
contest  in  1943.  The  contest  is  open  to  Latter-day  Saint  women  who 
have  had  at  least  one  literary  composition  published  or  accepted 
for  publication  in  a  periodical  of  recognized  merit. 


award  winners 


ANNUAL  RELIEF  SOCIETY 
SHORT  STORY  CONTEST 


The  three  prize-winning  stories  will  be  published  consecutively 
in  the  first  three  issues  of  The  Relief  Society  Magazine  for  1964. 

Seventy-three  stories,  the  largest  number  ever  submitted,  were 
entered  in  the  contest  for  1963,  including  submissions  from  Canada, 
Australia,  Wales,  and  England.  Mrs.  Knowles  is  a  fifth-time  winner 
in  the  contest;  Mrs.  Littke  is  a  first-time  winner;  and  Mrs.  Dean  is 
a  fourth-time  winner. 

The  contest  was  initiated  to  encourage  Latter-day  Saint  women 
to  express  themselves  in  the  field  of  fiction.  The  General  Board  feels 
that  the  response  to  this  opportunity  continues  to  increase  the 
literary  quality  of  The  Relief  Society  Magazine  and  aids  the  women 
of  the  Church  in  the  development  of  their  gifts  in  creative  writing. 

Prize-winning  stories  are  the  property  of  the  General  Board  of 
Relief  Society  and  may  not  be  used  for  publication  by  others  except 
upon  written  permission  from  the  General  Board.  The  General  Board 
reserves  the  right  to  publish  any  of  the  other  stories  submitted, 
paying  for  them  at  the  time  of  publication  at  the  regular  Magazine 
rate.  A  writer  who  has  received  the  first  prize  for  two  consecutive 
years  must  wait  for  two  years  before  she  is  again  eligible  to  enter 
the  contest. 


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Moment 

of 
Trust 


Mary  Ek  Knowles 

First  Prize- Winning  Story 

Annual  Relief  Society 

Short  Story  Contest 


Bud  came  to  Donna  while  she 
was  fixing  Patti's  hair  in  rollers 
and  listening  to  her  read  from 
the  third  grade  reader.  He  asked, 
*'Mom,  can  you  let  me  have  five 
bucks  tomorrow?" 

Donna  had  hoped  that  this 
moment  would  not  come.  She  was 
aware  of  her  son  towering  over 
her,  tall  and  handsome  with  his 
brown  eyes  and  crew  cut.  Bud 
was  only  sixteen  but  he  had  al- 
ways acted  quite  adult  and 
sensible — until  he  fell  in  love  with 
pretty  Candy  Thompson. 

'Tive  dollars!"  she  cried,  stall- 
ing for  time,  wishing  that  Sheldon 
was  not  in  Portland  on  business. 
He  would  handle  this  problem 
calmly.  She  was  inclined  to  be- 
come emotional.  Her  head  was 
already  beginning  to  ache. 

"Whatever  for.  Bud?" 

''The  Spring  Hop  is  tomorrow 
night  and  I'm  broke."  There  was 
almost  a  note  of  surprise  in  Bud's 
voice. 

Donna  remembered  that  for 
over   a    month,    ever   since   Bud 


earned  fifteen  dollars  helping  Mr. 
Brown  move  to  his  new  hardware 
store,  both  she  and  Sheldon  had 
been  warning  him,  ''Remember  to 
save  your  money  for  the  big 
dance." 

And  she  remembered  with  a 
hot  rush  of  anger  the  way  Bud 
had  said  casually,  "Ah,  don't 
worry.  Mom.  I  know  what  I'm 
doing,"  as  he  continued  to  spend 
and  spend  money  on  popular 
Candy. 

Now  she  said  firmly,  "Your 
father  and  I  warned  you  that  if 
you  spent  your  money  foolishly, 
you  would  have  to  take  the  con- 
sequences." 

"But,  Mom!"  his  voice  cracked 
a  little.  "Things  came  up  .  .  ,  ." 

"Like  malts  and  hamburgers  at 
Hoddy's,"  she  interrupted,  "and 
sessions  at  the  bowling  alley  and 
two  trips  to  the  city." 

"But,  Mom,  if  you  want  to 
keep  a  popular  girl  like  Candy, 
you  have  to  show  her  a  good 
time!" 

She  remembered  that  this  was 


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Bud's  first  girl  and  she  felt  her- 
self weakening.  Then  she  shook 
her  head.  "Candy  knows  you 
aren't  the  son  of  a  millionaire  but 
you  have  acted  like  one.  In  addi- 
tion to  the  fifteen  dollars,  you 
have  spent  your  weekly  allow- 
ance. ..." 

"You  won't  let  me  have  the 
five  bucks,  then?" 

"No,  Bud."  She  turned  her 
head  because  she  could  not  stand 
to  see  the  white  stricken  look  on 
his  face,  and  there  was  a  pound- 
ing in  her  forehead. 

"I've  got  to  get  five  bucks 
somewhere!"  There  was  despera- 
tion in  his  voice  as  he  walked  out 
of  the  room. 

Patti  asked,  "Isn't  Bud  going 
to  take  Candy  to  the  dance?" 

"He  can't,  Patti.  He  has  spent 
all  of  his  money." 

"But,  Mommy,  Candy  has  a 
new  dress  for  the  dance.  Joy  told 
me."  Joy  was  Candy's  nine-year- 


old  sister.  "A  white  dress  with 
yards  and  yards  of  fluffy  white 
stuff  in  the  skirt."  Patti  sighed. 
"Candy's  awfully  beautiful  and 
popular." 

And  Bud  is  so  completely  daffy 
about  her  that  he's  knocked  off 
his  even  keel,  Donna  worried. 
Maybe  Candy  would  never  date 
him  again;  and  Bud  —  he  had 
always  taken  discipline  like  a 
man,  but  this  was  different.  Now 
someone  would  have  to  suffer 
because  of  him. 

She  finished  the  last  roller. 
"Off  to  bed,  darling,"  she  said. 

"Did  I  read  all  right,  Mommy?" 
she  asked. 

"You  read  beautifully."  She 
kissed  her  small  daughter,  think- 
ing how  uncomplicated  were 
problems  with  a  nine-year-old. 

It  was  after  eleven  when  she 
went  to  bed,  but  she  couldn't 
sleep.  Once  she  almost  telephoned 


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JANUARY   1964 


Sheldon  in  Portland,  but  he 
would  not  relent,  either.  They 
had  always  been  firm  with  Bud, 
knowing  he  was  in  that  diffi- 
cult age  where  he  was  constantly 
testing  them,  demanding  more 
and  more  that  they  give  in  to 
him,  yet  unconsciously,  inconsist- 
ently, hoping  they  wouldn't  give 
in,  so  that  in  a  world  where  true 
values  are  taken  lightly,  he  could 
depend  on  their  unshakeable  dis- 
cipline. 

At  breakfast  Bud  looked  so 
worried  that  her  heart  ached  for 
him.  She  wanted  desperately  to 
give  him  the  money.  What  was 
five  dollars!  But  she  knew  it 
wasn't  the  money  involved.  He 
must  take  the  consequences  of 
his  mistakes  to  become  a  mature, 
responsible  adult. 

Bud  got  up  from  the  table  and 
a  few  minutes  later  when  she 
lifted  the  receiver  to  telephone 
her  grocery  order,  she  heard  him 
talking  to  Freddie  Smith.  She 
heard  Freddie  say,  "So  I  charge 
high  interest!"  The  gang  resented 
Freddie.  They  called  him  Shylock 
because  he  demanded  his  pound 
of  flesh  for  each  penny  loaned. 
Bud  was  really  desperate  if  he 
would  appeal  to  Freddie  for  a 
loan! 

Mrs.  Olafson,  the  cleaning 
woman,  came  then  and  Donna 
went  with  her  to  the  basement 
to  give  instructions.  When  she 
came  back  upstairs,  Bud  had  his 
jacket  on.  He  said,  ''Mom,  listen. 
I  .  .  ."  And  then  Mrs.  Olafson 
called  from  the  basement.  Donna 
went  to  the  top  of  the  stairs  to 


see  what  she  wanted,  and  when 
she  returned  Bud  was  gone. 

She  was  extremely  busy  after 
that.  She  was  in  the  presidency 
of  the  Relief  Society,  and  she 
called  the  members  of  the  lunch- 
eon committee  in  regards  to  the 
opening  luncheon  and  social.  At 
eleven  she  was  going  to  the  ward 
to  quilt,  and  so  she  prepared  an 
oven  meal  for  dinner,  but  busy 
or  not,  all  the  time  she  was  hurry- 
ing and  working  she  worried 
about  Bud.  How  would  he  handle 
the  situation  with  Candy! 

She  was  quilting  when  she 
discovered  her  coin  purse  was 
missing.  Marge  Griffin  asked  if 
someone  had  change  for  a  dollar. 
Donna  said,  'T  have  twenty  dol- 
lars worth  of  change,"  and 
reached  into  her  black  leather 
bag.  There  was  no  coin  purse. 

She  began  a  frantic  search, 
taking  everything  out  of  the  large 
bag.  Marge  said,  "Never  mind. 
Sister  Stacey  has  it."  Donna  said, 
"Oh  .  .  .  fine."  And  she  sat  there, 
a  sinking  feeling  in  the  pit  of  her 
stomach,  retracing  her  move- 
ments since  the  day  before. 

She  had  gone  to  town  and 
shopped.  As  she  neared  home  she 
remembered  that  the  cleaner 
would  be  returning  Sheldon's 
slacks.  She  had  stopped  at  Car- 
ter's grocery  store  and  had  the 
twenty  dollar  bill  changed. 

She  could  remember  hastily 
cramming  the  bills  and  small 
change  into  her  large  coin  purse. 
The  cleaner  had  driven  up  just 
as  she  stopped  the  car.  She  had 


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MOMENT  OF  TRUST 


paid  him  a  dollar  bill  and  forty  the  front  steps  but  found  nothing, 
cents.  Then  she  had  gone  into  And  then,  as  she  took  her  door 
the  house,  carried  her  handbag  to  key  out  of  her  handbag,  she  re- 
the  bedroom.  Then  Sister  Land-  membered  seeing  the  plastic  coin 
ley  had  telephoned  to  ask  the  purse  in  her  handbag  when  she 
name  of  the  poem  that  the  stake  had  gone  through  the  same  mo- 
Relief  Society  president  had  read  tions  the  day  before, 
at  the  monthly  leadership  meet-  Maybe,  absent-mindedly,  once 
ing.  she  was  in  the  house,  she  had  put 
Donna  could  see  herself  carry-  the  purse  somewhere  else.  She 
ing  the  bag  into  the  hallway,  plac-  began  a  thorough  search  through 
ing  it  on  the  table,  and  taking  out  drawers,  coat  pockets,  jackets, 
the  slip  of  paper  on  which  she  cupboards,  the  linen  closet, 
had  written  the  name  and  author  She  pushed  back  her  dark  hair 
of  the  poem.  She  had  left  the  with  a  trembling  hand.  Maybe 
bag  there  while  she  had  checked  her  memory  was  playing  tricks, 
a  book  of  poems  in  the  library  to  She  could  have  thought  she  put 
see  if  she  had  that  particular  the  coin  purse  in  her  bag,  but 
poem.  The  purse  was  still  on  the  instead  had  left  it  at  Carter's, 
hallway  table  until  she  left  this  She  could  even  have  paid  the 
noon.  She  thought.  Bud  would  cleaner  with  loose  change  from 
have  seen  it  when  he  telephoned  the  bottom  of  her  handbag. 
Freddie.  The  contents  were  She  hurried  out  and  walked 
tumbled  about,  the  money  quite  the  half  block  to  the  store.  Mrs. 
visible  in  the  transparent  plastic  Carter  distinctly  remembered  her 
coin  purse.  putting  the  coin  purse  in  her  bag. 
But  Bud  would  never  steal  It  had  been  a  crazy  hope.  She  had 
from  me!  She  quickly  pushed  the  known  all  the  time  she  had  paid 
thought  out  of  her  mind,  horrified  the  cleaner  with  loose  change 
at  such  disloyalty.  from  the  coin  purse  in  her  hand- 
But  where  was  the  coin  purse!  bag. 
Her  handbag  was  one  of  the  new.  She  walked  slowly  home, 
large  carry-all  type,  with  straps.  Candy  Thompson  came  towards 
open  at  the  top.  Her  arms  had  her.  Candy  was  so  young  and 
been  loaded  with  bundles.  Maybe  pretty  with  her  glossy  blond  hair 
after  she  paid  the  cleaner  she  had  and  blue  eyes.  ''Mrs.  Gardner," 
thought  she  was  dropping  the  she  said  gaily,  "will  you  please 
coin  purse  into  her  handbag,  but  tell  Bud  to  call  for  me  at  seven 
instead  had  dropped  it  on  the  tonight?  We're  going  to  double 
ground.  date  with  Betty  and  Archie." 

"I'll  tell  him.  Candy."  Donna 

She  hurried  from  the  ward  to  smiled  stiffly  and  hurried  home, 

her   home,   and   once   there   she  afraid  she  was  going  to  burst  into 

looked  carefully  from  the  curb  to  tears,    remembering   Bud    saying 


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desperately,  "I've  got  to  get  five 
bucks  somewhere!" 

But  if  he  did  succumb  to  temp- 
tation, he  would  only  take  five 
dollars,  not  the  coin  purse.  But 
maybe  there  hadn't  been  time  to 
do  anything  but  grab  the  purse. 
Could  he  have  hastily  hidden  it 
somewhere?  She  went  to  Bud's 
room.  Her  heart  sank  when  she 
saw  the  closet  in  confusion,  as  if 
things  had  been  hastily  moved 
to  find  something,  or  to  hide 
something.  She  had  always  re- 
spected her  children's  privacy, 
but  now  she  searched  everywhere 
for  the  purse,  hating  herself. 

Finally,  trembling  with  exhaus- 
tion, she  gave  up,  went  to  her 
room,  and  sank  down  on  the  bed. 
The  evidence  against  Bud  con- 
fronted her  and  she  cried  quietly. 
It  was  her  fault  Bud  was  a  thief. 
She  should  have  let  him  earn  the 
money.  The  attic  needed  clean- 
ing. There  were  any  number  of 
jobs  he  could  have  done.  She 
heard  the  front  door  open  and 
Bud's  and  Patti's  voices.  Should 
she  accuse  Bud?  Or  would  he 
admit  the  theft  on  his  own?  What 
had  he  wanted  to  tell  her  this 
morning?  She  heard  music.  She 
walked  slowly  down  the  stairs. 
In  the  hallway  below  Bud  was 
teaching  Patti  to  dance,  counting 
patiently,  his  big  feet  slowed  to 
her  small  ones. 


Donna  reached  the  foot  of  the 
stairs,  her  throat  tightening. 
Patti  cried,  "Look,  Mom,  Bud  is 
teaching  me  to  dance!" 


Bud  laughed,  "Me  a  dancing 
teacher!" 

How  could  he  be  so  gay!  Better 
get  the  matter  over  with  now.  She 
said  thickly,  "Bud,  I  want  to  talk 
to  you." 

He  stopped  dancing,  "Yeah, 
Mom?" 

She  began,  "Bud,  how  could 
..."  and  then  she  looked  at  her 
son  with  his  wide  grin,  with  his 
clean  freckled  face,  his  honest 
face,  and  shame  washed  over  her. 
Bud  was  not  a  thief!  Even  with 
all  the  evidence  against  him,  she 
did  not  believe  it! 

She  knew  then  that  this  was 
the  moment  of  trust  that  all 
parents  know  at  least  once  in 
their  lifetime.  That  moment  when 
overwhelming  evidence  is  cast 
aside  in  favor  of  love  and  trust 
and  blind  faith  .... 

Bud  asked,  "You  sick  or  some- 
thing. Mom?  Got  a  headache? 
Want  an  aspirin?" 

She  stammered,  "There  isn't 
any.  I  have  to  .  .  .  ."  She  stopped. 
But  there  was  a  whole  box  of 
aspirin  on  her  bedside  table!  She 
had  had  a  headache  and  had 
made  a  quick  trip  in  the  car  to 
Wight's  drugstore  just  before  she 
went  to  bed.  She  had  taken  her 
coin  purse  out  of  her  bag,  slipped 
it  into  the  pocket  of  her  coat! 
Her  worry  about  Bud  had  com- 
pletely driven  the  incident  out  of 
her  mind.  Her  coat  pocket  was 
shallow.  Could  the  purse  have 
fallen  out  unnoticed  on  the  seat? 

She  turned  and  ran  out  the 
back  door.  Bud  called,  "Mom! 
Where  are  you  going?  I  want  to 


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tell  you  something  important." 
She  opened  the  car  door,  felt 
along  the  front  seat,  her  hand 
trembling.  It  was  when  she 
opened  the  other  door  that  she 
saw  the  coin  purse.  It  had  slipped 
off  the  end  of  the  seat  onto  the 
floor  next  to  the  door.  Fortu- 
nately, she  hadn't  had  occasion 
to  open  that  door  or  it  would 
have  fallen  out.  She  leaned 
against  the  car,  her  legs  shaking. 

"You  lose  something.  Mom?" 
Bud  was  standing  by  the  car. 

She  looked  up  at  her  son,  so 
tall  and  yet  so  young,  so  terribly 
vulnerable  and  impressionable. 
Yes,  she  had  almost  lost  some- 
thing precious.  If  she  had  failed 
that  moment  of  trust  in  her  son 
and  had  accused  him,  a  bond 
between  them  would  have  been 
destroyed  forever.  Maybe  Bud 
had  borrowed  the  money  from 
Freddie  and  it  would  take  a 
year's  allowance  to  pay  it  back, 
but  Bud  was  not  a  thief! 

Bud  said,  "Mom,  I  had  to  have 
the  money  for  the  dance,  and  I 


knew  you  wouldn't  give  it  to  me." 
He  grinned.  "Old  -  brick  -  wall 
Mom.  So  I  had  to  use  the  old 
brain,  you  know?  I  sold  my  track 
shoes  to  Skinny  Peters.  I  almost 
tore  the  closet  apart  finding  them. 
Hope  it's  okay?" 

Suddenly  Donna's  little  world, 
which  since  yesterday  had  been 
spinning  crazily,  righted  itself. 
Bud  had  got  the  money  by  his 
own  ingenuity.  She  began  to  cry 
with  relief.  "Well,  gosh.  Mom,  I'd 
outgrown  them!"  Still  she  cried. 
"Mom,  did  I  say  something 
wrong?  I  mean,  calling  you  a 
brick  wall?  I'm  glad  you  and  Dad 
are  like  a  brick  wall,  and  .  .  .  ." 

"I  k-know  and  I'm  h-happy 
you  sold  the  sh-shoes  and  .  .  .  ." 

"Then  why  are  you  crying? 
Gosh!" 

"Because  1 1-love  you  and  .  .  .  ." 

Bud  shook  his  head.  "Women 
are  sure  dopey." 

"Especially  mothers.  Bud,"  she 
laughed  shakily.  "Especially 
mothers." 


Mary  Ek  Knowles,  Ogden,  Utah,  is  well-known  to  readers  of  The  Relief 
Society  Magazine.  Four  of  her  prize-winning  stories,  as  well  as  other  contribu- 
tions, have  previously  appeared  in  the  Magazine.  She  has  received  recognition 
from  several  magazines  of  National  circulation  where  her  stories  have  been 
featured.  She  is  a  member  of  the  Blue  Quill  writers'  club  in  Ogden,  and  a 
former  State  President  of  the  League  of  Utah  Writers.  After  receiving  the 
letter  telling  her  about  winning  the  first  prize  in  the  contest,  Mrs.  Knowles 
replied:  "Since  winning  the  first  prize  before  (1961),  many  things  have 
happened  to  me.  In  August  of  1962  my  wonderful  husband  died  after  a  long 
illness.  .  .  .  Then  the  following  January  my  dear  father  died.  .  .  .  But,  of 
course,  there  is  much  to  be  grateful  for,  my  three  wonderful  children,  my 
adorable  grandson  and  granddaughter,  my  good  friends,  and  my  good  health." 


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Carol's  Christmas 


Adelle  Ashhy 


CAROL  sat  up  and  pulled  the 
quilt  around  her.  She  didn't 
turn  the  light  on.  The  glare 
of  it  would  add  a  sharpness  to  the 
night,  a  sharpness  and  an  awareness 
with  which  she  didn't  want  to  have 
to  cope.  The  hour  was  late,  but  it 
wasn't  dark  outside.  The  first  snow 
of  the  season  floated  earthward,  and 
the  moon  was  bright.  She  watched 
the  whiteness  grow  in  depth  on  the 
boughs  of  the  gnarled  apple  tree  just 
outside  the  window  and  wanted  to 
be  out.  She  knew  the  coolness  of 
the  winter  night  would  help  her 
separate  her  thoughts,  but  she  didn't 
get  up.  She  just  sat  there,  quietly, 
not  wanting  to  wake  Hal.  She  sat 
there,  remembering  his  warning  and 
remembering  Michael's  eyes. 

Michael's  eyes  bothered  her  most. 
It  was  too  late  for  Hal's  warning, 
but  maybe  it  wasn't  too  late  to  do 
something  about  Michael.  If  she 
only  knew  what  the  look  in  his  eyes 
was  trying  to  tell  her.  Sometimes 
Carol  thought  he  was  enjoying  the 


pre-Christmas  festivities,  but  when- 
ever she  looked  in  his  eyes,  she  knew 
he  wasn't.  And  she  wanted  him  to 
so  very  much.  Sometimes  he  would 
look  up  and  almost  say  something, 
but  the  words  didn't  come. 

Carol  knew  that  part  of  the  trou- 
ble was  his  loneliness  for  his  parents, 
but  there  was  something  else  .  .  . 
something  dark  and  deep. 

It  was  wrong  to  force  a  new  kind 
of  Christmas  on  him,  Carol  thought, 
and  she  could  hear  Doris  say,  ''Hon- 
estly, Carol,  you  make  so  much  of 
Christmas!  There's  no  need  to,  you 
know.  .  .  .  No  one  does  nowadays." 

Carol  pulled  the  quilt  up  around 
her  more  snugly,  and,  in  so  doing, 
was  reminded  that  even  in  the  every- 
day things,  she  hadn't  advanced 
much  .  .  .  not  by  most  standards, 
especially  those  set  up  by  Doris.  The 
bright  patches  of  the  quilt  shone  out 
in  the  path  of  moonlight  that 
played  across  her  bed.  She  loved 
the  ties,  the  memories  of  long  ago 
that  the  patches  brought  to  her  .  .  . 


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CAROL'S  CHRISTMAS 


and  she  loved  the  old  lace  curtains 
in  the  living  room,  the  doilies  and 
the  chairbacks  on  her  furniture,  and 
the  braided  rug  in  the  hall.  .  .  . 

So  it  was  with  Christmas  at 
Carol's  house.  She  and  Hal  had 
always  made  candy  and  gingerbread 
men,  and  poured  wax  candles,  even 
before  their  six  children  came  along. 
What  was  the  word  Doris  had  used? 
Quaint. 

''Quaint,"  Carol  repeated  aloud, 
and  Hal  stirred  and  let  his  breath 
out  in  little  mumbles. 

CAROL  looked  at  him  and 
smiled.  ''Dear  Hal,"  she  whisp- 
ered, "you  shouldn't  spoil  me  so.  If 
you  didn't  always  let  me  have  my 
own  way,  I  would  not  get  into  some 
of  the  things  I  do."  She  slid  down 
between  the  sheets  and  slipped  into 
his  arms.  Then  she  remembered 
what  he  had  said  when  she  had 
asked  him  about  taking  Doris'  chil- 
dren for  Christmas. 

"Honey,  you're  asking  for  trou- 
ble." 

"Oh,  Hal,  really  .  .  .  it's  just  for 
two  weeks.  Doris  and  Jim  will  be 
back  the  27th.  And  I  can't  enjoy 
Christmas  knowing  those  three  are 
going  to  be  alone." 

"They  wouldn't  be  alone.  Grace 
offered  to  take  them.  As  soon  as 
Millie  told  me  her  mother  was  worse 
and  she  would  have  to  go  home  for 
the  holidays,  I  called  Grace.  Any- 
how, it's  more  her  place.  .  .  .  She 
is  Doris'  own  sister,  and  you're.  .  .  ." 

"I'm  just  their  sister-in-law.  .  .  . 
I  know,  but  they're  your  sisters,  and 
your  nieces  and  Mike's  your  nephew 
.  .  .  and  it  will  be  fun  to  give  them 
a  real  Christmas.  .  .  .  Besides,  Grace 


.  .  ."  she  hadn't  finished,  not  out 
loud,  but  she  said  it  to  herself  .  . 
Grace  is  just  like  Doris  .  .  .  They 
would  have  the  same  kind  of  a 
Christmas  with  her  .  .  .  pies  from  a 
bakery,  cold  cuts  from  the  grocery, 
and  the  shimmering,  aluminum 
Christmas  tree  with  every  blue  bulb 
and  every  icicle  in  its  proper  place, 
and  never  the  touch  of  a  child. 

"It  will  just  be  too  much,"  Hal 
had  continued,  "nine  children!  You 
must  be  out  of  your  mind  to  think 
you  can  manage. 

Carol  had  giggled.  "Nine  chil- 
dren!" she  mimicked.  .  .  .  "Six  of 
them  are  ours,  remember?  Anyhow, 
I  wish  it  were  a  dozen!  Oh,  Hal,  I 
want  Susan  and  Janet  and  Michael 
to  have  what  we  have,  just  for  one 
Christmas.  They've  never  made 
popcorn  balls,  or  gone  Christmas 
tree  hunting  ...  or  dipped  candles. 
...  It  will  be  so  much  fun  to  teach 
them." 

"It  will  be  just  plain  work." 

"Will  you  mind?" 

"No,  Carol,  I  won't  mind,  except 
that  I  don't  want  you  to  wear  your- 
self out.  .  .  ." 

"Then  it's  all  settled.  Anyway, 
the  children  know  us  better.  Grace 
and  Dave  only  get  here  once  or 
twice  a  year.  And  I  bet  they'll  be 
glad  they  won't  have  to  make  the 
long  trip  on  the  icy  roads." 

Hal  had  put  his  hat  on  then,  and 
as  he  bent  to  kiss  her,  he  had  said,  "I 
don't  know  why  you  always  have  to 
take  on  the  worries  of  the  whole 
family,  but  it  seems  you  do,  so  go 
ahead.  Just  remind  me  to  remind 
my  dear  sister  not  to  take  a  second 
honeymoon  trip  again  unless  they  are 
sure  they  will  be  back  before  Christ- 


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JANUARY   1964 


mas,  or  that  the  woman  they  hire 
will  be  able  to  stay." 

And  he  had  gone  out  and  Carol 
had  begun  the  preparations.  There 
were  beds  to  change  around,  and 
clothing  to  rearrange  to  make  room 
in  the  closets,  and  more  shopping  to 
do  with  the  check  Doris  had  left. 
Then  one  evening  they  went  and 
got  the  children,  and  everything  had 
seemed  fine.  Susan  and  Janet  had 
been  having  the  time  of  their  lives, 
with  Carol's  two  girls  their  age,  but 
Michael.  .  .  . 

Carol  went  to  sleep  then,  with 
Michael's  dark,  searching  eyes  swim- 
ming before  her. 

THE  next  few  days  were  so  full  of 
laughter  and  wrapping  and  bak- 
ing and  sewing,  that  Carol  didn't 
have  time  to  think.  Hal  had  been 
right  about  all  the  children  being  a 
handful,  but  for  the  most  part  they 
were  well  behaved  and  she  really 
was  enjoying  them. 

They  popped  mountains  of  fluffy 
white  corn  and  strung  some  of  it  on 
long  red  string.  They  made  platters 
of  rich,  nutty  fudge  and  crisp  amber 
peanut  brittle.  They  glued  yards  of 
red  and  green  paper  strips  together 
for  chains,  and  several  evenings  they 
bundled  up  to  go  around  and  see 
the  brilliantly  lighted  homes  with 
animated  figures  and  bells  and  trees 
.  .  .  and  everyone  laughed  and  sang 
Christmas  carols,  and  talked  at 
once  .  .  .  everyone  but  Michael. 

Carol  had  been  watching  him, 
and  hoping  that  he  would  come  to 
her,  but  he  didn't,  and  she  knew  his 
hurt  had  grown  too  big. 

One  evening  she  had  Hal  take 
some  of  the  children  shopping  and 


she  put  the  little  ones  to  bed.  And 
when  the  shoppers  came  home  they 
went  in  separate  rooms  and  shut  the 
doors  to  wrap  their  treasures.  They 
stuck  more  Santa  seals  on  the  pack- 
ages than  necessary,  and  used  miles 
of  silver  ribbon.  But  Mike  went 
into  the  living  room  and  sat  alone. 
Carol  went  in.  He  was  so  still,  she 
hesitated  to  intrude,  but  she  knew 
she  had  to. 

''Mike  ...  I  guess  things  are  pret- 
ty hectic  around  here,  aren't  they?" 

''Sorta.  .  .  ." 

''Is  there  something  you  would 
like  to  tell  me?" 

"No " 

Carol  looked  at  him  and  felt  his 
word  hang  heavy  in  the  air.  "Tell 
me  about  your  Christmases.  What 
do  you  do  that  you  like  the  very 
best?" 

He  didn't  answer.  He  just  cleared 
his  throat,  and  she  knew  he  was 
close  to  tears. 

"Tomorrow's  the  day  we  go  after 
our  tree."  Carol  knew  he  wasn't 
really  listening,  but  she  went  on 
anyway.  "We  used  to  go  cut  one 
ourselves,  but  they  won't  let  us  do 
that  any  more,  so  we  start  out  early 
and  visit  nearly  every  place  in  town 
where  they  sell  trees,  and  we  stand 
them  up  one  by  one  and  look  at 
them  carefully.  It  takes  us  a  long 
time  to  pick  one  sometimes,  because 
Uncle  Hal  likes  them  tall  and  lean, 
and  I  like  them  short  and  fat,  and 
Peggy  and  Dicky.  .  .  ." 

QHE  stopped.    She  knew  Michael 


was  crymg 


there  were  no 


tears,  but  she  knew  he  was  crying 
inside,  where  it's  worse.  She  knew 
he  would  rather  be  alone,  but  she 


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CAROL'S  CHRISTMAS 


didn't  go.  Instead  she  went  over 
to  him  and  put  her  arm  across  the 
back  of  the  couch  behind  him. 

"Mike,  please,  tell  me.  Are  you 
homesick?" 

''Sorta."  he  let  the  tears  come 
then,  and  wiped  them  on  the  back 
of  his  hand. 

"Ym  sorry.   Maybe  Aunt  Grace. 

''Aunt  Carol,  do  you  always  buy 
a  green  tree?" 

'Tes."  And  then  she  remembered 
the  trees  Doris  always  bought.  .  .  . 
''But  we  don't  have  to.  I  mean,  we 
could  buy  a  silver  one,  and  get  all 
blue  bulbs  and.  .  .  ." 

"No,  please  get  a  green  one.  Aunt 
Carol,  are  green  trees  old-fash- 
ioned?" 

"I  suppose  they  are.  .  .  ." 

"Is  being  old-fashioned  bad?" 

"I  ...  I  don't  think  so.  Maybe 
in  some  things  it  is.  I  mean,  it 
would  be  pretty  silly  to  keep  a  horse 
and  buggy  when  you  can  have  a 
car  ...  or  it  wouldn't  be  wise  not 
to  take  the  best  of  the  new  things, 
and  the  best  of  the  old  things.  .  .  ." 

"Mom  always  says  that  you  .  .  . 
that  you  make  more  work  for 
yourself  because  you're  old-fash- 
ioned. .  .  ." 

"I  guess  I  do."  Carol  thought  of 
all  the  bread  and  rolls  and  cakes  she 
always  baked,  and  the  quilt  tops  she 
stitched  and  the  fruit  she  canned. 
"I  guess  your  mother's  right,  it  sure 
can  complicate  things,  some- 
times. .  .  ." 

"Aunt  Carol."  Michael  wet  his 
lips  and  began  again.  "Do  you  have 
a  star  for  the  top  of  your  tree?" 

"No  ...  an  angel.  An  angel  with 
long,  silvery  hair." 


"Mom  says  that  a  star  should 
always  be  on  the  top  of  the  tree.  We 
made  a  lot  more  work  for  you,  didn't 
we?" 

"You  mean  by  coming  here? 
Goodness,  no.  I  wanted  you.  Aunt 
Grace  was  coming  for  you,  but  I 
wouldn't  let  her." 

"Really?" 

"Really.  I  kinda  thought.  ...  I 
hoped  you'd  like  to  make  popcorn 
balls  and  ornaments  and  .  .  .  but  I 
guess  all  that  is  pretty  silly,  isn't 
it?" 

"Aunt  Carol,  may  I  hang  a  couple 
of  bulbs  on  the  tree?" 

"You  may  do  more  than  that. 
Uncle  Hal  always  puts  the  lights  on 
and  the  children  have  to  do  the 
rest." 

"All  of  it?    The  icicles,  too?" 

"Especially  the  icicles." 

"What  if  we  get  them  all  bunched 
up? 

"Who  cares?  We  think  it  still 
looks  pretty." 

"With  them  all  bunched  up?" 

"Especially  when  they're  bunched 
up. 

CAROL  left  the  room  then.  She 
said  it  was  time  to  bathe  the 
other  children,  but  she  really  had  to 
leave  because  her  throat  was  tight, 
and  her  voice  wouldn't  act  as  it 
should. 

Maybe  it  isn't  right  to  rear  a  child 
without  letting  him  decorate  a  tree, 
but  it  isn't  right  to  confuse  him, 
either,  and  that's  what  she  knew  she 
had  done.  Confused  Michael,  and 
filled  him  full  of  doubts  and  ques- 
tions. .  .  . 

Carol  bathed  the  children  and 
dressed  them  in  soft  flannel  night- 


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JANUARY   1964 


clothes  and  brushed  their  hair,  and 
wondered  what  was  going  on  inside 
Michael.  She  wondered  what  he 
meant  by  asking  about  the  star.  The 
angel  had  been  in  her  family  for 
generations,  but  maybe  having  a 
star  was  important,  though  she 
couldn't  see  why.  .  .  . 

Long  after  everyone  was  tucked  in 
for  the  night,  and  long  after  she 
should  have  fallen  asleep,  she  lay 
wondering  about  it  and  then  it  came 
to  her.  The  story  of  the  Wise  Men, 
and  the  story  of  the  Christ  Child. 
And,  along  with  remembering  the 
story,  a  shame  came  over  her. 

Somehow  she  had  become  so  in- 
volved with  the  cooking  and  the 
making,  that  she  had  forgotten. 
Quietly,  she  slipped  out  of  bed  and 
went  into  the  living  room  and  went 
over  to  the  little  table  where  she 
kept  her  books.  She  found  the 
Bible  and  turned  the  pages,  and 
there  in  the  dimly  lighted  room,  she 
turned  to  the  Christmas  story,  and 
then  went  to  Michael's  room.  He 
was  sitting  on  the  edge  of  his  bed 
looking  out  into  the  night. 

"Michael.  .  .  ."  Softly  her  words 
went  to  him,  and  he  didn't  move  as 
he  answered  her. 


''What?" 

'Tve  been  thinking  .  .  .  you 
know,  about  the  star.  .  .  ." 

"I  have,  too." 

''Would  you  like  me  to  read  the 
story  to  you?" 

"You  don't  have  a  Bible.  I  looked 
in  your  bookcase,  and  I  couldn't 
find  one.  Aunt  Carol,  could  we  go 
get  mine?  Mom  told  me  to  be  sure 
and  read  the  story  each  night  before 
bedtime  like  we  do  at  home." 

"I  have  a  Bible,  Michael.  Mike, 
you  know  about  my  being  old-fash- 
ioned? Well,  I  guess  I'm  really  not 
old-fashioned  enough.  ...  I  had 
forgotten  about  the  very  first 
Christmas." 

Michael  turned  on  the  night  light 
and  took  the  book  from  Carol. 
"May  I  read  it?" 

And  as  he  read  the  words  in 
hushed  tones,  Carol  knew  that  it 
didn't  matter  what  color  the  Christ- 
mas tree  was,  or  if  the  candles  were 
homemade.  It  didn't  even  matter 
if  the  children  were  allowed  to  put 
the  icicles  on  the  tree,  so  long  as 
they  knew  what  Christmas  was  for 
...  so  long  as  they  were  told  the 
story. 


New  Serial  to  Begin  in  February 

A  new  serial  YOUR  HEART  TO  UNDERSTANDING,  by  Hazel  Thomson, 
of  Bountiful,  Utah,  will  begin  in  the  February  issue  of  the  Magazine.  The 
setting  for  the  story  is  picturesque  San  Bernardino,  California,  in  the  early 
days  of  its  settlement,  and  presents  the  dramatic  development  of  Selena  Bald- 
win from  a  frightened  and  fearful  girl  into  a  woman  of  strength  and  courage 
who  contends  valiantly  against  a  hostile  environment  and  her  own  short- 
comings. Mrs.  Thomson  is  a  gifted  and  experienced  writer  whose  serial 
"Because  of  the  Word"  delighted  the  readers  of  the  Magazine  in  1961. 


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voman  s 
Sphere 

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Ramona  W,  Cannon      ^H 

Belle  S.  Spafford,  General  Presi- 
ident  of  Relief  Society,  and  First 
Counselor  Marianne  C.  Sharp, 
represented  Relief  Society  at  the 
meetings  of  the  National  Council 
of  Women  of  the  United  States, 
in  New  York  City,  in  October. 
President  Spafford  delivered  a 
keynote  address  at  luncheon,  on 
October  9th,  in  which  she  empha- 
sized the  duties  of  membership, 
saying,  ". .  .  we  must  see  ourselves 
as  a  united  body  of  women  work- 
ing together  to  serve  society, 
equally  responsible  with  our 
elected  officers  for  the  main- 
tenance and  success  of  the 
Council,  unique  among  women's 
organizations." 


Mrs.  Maria  Goeppert  Mayer, 
born  in  Germany,  now  an  Ameri- 
can citizen,  shared  the  1963 
Nobel  prize  for  physics  ($51,158) 
with  Dr.  Eugene  P.  Wigner.  The 
only  woman  besides  Madame 
Curie  (1903)  to  win  the  Nobel 
physics  prize,  Mrs.  Mayer  was 
honored  for  research  showing  that 
atomic  nuclei  are  built  of  onion- 
like layers  of  neutrons  and 
protons  held  together  by  compli- 
cated forces.  Her  theory  has  ex- 
plained many  nuclear  properties. 


Mrs.  Maria  Isabel  de  Atiles 
Moreu  of  Puerto  Rico  won  the 
Lane  Bryant  individual  award  for 
volunteer  service  and  was  given 
$1,000  at  the  announcement 
meeting  in  New  York  City  in 
November.  The  award  was  in 
recognition  of  Mrs.  Moreu's  work 
in  establishing  rehabilitation  cen- 
ters for  handicapped  children  and 
adults.  Mile.  Denise  Legrix  of 
France  won  the  International 
Volunteer  award  for  her  fund- 
raising  campaign  which  resulted 
in  the  building  of  France's  first 
orthopedic  center  for  handicapped 
children. 

V^LENTiNA  Tereshkova,  the  So- 
viet cosmonette  and  first  v/oman 
in  the  world  to  make  a  space 
flight  married,  on  November  2, 
1963,  Soviet  Cosmonaut  Andrian 
Nikolayev,  in  one  of  Moscow's 
two  ''palaces  of  marriage."  Valen- 
tina  expects  to  make  more  diffi- 
cult space  flights  in  the  future. 

A  FEW  women,  for  the  first  time 
in  history,  will  be  added  to  the 
very  special  group  of  men  per- 
mitted to  attend  the  Ecumenical 
Council  of  the  Catholic  Church 
as  lay  auditors  or  delegates,  Pope 
Paul  VI  has  announced. 


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DITORIAL 


VOLUME  51      JANUARY  1964       NUMBER 


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,.«  ^\\\\iifff/////. 

The  Day  of  the  Lamanite 

The  work  of  the  Lord  among  the  Lamanites  must  not  be  postponed,  if  we  desire  to  retain 
the  approval  of  God.  Thus  far  we  have  been  content  simply  to  baptize  them  and  let  them 
run  wild  again,  but  this  must  continue  no  longer;  the  same  devoted  effort,  the  same  care  in 
instructing,  the  same  organization  of  priesthood  must  be  introduced  and  maintained  among 
the  house  of  Lehi  as  amongst  those  of  Israel  gathered  from  gentile  nations.  As  yet,  God 
has  been  doing  all,  and  we  comparatively  nothing.  He  has  led  many  of  them  to  us,  and 
they  have  been  baptized,  and  now  we  must  instruct  them  further,  and  organize  them  into 
churches  with  proper  presidencies,  attach  them  to  our  stakes,  organizations,  etc.  In  one 
word,  treat  them  exactly,  in  these  respects  as  we  would  and  do  treat  our  white  brethren. 
(Gospel   Kingdom,   page  247). 

These  words  of  President  John  Taylor,  in  1882,  are  seeing  fulfillment  today, 
and,  in  the  instructing,  Relief  Society  women  may  and  are  taking  a  prominent 
part.  The  Nephite  prophets  loved  the  Lamanites.  Enos  plead  with  the  Lord  that 
if  the  Nephites  were  destroyed  and  the  Lamanites  survived,  that  the  Lord  would 
preserve  the  record  of  the  Nephites  "that  it  might  be  brought  forth  at  some 
future  day  unto  the  Lamanites,  that,  perhaps,  they  might  be  brought  unto  salva- 
tion." Then  Enos  said,  after  the  Lord  covenanted  with  him  to  do  so  "wherefore 
my  soul  did  rest." 

If  mothers  in  Zion  today  would  have  their  souls  rest,  they  will  heed  the  teachings 
of  The  Book  of  Mormon  and  extend  toward  the  Lamanites  that  charity  which 
never  faileth.  Our  prophets  today  reveal  that  now  is  the  time  for  loving  service 
and  guidance  to  the  Lamanites.  This  generation  has  been  offered  this  blessing. 
Relief  Society  has  been  asked  to  be  an  advocate  of  the  Indians  —  to  foster 
enlightenment  to  Indian  women,  to  assist,  work  with,  and  encourage  them  both 
by  teaching  and  training  tnem.  But,  as  the  gift  without  the  giver  is  bare,  so 
Relief  Society  members  must  do  all  they  do  in  the  spirit  of  true  charity.  One  will 
recall  the  wonderful  promises  made  to  the  Lamanites  and  strive  humbly  to  be 
instrumental  in  the  Lord's  hand  to  assist  in  preparing  the  Lamanites  for  their 


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lelle  S.  Spafford,  Pre. 

Marianne  C.  Sharp,  First  Couns 

Louise  W.  Madsen,  Second  Counseli 
Hulda   Parker,   Secretary-Treasurer 


Anna  B.  Hart 
Edith  S.  Elliott 
Florence  J.  Madsen 
Leone  G.  Layton 
Blanche  B.  Stoddard 
Evon  W.  Peterson 
Aleine  M.  Young 
Josie  B.  Bay 
Alberta  H.  Christensen 
Mildred  B.  Eyring 
Charlotte  A.  Larsen 
Edith  P.  Backman 
Winniefred  S.  Manwaring 
EIna  P.  Haymond 
Mary  R.  Young 
Mary  V.  Cameron 
Afton  W.  Hunt 
Wealtha  S.  Mendenhall 


Pearle  M.  Olsen 
Elsa  T.  Peterson 
Fanny  S.  Kienitz 
Elizabeth  B.  Winters 
LaRue  H.  Rosell 
Jennie  R.  Scott 
Alice  L.  Wilkinson 
LaPriel  S.  Bunker 
Irene  W.  Buehner 
Irene  C.  Lloyd 
Hazel  S.  Cannon 
Hazel  S.  Love 
Fawn  H.  Sharp 
Celestia  J.  Taylor 
Anne  R.  Gledhill 
Belva   Barlow 
Zola  J.  McGhie 
Oa  J.  Cannon 
Lila  B.  Walch 


great  and  essential  work  of  the  Last  Days.  Relief  Society  members  will  gain 
great  joy  as  they  assist  their  Lamanite  sisters,  extending  the  hand  of  sisterhood 
and  love  to  them. 

A  second  opportunity  is  coming  to  increasing  numbers  of  Relief  Society  mothers 
in  the  Church  to  be  "nursing  mothers"  —to  open  their  homes,  and,  more 
important,  their  hearts,  to  Indian  Latter-day  Saint  children,  and  make  them  one 
with  their  own  families  during  the  school  terms.  This  foster  care  Indian  Student 
Placement  Program  has  the  greatest  potential  for  Church  leadership  among  the 
Indians.  Moreover,  mothers  of  the  Indian  children  today  exhibit  an  unselfish 
love  in  depriving  themselves  of  their  children  during  the  school  months  that 
they  may  progress  and  become  leaders  of  their  people.  The  love  for  their  chil- 
dren and  families  is  the  same  as  that  described  by  Jacob  the  brother  of  Nephi 
about  500  years  b.c.  when  he  said  "and  one  day  they  shall  become  a  blessed 
people.  Behold,  their  husbands  love  their  wives,  and  their  wives  love  their  hus- 
bands; and  their  husbands  and  their  wives  love  their  children." 

President  Wilford  Woodruff  declared  in  1873: 

.  .  .  The  Lamanites  will  blossom  as  the  rose  on  the  mountains  .  .  .  the  fulfillment  of  that 
prophecy  is  perhaps  harder  for  me  to  believe  than  any  revelation  of  God  that  I  ever  read. 
It  looks  as  though  there  would  not  be  enough  left  to  receive  the  Gospel;  but  notwithstand- 
ing this  dark  picture,  every  word  that  God  has  ever  said  of  them  will  have  its  fulfillment, 
and  they,  by  and  by,  will  receive  the  Gospel.  It  will  be  a  day  of  God's  power  among  them, 
and  a  nation  will  be  born  in  a  day.  Their  chiefs  will  be  filled  with  the  power  of  God  and 
receive  the  Gospel,  and  they  will  go  forth  and  build  the  New  Jerusalem,  and  we  shall  help 
them.   (Journal   of   Discourses,    15:282). 

As  President  Woodruff  declared,  the  promises  of  the  Lord  never  fail.  May  each 
Relief  Society  member  resolve  in  her  heart  and  act  courageously  to  further  this 
marvelous  work  now  spreading  in  accelerated  tempo  among  the  Lamanite  peo- 
ple. As  the  opportunity  comes  may  every  Relief  Society  member  humbly, 
obediently,  and  joyfully  become  a  faithful  and  devoted  advocate  of  this  nation 
of  the  Lord. 

— M.  C.  S. 


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otes  to  the  Field 

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Bound  Volumes  of  1963  Magazines 

Relief  Society  officers  and  members  who  wish  to  have  their  1963 
issues  of  The  Relief  Society  Magazine  bound  may  do  so  through  The 
Deseret  New  Press,  31  Richards  Street,  Salt  Lake  City,  Utah  84111. 
(See  advertisement  in  this  issue  of  the  Magazine.)  The  cost  for  bind- 
ing the  twelve  issues  in  a  permanent  cloth  binding  is  $2.75,  leather 
$4.20,  including  the  index.  A  limited  number  of  1963  Magazines  are 
available  at  the  offices  of  the  General  Board  of  Relief  Society,  76 
North  Main  Street,  Salt  Lake  City,  Utah  84111,  for  $2  for  twelve 
issues.  It  is  recommended  that  wards  and  stakes  have  one  volume  of 
the  1963  Magazines  bound  for  preservation  in  ward  and  stake  Relief 
Society  libraries. 

The  New  March  of  Dimes 
Fight  Birth  Defects  -  Fight  Arthritis 

The  National  Foundation 

Your  March  of  Dimes  and  dollars  are  now  working  harder  than  ever. 
There  are  more  than  seventy  March  of  Dimes  Centers  in  fifty-one 
cities  across  the  United  States.  Typical  of  such  centers  are  the  Birth 
Defects  Special  Treatment  Center  at  the  L.D.S.  Primary  Children's 
Hospital  in  Salt  Lake  City,  Utah,  and  the  Juvenile  Arthritis  Special 
Treatment  Center  at  the  University  of  Utah.  In  these  centers  each 
working  day  finds  dedicated,  skilled  men  and  women  continuing  the 
fight  against  Birth  Defects  that  strike  a  newborn  child  in  America 
every  other  minute  of  the  day,  and  against  the  Nation's  Number  One 
Crippler  —  Arthritis,  which  now  afflicts  eleven  million  Americans. 

In  our  fight  against  Birth  Defects,  your  March  of  Dimes  contri- 
butions are  also  supporting  a  broad  range  of  studies  to  determine 
why  Birth  Defects  and  Arthritis  occur,  how  they  may  be  prevented, 
and  the  best  means  for  correcting  disease  and  disability. 

Despite  polio's  headlong  rush  to  oblivion,  thanks  to  the  Salk  and 
Sabin  vaccines  which  you  literally  bought  and  paid  for  through  the 
March  of  Dimes,  there  are  still  many  partially  or  completely  para- 
lyzed victims  who  need  help  and  further  rehabilitation. 

Give  to  the  1964  March  of  Dimes  and  your  treatment  centers 
will  be  able  to  continue  in  their  search  for  hope  and  help  for  the  child 
born  less  than  perfect.  Give  generously  to  your  1964  March  of  Dimes. 

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,v  r"  >:^>>*.^;^' 


Hazel  K.  Todd 


^A/iTH  strange  anticipation  the  well- 
dressed  young  woman  stood  alone 
in  the  falling  snow  before  the  old 
house  in  the  trees.  She  had  come 
through  the  sagging  gate,  down  the 
snow-filled  path  where,  as  a  child, 
her  dancing  feet  had  sped.  The 
taxi  that  had  brought  her  from  the 
airport  was  rapidly  disappearing  in- 
to the  white  mist  down  the  country 
road,  taking  with  it  the  driver  who 
had  raised  an  eyebrow  questioningly 
as  he  deposited  her  expensive  lug- 
gage at  the  porch.  But  how  could 
he  know  by  looking  at  the  old  house 
sleeping  there,  of  the  Christmas 
warmth  it  had  held  within  its  an- 
cient walls!  The  woman  stared  at 
the  great  carved  door.  How  could 
she  hope  to  find  the  something  of 
Christmas  she  had  lost,  that  used  to 
be  here  in  this  silent  old  house!  For 
the  parents  who  had  brought  her 
here  as  a  child  were  gone,  and  the 
grandparents  who  had  hung  the 
great  tree  with  tinsel  and  angels 
were  gone,  too,  these  twelve  years. 
And  she,  Joan  Mason,  an  ac- 
complished dress  designer  and  owner 
of  the  old  house,  alone,  was  left. 

For  a  minute  she  turned  and 
stared  back  the  way  she  had  come. 
But  the  taxi  had  already  disappeared 
in  the  mist  of  falling  snow.  Slowly 
she  opened  her  purse  and  fumbled 


in  it  to  bring  out  an  ancient  key  tied 
with  a  red  string.  For  a  few  sec- 
onds she  gazed  thoughtfully  at  it 
and  then  she  fitted  it  into  the  black 
lock  of  the  door.  It  turned  easily 
with  the  generations  of  years  of  ex- 
perience behind  it.  The  door  swung 
open  and  she  stepped  inside.  Stand- 
ing there  with  her  back  to  the  door, 
her  eyes  traveled  expectantly  over 
the  old  familiar  things  as  if  already 
the  lost  essence  should  sing  out, 
"You  are  here!  At  last  I  am  found!" 
But  they  were  silent,  the  things  she 
had  known,  the  red  plush  sofa,  the 
bookcase  with  its  glass  doors  and  its 
rows  of  books,  the  elaborately 
framed  pictures  of  her  ancestors  on 
the  wall,  the  mantel  where  she  had 
hung  her  Christmas  stockings  long 
ago. 

In  the  great  fireplace  wood  lay 
unkindled.  With  a  warm  tingle  of 
old  familiarity  she  turned  to  the 
carved  bird  on  the  mantel  with  its 
match-filled  wings. 

In  a  few  minutes  the  fire  was 
blazing  comfortably.  She  had  hung 
her  wraps  in  the  hall  closet  and  put 
away  the  groceries  that  she  had 
bought  in  the  village  on  the  way. 
Now  she  sat  before  the  fire  in  the 
old  rocking  chair  where  her  grand- 
mother had  rocked. 


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JANUARY  1964 


Vinson  would  be  surprised  if  he 
could  see  her  here.  She  went  over 
again  the  words  she  had  scribbled  so 
hurriedly  on  a  sudden  impulse: 

Dear  Vine, 

I  won't  be  able  to  go  on  the  house  party. 
I  hope  you'll  forgive  me.  I've  gone  to  find 
something  of  Christmas  I  had  once  and 
lost.  — Joan 

She  never  would  have  thought  of 
writing  the  note  or  of  coming,  if  the 
letter  hadn't  arrived  in  the  mail 
yesterday  morning  from  the  Grays, 
the  aged  couple  who  were  the  care- 
takers of  the  old  home  that  had 
come  to  her  as  an  inheritance  from 
her  grandparents.  The  letter  had 
simply  stated  that  an  unexpected  op- 
portunity had  come  for  them  to 
spend  the  winter  in  Arizona,  and 
they  were  enclosing  the  key. 

In  all  the  years  the  old  place  had 
belonged  to  her  she  had  paid  no 
heed  to  it,  except  for  the  checks  she 
mailed  for  its  maintenance.  But 
yesterday,  when  she  opened  the  let- 
ter, the  key  with  the  red  string  un- 
leashed a  stream  of  memories  that 
rushed  and  tumbled  over  each  other 
until  she  wept  softly  into  the  folds 
of  the  scarf  in  her  hands. 

She  saw  her  grandfather  placing 
the  great  log  on  the  fire.  She  danced 
around  the  Christmas  tree  while 
they  hung  it  with  wonderful  treas- 
ures from  an  old  brown  box,  candles 
with  real  fire,  popcorn,  and  home- 
made chains.  And  the  star  at  the 
top,  a  great  silver  star  painted  on  a 
smooth  board  and  wound  with  tin- 
sel and  beads.  And  her  grandmoth- 
er had  wrapped  it  and  unwrapped 
it  very  carefully  each  year,  because, 
as  she  had  explained  to  Joan  (who 
was  Joanna  then),  it  represented  the 


Baby  Jesus  when  he  was  born  in 
Bethlehem. 

So  deep  in  the  midst  of  clamoring 
memories  was  she,  that  the  knock- 
ing at  the  door  might  well  have  been 
her  grandfather,  his  arms  filled  with 
the  Yule  log,  demanding  admittance. 
As  in  a  dream,  Joan  rose  and  started 
across  the  room.  Then  she  halted. 
This  was  not  her  grandfather!  Some- 
one to  see  the  Grays.  She  was  about 
to  return  to  her  chair  when  the 
knock  came  again.  It  roused  a 
curious  impulse,  and  she  found  her- 
self at  the  door  looking  down  into 
the  small,  heart-shaped  face  of  a 
child.  She  was  a  quaint  little  girl 
with  long  dark  braids  hanging  from 
a  queer  little  knitted  cap  with  a 
peaked  top.  She  wore  a  long  gray 
coat  and  heavy  overboots.  In  her 
mittened  hand  she  carried  a  bright- 
colored  sand  pail  that  might  have 
been  from  a  different  world.  At 
sight  of  Joan  the  child's  brow  puck- 
ered in  a  puzzled  expression,  and 
she  brushed  her  free  hand  over  her 
cheek  in  an  odd  little  mannerism. 

Joan  looked  at  the  child  with 
curiosity.  At  least  this  was  some- 
thing new  and  different.  "Won't 
you  come  in?"  she  asked,  still  hold- 
ing the  door. 

The  child  hesitated.  "But  where 
is  Mrs.  Gray?  I  wanted  her  to  help 
me  find  the  star." 

Joan  looked  at  the  bucket,  wonder- 
ingly.  "I  am  very  sorry,"  she  said, 
"Mrs.  Gray  isn't  here  any  more." 

The  child's  face  fell.  For  a  mo- 
ment Joan  thought  she  was  going  to 
cry.  Quickly  she  tried  to  make 
amends.  "Perhaps  —  perhaps  I 
could  help  you."  She  looked  at  the 
bucket  again.    "Did  you  say  a  stf.r?" 


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The  little  face  brightened  hope- 
fully, and  she  smiled.  "Oh,  didn't 
you  know  about  the  star?"  she 
asked  in  deep  surprise. 

Then,  when  Joan  still  looked  puz- 
zled, she  added  so  very  earnestly, 
"You  know,  the  Christmas  star,  the 
Jesus,  star.  Mrs.  Piney  says  that 
people  have  lost  the  star  because 
they  don't  remember  Jesus  any 
more." 

Joan  stood  a  moment  staring  at 
the  child  without  saying  anything. 

"She  says  it  must  be  found  again," 
the  little  girl  continued. 

"I  ...  I  suppose  it  must,"  Joan 
whispered  slowly. 

"What  did  you  say?" 

"Oh,  nothing,  nothing  at  all.  I 
was  just  thinking.  That  is  —  I 
mean  perhaps  that  is  what  I  have 
lost  —  the  Jesus  star!"  And  then 
she  suddenly  blushed  as  though  she 
stood  before  the  child  on  trial  for 
some  grievous  offense.  "Oh,  you 
must  be  cold,"  she  said,  brushing  the 
snow  from  the  peaked  cap  and  the 
long  coat.  "Please  come  in  and  sit 
by  the  fire.  Let  me  take  your  coat 
and  cap." 

The  little  girl  sat  on  the  low  stool 
where  she,  herself,  had  sat  so  many 
times  long  ago.  She  placed  the 
bucket  carefully  on  the  lap  of  her 
brown  dress. 

"What  —  what  were  you  going 
to  do  with  the  star?"  Joan  asked 
with  her  eyes  on  the  bucket. 

The  child  looked  up  quickly  with 
frank  blue  eyes.  "If  I  had  a  Christ- 
mas tree  I  would  hang  it  at  the  tip- 
top where  everyone  could  see  it." 

Joan  struggled  with  the  strange 
emotions  inside  her.  She  gazed  at 
the  little  girl  in  wonder,  while  she 
searched   carefully  for   words.      But 


she    could    find    none    appropriate. 

"I  guess  it  must  have  tumbled 
from  the  sky,"  the  little  girl  went  on, 
completely  unaffected  by  Joan's 
silence.  "It  must  be  in  the  fields. 
But  Mrs.  Piney  is  so  old  she  could 
not  walk  in  the  snow.  But  you  will 
go!"  she  finished  brightly. 

Joan  looked  out  the  window. 
The  white  dusk  was  gathering.  The 
short  winter  day  would  soon  be  over. 
The  snow  was  falling  steadily  with 
thick  white  flakes.  What  did  you 
do  with  a  strange  child  with  some 
long-ago  charm  who  wanted  you 
to  go  in  the  snow  some  place  to  hunt 
for  an  imaginary  star  that  had  fal- 
len from  the  sky  because  people  had 
ceased  to  think  of  Jesus! 

"I  .  .  .  I'm  afraid  it  is  too  late 
tonight  to  find  the  star,"  Joan  said, 
fumbling  for  words  and  snatching 
the  hope  that  with  a  little  time  she 
would  know  what  to  do. 

"But  maybe  Mrs.  Piney  will  not 
go  to  sleep  tomorrow." 

"Who  is  Mrs.  Piney?" 

"She  takes  care  of  me.  She  cooks 
the  food  and  sews  my  dresses." 

Joan  looked  over  the  drab  brown 
dress  buttoned  under  her  chin,  at 
the  bulky  stockings,  and  the  old- 
fashioned  coat  she  had  hung  over 
the  chair  by  the  fire.  Her  mind 
drew  a  vivid  picture  of  Mrs.  Piney 
—  an  old  lady  apart  from  the  world, 
who  knew  nothing  of  the  way  mod- 
ern children  dressed  and  played; 
but  who  knew  about  important 
things  like  the  star. 

"Who  are  you?"  asked  the  child 
abruptly. 

"My  name  is  Joan."  Then,  on 
second  thought  she  added,  "No,  it 
is  Joanna,  and  I  used  to  come  to 
this  house  when  I  was  a  little  girl." 


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"Oh,  I  will  come  tomorrow!"  said 
the  child  happily. 

Then  again  there  was  a  knock.  A 
half -fearful,  startled  look  crossed  the 
little  girl's  face,  and  she  turned  her 
stool  with  her  back  to  the  door. 

Joan  arose  and  walked  to  the  door, 
half  expecting  some  unreal  person  to 
be  standing  there. 

It  was  a  man,  tall  and  lean.  Yet 
in  his  face  were  the  same  frank  blue 
eyes  as  those  of  the  little  girl.  At 
sight  of  her  he  looked  surprised  and 
lifted  his  snowy  hat,  displaying  dark 
hair  grayed  at  the  temples. 

"I  beg  your  pardon,"  he  said 
apologetically,  "but  I  was  looking 
for  a  little  girl.  She  comes  over  here 
occasionally,  even  though  I  have 
told  her  she  must  not  bother  the 
Grays." 

Joan  looked  at  the  man,  her  mind 
filled  with  questions.  There  was  no 
sound  from  the  little  girl  even 
though  Joan  was  sure  she  must  have 
heard.  There  were  drawn  lines 
about  the  man's  eyes  and  mouth,  and 
Joan  thought  she  detected  a  hint  of 
bitterness  about  him. 

She  stepped  back  from  the  door. 
"Please  come  in,"  she  said.  "The 
Grays  are  in  Arizona.  I  own  this 
place  and  I  came  to  —  to  see  about 
it,"  she  finished  lamely. 

He  entered  and  she  saw  him  stif- 
fen slightly.  "There  you  are, 
Mitzie,"  he  said  quite  sharply. 
"Why  did  you  run  away  when 
Mrs.  Piney  was  asleep?" 

The  little  girl  began  to  cry  then, 
sobbing,  with  her  tiny  face  buried 
in  the  skirt  of  her  brown  dress. 

"You  must  come  with  me  at 
once,"  the  man  said  quite  sternly, 
crossing  to  her. 


Even  though  the  present  dilemma 
was  no  concern  of  hers,  Joan  felt 
desperately  the  urge  to  do  some- 
thing. 

She  put  out  her  hand  instinctively. 
"Please,"  she  said,  "do  not  scold 
her."  And  then  her  face  flushed. 
"I  mean,  Mitzie  was  certainly  no 
bother." 

"She  knows  she  must  not  run 
away,"  the  man  said,  taking  her  by 
the  hand. 

"But,  Daddy,  I  wanted  to  find 
the  star!"  Mitzie  wept,  standing  and 
clinging  to  her  father's  leg. 

He  put  his  hand  on  her  head. 
"Mitzie,  you  must  stop  talking  such 
nonsense."  He  turned  to  Joan.  "I 
am  away  a  lot,"  he  said.  "The 
woman  who  takes  care  of  her  is  old 
and  sentimental." 

Mitzie  let  go  his  leg  and  held  her 
face  in  her  hands. 

But  he  was  holding  her  coat,  and 
she  ceased  her  crying  and  put  her 
arms  resignedly  into  the  sleeves. 

Joan  stood  by,  confused  with  the 
strange  drama  she  had  so  suddenly 
found  herself  a  part  of,  and  yet 
there  was  something.  .  .  . 

"I  was  thinking,"  she  said,  staring 
at  the  child  in  her  quaint  coat  and 
cap,  and  then  at  the  man,  "that  — 
that  perhaps,  you,  too,  have  lost  the 
star!" 

He  looked  at  her  with  sort  of  a 
quizzical  weariness.  For  a  moment 
he  hesitated,  and  then  he  walked  to 
the  door,  holding  Mitzie's  hand.  He 
turned  then,  with  a  half-bitter  smile 
flicking  the  corners  of  his  mouth. 
"Mitzie's  mother  died,"  he  said, 
"seven  years  ago  on  Christmas  Eve, 
the  night  Mitzie  was  born." 

They  went  out  the  door,  then,  into 


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THE  LOST  STAR 


the  mist.  Mitzie  turned  slightly, 
and,  for  a  brief  moment,  looked  at 
Joan  with  a  half-pleading,  sad  ex- 
pression on  her  tear- streaked  face. 

And  then  the  door  closed  on  them 
and  the  snowy  night,  and  they 
were  gone. 

For  a  time  Joan  stood  staring  at 
the  door.  What  a  paradox!  She 
had  come  two  thousand  miles  here 
to  find  something  that  was  to  be 
peace  and  serenity,  joy  and  thanks- 
giving. Instead,  she  had  met  a 
lonely  little  girl  and  a  man,  bitter 
and  miles  away  from  his  own  child, 
a  child  who  wished  for  a  Christmas 
tree  on  which  to  hang  the  Jesus  star. 

Suddenly  an  idea  came  surging 
over  her,  like  a  light,  along  the  path 
of  old  memories.  Why  not  make  a 
Christmas  for  Mitzie!  A  huge 
sparkling  tree  with  candles  and  pop- 
corn and  paper  chains!  The  old 
brown  box!  Where  was  it!  And 
the  star,  the  silver  star  with  the  tin- 
sel and  beads!  Mitzie's  star! 

Burning  with  excitement,  she 
raced  from  one  corner  of  the  old 
house  to  the  other,  digging  in  closets 
and  cupboards  and  drawers  until 
she  found  the  box  in  the  cubby  hole 
at  the  top  of  the  stairs.  With  her 
heart  drumming  at  her  ribs,  she 
lugged  it  down  the  stairs  to  the  mid- 
dle of  the  old  parlor  floor  before  the 
fire.  How  she  cried  over  each  gold- 
en treasure,  unwinding  long  chains 
of  paper  and  tinsel,  kissing  each 
bright  cherub,  laughing  with  delight 
at  the  glass  birds  and  the  tinkling 
bells.  Happily  she  gazed  over  the 
room,  mentally  setting  up  the  tree, 
hanging  it  with  splendor.  Her  eyes 
rested  for  a  second  on  the  old  organ, 
and  she  rushed  to  it  and  sat  down 
on   the   worn   velvet   bench.     From 


one  old  carol  to  another  she  sang 
while  a  tender  peace  settled  about 
her.  She  came  to  the  words,  "Star 
of  the  East,  oh,  Bethlehem  Star." 
Her  fingers  paused.  Her  foot  ceased 
to  pump  the  old  bellows.  The  Star! 
The  Star  that  meant  losing  yourself 
for  others.  Yes,  it  was  the  star  that 
she  had  lost!  But  she  had  found  it! 
She  leaned  her  head  down  on  the 
ivory  keys  and  wept  tears  of  sweet 
release. 

So,  all  the  next  day  she  worked  and 
listened  for  the  knock  that  would 
bring  Mitzie  in  search  of  the  star 
she  had  promised  to  help  her  find. 
She  refused  to  accept  the  possibility 
that  she  would  not  be  able  to  come. 

But  noon  passed  and  the  wind 
came  up,  blowing  the  loose  snow 
into  drifts.  She  saw  it  through  the 
window,  piling  along  the  fence  be- 
yond the  apple  trees.  She  went  out- 
side and  let  the  wind  whip  at  her, 
trying  to  imagine  in  which  direc- 
tion Mitzie  could  live.  The  early 
winter  dusk  was  settling.  There  was 
not  time  to  wait  longer.  She  must 
call  a  taxi. 

She  had  barely  retraced  her  steps 
into  the  house  and  reached  the 
phone  when  the  knock  came.  With 
her  heart  racing  in  anticipation,  she 
hurried  to  the  door.  But  it  was  not 
Mitzie.  It  was  Mitzie's  father, 
standing  there  in  the  blowing  snow, 
with  the  bitter  lines  on  his  face, 
tightened.  "I'm  sorry,"  he  said,  "to 
bother  you  again.  But  Mitzie 
slipped  away  while  I  was  gone.  You 
see  I  let  Mrs.  Piney  go  home  this 
morning,  and  I  just  realized  today 
that  she  had  done  nothing  about 
Mitzie's  Christmas."  He  looked  away 
into  the  snow.     "I  have  never  been 


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here  on  Christmas  with  her  before." 
His  eyes  came  back.  "I  hope  Mitzie 
hasn't  been  worrying  you  about  the 
star  again.  She  can't  seem  to  get 
it  out  of  her  mind." 

A  sharp  intimate  fear  possessed 
Joan.     "She  is  not  here!"  she  said. 

"Not  here?"  The  man  looked  be- 
wildered. "But  it  was  the  only 
place  she  could  be.    I  was  sure.  .  .  ." 

Joan  felt  limp  and  sick.  "If  you 
only  knew,"  she  said,  "how  much 
I  wanted  her  to  come.  I.  .  .  .  Oh, 
please  come  in." 

She  led  him  into  the  room  and  he 
stared  in  amazement. 

"It  was  for  Mitzie,"  she  said.  "The 
star  at  the  top  of  the  tree.  It  is 
her  star,  one  I  loved  when  I  was  a 
little  girl.  You  see,  I,  too,  had  lost 
the  star,  lost  it  in  a  whirl  of  parties, 
and  night  clubs,  and  making  mon- 
ey, and  friends  who  didn't  know 
true  values,  and.  .  .  ."  She  paused 
and  wiped  the  tears  from  her  eyes. 
"Mitzie  helped  me  find  it.  And  I 
wanted  her  to  have  it,  too,  a  real 
Christmas  such  as  she  had  never 
known." 

She  dropped  into  the  rocker  and 
put  her  head  on  the  lacy  doily  of 
the  arm  and  wept. 

He  stood  meekly  before  her  hold- 
ing his  hat.  "I  have  been  a  heel," 
he  said,  "the  most  inadequate  father 
a  child  ever  had.  I  have  let  my 
own  selfish  grief  deny  her  both  fa- 
ther and  mother."  He  hesitated. 
"Last  night  I  kept  thinking  of  what 
you  said  about  my  losing  the  star. 
And  I  realized  you  were  right,  so  I 
let  Mrs.  Piney  go  home  for  Christ- 
mas, and  I  decided  to  make  Mitzie 
a  real  Christmas." 

Joan      was      wiping      her      eyes. 


"Come!"  she  said,  standing  quickly. 
"We  must  find  her.  It  is  much  too 
cold.     Where  can  we  look?" 

"Only  that  I  think  she  has  gone 
somewhere  to  find  the  star." 

"In  the  fields!"  Joan  said,  "She 
said  it  must  be  in  the  fields!" 

But  it  was  a  hopeless  task,  wading 
through  the  fields  in  the  blowing 
snow,  calling  for  Mitzie,  flashing 
the  light  across  the  stretches  of 
ominous  white,  while  consternation 
turned  to  terror. 

They  stopped  and  faced  each  oth- 
er. "We  could  call  the  police  from 
your  home.  It  is  nearer  than  mine," 
he  said. 

Then,  as  they  threw  open  her 
door  against  the  wind,  they  saw 
Mitzie  standing  there.  She  was 
gazing  at  the  silver  star  at  the  top 
of  the  tree. 

As  they  came  rushing  forward, 
she  turned  to  them,  her  face  alight 
with  rapture,  completely  unaware 
of  the  anxiety  she  had  caused. 
"Look!"  she  cried,  "The  Star!  I  have 
found  the  Jesus  Star!  It  is  on  the 
top  of  your  tree!" 

"Yes,  Mitzie,  darling,"  her  father 
said  in  penitent  tones,  as  he  gently 
took  the  sand  pail  from  her  hand 
and  set  it  on  the  floor.  Then  he 
held  the  little  hand  in  his  own. 

Joan  reached  for  the  other  hand. 
"It  is  the  star  we  had  all  three  lost, 
Mitzie.  But  truly  it  is  only  the 
picture  of  it.  The  real  Jesus  star  is 
in  people's  hearts." 

"And  we  will  keep  it  there  for- 
ever," Mitzie's  father  said. 

Then  he  walked  to  the  doorway 
and  taking  the  sprig  of  mistletoe 
from  it,  he  carried  it  back  to  hang 
it  from  a  dangling  Christmas  bell 
over  their  heads. 


34 


What  Is 

a  Work 

Meeting 

Leader? 


^*5=-^ 


Sylvia  Lundgien 

J3etween  the  innocence  of  youth  and  the  dignity  of  mature  sisters, 
we  find  the  dehghtfully  blessed  lady  called  the  work  meeting  leader. 

Work  meeting  leaders  come  from  various  backgrounds,  but  all  have 
the  same  possibilities  to  teach,  inspire,  and  uphold  the  standards  of  the 
Relief  Society  and  the  home,  and  to  enjoy  every  hour  spent  in  planning 
and  executing  the  plans,  and  to  protest  only  with  new  ideas  when  one 
work  meeting  is  completed  and  the  next  one  comes  into  view. 

Work  meeting  leaders  are  found  everywhere  —  in  department  stores, 
variety  stores,  antique  shops,  supermarkets,  attics,  basements,  back  yards, 
kitchens,  and  even  in  city  dumps.  They  are  planning,  always  planning  how 
to  inspire  all  members  to  use  their  own  talents  and  make  the  most  out  of 
what  they  have. 

Presidents  love  them,  counselors  counsel  with  them,  chairmen  work 
with  them,  and  husbands  and  children  wonder  what  they  are  doing  with 
all  that  junk. 

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A  work  meeting  leader  is  beauty  with  a  creative  mind,  wisdom  with 
glue  on  her  fingers  —  the  hope  of  the  Relief  Society,  with  scissors,  needles, 
and  thread  in  her  pockets. 

When  she  uses  long-range  plans,  her  Relief  Society  is  active  and 
happy  with  their  accomplishments,  but  when  she  plans  for  only  one 
month,  and  maybe  that  just  before  work  meeting,  she  is  not  successful  and 
Relief  Society  spirit  begins  to  lag. 

A  work  meeting  leader  is  a  composite.  She  has  an  appetite  for  work- 
meeting  luncheons,  the  disposition  of  an  angel,  the  curiosity  of  a  research 
laboratory,  the  energy  of  an  atomic  bomb,  the  imagination  of  a  great 
designer,  the  enthusiasm  of  a  firecracker.  When  she  plans  a  work  meet- 
ing she  draws  on  the  talents  of  all  the  sisters. 

She  likes  sisters  who  are  enthusiastic  chairmen,  who  arrive  on  time 
and  set  up  their  own  departments. 

She  is  not  enthusiastic  over  late  comers  and  early  goers,  nor  sisters 
who  work  reluctantly,  nor  demonstrations  poorly  planned.  Nobody  else 
is  so  early  to  arrive  or  so  late  to  go  home. 

Nobody  else  gets  so  much  inspiration  from  a  pretty  bottle,  tin  cans, 
bits  of  yarn,  scraps  of  material,  or  ten  cups  of  whole-wheat  flour. 

Nobody  else  can  cram  into  one  day  the  putting  on  of  a  quilt,  making 
pixie  dolls,  costume  jewelry,  burlap  carry-all  bags,  have  a  demonstration 
on  how  to  put  in  sleeves,  turn  a  collar,  hand-rub  furniture,  how  to  budget 
money,  make  strawberry  jam,  and  yet  have  hot  baked  bread  ready  for  lunch. 

Nobody  else  can  coordinate  her  chairmen  so  that  each  has  time  and 
materials  to  demonstrate. 

A  work  meeting  leader  is  a  magical  creature.  She  has  the  privilege 
as  no  other  to  use  any  and  all  who  have  talent.  She  can  reach  sisters  who 
can  be  reached  in  no  other  way.  She  can  make  the  new  timid  members 
feel  needed  and  appreciated.  She  can  go  into  the  home  of  an  inactive 
member  and  spy  a  work  of  art,  a  treasure  longing  to  be  shared  and  used. 
She  can  work  magic  in  getting  this  reluctant  sister  to  come  back  to  Relief 
Society. 

You  can  get  a  work  meeting  leader  out  of  the  chapel,  but  you  can't 
get  her  off  the  phone.  You  can  give  her  all  the  rope  she  needs,  and  she'll 
hang  your  work  meeting  on  top  with  activity  and  attendance.  Might  as 
well  give  up.  She  is  genius,  your  devoted  slave,  your  lifesaver,  the  back- 
bone of  your  work  meeting,  your  pillar  of  strength  and  a  real  sister  indeed. 

When  you  feel  your  resources  have  hit  bottom  and  your  budget  is 
overdrawn,  your  home-making  standards  need  to  be  raised,  but  you  don't 
know  how,  and  you  feel  frustrated  by  having  tried  and  failed,  she  can  cure 
all  your  ills  with  the  magic  of  attending  just  one  work  meeting. 

We  are  so  thankful  for  work  meeting  leaders! 


36 


Playtime  Recipes 


Janet  W.  Bieeze 


ome 

inside  and  out 


Teaching  a  child  the  joy  of  creativity 
can  be  even  more  rewarding  if  "raw"  ma- 
terials are  used.  Paint  and  clay  can  be 
purchased  in  a  store,  but  it  is  much  more 
fun  to  see  how  they  are  made.  The  fol- 
lowing "kitchen-type"  craft  materials  can 
be  stored  to  use  another  time.  Put  the 
finger  paint  and  the  soap  bubbles  in  small 
jars,  and  the  play  dough  in  a  plastic  bag. 

Finger  Paint 

2  c.  laundry  starch  (or  flour) 

1  c.  soap  flakes  (neither  detergents  nor 
soap  powders  will  do) 

Water  to  make  a  thick,  slippery  con- 
sistency. 

Color  with  either  poster  paint  or  food 
coloring.  Use  on  wet,  non-absorbent 
paper.  Real  finger  paint  paper  is  slick  on 
one  side.  Glazed  shelf  paper  can  be  used 
and  so  can  oilcloth.  One  advantage  of 
oilcloth  is  that  it  can  be  washed  and  used 
again.  Homemade  finger  paint  requires 
periodic  thinning  with  water. 


1  c.  flour 
%  c.  salt 


Play  Dough 


1  tsp.  powdered  alum  (preferable) 
or 

1  tbsp.  salad  oil  as  a  binder 

Food  coloring  added  to  enough  water 
to  make  desired  pliable  consistency. 

Knead  as  you  would  bread  dough  until 
workable. 

Soap  Bubbles 

Add  /4  c.  liquid  dishwashing  deter- 
gent to  K  c.  water 

Carefully  stir  in  i  tbsp.  sugar  (try  to 
avoid  suds.) 

Bubbles  are  blown  by  dipping  straws, 
empty  thread  spools,  or  funnels,  into  the 
mixture  to  obtain  a  film  over  the  opening. 
The  last  inch  of  a  straw  can  be  cut  ver- 
tically into  fours,  making  it  possible  to 
blow  larger  bubbles. 


'  ^"  k. 


fj/^^ 


37 


Ear 
Huggers 


Nice 


Shirley  Thulin 


I  F  your  little  girl  has  lost  her  warm  ear-hugging  hat,  you  can  make 
this  attractive  one  to  replace  it.  Little  girls  love  these  hats,  and  they 
are  ideal  to  wear  with  a  pony  tail. 

You  can  make  one  from  felt,  wool,  or  corduroy.  If  you  use  wool 
or  corduroy,  you  will  have  to  hem  or  bind  the  edges. 

You  will  need  two  pieces  of  material  each  about  16  inches  long 
and  four  inches  wide,  some  bright  metallic  or  colorful  rickrack  for 
the  trim,  and  two  ties  about  10  inches  long. 

To  make  a  pattern  to  guide  your  cutting,  make  a  line  16  inches 
long  on  heavy  paper.  Find  the  center  of  the  line  and  make  a  mark. 
Four  inches  straight  up  from  this  mark,  make  another  mark  (Figure 
1). 


16   — 

Figure  1 


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EAR   MUGGERS  ARE   NICE 


Figure  2 

Now,  starting  from  one  end  of  the  16-inch  Hne,  draw  a  rounded 
line  curving  up  from  the  end  to  the  center  mark  (Figure  2).  Make 
another  rounded  Hne  from  the  center  mark  to  the  other  end  of  the 
16-inch  hne.To  be  sure  it  is  the  same  as  the  first  curved  hne,  it  would 
be  best  to  fold  the  paper  in  half  and  check. 


Seam    along    top, 
joining    front    and    back 
sections 


Figure  3 

You  will  now  have  a  semicircle  with  the  base  16  inches  long, 
and  four  inches  through  at  the  widest  part  (Figure  3).  You  will 
need  two  of  these  semi-circle  pieces,  one  for  the  back  of  the  hat  and 
one  for  the  front. 


Figure  4 

Make  four  small  darts  in  the  back  piece  on  the  straight  edge 
to  shape  the  back  of  the  head  (Figure  4).  The  two  center  darts 
should  be  two  inches  long  and  about  Vs  inch  deep,  two  outside 
darts,  one  inch  long  and  Ys  inch  deep.  The  darts  should  be  about 
%  inch  apart. 

How  to  make  seam:  Machine  stitch  the  two  pieces  (front  and 
back  pieces)  together  along  the  rounded  edge,  then  stitch  the  trim 
all  around  the  straight  edges.  Now  make  the  two  ties  and  stitch  one 
to  each  end.  The  ties  can  be  yarn,  braided,  or  bias  tape,  or  a  string 
made  of  the  same  material  the  hat  is  made  from. 

To  trim  the  hat,  you  can  make  it  as  simple  or  as  fancy  as  you 
wish.  Just  a  single  row  of  rickrack  does  nicely,  or  you  can  use  lace, 
angora  yarn,  several  rows  of  metallic  trim,  or  even  a  leftover  piece 
of  fur. 


39 


Part  IV -Dried  Beans 

Marion  Bennion,  Ph.D. 
Chairman,  Department  of  Food  and  Nutrition 

Sadie  O.  Morris,  Ph.D. 

Department  of  Food  and  Nutrition 
Brigham  Young  University 

Dried  beans  and  peas  have  been  old  friends  to  many  homemakers  for  years. 
They  have  found  them  a  bargain  —  an  inexpensive  source  of  protein,  calories, 
B  vitamins,  and  iron.  The  addition  of  a  little  meat  or  cheese  to  bean  dishes 
makes  the  protein  even  better  quality. 

The  water  lost  in  the  ripening  and  drying  of  beans  must  be  replaced  in 
soaking  and  cooking  and  this  process  has  required  hours  of  time.  In  this  day  of 
busy  time  schedules  the  modern  homemaker  has  sometimes  found  this  incon- 
venient. However,  at  the  present  time  there  are  many  short  cuts  which  may  be 
used  to  decrease  the  time  required  in  preparation. 

A  rapid  method  of  soaking  beans  is  to  start  by  boiling  them  in  water  to 
cover  for  two  minutes,  removing  from  heat  and  letting  covered  pan  stand  one 
hour.    The  beans  are  then  ready  to  cook  in  the  water  used  for  soaking. 

When  hard  water  only  is  available  the  cooking  time  may  be  reduced  by 
adding  a  small  amount  of  baking  soda  to  the  soaking  water.  Do  not  use  more 
than  Vb  tsp.  baking  soda  per  pint  of  water.  Larger  amounts  will  cause  the  beans 
to  be  soft  and  mushy  and  will  reduce  the  nutritive  value.  For  one  cup  of 
small  red  or  pinto  beans,  use  about  3  cups  of  soaking  water.  After  soaking  add 
one  tsp.  salt  and  boil  gently  about  two  hours.  The  use  of  a  pressure  saucepan 
for  cooking  at  15  lb.  pressure  after  soaking  will  reduce  cooking  time  to  5-10 
minutes.  If  a  pressure  saucepan  is  used  only  2  cups  of  water  are  required 
in  the  soaking  process  and  no  soda  should  be  added.  If  the  beans  tend  to  form 
a  great  deal  of  foam  during  cooking,  a  tablespoon  of  drippings  or  other  fat 
added  to  the  cooking  water  should  prevent  this. 

After  the  beans  have  been  cooked  they  may  be  used  in  a  variety  of  dishes. 


40 


% 


Dry  Bean  Recipes 

SAVORY   BEANS   AND   MEAT   BALLS 

1  lb.  ground  beef 
1/4  c.  finely  cut  onion 
c.  evaporated  milk 
c.  bread  crumbs 
1V4  tsp.  salt 

tsp.  chili  powder 
tsp.  pepper 

1  tbsp.  shortening 
V2  c.  finely  cut  onion 

2  c.  baked  beans 
I/4  c.  catsup 

2  tbsp.  brown  sugar 
14  tsp.  dry  mustard 

Mix  meat  well  with  onion,  milk, 
bread  crumbs,  and  seasoning.  Wet 
hands  and  shape  into  12  balls.  Brown 
meat  balls  in  shortening  and  finely  cut 
onion.  Spoon  off  any  drippings  around 
meat  balls  in  skillet.  Add  mixture  of 
baked  beans,  catsup,  brown  sugar,  and 
mustard.  Cover  and  cook  over  low 
heat  for  10  minutes.  Makes  4  serv- 
ings. 

BAKED  BEANS 


1/4 


cups  pinto  or  other  dried  beans 
pound  salt  pork 


1  medium  onion 


1/4 


tsp.  salt 
c.  molasses 
tsp.  dry  mustard 
tbsp.  sugar 


Wash  beans  and  discard  imperfect 
ones.  Cover  with  6  cups  of  water, 
boil  2  minutes,  cover  and  soak  1  hour 
before  cooking.  Cook  in  soaking  water 
until  tender,  about  2  hours,  covered. 
During  last  45  minutes  of  cooking  add 
salt  pork.  Drain  and  pour  beans  and 
salt  pork  into  baking  pan.  Bring 
drained  liquid  to  boiling  point  and  add 
salt,  molasses,  mustard,  and  sugar. 
Pour  mixture  over  beans  and  add 
enough  more  water  to  cover  beans. 
Cover  pan  and  bake  3  hours  at  300°  F. 
Then  uncover  and  bake  V2  hour  more. 
Serves  6. 


CHILI 

2  tbsp.  bacon  drippings 

%   c.  chopped  onion 

V^  lb.  ground  beef 
2V2  c.  cooked  dry  beans 

%  c.   minced  pepper 
2-21/2  cups  canned  tomatoes 

1  bay  leaf,  crushed 

2  tbsp.  sugar 

3-5  tsp.  chili  powder 
salt  and  pepper 

Brown  onion  in  drippings.  Add  meat 
and  cook  slowly  for  a  few  minutes, 
stirring  occasionally.  Add  remaining 
ingredients,  season,  and  simmer  until 
meat  is  tender  and  flavors  are  blended, 
about  30  minutes.     Serves  4. 


3 
1 
2 


BEANS  AND  BACON   CASSEROLE 

c.  cooked  dry  beans 

c.  canned  tomatoes 

tbsp.  chopped  green  pepper 

c.  chopped  onion 

tsp.  salt 

tsp.  chili  powder 

garlic  salt 

strips  bacon,  fried,  but  not  crisp 


Combine  all  ingredients  except  ba- 
con. Turn  into  greased  baking  dish. 
Arrange  bacon  strips  over  top.  Bake 
at  350°  F.  for  1  hour.     Serves  4. 


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JANUARY   1964 


Delia  deed's  Hobby  Is  Making  Gifts 

Della  Bowcutt  Gleed,  Malad,  Idaho,  is  so  versatile  and  so  busy  with  her 
needle  and  her  crochet  hook  that  she  is  known  to  Relief  Society  and  to  her 
many  friends,  as  a  maker  of  lovely  gifts.  As  quilting  chairman  of  the  Malad 
Third  Ward  Relief  Society,  for  four  years,  she  has  marked  and  prepared  many 
quilts  for  the  sisters  for  work  meeting  day.  A  large  number  of  beautifully 
designed  quilts  which  she  has  completed  adorn  the  homes  of  her  friends  and 
neighbors,  as  well  as  the  homes  of  many  relatives.  She  has  crocheted  a  pair 
of  slippers  for  each  of  her  forty-one  grandchildren.  She  has  also  made  pixie 
dolls  for  gifts,  terry  cloth  pillows,  satin  smocked  pillows,  and  clown  dolls  made 
from  old  stockings.  She  has  knitted  many  stocking  caps,  and  has  recently 
completed  eight  crib  quilts,  a  number  of  braided  rugs,  and  has  crocheted  a 
large  variety  of  gift  items.  She  sews  expertly  and  is  especially  noted  for  the 
beautiful  aprons  she  designs  and  for  the  children's  clothing  which  she  care- 
fully cuts  and  sews. 

In  addition  to  her  duties  as  work  meeting  leader,  Mrs.  Gleed  has  served 
for  many  years  as  a  faithful  and  beloved  visiting  teacher. 


42 


K/SS 
of  the 

WIND 


Rosa  Lee  Lloyd 
Chapter  7 


««&. 


Why  would  she  do  such  a  thing?'' 
Ben  demanded  after  Pixie  and 
Tutu  had  left  the  room.  "Why 
would  my  little  daughter  want  to 
look  like  that!'' 

Luana  smiled,  wistfully.  "She's 
fifteen,  darling,"  she  said.  "Have 
you  forgotten  how  it  is  to  be  fif- 
teen? How  you  yearned  to  attract 
a  special  girl?" 

"I  wouldn't  have  looked  at  a 
girl  with  hair  like  that!"  he 
stormed. 

"Of  course  not,"  Luana  agreed. 
"Pixie  didn't  want  hair  that  color. 
She  tried  to  be  a  honey-blond, 
and  turned  out  to  be  an  orange 
one." 

"Her  own  hair  is  pretty 
enough,"  he  came  back  fiercely. 
"She's  the  cutest  girl  on  the  whole 
island.  She  looked  like  a  little 
princess  when  she  danced  with 
Phil  at  the  Gala  Room.  .  .  ."  His 
voice  was  calmer.  "I  was  so  proud 
of  them,  Luana  .  .  .  fine,  upright 


children  —  natural  as  the  sun- 
shine." 

"I  know,"  she  answered,  "but 
try  to  understand  why  she  did 
it,  Ben.  There  is  a  boy  she  wants 
to  notice  her.  He  is  attracted  to 
a  pretty  blond.  ..." 

"Then  he  isn't  the  right  boy 
for  her,"  he  interrupted.  "She  can 
attract  her  own  kind  in  her  own 
way.  She  is  pretty  enough." 

Luana  nodded,  but  her  eyes 
did  not  quite  agree  with  him. 

"Yes  .  .  .  her  own  shade  of  hair 
is  best  for  her.  It  is  for  any  girl. 
But  we  must  help  her  in  other 
ways,  darling.  She  must  have 
braces  on  her  teeth  this  year." 

Ben  paced  back  and  forth 
across  the  room.  At  last  he 
stopped  before  Luana. 

"Do  you  think  I  haven't 
thought  of  that?"  he  questioned. 
"We'll  get  the  braces,  if  I  have 
to  sell  the  plantation  to  the  cor- 
poration." 


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JANUARY   1964 


''No  —  not  that!''  Luana  said. 
"This  plantation  is  our  home.  I 
don't  want  you  to  work  under 
pressure.  I  want  to  live  here  al- 
ways. I  want  to  make  our  living 
here." 

Ben  bent  his  head.  He  was 
quiet  for  a  moment.  When  he 
looked  at  her  again,  his  eyes  were 
steady  and  confident. 

"We'll  get  along,"  he  said.  "We 
always  do,  sweetheart.  I'll  talk 
to  Pixie  now." 

Luana  touched  his  cheek.  "Be 
gentle  with  her.  She  loves  you 
dearly  and  wants  to  please  you." 

His  brows  puckered  together, 
thoughtfully. 

"I  want  to  say  something  that 
will  make  her  realize  that  it's  not 
the  color  of  her  hair  that  wins 
love  —  it's  what  she  radiates  — 
it's  what  she  really  is." 

"She  needs  to  know  that," 
Luana  said,  "but  now  —  we  must 
do  something  about  her  hair.  We 
could  take  her  to  a  good  beauty 
salon." 

"Could  they  change  it  to  her 
own  color?"  he  asked,  hopefully. 

"I  think  so.  .  .  .  They  retouch 
it  some  way,  but  it's  expensive," 
she  added. 

"It  won't  break  us,"  he  smiled, 
"but  she  needs  a  lesson.  Some- 
thing that  will  remind  her  that 
mistakes  cost  money  sometimes." 

"How  about  making  her  pay 
for  it  out  of  her  baby-sitting 
money?  She  has  been  saving  for 
a  camping  trip." 

"That's  it!"  Ben  said.  "Call  the 
beauty  salon  and  see  if  they  can 
take  her  right  away.  I'll  drive  her 
there.  I  don't  want  anyone  to  see 
her  with  hair  like  that!" 


The  twins  were  up  at  five 
o'clock  on  their  birthday.  They 
came  romping  to  Luana's  and 
Ben's  bedroom,  their  ruddy  faces 
glowing  with  joy. 

"Look,  Mama,"  Benjy  whis- 
pered, snuggling  his  face  against 
hers.  "We're  thirteen.  Mama.  Are 
you  awake?" 

"Yes,  dear,"  Luana  answered, 
as  she  pulled  Bo  down  beside  her, 
too.  "Happy  birthday,  my  dar- 
lings." 

"Can  we  start  on  the  picnic 
early?"  Bo  asked.  "We  told  Sam 
Henri  and  Hiki  and  all  the  others 
we  invited  that  we  would  start 
at  six." 

Luana  sat  up. 

"Well!  That  is  early.  You  boys 
take  your  swim  right  away.  Then 
you  can  help  with  the  lunch.  Let's 
see  —  we  decided  on  peanut 
butter  and  coconut  sandwiches 
and  big  red  apples.  ..." 

"And  tuna  sandwiches,  too," 
Bo  added. 

"And  bananas  and  grapes  so 
Toki  can  eat,  too,"  Benjy  said. 

"That's  right,"  Luana  agreed. 
"Toki  is  part  of  our  family  now. 
We'll  need  a  big  jug  of  poi  and 
potato  chips." 

"And  one  of  our  birthday 
cakes,"  Bo  chimed  in.  "We  have 
two  cakes.  Mama." 

"Yes  —  we'll  have  the  other 
one  for  our  family.  You  remem- 
ber that  Daddy  likes  our  family 
dinner  after  party  guests  have 
gone  home." 

"Are  we  having  a  luau,  too, 
Mama?"  Bo  wanted  to  know. 

"Not  a  real  luau,"  she  ex- 
plained. "Our  pig  will  be  roasted 
in    the    roaster  —   not    cooked 


44 


KISS  OF  THE  WIND 


under  the  ground  on  hot  coals." 

^'Oh,  sure,"  he  laughed.  "I  re- 
member." 

"I  wonder  what  I'll  get  for  my 
birthday?"  Benjy  mused  out  loud. 

Bo  looked  at  him,  disdainfully. 

"Come  on,  dopey!"  he  yelled 
as  he  dashed  toward  the  lagoon. 

Luana  watched  them  as  they 
ran  through  the  sky-blue  jacaran- 
das  and  the  brilliant  pink  flowers 
that  were  opening  their  petals  in 
the  early  sunshine. 

Everything  is  so  fresh  and 
alive,  she  thought.  She  drew  a 
long  breath,  loving  the  fragrance 
of  the  flowery,  sweet-smelling 
morning.  She  could  see  the  daz- 
zling blue  sky  and  the  bright  blue 
water  of  the  lagoon  reflecting  the 
great  white  cotton-puff  clouds 
drifting   lazily   against    the    sun. 

This  was  her  own  picture  of 
paradise,  she  told  herself  with  a 
long  rapturous  sigh.  This  was 
morning  on  the  Pacific,  on  the 
long  blue  swells  that  washed  the 
shores  of  the  Hawaiian  Islands. 
Midnight,  moonlight,  and  blue- 
velvet  twilight  were  equally  en- 
trancing, she  thought,  remember- 
ing that  she  had  chosen  early 
dawn  for  her  own  painting.  That 
is  when  the  wind  kisses  the  waves 
and  they  linger  breathlessly  for 
that  kiss.  She  had  named  her 
painting  ''Kiss  of  the  Wind."  It 
was  more  than  a  title.  It  meant 
her  love  for  all  that  was  dear  to 
her  —  for  all  that  Hawaii  had 
given  to  her  —  her  family,  her 
home,  her  friends.  "Thank  you, 
dear  Heavenly  Father,"  she  mur- 
mured as  she  turned  from  the 
window  and  hurried  to  the  kitch- 
en. 


By  six  o'clock  they  were  ready 
for  the  drive  to  the  rolling  hills 
only  three  miles  away.  It  was  an 
ideal  place  for  a  picnic,  with  a 
broad  valley  view. 

Philip  led  the  party  in  his  own 
jeep.  Benjy  and  Bo  were  with 
him.  Ben  followed,  with  the  rest 
of  the  family  in  the  station  wag- 
on. They  were  ,to  meet  their 
guests  at  the  valley-top. 

When  they  arrived  at  Hill 
Slope,  they  parked  their  cars  be- 
side the  fields  of  yellow  poppies. 

Margaret  stood  entranced. 
"Such  color!"  she  exclaimed.  "It 
is  an  artist's  duty  to  give  this 
glory  to  the  world!" 

"It  is  indeed!"  Tutu  said. 

"Each  place  seems  lovelier  than 
the  last  one,"  Margaret  went  on. 
"I  can't  decide  which  to  choose. 
But  I  must  do  so  soon." 

"There's  a  good  view  of  Hale- 
akala,  the  world's  largest  extinct 
volcano,"  Ben  told  her.  "There  — 
to  your  right." 

"Oh,  yes!  It  must  be  thousands 
of  feet  to  the  rim,"  she  said. 

"Ten  thousand,"  Ben  answered. 
"We  will  take  you  there  before 
you  leave.  But  now  —  let's  pic- 
nic!" 

Soft  cool  air  floated  over  them 
as  they  started  up  the  valley. 

"What  long  grass!"  Margaret 
called  out.  "And  so  green!" 

Benjy  and  Bo  were  far  up  the 
valley  with  their  young  friends. 
Luana  could  hear  them  laughing 
and  whistling  to  each  other. 
When  she  heard  a  loud  whooping 
and  yelling,  she  knew  they  had 
reached  the  first  big  hau  tree  — 
one  that  would  be  just  right  for 
climbing  and  swinging. 


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JANUARY  1964 


When  the  rest  of  them  reached 
the  big  tree,  the  children  were 
completely  hidden  in  its  tangled, 
leafy  branches.  They  climbed 
like  monkeys,  laughing  and  call- 
ing to  each  other  until  they 
reached  the  tiptop  branches. 
Then  each  of  them  straddled  a 
long  limber  branch  and  came 
swooping  down  with  a  wild  yell 
that  echoed  across  the  valley. 

"Try  it,  Aunt  Margaret!" 

Benjy  came  running  to  her 
after  he  landed  on  the  grass. 
"Mama  did  once.  It  doesn't  hurt. 
Does  it.  Mama?" 

L  u  a  n  a  laughed.  "Once  is 
enough!"  she  said.  "That's  a  good 
sport  for  sturdy  boys.  Not  ladies. 
Let  Aunt  Margaret  wait  until  we 
make  our  slide.  That's  thrilling 
enough  for  girls." 

"It  sure  is,"  Emma  Lu  spoke 
up.  "I  haven't  done  anything 
that  crazy  for  three  years." 

"Let  me  take  Toki  up  the  tree, 
Emma  Lu,"  Benjy  coaxed.  "He'll 
like  it." 

"He's  happy  right  here  on  my 
shoulder,"  she  said.  "He  might 
get  lost  in  those  branches." 

"Yes  —  he  might,"  Benjy 
agreed  with  a  reluctant  shrug. 
"He  sure  might." 

A  FTER  the  second  ride  in  the  hau 
tree  they  started  up  the  trail 
again.  As  they  walked  along,  each 
gathered  ti  leaves.  They  were 
long  shiny  leaves  that  grew  close 
to  the  ground. 

Ben,  who  was  walking  ahead 
of  the  others,  called  back  that  he 
had  found  a  place  for  the  slide. 
He  was  standing  near  a  smooth 
grassy    hillside    with    an    incHne 


that  was  not  too  steep. 

"That's  a  sissy  slide,"  Bo  pro- 
tested. 

"This  is  steep  enough,"  Ben 
insisted.  "And  not  too  steep  for 
Tutu." 

He  looked  meaningly  at  his 
twin  boys.  "We  must  remember 
that  it  was  Tutu  who  taught  us 
how  to  slide  this  way.  When  she 
was  younger  she  could  take  the 
steeper  slides.  Now  she  needs  an 
easy,  gentle  slope  like  this.  I'll  go 
first,  to  smooth  the  grass.  Then 
we'll  let  Tutu  slide  after  me,  be- 
cause they  go  faster  as  each  one 
goes  down.  Phil  —  help  me  carry 
Tutu." 

They  crossed  hands  and  made 
a  carriage  for  Tutu.  She  put  an 
arm  around  each  of  their  shoul- 
ders, and  off  they  went  up  the 
hillside.  When  they  reached  the 
top  of  the  hill,  Ben  sat  down  on 
his  ti  leaves.  He  pulled  the  long 
stalks  up  in  front  of  him.  Then 
he  moved  himself  forward  until 
he  began  to  slide  down  the  hill- 
side through  the  tall,  wet  grass. 
He  waited  at  the  bottom  of  the 
hill  so  he  could  catch  Tutu. 

"That  was  fun!"  she  laughed. 
"Try  it,  Margaret.  It's  getting 
slicker  now." 

Margaret's  ride  was  faster  than 
Tutu's.  A  little  wet  pool  of  mud 
was  forming  at  the  bottom  of 
the  slide.  By  the  time  it  was 
Luana's  turn,  the  grass  was 
packed  down  and  very  slippery. 

"Slick  as  a  ski  hill!"  Luana 
laughed  as  Ben  caught  her  at  the 
bottom.  "Your  turn,  Emma  Lu." 

"Not  me!  The  Mainland  has 
made  a  sissy  out  of  me,"  she 
called  out. 


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The  boys  had  a  rollicking  time 
for  the  next  hour,  laughing  and 
sliding  and  splashing  mud  all  over 
each  other.  They  were  covered 
from  top  to  bottom. 

''Time  to  wash  up,"  Ben  said. 
"That  picnic  lunch  will  taste 
mighty  good  after  these  mud 
pies." 

They  found  a  stream  in  the 
poppy  field  and  waded  there  in 
the  bubbling  water.  Tutu  had 
brought  a  bar  of  soap  in  her  muu- 
muu  pocket,  and  each  took  a  turn 
washing  off  the  mud.  Then  they 
went  to  the  jeeps  and  station 
wagon  to  change  into  clean,  dry 
clothes. 

Luana  spread  a  large  straw  mat 
on  the  grass,  while  Philip  brought 
the  picnic  baskets  brimming  with 
food.  There  were  wooden  bowls 
for  poi  and  mugs  for  pine  and 
mint  punch.  A  large,  high  basket 
held  the  birthday  cake.  There 
were  dozens  of  sandwiches  and 
large,  crunchy  chips,  and  sweet 
pickles. 

When  everyone  was  seated  on 
the  grass  around  the  mat,  Ben 
asked  Phihp  to  say  the  blessing. 

Luana  thought  she  had  never 
heard  him  offer  such  a  heart- 
warming prayer.  Words  of  grati- 
tude came  from  his  heart  with 
freshened  vigor  and  meaning.  Un- 
til this  moment  she  had  not 
realized  how  mature  her  oldest 
son  had  became. 

There  was  a  hushed  silence 
when  Philip  said  "Amen,"  as  if 
each  one  had  felt  the  love  and 
gratitude  he  expressed. 

"Well  .  .  ."  Ben  said  at  last, 
"shall  we  taste  Mama's  good 
sandwiches?  Margaret,  would  you 


like  one  of  tuna?  We  catch  these 
fish  in  our  own  lagoon.  Tuna  is 
our  mainstay  in  these  parts." 

Soon  the  children  were  eating 
as  though  they  had  never  tasted 
anything  so  good. 

Sam  Henri,  a  little  Japanese 
boy  with  a  cute,  winsome  smile, 
looked  up  at  Tutu. 

"My  mother  says  you  make  the 
best  poi  in  all  Hawaii,"  he  said. 
"She  was  almost  afraid  to  send 
some  of  her  Japanese  sushi  to 
drop  in  your  poi." 

"Japanese  sushi!"  Tutu  ex- 
claimed. "Those  are  vinegar  rice 
balls.  We  will  love  them,  Sam 
Henri." 

Sam  Henri  jumped  to  his  feet 
and  ran  to  the  jeep.  He  came 
back  with  a  covered  basket  filled 
with  tasty  rice  balls. 

"Mm-m-m!  Good!"  Margaret 
said,  as  she  ate  one.  "That's  a 
new  taste  for  me.  I  thought  I  had 
tasted  everything." 

"Sam  Henri,"  Tutu  said,  "you 
tell  your  mother  that  I  think  she 
makes  the  best  sushi  in  all 
Hawaii!" 

After  luncheon  they  leaned 
back  in  the  tall  grass  and  rested 
in  the  afternoon  sunshine.  Tutu 
told  them  Bible  stories  and 
legends  of  old  Hawaii.  Gradually, 
she  led  them  into  Sunday  School 
songs,  and  the  valley  echoed  with 
their  joyous  young  voices. 

As  the  sun  moved  toward  the 
west,  Luana,  sitting  beside  Tutu, 
spoke  to  her  in  a  low  voice.  "Sing 
the  'Star-Spangled  Banner'  so 
everyone  will  stand  up.  Benjy  has 
been  sleeping  long  enough." 

So  they  sang  the  "Star-Span- 


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gled  Banner,"  and  tears  glistened 
in  Margaret's  eyes  as  she  looked 
from  one  face  to  another,  Hawai- 
ian, Japanese,  Filipino,  Chinese, 
and  Haole. 

''Such  devotion,"  she  mur- 
mured. 

"All  Americans,"  Luana  an- 
swered. "They  know  all  five 
verses.  Listen!" 

As  the  sun  turned  coral  in  the 
west,  they  went  happily  home- 
ward. Philip  led  the  way.  They 
were  still  singing  as  they  rode 
down  the  valley  road. 

Gaily  colored  lanterns  were 
lighted  in  the  garden,  where  the 
table  was  set  for  the  birthday 
cake.  There  were  thirteen  candles 
for  each  boy.  Family  presents 
were  piled  high  on  two  little 
tables  beside  the  big  one. 

Benjy  jumped  for  joy  when  he 
saw  his  new  steel  guitar.  He  gave 
everyone  a  hug  and  a  kiss.  But 
Bo  was  very  quiet  as  he  un- 
wrapped his  large  painting  set. 

Luana,  watching  him  closely, 
wanted  him  to  be  pleased  with  it. 
She  hoped  he  would  understand 
that  they  had  given  him  an  ex- 
pensive set  because  they  appreci- 
ated his  talent  and  wanted  him 
to  develop  it. 

His  fingers  moved  across  the 
pallet,  then  he  carefully  lifted 
each  tube  of  paint  and  each  box 
of  crayons.  He  felt  the  quality  of 
the  drawing  paper.  At  last  he 
looked  at  Luana  and  Ben  and  his 
blue  eyes  were  luminous. 

"Thanks,"  he  said  in  a  quiet 
voice.  "How  did  you  know  ...  I 
.  .  .  wanted  this?" 

"We   know   what    you    need," 


Luana  answered.  "You  have  a 
wonderful  talent.  Bo.  We  are  so 
glad  you  are  pleased  with  your 
present." 

"It's  —  the  —  greatest!"  he 
said  with  a  kind  of  rapture  in  his 
eyes. 

"Anybody  home?"  a  strong, 
manly  voice  called  from  the  lanai. 

Everyone  turned  to  greet  Elder 
Farnsworth,  the  branch  presi- 
dent. He  was  a  tall,  slender,  kind- 
ly man  with  gray  hair  streaked 
by  the  sun.  His  dark  eyes  were 
deep  set  and  sincere.  Everyone 
in  the  branch  loved  him  dearly. 
He  had  an  understanding  heart 
and  seemed  able  to  discern  what 
troubled  people  without  question- 
ing them. 

"Happy  birthday,  boys,"  he 
said,  smiling  at  Benjy  and  Bo. 
"I'm  not  really  an  uninvited 
guest.  Your  brother  Philip  in- 
vited me." 

"I  surely  did!"  Philip  said, 
coming  forward  to  stand  beside 
Elder  Farnsworth.  "I  thought 
this  would  be  a  good  time  to  tell 
my  family,  when  we're  all  to- 
gether. You  see,  Mother  and 
Dad,"  his  eyes  met  theirs,  "I  have 
been  asked  about  going  on  a 
mission.  Elder  Farnsworth  has 
come  to  talk  to  you  about  it." 

Luana  was  not  sure  how  she 
got  through  the  next  half  hour. 
She  was  gracious  and  cordial  to 
Elder  Farnsworth.  She  was  hum- 
bly grateful  that  Phihp  was 
worthy  to  be  called,  but,  later, 
she  lay  in  bed  wide-eyed  and 
sleepless.  Where  was  the  money 
coming  from  to  send  Philip  on 
his  mission? 


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KISS  OF  THE  WIND 

Ben  slept  restlessly  beside  her.  Margaret  did  not  need  the  money 

She  slipped  out  of  bed  without  from  the  contest  the  way  Luana 

disturbing  him.  She  would  go  to  needed  it.   She   did  not  have  a 

her  lagoon  where  she  had  always  teenage  girl  who  needed  to  have 

gone  to  think  and  pray  when  she  her  teeth  straightened;  no  daugh- 

needed  help.  ter    who    must    have    a    pretty 

It  was  one  of  those  Hawaiian  wedding;   no  son  who  had  been 

nights    with    a    great,    lustrous  called  on  a  mission;  no  twin  boys 

pearly    moon    that    turned    the  who  needed  lessons  in  art  and 

white  sand  into  glistening  crystal,  music.  Margaret's  husband  was  a 

A  soft,  feathery  wind  rippled  the  successful     business     man,     and 

blue  velvet  waves  in  enchanting  Margaret's  paintings  had  sold  for 

rhythm.   No  one  could  see  this  large    sums    of    money.    Didn't 

lagoon  in  the  moonlight  and  not  Margaret  realize   that   Ben   was 

yearn  to  see  it  again  and  again  striving  to  hold  on  to  this  planta- 

and  again.  tion? 

Her   heart   beat   up    into   her  Why,   oh,   why,    Luana   asked 

throat!  There,  on  the  beach,  was  herself  with  a  sob,  did  this  con- 

a  woman  sitting  before  an  easel,  test  mean  so  much  to  Margaret? 

painting  a  picture  of  her  lagoon.  Why  did  she  work  so  desperate- 

It  was  Margaret!  ly  now  in  the  middle  of  the  night? 

Luana  stood  in  stunned  silence  Quietly    Luana    knelt    on    the 

as  she  realized  that  Margaret,  too,  sandy  beach,  lifting  her  heart  in 

had  decided  that  this  particular  prayer.  She  asked  her  Heavenly 

place  would  make  a  perfect  paint-  Father  to  free  her  from  selfish- 

ing  for  the  contest.  ness  and   resentment  and   cruel 

The  white  sand  was  cold  be-  jealousy  of  Margaret.  Her  heart 

neath  Luana's  feet.  She  shivered,  cried  out  in  remorse.  She  could 

although   the    night   was    warm,  not  bear  to  feel  this  way.   Her 

Covering  her  face  with  her  hands.  Heavenly  Father  must  know  that 

she  tried  to  hold  back  the  resent-  she  was  not  asking  to  win  the 

ment    that    almost    choked    her.  contest  for  herself,  but  only  for 

She  was  ashamed  of  the  thoughts  her  husband  and  her  children, 

that  tumbled  through  her  mind.  (To  be  concluded) 


Exile 

Gilean   Douglas 

And  now  I  go  from  water  —  from  the  sound 

Which  has  caressed  me  through  the  nights  and  days. 

My  feet  will  turn  to  distant,  arid  ways  — 

And  sometimes  stand  quite  still  on  desert  ground 

Because  the  wind  through  dusty  palms  has  sighed 

Like  sleepy  water  on  an  ebbing  tide. 


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FROM  THE  FIELD 


General  Secretary-Treasurer  Hulda  Parker 

All  material  submitted  for  publication  in  this  department  should  be  sent  through 
stake  and  mission  Relief  Society  presidents.  See  regulations  governing  the  submittal  of 
material  for  "Notes  From  the  Field"  in  the  Magazine  for  January  1958,  page  47,  and 
in  the  Relief  Society  Handbook  oi  Instiuctions. 

RELIEF  SOCIETY  ACTIVITIES 


Central  German  Mission,  Rhine-Ruhr  District  Singing   Mothers  Present  Music  for  District  Conference 

March  1963 

Seated  at  the  right  in  the  second  row:  Ruby  Mae  Richards,  former  presi- 
dent, Central  German  Mission  Relief  Society;  seated,  front  row,  at  the  right: 
Katherine  M.  Miller,  chorister. 

Sister  Richards  reports:  "This  fine  chorus  furnished  the  music  for  the 
March  district  conference  at  Duesseldorf.  Sister  Miller  is  the  wife  of  the 
building  supervisor  in  Essen.  We  are  very  proud  of  our  chorus,  and  especially 
proud  of  Sister  Miller.  She  has  had  years  of  experience  as  chorister  in  her 
stake  in  Ogden,  Utah.  With  her  talent  and  her  sweet,  loving  personality,  she 
had  our  sisters  singing  like  angels,  in  spite  of  the  fact  she  could  speak  only  a 
few  words  of  German. 

"Also  participating  at  the  conference  as  organist  was  Sister  Koehler; 
also  present  was  Martha  Amenda,  President  of  the  Rhine-Ruhr  District  Relief 
Society." 

Ruth  Watkins  Benson  is  the  new  president  of  the  Central  German  Mission. 


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Torrance  Stake    (Colifornia)   Singing   Mnfhpn:  Pre«(pnf  Music  f_.    ^ ^ 

May  12,  1963 

Mary  Jane  Rahlf,  President,  Torrance  Stake  Relief  Society,  stands  second 
from  the  right  in  the  front  row;  Kathryn  L.  Squire,  former  president,  stands 
at  the  left  in  the  front  row;  Norma  I.  Gagon,  chorister,  stands  next  to  Sister 
Squire;  Jean  L.  Terry,  accompanist,  is  seated  at  the  piano. 

Sister  Rahlf  reports:  "This  conference  marked  the  third  one  at  which 
our  Singing  Mothers  have  been  privileged  to  perform.  In  October  1962  they 
produced  a  very  successful  musical,  and  are  planning  a  Christmas  musical 
for  1963  under  the  very  able  direction  of  Sister  Gagon.  Our  membership  totals 
forty-five,  but  we  are  expanding  rapidly  with  renewed  enthusiasm." 


August  15,   1963 

Left  to  right:  Ella  O.  Davis,  Secretary-Treasurer;  Delilah  Marshall,  First 
Counselor;  Ella  H.  Rinderknecht,  Second  Counselor;  Anna  O.  Smith,  former 
President. 

Sister  Smith  reports:  "The  table  arrangement  was  done  by  Hazel  Hender- 
son, in  colors  of  blue  and  gold.  Most  of  the  grapes  she  made  of  wax.  For  special 
occasions,  Sister  Henderson  has  made  beautiful  table  arrangements  for  the 
Relief  Society  Stake  Board." 

Lola  Gibbons  is  the  new  president  of  Mount  Logan  Stake  Relief  Society. 


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Napa  Stake   (California)    Relief  Society  Presents  "Singing  Mothers'  Night" 

May  17,  1963 

Front  row,  left  to  right:  Florene  Williams,  chorister;  Thurza  Foster, 
organist;   Karen  Murdock,  soprano  soloist;   Marjorie  Remington,   pianist. 

Second  row  from  the  back,  left  to  right:  Sarah  Neerings,  Education  Coun- 
selor; Dorothy  Blaisdell,  President,  Napa  Stake  Relief  Society. 

The  program  consisted  of  a  number  of  offerings  by  the  Singing  Mothers, 
as  well  as  vocal  solos  and  piano  solos.  The  presentation  was  beautifully 
rendered  and  very  well  received.  Singers  participating  represented  the  following 
wards:   Fairfield,  Napa,  Napa  Second,  Vallejo,  Vallejo  Second,  and  Vacaville. 


Pocatello  Stake    (Idaho)    Singing    Mothers    Present   Music    for   Quarterly    Conference 

May  5,   1963 

Marilyn  Rishton,  chorister,  stands  at  the  right  on  the  front  row,  and  Mary 
Merkeley,  accompanist,  stands  at  the  left  on  the  front  row. 

Enily  S.  Romish,  President,  Pocatello  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports:  "This 
group  of  fifty- three  Singing  Mothers  presented  the  music  for  the  morning 
session  of  the  stake  quarterly  conference.  The  Church  Authorities  present, 
along  with  Pocatello  Stake  President  Roland  K.  Hart,  praised  the  Singing 
Mothers  for  their  lovely  appearance,  and  for  their  singing.  We  are  particularly 
proud  of  the  many  young  mothers  in  this  group.  This  was  the  first  conference 
in  our  new  stake  and  ward  building.  It  was  less  than  a  year  ago  when  ground 
was  broken  for  this  building.  Sister  Lila  Walch  attended  the  conference  as 
the  representative  of  the  General  Board  of  Relief  Society." 


Montpelier  Stake  (Idaho)   Honors  Ward  Officers  and  Class  Leaders  at  Leadership  Meeting 

May  1963 

Front  row,  seated,  left  to  right:  ward  presidents:  Elma  Boehme,  Geneva; 
Elda  Rohner,  Montpelier  Second  Ward;  Ora  Bunderson,  Montpelier  Fifth 
Ward;  Helen  Lindsay,  Dingle  Ward;  Zora  Peterson,  Montpelier  Third  Ward; 
Naomi  Bacon,  Georgetown  Ward. 

The  other  sisters  in  the  picture  are  counselors,  secretaries,  and  other 
officers  and  class  leaders. 

June  R.  Shepherd,  President,  Montpelier  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports: 
"Ward  and  class  leaders  who  attained  a  record  of  100  per  cent  attendance  at 
stake  leadership  meetings  during  the  year  were  honored  by  Montpelier  Stake 
Relief  Society  at  the  closing  meeting.  Each  sister  was  presented  with  a  lovely 
corsage  made  by  Evelyn  Kunz,  stake  work  meeting  leader.  Montpelier  Fifth 
Ward  Relief  Society  also  received  special  honors  for  having  eighty -five  per  cent 
of  their  officers  and  class  leaders  in  attendance  at  leadership  meetings  all 
during  the  year,  and  also  for  having  had  a  record  of  perfect  attendance  of 
executive  officers.  This  ward  was  presented  with  the  book  The  Mormon  Story 
for  their  library." 


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Nampa  Stake   (Idaho)    Handwork  Display  at  "Friendship  Day" 

May  3,   1963 

Alta  Fuhriman,  President,  Nampa  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports:  "Our 
stake  Relief  Society  had  a  'Friendship  Day'  as  our  last  event  of  the  season. 
We  had  printed  invitations  made,  and  enough  were  given  to  each  ward  so  that 
each  sister  could  receive  one  and  also  receive  extras  to  be  sent  to  her  friends 
and  neighbors.  For  our  program,  the  stake  Singing  Mothers  furnished  two 
numbers.  One  was  a  special  arrangement  of  the  familiar  Latter-day  Saint 
hymn  'Come,  Come,  Ye  Saints.'  The  literature  department  arranged  and 
directed  the  literature  presentation  which  the  General  Board  gave  at  the 
Relief  Society  Conference  in  October  1962.  We  are  happy  to  say  it  was  very 
well  done.  We  had  a  guest  book  to  be  signed  by  each  one  attending,  one  side 
for  members,  and  the  other  side  for  guests.  We  had  ordered  150  copies  of  The 
Relief  Society  Magazine  so  that  we  would  have  a  copy  to  give  to  each  of  our 
guests.  We  were  pleased  that  we  had  so  many  guests  that  we  ran  out  of  copies 
of  the  Magazine,  yet  sorry  that  we  did  not  have  enough  for  all. 

"After  the  program  everyone  was  invited  to  see  our  handicraft  fair  on 
display  in  the  cultural  hall.  It  was  there,  also,  that  we  served  refreshments 
of  homemade  cookies  and  frappe  punch.  We  were  thrilled  with  the  success  of 
the  day.  There  were  over  600  in  attendance.  Many  favorable  comments  and 
expressions  of  appreciation  were  received  from  our  guests,  as  well  as  from 
our  members." 


Orange  County  Stake    (California)    Inter-Faith  Social 

May  24,  1963 

Left  to  right:  Mary  S.  Grasteit,  President,  Orange  County  Stake  Relief 
Society;  Ruth  Bell,  Work  Director  Counselor;  Mary  Middleton,  work  meeting 
leader;  Kathern  Markes,  Education  Counselor. 

Sister  Grasteit  reports:  "We  held  our  first  Inter-Faith  Social  on  May 
24,  1963,  and  were  very  pleased  with  its  success.  Our  program  was  on  the  Re- 
lief Society.  To  a  narration  on  the  history  of  Relief  Society,  we  added  film 
slides,  and  each  class  leader  gave  an  over-all  view  of  the  purpose  of  her  day 
at  Relief  Society.  Our  Singing  Mothers  added  great  inspiration  to  the  day, 
climaxed  by  a  special  arrangement  of  'Come,  Come,  Ye  Saints.'  Everyone  was 
invited  to  remain  seated  after  the  benediction,  and  the  Singing  Mothers  sang 
'Come  to  the  Fair'  as  a  musical  invitation  to  join  in  the  cultural  hall  for 
displays  and  refreshments. 

"Each  of  the  class  leaders,  along  with  the  Magazine  representative, 
planned  her  display  table  to  show  the  educational  value  of  Relief  Society.  We 
have  ten  wards,  and  each  ward  was  assigned  one  table  for  the  work  display. 
The  tables  included  actual  demonstrations  of  bread  making,  cake  decorating, 
candy,  and  sweet  rolls,  plus  how  to  make  yarn  flowers,  organza  .roses,  and 
flower  arranging.  Other  tables  were  filled  with  such  items  as  smocked  pillows, 
pixie  dolls,  mosaics,  children's  clothes,  and  the  Christmas  table,  as  shown  in 
the  picture.  Our  serving  tables  were  decorated  with  beautiful  floral  arrange- 
ments of  organza  roses,  which  had  been  made  by  our  board  members.  We  had 
an  attendance  of  450  women,  of  whom  more  than  fifty  per  cent  were  non- 
members  of  the  Church,  with  at  least  thirty  different  church  denominations 
being  represented.  The  vistors  were  thrilled  and  amazed  at  the  wonderful 
program  of  Relief  Society,  and  many  expressed  a  desire  to  attend." 


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Kanab  Stake   (Utah)    Honors  Visiting  Teochers  at  Convention 

May  17,  1963 

At  left:  Estella  Jackson,  Fredonia  Ward,  age  eighty-six,  who  has  served 
sixty-nine  years  as  a  visiting  teacher;  at  the  right:  Denise  Parks,  Page  Ward, 
nineteen  years  of  age,  a  recent  convert  to  the  Church,  who  has  served  as  a 
visiting  teacher  for  a  few  months. 

Cecil  M.  Fisher,  President,  Kanab  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports:  "On 
May  17th  we  had  a  wonderful  visiting  teacher  convention.  We  were  thrilled 
to  honor  Estella  Jackson,  who  has  served  for  sixty-nine  years  as  a  visiting 
teacher,  and  is  still  active  in  that  calling.  We  feel  that  this  is  a  most  out- 
standing record.  We  also  honored  Ruby  Swapp  from  the  Kanab  North  Ward 
who  has  been  a  visiting  teacher  for  fifty  years.  Also  honored  was  Denise  Parks, 
Page  Ward,  nineteen  years  of  age,  a  new  convert  to  the  Church,  who  has  been 
a  visiting  teacher  for  a  few  months,  and  is  continuing  in  this  work." 

Attractive  programs,  featuring  the  Relief  Society  emblem  on  the  cover, 
and  listing  the  names  of  all  the  visiting  teachers  in  the  stake,  were  distributed 
at  the  convention.  The  number  of  years  of  service  of  each  visiting  teacher  was 
listed,  as  well  as  her  ward  or  branch. 


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THEOLOGY    •    The  Doctrine  and  Covenants 

Lesson   55  —  Missionary  Service 
Elder  Roy  W.  Doxey 

(Text:  Doctrine  and  Covenants,  Sections  71,  73,  74,  and  75) 

For  First  Meeting,  April  1964 

Objective:  To  realize  that  the  restored  gospel,  through  the  missionary  program,  is  the 
key  to  happiness  in  this  life  and  eternal  joy  in  the  life  to  come. 


Introduction 

Following  the  four  November 
1831  conferences,  Oliver  Cowdery 
and  John  Whitmer  left  for  Jackson 
County,  Missouri,  in  obedience  to 
revelation.  (D  &  C  Section  69.) 
Joseph  Smith  resumed  the  revision 
of  the  Bible  with  Sidney  Rigdon 
acting  as  scribe.  (DHC  1:238.)  A 
month  before  this,  Ezra  Booth,  men- 
tioned in  Lesson  50,  Relief  Society 
Magazine,  August  1963,  apostatized 
and  set  out  to  bring  harm  to  the 
Prophet  and  to  the  Church.  His 
efforts  to  do  both  of  these  appar- 
ently met  with  partial  success.  In 
the  first  instance,  it  was  some  of  his 
efforts  and  his  participation  in  mob 
action  against  the  Prophet  that 
brought  physical  l.arm  to  the  Proph- 
et. {DHC  1:261-265.)  His  attack 
against  the  Church  and  its  members 


was  made  in  a  series  of  nine  letters 
published  by  the  Ohio  Star  (Rav- 
enna, Ohio).  They  consisted  of 
slanderous  denunciations  and  false- 
hoods concerning  Joseph  and  the 
Church.  (Section  71.) 

In  view  of  these  efforts  of  Satan 
to  thwart  the  work  of  the  kingdom, 
the  Prophet  and  Sidney  were  called 
by  revelation  to  preach  the  gospel 
in  the  regions  adjacent  to  Kirtland. 
(D  &  C  71:1-3.)  An  indication  of 
the  message  delivered  by  these  two 
missionaries  on  this  special  mission 
from  December  1831  until  the  10th 
of  January  1832,  is  given  in  the 
Prophet's  journal.  He  said  it  was 
a  vindication  of  the  cause  of  the 
Redeemer,  that  the  day  of  venge- 
ance was  coming  upon  this  gener- 
ation, and  that  prejudice  and  dark- 
ness caused  some  to  persecute  the 


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true  Church.  Much  of  the  bigotry 
caused  by  the  apostate's  letters  was 
allayed  through  this  mission. 

The  revelation  counseled  these 
brethren  to  confound  their  enemies 
both  in  public  and  private,  with  the 
promise  that  their  opponents  would 
be  shamed.  [Ihid.,  verse  7.)  It  is 
worthy  to  note  that  when  the  Lord's 
servants  are  attacked,  it  is  tanta- 
mount to  attacking  the  Lord. 
(Ibid.,  verse  8.) 

Pleach  the  Gospel 

The  commandment  to  participate 
in  debate  was  given  to  the  Prophet 
because  of  the  unusual  circum- 
stances noted  above.  The  Lord,  on 
the  other  hand,  had  counseled  his 
servants  to  preach  the  first  prin- 
ciples, to  obtain  the  Spirit  that  it 
might  convey  the  truth  to  the  hear- 
er, and  thus  make  known  the  mes- 
sage of  the  dispensation.  (D  &  C 
33;  34;  42:12-17.) 

An  experience  of  the  Prophet  in 
October  1833,  is  an  excellent  ex- 
ample of  the  present  counsel  of  the 
General  Authorities  that  missionar- 
ies should  not  indulge  in  debate  or 
argument,  but  they  should  preach 
the  simple  principles  by  the  Spirit. 
While  in  Canada  with  Sidney  Rig- 
don  at  the  house  of  Freeman  Nick- 
erson's  brother,  the  latter  desired  to 
match  his  Bible  learning  with  that 
of  the  Prophet  in  an  attempt  to 
disprove  Joseph  Smith  as  a  prophet. 
One  night  the  opportunity  came 
when  Freeman  Nickerson  placed 
the  Bible  on  the  table  and  said, 
"There!  Now,  go  to  it!"  The  Proph- 
et took  up  the  challenge  by  telling 
the  simple  but  powerful  and  con- 
vincing account  of  the  restoration  of 
the  gospel.   The  Spirit  of  the  Lord 


was  so  manifest  in  his  testimony 
that  opposition  no  longer  remained. 
By  the  aid  of  Freeman's  brother, 
meetings  were  held  that  resulted  in 
fourteen  baptisms,  including  the 
Nickerson  who  was  determined  to 
show  the  Prophet  wrong.  (Evans, 
John  Henry:  Joseph  Smith  an 
American  Prophet,  pp.  86-88.) 

Lack  oi  Success  in  Opposition 

The  Lord's  work  was  not  restored 
to  fail.  As  pointed  out  in  an  earlier 
lesson  (Lesson  51,  ReUef  Society 
Magazine,  September  1963),  the 
kingdom  of  God  is  on  the  earth  in 
the  form  of  the  Church,  and  the 
Lord  has  planned  that  it  shall  never 
be  destroyed  nor  given  to  another 
people,  but  it  shall  stand  forever. 
(Daniel  2:44.)  In  Section  71,  an 
aspect  of  this  foreknown  eventuality 
is  given  in  verses  9  and  10: 

Verily,  thus  saith  the  Lord  unto  you  — 
there  is  no  weapon  that  is  formed  against 
you  shall  prosper; 

And  if  any  man  lift  his  voice  against  you 
he  shall  be  confounded  in  mine  own  due 
time. 

It  is  apparent  that  this  assurance 
of  defeat  for  those  who  lift  their 
voices  in  opposition  to  the  Prophet 
includes  not  only  the  experiences  of 
the  missionaries  of  1831-32,  but  of 
any  time.  To  speak  against  the 
Prophet  of  this  dispensation  is  the 
same  as  warring  against  the  Church 
which  he  established,  and  also 
against  God. 

Published  opposition  was  not  the 
only  ''weapon"  used  against  the 
Prophet  and  the  saints.  Physical 
persecution  has  been  a  common 
means  of  attempting  to  thwart  the 
purpose  of  the  Lord.  Despite  the 
adversary's  'Sveapons,"  the  work  of 


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God  has  rolled  on  until  today  the 
voice  of  opposition  is  largely  sub- 
merged by  the  prophesied,  inevitable 
progress  of  successful  endeavors. 

Commandments  Are  True 

Obedience  to  truth  is  the  pre- 
scription for  happiness  here  and 
eternal  joy  in  the  life  to  come.  The 
Lord  admonished  the  Prophet  and 
Sidney  Rigdon  to  keep  the  com- 
mandments for  they  are  true.  (D  & 
C  71:11.)  The  knowledge  of  truth 
is  given  by  the  Spirit  which  the  mis- 
sionary is  counseled  to  receive  and 
to  teach  by.  President  Joseph  F. 
Smith  stated  the  importance  of  ad- 
hering to  the  truth  in  these  words: 

Our  hope  of  salvation  must  be  founded 
upon  the  truth,  the  whole  truth,  and  noth- 
ing but  the  truth,  for  we  cannot  build 
upon  error  and  ascend  into  the  courts  of 
eternal  truth  and  enjoy  the  glory  and 
exaltation  of  the  kingdom  of  our  God. 
That  cannot  be  done  (Conference  Report, 
October  1917,  page  3). 

Section  73 

Section  73  is  one  of  the  shortest 
revelations  in  the  Doctrine  and 
Covenants.  After  performing  mis- 
sionary work  in  several  Ohio  cities 
not  far  from  Kirtland,  Joseph  Smith 
was  commanded  by  this  revelation 
to  continue  the  work  of  revising  the 
Bible  which  was  interrupted  by  the 
mission  call  of  Section  71.  This  was 
an  undertaking  which  began  in  New 
York  State  and  was  set  aside  as  other 
matters  needed  immediate  attention. 
In  a  subsequent  lesson  some  of  the 
contributions  of  this  work  will  be 
indicated.  For  the  present,  how- 
ever, it  should  be  known  that  many 
important  contributions  have  been 
made  to  our  understanding  of  the 


Bible  as  a  result  of  that   ''transla- 
tion." 

An  interesting  expression,  ''gird 
up  your  loins  and  be  sober,"  is 
found  in  verse  6  of  Section  73.  The 
admonition  "gird  up  your  loins" 
means  to  be  prepared  for  a  journey, 
or  for  a  certain  work.  In  this  sense 
it  is  found  in  the  hymn  "Come, 
Come,  Ye  Saints."  In  this  scripture, 
we  are  informed  that  it  is  to  be 
understood  as  used  by  Peter,  "Gird 
up  the  loins  of  your  minds"  (I 
Peter  1:13).  In  other  words,  the 
mind  should  be  free  from  those 
things  which  deter  one  from  the 
work  at  hand.  To  be  sober  means 
to  be  of  a  serious  mind.  (Doctrine 
and  Covenants  Commentary,  page 

431-) 

Section  is  —  Introduction 

At  the  conclusion  of  a  conference 
held  in  Amherst,  Ohio,  a  number 
of  the  elders  asked  the  Prophet  to 
inquire  of  the  Lord  concerning  their 
specific  duties  in  bringing  people  to 
a  sense  of  their  condition.  In  re- 
cording this  fact  the  Prophet  quoted 
a  scripture  that  emphasizes  that 
everyone  sins  and,  therefore,  is  in 
need  of  repentance.  (D  &  C  33:4; 
DHC  1:242-243.) 

The  opening  verses  of  Section  75 
may  be  applied  to  the  thousands  of 
missionaries  of  this  dispensation.  In 
these  five  verses  the  missionary  is 
commissioned  to  proclaim  the 
Lord's  gospel  in  earnestness,  eschew- 
ing idleness,  and  to  be  mighty  in 
that  proclamation.  The  earnest  mis- 
sionary's message  should  be  deliv- 
ered as  the  sound  of  a  trumpet.  This 
expression  alludes  to  the  sounds  of 
this  instrument  that  can  be  heard 
far   and   wide   with    mighty   blasts. 


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Such  an  allusion  seems  to  carry  with 
it  the  importance  of  the  message 
since  it  is  to  be  made  known  with- 
out shame  or  diffidence  on  the  part 
of  the  Lord's  servant.  The  follow- 
ing testimony  of  President  Brigham 
Young  is  typical  of  those  who  have 
received  the  truth  and  made  it  a 
part  of  their  lives: 

When  I  first  commenced  preaching,  I 
made  up  my  mind  to  declare  the  things 
that  I  understood,  feadess  of  friends  and 
threats,  and  regardless  of  caresses.  They 
were  nothing  to  me,  for  it  was  my  duty 
to  rise  before  a  congregation  of  strangers 
and  say  that  the  Lord  lives,  that  He  has 
revealed  Himself  in  this  our  day,  that  He 
has  gi\'en  to  us  a  Prophet,  and  brought 
forth  the  new  and  everlasting  covenant  for 
the  restoration  of  Israel,  and  if  that  was 
all  I  could  say,  I  must  be  just  as  satisfied 
as  though  I  could  get  up  and  talk  for 
hours.   .   .   . 

With  regard  to  preaching,  let  a  man 
present  himself  before  the  Saints,  or  go 
into  the  world  before  the  nobles  and  great 
men  of  the  earth,  and  let  him  stand  up  full 
of  the  Holy  Ghost,  full  of  the  power  of 
God,  and  though  he  may  use  words  and 
sentences  in  an  awkward  style,  he  will  con- 
\'ince  and  convert  more,  of  the  truth,  than 
can  the  most  polished  orator  destitute  of 
the  Holy  Ghost;  for  that  Spirit  will  pre- 
pare the  minds  of  the  people  to  receive 
the  truth,  and  the  spirit  of  the  speaker 
will  influence  the  hearers  so  that  they  will 
feel  it  {Journal  of  Discourses  4:21). 

Missionaries  are  promised  by  the 
Lord  that  if  they  labor  faithfully, 
they  ''shall  be  laden  with  many 
sheaves,  and  crowned  with  honor, 
and  glory,  and  immortalitv,  and 
eternal  life"  (D  &  C  75:5).^ 

Missionary  Assignments 

Section  75  contains  many  mission- 
ary assignments.  (D  &  C  75:6-17, 
30-36.)  The  names  of  some  of 
these  elders  are  well  known  in  our 
history,  such  as  Orson  Hyde,  Orson 


Pratt,  Hyrum  Smith,  and  others, 
but  some  are  mentioned  about 
whom  little  is  known.  This  does 
not  mean,  however,  that  their  labors 
were  not  as  acceptable  to  the  Lord 
nor  that  their  reward  will  not  be  as 
great  as  the  well-known.  The 
promise  of  eternal  glory  is  for  all  the 
faithful,  whether  apostle  or  elder. 
Each  will  be  judged  by  his  per- 
formance in  accordance  with  his 
opportunities  for  service.  (On  pages 
435-436,  439-440  of  the  Doctrine 
and  Covenants  Commentary  will  be 
found  biographical  sketches  of  the 
elders  referred  to  in  Section  75.) 

How  should  these  elders  find  suc- 
cess in  their  missionary  labors?  This 
was  the  question  which  they  de- 
sired the  Prophet  to  ask  of  the  Lord. 
The  answer  was  that  they  should 
pray  to  the  Lord  that  he  might  give 
the  Comforter  which  would  teach 
the  things  that  were  necessary  for 
them  to  have.  (D  &  C  75:10-11.) 
This  is  the  way  of  the  true  mission- 
ary. Circumstances  vary  due  to  the 
area,  people,  and  the  particular  cir- 
cumstances at  the  moment  of  con- 
tacting the  prospective  investigator. 
Divine  guidance  is  the  answer  in  all 
of  these  cases;  nonetheless,  the  mis- 
sionary is  to  study  the  people  and 
the  culture.  The  key  to  receiving 
the  benefits  of  the  Holy  Chost  is 
prayer.  The  Lord  does  not  give 
if  the  person  does  not  knock.  The 
missionary  is  given  the  promise  that 
through  his  faithfulness  the  Lord 
will  be  with  him  to  the  end.  (Ihid., 
verses  13-14-)  Others  are  told  that 
by  their  faithfulness  they  shall  over- 
come all  things,  resulting  in  their 
being  lifted  up  at  the  last  day. 
[Ihid.,  verse  16.)  These  promises 
enforce  the  truth  that  constancy  and 


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devotion  to  duty  are  the  keys  to 
receiving  eternal  life,  or  exaltation. 
President  Anthon  H.  Lund  said: 
''Our  religion  is  one  in  which  we 
are  called  upon  to  show  our  faith 
by  our  works."  As  an  example  of 
this  truism,  missionary  calls  made 
upon  the  Church  membership  are 
most  appropriate.  The  question  as 
to  how  much  pay  will  be  received 
for  this  service  is  far  from  the  mind 
of  the  Latter-day  Saint.  The  impel- 
ling motive  is  one  of  duty  that  the 
glorious  message  of  the  gospel  may 
be  shared  with  others.  Distance  or 
place  is  not  a  consideration,  but 
rather  it  is,  'Til  go  where  you  want 
me  to  go,  dear  Lord." 


Missionary  Pwcedures 

In  missionary  language,  the  ''going 
from  house  to  house"  is  known  as 
"tracting."  (D&  075:18.)  When 
the  missionary  is  received  into  a 
house,  he  is  counseled  to  leave  his 
blessing  with  that  house.  {Ihid., 
verse  19.)  The  gospel  is  the  bless- 
ing, although  the  prayer  in  the 
home  for  the  benefit  of  the  host 
is  a  direct  way  in  which  this  counsel 
may  be  followed. 

The  missionaries  in  the  day  of 
judgment  will  be  judges  of  the 
houses  that  reject  them,  and  it  will 
be  more  tolerable  for  the  heathen 
in  that  day  than  for  those  who  re- 
jected them.  (D  &  C  75:21-22.) 
As  President  John  Taylor  has 
pointed  out,  judgment,  under  God, 
is  committed  to  Christ;  then  to  the 
Twelve  Apostles;  and  then  to  the 
saints,  including  certain  officers  in 
the  Priesthood.  (Mediation  and 
Atonement,  Chapter  22.)  President 
Charles  W.  Penrose  said: 


.  .  .  The  great  judgment  that  is  to  come 
will  not  be  altogether  performed  by  one 
individual  sitting  upon  a  great  white  throne 
and  passing  judgment  upon  the  milhons 
upon  milhons  ot  the  earth's  inhabitants. 
God's  house  is  a  house  of  order,  and  the 
Lord  will  have  agents  appointed  as  he 
has  now  behind  the  veil  as  well  as  in  the 
flesh,  and  when  the  great  judgment  comes, 
all  will  be  judged  according  to  their  works, 
and  the  books  will  be  opened,  and  the 
Book  of  Life  will  be  scanned  and  the  man's 
acts  and  the  women's  acts  upon  the  earth 
will  be  disclosed,  and  we  will  all  confess 
in  our  souls  that  the  judgment  is  just  and 
righteous,  because  it  will  be  uttered  and 
delivered  by  one  having  authority  and  the 
seal  of  God  will  be  upon  it.  (Conference 
Report,  October  1916,  page  24). 

Another  testimony  to  this  effect 
is  given  in  the  Doctiine  and  Cove- 
nants Commentary,  page  440. 

The  idea  that  it  will  be  more 
tolerable  for  the  heathen  in  the  day 
of  judgment  than  for  those  who  re- 
ject the  gospel,  suggests  that  since 
the  heathen  will  be  assigned  to  the 
terrestrial  kingdom  (D  &  C  45:54; 
76:72),  the  willfully  corrupt  may 
be  in  a  lesser  kingdom.  Unless  the 
missionary  does  his  work  faithfully, 
he  may  be  accused  by  those  whom 
he  neglected.  (Ihid.y  43:19-20.) 

Assist  in  the  Work 

The  members  of  the  Church  in 
1832  were  placed  under  the  respon- 
sibility of  assisting  the  families  of 
the  missionaries  who  could  not  sus- 
tain them.  (Ihid.y  75:24-25.)  In 
case  there  were  some  who  could  not 
go  on  missions  they  should  provide 
for  their  families  and  ''would  in  no- 
wise lose  his  [their]  crown."  How- 
ever, they  were  admonished  to  labor 
in  the  Church.  {Ihid.y  verse  28.) 
Activity  in  the  kingdom  is  an  essen- 
tial in  obtaining  the  blessings  of 
heaven. 


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In  keeping  with  the  command- 
ment to  provide  for  one's  family, 
the  virtue  of  industry  is  demanded. 
Idleness  is  a  sin.  There  is  always 
something  for  the  person  to  do  in 
the  Church;  there  is  always  oppor- 
tunity to  improve  one's  mind  by 
study;  idleness  means  neglect  and 
waste,  both  of  which  are  opposed 
to  the  spirit  and  letter  of  the  gospel. 
[Ihid.,  verse  29.) 

Section  74  —  Background 

While  translating  the  Bible,  a 
question  was  raised  about  one  of 
Paul's  statements  concerning  an 
aspect  of  marriage  relations.  Sec- 
tion 74  is  an  interpretation  of  I 
Corinthians  7:14.  It  appears  that  in 
the  Corinth  Branch  of  the  Church 
there  arose  the  question  of  whether 
or  not  the  convert  should  leave  the 
nonmember  husband  or  wife.  Paul's 
counsel  was  that  this  should  not  be 
done  because  a  sanctifying  effect 
was  brought  into  the  home  by  the 
member  of  the  Church.  It  was 
maintained  by  some  that  if  the  wife 
should  leave  her  husband  because 
of  his  not  being  a  member,  she 
should  also  leave  the  children.  Paul 


declared  against  such  a  doctrine, 
which  brings  us  to  the  real  message 
of  the  Section  —  ''little  children 
are  holy,  being  sanctified  through 
the  atonement  of  Jesus  Christ" 
(Ibid,  74:7). 

This  passage  and  others  in  our 
modern  books  of  scripture  {Ihid., 
29:46-48)  have  cleared  away  some 
of  the  false  doctrines  that  grew  up 
during  the  period  of  apostasy  re- 
garding the  salvation  of  little  chil- 
dren. By  revelation  to  Joseph  Smith, 
children  who  die  before  the  age  of 
accountability  —  eight  years  —  are 
saved  in  the  celestial  kingdom 
through  the  atonement  of  Jesus 
Christ.  (Lesson  20,  Reliei  Society 
Magazine,  October  1959.) 

Questions  for  Discussion 

1.  Explain:  "There  is  no  weapon  that  is 
formed  against  you  that  shall  prosper." 

2.  Discuss:  Truth  will  triumph,  and  it 
must  be  lived  for  one  to  receive  eter- 
nal life. 

3.  Define  the  gospel  as  the  power  of  God 
unto  salvation. 

4.  Why  is  it  necessary  for  the  missionary 
to  seek  divine  guidance  in  his  work? 

5.  What  responsibility  is  attached  to  the 
missionary  work? 


VISITING  TEACHER  MESSAGE 


Truths  to  Live  By  From  the  Doctrine  and  Covenants 


Message  55  -  "Wherefore,  Be  Not  Weary  in  Well-Doing"  (D  &  C  64:33). 
Christine  H.  Rohinson 

For  First  Meeting,  April  1964 

Objective:  To  show  that  great  accomplishments  come  through  doing  small  things  well. 

^A^HEN  the  Lord  gave  the  instruc-  accomplishments  come  out  of  doing 
tion  ''Be  not  weary  in  well-doing/'  small  things  well.  In  the  same  verse 
he  emphasized  the  fact  that  great     in  the  Doctrine  and  Covenants,  he 


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said,  ''out  of  small  things  proceedeth 
that  which  is  great."  As  we  admire 
and  applaud  the  honors  which  come 
to  certain  individuals  as  a  result  of 
their  great  accomplishments,  we  are 
prone  to  overlook  the  fact  that  these 
outstanding  achievements  have 
come  only  as  a  result  of  their  hav- 
ing done  well  a  great  number  of 
small  and,  often,  tedious  routine 
things.  This  is  true  of  a  priceless 
piece  of  art,  of  a  fine  symphony,  or 
of  a  beautiful  building  architectural- 
ly. Only  when  minute  care  is  given 
to  the  small  details,  can  the  finished 
product  be  great. 

The  story  is  told  that  when 
Michelangelo  was  working  on  one 
of  his  great  masterpieces,  a  friend 
i  called  and  observed  him  at  his  work. 
I  Some  weeks  later  this  friend  visited 
I  the  master  artist  again,  but  could  see 
I  very  little  change  in  the  painting. 
I  When  he  commented  thus,  Michel- 
I  angelo  pointed  out  that  he  had 
j:  changed  slightly  the  expression  of 
|l  the  eyes,  had  added  a  little  color 
I!  here,  and  changed  a  line  there. 
"But  these  are  small  details,"  the 
friend  replied. 

''Yes,"  the  artist  responded,  "but 
perfection   is  composed   of   details, 
but  perfection  is  no  detail." 
I      In  avoiding  "weariness  in  well-do- 
'  ing,"  we  should  recognize  the  joy 
that  comes  from  doing  well  the  lit- 
tle, good  things.    It  is  a  truism  that 
no  one  can  really  accomplish  great 
things    without    being    good,    and 
most     frequently     true     goodness 
springs  from  the  simple  little  things. 
Recently  a  prominent  newspaper 
published  an  editorial  praising  the 


life  of  an  outstanding  woman  who 
had  passed  away.  The  editorial 
emphasized  the  fact  that  her  life 
had  been  beautifully  meaningful, 
because  in  many  little  ways  she  had 
brought  inspiration  and  encourage- 
ment to  others.  She  had  consist- 
ently put  service  above  any  con- 
sideration of  personal  comfort  or 
convenience.  Over  a  long  period  of 
years,  on  a  firm,  self-imposed  sched- 
ule, she  had  frequently  visited  the 
ill  and  shut-ins.  On  a  birthday  in 
her  late  eighties  she  acknowledged 
the  gift  of  a  box  of  candy  by  saying, 
"This  is  wonderful,  I'll  take  it  to 
some  of  the  old  folks  I'm  visiting." 
Most  of  these  "old  folks"  were 
younger  than  she.  This  is  the  type 
of  selfless,  dedicated  "well-doing" 
which  distinguishes  a  life  and  makes 
it  great.  Someone  has  said  that  the 
requisite  for  great  living  is  the  abil- 
ity to  do  common  things  uncom- 
monly well.  All  of  us  can  wisely 
profit  by  applying  to  our  lives  the 
divine  instruction  of  not  wearying 
in  well-doing. 

James  Allen  in  his  book  The 
Heavenly  Liie,  page  39,  sums  up 
this  thought  with  these  lines,  "Lay 
up  each  year  thy  harvest  of  well- 
doing, wealth  that  kings  nor  thieves 
can  take  away.  When  all  the  things 
thou  callest  thine,  goods,  pleasures, 
honors  fall;  thou  in  thy  virtue  shall 
survive  them  all." 

Let  us  follow  the  admonition  of 
the  Lord  when  he  said,  "Where- 
fore, be  not  weary  in  well-doing," 
recognizing  the  fact  that  "out  of 
small  things  proceedeth  that  which 
is  great." 


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WORK  MEETING 


The  Latter-day  Saint  Home 


(A  Course  Expected  to  Be  Used  by  Wards  and  Branches  at  Work  Meeting) 

Discussion  15  —  Planning  the  Family  Wardrobe 

Dr.  \^irginia  F.  Cutler 

For  Second  Meeting,  April  1964. 

Objcctixe:  To  help  each  family  member  feel  well  dressed  regardless  of  family  income. 


Mother,  I  need  a  dress  for  next 
Saturday  night,  and  there  is  a  love- 
ly one  in  the  shop  window  that  Yd 
like  to  buy.    May  I  have  it?" 

Are  you  ever  confronted  with 
such  problems?  If  so,  what  is  the 
wisest  thing  to  do?  To  say  yes,  and 
try  to  adjust  other  expenditures 
through  the  month,  or  does  such  a 
question  cause  you  to  stop  and 
think  and  wonder  how  you  can  do 
some  intelligent  planning  to  avoid 
such  emergency  calls? 

I  hope  the  latter  is  the  case,  be- 
cause wardrobe  planning  is  the 
theme  for  this  discussion.  Many 
people  spend  too  much  for  clothes 
and  still  ''have  nothing  to  wear." 
The  percentage  of  the  family  in- 
come spent  for  clothing  may  be  as 
low  as  five  per  cent  and  go  as  high 
as  twenty-five  per  cent,  but  the 
amount  spent  does  not  alone  de- 
termine how  well  dressed  the  fam- 
ily will  be.  People  sometimes  buy 
clothing  because  it  looks  well  on 
the  model  in  the  shop  window,  be- 
cause of  sales  persuasion,  because  of 
high  style,  because  they  think  it  a 
bargain,  or  because  they  need  it  im- 
mediately and  have  no  time  to  look 
further. 


Such  unwise  ways  of  spending 
the  clothes  budget  do  not  bring  the 
satisfaction  possible  where  buying 
is  done  according  to  a  previous 
plan.  Cowper  described  the  results 
of  such  buying  thus: 

Dress  drains  our  cellar  dry 

And  keeps  our  larder  lean;  puts  out  our 

fires 
And  introduces  hunger,  frost,  and  woe. 
Where  peace  and  hospitality  might  reign. 

But  apparel  oft  proclaims  the 
man,  so  you  had  better  have  a  care- 
fully worked  out  plan.  A  full  lar- 
der and  tranquility  will  be  your 
reward,  and  you  will  have  the 
consciousness  that  everyone  in  the 
family  is  well  dressed. 

How  do  you  start?  Here  is  the 
first  step:  go  through  every  closet 
and  drawer  that  contains  clothing 
to  be  sure  you  know  what  each 
member  of  the  family  has.  The  old- 
er members  of  the  family  might 
help  in  this  by  going  through  theirs 
with  you.  Sort  the  contents  as  you 
look  them  over  in  three  piles.  Keep 
those  that  are  in  good  condition 
that  will  be  worn  and  enjoyed.  Put 
aside  those  which  would  be  worn  if 
they  were  mended  or  dyed  or  re- 


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modeled.  Box  for  disposal  the  mis- 
takes, the  misfits,  those  which  will 
never  be  worn  again  which  can  be 
given  away  with  profit. 

Step  number  two:  have  a  note- 
book, write  the  name  of  each  per- 
son in  the  family,  allowing  sufficient 
space  to  list  each  person's  needs. 
Make  three  divisions  for  each  (i) 
Sunday  best,  (2)  everyday,  (3) 
special;  what  you  have  and  what 
you  need. 

It  will  then  be  easy  to  list  what 
each  person  has  that  is  usable,  and 
the  process  of  sorting  and  listing  will 
suggest  possible  needs  for  the  year 
ahead. 

Step  number  three:  have  a  family 
council  and  discuss  your  plan,  stress- 
ing these  items: 

a.  A  Sunday  outfit  is  important  for 
every  individual  in  the  family.  Psycho- 
logically, one  is  more  likely  to  act  his  best 
if  he  looks  his  best,  and  surely  one  should 
be  at  his  best  on  the  Lord's  Day.  Check 
your  list  and  see  what  the  family  can  do 
to  get  in  condition  for  Sunday  wear  and 
decide  what  is  needed  for  the  year  ahead. 

b.  Appropriate  daytime  clothes  for  school 
or  work  are  essential.  One  can  forget 
about  how  he  looks  if  he  knows  he  is 
appropriately  dressed  and  can  then  con- 
centrate on  his  work.  Drip-dry  shirts  and 
blouses,  easy-to-care-for  skirts  and  trous- 
ers, and  no-iron  underwear  lighten  the 
task  of  caring  for  these  clothes  and 
should  be  a  major  consideration  in  plan- 
ning for  the  year  ahead. 

c.  Sportswear  and  clothes  for  special 
occasions  are  important,  but  come  third 
on  the  hst  and  should  not  swallow  up 
•most  of  the  budget.  A  swimsuit  for  one, 
tennis  outfit  for  another,  a  cub  scout  or 
party  dress  for  others  are  examples.  Spe 
cial  interests  determine  what  should  be  in- 
cluded. 

d.  Where  the  money  will  come  from 
and  the  amount  that  can  be  allocated  for 
clothing     require     careful     study.      How 


much  money  will  be  needed  for  the  year 
ahead?  Make  an  estimate.  What  can 
each  do  to  help  get  what  is  needed?  Here 
is  a  splendid  opportunity  to  encourage  in- 
itiative in  earning  and  in  learning  how  to 
make  and  care  for  clothing. 

Step  number  four:  learn  the  basic 
rules  for  thrifty  shopping. 

1.  Shop  with  a  hst;  buy  only  the  items 
planned  for;  know  what  you  want,  and 
don't  depend  on  a  saleslady  to  tell  you 
what  to  get. 

2.  Have  a  color  plan,  a  basic  color 
could  be  decided  upon  for  each  family 
member.  Then,  whatever  is  purchased 
can  be  coordinated  in  various  combina- 
tions. 

3.  Buy  at  the  end  of  the  season,  and 
get  what  you  need  at  a  fraction  of  the 
cost  paid  by  early-season  shoppers. 

4.  Look  for  good-quality  fabrics  and 
simple,  beautiful  lines  that  will  bring 
satisfaction, 

5.  Learn  to  sew  and  make  your  own 
clothes;  a  clever  woman  with  a  needle  and 
thread  can  stretch  the  budget  twice  the 
distance. 

Perhaps  most  important  of  all,  the 
homemaker  must  become  clothes 
conscious  to  know  how  clothes  can 
lift  the  soul,  if  they  are  flattering  in 
line  and  scale  and  texture.  And 
don't  forget  color.  Just  because  a 
woman  is  advancing  in  years  doesn't 
mean  that  she  should  shift  into  neu- 
tral. Color  is  important  for  all 
ages. 

The  homemaker  by  her  own  ap- 
pearance can  set  the  example.  By 
taking  stock  of  herself  she  can  en- 
courage family  members  to  take 
stock  of  themselves.  An  attractive 
mother  in  a  well-kept  home  can  set 
the  tone  for  high  family  morale. 
Careful  wardrobe  planning  can  be 
of  inestimable  help  in  this,  as  well 
as  in  balancing  the  budget. 


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LITERATURE    •     America's  Literature 


The  Last  Hundred  Years 


Lesson  47  —  Sinclair  Lewis,  Annerican  Self-Satirist  (1885-1951) 

Elder  Briant  S.  Jacobs 

(Textbook:  America's  Literature  by  James  D.  Hart  and  Clarence  Gohdes, 
Dryden  Press,  New  York,  pp.  855-866) 

For  Third  Meeting,  April  1964 

Objective:   To  study  and  evaluate  middle-class  United  States  of  America  during  the 
1920'$  as  represented  in  the  life  and  writings  of  Sinclair  Lewis. 


''Mirror,  mirror  on  the  wall,  who 
is  fairest  of  us  all?''  The  relatively 
unknown  writer,  Harry  Sinclair 
Lewis,  created  his  most  telling  mir- 
ror of  the  1920's  on  his  typewriter; 
rather  than  proclaiming  the  most 
beautiful  and  fair,  he  caricatured 
himself  and  those  whom  he  had 
known  best  among  the  2,500  peo- 
ple of  Sauk  Centre,  Minnesota,  his 
typical,  all-American  home  town 
which  he  was  to  make  immortal. 
His  five  major  novels  which  ap- 
peared during  the  1920's  had  a 
magic  in  them  which  neither  he 
nor  his  publishers  could  foresee  or 
control.  His  novels  sold  far  into  the 
millions,  exceeding  even  his  fondest 
dreams  for  the  fame  and  money  he 
knew  one  day  were  to  be  his,  all 
earned,  to  be  sure,  by  his  two  index 
fingers  pecking  at  the  keyboard  so 
steadily  that  his  hands  and  wrists 
became  sore.  Then,  as  now,  few 
critics  list  his  name  among  Ameri- 
ca's greatest  writers.  He  himself  was 
painfully  aware  that  his  mimicking 
transcriptions  of  reality  often 
seemed    nearer   a   journalistic   tran- 


script of  everyday  living  than  the 
great  literary  art  or  style  young  Hal 
had  once  dreamed  of  achieving. 
While  many  loyal  writer  friends  and 
literary  critics  defended  his  work 
and  praised  it  highly,  he  founded  no 
such  literary  school  as  did  Howells 
before  him  or  Hemingway  after 
him.  How,  then,  are  we  to  account 
for  the  magic  of  his  appeal? 

A  full  accounting  would  be  pre- 
sumptuous, so  devious  are  the  pat- 
terns of  public  taste,  but  some  ap- 
peals are  obvious.  The  first  and 
greatest  is  as  immediate  as  a  yel- 
lowed high  school  year  book  or  a 
family  photograph  album.  A  sec- 
ond appeal  may  have  been  the 
emergence  of  a  new  identity  for  the 
Nation  as  it  struggled  to  find  itself 
among  the  complex  and  multiple 
cross-currents  of  our  modern  age; 
this  he  vividly  portrayed  in  his  writ- 
ings. A  third  appeal  may  have  been 
the  ''revolt  from  the  village,"  the 
smugness  and  mediocrity  of  small 
town  life,  which  found,  in  Lewis,  a 
major  spokesman.  He  sometimes 
cruelly  satirized  the  shortcomings  of 


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established  institutions  —  social,  in- 
tellectual, patriotic,  economic  and 
religious  —  for  smugness,  compla- 
cency, and  mediocrity  which  he 
found  to  be  their  dominant  charac- 
teristics. In  detailing  with  meticu- 
lous and  penetrating  realism  the 
human  foibles  of  middle-class  A- 
merica,  Lewis  was  both  idealist  and 
realist,  hating  his  drab,  stereotyped 
home  town  yet  loving  it.  The  seeds 
of  all  his  villains  and  heroes  lay 
within  himself,  there  tossed  about 
and  torn  apart  by  the  raging  con- 
flicts which  he  always  tried  so 
desperately  to  resolve  by  writing 
them  out  of  himself. 

The  Lewis  Family  Life 

Lewis'  father.  Dr.  E.  J.  Lewis, 
was  a  stern,  methodical,  parsimoni- 
ous man,  proud  of  his  Puritan  an- 
cestors and  dedicated  to  the  virtues 
of  responsibility  and  hard  work.  A 
school  teacher  before  he  began 
"reading  medicine"  in  a  Minnesota 
doctor's  office,  he  believed  strongly 
in  education  as  a  tool  necessary  for 
success.  Lewis'  mother  was  a  fellow 
teacher,  reared  in  Waseca,  Minne- 
sota, who  gave  birth  to  Harry,  her 
third  son,  in  1885.  She  was  sickly 
with  tuberculosis  and  pleurisy,  and 
died  when  he  was  six.  A  year  later 
Dr.  Lewis  brought  a  stepmother  in- 
to their  home.  She  often  read  to 
"Hal,"  gave  him  the  companionship 
not  to  be  found  in  his  father,  and 
earned  Hal's  lifelong  affection. 

When  the  oldest  brother  left  a 
Chicago  dental  school  in  mid-term 
he  returned  home  to  work  in  the 
flour  mill  and  to  marry,  but  he  was 
never  to  be  much  either  in  the  fam- 
ily or  in  Hal's  life.  It  was  his 
brother  Claude  who  was  the  father's 


favorite  son,  Claude  who  followed 
his  father's  footsteps,  to  medicaj 
school  and  a  profitable  medical 
practice  in  St.  Cloud,  Minnesota, 
Claude  who  was  wanted  and  suc- 
cessful, Claude  whom  the  gangly, 
lonely,  and  teased  Hal  envied  as  a 
boy  and  whom  he  tried  to  impress 
for  sixty  years  of  his  life. 

Without  a  strong  sense  of  be- 
longing in  his  home,  scorned  by  the 
one  girl  to  whom  he  made  puppy- 
love  advances,  left  out  by  Claude 
and  the  older  boys  whom  he  so  ad- 
mired because  of  his  being  the  "little 
brother"  who  always  wanted  to  tag 
along,  cast  out  by  boys  of  his  own 
age  save  for  one  lone  friend,  Hal 
found  comforting  escape  in  keeping 
a  diary  and  in  the  English  literature 
books  which  his  father  kept  in  the 
house  but  never  mentioned.  The 
beauty  and  idealism  of  the  romantic 
poets  best  filled  his  needs,  while 
nature  was  far  more  real  to  him  in 
the  pages  of  his  lifelong  passion, 
Thoreau's  Walden,  than  were  the 
rolling  Minnesota  prairies.  Little 
as  there  was  to  do  in  plain  Sauk 
Centre,  decades  before  the  advent 
of  organized  recreation,  lonely  Har- 
ry did  less.  Over  six  feet  before  he 
was  sixteen,  he  was  so  awkward  at 
dancing  that  he  never  learned,  yet 
he  attended  the  school  dances  by 
sitting  in  a  corner  and  reading  a 
book  the  entire  evening. 

When  he  was  seventeen  his  par- 
ents sent  him  to  Oberlin  Academy 
in  Ohio,  a  Congregational  school, 
where  he  experienced  a  religious 
ferment  and  strongly  desired  to  be- 
come a  foreign  missionary.  But 
after  a  summer  in  Sauk  Centre  he 
forgot  this  dream,  while  his  father 
decided  on  Yale  as  best  preparation 


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for  his  professional  future.  Here,  Street  has  been  translated  into 
as  at  Oberlin,  he  attended  practically  nearly  every  European  language,  it 
no  social  functions,  often  walked  is  usually  considered  that  Bahhitt 
alone  in  the  fields,  and  during  the  and  Arrowsmith  constitute  Lewis' 
summers  traveled  by  cattle  boat  to  best  work.  Exemplifying  his  non- 
Liverpool  and  Panama.  With  a  conformity,  he  declined  the  Pulitzer 
school  chum  he  spent  a  month  as  Prize  (for  Bahhitt)  in  1925.  It  was 
janitor  at  Helicon  Hall,  an  experi-  through  the  character  of  Bahhitt, 
ment  in  communal  living  dominated  an  American  businessman,  that 
by  the  socialist  reformer  and  novel-  Lewis  truly  pictured  himself.  How- 
ist,  Upton  Sinclair.  With  no  funds  ever,  in  1930,  when  he  was  the  first 
from  his  father  until  he  returned  to  American  to  be  offered  the  Nobel 
school,  he  made  a  meager  living  do-  Prize  (for  Arrowsmith),  he  accept- 
ing hack  work  for  various  maga-  ed.  Though  before  his  lonely  death 
zincs,  then  returned  to  Yale,  from  in  Rome  in  1952  at  the  age  of  sixty- 
which  he  was  graduated  in  1907.  He  seven  he  was  to  write  over  twenty 
toyed  with  the  possibilities  of  study-  novels,  innumerable  short  stories  and 
ing  law  and  medicine,  but,  instead  essays,  his  best  work  was  done  by 
followed  the  pattern  of  his  greatest  1930,  impossible  though  it  was  for 
college  interest  and  decided  to  be-  him  ever  to  admit  it. 
come  a  writer. 

Sorely    disappointed    in    Harry's  Homeless  Harry 

evident   irresponsibility.    Dr.    Lewis  After  Main  Street  made  Sinclair 

gave  him  no  financial  or  moral  sup-  Lewis  a  Great  Personage  his  success 

port.    Completely  on  his  own,  Har-  was  undeniably  proved  to  his  family 

ry    wrote     magazine    articles     and  and  home  town  in  terms  they  could 

corrected  copy  in  newspaper  offices,  understand  —  money.    Throughout 

finally  settling  in  New  York   City  the  remainder  of  his  life  Lewis  re- 

where,  in   1914,  he  married  Grace  turned   often,  but   never  could  he 

Hegger,    a    talented    and    beautiful  stay   long,    neither   there    nor    any 

young  girl  who  was  supporting  her-  place.    Having  achieved  success,  he 

self    by    working    on    the    staff   of  continued   to   pursue   success   even 

Vogue  magazine.    In  1917,  his  first  more  relentlessly;  all  he  ever  gained 

son.  Wells  Lewis,  was  born.  Before  from   his    endless   self-driving   were 

his  first  great  success  in  1920,  when  fame  and  money.    He  was  a  bundle 

Main  Street  was  published,  he  wrote  of    restless,    nervous    energy   which 

four    novels     which     were    mildly  never  exhausted  itself.     An  ''amus- 

praised.  ing,  ardent  person,   condemned   to 

After    the    phenomenal    sales    of  perpetual  vitality,"  he  spent  his  life 

Main    Street    guaranteed    both    his  searching    for    the    romantic    ideals 

fame  and  his  fortune,  Lewis  began  of    peace,    goodness,    and    beauty 

the  great  decade  of  his  life,  sustained  which  he  had  first  loved  in  his  lone- 

by  the  wide  acceptance  of  his  best  Iv  childhood;  not  finding  them  in 

novels,  Bahhitt  (1922),  Arrovvsniith  the  world  about  him,  he  attacked 

(1925),  Elmer  Gantry  (1927),  and  human  weakness  wherever  he  found 

IDodswoTth  (1929).  Although  Main  it,  both  in  himself  and  in  others. 

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more  and  more  frequently  exploding 
in  violent  tantrums  at  those  who, 
in  the  slightest,  opposed  his  will  or 
doubted  his  literary  greatness. 

Sinclair  Lewis  inspired  genuine 
love  in  Grace  Hegger,  his  first  wife, 
and  in  Dorothy  Thompson,  his  sec- 
ond, though  both  left  him,  alco- 
holism being  a  contributing  factor. 
He  loved  jokes  and  plotting  out 
actions  and  conversations  which 
amused  others.  Though  stingy  at 
times,  he  was  often  most  ger^erous, 
both  with  his  own  family  and  with 
struggling  writers.  When  he  so 
chose,  he  had  a  boyish  charm  and 
whimsical  warmth  which  gave  those 
near  him  delight.  Most  often  in  his 
earlier  years  he  could  be  tender  and 
gentle  to  adults;  never  could  he  com- 
municate with  children,  including 
his  own. 

Main  Street 

Everything  in  Lewis'  life  was 
secondary  to  his  writing.  His  writ- 
ing he  always  loved;  to  the  end  of 
his  life  he  frequently  lost  himself  in 
the  intensity  of  work,  successfully 
using  his  writing  as  escape  from  the 
personal  problems  he  could  neither 
face  nor  solve.  And  when  he  com- 
bined his  continuing  drive  to  know 
life  as  it  really  was  with  Sauk  Centre 
(called  Gopher  Prairie  in  the  novel) 
which  he  loved  so  fully  that  after 
his  youth  he  could  not  bear  living 
there  —  only  then  was  such  a  con- 
flicting combination  ready  to  pro- 
duce Main  Street,  which  appeared 
in  1920. 

The  novel  centers  about  Carol 
Kennicott,  wife  of  the  complaisant 
village  doctor.  Having  been  brought 
to  Gopher  Prairie  as  a  new  bride  by 
her  husband,  who  knows  her  talents 


and  her  restless  desire  to  improve 
her  world,  Carol  increasingly  feel's 
trapped. 

The  physical  makeup  of  the  town 
reveals  the  same  clutter,  conform- 
ity, and  subservience  to  established 
values  which  she  sees  in  its  inhabi- 
tants : 

Main  Street  with  its  two-story  brick 
shops,  its  story-and-a-half  wooden  resi- 
dences, its  muddy  expanse  from  concrete 
walk  to  walk,  its  huddle  of  Fords  and 
lumber-wagons,  was  too  small  to  absorb 
her.  .  .  .  The  skeleton  iron  windmill  on 
the  farm  a  few  blocks  away  at  the  north 
end  of  Main  Street  was  like  the  ribs  of 
a  dead  cow.  She  thought  of  the  coming 
of  the  Northern  winter,  when  the  unpro- 
tected houses  would  crouch  together  in 
terror  of  storms  galloping  out  of  that 
wild  waste.  They  were  so  small  and  weak, 
the  little  brown  houses.  They  were 
shelters  for  sparrows,  not  homes  for  warm 
laughing  people.   .   .   . 

Dyer's  Drug  Store,  a  corner  building 
of  regular  and  unreal  blocks  of  artificial 
stone.  Inside  the  store,  a  greasy  marble 
soda-fountain  with  an  electric  lamp  of  red 
and  green  and  curdled-yellow  mosaic  shade. 
Pawed-over  heaps  of  toothbrushes  and 
combs  and  packages  of  shaving-soap. 
Shelves  of  soap-cartons,  teething-rings, 
garden-seeds,  and  patent  medicines  in  yel- 
low packages  .  .  .  notorious  mixtures  of 
opium  and  alcohol,  in  the  very  shop  to 
which  her  husband  sent  patients  for  the 
filling  of  prescriptions.  .  .  . 

A  small  wooden  motion-picture  theater 
called  'The  Rosebud  Movie  Palace." 
Lithographs  announcing  a  film  called 
'Tatty  in  Love." 

Rowland  &  Gould's  Grocery.  In  the 
display  window,  black,  over-ripe  bananas 
and  lettuce  on  which  a  cat  was  sleeping. 
Shelves  lined  with  red  crepe  paper  which 
was  now  faded  and  torn  and  concentrical- 
ly spotted.  .  .  . 

A  score  of  similar  shops  and  establish- 
ments. 

Behind  them  and  mixed  with  them,  the 
houses,   meek  cottages   or   large,   comfort- 


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able,    soundly    uninteresting    symbols    of 
prosperity.   .   .  . 

In  all  the  town  not  one  building  save 
the  Ionic  bank  which  gave  pleasure  to 
Carol's  eyes;  not  a  dozen  buildings  which 
suggested  that,  in  the  fifty  years  of 
Gopher  Prairie's  existence,  the  citizens 
had  realized  that  it  was  either  desirable 
or  possible  to  make  this,  their  common 
home,  amusing  or  attractive  (from  Main 
Street,  pp.  33-37  passim.  Copyright  1920 
by  Harcourt,  Brace  &  World,  Inc.;  re- 
newed 1948,  by  Sinclair  Lewis.  Reprinted 
by  permission  of  the  publishers). 

From  the  street  and  all  that  it 
symbolizes  Carol  flees,  distraught  at 
the  thought  of  making  her  home 
and  future  in  Gopher  Prairie.  Evok- 
ing no  responses  from  her  husband, 
she  finds  stimulating  ideas  and  con- 
versation with  Miles  Bjornstam,  a 
drifting  jack-of-all  trades,  and  Guy 
Pollock,  the  local  lawyer,  who  more 
fully  defined  the  force  which  stulti- 
fies the  village: 

She  asked  impulsively,  "You,  why  do 
you  stay  here?" 

"I  have  the  Village  Virus." 

"It  sounds  dangerous." 

"It  is,  more  dangerous  than  cancer  that 
will  certainly  get  me  at  fifty  unless  I  stop 
this  smoking.  The  Village  Virus  is  the 
germ  which  —  it's  extraordinarily  like  the 
hook-worm  —  it  infects  ambitious  people 
who  stay  too  long  in  the  provinces.  You'll 
find  it  epidemic  among  lawyers  and  doc- 
tors and  ministers  and  college-bred 
merchants  —  all  these  people  who  have 
had  a  glimpse  of  the  world  that  thinks 
and  laughs,  but  have  returned  to  their 
swamp.  I'm  a  perfect  example.  .  .  .  When 
I  first  came  here  I  swore  I'd  'keep  up  my 
interest.'  Very  lofty!  I  read  Browning 
and  went  to  Minneapolis  for  the  the- 
aters. I  thought  I  was  'keeping  up.'  But 
I  guess  the  Village  Virus  had  me  already. 
I  was  reading  four  copies  of  cheap  fiction- 
magazines  to  one  poem.  I'd  put  off  the 
Minneapolis  trips  till  I  simply  had  to  go 
there  on  a  lot   of  legal  matters.    ...  I 


decided  to  leave  here.  Stern  resolution. 
Grasp  the  world.  Then  I  found  that  the 
Village  Virus  had  me,  absolute!  I  didn't 
want  to  face  new  streets  and  younger  men 
—  real  competition.  It  was  too  easy  to 
go  on  making  out  conveyances  and  argu- 
ing ditch  cases.  So  —  That's  all  of  the 
biography  of  a  living  dead  man  .  .  ." 
{Ibid.,  pp.  155-157). 


Chapter  XI  (text,  page  856)  de- 
tails Carol's  increasing  disillusion- 
ment when  she  joins  the  Thanatop- 
sis,  a  women's  study  club,  and  at- 
tempts to  inject  into  their  circle  her 
new  ideas  about  really  studying  a 
few  great  writings  and  about  bring- 
ing all  forces  of  the  community  to- 
gether to  build  beneficial  projects  in 
a  spirit  of  unselfish  cooperation. 
Rather  than  listening  to  Carol,  each 
person  speaks  in  tones  of  mutual 
distrust,  self-interest,  and  en- 
trenched prejudice.  As  she  raises 
her  hand  to  vote  for  the  measure 
she  abhors  (pressure  of  the  group 
being  the  true  mechanical  domi- 
nance which  forces  her  hypocrisy) 
she  begins  to  realize  how  effectively 
she  has  been  checkmated  in  her  ef- 
forts to  liberate  and  improve  her 
community. 

Increasingly  convinced  that  she 
will  suffocate  if  she  stays  in  Gopher 
Prairie,  Carol  leaves  Will  and  runs 
away  to  Washington,  D.C.,  where 
for  two  years  she  tries  in  vain  to 
discover  or  create  a  set  of  values  to 
replace  those  of  Minnesota  pro- 
vincialism. Neither  glad  nor  sorry 
to  be  back,  she  is  soon  expecting 
her  second  child  but  still  unwilling 
to  submit  to  the  village,  even  though 
she  knows  she  has  been  beaten.  One 
evening  before  retiring,  Carol  leads 
her  husband  to  the  nursery  and 
points  to  their  daughter. 


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"...  Do  you  see  that  object  on  the 
pillow?  Do  you  know  what  it  is? 
It's  a  bomb  to  blow  up  smugness.  .  .  . 
Think  what  that  baby  will  see  and  meddle 
with  before  she  dies  in  the  year  2,000! 
She  may  see  an  industrial  union  of  the 
whole  world,  she  may  see  aeroplanes  go- 
ing to  Mars." 

"Yump,  probably  be  changes  all  right," 
yawned  Kennicott. 

She  sat  on  the  edge  of  his  bed  while 
he  hunted  through  his  bureau  for  a  col- 
lar which  ought  to  be  there  and  per- 
sistently wasn't.  ...  "I  do  not  admit 
that  Main  Street  is  as  beautiful  as  it 
should  be!  I  do  not  admit  that  Gopher 
Prairie  is  greater  or  more  generous  than 
Europe!  I  do  not  admit  that  dish-wash- 
ing is  enough  to  satisfy  all  women!  I 
may  not  have  fought  the  good  fight,  but 
I  have  kept  the  faith." 

"Sure.  You  bet  you  have,"  said  Ken- 
nicott. "Well  good  night.  Sort  of  feels 
to  me  like  it  might  snow  tomorrow.  Have 
to  be  thinking  about  putting  up  the 
storm-windows  pretty  soon.  Say,  did  you 
notice  whether  the  girl  put  that  screw- 
driver back?"    {Ibid.,  pp.  450-451). 

And  the  subduing  of  Carol  is 
complete. 

Oi  What  Value,  Sinclair  Lewis? 

As  stated  by  T.  K.  Whipple, 
''Sinclair  Lewis  is  the  most  success- 
ful critic  of  American  society  be- 
cause he  is  himself  the  best  proof 
that  his  charges  are  just."  At  his 
own  true  and  idealistic  core  Sinclair 
Lewis  was  a  typical  middle-class 
American  who  passionately  opposed 
all  forms  of  tyranny  over  men's 
minds  and  spirits.  Though  his 
sympathies  for  oppressed  minority 
groups  is  revealed  elsewhere,  his  best 
novels  reveal  and  expose  the  most 
widespread,  most  dangerous  threat 
to  basic  freedoms:   the  self-tyranny 


of  established  prejudice  and  smug- 
ness, hypocritical  lip  service  to  the 
enduring  economic,  social,  and  re- 
ligious ideals,  while  at  the  same  time 
worshipping  bigness,  quantity,  and 
material  ''success."  Most  ironically, 
Lewis  himself  loved  these  very 
proofs  of  boosterism  and  measur- 
able success  which  he  satirized  most 
brilliantly.  Though  Sinclair  Lewis 
idealized  Thoreau's  economic  sim- 
plicity and  integrity,  in  his  inner 
heart's  immediate  worldly  desire, 
Lewis  loved  best  what  he  satirized. 

Lewis  had  a  sensitive  ear  which 
allowed  him  to  catch  the  idioms  of 
American  speech  as  no  writer  has 
done  since  Mark  Twain.  The  speech 
of  his  characters  is  loaded  with 
cliches  rarely  found  in  the  diction- 
ary but  still  alive  and  current:  "you 
tightwad,"  "roughneck,"  "why  sure, 
you  bet,"  "I  feel  punk,"  "I  work 
like  the  dickens,"  "common  as 
mud,"  "that  takes  the  cake,"  "I 
stuck  to  it  through  thick  and  thin." 
Sometimes  sentimental,  at  times 
overly  caustic,  Lewis  had  a  remark- 
able ability  to  mirror  architecture, 
detail  of  decor  and  design,  to  lam- 
poon and  reveal  folkways  of  Ameri- 
can middle  class. 

But  always  behind  the  irony  of 
Lewis  there  is  an  idealism  which 
conceives  of  a  better  society  than 
the  one  his  writings  reveal.  Out  of 
this  gap  between  what  was  and 
what  should  be  came  the  endless 
torrent  of  nervous  energy  which, 
controlled  and  directed,  produced 
his  best  works,  but  when  applied  to 
social  problems  not  entirely  ab- 
sorbed by  his  imagination,  yielded 
inferior  writings. 


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Thoughts  iox  Discussion 

1.  The  life  of  Dr.  E.  J.  Lewis,  Harry's 
father,  was  dominated  by  a  stern  sense 
of  duty.     Do  you  feel  this  sence  of  duty 


was  inherited   by   his   son,   or  was   it   re- 
pudiated by  him? 

2.  Do  you  feel  that  Lewis'  evaluation 
of  middle  class  America  during  the  early 
1920's  is  valid? 


SOCIAL  SCIENCE    •     Divine  Law  and  Chmch  Government 


Lesson   13  —  The  Opportunity  and  Responsibility  of  a  Calling  in  Church 
Government 

Elder  Ariel  S.  Ballif 

For  Fourth  Meeting,  April  1964 

Objective:  To  stress  the  importance  of  each  and  every  calling  to  the  successful  operation 
of  Church  government. 


,  .  .  when  ye  are  in  the  service  of  your 
fellow  beings  ye  are  only  in  the  service  of 
your  God  (Mosiah  2:17). 

...  by  love  serve  one  another.  For 
all  the  law  is  fulfilled  in  one  word,  even 
in  this;  Thou  shalt  love  thy  neighbour  as 
thyself  (Gal.  5:13-14). 

If  thou  lovest  me  thou  shalt  serve  me 
and  keep  all  my  commandments  (D  &  C 
42:29). 

A  wise  man  said,  "Human  so- 
cieties are  happy  in  proportion  as 
they  have  their  treasure  in  that  class 
of  goods  which  are  not  lessened  by 
being  shared." 

The  gospel  of  Jesus  Christ  re- 
quires from  each  member  a  personal 
investment  of  time,  intelligence,  tal- 
ent, and  wealth.  This  investment 
is  in  the  development  of  the  king- 
dom of  God. 

In  this  kingdom  (society)  the 
welfare  of  others  is  the  major  treas- 
ure and  service  is  the  medium  of  ex- 
change. Every  member  has  the 
opportunity  for  full  participation  in 


service  to  his  fellow  men.  There  is 
no  limit  to  one's  sharing  in  this 
treasure;  therefore,  as  the  wise  man 
suggests,  there  is  no  limit  to  his 
happiness.  Human  weaknesses,  self- 
ishness, covetousness,  and  greed  are 
the  obstacles  in  the  way  of  the  real- 
ization of  this  ideal. 

A  Lay  Leadership 

The  Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of 
Latter-day  Saints  depends  upon  a 
lay  leadership.  Every  member  in 
good  standing  is  eligible  to  hold 
office.  Service  in  this  respect  begins 
very  early.  Young  people  ten  and 
twelve  years  of  age  are  frequently 
called  to  positions  (Sunday  School 
class  officers,  deacon  presidencies, 
secretaries,  etc.). 

The  Church  does  not  have  a 
trained  or  professional  ministry.  It 
does  have  a  program  of  training  for 
leadership  that  begins  formally  with 
the  deacon  age  and  continues 
throughout  the  life  of  the  individual. 


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Because  of  this  opportunity  for  train- 
ing, the  Church  can  and  does  rightly 
expect  an  improved  leadership  from 
each  new  generation. 

An  important  part  of  this  leader- 
ship training  is  the  formulation  of 
an  attitude  of  willingness  to  serve. 
Members  in  this  Church  need  to 
develop  a  positive  attitude  toward 
acceptance  of  any  call  to  serve.  This 
comes  from  continued  teaching  and 
encouragement  to  all  members  from 
the  time  of  their  baptism.  It  is  also 
greatly  influenced  by  proper  ex- 
ample set  by  their  elders. 

Numbers  Involved  in  Leadership 

From  the  six  members  present  at 
the  organization  of  the  Church  on 
April  6,  1830,  there  has  been  a  con- 
tinual growth  in  membership.  With 
this  increase,  which  has  reached  an 
approximate  total  of  two  million 
members  (November  1963)  there 
has  been  a  tremendous  increase  in 
the  number  of  administrative  units 
in  the  government  of  the  Church. 
The  number  of  stakes  has  reached 
387  (November  1963)  and  the 
wards  and  branches  in  stakes  now 
number  approximately  3,588,  and 
there  are  73  missions. 

The  importance  of  the  above 
statistics  in  this  discussion  is  the  in- 
crease of  officers  and  teachers  re- 
quired to  operate  this  great  organ- 
ization. An  average  size  ward  (550 
members)  needs  approximately  250 
officers  and  teachers  to  complete 
the  organization  for  their  regular 
activities.  In  addition,  it  requires 
approximately  120  leaders  to  office 
the  stake  organization  properly. 
Both  ward  and  stake  leadership  and 
the  officers  needed  to  operate  the 
general    Church    organization   con- 


stitute a  tremendous  army  of  active 
members,  numbering  approximately 
forty-five  per  cent  of  the  total  mem- 
bership. 

It  is  the  practice  of  the  Church 
to  give  one  assignment  to  a  person. 
Also,  it  is  customary  to  change  the 
assignments  from  time  to  time.  This 
gives  more  people  opportunity  for 
service  with  a  wider  experience  in 
Churcli  government. 

The  Call  to  Service 

We  believe  that  the  leaders  of  this 
Church  are  called  by  divine  author- 
ity and  that  they  may  enjoy  the 
blessings  of  inspiration  and  revela- 
tion in  carrying  out  their  assign- 
ments. 

Divine  authority,  revelation,  and 
inspiration  are  involved  in  every 
assignment  made  in  Church  govern- 
ment. Each  person  is  called  by  the 
Priesthood  to  the  position  he  holds 
and  may  have  hands  laid  upon  him, 
receiving  the  blessings  of  heaven  to 
assist  him  in  carrying  out  his  call- 
ing. 

1.  Selection  of  Leaders.  Selection 
of  proper  leaders  is  a  vital  responsi- 
bility of  the  presiding  officers  in 
branches,  wards,  stakes,  missions, 
and  the  general  organization  of  the 
Church.  Using  the  ward  unit  as  an 
example,  the  bishop  is  responsible 
for  the  welfare  of  his  ward  members, 
spiritually  and  temporally.  Teach- 
ing plays  a  major  role  in  the  pro- 
gram of  the  Church.  The  ward  ex- 
perience provides  the  major  part 
of  the  religious  training  for  the 
members  of  the  Church.  The  bish- 
op, therefore,  must  know  his  people 
well  enough  so  that  he  can  select  as 
leaders  and  teachers  those  who  can 
give  strength  and  understanding  of 


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the  knowledge  of  the  gospel  to  The  Member's  Part  in 
other  members.  The  personal  life  Accepting  a  Calling 
of  the  teacher  or  leader  can  have  It  should  be  clear  that  any  call- 
more  influence  on  the  testimony  ing  in  this  Church  is  a  real  oppor- 
of  the  members  than  the  vocal  ex-  tunity.  First,  it  is  an  opportunity 
pression  of  the  lesson  in  class  or  in  for  service.  It  is  doing  something 
meeting.  for  others  with  an  unselfish  motive, 
2.  The  Personal  Interview.  Each  voluntarily  putting  forth  an  effort 
person  suggested  for  office  in  the  for  the  betterment,  relief,  or  general 
ward  should  be  approached,  in  welfare  of  someone  else.  (2)  It  is 
regard  to  the  calling,  by  the  bishop-  an  opportunity  for  self-improvement, 
ric.  Officers  of  organizations  may  One  cannot  do  anything  for  others 
suggest  names  of  desired  persons,  without  receiving  a  greater  benefit 
but  the  first  contact  should  be  made  for  himself.  This  may  express  itself 
by  the  bishopric  only.  After  the  in  mental  and  spiritual  growth  as 
interview  with  the  bishopric,  at  well  as  developing  in  him  greater 
which  time  they  satisfy  themselves  human  understanding.  ( 3 )  It  is  an 
that  this  person  is  right  with  the  opportunity  for  closer  association 
Lord,  properly  prepared  for  leader-  and  better  communication  with 
ship,  and  the  assignment  being  con-  God.  One  cannot  sincerely  and 
sidered  is  the  proper  one  for  this  conscientiously  accept  a  part  in  the 
person,  then  and  not  until  then,  Lord's  great  program  without  feel- 
the  bishopric  should  refer  the  per-  ing  his  influence  in  every  righteous 
son  to  the  officer  in  charge  and  the  effort  one  puts  forth  in  advancing 
member  of  the  bishopric   assigned  his  work. 

to  that  organization.  The  officer  in         In  accepting  a  call,  one  must  rea- 

charge   should    then    interview  the  li^g  that,  for  him,  this  call  is  the 

new  appointee  and  explain  in  detail  ^^^^  important  assignment  in  the 

the  responsibilities  and  obligations  Church.     To  the   extent   that  one 

of  the  calling.  Every  help  should  .  .  •  i.  ^  «'.  ^.o;«^ 
,  .  ,1  ^  a:-  ^  T_  excels  in  carryins;  out  one  s  assign- 
be  2iven  the  new  oiricer  or  teacher  ,  .  i  r  ^  t  j  i 
to  assist  him  in  successfully  meet-  "lent,  the  work  of  the  Lord  excels, 
ing  this  new  opportunity  for  service.  I*  is  the  unified  effort  of  all  officers 
Many  people  who  serve  success-  and  teachers  that  makes  the  Church 
fully  in  the  Church  are  not  highly  program  succeed, 
trained  for  their  assignments;  but  any  Responsibility  of  Church  Mem- 
member  who  is  willing  to  work  and  bers.  The  responsibility  is  not  only 
put  forth  a  sincere  effort  to  know  on  the  officers  and  teachers  for  the 
what  the  assignment  requires,  and  advancement  of  the  work  of  the 
who  is  humble  enough  to  recognize  Lord.  To  be  a  good  follower  is  an 
that  he  is  being  called  to  the  Lord's  essential  qualification  for  group 
work,  asking  in  faith  for  divine  help,  membership.  There  are  so  many 
can  fill  well  any  assignment  he  may  assignments  in  a  ward,  involving  so 
be  called  to  in  this  Church.  many    different    people,    that    each 


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person,  no  matter  what  his  special  Covenants  we  read,  ''No  person  is  to 

calKng  or  area  of  service  may  be,  be   ordained  to  any  office   in   this 

must  also  be  an  active  participant  church,  where  there  is  a  regularly 

as  a  ward  member.     In  fact,   one  organized  branch  of  the  same,  with- 

quality  of  good  leadership  is  being  out  the  vote  of  that  church"  (verse 

able  to  identify  oneself  effectively  65). 

with  the  group  in  a  variety  of  ways.  The  vote  of  a  member  should  be 
It  is  important  that  all  ward  mem-  carefully  thought  through  before  it 
bers  accept  the  opportunities  for  is  expressed.  This  is  not  a  demo- 
training  provided  by  the  organiza-  cratic  process  in  the  common  mean- 
tions  of  the  Church.  By  their  par-  ing  of  the  term.  We  believe  the 
ticipation  in  the  program,  growth  leadership  is  divinely  called  and  op- 
and  development,  both  spiritually  crates  under  the  inspiration  of  the 
and  mentally,  are  assured.  At  the  Lord.  Therefore,  when  the  appro- 
same  time,  the  activity  of  the  mem-  priate  officer  proposes  and  presents 
bership  provides  the  sustaining  and  people  to  be  sustained,  the  member- 
stimulating  influence  that  officers  ship  have  the  privilege  of  raising 
and  teachers  need  to  help  them  their  hands  for  or  against  the  recom- 
make  their  efforts  vital.  mendation.  Usually  the  presiding 
Importance  oi  the  Sustaining  Vote  officer  will  explain  that  the  major- 
The  members  of  a  ward  find  it  ity  rules,  but  he  would  give  con- 
quite  simple  to  raise  their  hands  sideration  to  the  objections  of 
when  the  names  of  people  are  read  the  dissenting  individual,  after  the 
to  fill  the  various  offices  in  the  meeting.  By  a  member's  raising  his 
Church.  Sometimes  the  presiding  hand  to  sustain,  he  approves  the 
officer,  so  familiar  with  this  pro-  selection,  the  assignment  and  he 
cedure,  does  this  assignment  in  such  fully  agrees  to  support  the  leader 
a  routine  way  that  the  members,  in  carrying  out  the  duties  of  his 
without  thinking,  raise  their  hands  office.  The  responsibility  of  the  sus- 
to  sustain.  This  is  not  a  healthy  taining  member  is  met  by  his  activity 
situation  to  have  in  any  ward.  How-  in  helping  to  make  the  officer  or 
ever,  more  frequently,  the  lack  of  teacher  successful.  Proper  action  is 
thought  in  the  process  of  sustaining  more  important  than  words  or  signs, 
leaders  is  on  the  part  of  the  mem-  "Verily  I  say,  men  should  be  anx- 
bers.  Their  indifference  is  clearly  iously  engaged  in  a  good  cause,  and 
expressed  in  their  failure  to  support  do  many  things  of  their  own  free 
the  sustained  leader  with  their  par-  will,  and  bring  to  pass  much  right- 
ticipation  in  the  activity  involved  in  eousness"  (D  &  C  58:27).  Active 
the  discharge  of  his  duty.  support  in  the  Church  requires  do- 
Sustained  by  Action.  When  a  ing  many  things  without  having  to 
member  of  a  ward  raises  his  hand  be  commanded.  This  admonition 
to  sustain  a  person  in  office,  he  is  applies  to  both  officers  and  mem- 
exercising  one  of  the  most  important  bers.  A  case  in  point  could  be  the 
duties  and  privileges  given  to  the  accomplishment  of  the  home  teach- 
membership  of  the  Church.  In  the  ing  program.  There  is  much  room 
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quirements  in  the  discharge  of  this 
assignment,  yet  at  times  pressure 
must  be  exerted  to  get  the  visits 
made  before  the  month  ends.  There 
are  examples  in  other  organizations 
ilhistrating  the  need  of  one's  sustain- 
ing action  as  well  as  the  uplifted 
hand. 

Limitations  in  Chuich  Callings 

At  the  time  a  person  is  called  to 
serve  in  any  office  in  this  Church, 
careful  instructions  should  be  given 
as  to  his  duties  and  responsibilities. 
A  true  quality  of  leadership  is  to 
recognize  the  extent  of  the  responsi- 
bility of  the  office.  The  individual 
also  should  seek  diligently  to  know 
his  duty  in  the  office  to  which  he 
has  been  called.  (D  &  C  107:99- 
100.) 

There  is  a  close  and  interlocking 
relationship  with  every  activity  and 
function  in  the  organization  of  the 
Church.  It  all  comes  under  the  di- 
rection of  the  Priesthood  and  in- 
sures the  orderly  operation  of  the 
kingdom.  When  duties  are  clearly 
defined  and  the  directions  followed, 
effective  operation  of  the  pro- 
gram is  .assured.  This  still  leaves 
room  for  the  expression  of  the  per- 
sonality and  the  initiative  of  the 
leader  in  executing  his  assignment. 
The  secret  of  success  in  all  Church 
work  is  being  in  tune  with  the  Spirit 
of  God  and  keeping  in  mind  always 
the  purpose  and  objective  of  the 
plan  of  life  and  salvation  —  which 
is  to  bring  to  pass  the  immortality 
and  the  eternal  life  of  man. 

1.  Many  Called  But  Few  Are 
Chosen.  In  the  121st  Section  of 
the  Doctrine  and  Covenants,  we  are 
reminded  that  to  be  chosen,  one 
must  be  in  tune  with  the  Lord.  The 


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things  of  this  world  can  and  do  be- 
come so  important  that  they  inter- 
fere with  the  discharge  of  our  as- 
signments in  the  Church.  The 
rights  of  the  Priesthood  are  insep- 
arably connected  with  the  powers 
of  heaven  and  can  only  be  con- 
trolled upon  the  principles  of  right- 
eousness. 

One  cannot  serve  the  Lord  satis- 
factorily in  any  office  or  calling  in 
this  Church  unless  the  principles  of 
righteousness  and  the  purpose  of  the 
Church  hold  first  place  in  one's 
thinking  and  acting.  There  is  no 
place  for  substitutes,  or  halfway 
marks  in  this  particular.  The  inabil- 
ity to  achieve  this  dedication  is  why 
''many  are  called  but  few  are 
chosen."  They  may  not  be  chosen 
because  of  their  failure  to  use  the 
opportunity  and  knowledge  with 
which  they  have  been  blessed  to 
pursue  the  work  of  the  Lord.  (See 
D&C  95:5-6.) 

2.  Love,  the  Guiding  and  Ruling 
Principle  of  Authority  of  the 
Church.  Once  again  we  return  to 
the  oft  referred  to  and  divine 
characteristic  of  love  of  fellow  men. 
In  the  following  quotation,  the  im- 
portance and  power  of  love  as  the 
dominant  motivation  in  the  Priest- 
hood is  forcefully  presented. 

No  power  or  influence  can  or  ought  to 
be  maintained  by  virtue  of  the  priesthood, 
only  by  persuasion,  by  long-suffering,  by 
gentleness  and  meekness,  and  by  love  un- 
feigned; 

By  kindness,  and  pure  knowledge,  which 
shall  greatly  enlarge  the  soul  without  hy- 
pocrisy, and  without  guile  — 

Reproving  betimes  with  sharpness,  when 
moved  upon  by  the  Holy  Ghost;  and  then 
showing  forth  afterwards  an  increase  of 
love    toward    him    whom    thou    hast    re- 


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Summary 

The  opportunities  and  responsi- 
bilities involved  in  a  calling  in 
Church  government  are  about  equal 
in  their  bearing  upon  the  person 
involved.  The  opportunities  result 
in  growth  and  development  of  the 
individual.  The  responsibilities  re- 
quire service  to  others;  assisting 
them  in  their  pursuit  of  happiness, 
understanding,  and  perfection.  This 
unselfish  dedication  to  service  in- 
creases the  efficiency  and  effective- 
ness of  the  person  and  builds  con- 
fidence and  competency  in  his  lead- 
ership. The  compensation  is  great 
in  net  returns  to  the  individual  ac- 
cepting a  calling.  The  true  value  of 
service  is  derived  from  the  consecra- 
tion of  time  and  talent  to  the  work 
of  the  Lord  which,  in  simple  terms, 
is  the  uplifting  of  mankind. 

References 

Doctrine  and  Covenants  58:121. 

WiDTSOE,  John  A.:  Piiesthood  and 
Church  Government,  Chapters  16;  18. 

Talmage,  James  E.:  Articles  of  Faith, 
Chapters  10;  24. 

Smith,  Henry  A.,  "Dynamic  Leadership 
of  the  First  Presidency  Accelerates  Pace  of 
Church- Wide  Activity,"  Church  News, 
December  29,  1962,  page  6. 

Thoughts  ioi  Discussion 

1.  In  vi^hat  way  does  the  law  of  conse- 
cration apply  in  this  lesson? 

2.  What  human  characteristics  interfere 
most  with  service  in  behalf  of  and  con- 
sideration for  the  welfare  of  mankind? 

3.  What  is  the  importance  of  a  lay 
leadership  in  the  plan  of  salvation? 

4.  What  are  the  opportunities  that 
arise  out  of  service  in  the  Church  pro- 
gram? 

5.  What  is  the  proper  procedure  for 
notifying  a  person  of  his  selection  for  an 
office  in  the  Church? 

6.  What  is  the  problem  involved  in 
this  quotation  "Many  are  called,  but  few 
are  chosen"? 


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First  Heartaches 

Gladys   Hesser   Burnham 

When  you  were  small  and  bumps  and  scratches  came 

I  kissed  them  better  and  they  mended  well; 

Now  you  are  older  and  heartaches  loom 

My  kisses  aren't  enough  to  break  the  spell. 

I  can  only  wait  with  anguished  sigh 

And  hope  your  confidence  is  mine  to  keep. 

If  I  can  just  be  there  to  smooth  your  hair 

My  soft  caress  may  be  what  makes  you  weep. 

The  unchecked  well  of  your  emotion  breaks 

And  floods  the  valley  of  your  first  heartaches. 


Cameos 

Dorothy  J.   Roberts 

The  slim  grace  of  her  childhood 

Now  I  shall  only  know 

In  memory  where  I  carry 

Her  face  like  a  cameo. 

The  brief  and  tender  mystery 

Of  childhood  now  is  lost, 

Save  in  a  pattern  of  the  mind 

Where  her  dainty  footsteps  crossed. 

Her  tiny  form  eludes  me  — 

Only  a  dream  I  save. 

She  would  not  pause  for  capture, 

Elusive  as  a  wave. 

But  just  as  she  left  the  portal 

Where  the  doors  of  childhood  close, 

I  caught  her  on  paper,  forever, 

A  girl  —  beautiful  as  a  rose. 


Precious  Moment 

Verda  P.   Bollschweiler 

The  birthday  girl,  with  wonder  in  her  eyes. 
Opened  a  storybook  when  she  awoke, 
Then  in  bewilderment  and  shocked  surprise. 
With  heartbreak  in  her  voice,  my  darling  spoke 

The  words  I'll  treasure  long  as  I'm  alive: 

"I  thought  that  I  could  read  when  I  was  five." 


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I  should  hold  you  as  my  enemy, 
Remembering  the  smell  of  dust  in  rain, 
The  hiss  of  drops  in  thirsty  soil,  the  drain 
Of  watersheds  in  rivers  to  the  sea, 
For  I  have  fought  as  hill  men  always  fight 
To  keep  the  water  on  the  land,  the  drouth 
With  puny  dams  across  the  canyon's  mouth, 
And  tending  furrows  through  the  weary  night. 
But  I  am  lost  in  shoreless  vastness,  drowned 
In  swirling  blue,  your  ancient  mystery 
Appeals  in  tongues  to  all  not  known  in  me, 
And  I  am  mesmerized  with  rhythmic  sound. 
Betrayed  by  fluid  veins  to  seek  your  shores, 
I  am  no  longer  alien,  I  am  yours. 


The  Cover: 

Frontispiece: 

Art  Layout: 
Illustrations: 


Palms  and  the  Sea,  Island  of  Maui,  Hawaii 

Transparency  by  Lucien  Bown 

Lithographed  in  full  color  by  Deseret  News  Press 

Monterey  Coast,  California 
Photograph  by  Josef  Muench 

Dick  Scopes 

Mary  Scopes 


As  a  proselyting  missionary,  I  have 
had  the  opportunity  of  assisting  to 
organize,  and  to  work  with  ReHef 
Societies  in  different  towns  in  Eng- 
land and  Wales.  I  wrote  to  my  mother 
about  this.  She  is  president  of  Relief 
Society  in  my  home  ward.  She  sent 
me  a  year's  subscription  to  the  Maga- 
zine. This  offered  me  adventure, 
spirituality,  and  education.  Within  the 
pages  of  the  wonderful  Magazine  I 
found  all  this  and  more.  The  Maga- 
zine is  a  wonderful  missionary  tool, 
as  well. 

—Elder  Dale  S.  Call 

British  Mission 


I  thank  my  Heavenly  Father  for  the 
warmth,  sincerity,  and  variety  of  the 
Magazine.  How  true  and  wise  are  the 
editorials  and  the  articles  on  points  of 
doctrine.  The  lessons  are  beautifully 
written.  The  literature  is  superb  — 
the  best  available. 

— Mrs.  Nedra  Zitelsberger 

Redondo  Beach,  California 


I  feel  that  I  must  take  a  moment 
in  spite  of  my  undone  work,  and  thank 
you  for  the  "Message  to  Young 
Mothers,"  by  Mary  M.  Ellsworth,  in 
the  October  Magazine.  For  sometime, 
although  I  have  hated  to  admit  it  to 
myself  or  to  anyone  else,  I  have  felt 
so  bogged  down  with  my  housewifely 
tasks  that  I  haven't  known  what  to  do. 
The  article  must  have  been  written 
with  me  in  mind!  My  biggest  problem 
has  been  that  I  have  so  many  failings, 
I  get  discouraged  before  I  even  start 
trying  to  change.  Now  I  have  a  practi- 
cal list  of  things  I  can  do.  I  feel  there 
may  be  hope  for  me  after  all. 

— Mrs.  Mildred  Martindale 

Rancho  Cordova,  California 


I  have  just  read  Sister  Ellsworth's 
"A  Message  to  Young  Mothers"  in  the 
October  issue  of  The  Relief  Society 
Magazine,  and  I  simply  must  pause  to 
let  you  know  that  I  think  it  is  truly 
wonderful.  Our  Magazine  representa- 
tive said,  in  recommending  the  article 
to  us,  "I  wish  I  had  read  it  twenty 
years  sooner,  when  I  was  rearing  my 
children."  Most  of  my  own  children 
are  still  being  reared,  and  they  should 
benefit  much  from  my  reading  of  this 
article. 

— Mrs.  Catherine  M.  Jaggi 
Brigham  City,  Utah 

I  love  and  appreciate  the  Magazine, 
and  enjoy  reading  the  stories  and 
poems.  I  have  been  trying  out  some 
of  the  recipes,  and  they  taste  real 
good.  I  especially  like  the  cover  pic- 
tures of  the  Magazine  and  the  frontis- 
pieces. I  am  impressed  with  each 
teacher's  message.  The  Magazine  is 
giving  me  a  rich  and  wonderful  edu- 
cation. 

— Dolly  Sahadeo 

Corentyne,  Berbice 
British  Guiana 

I  am  so  thrilled  with  all  the  wonder- 
ful articles  in  The  Relief  Society  Mag- 
azine. As  I  am  a  young  mother,  the 
Magazine  helps  me  in  my  home  and  in 
rearing  our  children. 
— Jo  Ann  Slade 

Cedar  City,  Utah 

The  Relief  Society  Magazine  helps 
to  strengthen  my  testimony  of  the  gos- 
pel of  Jesus  Christ  as  taught  in  his 
Church.  The  Magazine  is  filled  with 
inspiring  thoughts  from  wonderful 
leaders.  The  stories  contain  beautiful 
examples  of  right  living. 

— Magree  G.  Schaerr 

Kanab,  Utah 


82 


The 


Relief  Society  /lagazme 


FEBRUARY  1964     VOLUME  51      NUMBER  2 

Editor     Marianne  C.  Sharp 
Associate  Editor     Vesta  P.  Crawford 
General  Manager     Belle  S.  Spafford 


84  The  Influence  and  Responsibility  of  Women     Harold  B.  Lee 

90  In  Memoriam  —  President  Levi  Edgar  Young 

91  Lenore  C.  Gundersen  Appointed  to  the  General  Board      Fawn  H.  Sharp 

111  Heart  Fund  Dollars  Buy  Life  and  Hope 

112  National  Children's  Dental  Health  Week 

Fiction 

92  Mama  Lives  in  the  Kitchen  —  Second  Prize  Story     Lael  J.  Littke 
100     Your  Heart  to  Understanding  —  Chapter  1     Hazel  M.  Thomson 
122     Kiss  of  the  Wind  —  Chapter  8  (Conclusion)       Rosa  Lee  Lloyd 

General  Features 

82     From  Near  and  Far 

107  Woman's  Sphere     Ramona  W.  Cannon 

108  Editorial:  The  Words  That  Women  Write     Vesta  P.  Crawford 

110     Notes  to  the  Field:  Index  for  1963  Relief  Society  Magazine  Available 

Award  Subscriptions  Presented  in  April 
129     Notes  From  the  Field:  Relief  Society  Activities     Hulda  Parker 
160     Birthday  Congratulations 


114     A  Valentine  for  My  Husband     Helen  Hinckley  Jones 

116  Easy  Valentine  Cake     Janet  W.  Breeze 

117  Stretching  the  Food  Budget  —  Part  V  —  Wonders  With  Wheat  Using 

Bulgur  or  Cracked  Wheat     Marion  Bennion 
121     Letty  S.  Mickelson  Makes  Appliqued  Quilts  for  Relief  Society  Bazaars 

Lessons  for  May 

136    Theology  —  The  Book  of  Revelation     Roy  W.  Doxey 

142    Visiting  Teacher  Message  —  "And  Ye  Shall  Bear  Record  of  Me" 

Christine  H.  Robinson 
144    Work  Meeting  —  Plarming  Family  Recreation     Virginia  F.  Cutler 
146     Literature  —  Carl  Sandburg,  American  Folk  Singer    Briant  S.  Jacobs 
152     Social  Science  —  Summary  of  Organization  and  Structure  of  the  Church 

Ariel  S.  Ballif 


81     Sonnet  to  the  Sea  —  Frontispiece    Alice  Morrey  Bailey 
White  Miracle,   by   Linnie   F.   Robinson,   89;    Memories  on  a  Winter  Night,  by  Ida  Elaine 
James,  99;   Book   Interest,   by   Pearle  M.    Olsen,    106;   Womanhood,   by   Mary   Brown,    111; 
Did   the    Groundhog    See   His    Shadow?    by    Evalyn   M.   Sandberg,   112;   Remembering,  by 
Enola  Chamberlin,   113;   Frozen  Splendor,  by  Gladys  Hesser  Burnham,   141. 


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The  Influence  and  Responsibility  off  V\^omen 

Elder  Harold  B.  Lee 

of  the  Council  of  the  Twelve 

[Address  Delivered  at  the  General  Session  of  the  Relief  Society  Annual 
General  Conference,  October  2,  1963.] 


From  the  spirit  of  the  opening' 
prayer,  I  found  myself  with 
something  that  seems  to  be  in 
harmony  with  my  thinking,  with 
reference  to  the  tremendous  scope 
of  responsibility  and  influence 
that  womanhood  or  women  in  the 
Church  might  render,  first  to 
themselves  as  individuals,  then  to 
their  husbands,  as  supports  to 
their  children,  and  as  teachers 
and  exemplars  to  the  Church. 

It  was  with  this  thought  in 
mind  that  our  beloved  late  Presi- 
dent J.  Reuben  Clark,  Jr.  said: 

Youth  of  the  Church  are  hungry 
for  the  words  of  the  Lord.  Teachers, 
be  sure  you  are  prepared  to  feed  them 
the  bread  of  life  which  is  the  teach- 
ings of  Jesus  Christ.  If  they  live  up 
to  the  teachings  they  will  have  more 
happiness  than  they  have  ever 
dreamed  of.  Sometimes  we  get  a 
notion  that  we  have  to  entertain 
people  to  get  them  to  come  to  Church. 
Youth,  as  well  as  older  people,  we 
know,  are  hungry  for  the  words  of  the 
Lord. 

It  is  wonderful  that  we  come 
to  realize  that  within  the  revealed 
gospel  of  Jesus  Christ  and  from 
the  teachings  of  our  Church  lead- 
ers in  this  dispensation,  may  be 
found  the  answer  to  every  ques- 
tion and  a  solution  to  every 
problem  essential  to  the  social, 
the  temporal,  and  the  spiritual 
welfare  of  human  beings,  all  of 


whom,  of  course,  are  the  children 
of  our  Heavenly  Father. 

I  read  somewhere  a  statement 
from  the  president  of  the  Stand- 
ard Oil  Company  of  Indiana  that 
gave  me  some  thought.  He  said: 
"The  fulness  of  life  is  not  to  be 
determined  by  its  length  but  by 
its  breadth  times  its  depth."  And, 
as  I  read  further,  what  he  meant 
were  three  things  that  determine 
the  fulness  of  life:  First,  good 
health  is  essential;  second,  broad 
scholastic  training.  When  I  read 
that  I  remembered  what  the  late 
humorist  Will  Rogers  said:  "The 
most  educated  person  in  the 
world  is  an  ignorant  man  when 
you  get  him  off  the  subject  in 
which  he  is  educated."  And, 
third,  the  depth  —  deep  spiritu- 
ality. Hence,  the  fulness  of  life 
is  determined  by  good  health, 
broad  scholastic  training,  and 
deep  spirituality. 

Wouldn't  it  be  wonderful  for 
a  mother  to  hear  her  teenage  son 
say,  when  mother  sits  down  to 
read  a  book  on  the  art  of  home- 
making,  "Mother,  what  are  you 
reading?"  And  she  answers,  "I 
am  reading  about  the  art  of  home- 
making."  And  to  have  the  son 
say,  "I  couldn't  think  of  anyone 
who  needs  it  less."  Wouldn't  you 
like  to  have  your  son  say  that  to 
you?  Or,  to  have  your  family  say 
on    some    Christmas   Eve    when 


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you  had  home  night,  as  they 
come  to  kiss  you  goodnight, 
''Mother,  why  couldn't  we  have 
Christmas  Eve  every  week?"  Or, 
when  mother  and  father  at 
extreme  expense  have  done  some- 
thing extra  special  in  re-decorat- 
ing or  refurnishing  the  house, 
extending  themselves  to  the  limit, 
to  have  the  family  say,  "You 
know,  our  home  could  now  be  the 
showplace  of  the  whole  communi- 
ty." Such  is  the  touch  of  mother- 
hood in  homemaking  that  can  be 
so  vital  in  a  child's  life. 

I  read  the  other  day  again  the 
words  of  the  sainted  mother  of 
the  Prophet  Joseph  the  night 
that  he  went  to  get  the  plates. 
I  read  her  writing: 

On  the  night  of  September  21  I  sat 
up  very  late.  ...  I  did  not  retire  until 
after  twelve  o'clock  at  night.  About 
twelve  o'clock  Joseph  came  to  me  and 
asked  if  I  had  a  chest  with  a  lock  and 
key.  I  knew  in  an  instant  what  he 
wanted  it  for,  and  not  having  one,  I 
was  greatly  alarmed,  as  I  thought  it 
might  be  a  matter  of  considerable 
moment.  But  Joseph,  discovering  my 
anxiety,  said,  "Never  mind.  Mother. 
I  can  do  very  well  for  the  present 
without  it  —  be  calm  —  all  is  right." 

Shortly  after  this  Joseph's  wife 
passed  through  the  room  with  her 
bonnet  and  riding  dress,  and  in  a  few 
minutes  they  left  together,  taking  Mr. 
Knight's  horse  and  wagon.  /  spent  the 
night  in  prayer  and  supplication  to 
God,  for  the  anxiety  of  my  mind 
would  not  permit  me  to  sleep.  At  the 
usual  hour  I  commenced  preparing 
breakfast.  My  heart  flooded  at  every 
footstep,  as  I  now  expected  Emma 
and  Joseph  momentarily  and  feared 
lest  Joseph  might  meet  with  another 
disappointment  (History  of  Joseph 
Smith,  by  his  mother,  Lucy  Mack 
Smith,  page  102) . 


I  say  to  you  mothers,  if  you 
ever  have  sons  and  daughters 
who  amount  to  what  they  should 
in  the  world,  it  will  be  in  no  small 
degree  due  to  the  fact  that  your 
children  have  a  mother  who 
spends  many  nights  on  her  knees 
in  prayer,  praying  God  that  her 
son,  her  daughter,  will  not  fail. 
I  remember  at  the  foolish  years 
of  my  teenage  life,  my  mother 
came  to  me  with  an  intuitive  im- 
pression and  warning  which  I 
brushed  off  as  foolish  teenagers 
do.  "Oh,  mother,  that's  silly,"  I 
said,  then  within  only  a  month, 
to  stand  face  to  face  with  the 
temptation  about  which  mother 
had  warned.  I  never  had  the 
courage  to  go  back  and  tell  her 
how  right  she  was,  but  I  was  on 
guard  because  someone  warned 
—  my  mother. 

Some  years  ago  there  was 
printed  in  the  Era  an  interesting 
article  under  the  title,  "Seven 
Minutes  in  Eternity."  This  in- 
dicated some  kind  of  forces  that 
work  beyond  our  sight.  Some- 
times we  think  the  whole  job  is 
up  to  us,  forgetful  that  there  are 
loved  ones  beyond  our  sight  who 
are  thinking  about  us  and  our 
children.  We  forget  that  we  have 
a  Heavenly  Father  and  a  Heaven- 
ly Mother  who  are  even  more 
concerned,  probably,  than  our 
earthly  father  and  mother,  and 
that  influences  from  beyond  are 
constantly  working  to  try  to  help 
us  when  we  do  all  we  can.  I  will 
read  just  a  few  paragraphs  this 
man  writes  under  this  heading, 
"Seven  Minutes  in  Eternity": 

.  .  .  One  day  in  my  office  I  took  a 


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FEBRUARY  1964 


package  of  cigarettes  fom  my  desk. 
About  to  apply  a  light  to  one  of  them, 
/  heard  a  voice  say  as  gently  as  any 
worried  mother  might  caution  a  care- 
less son,  "Oh,  Bill,  give  up  your  ciga- 
rettes!" And  even  before  it  had  oc- 
curred to  me  that  no  one  was  present 
in  the  flesh  to  address  me  thus  audib- 
ly, I  answered:  "All  right!"  and  tossed 
the  package  into  the  near-by  waste- 
basket.  I  went  all  that  day  without 
smoking.  Next  morning,  again,  I 
reached  for  my  tobacco  tin  across  my 
desk  to  load  up  my  corncob  pipe.  It 
was  knocked  from  my  hands  with  a 
slap  that  tossed  it  upward  in  the  air 
and  deposited  it  bottom  upward  at  my 
feet  with  the  tobacco  spilling  out.  No 
cautioning  this  time.  But  I  knew! 

I  haven't  smoked  tobacco  in  any 
form  from  that  day  to  the  present  — 
this  after  twenty  years  of  smoking  a 
dozen  cigars  a  day,  lighting  one  from 
the  butt  of  another.  Moreover,  I 
haven't  had  the  slightest  ill  effect  nor 
did  I  go  through  the  agonizing  torture 
of  "breaking  off."  I  just  didn't  smoke 
anymore  —  didn't  have  the  nervous 
urge  —  didn't  even  give  tobacco  a 
thought. 

The  same  strange  prohibition  seemed 
to  shut  down  on  coffee,  tea,  alcohol, 
and  meats.  I  endured  not  the  slightest 
distress  in  giving  these  items  up.  They 
simply  ceased  to  exist  for  me.  [Mind 
you,  this  is  not  a  member  of  the 
Church  writing.]  And,  inversely,  a 
strange  new  sensation  began  to  mani- 
fest itself  in  my  muscles  and  organs. 

I  had  the  glorious  feeling  of  physi- 
cal detachment  from  the  handicaps  of 
bodily  matter.  No  .form  of  bodily  ex- 
ercise seemed  to  take  energy  that  I 
had  consciously  to  supply.  I  had  al- 
ways been  slightly  stoop-shouldered. 
Without  any  unusual  exercise,  my 
spine  straightened  of  itself,  so  to  speak. 

Along  with  this  physical  phenomena 
went  the  unexplainable  faculty  of 
withstanding  fatigue.  If  I  wearied 
myself  by  prolonged  physical  labor,  it 
was  the  healthy  weariness  of  boyhood 
that  overtook  me,  and  a  sound  night's 
sleep  wrought  complete  readjustment. 
On  the  other  hand,  I  found  that  I 
could    sit    at    my    typewriter    twelve 


hours  at  a  stretch,  if  necessary,  with 
hardly  a  muscle  protesting.  I  had 
suffered  consistently  from  insomnia 
ever  since  a  period  in  my  twenties 
when  I  worked  as  police  reporter  on 
a  morning  newspaper.  Now  I  went  to 
bed  and  to  sleep. 

With  this  physical  alteration  came 
a  different  feeling  toward  those  around 
me.  This  perhaps  was  the  most 
astoimiding  aftermath  of  the  whole  ad- 
venture. Certainly  it  appeared  to  have 
convinced  my  friends  that  some  ex- 
traordinary thing  had  occurred,  since 
it  dramatized  my  rejuvenation,  so  to 
speak,  and  gave  them  something  to 
perceive  with  their  senses.  .  .  . 

At  any  rate,  whether  I  am  right  or 
wrong,  I  know  that  for  a  limited  time 
one  night  last  year  out  in  California 
my  spiritual  entity  left  my  body  and 
went  somewhere — a  concrete  place 
where  I  could  talk,  walk  about,  feel, 
and  see;  where  answers  were  returned 
to  questions  addressed  to  physically 
dead  people,  which  have  checked  up 
in  the  waking  world  and  clarified  for 
me  the  riddle  of  earthly  existence. 

I  know  there  is  no  death,  because, 
in  a  manner  of  speaking,  I  went 
through  the  process  of  dying,  came 
back  to  my  body  and  took  up  the 
burden  of  earthly  living  again.  I  know 
that  the  experience  has  metamor- 
phosed the  cantankerous  Vermont 
Yankee  that  was  once  Bill  Pelley,  and 
launched  him  into  a  wholly  different 
universe  that  seems  filled  with  naught 
but  love,  harmony,  health,  good  hu- 
mor, and  prosperity.  ,  .  (Excerpts 
from  "Seven  Minutes  In  Eternity,"  by 
William  Dudley  Pelley,  Improvement 
Era,  June  1929,  pp.  621-628;  July  1929, 
pp.  713-721). 

Unseen  forces  at  work  can  un- 
dermine, as  well  as  strengthen 
our  characters,  and,  at  the  same 
time,  there  are  unseen  forces  that 
strengthen  or  threaten  to  destroy 
our  homes.  I  read  from  a  state- 
ment by  President  Joseph  F. 
Smith,  in  order  to  impress  these 
facts: 


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THE  INFLUENCE  AND  RESPONSIBILITY  OF  WOMEN 


I  believe  that  every  individual  in  the 
Church  has  just  as  much  right  to  en- 
joy the  spirit  of  revelation  and  the 
understanding  from  God  which  that 
spirit  of  revelation  gives  him  for  his 
own  good,  as  the  bishop  has  to  enable 
him  to  preside  over  the  ward.  Every 
man  has  the  privilege  to  exercise  these 
gifts  and  these  privileges  in  the  con- 
duct of  his  own  affairs,  bringing  up 
his  children  in  the  way  they  should  go, 
and  in  the  management  of  his  farm, 
his  flocks,  his  herds,  and  in  the  man- 
agement of  his  business,  if  he  has 
business  of  other  kinds  to  do;  it  is  his 
right  to  enjoy  the  spirit  of  revelation 
and  of  inspiration  to  do  the  right 
thing,  to  be  wise  and  prudent,  just 
and  good  in  everything  that  he  does. 
I  know  that  this  is  a  true  principle, 
and  I  know  that  I  know  it,  too;  and 
that  is  the  thing  I  would  like  Latter- 
day  Saints  to  know  .  .  .  (President 
Joseph  F.  Smith,  Gospel  Doctrine,  pp. 
34-35). 

It  has  sometimes  been  sorrowful  to 
see  respected  members  of  the  Church, 
men  and  women  who  should  know  bet- 
ter, to  allow  themselves  to  become  the 
tools  of  seductive  spirits.  Such  men, 
seem,  for  the  time  at  least,  to  lose 
sight  of  the  fact  that  the  Lord  has 
estabUshed  on  earth,  the  Priesthood 
in  its  fullness;  and  that  by  direct  rev- 
elation and  commandment  from  heav- 
en; that  he  has  instituted  an  order  or 
government  that  is  beyond  the  capac- 
ity, and  that  is  superior  to  the  wisdom 
and  understanding  and  learning  of 
man,  so  far,  indeed,  that  it  seems  im- 
possible for  the  human  mind,  unaided 
by  the  Spirit  of  God  to  comprehend 
the  beauties,  powers,  and  character 
of  the  Holy  Priesthood.  .  .  (Ibid.,  pp. 
40-41). 

It  is  not  the  business  of  any  indi- 
vidual to  rise  up  as  a  revelator,  as  a 
prophet,  as  a  seer,  as  an  inspired  man, 
to  give  revelation  for  the  guidance  of 
the  Church,  or  to  assume  to  dictate, 
to  the  presiding  authorities  of  the 
Church  in  £my  part  of  the  world, 
much  less,  in  the  midst  of  Zion  where 
the   organizations    of    the    Priesthood 


are  about  perfect,  where  everything 
is  complete,  even  to  the  organization 
of  a  branch.  .  .  .  The  moment  an 
individual  rises  up,  assuming  the  right 
to  control  £uid  to  dictate,  or  to  sit  in 
judgment  on  his  brethren,  especially 
upon  those  who  preside,  he  should  be 
promptly  checked,  or  discord,  division 
and  confusion  will  be  the  result.  Every 
man  and  woman  in  this  Church  should 
know  better  than  to  yield  to  such  a 
spirit;  and  the  moment  that  such  a 
feeling  presents  itself  to  them  they 
should  rebuke  it  as  it  is  in  direct  an- 
tagonism to  the  order  of  the  Priest- 
hood and  to  the  spirit  and  genius  of 
this  work.  We  can  accept  nothing  as 
authority  but  that  which  comes  direct- 
ly through  the  appointed  channel,  the 
constituted  organizations  of  the  Priest- 
hood which  is  the  channel  that  God 
has  appointed  through  which  to  make 
known  his  mind  and  will  to  the  world 
(Ibid.,  pp.  41-42). 

I  wish  we  could  understand 
that  principle,  for  among  us  are 
those  who  are  spreading  false  doc- 
trine, setting  themselves  up  as 
authority  and  to  receive  revela- 
tions. Presumably,  when  you 
leave  this  conference  or  your 
stake  conference,  you  will  find 
plastered  on  your  windshield  lit- 
erature from  these  apostate 
groups  intended  to  confuse.  You 
sisters  must  be  on  guard  lest  you, 
in  an  unguarded  moment,  fall 
prey  to  those  sophistries. 

Parents,  of  course,  have  a  tre- 
mendous responsibility.  All  that 
the  Church  may  do  can  be  con- 
sidered only  as  secondary  to  the 
great  responsibility  of  parent- 
hood. Someone  has  said:  "Par- 
ents wonder  why  the  streams  are 
bitter,  when  they,  themselves, 
have  poisoned  the  fountain." 
When  I  say  that,  I  am  thinking 
of  modesty,  of  honesty.  Dr.  Sarn- 
off  said:  "The  happiest  people  I 


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have  known  have  not  been  the 
people  of  great  worldly  wealth, 
achievements,  o  r  accomplish- 
ments. They  have  been  the  sim- 
ple people  who  are  happily  mar- 
ried, enjoying  good  health,  and 
enjoying  good  family  life.'* 

I  remember  some  while  ago  rid- 
ing on  a  subway  in  lower  Man- 
hattan. There  was  a  poster  that 
showed  a  beautiful  little  girl, 
maybe  six  or  seven,  looking  up 
into  the  face  of  a  young  father. 
They  were  both  of  them  just 
laughing  their  hearts  out.  She  ap- 
parently had  told  him  something, 
and  he  was  enjoying  it,  and  it 
wasn't  advertising  anything.  And 
as  I  looked  at  that  happy  picture, 
my  eyes  wandered  down  below 
where  it  asked:  "Are  you  too  old 
to  laugh  at  kid  stuff?"  Well,  the 
answer  was  obvious.  If  you  are, 
then  don't  try  to  teach  children. 
And  then  the  poster  declared: 
"Where  family  Hfe  ends,  child  de- 
linquency begins."  It  has  been 
well  said  that  the  richest  soil,  if 
uncultivated,  produces  the  rank- 
est weeds. 

Elder  Adam  S.  Bennion  told  us 
about  a  survey  that  he  made  over 
years  of  experience  with  honor 
students  at  various  graduation 
exercises,  the  valedictorians.  And, 
to  his  amazement,  he  found  that 
in  the  great  majority  of  cases, 
those  who  had  been  thus  honored, 
were  the  sons  and  daughters  of 
widowed  mothers,  in  large  part. 
That  achievement  in  no  smaD 
part  is  due  to  the  great  influence 
of  wonderful  mothers. 

I  came  across  a  statistical 
study  that  was  made  of  happy 
marriages  and  divorces,  where  it 


was  found  that  the  following  fac- 
tors have  a  very  high  statistical 
correlation  with  successful  mar- 
riages. Note  these:  first,  age 
twenty  or  more  for  both  partners 
at  the  time  of  marriage;  second, 
first  date  alone  for  both  partners 
occurred  in  the  late  teens;  third, 
courtship  for  at  least  nine 
months;  fourth,  no  pre-marital 
petting  or  sexual  relations;  fifth, 
religious  and  sex  instructions 
from  parents  and  teachers;  sixth, 
church  membership  and  attend- 
ance at  least  three  times  a  month. 

Now  this  was  made  by  some- 
one other  than  members  of  the 
Church.  Factors  that  had  high 
statistical  correlation  with  di- 
vorce were:  first,  teenage  mar- 
riages; second,  early  dating  alone, 
often  as  early  as  thirteen  years; 
third,  little  or  no  religious  in- 
struction in  the  home  or  poor 
church  attendance;  fourth,  most 
sex  instruction  from  friends;  fifth, 
heavy  petting  and  sexual  rela- 
tions before  marriage,  often  with 
persons  other  than  the  one  whom 
they  later  married  (a  pretty 
shaky  foundation  on  which  to 
found  a  home). 

I  heard  a  lovely  mother,  she 
may  be  here,  who  quoted  this 
beautiful  verse: 

Father,    between    Thy    strong    hands, 

Thou  hast  bent 
The  clay  but  roughly  into  shape,  and 

lent 
To  me  the  task  of  smoothing  where 

I  may 
And  fashioning  to  a  gentler  form  Thy 

clay  — 
To    see    some    hidden    beauty    Thou 

hadst  planned. 
Slowly  revealed  beneath  my  laboring 

hand; 


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THE  INFLUENCE  AND  RESPONSIBILITY  OF  WOMEN 


Sometime  to  help  a  twisted  thing  to 

grow 
More  straight;  this  is  full  recompense, 

and  so 
I  give  Thee  but  the  praise  that  Thou 

wouldst  ask  — 
Firm  hand  and  high  heart  for  the  fur- 
ther task. 

— Dorothy  Littlewort 
(Quoted  from  Teaching  As  the  Direc- 
tion of  Activities,  by  John  T.  Wahl- 
quist,  page  11.) 

In  a  letter  written  from  Liberty 
Jail,  the  Prophet  Joseph  Smith 
wrote  to  the  saints: 

You  know,  brethren,  that  a  very 
large  ship  is  benefited  very  much  by 
a  very  small  helm  in  time  of  a  storm 
by  being  kept  workwise  with  the  wind 
and  the  waves.  Therefore,  dearly  be- 


loved brethren,  let  us  cheerfully  do  all 
things  that  lie  in  our  power  and  then 
may  we  stand  still  with  the  utmost 
assurance  to  see  the  salvation  of  God, 
for  his  arm  shall  be  revealed. 

This  I  pray  we  may  all  do,  ex- 
erting all  that  lies  within  our 
powers  to  raise  the  standard  and 
to  maintain  the  high  richness  of 
life  which  the  Church  and  gospel 
teachings  will  offer  to  our  chil- 
dren and  our  people,  and  then 
with  full  assurance  that  God  and 
agencies  beyond  our  sight  will 
stand  by  us  to  aid  and  to  aug- 
ment our  humble  efforts.  That 
this  may  be  so,  I  pray  humbly  in 
the  name  of  the  Lord,  Jesus 
Christ.  Amen. 


Whit<^  Miracle 

Linnie  F.   Robinson 

These  are  the  days  one  never  thinks  will  come, 
These  days  beyond  the  harvest,  days  of  death; 
As  winter  spreads  its  frost  upon  the  ground 
It  makes  a  crystal  beauty  of  its  breath, 
And  sends  a  silence,  louder  than  the  hour, 
Into  the  soul,  speaking  of  time  and  change. 
It  lays  a  hand  upon  the  lips  of  man 
And  stills  the  song  upon  the  summer  range. 
Yet,  in  the  filigree  of  white  on  bough. 
Turning  these  slender  trees  to  fragile  lace, 
I  long  to  hold  back  time  before  my  face. 
Oh,  let  no  sudden  blast  break  here 
With  black-browed  fury  to  change  this  world 
And  carry  off  this  frosted  miracle. 


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IN  MEMORIAM 

President 
Lem  Edgar  Young 

of  the  First  Council  of  Seventy 
February  2,  1874  —  December  13,  1963 

President  Levi  Edgar  Young, 
senior  President  of  the  First 
Council  of  Seventy,  died  Decem- 
ber 13,  1963.  Well  loved  and  much 
respected,  President  Young  had 
been  a  member  of  the  Council 
since  1910,  carrying  forward  a 
legacy  of  service  received  from  his 
faithful  forebears.  Both  his  father, 
Seymour  B.  Young,  a  noted  phy- 
sician, and  h  i  s  grandfather, 
Joseph  Young,  a  brother  of  Presi- 
dent Brigham  Young,  lived  to  be 
senior  presidents  of  the  First 
Council  of  Seventy. 

Throughout  his  life  President 
Young  was  devoted  to  scholar- 
ship and  education.  He  was  grad- 
uated from  the  University  of 
Utah  in  1895,  and  immediately 
began  a  teaching  career  that  con- 
tinued, alternately  with  mission 
calls,  for  most  of  his  life.  He 
served  as  professor  of  English  at 
the  Latter-day  Saints  University 
in  Salt  Lake  City,  and  later,  while 
attending  Harvard  University,  he 
became  deeply  interested  in  his- 
tory and  was  a  noted  scholar  and 
authority,  particularly  in  the  field 
of  western  history.  He  taught 
history  at  the  University  of  Utah 
for  forty  years.  He  was  president 
of  the  Utah  State  Historical  So- 
ciety for  many  years,  and  in  rec- 
ognition of  his  contributions  to 
research,  and  writing  and  teach- 
ing of  history,  he  was  given  the 


signal  honor  of  membership  in 
the  Royal  Society  of  Edinburgh, 
a  distinction  usually  reserved  for 
natural  scientists. 

He  labored  as  a  missionary  in 
Germany,  and  in  1902  was  named 
President  of  the  Swiss  Mission, 
becoming  one  of  the  youngest 
mission  presidents  to  serve 
in  the  Church.  From  1922  to 
1934  he  was  President  of  the 
Temple  Square  Mission  and  for 
three  years  he  presided  over  the 
New  England  Mission. 

The  General  Board  and  mem- 
bers of  Relief  Society  in  all  the 
stakes  and  missions  of  the  Church 
extend  sympathy  and  sisterly 
love  to  President  Young's  family 
—  his  wife  Valeria  Brinton 
Young,  and  his  three  daughters: 
Harriet  Y.  Khne,  Jane  Y.  Raw- 
son,  and  Eleanor  Y.  Van  Orden, 
and  to  the  grandchildren  and 
other  relatives  and  friends.  Presi- 
dent Young  has  left  a  resplendent 
heritage  of  faith  and  good  works 
to  his  family  and  to  the  Church. 


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Lenore  C.  Gundersen 

Appointed 

to  General  Board 

Fawn  H.  Sharp 

Member,  General  Board 
of  Relief  Society 

Lenore  C.  Gundersen  was  ap- 
pointed a  member  of  the  General 
Board  of  Relief  Society,  Decem- 
ber 5,  1963.  She  exempHfies,  in 
her  everyday  Hving,  the  sterhng 
quahties  of  her  pioneer  ancestors 
—  thrift,  love,  patience,  depend- 
ability, courage,  and  a  dedication 
to  family  and  Church. 

Sister  Gundersen  is  the  eighth 
child  of  Virginia  Burton  Cutler 
and  Ralph  Cutler.  Lenore's  father 
and  mother  were  active  Church 
members,  maintaining  a  home  in 
which  the  Priesthood  was  always 
honored.  Lenore  states  that  her 
mother,  now  eighty-five  years  of 
age,  has  always  been  an  inspira- 
tion to  her. 

Lenore  attended  business  col- 
lege and  served  as  secretary  to 
Sister  Clarissa  A.  Beesley  of  the 
Y.W.M.LA.  for  three  and  one- 
half  years.  She  married  Joseph  A. 
Gundersen,  November  1,  1934,  in 
the  Salt  Lake  Temple.  They  have 
five  children,  three  girls  and  two 
boys,  and  six  grandchildren.  They 
are  as  follows:  Joan  (Mrs.  Neil 
R.  VanLeeuwen),  theology  teach- 
er in  the  Relief  Society  and  coun- 
selor in  the  district  presidency  of 
the  Y.W.M.LA.  in  Quantico,  Vir- 
ginia; Virginia,  (Mrs.  Robert  I. 
Halgrin),  president  of  the  Y.W.- 
M.LA. in  Carlo,  Montana,  and  a 
Seminary  teacher;  Alton  Gunder- 
sen, Salt  Lake  City,  active  in  the 
Priesthood;  Thomas  C.  Gunder- 


sen, a  student,  who  filled  a  mis- 
sion while  with  his  parents  in 
Norway;  Retta  Jean  Gundersen, 
a  student  in  high  school. 

Lenore  has  had  the  following 
Church  assignments,  among 
others:  teacher  in  Sunday  School; 
ward  and  stake  president  of 
Y.W.M.I.A.;  ward  Relief  Society 
presideat,  and  counselor  and 
president  in  the  Valley  View 
Stake  Relief  Society. 

She  accompanied  her  husband 
to  Norway  when  President  Gun- 
dersen was  called  to  preside  over 
the  Norwegian  Mission.  They 
have  recently  returned  from  this 
assignment.  While  in  the  mission 
she  served  as  president  of  the 
mission  Relief  Societies. 

Lenore  Gundersen  not  only 
brings  to  the  General  Board  of 
the  Relief  Society  her  own  hum- 
ble, sweet  spirit,  charming  person- 
ality, and  dedication,  but  also 
great  qualities  of  leadership  that 
will  benefit  all  of  the  sisters  in 
the  Church. 


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Second  Prize-winning  Story 

Annual  Relief  Society 

Short  Story  Contest 


Lael  J.  Littke 


I 


hadn't  noticed  that  Mama  was 
so  abused  at  our  house  until 
Linda  told  me  about  it.  She  said 
she  hadn't  even  realized  it  until 
the  day  the  Relief  Society  visiting 
teachers  came  and  four-year-old 
Cissie  let  them  in.  Sister  Clayton 
asked  if  Mama  was  home,  and 
Cissie,  pointing  with  a  plump  fin- 
ger, said,  "She's  in  there,"  and 
then  added,  "Mama  lives  in  the 
kitchen." 

I  was  there,  but  I  wouldn't 
have  thought  a  thing  about  it, 
which,  Linda  said  later,  just  went 
to  show  how  much  I  took  Marria 
for  granted,  but  then,  what  could 
you  expect  from  a  ten-year-old? 
she  asked.  She  was  fifteen  and 
could  even  conjugate  a  verb,  so 
I  figured  that  she  must  know 
what  she  was  talking  about. 

Linda  called  a  conference  with 
Papa  that  very  night  while  Mama 
was  putting  Cissie  to  bed.  She 
gave  a  dramatic  re-enactment  of 
the  scene,  with  me  acting  as  Sis- 
ter Clayton  and  asking,  "Is  your 
mother  at  home,  Cissie?"  Then 


Mama 
Lives 
in  the 
Kitclien 


Linda,  as  Cissie,  pointed  with  an 
elegant  flourish  of  her  arm  which 
I  didn't  recall  at  all  and  said, 
"She's  in  there — Mama  Hves  in 
the  kitchen,"  in  a  deep,  hoarse 
voice  that  didn't  sound  much  like 
Cissie. 

Papa  was  impressed.  "Cissie 
ought  to  go  on  the  stage,"  he 
said. 

Linda  ignored  him.  "There  it 
is,"  she  said,  "spoken  in  the  un- 
varnished innocence  of  youth." 

"I  wonder  if  that's  as  un- 
blemished as  untarnished  inno- 
cence," said  Papa.  Sometimes 
Papa  talked  very  funny. 

"It's  a  shame,"  continued  Lin- 
da. "Mama  never  gets  out  of  that 
kitchen." 

"Well,  now,"  said  Papa, 
scratching  his  head.  "I  have  to 
dispute  that  point.  I  do  recollect 
one  time  we  let  her  out  to  go 
have  a  tooth  pulled." 

Linda  sighed.  "Oh,  Papa,"  she 
said,  "be  serious.  Of  course  she 
gets  out  for  shopping  and  church 
and  things  like  that,  but,  figura- 


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tively  speaking,  she's  trapped  in 
the  kitchen.  Cissie  showed  us 
that.  Out  of  the  mouths  of  babes, 
you  might  say." 

"You  might  say  that,"  said 
Papa. 

Linda  was  encouraged.  "She 
shouldn't  be  forced  to  waste  her 
hfe  in  that  kichen  doing  a  job 
any  ten-year-old  could  do.  Even 
Karen  here,"  she  said,  indicating 
me. 

"I  could  not,"  I  said  hotly,  feel- 
ing somehow  that  both  Mama 
and  I  were  being  maligned. 
Frankly,  I  couldn't  think  of  a 
single  place  I'd  rather  spend  my 
life  than  in  Mama's  big,  sunny 
kitchen.  It  was  full  of  potted 
plants,  braided  rugs,  and  good 
things  to  eat,  and  the  windows 
all  along  one  side  let  in  floods 
of  morning  sunshine  that  splashed 
across  the  breakfast  table  and 
flowed  into  our  very  souls  while 
we  ate.  Papa  said  once  that  the 
sunshine  was  only  symbolic  of  a 
greater  light  that  Mama  spread 
around  her  which,  in  turn,  was  a 
reflection    of    the    light    of    our 


Heavenly  Father.  It  sounded 
awfully  nice,  even  though  I 
couldn't  understand  it  all. 

But  Linda  insisted  Mama  was 
an  unwilling  prisoner. 

"What  do  you  propose  to  do 
about  it?"  asked  Papa. 

"I've  been  thinking  about  it  all 
day,"  said  Linda,  "and  I  make  a 
motion  that  we  let  Mama  go  back 
to  work.  At  least  for  the  rest  of 
the  summer  while  I  am  home  to 
run  the  house  and  take  care  of 
the  children."  Linda  didn't  con- 
sider herself  one  of  "the  children" 
any  more. 

"Mama  already  works,"  I  said. 
"She  works  all  the  time." 

"Exactly,"  said  Linda.  "But 
what  reward  does  she  get?  She's 
just  wasting  her  intelligence  here 
without  achieving  anything. 
Cooking,  washing  dishes,  keeping 
house  —  why,  we  three  girls 
could  do  that  with  no  trouble  at 
all  and  leave  Mama  free  to  work 
and  fulfill  her  ambitions.  She  can 
go  back  to  the  newspaper  office 
like  Corrine  Blake's  mother  did. 


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FEBRUARY  1964 


and  wear  pretty  clothes  and  meet 
people.  Once  a  journalist,  always 
a  journalist,  you  know.  The  smell 
of  printer's  ink  gets  into  your 
blood." 

"Sounds  mighty  unhealthy," 
commented  Papa. 

Linda  had  a  faraway  look  in 
her  eyes.  "Mama  used  to  write 
columns  about  brides  and  wed- 
dings, and  now  she  lives  in  the 
kitchen  and  washes  dishes.  What 
a  comedown!" 

"TeU  you  what  I'll  do,"  said 
Papa.  "FU  talk  to  Mama  and 
we'll  see  how  she  feels  about  it. 
I'll  tell  you  the  verdict  in  a  few 
days." 

Linda  pestered  Papa  every  day 
to  find  out  how  things  were  going. 
She  said  she  was  a  woman  like 
Mama,  and  she  knew  she  would 
feel  like  a  caged  lioness  if  she 
were  in  Mama's  place  with  no 
outside  life  like  school  or  a  job. 
In  my  mind's  eye  I  pictured 
Mama  pacing  back  and  forth 
from  room  to  room  with  a  wild 
look  in  her  eyes  like  the  animals 
at  the  zoo.  It  made  me  feel  a 
little  lost  and  lonely  to  think 
Mama  was  so  unhappy  because 
she  had  to  stay  home  and  take 
care  of  us.  She  didn't  seem  un- 
happy. She  sang  cheerful  little 
songs  as  she  went  about  her  work. 
Linda  said  that  was  just  to  keep 
her  spirits  up. 

One  morning  after  breakfast 
Papa  stood  up.  "Children,"  he 
said,  "and  Linda,"  he  added,  "un- 
accustomed as  I  am  to  public 
speaking,  I  would  hke  to  make 
an  announcement.  Mama  is  going 
back   to  work  —   the   smell   of 


printer's  ink  is  in  her  blood"  — 
he  looked  at  Linda  who  nodded 
knowingly  —  "and  her  old  boss 
is  putting  her  back  on  the  pay- 
roll next  week  to  replace  a  girl 
who  is  giving  it  all  up  to  become 
a  housewife." 

"Mama,  that's  wonderful,"  said 
Linda.  "This  will  give  you  a 
chance  to  fulfill  yourself." 

"Back  to  the  glamor  and  ex- 
citement of  the  newspaper  trade," 
said  Mama.  "Heigh  ho  and  away 
I  go.  Printer's  ink,  here  I  come." 
Mama  talked  funny  sometimes, 
too. 

"And  I'll  take  over  here  at 
home,"  said  Linda.  "The  first 
week  you  are  not  to  set  foot  in 
the  kitchen  except  to  eat  break- 
fast." 

"Agreed,"  said  Mama. 

Cissie,  who  was  pouring  a  little 
mountain  of  salt  from  the  shaker, 
looked  up.  "Is  Linda  going  to  be 
the  Mama?"  she  asked. 

"No,"  said  Mama,  "I'll  still  be 
the  Mama." 

"You  can't  be  the  Mama  if 
you're  not  here,"  said  Cissie. 

"I'll  be  home  after  work." 

"That's  not  the  same,"  said 
Cissie.  "Linda  will  be  the  Mama." 

Cissie  even  called  Linda 
"Mama"  the  first  day  after  Mama 
went  to  work.  It  was  like  playing 
house  and  Linda  enjoyed  playing 
her  part.  She  scarcely  listened  to 
the  instructions  Mama  gave  her 
and  wouldn't  even  let  Mama  do 
the  week's  grocery  shopping  on 
Saturday.  She  said  we  would  do 
it  on  Monday.  Papa's  only  in- 
structions were  that  it  would  not 
be  fair  to  snitch  from  the  year's 
supply  of  food  that  Mama  had 


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put  away.  He  gave  Linda  the 
money  for  the  week  and  said  it 
would  have  to  buy  everything  we 
would  need. 

After  Mama  and  Papa  left, 
Linda  said  we  would  go  right  out 
and  do  the  marketing.  Then  we 
would  do  the  housework  and  go 
to  Lacoola  Plunge  for  a  swim. 

Things  didn't  work  out  quite  as 
planned.  It  took  us  much  longer 
than  we  expected  to  do  the  shop- 
ping, mainly  because  we  went  to 
a  clothing  store  first,  and  all 
bought  new  swimming  suits.  Lin- 
da said  there  was  more  money 
than  we  would  need  for  groceries, 
and  Mama  said  we  could  budget 
the  money  however  we  wanted. 
Food  was  more  expensive  than 
we  had  expected,  though,  and 
when  we  got  everything  totaled 
up,  we  found  we  had  to  take  back 
a  carton  of  popsicles  and  two 
boxes  of  Cracker  Jack  because  we 
didn't  have  quite  enough  money. 
When  we  got  home  Linda  de- 
cided to  make  a  cake  before  we 
washed  the  breakfast  dishes  and 
cleaned  the  house.  She  had  for- 
gotten to  buy  vanilla  so  she  sent 
Cissie  and  me  to  borrow  a  tea- 
spoon from  Mrs.  Blazer  next 
door.  We  walked  carefully  on  the 
way  home,  but  we  spilled  the 
vanilla,  and  Linda  said  only  a 
pair  of  dunces  would  go  borrow 
a  teaspoon  of  vanilla  in  a  tea- 
spoon. I  said  how  else  would  we 
know  how  much  to  borrow  and 
she  said  we  could  have  measured 
it  and  poured  it  into  a  cup.  She 
said  you  really  couldn't  expect 
too  much  from  children.  She  put 
the  cake  in  the  oven  without  the 


vanilla,  and  we  waited  anxiously 
for  it  to  bake.  Linda  peeked  in- 
side the  oven  every  few  minutes 
to  see  how  it  was  progressing. 
When  she  finally  took  it  out,  it 
was  high  on  one  side  and 
squashed  down  on  the  other.  Lin- 
da said  that  was  Cissie's  and  my 
fault  for  spilling  the  vanilla,  but 
never  mind  because  she  would 
build  it  up  with  frosting.  At  din- 
ner Mama  and  Papa  ate  their 
pieces  without  looking  up  at  all, 
but  Cissie  and  I  couldn't  eat  ours. 
It  tasted  like  a  soggy  sponge. 
Linda  said  we  couldn't  leave  the 
table  until  we  ate  every  last 
crumb,  and  Cissie  cried  and  said 
she  didn't  want  Linda  to  be  the 
Mama  any  more.  She  said  she 
would  just  pretend  she  was  an 
orphan  girl  while  Mama  was  at 
work. 

The  next  day  we  forgot  about 
Primary,  and  I  ruined  my  perfect 
attendance  record.  Linda  said  it 
wouldn't  have  done  any  good  to 
remember  because  she  couldn't 
drive  the  car  to  take  us  there.  I 
said  we  could  have  ridden  with 
Mrs.  Blazer  who  teaches  Cissie's 
class,  but  Linda  looked  angry  and 
said  I  couldn't  expect  her  to 
think  of  everything,  could  I? 

On  Wednesday  Cissie  fell  off 
the  swing  and  came  into  the 
house  with  blood  all  over  her  face 
from  a  cut  on  her  head.  Linda 
said  the  sight  of  blood  made  her 
want  to  faint.  I  wanted  to  faint, 
too,  but  I  didn't  know  quite  how 
to  go  about  it,  so  I  cleaned  Cissie 
up  and  poured  half  a  bottle  of 
Mercurochrome  over  the  cut.  It 
ran  all  down  Cissie's  face  and 
neck  and  looked  worse  than  the 


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blood.   Cissie  spent  the  rest  of  Linda  told  us  we'd  all  have  to 

the  afternoon  sitting  on  the  front  work   hard   if   we   were   to    get 

porch  with  Mama's  umbrella  over  finished    before    5:30.     Mama's 

her    head.    When    Mama    came  usually    cheerful,    clean    kitchen 

home  she  said  a  tiger  had  bitten  was  a  shambles  because  we  had 

her  under  the  weeping  willow  tree  left  the  dishes  for  two  days  and 

and  Mama  had  better  stay  home  had  not  scrubbed  the  floor  all 

to  protect  her.  week.     Soiled    clothes    that    we 

hadn't  bothered  to  take  to  the 

That  night  we  didn't  have  sup-  laimdry  room  were   stacked   up 

per  until  late  because  linda  put  by  the  back  door, 

the  roast  in  the  oven  just  fifteen  Cissie  was  assigned  to  try  to 

minutes  before  Mama  and  Papa  scrub    the    floor.    She    said    she 

came  home.  She  said  she  guessed  didn't  have  to  since  Linda  wasn't 

it  took  a  while  to  catch  on  to  the  Mama  and  she  didn't  have  to 

these   things.    Mama    didn't   say  do  what  she  said.  Linda  told  her 

anything.  She  just  stretched  like  if  she  would  cooperate  we  would 

a  lady  of  leisure  and   said   she  all  go  down  to  the  drugstore  and 

thought  she  would  read  her  new  have  a  soda,  if  Cissie  would  take 

Relief  Society  Magazine  and  go  a    little   more   money    from   her 

to  bed.  piggy  bank.  We  decided  to  go  get 

On    Thursday    Linda    and    I  the  sodas  first  to  give  us  energy 

spent  most  of  the  day  keeping  for  our  work, 

track  of  Cissie.  She  kept  running  By  the  time  we  got  back  it  was 

away  because  she  said  Linda  was  nearly  3 :  00  p.m.  Linda  hurried  to 

too  bossy,  and  it  wasn't  any  fun  start    the   washing    and    ironing 

to  be  home  when  Mama  wasn't  after   telling   me   to   cook   some 

there.  rice.    She   said   since   we    didn't 

For  dinner  that  night  we  had  have  any  meat  we  could  just  have 

leftovers    from    the    refrigerator  rice  and  pretend  we  were  Chinese, 

because   all   our   grocery   money  I  put  a  pan  of  water  on  to  boil 

was  gone  and   we   were   out  of  and  poured  in  some  rice.  I  poured 

meat.  in  the  whole  package,  but  that 

On  Friday  Linda  said  we  would  didn't  look  like  enough  to  feed 

hurry  and  clean  up  the  house  and  five  people,  so   I  poured  in  an- 

then  go  for  a  swim  at  Lacoola  other  box.    That  filled  the  pan 

Plunge  if  Cissie  would  break  open  nicely. 

her  piggie  bank  and  lend  us  the  Cissie  got  a  pail  of  water  and 

money,  since  neither  Linda  nor  I  swished  the  mop  around  in  it  for 

had   a    cent   in    our    banks.    On  awhile   just    to    hear    it    splash, 

second    thought,    she    said,    we  then  sloshed  a  lot  of  water  on 

would  go  swimming  first  and  then  the  floor  and  pushed  it  around 

come  back  and  work.  The  only  with  the  mop. 

trouble  was  that  we  met  some  of  Suddenly     I     heard     Linda 

our  friends  and  stayed  until  after-  scream.  On  my  way  to  the  laun- 

noon.   When  we   did  get  home,  dry  room  I  slipped  and  fell  on 

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the  flooded  floor.  Cissie  scolded 
me  for  getting  her  clean  floor 
dirty. 

In  the  laundry  room  Linda  was 
trying  to  push  oceans  of  suds 
back  into  the  washing  machine. 
"I  guess  I  used  too  much  deter- 
gent," she  gasped.  We  were  sur- 
veying the  disaster  helplessly 
when  we  both  smelled  scorching 
cloth.  Linda  ran  to  the  ironing 
board  and  snatched  up  the  hot 
iron  she  had  been  using,  but  not 
soon  enough.  There  was  a  large 
dark  brown  scorch  mark  on  one 
of  Papa's  best  white  shirts. 

''What  next?"  wailed  Linda. 
After  unplugging  the  iron,  she 
picked  up  the  shirt  and  threw  it 
into  the  surging  suds  which  by 
now  were  foaming  down  the  sides 
and  all  over  the  floor. 

Cissie  appeared  at  the  door. 
''There's  something  all  over  the 
stove,"  she  announced. 

The  "something"  was  rice.  Rice 
bubbled  up  from  the  pan  and  rice 
flowed  down  onto  the  stove  just 
like  the  detergent  flowed  from 
the  washing  machine.  There  was 
enough  rice  to  feed  half  of  China. 

It  took  us  an  hour  to  clean  up 
the  mess.  It  took  another  hour  to 
wash  the  dishes  and  make 
Mama's  kitchen  look  presentable. 
Cissie  had  just  enough  money  left 
in  her  piggy  bank  to  buy  five  TV 
dinners  to  replace  the  rice  which 
we  couldn't  face  eating  after  we 
had  cleaned  the  stove. 

Papa  didn't  like  TV  dinners, 
but  he  ate  his  without  a  word. 
Linda  just  picked  at  hers.  After 
the  rest  of  us  were  through,  she 
cleared  her  throat. 


"Mother,"  she  said,  and 
paused.  Her  face  was  getting  a 
little  red  and  she  looked  as  if 
she  might  cry. 

"Mama,"  she  blurted,  "I  can't 
take  over  your  job  here  at  home. 
I  don't  know  how  to  be  an  econ- 
omist, a  psychologist,  a  chauffeur, 
an  efficiency  expert,  a  nurse,  a 
chef,  a  ray  of  sunshine,  and  I 
don't  know  what  all."  She  threw 
up  her  hands  in  despair. 

Mama  smiled.  "You  don't  learn 
it  all  at  once,  dear,"  she  said.  "It 
takes  practice,  just  like  any  other 
job." 

"I'm  a  failure,"  Linda  said  with 
a  single  tear  slippery-sliding  down 
her  cheek.  "I  didn't  do  one  thing 
right  all  week." 

"She  did,  too,  Mama,"  I  said, 
feeling  that  a  word  should  be  said 
in  her  defense.  "She  did  some 
things  right."  I  couldn't  think  of 
any  examples  at  the  moment. 


Linda  wiped  the  tear  from  her 
cheek  and  went  on.  "I  thought 
it  didn't  take  much  intelligence 
to  run  a  home  and  that  you'd  be 
happier  working  at  something 
challenging  like  Corrine  Blake's 
mother." 

"Corrine  Blake's  mother  works 
because  she  is  a  widow  and  has 
to,"  said  Mama.  "I  don't  have  to 
and  I  don't  want  to  because  I 
find  my  job  as  a  housewife  and 
mother  to  be  as  challenging  and 
fulfilling  and  rewarding  as  any 
outside  job  could  ever  be,  and 
my  Church  work  is  stimulating, 
too.  My  rewards  come  all  the 
time,  as  when  my  lovely  daugh- 
ters are  so  sweet  and  unselfish 


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that  they  are  willing  to  tend  the  right  back  into  my  kitchen  where 

house  so  I  can  go  out  to  work  I  belong."  Cissie  snuggled  up  to 

because  they  think  it  will  make  her. 

me  happier."  "And  I'll  be  happy  to  move  out 

"I'm  sorry  I  made  you  go  to  and  let  an  expert  take  over,"  said 

work,"  said  Linda.  Linda. 

"You    didn't,"    said    Mama.  Papa  laughed.  "Bit  off  a  little 

"Papa  told  me  you'd  like  a  try  more  than  you  could  chew,  you 

at  running  the  house  and  my  old  might  say,"  he  said, 

boss  needed  someone  to  fill  in  "That's    the    truth,"    grinned 

just  until  the  new  girl  came.   I  Linda. 

think  you  gained  quite  a  respect  "You're     getting     to     be     an 

for  the  role  of  a  housewife,  and  adult,"  said  Papa.  "We're  proud 

I  enjoyed  a  few  days  change,  so  of  you.  You've  grown  up  a  lot 

everything  worked  out  fine.  And  this  week." 

I'm  back  to  stay."  Linda     patted     his     hand. 

"Really?"     said     Linda.     "No  "Enough   to   see   that  if   Mama 

more  job?"  wants  to  live  in  the  kitchen,  as 

"No  more  job.    The  smell  of  Cissie  says,  things  just  couldn't 

printer's  ink  can't  even  begin  to  be  better." 

compete  with  the  aroma  of  cook-  "Right,"  said  Papa, 

ies  baking."  "I've    learned    to    leave    well 

Cissie    had    been    watching  enough  alone,   you  might  say," 

Mama  quietly.  "Are  you  going  to  said  Linda. 

be  the  Mama  again?"  she  asked  "You  might  say  that,"  agreed 

hopefully.  Papa. 

Mama  reached  over  and  gath-  We  all  laughed  and  the  kitchen 

ered  Cissie  into  her  lap.  "I  cer-  seemed  bright  and  cheerful  even 

tainly  am,"  she  said.  "I'm  moving  though  the  sun  was  going  down. 

Lael  Jensen  Littke  was  born  and  grew  up  on  a  farm  in  Mink  Creek,  Idaho, 
where  her  mother  still  lives.  She  was  graduated  from  Preston  High  School 
and  Utah  State  University. 

"The  Church  has  always  been  the  center  of  my  life,"  she  writes,  "and  it 
has  been  my  training  ground,  so  to  speak,  in  the  literary  arts,  providing  me 
with  the  opportunity  to  write  programs,  plays,  road  shows,  readings,  stories, 
and  poems  for  use  in  the  wards  and  stakes  where  I  have  lived.  I  also  had  the 
privilege  of  teaching  the  Relief  Society  literature  lessons  in  Manhattan  Ward 
for  five  years. 

"My  only  published  manuscripts,  other  than  some  in  my  college  literary 
magazine,  have  been  one  other  story  in  The  Relief  Society  Magazine  and  a 
short  play  in  The  Children  s  Friend. 

"We  moved  this  past  September  to  Monterey  Park,  California,  from  New 
York  City,  where  we  spent  nine  exciting  years  while  my  husband,  George  C. 
Littke,  studied  and  taught  at  New  York  University.  He  is  now  Assistant 
Professor  of  Government  at  Los  Angeles  State  College,  and  ward  clerk  in 
Monterey  Park  Ward.  Our  three-year-old  daughter  Lori  is  the  joy  of  our 
lives.  My  greatest  pleasures  come  from  working  in  the  Church,  writing,  and, 
of  course,  being  a  housewife  and  mother  who  enjoys  'living  in  the  kitchen.'  " 

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'^ 


'"^Mlt^hd^  ' 


Don  Knight 


BOULDER  CREEK,  COLORADO 


Memories  — on  a  Winter  Nigiit 

Ida  Elaine  James 

The  white  moon  shines  on  the  quiet  snow-capped  roofs, 
White  are  the  drifts  along  the  poplar  trees; 
Deep  in  my  heart  are  softly  muffled  hoofs 
Breaking  the  snowy  woodway's  witcheries. 

The  burdened  branches  loose  a  shapeless  weight 
In  silence  where  the  cutter-tracks  knife  down 
The  yielding  snow — ^the  rabbits  perforate 
With  bounding  feet  the  wintry  monotone. 

As  far  as  the  road  leads,  stillness  and  white  abide, 
As  down  the  heart's  lane  two  in  a  cutter  ride. 


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Heart 
to 
Understanding 


Chapter  1 
Hazel  M.  Thomson 


Selena  Baldwin  stood  by  the 
side  of  the  open  grave  in  the 
cemetery  at  Winter  Quarters. 
With  her  heart  despairing,  she 
felt  a  wave  of  deep,  unreasoning 
resentment  against  the  men, 
healthy  and  strong,  who  stood 
with  shovels  ready. 

How  did  the  Lord  decide  who 
was  to  live  and  who  was  to  die? 
Why,  out  of  the  entire  camp, 
should  she  have  lost  the  man  she 
had  planned  to  marry? 

It  would  not  be  long  now,  be- 
fore the  wagon  train  was  ready 
to  leave  for  the  Valley  of  the 
Great  Salt  Lake.  She  and  Belle 
must  go  on  alone. 


Selena  heard  the  dull  thuds  as 
the  first  shovelfuls  of  earth  fell 
on  the  wooden  box.  She  felt  her 
sister's  arm  tighten  around  her 
as  Belle  said,  "Come,  Selena.  We 
can  return  when  they  have  fin- 
ished.'' 

"No,"  said  Selena.  "I  will  stay 
until  it  is  done." 

Her  eyes  were  dry.  She  felt  at 
that  moment  that  she  had  cried 
all  the  tears  she  would  ever  have. 
Hadn't  she,  Selena  Baldwin,  ac- 
cepted the  gospel  as  soon  as  the 
missionaries  had  convinced  her 
that  it  was  the  truth?  She  had 
accepted  his  word.  Then  why 
should  he  not  bless  her  with  this 


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one  thing  she  had  wanted  and  the  trail  and  get  the  long  trek 

prayed  for  harder  than  she  had  underway.  Winter  Quarters  had 

ever  prayed  before  in  her  entire  brought  her  the  greatest  sorrow 

life?  of   her   life    and   she   hated   the 

The    grave   was   finished    and  place, 

rounded  over  to  remind  Selena  "How  much  longer  will  it  be, 

afresh  of  the  silent  form  within,  Belle?'*  she  asked,  as  the  month 

so    recently    warm,    loving    and  of  June  began, 

laughing  at  her  side.    Quietly  the  ''They    are   waiting    for    some 

others  withdrew,  leaving  only  the  emigrants  from  England  to  join 

men  gathering  up  their  tools  and  the  wagon  train.    They  left  New 

Belle  and  Selena.     The   shovels  York  some  days  ago.  As  soon  as 

were   all   placed   in   the   nearby  they  arrive  we  shall  be  on  the 

wagon    and    most    of    the    men  way.'' 

climbed  in.  Still  Selena  could  not  "We  have   everything  packed 

bring  herself  to  leave.  now,   except  the  few  things  we 

One  young  man  who  had  been  need,"    Selena   said.    "With   you 

helping  walked  past  the  two  wom-  taking  care  of  the  wagon,  getting 

en  to  get  a  crowbar  and  pick.  As  the  tires  set  and  new  shoes  on 

he  returned  with  them  he  paused  the  oxen,  the  packing  isn't  much 

and  said  kindly,  "I'm  right  sorry,  of  a  job." 

Ma'am."  "You  know  how  it  is  with  me," 

Selena  looked  at  him  dumbly,  answered    Belle.    "I    hate    being 

unable  to  answer.  cooped  up  in  the  house,  though 

"Thank    you,    Sir,"    answered  I  must  confess  that  one  ox  gave 

Belle.  me  a  time  getting  the  shoes  on 

Selena,  unable  to  respond   to  the  back  feet.    I  had  to  rope  him 

the  compassion  in  the  deep  blue  and  throw  him  down  and  tie  him 

eyes  of  the  man,  turned  away.  As  tight  before  I  could  get  it  done, 

the  men  drove  ofE  toward  the  set-  I'd  rather  shoe  a  horse  any  day 

tlement,  smaller  now  than  it  had  of  the  week!" 

been  during  those  first  years  of  With  the  arrival  of  the  emi- 

its  occupancy  by  the  saints,  still  grants   the   time   to   leave   drew 

Selena   stood   woodenly   by    the  near,    and    Selena    spent    many 

grave.    At  last,  as  it  was  growing  hours  in  the  cemetery  beside  the 

dark,  Belle  took  her  arm  firmly,  grave.  Belle  tried,  without  avail, 

"Come,  Selena,"  she  said.  "We  to  get  her  sister  to  make  her  visits 

must  go  now."  to  the  graveside  short,  knowing 

Selena  waited  a  long  moment,  the  deep  depression  that  en- 
Then  she  answered,  "Yes.  We  gulfed  Selena  after  each  pro- 
must  go.   From  this  day  I  do  not  longed  stay. 

do  what  I  want.     I  do  what  I  "I'll   be   awfully   glad    to    get 

must."  away  from  here,"  Belle  said  one 

morning  after  her  sister  had  spent 
The  weeks  to  come  dragged  for  much  of  the  night  sobbing  quiet- 
Selena.  She  was  anxious  to  be  on  ly  into  her  pillow.  "It's  unhealthy 

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for  you  to  spend  so  much  time 
in  that  cemetery." 

"I  suppose  you  think  it's  easy 
for  me  to  go  out  there  every  day," 
answered  Selena. 

"No,  honey,  I  don't.  I  know  it 
isn't  easy  for  you,  and,  since  it 
isn't,  why   do  it?" 

"Why  do  it?  Belle!  Sometimes 
I  think  you  are  completely  with- 
out a  heart.  I  loved  him,  Belle. 
Can't  you  understand  that?" 

"Yes,  Selena,"  answered  Belle 
quietly.  "I  can  understand  it. 
Believe  it  or  not,  I  can  under- 
stand that  you  loved  him." 

"Oh,  Belle,"  cried  Selena, 
throwing  her  arms  around  her  sis- 
ter's neck.  "I  didn't  mean  that. 
I'm  just  not  myself  these  days." 

"That's  just  what  I  mean," 
Belle  answered.  "Why  keep  on 
torturing  yourself?  He  wasn't 
worth — ."  Belle  stopped. 

"You  might  as  well  say  it!" 
Selena's  voice  rose  to  hysterical 
pitch.  "You  never  did  like  him! 
No  wonder  you  want  me  to  forget 
all  about  him.  But  I  won't!  I 
never  will!" 

Selena's  voice  broke  in  a  sob. 
She  ran  from  the  house,  and  Belle 
watched  her  as  she  hurried  down 
the  street  in  the  direction  of  the 
cemetery. 

The  last  check  of  wagons  had 
been  taken.  When  the  order  came 
to  get  the  wagons  in  place,  that 
they  were  moving  out  that  after- 
noon. Belle  was  not  surprised. 
She  did  the  last  loading  of  their 
wagon  and  still  Selena  had  not 
returned.  Knowing  well  where 
Selena  was.  Belle  yoked  the  oxen 
in  place  and  figured  to  pick  up 


her  sister  as  the  wagon  train 
moved  out  of  town  past  the  cem- 
etery. 

A  man  on  horseback  rode  up 
and  introduced  himself. 

"I'm  Josiah  Blodgett,  Ma'am," 
he  said,  lifting  his  hat.  "Is  your 
husband  about  ready  to  start? 
I'm  Captain  of  the  ten  you'll  be 
traveling  with.  Better  tell  him 
we're  about  to  move  out." 

Belle  mustered  all  the  dignity 
she  could.  "I  have  no  husband," 
she  said.  "I'm  driving  this  outfit, 
and  I'm  ready  as  soon  as  my  sister 
gets  back." 

Josiah  Blodgett  exploded. 
"Gets  back!  You've  only  had 
months  to  get  ready.  Now  we 
have  to  wait  for  your  sister  to  get 
back!" 

Josiah  was  a  small,  wiry  man 
who  rode  his  horse  as  if  he  were 
part  of  it.  Now  he  stood  as  tall 
in  the  stirrups  as  he  could  make 
himself.  He  looked  at  Belle 
through  narrowed  eyes. 

"Lon  said  there  were  a  couple 
of  females  making  this  trip  by 
themselves.  I  have  the  luck  to 
draw  the  ten  they  are  traveling 


m 


?" 


"You  don't  need  to  worry  your- 
self about  us.  Brother  Blodgett," 
said  Belle,  determinedly. 

"No!  I  don't  need  to  worry 
about  you.  All  I  have  to  do  is 
just  your  work  and  mine,  too!" 

"You'll  not  be  doing  my  work, 
Josiah  Blodgett,"  said  Belle,  her 
temper  rising.  "I'll  walk  to  the 
Great  Salt  Lake  and  pull  this 
wagon  myself  before  I'd  accept 
one  mite  of  help  from  you!" 

Josiah  looked  at  Belle,  sitting 
large  and  strong  before  him  on 


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YOUR  HEART  TO  UNDERSTANDING 

the  wagon  seat.   "And  you  just  "There  is  no  need.  It  will  always 

might  be  able  to  do  it,  at  that,"  be  there,  in  my  mind." 

he  muttered  as  he  gathered  his  Belle   spoke  sharply.    "I   have 

reins  tight  and  started  off.  the   feeling  that  you  are   being 

"Better  get  that  sister  and  be  more  faithful  than  he  would  be 

ready,"   he   called  back.    "Don't  in  a  like  situation." 

start  delaying  us  until  we  at  least  "You  did  not  like  him,"  Selena 

get  out  of  town."  reminded  her,  as  though  speak- 
ing to  a  child.  "You  can  say  that 
if  it  pleases  you,  but  you  have  no 

Selena  knelt  on  the  clods  of  proof." 

sun-baked  earth  for  a  long  time.  "I. ..."  Belle  opened  her  mouth 

Then  a  cloud  of  dust  arose  and  to  say  more,  then  she  thought 

she    saw   many    wagons   moving  better  of  it.    She  called  to  one  of 

along  the  road.  They  had  started!  the  oxen  instead,  as  Selena  lapsed 

Belle  had  said  it  might  be  today  back  into  silence, 

but  she  had  forgotten.  Selena  felt  Determined  that  she  would  not 

a  little  guilty  at  having  left  every-  prove  to  be  a  drawback  to  the 

thing  at  the  last  to  Belle,   but  day's  progress.  Belle  had  had  her 

never  once  did  the  thought  occur  oxen   yoked   and   ready   for  the 

to  her  that  her  sister  might  not  day's  journey  before  anyone  else 

be  ready.    No  man  in  the  entire  in  camp.  The  same  thing  was  true 

train    was    more    efficient    than  that  night.  She  could  unyoke  a 

Belle.     Their  wagon  would  be  in  team  of  oxen  as  quickly  as  any 

place  all  right.  Selena  took  a  long  man  in  the  wagon  train.  Since  she 

last  look  at  the  grave,  etching  it  had  a  special  reason  for  wanting 

in  her  memory,  then  she  turned  to  do  so,  she  made  it  a  point  to  be 

resolutely  away  and  walked  to-  just  a  little  faster;   to  see  that 

ward  the  road.  whenever  Josiah  came  around  of 

Belle  brought  the  oxen  to  a  halt  an  evening,  her  team  was  already 
only  for  a  moment  while  Selena  turned  out  to  grass, 
climbed  lightly  up  onto  the  seat  They  had  been  on  the  trail  a 
beside  her.  Belle  looked  at  her  week  before  Selena  saw  Lon  Hol- 
sister's  tear-reddened  eyes  and  iday.  When  she  did,  it  took  a 
did  not  speak  until  they  came  to  moment  before  she  could  remem- 
the  last  place  on  the  road  from  her  where  she  had  seen  him  be- 
where  the  cemetery  could  still  be  fore.  It  was  the  deep  blue  of  his 
seen.  Selena  sat  small  and  silent  eyes  that  recalled  h  i  m — t  h  e 
without  moving.  Belle  cleared  her  young  man  at  the  cemetery  on 
throat.  the  day  of  the  funeral.     It  was 

"We  will  be  out  of  sight  of  it  with  an  effort  that  Selena  was 

in  a  few  moments,  Selena.  Would  able  to  speak  civilly  to  him,  re- 

you  like  to  look  back?"  membering   still   her   smoldering 

Selena    continued    to    stare  resentment, 

straight  ahead.  "I  shall  not  see  it  He  nodded  to  Selena  but  di- 

again,"  she  said,  her  features  set.  rected  his  remarks  to  Belle. 

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"I  know  Josiah  can  take  care 
of  his  ten  wagons  all  right  but  I 
want  you  to  know  I,  too,  am 
ready  to  help  in  any  way  I  can. 
I'm  Lon  Holiday  and  captain  of 
fifty/' 


We're  getting  along  real  well," 
said  Belle,  "but  thanks  just  the 
same.  It  does  seem  good  to  know 
there's  someone  looking  out  for 
us  a  bit." 

"Well,  Josiah's  a  good  man  on 
a  wagon  train.  There's  nothing 
about  this  kind  of  traveling  that 
he  doesn't  know,"  said  Lon,  fac- 
ing Belle,  but  his  eyes  were  on 
Selena. 

"Except  how  to  hold  his 
tongue!"  said  Belle,  sharply. 

Lon  looked  again  at  Belle  and 
laughed. 

"You've  had  a  word  with  him, 
have  you?" 

"The  first  and  the  last,"  said 
Belle.  "I've  had  all  the  words  I 
care  to  have  with  him." 

"I've  seen  him  in  many  a  tight 
spot,  but  Josiah  always  finds  a 
way  out." 

"That's  good,"  said  Belle. 
"Just  let  him  come  around  this 
wagon  and  he'll  need  to  find  a 
way  out,  quick!" 

Lon  rode  on  toward  the  end 
of  the  wagon  train,  chuckling. 

"Now  there  is  a  man''  said 
Belle,  "one  that  you  could  de- 
pend on.  Somehow  I  feel  quite  a 
bit  easier,  to  know  that  our  get- 
ting to  the  Valley  doesn't  depend 
upon  the  leadership  of  Josiah 
Blodgett." 

Selena  did  not  answer,  and 
Belle  had  the  impression,  as  she 


often  did,  that  she  was  concerned 
little  with  the  present. 

From  that  night  on  Lon  Holi- 
day made  it  a  point  to  call  at 
the  Baldwin  wagon  each  evening 
to  offer  his  services. 

Selena  answered  briefly  but 
very  definitely  each  time  that 
there  was  nothing  he  could  do. 
Then  one  evening  he  came  just 
as  Belle  was  replacing  the  brake 
block  that  had  come  loose  and 
fallen  out.  He  took  the  axe  from 
her  capable  hands  and  cut  the 
stump  of  a  tree  she  was  working 
on,  to  size,  and  drove  it  in  be- 
tween the  iron  cleats. 

"There,"  he  said,  as  he  fin- 
ished wedging  the  block  in  tight. 
"That  ought  to  hold  you  for  a- 
while.  Better  not  tell  your  sister 
I  helped.  She  might  not  ride  in 
the  wagon  if  she  knew  I  fixed  the 
brake  block." 

"It  isn't  you  particularly,  with 
Selena,"  said  Belle.  ''She's  hav- 
ing a  bad  time.  The  best  thing 
anyone  can  do  right  now  is  leave 
her  pretty  much  to  herself.  Where 
are  your  folks,  Lon?" 

"They  couldn't  accept  the 
truth,"  answered  Lon.  "After  I 
joined  the  Church,  they  couldn't 
accept  me,  either.  They  are  still 
living,  back  in  Massachusetts. 
And  I  am  not  welcome." 

"That's  a  coincidence,"  said 
Belle.  "Same  with  Selena  and  me. 
Our  folks  couldn't  believe  it 
either,  but  we  both  knew  the  mis- 
sionaries were  teaching  the  truth, 
and  we  had  to  come." 

"You  and  Selena.  I  still  find 
it  strange  to  think  the  two  of 
you  are  sisters." 

"It  surprised  you,  did  it?  I'm 


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YOUR  HEART  TO  UNDERSTANDING 


not  surprised.  Everyone  finds  it 
hard  to  believe,  what  with  Selena 
being  dark  and  so  much  smaller 
and,  well,  just  prettier  than  I  am. 
No  one  has  ever  taken  us  to  be 
sisters,  or  for  that  matter,  been 
hardly  able  to  believe  we  were 
once  they  found  it  out." 

"Oh,  I  didn't  mean  .  .  ."  began 
Lon,  embarrassed  by  the  turn  the 
conversation  had  taken. 

"It  doesn't  matter,"  replied 
Belle,  getting  to  her  feet  and 
picking  up  the  axe,  as  Lon  rode 
off. 

At  the  evening  dances  around 
the  campfires,  Selena  and  Belle 
usually  sat  together,  watching 
rather  than  dancing,  but  for  en- 
tirely different  reasons.  Selena 
would  have  none  of  the  gaiety 
and  laughter  and  few  of  the 
young  men  were  anxious  to  ask 
Belle. 

"I  did.  Just  once,"  said  John 
Meeks,  "and  that  was  enough. 
Why,  she'd  like  to  have  picked  me 
up  and  swung  me  clear  off  the 
ground  every  time  the  caller  said 
'Swing  your  partners.'  I  just 
don't  think  it's  safe." 

This  warning,  coupled  with  the 
natural  disinclination  of  the  other 
young  men  to  have  Belle  for  a 
partner,  kept  her  watching  rather 
than  taking  part  in  the  dancing. 

Any  young  man  in  the  camp 
would  have  been  pleased  to  dance 
with  Selena.  Many  of  them  asked 
her  at  the  beginning,  but  her  re- 
peated refusals  were  sufficient  to 
discourage  the  most  eager  of  the 
dancers. 

It  almost  angered  Selena  to  see 
others  gay  and  happy  with  the 


memory  of  her  own  sorrow  fresh 
and  new. 

"Why  do  they  have  to  dance 
so  much?"  she  asked  Belle  as 
they  sat  in  front  of  their  wagon, 
the  music  filling  the  night  air. 
"I  should  think  once  in  awhile 
would  be  enough,  but  no,  it's 
every  single  night  except  Sun- 
day." 

"They  need  to  dance,  Selena," 
Belle  answered.  "They  have  all 
had  just  as  hard  a  day  as  we 
have.  They  need  to  relax." 

"That's  just  what  I  mean." 

Selena  spoke  heatedly,  "Only 
day  before  yesterday  old  Brother 
Christiansen  was  buried  along  the 
way.  And  here  they  are,  again 
tonight,  dancing  as  though  noth- 
ing had  happened." 

"We  can't  just  give  ourselves 
up  to  grief  and  sorrow,  Selena." 
Belle  arose  and  stood  tall  beside 
her  sister.  "No  one  can  keep  on 
living  with  just  memories." 

"Belle!"  Selena  cried.  "How 
can  you  be  so  cruel?"  She  whirled, 
running  toward  the  back  of  the 
wagon  as  Lon  came  around  it 
from  the  other  direction.  She 
bumped  hard  against  him  and  he 
caught  her  in  his  arms,  steadying 
her  a  moment  to  keep  her  from 
falling. 

"I'm  sorry,"  he  apologized,  and 
drew  back  as  she  regained  her 
footing. 

"Let  me  alone!"  she  cried. 

"I  came  at  the  wrong  time,  it 
seems,"  said  Lon  to  Belle.  "Seems 
like  I  always  show  up  at  the 
wrong  time,  as  fair  as  Selena  is 
concerned." 

"There's  never  a  right  time  to 


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be   around   Selena   these   days,"  Belle  was  quiet  for  a  long  mo- 
answered  Belle.  ment,  watching  the  dancing.  "So 

"I'd  hke  to  be  of  more  help,  that's  the  way  it  is." 

You're  too  efficient,  Belle.     I'd  "That's  the  way  it  is,"  said  Lon 

feel  a  lot  better  if  I   could  do  quietly.  "That's  the  way  it  has 

something  for  the  two  of  you."  been  ever  since  I  first  saw  Selena, 

Belle  looked  at  him  squarely,  back  there  at  the  grave  in  Winter 

"You  mean  for  Selena."  It  was  a  Quarters." 

statement,  not  a  question.     Lon  After  a  time.  Belle  spoke  again, 

did  not  evade  it.  "It  will  take  a  long  time,  Lon." 

"Yes,  I  do,"  he  said.  "But  you  "I    have   plenty.     Someday   I 

are  her  family,  Belle.  I  mean  for  mean  to  marry  Selena," 

you,  too."  (To  be  continued) 


Book  Interest 

Pearie  M.  Olsen 

I  always  like  to  read  a  book 
And  lose  my  sense  of  here. 
Books  help  me  know  of  other  folks 
Another  place  .  .  .  another  year. 

I  learn  of  new  and  unknown  lands  — 
Some  I  may  never  see, 
And  things  that  happen  in  a  book 
Are  happening  to  me. 

I  know  just  why  I  like  to  read  — 
Of  course  I  think  it's  fun, 
Yet,  by  the  printed  word  I  can 
See  through  the  eyes  of  anyone. 

I  listen  to  the  things  folks  say, 
And  sense  the  way  they  feel. 
I  learn  so  much  of  what  they  know  — 
All  these  things  books  reveal. 

I  love  to  live  vicariously 
Through  books,  within  my  niche. 
I  save  on  travel  and  expense  — 
Yet  my  experiences  are  rich. 


106 


omans 
phere 


Ramona  W.  Cannon 


M  RS.  Sarah  Tilghman  Hughes  — 
since  1935  Judge  of  the  Four- 
teenth District  Court  of  Dallas 
—  swore  in  Lyndon  Baines  John- 
son as  President  of  the  United 
States,  on  the  plane  returning  the 
body  of  President  Kennedy  to 
Washington.  Mrs.  Johnson  and 
Mrs.  Kennedy  stood  near  the  new 
President.  Judge  Hughes  was  the 
first  woman  to  become  a  district 
judge  in  Texas.  She  served  three 
terms  in  the  lower  house  of  the 
Texas  legislature,  and  once  was 
unanimously  voted  by  the  news- 
men covering  the  legislature  the 
most  valuable  member  of  the 
body.  In  1952  she  was  endorsed 
for  the  United  States  vice-presi- 
dential nomination  by  the  Na- 
tional Federation  of  Business  and 
Professional  Women. 

Agnes  de  Mille,  a  great  Ameri- 
can choreographer,  is  the  author 
of  The  Dance  (Golden  Press), 
which  traces  the  development  of 
dancing  in  its  many  forms  — 
theatrical,  social,  ritualistic.  Il- 
lustrated with  400  pictures,  the 
book  presents  a  discussion  of  the 
work  of  such  famous  dancers  as 
Isadora  Duncan,  Martha  Graham, 
Doris  Humphrey,  Carlotta  Grisi, 
and  Margot  Fonteyn. 


Claudia  Taylor  (Lady  Bird) 
Johnson,  the  new  First  Lady  of 
the  United  States,  has  been  an 
unusually  capable  helpmate  to 
her  husband  in  his  political,  so- 
cial, and  personal  life.  Neverthe- 
less, she  has  retained  a  strong 
individuality  of  her  own.  An 
honor  student  in  journalism  at 
the  University  of  Texas,  she  has 
continued  to  be  an  omnivorous 
reader,  an  intelligent  observer  of 
the  world  around  her,  and  a  wom- 
an of  empathy  for  human  beings. 
She  learned  Spanish  as  a  com- 
municating link  with  other 
peoples.  She  excels  as  a  home- 
maker  and  hostess,  and  her  busi- 
ness acumen  has  stretched  an 
inheritance  into  a  comfortable 
fortune,  principally  by  way  of 
radio  and  television  enterprises. 
The  Johnsons  have  two  daugh- 
ters, Lynda  Bird,  nineteen,  and 
Lucy  Baines,  sixteen. 


Dr.  Elizabeth  J.  Bottcher  is  as- 
sistant chief  of  pathology  at  the 
Salt  Lake  City,  Utah,  Veterans 
Administration  Hospital.  One  of 
the  best  known  pathologists  in 
the  United  States,  she  was  for- 
merly associated  with  the  Ro- 
chester Hospital  in  New  York. 


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Volume  51        February  1964        Number  2 


The  Words  That  Women  Write 

A  woman  in  her  home  may  find  a  recreation  and  a  hobby,  as  well 
as  continuing  joy  in  recording  her  thoughts,  her  hopes,  and  inspira- 
tion, and  the  history  of  her  beloved  family.  The  words  that  she  writes 
may  be  in  the  form  of  letters  to  the  dear  ones  in  the  home  of  her 
girlhood,  to  her  husband's  cherished  people,  to  her  children  or  grand- 
children away  at  school,  or  in  the  mission  field.  She  may  inscribe 
for  future  generations  the  family  faith,  and  the  coming  together  of 
the  intellectual  legacies  of  ancestors  remote  in  the  stream  of  time. 

The  woman  who  finds  that  words  move  easily  from  her  mind 
to  the  written  page,  may  hope  that  her  talents  and  incHnations  can 
be  developed  beyond  the  lovely  art  of  letter  writing  and  record 
keeping,  to  the  more  formal  composition  of  poetry  and  essays 
and  stories  —  more  ambitious  writings,  intended  for  an  audience 
beyond  the  family  circle. 

One  whose  written  words  are  to  be  treasured  over  the  genera- 
tions must  be  close  to  the  deep  springs  of  life  —  close  to  the  world 
of  nature  —  the  earth  home  —  close  to  flowers  and  trees  and  the 
majesty  and  symbolism  of  mountains  —  near  to  the  stark  somber- 
ness  of  the  desert  and  akin  to  the  greening  furrows  and  the  golden 
harvest.  This  is  the  objective,  lovely,  beckoning  world  that  can  be 
interpreted  through  a  gifted  individual  who  is  grateful  for  her  tenure 
upon  the  earth  —  stirred  by  the  moods  of  clouds  and  wind  and  rain 
—  and  the  silent  winter  of  snow. 

In  addition  to  self-expression  from  a  personal  interpretation  of 
the  natural  environment,  a  writer  needs  to  strive  for  an  awareness 
of  the  weakness  and  the  strength,  the  joy  and  the  sorrow,  the  hopes 
and  the  relinquishing  that  characterize  the  developing  human  spirit. 


108 


Belle  S.  Spafford,  President 
Marianne  C.  Sharp,  First  Counselor 
Louise  W.  Madsen,  Second  Counsek 
Hulda   Parker,  Secretary-Treasurer 


Anna  B.  Hart 
Edith  S.  Elliott 
Florence  J.  Madsen 
Leone  G.  Layton 
Blanche  B.  Stoddard 
Evon  W.  Peterson 
Aleine  M.  Young 
Josie  B.  Bay 
Alberta  H.  Christensen 
Mildred  B.  Eyring 
Charlotte  A.  Larsen 
Edith  P.  Backman 
Winniefred  8.  Manwaring 
EIna  P.   Haymond 
Mary  R.  Young 
Mary  V.  Cameron 
Afton  W.  Hunt 
Wealtha  S.  Mendenhall 
Pearle  M.  Olsen 


Elsa  T.  Peterson 
Fanny  S.  Kienitz 
Elizabeth  B.  Winters 
LaRue  H.  Rosell 
Jennie  R.  Scott 
Alice  L  Wilkinson 
LaPriel  S.  Bunker 
frene  W.  Buehner 
Irene  C.  Lloyd 
Hazel   S.   Cannon 
Hazel  S.  Love 
Fawn  H.  Sharp 
Celestia  J.  Taylor 
Anne  R.  Gledhill 
Beiva    Barlow 
Zola  J.  McGhie 
Oa  J.  Cannon 
Lila  B.  Walch 
Lenore  C.  Gundersen 


Some  women  have  an  empathy  and  discernment  that  glow  as  a  Hght 
upon  them;  and  others,  perhaps  more  withdrawn,  must  cultivate 
their  abiUty  to  enter  into  the  lives  of  others  and  try  to  understand 
their  problems,  as  they  desire  to  set  their  pens  to  words  which  they 
hope  will  enrich  and  uplift  the  lives  of  others. 

The  joy  a  woman  finds  in  self-expression  gives  her  a  glance  into 
a  wider  world,  for  she  soon  realizes  that  self-expression  can  have  a 
broader  meaning  if  it  is  disciplined,  upward-reaching,  and  forever 
growing. 

There  must  be  knowledge  and  experience  in  the  use  of  words  — 
how  they  may  be  put  together  for  specific  purposes  and  molded  into 
authentic  form  and  living  strength.  The  rich  heritage  of  all  ages  is 
available  in  the  countless  writings  that  have  blessed  the  generations. 
The  Bible  speaks  forever  in  inspired  words  of  power  and  sublime 
beauty  —  "fire,  and  hail;  snow,  and  vapours;  stormy  wind,  fulfilling 
his  word  ....  He  telleth  the  number  of  the  stars;  he  calleth  them 
all  by  their  names." 

The  Book  of  Books  can  be  a  schooling  and  an  ever-present  help 
to  one  who  would  set  in  words  the  certitudes  of  life  here  and  here- 
after. Poetry  and  prose  of  the  ages,  and  down  to  the  present  time, 
if  carefully  chosen,  can  yield  a  rich  background  and  make  the  foun- 
tain of  words  resplendent  with  many  jeweled  facets. 

A  woman  in  her  home,  even  in  the  short  periods  of  comparative 
quietude,  may  take  her  pen  in  hand  and  draw  upon  her  wide 
thoughts,  her  limitless  environment,  her  family,  her  friends,  and  the 
gospel  light,  and  may  build  with  words  her  house  of  truth  and  beauty. 

—V.  P.  C. 


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Even  the  desire  to  do  our  best  brings  hope  and  the  beginnings  of  happiness. 
How  rich  then  may  be  the  rewards  when  desire  is  followed  with  good  works. 

—Pauline  Bell 


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Heart  Fund  Dollars  Buy  Life  and  Hope 

The  American  Heart  Association 

As  wives  and  mothers,  women  are  the  guardians  of  family  health 
and  welfare.  They  know  the  heartbreak  of  helping  youngsters  struggle 
against  the  handicaps  of  rheumatic  fever  or  inborn  heart  defects,  of 
caring  for  aged  parents  overcome  by  stroke.  Too  often  they  know 
the  loneliness  of  widowhood  when  —  sometimes  without  warning  — 
husbands  are  felled  by  heart  attack. 

That  is  why  so  many  voluntarily  serve  in  community-wide  rheu- 
matic fever  prevention  programs  —  why  mothers  whose  children  have 
recovered  from  heart  operations  offer  friendly,  sympathetic  encour- 
agement to  parents  of  youngsters  with  heart  defects;  why  wives  and 
mothers  have  made  the  hope  of  recovery  at  home  a  reaHty  for 
hundreds  of  thousands  of  cardiac  children,  heart* attack,  and  stroke 
victims.  It  is  a  cause  that  women  take  to  their  hearts,  year  after  year. 

Heart  fund  dollars  help  to  pay  for  life-saving  advances  in  treat- 
ment of  heart  attack,  high  blood  pressure,  strokes,  rheumatic  fever. 
New  techniques  of  diagnosis  and  surgery  for  inborn  heart  defects 
have  created  hope  where  none  existed.  Heart  fund  dollars  buy  life 
and  hope. 


Wo»Ti?i?ilioocf 

Mary  Brown 

How  fortunate,  a  woman  I  was  born, 
Although  I  doubt  that  men  can  understand 
Why  we  accept  our  lot  rather  than  scorn 
The  fact  that  they're  our  masters,  in  command. 

in  viewing  life  just  merely  with  the  eye, 
Men  seem  to  reign  in  stature  and  in  state. 
But  spiritually  they  lack,  and  this  is  why 
For  happiness  complete  they  need  a  mate. 

So  God  created  women  to  give  birth, 
That  every  living  soul  may  draw  a  breath. 
And  to  fulfill  his  plan  for  life  on  earth. 
Then  call  us  back  to  him  through  mortal  death. 

And  so,  you  see,  we  walk  right  by  his  side. 
And  thus  accept  our  womanhood  with  pride. 


Note:  The  author  of  this  poem  is  seventeen  years  old. 

Ill 


National  Children's  Dental  Health  Week 

February  2  -  8,  1964 

"Keep  Your  Smile  —  Take  Care  of  Your  Teeth" 

American  Dental  Association 

Correct  diagnosis  and  treatment  of  irregular  tooth  position  and 
jaw  relationship  in  early  youth  can  have  immeasurable  benefits 
throughout  life.  The  most  critical  period  of  dental  development  oc- 
curs during  the  change  from  the  primary  to  the  secondary  dentition. 
Not  only  will  the  biting  and  chewing  process  benefit  with  proper 
orthodontic  treatment,  but  in  the  absence  of  marked  malocclusion 
(irregular  tooth  position),  severe  peridontal  (gimi)  disease  rarely 
exists.  The  "baby"  teeth  not  only  serve  for  biting  and  chewing,  but 
they  maintain  the  arch  length  for  the  permanent  teeth.  Loss  of  this 
arch  length  occurs  when  a  tooth  is  removed  and  no  measure  taken 
to  maintain  the  space.  Restorations  must  be  properly  contoured  to 
maintain  contact,  and  thereby  insure  space  for  the  permanent  suc- 
cessors. At  about  eight  years  of  age,  the  child  enters  the  "early  mixed 
dentition  period,"  when  the  four  permanent  incisors  (front  teeth)  and 
the  four  first  permanent  molars  have  replaced  the  primary  teeth. 
It  is  at  this  time  when  overcrowding  may  occur  and  cause  unahgned 
teeth.  When  the  child  is  about  eleven  or  twelve,  and  most  of  the  per- 
manent teeth  are  in,  the  child  should  be  carefully  checked  to  see  that 
the  proper  fitting  together  of  the  teeth  is  developing  normally.  Even 
in  adult  dentition  all  missing  teeth  should  be  promptly  replaced. 


Did  the  Groundhog  See  His  Shadow? 

Evalyn   M.   Sandberg 

With  gold  stuffed  in  hip  pockets, 

Bees  labor  through   blue  skies 

From  feather-bloomed   acacia 

In  a  month  that,  otherwise. 

The  calendar  calls  winter. 

But  snow  forgot  to  fall; 

And  an  almond  tree,  amazingly, 

Drops  petals  on  a  wall. 

There  is  an  oak  upon  the  hillside 

Beneath  which  I  would  lie 

While  cotton-candy  cumulus 

Careens  across  the  sky. 

No  leaden  hours  to  underscore 

One  hint  of  doubt  or  fear  — 

This  must  be  summer  gladness 

Come  earlier  this  year. 


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inside  and  out 


Rememberingr 

Enola  Chamberlin 

When  in  your  heart  the  hours  are  long, 
And  clouds  brood  low  above  the  trees, 
Remember  days  of  summer  song 
And  sun  and  shadow  filigrees. 

Remember  robins,  red  of  vest, 
And  dogwood  bushes  all  in  bloom, 
The  sunlight  on  the  mountain  crest, 
A  lily's  white  perfume. 

Remember  dawns  that  spread  like  flowers. 
With  pearl  and  opal  coloring  — 
As  drouth-dry  earth  remembers  showers, 
As  winter  winds  remember  spring. 


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Helen  Hinckley  Jones 


TODAY  is  Valentine's  day  —  the  day  for  lovers  and  for  love. 
When  we  were  young  the  beautiful  valentine  box  at  school  was 
almost  as  exciting  as  Christmas  with  Santa  Claus  and  his  false 
whiskers,  his  hearty  voice  that  sounded  so  much  like  Brother  Hart- 
man's,  his  bags  of  candy  and  unshelled  nuts. 

On  Valentine's  day  we  didn't  want  anyone  in  our  schoolroom 
to  be  hurt  or  left  out,  so  we  proudly  slipped  a  valentine  for  every 
member  of  the  class  in  that  fabulous  red  and  white  box.  All  day 
we  fidgeted,  waiting  for  the  last  period  when  the  box  would  be  opened 
and  the  valentines  would  be  distributed.  After  that  magic  hour  we 
proudly  surveyed  our  remembrances.  If  everybody  liked  us  we  had 
as  many  valentines  as  there  were  children  in  the  room.  What  hap- 
piness! 

More  important  than  the  sentiments  expressed  in  neat  trite 
verses  was  the  beauty  of  the  valentines.  Collapsible  tissue  inserts 
that  stretched  to  things  of  rare  beauty  when  the  valentine  stood  up 
by  itself,  giving  an  extra  dimension  to  the  picture;  animation  in  the 
form  of  moving  arms,  legs,  eyes;  enormous  size  —  all  of  these  were 
more  important  to  us  than  the  loving  care  bestowed  upon  wallpaper 
and  floral  creations.  First  we  counted  the  "boughten"  valentines  — 
then  the  others.  Yet  we  made  valentines  filled  with  love  and  thought- 
fulness  for  our  mothers,  and  if  we  had  any  time  left  over  we  made 
them  for  our  fathers. 

In  those  days  to  be  liked  by  everyone  was  enough  —  and  with 
a  heap  of  valentines  to  prove  this,  our  cup  was  running  over. 

As  we  grew  older  the  valentine  box  disappeared  from  our  teach- 
er's desk.  Then  we  wanted  not  half  a  hundred  valentines,  but  one 
from  that  special  person.  We  were  learning  that  "all  the  little  bees 
and  all  the  little  bears,  never  go  by  threes  but  always  go  in  pairs." 
We  didn't  know  what  love  was;  but  we  did  know  how  it  felt  to  be 


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attracted  to  one  perfect 
person.  Valentine's  day 
was  for  us  a  day  of  affir- 
mation. It  was  a  day  that 
made  us  feel  important 
and  worthwhile  because 
we  meant  something  spe- 
cial to  somebody  who 
mattered. 

But  now,  my  dear  husband,  we  have  put  away  childish  things. 
We  still  are  made  happy  by  the  affection  and  regard  of  all  of  our 
acquaintances  and  friends.  We  still  need  assurance  that  the  people 
we  care  for  care  for  us.  But  now  there  is  something  richer,  deeper, 
more  mystic,  more  mysterious.  There  is  love. 

No  one  can  really  define  love.  We  can  describe  its  symptoms, 
but  we  can't  explain  it.  We  know  what  it  isn't,  but  we  can't  know 
fully  what  it  is.  Where  words  end,  love  begins.  How  lucky  we  are, 
you  and  I,  that  we  can  feel  the  things  we  cannot  speak.  How  very 
lucky  I  am  that  I  can  feel  love  for  you  and  know  deep  inside  myself 
that  you  feel  love  for  me. 

Where  is  love  born?  "Deep  in  unfathomable  depths."  But  once 
the  seed  of  love  was  planted  deep  it  was  nurtured  by  shared  joy  and 
shared  disappointment,  by  shared  successes  and  shared  failures. 
People  must  laugh  together,  and  cry  together,  too,  to  bring  love 
to  bloom.  These  we  have  done.  The  babies  we  lost  brought  us  to- 
gether in  sorrow,  the  daughters  we  have  reared  have  bonded  us  in 
joy.  And  in  sorrow  or  joy  we  have  felt  the  spirit  of  each  other  and 
have  said,  "We  thank  thee,  God,  that  our  union  is  eternal." 

More  poets  have  written  about  love  than  any  other  subject, 
yet  what  have  they  said?  They  have  agreed  that  it  is  the  mystery 
of  life,  the  surge  and  swell  of  the  heart  that  makes  living  in  this 
world  an  ecstacy.  "How  do  I  love  thee?  Let  me  count  the  ways.  ..." 

And  so,  even  on  Valentine's  day  I  can't  tell  you  what  you  mean 
to  me,  how  my  heart  lifts  when  you  come  home,  how  things  in  the 
world  have  new  vitality  because  we  are  together. 

I  can  only  plead  in  the  most  ordinary  way,  "Be  my  Valentine." 


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hm 


Janet  W.  Breeze 

A  mother's  baking  day  is  always  evidence  of  love  toward  her  hungry  family, 
but  this  treat  is  more  than  just  evidence.  It  even  looks  like  a  token  of  love. 

The  special  equipment  needed  for  this  heart-shaped  dessert  is  one  eight- 
inch  square  cake  tin  and  one  eight-inch  round  cake  tin.  Use  them  in  which 
to  bake  your  favorite  cake. 

When  the  cake  is  cool,  cut  the  round  layer  in  half.  These  halves  make 
the  top  sides  of  the  heart.  The  square  layer  placed  at  diamond  angle  forms 
the  bottom  of  the  heart. 

Arrange  the  cake  on  a  large  plate  or  tray,  first  placing  small  paper  doilies 
around  the  cake  to  form  a  lacy  background. 

Now  frost  the  cake  pink  and  pretty  with  no-cook  valentine  icing,  topped 
with  sprinkles  of  coconut,  for  a  special  family  treat  that  looks  good  enough 
for  a  party. 

No-Cook  Valentine  Icing 

V4  tsp.   salt 
2  egg  whites 

c.  sugar 

c.   corn   syrup 

tsp.  flavoring 


V4 


IV4 

red  food  flavoring 

Add  salt  to  egg  whites  and  beat  to  soft  peaks.  Gradually  stir  in  sugar 
and  beat  until  shiny.  Continue  beating  and  add  corn  syrup  gradually.  Beat 
until  icing  stands  in  fairly  firm  peaks.  Fold  in  flavoring  and  food  coloring. 


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Part  V  — Wonders  With  Wheat  Using  Bulgur 
or  Craciced  Wheat 

Marion  Bennion,  Ph.D. 

Chairman,  Department  of  Food  and  Nutrition 
Brigham  Young  University 

Foods  made  from  wheat  are  grows  easily  in  soils  and  climates 
popular  and  widely  used  today  in  many  areas  of  the  world.  It 
in  many  parts  of  the  world.  Bread  stores  easily.  It  has  high  food 
has  often  been  called  the  "staff  value.  The  proteins  in  the  ground 
of  life,"  and  it  is  certainly  well  or  milled  wheat,  on  wetting  and 
deserving  of  this  title.  Its  pres-  mixing,  give  rise  to  gluten  which 
ence  or  absence,  as  well  as  its  is  strong  and  elastic  and  makes 
quality,  have  influenced  history  possible  a  yeast-leavened,  hght 
through  many  centuries.  In  the  loaf  of  bread.  These  should  cer- 
United  States  today  there  is  tainly  be  sufficient  reasons  for 
available  a  great  variety  of  good  its  popularity, 
food,  and  the  average  American  Wheat  and  wheat  products 
eats  many  of  these  foods  in  ad-  provide  us  with  a  comparatively 
dition  to  bread.  However,  in  inexpensive  source  of  calories 
America,  foods  made  from  wheat  and  protein.  In  a  limited  family 
contribute  about  one-fourth  of  food  budget  they  can  be  used  to 
the  total  energy  requirements  of  great  advantage.  However,  the 
man,  while  in  some  European  form  of  these  products  should  be 
countries,  the  wheat  products  carefully  chosen.  Unenriched 
are  nearly  twice  as  great.  white  flour  or  bread,  for  instance. 
The  progenitor  of  our  wheat  is  not  a  good  buy  —  either  eco- 
today,  the  parent  wheat,  einkorn,  nomically  or  nutritionally.  It  does 
was  apparently  cultivated  several  not  contribute  anything  but  calo- 
thousand  years  ago  in  the  Near  ries  and  protein,  the  B-vitamins 
East,  and  with  new  types  de-  and  minerals  having  been  lost  in 
veloped,  spread  all  over  the  world,  milling.  Whole  wheat  or  enriched 
Even  now  in  various  parts  of  the  white  flours  and  products  made 
globe  wheat  is  being  substituted  from  these  flours  give  you  much 
for  other  cereal  grains  in  human  more  for  your  money  and  for 
diets.  your  calories,  and  this  is  especial- 
Why  is  wheat  so  popular?  It  ly  important  where  wheat  prod- 

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FEBRUARY  1964 


ucts  are  being  used  in  fairly,  large 
amounts. 

Wheat  may  be  used  in  many 
delightful  ways  for  family  meals. 
It  may  be  used  whole,  cracked, 
or  ground  into  flour.  If  you  have 
eaten  in  an  Armenian  restaurant 
you  may  have  been  served  a  de- 
licious golden  pilaf  made  from 
pre-cooked  and  dried  wheat  called 
bulgor  or  bulgur.  Bulgur  wheat 
has  been  a  staple  in  the  diets  of 
the  peoples  of  the  Middle  East 
for  many  centuries.  It  has  been 
produced  commercially  in  the 
United  States  for  a  number  of 
years  and  is  gaining  favor  with 
American  consumers.  It  is  also 
being  shipped  abroad  to  food- 
short  countries. 

When  bulgur  is  used  in  a 
variety  of  dishes  it  has  the  ad- 
vantages of  cooking  more  rapidly 
than  whole  or  cracked  wheat,  and 
it  may  also  have  developed  a  de- 
lightful flavor  from  its  precooking 
and  drying  process.  The  Western 
Regional  Research  Laboratory  at 
Albany,  California,  has  developed 
a  large  number  of  recipes  using 
bulgur.  You  may  be  able  to  pur- 
chase commercially  prepared  bul- 
gur or,  if  you  are  storing  your 
own  supply  of  whole  wheat,  you 
may  enjoy  preparing  your  own. 

To  Make  Bulgur  Wheat 

1.  Wash  wheat  in  cool  water  and 
discard  water. 

2.  Boil  wheat  in  excess  water  until 
all  water  is  absorbed  and  wheat  is 
tender  —  35  to  45  minutes,   usually. 

3.  Spread  wheat  thinly  on  cookie 
sheet  or  shallow  pan  and  dry  in  oven 
at  200°  F  until  very  dry  so  that  it 
will  crack  easily. 

4.  Wet  surface  of  dried  wheat  slight- 


ly and  rub  kernels  between  hands  to 
loosen  and  remove  chaff. 

5.  Crack  wheat  in  moderate-size 
pieces,  using  mill  or  grinder  or  even 
a  mortar  and  pestle.  In  some  cases 
the  wheat  may  be  used  whole,  giving 
a  very  chewy  product. 

6.  This  processed  bulgur  is  easily 
stored  and  may  be  used  in  any  of  the 
following  recipes.  If  the  recipe  calls 
for  cooked  bulgur  simply  boil  in  water 
for  5  to  10  minutes,  whereby  it  will 
approximately  double  in  volume. 

If  bulgur  is  not  available  or 
you  do  not  care  to  make  it  your- 
self, you  may  substitute  regular 
cracked  wheat  with  satisfactory 
results.  In  either  case,  try  serving 
wheat  pilaf  with  a  meat  and  vege- 
table plate.  It  has  a  sweet,  nut- 
like flavor  and  crunchy  texture 
your  family  should  like  very 
much.  Or  the  wheat  will  make 
an  excellent  meat  extender  when 
used  in  the  meat  loaf,  Swedish 
meat  balls,  Mexican  bulgur  chili, 
or  chicken  curry  pilaf  recipes. 

Cooked  and  chilled  bulgur  may 
be  added  to  your  favorite  cole 
slaw  recipe  for  a  most  interesting 
and  enjoyable  salad.  In  fact, 
almost  the  only  limit  to  its  use 
is  your  imagination. 

Bulgur,  soaked  overnight  in 
salt  water,  may  be  added  to 
yeast  rolls  for  a  nut-like  flavor 
and  texture.  It  is  also  used  in 
the  raisin  bar  recipe. 

Using  wheat  in  another  form, 
that  of  flour,  by  making  bread  at 
home,  may  mean  a  savings  of 
food  money,  especially  if  flour 
and  yeast  are  purchased  in  large 
quantities  and  bread  is  a  main- 
stay of  the  family  fare.  If  whole 
wheat  is  part  of  your  food  stor- 
age plan,  you  will  undoubtedly 


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have  a  grinder  or  at  least  access 
to  the  use  of  one.  Whole-wheat 
bread  made  from  your  own  flour 
is  a  most  welcome  addition  to  a 
carefully  planned,  economical 
food  supply. 

Baking  bread  is  really  very 
easy  when  it  is  conveniently  fitted 
into  a  household  schedule,  and  it 
can  be  lots  of  fun  for  most  people 
—  especially  for  the  family  when 
the  bread  first  comes  out  of  the 
oven.  There  is  absolutely  nothing 
quite  like  the  aroma  and  mouth- 
watering flavor  of  freshly  baked 
homemade  bread.  You  know  that 
experiences  with  food  are  often 
the  center  of  values  and  feelings 
which  have  nothing  to  do  with 
nutrition.  This  indescribable  odor 
of  fresh  bread  baking  when  your 
children  come  home  from  school 
or  in  from  play  will  probably  give 
them  valued  associations  and 
memories   for  their  entire  lives. 

There  are  really  many  wonder- 
ful things  one  can  do  with  wheat. 
The  following  recipes  will  give 
you  a  start.  I  hope  you  will  try 

them. 

Where  bulgur  is  called  for  in  a 
recipe,  cracked  wheat  may  be  sub- 
stituted. 

WHEAT   PILAF 

2  c.   cooked   bulgur 

3  tbsp.  shortening,  oil  or  margarine 
V4   c.   chopped  onion 

1    tsp.  salt 

3   c.  bouillon  or  soup  stock 

(Cook  1  cup  of  dry  bulgur  for  10-15 
minutes  in  excess  water  or  until  water  is 
absorbed  and  wheat  is  soft.  It  will  double 
in  size.)  If  using  cracked  wheat,  cook  it  a 
little   longer. 

Melt  shortening  in  a  large  frying  pan. 
Saute  wheat  and  chopped  onion  about  5 
minutes.    Add    salt    and    liquid.    Reduce    heat. 


cover  tightly,  and  simmer  until  the  liquid 
is  absorbed  (about  15-20  minutes).  If  a  more 
crunchy  pilaf  is  desired,  "it  is  suggested  that 
cooked  whole  bulgur  be  used  in  place  of  the 
cracked  (uncooked)  bulgur.  Makes  6  to  8 
servings. 

BULGUR   MEAT   LOAF 

114;   c.   cooked    or   canned    bulgur 

1  egg 

1/2   c.    milk 
11/2   tsp.   salt 
Vs   tsp.    pepper 
%   tsp.   sage 

2  tsp.   Worcestershire   sauce 

14  c.   chopped   onion 
Va   c.    ketchup 

1    lb.   ground   beef 

Blend  ingredients  together.  Turn  into  loaf 
pan  or  shape  into  loaf  in  a  shallow  baking 
dish.  If  desired,  spread  surface  with  thin 
layer  of  ketchup.  Bake  in  moderate  oven, 
325°  F,  for  about  1  hour  or  until  nicely 
browned.   Makes  6   to   8   servings. 

BULGUR  SWEDISH  MEAT  BALLS 

1 V4   c.   cooked   bulgur 

1  egg 

1/2   c.   milk 

2  tbsp.    minced   onion 
Vs   tsp.    mace 

Va   tsp.    allspice 

1    tsp.    salt 
Va   tsp.    Worcestershire    sauce 

1    lb.   ground   beef 
Va    c.    flour 

1    tsp.    salt 
Va   tsp.   pepper 

3  tbsp.   shortening 
1    tbsp.  flour 

V2   c.   bouillon   or   soup   stock 
V2   c.   milk 
Va   tsp.  salt 
pepper 

Combine  bulgur,  egg,  milk,  onion,  mace, 
allspice,  salt,  Worcestershire  sauce,  and 
ground  beef.  Form  balls  about  iy2  inches 
in  diameter.  Roll  balls  in  Va  c.  flour  seasoned 
with  1  tsp.  salt  and  Va  tsp.  pepper.  Heat  3 
tbsp.  shortening  in  a  large  skillet.  Add  meat 
balls  and  saute  over  moderate  heat  for  about 

15  minutes  until  lightly  browned  on  all  sides. 
Remove    balls.     Blend    the    drippings    with     1 


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tbsp,  flour,  then  remove  from  heat  gnd  stir 
in  beef  bouillon,  Vi  c.  milk,  !4  tsp.  salt  and 
some  pepper  to  taste.  Return  to  heat  and 
bring  to  a  boil  strirring  constantly  until 
thickened.  Reduce  heat.  Place  meat  balls 
in  sauce,  cover  and  cook  15-20  minutes. 
Makes  5-6  servings. 

MEXICAN   BULGUR   CHILI 

2   tbsp.   oil 

1  lb.  ground   beef 
%   c.    chopped   onion 
Va   tsp.    garlic   salt 

2  c.   cooked   bulgur 

5  c.  bouillon  or  soup  stock 

1    tbsp.    chili    powder 
V/i   tbsp.  flour 

1    tsp.  salt 
Vs   tsp.   oregano 
few  grains   cayenne   pepper 

1    c.  tomato   sauce 

Heat  the  oil  in  a  heavy  skillet.  Add  ground 
beef,  chopped  onion,  and  garlic  salt.  Saute 
over  moderate  heat  until  onions  are  lightly 
browned.  Blend  in  the  cooked  bulgur  and  the 
remainder  of  the  ingredients.  Cover  and 
simmer  for  about  1  hour,  stirring  occasional- 
ly.   Makes   6   to    8    servings. 

CHICKEN   CURRY   PILAF 

Va  c.   shortening 

Vi  c.  chopped  onion 

1  medium-sized    tart    apple,    peeled,    cored, 
and   chopped 

1  c.  thinly  sliced  celery 

2  tsp.   curry   powder 
Ve  tsp.  ginger 

2   tbsp.  flour 

Vh  tsp.   salt 

Va   tsp.   pepper 

41/2   c.     chicken     bouillon     (canned,    cubes,     or 

soup  stock) 
Va   c.   milk 

2   c.  cooked  bulgur 

2   c.  diced  chicken   (or   turkey) 

Heat  shortening  in  heavy  skillet.  Add 
onion,  apple,  and  celery.  Saute  over  mod- 
erate heat  until  onions  are  lightly  browned. 
Blend  in  the  curry  powder,  ginger,  flour,  salt, 
and  pepper.  Remove  from  heat  and  stir  in 
bouillon,  and  milk.  Add  the  bulgur  and  diced 
chicken.  Cover  and  simmer  over  low  heat 
for   15  minutes.  Makes  5  to  6  servings. 


WHEAT  NUT  ROLLS 

1/2  c.    dry   bulgur   (cracked) 
1    c.   cold   water 

y-i  tsp.  so  It 

1    pkg.  yeast,  active  dry  or  compressed  yeast 

1  c.  warm  water  (lukewarm  for  compressed 
yeast) 

Va  c.  oil 

2  tsp.   salt 
Vi  c.  sugar 

1  c.  lukewarm  evaporated  milk  (2  c.  whole 
milk  or  reconstituted  dry  milk,  scalded  and 
cooled  to  lukewarm,  may  be  substituted 
for  the  water  and  evaporated  milk  in  the 
recipe.) 

1  egg,    slightly    beaten 

about  6  c.  white  enriched  flour 
Soak  the  bulgur  in  1  c.  cold  water  and  Vi 
tsp.  salt  for  several  hours  or  overnight.  In 
a  large  bowl  dissolve  the  yeast  in  the  warm 
water;  add  milk,  sugar,  oil,  2  tsp.  salt,  and 
beaten  egg.  Add  the  soaked  wheat  mixture. 
Sift  the  flour,  and  mix  to  make  a  stiff  dough. 
Turn  out  on  a  floured  board  and  knead  until 
the  dough   is  smooth   and  elastic. 

BAKED  BULGUR  WITH  CHEESE  AND  TUNA 

4  tbsp.   margarine 

4  tbsp.   flour 

Vi   tsp.   salt 
1%   c.   milk   (reconstituted   dry   milk  or  diluted 

evaporated   milk   may   be   used) 
Y/a   c.   cooked   bulgur 
Va   tsp.   dry   mustard 
Va   tsp.   salt 

2  oz.   sharp  cheddar  cheese 

1    c.  (1    can)  tuna  fish   (chunk   style) 
paprika 

Melt  margarine  in  saucepan  over  low  heat. 
Blend  in  flour  and  V2  tsp.  salt.  Add  milk  all 
at  once.  Cook  quickly,  stirring  constantly 
until  the  mixture  thickens  and  bubbles  (takes 
about  ten  minutes).  Remove  sauce  from  heat 
when  it  bubbles.  Add  cooked  bulgur,  dry 
mustard,  and  salt.  Grate  or  slice  the  cheddar 
cheese  and  stir  into  mixture,  reserving  a 
layer  for  the  surface.  Add  tuna  fish,  with 
little  stirring  so  that  the  chunks  will  not 
break  up.  Put  mixture  into  a  loaf  pan  or 
casserole  dish  and  spread  remaining  cheese 
over  the  surface.  Sprinkle  with  paprika.  Bake 
at  375°  for  30  to  40  minutes  or  until  lightly 
browned  and  bubbly.  Makes  5  to  6  servings. 


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Letty  S.  Mickelson  Makes  Appliqued  Quilts  for  Relief  Society  Bazaars 

Letty  S.  Mickelson,  Thatcher,  Arizona,  has  made  many  beautiful  appliqued 
quilts  for  Relief  Society  bazaars  in  her  home  ward.  The  above  picture  illustrates 
some  of  the  intricate  and  exquisite  patterns  which  she  has  appliqued.  Some  of 
the  designs  she  has  used  have  been  her  original  patterns,  and  others  she  has 
purchased.  One  of  her  quilts  —  the  American  Glory  —  was  on  exhibition  at  the 
work  meeting  display  during  the  Relief  Society  Annual  General  Conference 
in  1962.  Although  Mrs.  Mickelson  does  not  do  the  actual  quilting  herself,  she 
threads  needles  for  the  quilters  who  work  out  her  lovely  designs  in  the  colors 
which  she  has  selected. 

Mrs.  Mickelson  was  a  member  of  the  first  group  of  nurses  to  be  graduated 
from  the  L.D.S.  Hospital  in  Salt  Lake  City,  Utah,  and  she  has  continued  to 
use  her  skill  and  training  in  this  field  for  the  benefit  of  her  friends  and  neigh- 
bors. She  has  served  Relief  Society  for  many  years  and  is  a  former  president 
of  Thatcher  Ward  Relief  Society. 


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LuANA  was  clearing  the  breakfast 
table,  after  the  children  had  gone 
to  school,  when  Millie  Togo  came 
in  through  the  bamboo  curtains. 
Her  smile  was  a  white  flash  in 
her  golden  brown  face. 

She  had  brought  her  baby 
wrapped  in  the  white  embroi- 
dered silk  robe  that  Emma  Lu 
had  purchased  in  San  Francisco. 

"Oh,  let  me  hold  him!"  Mar- 
garet exclaimed,  reaching  for  him. 
"Precious!''  she  murmured  when 
Millie  placed  him  in  her  arms. 
"Too  precious  for  words!" 

Millie  looked  at  Tutu  who  was 
busy  at  her  work  table  making 
a  fresh  supply  of  poi. 

"Tutu,"  she  said,  in  her  silken 
voice,  "it's  my  day  to  read  to  the 
blind  .  .  .  and  here  I  am  without 
a  baby  sitter.  Could  you  .  .  .  ?" 


Tutu  shook  her  head.  "I  am 
sorry,  Millie.  Today,  Luana  takes 
me  to  the  doctor.  I'd  be  glad  to 
do  it  any  other  time." 

"Oh,  Millie  —  let  me!"  Mar- 
garet called  out  in  her  gay  voice. 
"Emma  Lu  will  be  here,  too. 
We'll  take  good  care  of  him." 

"I'd  be  so  grateful,"  Millie 
said.  "It's  the  first  time  I've  been 
anywhere  since  he  was  bom. 
Mike  said  I  could  stop  at  the 
shops  and  buy  something  new." 
Her  eyes  were  black  stars.  "I'll 
bring  his  formula." 

"Run  along,"  Luana  laughed. 
"Have  a  happy  day,  your  baby 
is  in  good  hands,  Millie." 

It  was  after  three  o'clock  before 
Luana  and  Tutu  started  for  Dr. 
Hartford's  office  in  the  second- 


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hand  convertible.  They  had  nick- 
named the  car  "Old  Jig-Saw/* 
because  Phil  said  it  was  a  puzzle 
which  way  it  was  going  to  move 
—  forward,  or  up  and  down. 

"Time  just  slipped  by,"  Luana 
told  Tutu  as  they  jogged  along 
the  highway.  "But  it  was  such 
fun!  When  there  is  a  baby  in  the 
house,  he  is  the  center  of  every- 
thing." 

Tutu  laughed  softly.  "The 
little  king  had  us  all  bowing  to 
him,"  she  said,  "even  Margaret. 
She  never  let  go  of  him." 

Luana  drew  a  long  tremulous 
breath. 

"Speaking  of  Margaret,"  she 
said,  "she  has  chosen  the  place 
for  her  painting  .  .  .  ."  Her  voice 
faltered.  ".  .  .  My  lagoon,  Tutu." 

Silence  hung  between  them. 
Luana  kept  her  eyes  on  the  high- 
way. 

"I  know,"  Tutu  said  at  last. 
"She  showed  me  her  painting  this 
morning.  She  must  have  worked 
all  night  and  many  nights  be- 
fore." 

"I  saw  her,"  Luana  said  in  a 
fierce,  tight  little  voice.  "My 
lagoon!  Tutu  —  I  can't  bear  it!" 

Tutu's  arm  was  tender  and 
warm  around  her  shoulders. 

"She  has  an  artist's  eye,  too," 
she  said  gently.  "It  was  inevitable 
that  she  would  paint  the  lagoon 
once  she  had  seen  it.  But  take 
heart,  my  Luana,"  she  added 
consolingly.  "Although  her  paint- 
ing has  the  touch  of  the  profes- 
sional, more  perfection  of  line 
and  perspective  than  yours  has, 
still  yours  has  a  freshness  and 
feeling  that  some  professionals 
have  forgotten  —  qualities  that 


win  prizes.  If  I  were  a  judge,  I 
would  give  yours  the  prize,  Lu- 
ana. Margaret's  painting  has  a 
yearning  quality  —  a  searching 
—  but  yours  has  fulfillment,  like 
a  woman  who  has  known  every 
rich  gift  of  Hfe." 

"Thank  you,  Tutu,"  Luana 
murmured.  "I  need  to  win  that 
money  so  very  much.  And  I  think 
a  painting  of  that  lagoon  will 
win." 

"Yes,"  Tutu  conceded,  in  her 
thoughtful  way.  "A  painting  of 
that  lagoon  has  a  good  chance  to 
win." 

Dr.  Hartford  was  a  large,  hearty 
man  who  radiated  hope  and  cour- 
age to  all  his  patients.  After 
examining  Tutu,  he  beamed  down 
at  her. 

"So  you  went  on  a  hill  slide 
Saturday,"  he  said.  "Well,  it  gave 
your  heart  a  healthy  bounce. 
Now,  remember,  I'm  not  recom- 
mending this  for  my  heart  pa- 
tients, but  for  you  it  was  very 
good.  You're  better  than  you 
have  been  for  sometime.  What 
could  have  done  it  besides  that 
sHde?" 

Tutu's  blue  eyes  twinkled  into 
his.  "I  have  much  to  live  for,  Dr. 
Hartford.  My  work  is  not  yet 
finished  here." 

"You  are  a  real  trooper!"  he 
said,  patting  her  shoulder. 
"Hawaii  has  won  her  Statehood 
through  such  characters  as  you 
and  your  family.  I  remember 
your  husband,  John  Benjamin 
Harrington.  A  man  of  spirit  and 
courage.  He  was  devoted  to 
Hawaii." 

"Yes,"   she   said.    "I   wish   he 


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could  have  lived  until  Statehood 
was  achieved.  He  worked  for 
that." 

Dr.  Hartford  looked  at  Luana 
who  was  standing  by  them.  His 
eyes  narrowed,  quizzically. 

"I  wish  I  could  say  you  look 
as  perky  as  your  Tutu.  But  you 
seem  a  bit  languid  to  me.  I  want 
to  check  you  over  right  now." 

On  the  way  home  in  the  late 
afternoon,  Tutu  leaned  against 
Luana's  shoulder  and  slept  as 
peacefully  as  a  child.  Luana  did 
not  awaken  her  until  they  turned 
into  the  plantation  lane.  She 
stopped  the  car  a  block  from  the 
house  and  parked  it  beneath  a 
leafy  banyan  tree.  The  sun  was 
coral  and  gold  through  its 
branches. 

"Tutu,"  she  said  softly,  as 
Tutu  opened  her  eyes  and  sat 
up.  'T  have  sometjiing  to  tell  you 
—  something  almost  too  wonder- 
ful to  talk  about." 

"I  know,  my  darling,"  Tutu's 
voice  was  a  hushed  lullaby.  "I 
saw  the  light  in  your  eyes  when 
you  came  from  Dr.  Hartford's 
private  office.  I  saw  the  glory  in 
your  smile  as  though  the  wind 
had  kissed  you." 

''A  baby  .  .  .  ."  Luana  whis- 
pered, "another  baby  to  love  and 
care  for.  What  a  heavenly  bless- 
ing to  have  a  baby  when  you  are 
forty-three!" 

"God's  blessing,"  Tutu  an- 
sv^ered.  "Now  when  Emma  Lu  is 
married  and  goes  to  the  Main- 
land to  make  her  home,  and 
Philip  leaves  for  New  Zealand, 
we  will  have  our  new  baby  to 
plan  for.  I  must  live  a  long  time 


now,  Luana,  to  help  you  and 
Ben." 

Luana's  breath  was  a  sigh  of 
happiness. 

"My  darling  Ben,"  she  said, 
"what  another  baby  will  mean 
to  him,  joy  beyond  words!" 

"The  sun  reddens,"  Tutu  re- 
minded her,  "almost  dinnertime." 

Dreamily  Luana  started  the 
car,  and  they  rode  home  in  quiet 
wonderment. 

"I  will  change  my  dress  and 
help  you,"  Tutu  said,  as  they 
hurried  down  the  hallway  toward 
their  bedrooms. 

Hearing  voices  in  Emma  Lu's 
room,  they  hesitated  near  the 
half-open  doorway.  Someone  was 
sobbing.  Margaret's  voice  came 
brokenly. 

"Oh,  Emma  Lu,  having  Millie's 
baby  today  brought  it  all  back 

—  all  the  yearning  for  a  baby  of 
my  own.  I  would  give  anything 

—  anything  —  for  a  baby  .  .  .  ." 
Luana  leaned  against  the  door 

frame.  She  felt  weak  and  sick 
all  over.  Tutu  did  not  move  or 
speak. 

"I  paint  so  much  and  so  des- 
perately," Margaret  went  on.  "I 
give  all  my  creative  urge  to  my 
art,  because  I  have  nothing  else. 
I  know  that  is  the  reason  our 
Heavenly  Father  has  helped  me 
to  be  successful.  Oh,  I  realize 
that  creating  art  or  music  or 
beautiful  writing  is  God's  gift  to 
us,  too,  but  motherhood  is  the 
greatest  gift.  Mothers  are  co- 
creators  with  God.  Oh,  Emma  Lu, 
no  one  knows  how  I  long  for  a 
baby  of  my  own." 

Luana  looked  at  Tutu.  Their 
eyes  met  and  lingered  with  tears 


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of  compassion.  Then  each  went 
quietly  to  her  own  room  and 
closed  the  door.  Margaret  must 
never  know  that  they  had  heard 
her  bare  her  heart  to  Emma  Lu. 

Dinner  at  the  Harrington's  was 
always  a  gay  affair.  Luana,  with 
a  little  pang,  could  see  that  Mar- 
garet was  trying  to  be  extra  gay. 
Her  voice  was  too  high,  her  smile 
too  tremulous. 

Emma  Lu,  Pixie,  and  Philip 
had  gone  to  a  Mutual  party  at 
the  meetinghouse,  but  the  rest 
of  them  lingered  at  the  dinner 
table  with  an  extra  helping  of 
Tutu's  date  tarts. 

''I  think  I'll  learn  the  hula 
while  I'm  in  Hawaii,"  Margaret 
said.  'That  will  surprise  Tom 
when  he  comes  for  me." 

''Try  to  hula  with  bamboo 
sticks,"  Benjy  said.  "You  can 
beat  the  rhythm  that  way." 

"Or  a  feather  gourd,"  Bo  told 
her.  "They  rattle.  We'll  show 
you.  Aunt  Margaret." 

"You  darlings!"  She  smiled  at 
them.  "Taking  time  out  to  teach 
your  aunt.  But  everyone  on  the 
Mainland  will  expect  me  to  talk 
about  the  fun  in  Hawaii." 

Ben  leaned  back  in  his  chair, 
folding  his  arms  across  his  chest. 

"Margaret,"  he  said,  "forgive 
me  if  I  say  this  again.  Tell  the 
folks  on  the  Mainland  that  we 
don't  play  all  the  time  in  Hawaii. 
I  want  to  show  you  the  fields  of 
sugar  cane  and  the  refineries  that 
employ  thousands  of  workers. 
There  are  towns  built  by  the  big 
corporations  who  own  the  pine 
and  sugar  industries.  You  must 
see  the  coastal  villages  and  the 


fishing  canneries.  We  have  huge 
farms  of  wheat  and  grain  and 
cattle  ranches  that  equal  any- 
thing in  Texas." 

"We  have  cowboys,"  Benjy 
told  her.  "They're  like  real  cow- 
boys anywhere,  only  they  wear 
leis  of  feathers  around  their  hats. 
Bo  and  I  saw  them,  didn't  we, 
Daddy?" 

"Yes,  son,"  Ben  answered.  "We 
must  take  Aunt  Margaret  to  the 
out-of-the-way  places  where  men 
like  old  Hamana  still  make  ca- 
noes from  koa  wood." 

"And  he  carves  ornaments, 
too,"  Bo  chimed  in. 

"He  does  indeed,"  Ben  nod- 
ded. "Especially  when  he  finds  a 
piece  of  sandalwood,  which  is 
mighty  scarce  these  days." 


Ben's  eyes  smiled  into  hers. 
"What  I'm  trying  to  say  is 
this,  Margaret.  The  real  people 
of  Hawaii,  like  the  real  people 
anywhere  in  the  world,  are  busy, 
ambitious  people,  with  a  purpose 
in  life.  It  is  generally  the  visitor 
who  plays  all  the  time.  The  rest 
of  us  are  too  busy  earning  a  liv- 
ing and  helping  our  fellow  men. 
The  hula,  the  ukulele,  and 
surf-riding  are  all  a  part  of  our 
recreation,  but  they  are  not 
everything,  as  some  of  the  Main- 
landers  think  they  are." 

"Ben  is  right,"  Tutu  said,  look- 
ing at  Margaret.  "There  is  much 
work  to  do  in  Hawaii.  I've  been 
wondering  if  you  would  like  to 
go  with  me  tomorrow  to  the 
island  of  Molokai?" 

Margaret  wet  her  lips.  Then 
she  lifted  her  head,   smiling  at 


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Tutu.  "Well  —  yes.  Yes,  I  would, 
Tutu." 

"There  is  a  little  boy  there  I 
want  you  to  see,"  Tutu  went  on, 
casually.  "You  are  such  a  fine 
artist,  I  am  sure  you  will  ap- 
preciate him.  He  is  a  three-year- 
old  Haole  boy,  and  he  has  the 
most  beautifully  formed  face  I 
have  ever  seen.  The  bone  struc- 
ture is  perfect.  His  eyes  have  an 
expression  no  one  can  forget.  A 
portrait  of  him  could  be  a  master- 
piece, Margaret." 

"Oh,  I'd  love  to  see  him,"  Mar- 
garet said.  "IVe  been  searching 
for  a  subject  for  a  portrait." 

"He  is  an  orphan,"  Tutu  ex- 
plained. "Some  of  his  relatives 
have  taken  care  of  him  smce  his 
parents  were  killed,  fishing  on 
the  shark  coast." 

"His  name  is  Joa,"  Benjy  said. 
"Tutu  says  he  can  sing  already." 

Luana  pretended  to  eat  her 
tart.  She  knew  Tutu  was  trying 
to  help  Margaret,  by  interesting 
her  in  little  Joa.  Luana's  heart 
quickened.  Some  way,  somehow, 
she,  too,  must  help  Margaret. 

After  family  prayers  together, 
Luana  went  from  one  room  to 
another,  as  she  always  did,  to 
say  goodnight  to  each  of  her 
children. 

Pixie  was  seated  at  her  cre- 
tonne-skirted dressing  table 
brushing  her  short,  clipped  hair. 

"It's  growing.  Mama,  look!  I 
like  it  cut  off  this  way  —  it's  al- 
most curly." 

"It  is!"  Luana  agreed.  "You're 
so  cute  with  it  short." 

Pixie's  face  sobered.  "Mama  — 
have  you  noticed  —  my  teeth  are 


straighter?  I  don't  need  braces 
—  really.  Remember  what  Dr. 
Williamson  said  when  you  first 
took  me  to  him  —  that  once  in 
a  blue  moon  teeth  like  mine 
adjust  themselves?  Maybe  I've 
found  the  blue  moon  —  anyway 
I'm  not  afraid  to  smile  anymore." 

Luana  looked  at  her  quizzical- 
ly. Her  teeth  were  straighter  — 
almost  pretty  when  she  smiled. 

"All  the  girls  like  my  hair," 
Pixie  went  on.  "I'm  glad  now 
that  Daddy  made  me  cut  if  off, 
and  had  it  fixed  my  natural 
color." 

"I'm  glad,  too,"  Luana  mur- 
mured, kissing  her  fresh  young 
cheek.  "Sweet  dreams,  dear." 

Benjy  and  Bo,  in  their  twin 
beds,  were  whispering  together 
as  she  entered  their  room. 

"Hello!"  Benjy  said,  Hfting  his 
face  for  her  kiss.  "Bo  says  that 
now  we're  thirteen  we  should 
earn  money  after  school,  so  we 
can  help  Phil  on  his  mission.  We 
could  work  in  the  pine  cannery." 

Luana  sat  down  beside  Bo.  She 
always  tried  to  share  her  atten- 
tion equally  between  them,  but 
Benjy  was  more  openly  demon- 
strative than  Bo.  Kisses  to  Benjy 
were  as  natural  as  breathing,  but 
they  were  very  special  to  Bo. 

"Phil  would  appreciate  that," 
she  said.  "Then,  when  it's  your 
turn  for  a  mission,  he  can  help 
you.  But  your  Daddy  must  be 
the  one  to  decide  what  jobs 
would  be  best.  Remember  you 
have  your  daily  work  to  do  for 
him  here,  on  the  plantation." 

"Sure,"  Bo  agreed.  "Our  Daddy 
knows  about  everything." 

Luana     nodded.     "He     knows 


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everything  that  is  best  for  all  of  against  the  wall  and  let  the  tears 

us.  He  is  very  wise  and  very  good,  break    through.    Her   heart    was 

Now  shall  we  go  to  sleep?"  brimming  over.   Now  that  their 

Benjy's  eyes  were  closed.   He  children  were  growing  up,   they 

was  already  asleep,  but  Bo  was  were  reflecting  the  love  that  had 

still    awake.     He    touched     her  always    governed   their   home, 

cheek.    Luana    held   her   breath,  They  were  willing  to  sacrifice  for 

waiting.  her  and  Ben  and  for  each  other. 

"Mama  ..."  his  voice  was  so  Sacrifice  was  the  test  of  real  love, 

low  she  bent  her  head  to  hear  Luana  bit  her  lip.  How  much 

him.  "I  don't  want  to  worry  you  did    she    love    Tom,    her    only 

—  I  want  you  to  love  me  —  the  brother,  and  Margaret,  his  wife? 

way  .  .  .  ."  How   much   was   she   willing   to 

"I   do  love  you.   Bo!"   Luana  prove  her  love?  Was  she  as  noble 

held  him  in  her  arms.  "You  are  as  she  had  taught  her  children 

heart  of  my  heart  —  my  son."  to  be? 

He  sighed  gently  against  her  The  question  hung  in  the  air 

breast.   She  did  not  let  him  go  for   a   long,   breathless   moment, 

until  he  fell  asleep.  Then    she   lifted   her   head   and 

Walking  thoughtfully  to  Emma  walked  resolutely  to  Tutu's  bed- 

Lu's  room,  she  wondered  if  Bo  room.    The    blinds   were   drawn, 

had  ever  felt  slighted.  She  must  The  room  was  dark.  Tutu  slept 

be  careful  to  share  her  love  equal-  soundly.  Luana  went  quietly  to 

ly.  the  closet  for  her  painting  and 

carried  it  to  her  own  room. 

Emma  Lu  was  standing  by  the  Ben  was  in  his  big,  comfortable 

window   gazing   dreamily  at  the  chair  reading  the  evening  paper, 

big  white  moon.  Luana    unwrapped    the    painting 

"Come  in,    Mama,"    she   said,  and  placed  it  upright  on  a  chair 

without  turning  her  head.   "I've  before  him,  turning  the  light  so 

been  thinking.  I  don't  need  a  big  it  flooded  over  its  rich  coloring, 

fancy  wedding  reception.  I  want  ''So  that  was  the  reason!"  he 

a  quiet  affair  here  in   our  own  said.  His  eyes  were  luminous.  "I 

garden.  Phil  needs  the  money  for  wondered  when  you  would  show 

his   mission.    Please  —   Mama."  it  to  me." 

Tears  stung  Luana's  eyes.  She  "You   knew?"    she   asked    in- 

did  not  want  Emma  Lu  to  see  credulously, 
her    cry.    She    always    kept    her 

tears  inside  where  no  one  could  He  pulled  her  gently  beside  him. 

see  them,  the  way  Bo  did.  "You  were  out  there  on  the 

"We'll  think  about  it,"  she  an-  beach  of  our  lagoon  night  after 
swered.  "A  garden  reception  night.  I  knew  you  weren't  fishing 
could  be  very  pretty.  We'll  talk  or  swimming  or  getting  moon- 
about  it  in  the  morning.  Good-  struck.  Not  my  Luana.  It  had 
night,  now."  to   be   something   worthwhile.    I 

Back  in  the  hallway,  she  leaned  guessed  it  was   this.    No   doubt 

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you  will  send  it  to  the  McDougal 
Contest." 

With  a  little  sigh,  Luana 
pressed  her  head  against  his 
shoulder.  She  told  him  about 
Margaret  and  her  painting,  and 
how  she  and  Tutu  had  heard  her 
heartbreaking  talk  with  Emma 
Lu.  Then  she  told  him  how  the 
children  were  willing  to  sacrifice 
for  each  other,  and  she  felt  that 
she  should  sacrifice  for  Margaret 
because  she  truly  loved  her. 

"I  want  to  help  her,  darling. 
So  I  have  decided  not  to  send 
my  painting  to  the  contest.  Now, 
I  can  really  say  that  I  hope  she 
wins  it." 

Ben's  hands  were  firm  on  her 
shoulders  as  he  turned  her  so  that 
his  wise,  unflinching  eyes  looked 
steadily  into  hers. 

''You  have  your  values  crossed, 
my  darling,"  he  said.  "This 
sounds  like  a  very  noble  sacrifice 
on  your  part,  but  I  do  not  ap- 
prove of  it.  No  one  should  sacri- 
fice his  ability  to  create.  We  be- 
lieve in  using  and  making  the 
best  of  our  God-given  talents. 
You  should  not  sacrifice  it  for 
Margaret  or  anyone  else.  I  know 
you  love  your  brother  and  his 
wife,  and  that  you  are  deeply 
compassionate  because  they  have 
no  children.  I  am,  too.  But  there 
is  always  the  dangei  that  a  sacri- 
fice of  the  kind  you  suggest  will 
not  only  destroy  your  own  efforts 
to  be  successful,  but  it  might 
weaken  the  very  person  you  are 
trying  to  help.  You  have  done  a 
magnificent  job  —  I  say  you 
should  enter  it  in  the  contest." 

His  eyes  crinkled.  "It  might  be 


that  neither  of  you  will  win.  Who 
knows?  The  important  thing  is 
to  realize  that  neither  your  real 
happiness  nor  Margaret's  de- 
pends on  that  contest.  There  are 
better  ways  for  you  to  help  Mar- 
garet. If  you  keep  your  painting 
out  of  the  contest,  you  might  go 
through  life  thinking  you  could 
have  won.  You  might  get  a  com- 
plex about  it.  Margaret  has  won 
many  contests.  That  isn't  what 
she  really  needs.  Tutu  has  found 
the  right  way  to  make  her  help 
herself.  A  child  to  care  for  and 
sacrifice  for  is  what  she  and  Tom 
really  need.  Let's  hope  they  take 
the  little  boy." 

Luana  met  her  husband's  eyes 
in  a  long,  lingering  look  of  love 
and  understanding.  Ben  was  posi- 
tive and  strong,  but  full  of  gentle- 
ness. 

"You  are  right,"  she  said.  "I 
will  mail  my  painting  tomorrow." 

"You  should,"  he  said.  "That 
painting  is  a  miracle." 

Luana  was  smiling  as  her  hps 
touched  his  cheek. 

"A  miracle,"  she  whispered.  "I 
have  a  greater  miracle  to  tell  you 
about.  The  greatest  miracle  in 
the  world.  Another  baby  —  for 
us." 

She  felt  him  breathe  deeply, 
and  his  hand  smoothed  her  dark 
hair. 

"My  wife,"  he  said,  tenderly, 
"my  Luana.  Bless  you,  my  dar- 
ling. I  feel  humble  and  yet  so 
proud.    I  could  touch  the  stars." 

"I  know,"  she  murmured.  "We 
have  always  touched  the  stars  — 
together." 


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FROM  THE  FIELD 


General  Secretaiy-Treasurer  Hulda.  Parker 

All  material  submitted  for  publication  in  this  department  should  be  sent  through 
stake  and  mission  Relief  Society  presidents.  See  regulations  governing  the  submittal  of 
material  for  "Notes  From  the  Field"  in  the  Magazine  for  January  1958,  page  47,  and 
in  the  Relief  Society  Handboolc  of  instructions. 

RELIEF  SOCIETY  ACTIVITIES 


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Glendale  Stake    (California)    Visiting  Teochers   Representing  Many  Lands  at   Inter-Faith 

Friendship   Festival 

April  26,  1963 

Edna  A.  Beal,  President,  Glendale  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports  a  success- 
ful and  spiritually  rewarding  "Friendship  Social,"  in  which  the  visiting  teach- 
ers, many  of  them  representing  their  native  lands,  were  dressed  in  authentic 
costumes. 

"Our  Education  Counselor  Leah  Frandsen  wrote  the  script  for  the  pro- 
gram. We  had  nearly  400  nonmembers  present,  representing  thirty-five  re- 
ligious faiths.  It  is  interesting  to  know  just  how  many  different  religions  there 
are  and  how  many  women  can  be  touched  through  our  inter-faith  socials." 


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FEBRUARY  1964 


Columbus  Stake   (Ohio)   Singinc  ~  ?sent  Music  for  Quarterly  Conference 

May  ]2,   1963 

Standing  at  the  left  in  the  front  row,  Geraldine  Twitty,  chorister,  and 
next  to  Sister  Twitty,  is  Genevieve  Johnson,  President  of  the  Columbus  Second 
Ward  Relief  Society,  who  served  as  organist;  Alice  L.  Wilkinson,  member  of 
the  General  Board  of  Relief  Society,  stands  at  the  right  in  the  front  row,  and 
Farel  Rush,  President,  Columbus  Stake  Relief  Society,  stands  at  the  right 
in  the  second  row. 

Sister  Rush  reports  that  this  occasion  marked  the  first  stake  performance 
of  this  group  of  Singing  Mothers.  Five  ward  Relief  Society  presidents  and 
four  stake  board  members,  in  addition  to  Sister  Rush,  are  represented  in  the 
chorus. 


Denver  West  Stoke  (Colorado)   Inter- Faith  Social  and  Fashion  Show 

June  4,   1963 

Front  row,  seated,  left  to  right:  Laura  Cutler,  Second  Counselor,  in  charge 
of  the  social  science  presentation;  Mollie  Richardson,  First  Counselor,  in  charge 
of  the  fashion  show;  President  Russell  C.  Taylor  of  Denver  West  Stake  Presi- 
dency; Delia  H.  Teeter,  President,  Denver  West  Stake  Relief  Society. 

Sister  Teeter  reports:  "On  June  4,  1963,  Denver  West  Stake  held  an 
inter-faith  meeting  and  fashion  show,  with  the  theme  'A  Woman's  World.' 
The  social  science  presentation  of  'God  So  Loved  the  World'  was  portrayed 
with  the  stake  Singing  Mothers  furnishing  the  music.  The  chorus  was  directed 
by  Leah  Greenberg,  with  Sally  Guillian  as  accompanist,  Betty  Butterworth  as 
vocal  solist,  and  Ivagene  Thompson  as  violin  soloist.  Addresses  were  given 
by  Sister  Teeter  and  President  Taylor.  The  fashion  show,  with  seventy-two 
participants,  was  an  end  result  of  a  basic  sewing  course  conducted  by  the  stake 
Relief  Society  under  the  leadership  of  Elma  Walker.  There  were  approxi- 
mately 300  present,  including  known  representatives  from  forty-six  other 
churches.  We  enjoyed  a  delightful  social  hour  in  the  cultural  hall,  with  displays 
of  the  four  lessons  by  stake  class  leaders." 


Redondo  Stake    (California)   Sinaina  Mothers  Present  Music  for  Various  Stake  Activities^ 

April  28,  1963 

Front  row,  left  to  right:  Lynne  Despain,  organist;  LeDeane  Cobabe, 
chorister;  Ruth  Witty,  President,  Redondo  Stake  Relief  Society;  Jena  West- 
over,  First  Counselor;  Doris  Phillips,  Second  Counselor;  Irene  Buehner,  mem- 
ber, General  Board  of  Relief  Society;  Norma  Nichols,  of  the  General  Board 
of  the  Primary  Association. 

Sister  Witty  reports  that  the  Redondo  Stake  Singing  Mothers  have  pre- 
sented the  music  for  many  occasions,  including  a  fashion  show  in  cooperation 
with  the  Mutual  Improvement  Association,  the  visiting  teacher  convention, 
and  closing  social,  April  19,  1963,  and  stake  quarterly  conference  April  28,  1963. 
The  above  photograph  was  taken  immediately  following  stake  conference. 


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FEBRUARY  1964 


Orem  Stake 


Utah),  Orem  Seventh  Ward  Presents  "Relief  Society  Hall  of  Fame" 
Commemorating   the   Birthday  of  Relief  Society 

March  13,  1963 


Left  to  right:  First  Counselor  LaRee  H.  Brough  as  Emma  H.  Smith;  Bella 
Evans  as  Eliza  R.  Snow;  Minnie  E.  Hill  as  Zina  D.  H.  Young;  Marilyn  Van 
Leuvin  as  Bethsheba  Smith;  Lola  Wilberg  as  Emmeline  B.  Wells;  Mable  Wil- 
liamson as  Clarissa  S.  Williams;  Karilin  Robb  as  Louise  Y.  Robison;  Second 
Counselor  Emma  S.  Nicholes  as  Amy  Brown  Ljrman;  Ward  Relief  Society 
President  Vanza  J.  Ekins  (in  frame  at  the  right)  acted  as  narrator  and  created 
the  presentation  of  the  program  "Relief  Society  Hall  of  Fame,"  and  represents 
President  Belle  S.  Spafford. 

Bertha  J.  Kirk,  President,  Orem  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports:  "Each 
sister  was  framed  in  portrait  fashion.  Background  music  was  furnished  during 
the  narration  and  introduction  of  each  president.  Songs  which  were  composed 
by  our  early  presidents  were  sung  by  a  small  group  of  Singing  Mothers,  which 
added  to  the  spiritual  atmosphere  of  the  program.  Each  sister  wrote  her  own 
biography  of  the  president  she  portrayed,  and  expressed  the  pleasure  and 
testimony  she  gained  from  doing  so.  A  beautiful  birthday  cake  and  punch 
were  served  to  the  many  sisters  in  attendance.  Special  invitations  were  sent 
to  all  the  sisters  in  the  ward,  and  many  who  had  never  attended  Relief  Society 
came  to  the  social.  We  feel  that  everyone  received  a  faith-promoting  intro- 
duction to  the  origin  and  growth  of  Relief  Society." 


132 


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Valley  View  Stake   (Salt  Lake  City,  Utah)    Relief  Society  Presents  "Music  In  Relief  Society" 

As  a  Theme  ^c-  "friendship  Day" 

May  24,   1963 

Grouped  around  a  table  depicting  the  part  music  plays  in  Relief  Society, 
left  to  right:  Wylene  Fotheringham,  Work  Director  Counselor;  Lucy  Perry, 
Education  Counselor;  Elaine  Jack,  literature  class  leader;  Lois  Oswald,  Presi- 
dent; Eileen  Sherren,  organist;  Eula  Romney,  work  meeting  leader;  Beulah 
Rose,  social  science  class  leader;   Dorie  Walton,  Magazine  representative. 

Sister  Oswald  reports:  "All  the  sisters  of  our  stake  —  members  and  non- 
members  —  were  invited  to  attend  our  'Friendship  Day'  on  May  24th,  The 
stake  board  set  up  display  tables  depicting  each  phase  of  Relief  Society  work, 
and  each  ward  had  a  table  displaying  articles  that  had  been  made  at  their 
work  meetings  during  the  year.  A  lovely  fashion  show  was  presented.  Most 
of  the  clothing,  modeled  by  mothers,  children,  and  teenagers,  was  made  in 
basic  sewing  classes  held  in  each  ward  during  the  year.  A  very  clever  narration, 
written  by  Work  Director  Counselor  Wylene  Fotheringham,  and  read  by 
literature  class  leader  Elaine  Jack,  presented  the  theme  'Seams  Like  Old 
Times,'  which  added  greatly  to  the  presentation.  There  were  many  in  at- 
tendance who  are  not  regular  Relief  Society  members.  They  seemed  to  enjoy 
the  affair  very  much,  and  we  are  hopeful  that  this  'Friendship  Day'  will  con- 
tinue to  stimulate  and  add  interest  in  our  Relief  Society  program  for  the 
coming  year." 


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Tulsa  Stake 


Left  to  right,  stake  board  members:  Beth  Peterson,  chorister;  Jean  Green, 
theology  class  leader;  Marian  Asay,  Second  Counselor;  Virginia  Jacobson, 
President;  Mary  A.  Robison,  First  Counselor;  Mildred  Duckworth,  Secretary- 
Treasurer;  Leola  Christensen,  social  science  class  leader;  Naydeen  Sandmire, 
visiting  teacher  message  leader;  Maryalice  Stewart,  literature  class  leader; 
Beverly  Johnson,  Magazine  representative. 

Sister  Jacobson  reports:  "Over  160  women  attended  this  social,  about  one- 
third  of  whom  were  nonmembers,  from  a  wide  variety  of  churches.  Work  items 
from  the  various  wards  and  branches  were  on  display.  We  also  had  an  excellent 
display  of  the  Magazine,  as  well  as  a  display  of  the  uses  of  whole  wheat.  Guests 
were  asked  to  sign  the  guest  book  and  to  wear  name  tags. 

"A  skit  presenting  the  opportunties  to  be  found  in  Relief  Society  was  pre- 
sented, followed  by  a  presentation  of  'My  Testimony'  by  the  stake  Singing 
Mothers.  The  program  was  concluded  with  a  fashion  show  of  fashions  made 
and  modeled  by  members  of  Relief  Society  or  their  children.  During  the  serv- 
ing of  refreshments,  door  prizes  were  awarded.  The  prizes  consisted  of  home- 
baked  items,  as  well  as  home-sewed  items.  The  cultural  hall  was  beautifully 
decorated,  with  a  flower-draped  archway  through  which  the  guests  entered." 


134 


NOTES  FROM  THE  FIELD 


■.vesv   ;■;■■.;.■:   ^_:^:'    ..CuSii!    :;i:>ging  Morners  rresent  ...__._  tor  Many  Occasions 

Seated  in  the  front  row,  left  to  right:  Relia  C.  Smith,  Education  Counselor; 
Afton  A.  Ellison,  President;  Elna  B.  Johnson,  Work  Director  Counselor;  Irene 
R.  Nielsen,  Secretary-Treasurer;  standing  at  the  left,  in  front,  chorister  LaRue 
R.  Campbell;  seated  at  the  organ,  accompanist  Karma  R.  Echols. 

Sister  Ellison  reports:  "Many  opportunities  have  been  given  our  stake 
Singing  Mothers  chorus  this  year,  with  each  ward  participating  to  make  each 
occasion  inspirational.  In  April  we  were  privileged  to  sing  at  stake  quarterly 
conference,  when  President  Hugh  B.  Brown  and  Sister  Brown,  Sister  Elsa 
T.  Peterson  of  the  General  Board  of  Relief  Society,  and  Sister  Amy  Casto, 
of  the  General  Board  of  the  Primary  Association  were  the  speakers. 

"At  our  stake  Friendship  Day  over  500  were  in  attendance,  with  twelve 
other  religions  being  represented.  The  opening  part  of  our  afternoon  social 
was  the  beautiful  music  from  our  Singing  Mothers  chorus,  being  followed  by 
displays  in  the  cultural  hall  from  work  departments,  lesson  departments.  Maga- 
zine displays,  and  the  food  and  recipe  table.  Refreshments  were  served.  Many 
favorable  comments  were  given,  especially  from  nonmembers.  We  were  asked 
to  furnish  the  assembly  music  for  the  Brigham  Young  University  Education 
Week  here  this  summer,  and  again  felt  the  thrill  that  comes  from  the  group 
participation  and  the  blending  of  the  voices  of  the  sisters  in  our  stake.  We 
feel  strength  and  unity  throughout  the  stake  from  the  opportunities  that  come 
to  us  through  our  Singing  Mothers." 


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LESSON  DEPARTMENT 


THEOLOGY    •    The  Doctiine  and  Covenants 


Lesson   56  —  The  Book  of  Revelation 

Elder  Roy  W.  Doxey 

(Text:  Doctrine  and  Covenants,  Section  77) 
For  First  Meeting,  May  1964 

Objective:  To  glean  important  items  of  instruction  of  revealed  latter-day  knowledge 
from  the  revelation  given  to  John  the  apostle  on  Patmos. 


Introduction 

One  of  the  Bible  books  little 
understood  is  the  Book  of  Revela- 
tion in  the  New  Testament.  Great 
numbers  of  books  have  been  written 
attempting  to  explain  its  symbols. 
While  the  Prophet  was  revising  the 
Bible  with  the  aid  of  Sidney  Rigdon 
as  scribe,  the  Lord  revealed  the 
meaning  of  some  difficult  passages 
in  that  book.  Although^  on  one 
occasion  Joseph  Smith  said  the 
Book  of  Revelation  was  one  of  the 
plainest  books  that  God  caused  to 
be  written  [DHC  ¥1342),  he  in- 
cluded some  comments  in  Section 
77  of  the  Doctrine  and  Covenants 
on  certain  passages  in  eight  of  the 
twenty-two  chapters  of  that  book. 

General   Information 

The  Book  of  Revelation  is  also 
known  as  the  Apocalypse,  a  Greek 
word  meaning  to  reveal  the  future. 
The  author,  John  the  apostle,  de- 
scribes this  revelation  as  telling  of 
''things  which  must  shortly  come 
to  pass"  (Rev.  1:1;  see  also  Rev.  1: 
19;  4 : 1 . )  The  Revelation  is  addressed 
to  seven   churches   of   the   Roman 


province  of  Asia :  Ephesus,  Smyrna, 
Pergamum,  Thyatira,  Sardis,  Phila- 
delphia, and  Laodicea.  (Rev.  1:4, 
11.)  John  relates  that  the  visions 
of  the  book  were  received  when  he 
was  on  the  island  of  Patmos,  which 
lies  off  the  southwest  coast  of  Asia 
Minor.  At  this  time  the  apostle  had 
been  banished  during  a  period  of 
Roman  persecution  against  the 
Christians. 

Latter-day  Saint  writers  have  gen- 
erally interpreted  the  seven 
churches,  to  whom  the  Revelation  is 
specifically  addressed  because  of 
their  spiritual  condition,  as  the  re- 
maining branches  of  the  Church 
which  were  worthy  of  revelation;  for 
the  Church  at  large  had  gone  into  a 
state  of  apostasy.  Elder  James  E. 
Talmage  writes  on  this  point,  as 
follows : 

During  the  banishment  of  John  the 
Revelator  on  the  isle  of  Patmos,  when 
nearly  all  the  apostles  had  been  taken 
from  the  earth,  many  of  them  having 
suffered  martyrdom,  the  apostasy  was  so 
wide-spread  that  only  seven  "churches," 
i.e.  branches  of  the  Church,  remained  in 
such  condition  as  to  be  considered  deserv- 


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ing  of  the  special  communication  John  was 
instructed  to  give.  In  a  marvelous  vision 
he  beheld  the  seven  churches  typified  by 
seven  golden  candlesticks,  with  seven  stars 
representing  the  presiding  officers  of  the 
several  churches,  and  in  the  midst  of  the 
golden  candlesticks,  with  the  stars  in  his 
hand,  stood  "one  like  unto  the  Son  of 
Man." 

The  church  at  Ephesus  was  approved 
for  its  good  works,  specifically  for  its  re- 
jection of  the  Nicolaitan  heresies;  never- 
theless reproof  was  administered  for  dis- 
affection and  neglect,  thus:  — "thou 
hast  left  thy  first  love.  Remember  there- 
fore from  whence  thou  art  fallen,  and 
repent  and  do  the  first  works;  or  else  I  will 
come  unto  thee  quickly,  and  will  remove 
thy  candlestick  out  of  his  place,  except 
thou  repent."   [Rev.  2:4,   5.] 

To  the  church  at  Pergamos  John  was 
commanded  to  write,  denouncing  the  false 
doctrines  of  certain  sects  and  teachers, 
"which  thing  I  hate"  said  the  Lord.  The 
church  of  the  Laodiceans  was  denounced 
as  "lukewarm,"  "neither  hot  nor  cold," 
and  as  priding  itself  as  rich  and  not  in 
need,  whereas  it  was  in  reality  "wretched, 
and  miserable,  and  poor,  and  blind,  and 
naked."  [Rev.   3:17.] 

The  foregoing  scriptures  are  ample  as 
proof  that  even  before  the  ancient  apostles 
had  finished  their  earthly  ministry,  apostasy 
was  growing  apace  {The  Great  Apostasy, 
1953    edition,   pp.   44-45). 

Section  77  —  A  Key  to  Interpretation 

The  great  confusion  existing  in 
the  Christian  world  regarding  the 
Book  of  Revelation  is  due  to  the 
loss  of  the  key  to  interpret  it.  In 
an  informative  observation  on  this 
point,  the  Doctrine  and  Covenants 
Commentary  (page  478)  brings  out 
that  it  will  never  be  understood  if 
one  assumes  that  there  has  not  been 
an  apostasy  and  a  restoration  of  the 
true  Church.  This  authoritative 
source  continues: 

But  this  Revelation  [Section  77]  is  not  a 
complete  interpretation  of  the  book.  It 
is  a  key.  A  key  is  a  very  small  part  of  the 


house.  It  unlocks  the  door  through  which 
an  entrance  may  be  gained,  but  after  the 
key  has  been  turned,  the  searcher  for 
treasure  must  find  it  for  himself.  It  is 
like  entering  a  museum  in  which  the 
students  must  find  out  for  themselves 
what  they  desire  to  know.  The  sources 
of  information  are  there.    (Ibid.) 

Purpose 

The  subject  matter  which  follows 
is  designed  to  point  out  many  signif- 
icant truths  from  Section  77  which 
are  not  known  to  the  world.  It  is 
not  the  purpose  of  this  discussion 
to  attempt  an  analysis  of  the  entire 
Book  of  Revelation.  Obviously  the 
most  important  lessons  to  be  learned 
are  those  which  are  founded  upon 
the  words  of  the  prophets  of  this 
dispensation. 

Repeatedly,  the  elders  of  the 
Church  have  been  warned  against 
delving  into  what  are  known  as 
scriptural  mysteries,  meaning  those 
things  which  the  Lord  has  not 
clearly  made  known.  Upon  this 
point  the  Prophet  Joseph  Smith  has 
said: 

I  make  this  broad  declaration,  that 
whenever  God  gives  a  vision  of  an  image, 
or  beast,  or  figure  of  any  kind.  He  always 
holds  Himself  responsible  to  give  a  reve- 
lation or  interpretation  of  the  meaning 
thereof,  otherwise  we  are  not  responsible 
or  accountable  for  our  belief  in  it.  Don't 
be  afraid  of  being  damned  for  not  know- 
ing the  meaning  of  a  vision  or  figure,  if 
God  has  not  given  a  revelation  or  inter- 
pretation of  the  subject  (DHC  V:343). 

Again  from- the  Prophet: 

Oh,  ye  elders  of  Israel,  barken  to  my 
voice;  and  when  you  are  sent  into  the 
world  to  preach,  tell  those  things  you  are 
sent  to  tell;  preach  and  cry  aloud,  "Re- 
pent ye,  for  the  kingdom  of  heaven  is  at 
hand;  repent  and  believe  the  Gospel." 
Declare  the  first  principles,  and  let  mys- 
teries alone,  lest  ye  be  overthrown.   Never 


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meddle  with  the  visions  of  beasts  and  sub- 
jects you  do  not  understand   [Ibid.,  page 

344)- 

It  is  declared  ''The  Book  of  Reve- 
lation is  one  of  the  grandest  books 
in  sacred  literature,  and  the  Lord 
clearly  designs  that  the  Saints  should 
become  familiar  with  it.  Else,  why 
this  Revelation  in  the  Doctrine  and 
Covenants?"  {Doctiine  and  Cove- 
nants Commentary,  page  478). 

The  Earth 

Latter-day  Saints  believe  that  the 
creation  of  the  earth  was  purposeful 
in  that  it  was  to  be  the  home  for 
man.  In  an  earlier  revelation,  the 
Lord  made  known  that  marriage  is 
designed  to  bring  the  spirit  sons 
and  daughters  of  God  to  earth  where 
they  may  continue  their  eternal 
advancement.  By  doing  so  "the 
earth  might  answer  the  end  of  its 
creation"  (D  &  C  49:16). 

In  answer  to  the  question:  "What 
is  the  sea  of  glass?"  of  Revelation 
4:6,  the  Prophet  answered  that:  "It 
is  the  earth,  in  its  sanctified,  im- 
mortal, and  eternal  state"  {Ihid.j 
77:1).  This  will  be  the  condition 
of  the  earth  when  final  judgment  has 
been  rendered  to  its  inhabitants, 
and  it  becomes  the  abiding  place  of 
celestial  beings.  In  this  condition 
another  revelation  declares  that  it 
will  be  as  a  Urim  and  Thummim  to 
enable  its  occupants  to  know  of 
kingdoms  inferior  to  the  celestial 
state.  (D  &  C  130:9.)  Before  this 
time,  however,  the  earth  will  die  and 
undergo  a  change  equivalent  to 
the  resurrection.  [Ibid.,  88:25-26.) 
These  thoughts  suggest  a  belief  of 
the  Latter-day  Saint  that  the  earth 
is  a  living  organism.    (Moses  7:48- 

49-) 


There  are  three  conditions  of  the  earth 
spoken  of  in  the  inspired  writings,  — 
the  present,  in  which  everything  pertaining 
to  it  must  go  through  a  change  which 
we  call  death;  the  millennial  condition, 
in  which  it  will  be  sanctified  for  the  resi- 
dence of  purer  intelligences,  some  mortal 
and  some  immortal;  and  the  celestial 
condition,  spoken  of  in  the  twenty-first 
and  twenty-second  chapters  of  Revelation, 
which  will  be  one  of  immortality  and 
eternal  life  (Talmage,  James  E.:  Articles 
of  Faith,  page  517). 

Man  and  Animal 

In  the  second  verse  of  Section  77 
a  question  is  raised  relative  to  the 
four  beasts  spoken  of  in  Revelation 
4:6.  (See  Doctiine  and  Covenants 
Commentary,  page  472  for  further 
information.)  After  saying  that 
these  are  figurative  expressions  to 
describe  heaven,  and  the  happiness 
of  man,  beasts,  and  the  fowls  of  the 
air,  the  Prophet  gives  some  light  on 
the  spirit  of  man  and  animal.  A 
salient  thought  is  expressed  in  the 
observation  that  the  temporal  has 
its  spiritual  counterpart.  This  gives 
background  for  the  truth  that  "the 
spirit  of  man  (is)  in  the  likeness  of 
his  person,  as  also  the  spirit  of  the 
beast,  and  every  other  creature 
which  God  has  created."  As  stated 
in  an  earlier  lesson  (Lesson  20, 
Relief  Society  Magazine,  October 
1959),  the  truth  is  that  not  only 
spirit-man  existed  before  mortal 
birth,  but  also  the  rest  of  God's 
creation,  including  vegetation,  was 
spirit.  (Moses  3:5.)  As  the  First 
Presidency,  composed  of  Presidents 
Joseph  F.  Smith,  John  R.  Winder, 
and  Anthon  H.  Lund,  wrote: 

By  His  almighty  power  He  organized 
the  earth,  and  all  that  it  contains,  from 
spirit  and  element,  which  exist  co-eter- 
nally  with  Himself.  He  formed  every  plant 
that  grows,  and  every  animal  that  breathes, 


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each  after  its  own  kind,  spiritually  and 
temporally  —  "that  which  is  spiritual 
being  in  the  likeness  of  that  which  is 
temporal,  and  that  which  is  temporal  in 
the  hkeness  of  that  which  is  spiritual." 
(D  &  C  77:2.)  He  made  the  tadpole  and 
the  ape,  the  lion  and  the  elephant;  but 
He  did  not  make  them  in  His  own  image, 
nor  endow  them  with  Godlike  reason  and 
intelligence  (Improvement  Era,  13:81,  No- 
vember 1909). 

This  official  statement  denounces 
the  theory  that  man  has  ascended 
from  lower  forms  of  animals  as  a 
doctrine  that  Latter-day  Saints  can- 
not accept. 

We  are  informed  that  ''the  whole 
animal  creation  will  be  perfected 
and  perpetuated  in  the  Hereafter, 
each  class  in  its  'distinct  order  or 
sphere/  and  will  enjoy  'eternal 
felicity/  That  fact  has  been  made 
plain  in  this  dispensation"  (First 
Presidency,  Improvement  Era,  13:81; 
D  &  C  77:3-4).  This  statement 
clearly  affirms  that  animal  and  plant 
creation  will  be  resurrected.  (D  &  C 
29:23-25.) 

Key  to  Histary 

It  is  plain  that  in  verses  6  and  7 
of  Section  77,  concerning  the  book 
with  its  seven  seals,  which  John  saw, 
there  is  revealed  the  period  of  the 
earth's  temporal  existence  since  the 
fall  of  Adam.  (Doctrine  and  Cove- 
nants Commentary,  page  474.) 

If  one  determined  the  meaning  of 
each  of  the  figures  symbolizing 
these  seals,  as  the  various  horses, 
the  martyrs,  etc.,  mentioned  in 
chapter  6  of  the  Book  of  Revelation, 
he  would  recognize  the  general  sec- 
ular history  of  the  earth.  The  pro- 
phetic history  is  revealed  in  chapters 
12  through  14,  with  miscellaneous 
information  in  the  remaining  part  of 
the  book. 


Saturday  Night  of  Time 

Four  angels  are  spoken  of  in  Rev- 
elation 7:1  (D  &  C  77:8)  that  have 
power  to  save  and  to  destroy  life. 
President  Joseph  Fielding  Smith 
observes  that  these  four  angels  seem 
to  fit  the  description  of  those  men- 
tioned in  the  parable  of  the  wheat 
and  the  tares,  and  he  quotes  Presi- 
dent Wilford  Woodruff  that  these 
powers  are  already  being  manifest 
on  the  earth.  Furthermore,  these 
messengers  are  some  who  have  the 
power  of  committing  the  gospel  to 
the  earth.  (Smith,  Joseph  Fielding: 
Church  History  and  Modern  Revela- 
tion, Vol.  I,  300-301.) 

In  the  twelfth  verse  of  Section  77, 
the  seven  thousand  years  as  time 
periods  of  the  earth's  mortality  are 
again  mentioned.  Elder  Orson  F. 
Whitney  has  emphasized  what  many 
other  Latter-day  prophets  have  said 
concerning  the  period  in  which  we 
live  —  these  are  the  last  days  that 
are  drawing  near  to  the  second  com- 
ing of  Christ. 

The  symbolism  of  the  Sabbath,  and  the 
symbolism  of  other  days  as  well,  is  plainly 
indicated  in  the  writings  of  Joseph  Smith. 
In  one  place  he  says  —  or  the  Lord  says 
through  him:  "All  things  have  their 
likeness,  and  are  made  to  bear  record  of 
me."  We  need  not  be  surprised,  therefore, 
to  find  among  the  Prophet's  teachings  this 
—  I  quote  from  his  Key  to  the  Apoca- 
lypse [77:6,  12]. 

"What  are  we  to  understand  by  the 
book  which  John  saw,  which  was  sealed 
on  the  back  with  seven  seals? 

"We  are  to  understand  that  it  contains 
the  revealed  will,  mysteries,  and  the  works 
of  God;  the  hidden  things  of  his  economy 
concerning  this  earth  during  the  seven 
thousand  years  of  its  continuance,  or  its 
temporal  existence. 

"What  are  we  to  understand  by  the 
sounding  of  the  trumpets,  mentioned  in 
the  8th  chapter  of  Revelation? 


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"We  are  to  understand  that  as  God 
made  the  world  in  six  days,  aiid  on  the 
seventh  day  he  finished  his  work,  and 
sanctified  it,  and  also  formed  man  out  of 
the  dust  of  the  earth,  even  so,  in  the 
beginning  of  the  seventh  thousand  years 
will  the  Lord  God  sanctify  the  earth, 
and  complete  the  salvation  of  man,  and 
judge  all  things,  and  shall  redeem  all 
things,  except  that  which  he  hath  not 
put  into  his  power,  when  he  shall  have 
sealed  all  things,  unto  the  end  of  all  things; 
and  the  sounding  of  the  trumpets  of  the 
seven  angels  are  the  preparing  and  finishing 
of  his  work,  in  the  beginning  of  the 
seventh  thousand  years  —  the  preparing  of 
the  way  before  the  time  of  his  coming." 

The  "days"  here  referred  to  were  not 
ordinary  days  of  twenty-four  hours  each, 
based  upon  earth's  diurnal  revolutions.  He 
who  "made  the  world"  before  placing  man 
upon  it,  had  not  then  appointed  unto 
Adam  His  reckoning.  [Abraham  5:13]. 
They  were  not  man's  days,  but  God's 
days,  each  having  a  duration  of  a  thousand 
years. 

"The  book  which  John  saw"  represented 
the  real  history  of  the  world  —  what  the 
eye  of  God  has  seen,  what  the  recording 
angel  has  written;  and  the  seven  thousand 
years,  corresponding  to  the  seven  seals  of 
the  Apocalyptic  volume,  are  as  seven  great 
days  during  which  Mother  Earth  will  ful- 
fill her  mortal  mission,  laboring  six  days 
and  resting  upon  the  seventh,  her  period 
of  sanctification.  These  seven  days  do  not 
include  the  period  of  our  planet's  creation 
and  preparation  as  a  dwelling  place  for 
man.  TTiey  are  limited  to  Earth's  "tem- 
poral existence,"  that  is,  to  Time,  con- 
sidered as  distinct  from  Eternity. 

The  Prophet's  translation  of  the  Book 
of  Abraham  explains  that  those  greater 
days  are  "after  the  time"  or  according 
to  the  reckoning  of  Kolob,  a  mighty  gov- 
erning planet  nearest  the  Celestial  Throne, 
a  planet  revolving  once  in  a  thousand 
years.  [Abraham  3:4.]  This  period,  then, 
is  a  day  upon  Kolob.  .  .  . 

According  to  received  chronology  — 
admittedly  imperfect,  yet  approximately 
correct  —  four  thousand  years,  or  four 
of  the  seven  great  days  given  to  this  planet 
as  the  period  of  its  "temporal  existence," 
had  passed  before  Christ  was  crucified; 
while  nearly  two  thousand  years  have  gone 


by  since.  Consequently,  Earth's  long  week 
is  now  drawing  to  a  close,  and  we  stand 
at  the  present  moment  in  the  Saturday 
Evening  of  Time,  at  or  near  the  end  of 
the  sixth  day  of  human  history.  Is  it  not  a 
time  for  thought,  a  season  for  solemn 
meditation?  Morning  will  break  upon  the 
Millennium,  the  thousand  years  of  peace, 
the  Sabbath  of  the  World!  (Saturday 
Night  Thoughts,  pp.  10-12.) 

Special  Missionaries 

In  verse  ii  of  Section  77,  we  are 
told  that  there  will  be  144,000  high 
priests  selected  from  the  various 
tribes  of  Israel  to  administer  the 
everlasting  gospel  for  those  who  will 
come  into  the  Church  of  the  First- 
born. The  Prophet  Joseph  Smith,  in 
speaking  of  the  salvation  of  the 
dead,  said: 

I  am  going  on  in  my  progress  for  eternal 
life.  It  is  not  only  necessary  that  you 
should  be  baptized  for  your  dead,  but  you 
will  have  to  go  through  all  the  ordinances 
for  them,  the  same  as  you  have  gone 
through  to  save  yourselves.  There  will  be 
144,000  saviors  on  Mount  Zion,  and  with 
them  an  innumerable  host  that  no  man 
can  number.  Oh!  I  beseech  you  to  go 
forward,  go  forward  and  make  your  calling 
and  your  election   sure    {DHC  VI:  365). 

Cleansing  of  the  Earth 

That  the  Lord  has  on  many  occa- 
sions inspired  his  prophets  to  speak 
of  our  times  and  the  future  in  con- 
nection with  the  cleansing  of  the 
earth  is  very  well  known.  (D  &  C 
5:16-20;  43:18-29;  63:32-37.)  The 
ninth  chapter  of  the  Book  of  Revel- 
ation (D  &  C  77:13)  reveals  some 
instruments  of  destruction  that  will 
cleanse  the  earth.  Of  these  events 
President  Joseph  Fielding  Smith  has 
written : 

These  terrible  events  pictured  in  the 
ninth  chapter  of  Revelation  are  now  being 
fulfilled.  Part  of  this  we  have  witnessed, 
the  rest  will  shortly  come  to  pass.    This 


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is,  and  will  be,  in  the  nature  of  the 
cleansing  process  to  prepare  the  earth  and 
its  inhabitants,  those  who  will  be  fortunate 
enough  to  remain,  for  the  coming  of  our 
Savior  when  he  shall  commence  his  reign 
for  a  thousand  years  upon  the  earth.  The 
reading  of  this  chapter  with  the  knowledge 
that  the  time  of  its  fulfillment  is  at  hand, 
should  cause  all  men  some  thoughtful 
sober  thinking  (Church  History  and  Mod- 
em Revelation,  Vol  I,  page  303). 


John's  Mission 

In  Section  77,  verse  14,  we  are 
told  that  the  little  book  which  was 
eaten  by  John,  found  in  Revelation 
10:8-11,  is  interpreted  to  be  a  mis- 
sion for  him  to  gather  the  tribes  of 
Israel.  This  was  the  beginning  of 
the  new  dispensation  of  the  gospel 
after  the  period  of  apostasy.  (Doc- 
trine and  Covenants  Commentary, 
pp.  476-477.)  John  the  Revelator  is 
presently  engaged  in  this  mission. 
In  the  conference  of  the  Church  of 
June  1831,  it  is  related  that: 

.  .  .  The  Spirit  of  the  Lord  fell  upon 
Joseph  in  an  unusual  manner,  and  he 
prophesied  that  John  the  Revelator  was 
then  among  the  Ten  Tribes  of  Israel  who 
had  been  led  away  by  Shalmaneser,  king  of 
Assyria,  to  prepare  them  for  their  return 
from  their  long  dispersion,  to  again  possess 


the   land   of   their  fathers    {DHC  1:176, 
footnote). 

Two  Witnesses 

The  final  verse  in  Section  77  re- 
fers to  Revelation,  chapter  11,  where 
the  two  prophets  raised  up  to  the 
Jewish  nation  in  the  last  days  will 
have  power  to  prevent  the  destruc- 
tion of  the  Jewish  people  by  nations 
which  have  come  up  to  battle 
against  Jerusalem.  In  the  process, 
however,  these  prophets  will  have 
been  overcome  themselves  and  then 
by  the  power  of  God  restored  to  hfe. 
This  episode  yet  to  be  enacted  in 
the  land  of  Jerusalem  will  be  men- 
tioned again  in  a  subsequent  lesson. 

Questions  for  Discussion 

1.  Give  an  example  of  the  fact  that  the 
Book  of  Revelation  tells  of  the  period 
before  John's  time,  as  well  as  the 
future. 

2.  Why  did  John  address  his  revelation 
to  the  seven  branches  of  the  Church 
in  Asia? 

3.  What  are  the  limitations  of  Section 
77  in  understanding  the  Book  of  reve- 
lation? 

4.  What  is  meant  by  the  "Saturday  night 
of  time,"  and  what  references  to  this 
meaning  are  found  in  the  lesson? 


Frozen  Splendor 

Gladys  Hesser  Burnham 

Snowflakes  hang  in  frozen  splendor 

Solid,  dew-wet,  jewels  of  fog. 

Every  bush  and  tree  is  coated 

Weed  and  wire,  tub  and  log; 

All  transformed  in  lacy  raiment 

Frosty  touch  of  icy  grace. 

Hushed  and  breathless,  opaque  curtain 

Hides  the  sun,  her  warm  embrace. 


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VISITING  TEACHER  MESSAGE 
Truths  to  Live  By  From  the  Doctrine  and  Covenants 


Message  56  —  "And  Ye  Shall  Bear  Record  of  Me,  Even  Jesus  Christ,  That 
I  Am  the  Son  of  the  Living  God"  (D  &  C  68:6). 

Chiistine  H.  Robinson 

For  First  Meeting,  May  1964 

Objective:  To  emphasize  the  fact  that  a  testimony  of  Jesus  Christ,  as  the  Son  of  the 
living  God,  is  the  most  important  need  in  the  world  today. 

On  one  occasion  when  Jesus  was  are  not  only  the  most  effective  but 
visiting  a  city  known  as  Caesarea  the  only  genuine  guide  we  have  in 
Philippi,  in  the  north,  he  asked  his  this  modern,  complicated  life, 
disciples  who  men  said  that  he  was.  When  the  impressive  buildings 
His  disciples  answered  that  some  which  now  constitute  Radio  Center 
believed  he  was  John  the  Baptist,  were  built  in  the  heart  of  Man- 
some  Elias,  and  others  Jeremias  or  hattan,  New  York,  a  wise  architect 
one  of  the  other  ancient  prophets,  inscribed  on  the  walls  of  the  main 
Then  Jesus  inquired  of  his  disciples  building  the  following,  "Man's  ulti- 
who  they  thought  he  was.  Simon  mate  destiny  depends  not  on  wheth- 
Peter  answered  and  said,  "Thou  art  er  he  can  learn  new  lessons  or  make 
the  Christ,  the  Son  of  the  living  new  discoveries,  or  new  conquests, 
God"  (Matt.  16:16).  but  upon  his  acceptance  of  the  les- 
During  his  ministry  upon  this  sons  taught  him  close  upon  2,000 
earth,  the  Savior  knew  that  if  his  years  ago." 

teachings  were  to  endure  and  to  be  Today  we  are  experiencing  earth- 
effective  in  the  lives  of  his  disciples  shaking  developments  and  ac- 
they  must  know,  beyond  the  shadow  complishments  in  the  sciences.  We 
of  a  doubt,  that  he  was  the  Christ,  have  created  remarkable  electronic 
the  long-promised  Messiah,  the  devices  which  serve  and  entertain 
Son  of  the  living  God.  If  this  us.  We  are  making  marvelous 
testimony  was  important  when  the  progress  in  exploring  the  secrets  of 
Lord  was  living  and  teaching  upon  space  and  are  even  talking  about 
the  earth,  it  is  just  as  important  in  visiting  the  moon.  Yet,  none  of 
our  lives  today.  Not  being  blessed  these  accomplishments  or  conquests 
with  the  personal  presence  of  our  will  help  us  solve  our  basic  human 
Lord  to  counsel  and  guide  us,  we  problems,  nor  will  they  help  us  in 
must  live  by  faith,  knowing  that  any  way  to  gain  eternal  salvation, 
his  spirit  can  be  with  us,  if  we  seek  unless  we  can  bear  record  to  the 
it,  and  knowing  that  his  teachings  conviction  that  Jesus  is  the  Christ, 

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LESSON  DEPARTMENT 


that  he  Hved,  died,  and  was  resur-  God,   or  whether  I  speak  of   my- 

rected  for  our  salvation  and  exalta-  self  (John  7:17). 
tion.    Only  through  this  testimony         We  can  also  strengthen  our  testi- 

and  through  a  willingness  to  follow  monies   both    by   listening    to    the 

his  teachings  can  we  secure  peace  testimonies  of  others  and  by  bearing 

of  mind,  true  happiness,  peace  upon  record  ourselves.     We  should  bear 

this  earth,  and  joy  in  the  world  to  this  record  whenever  it  is  appropri- 

come.  ate,  to  our  families,  to  our  friends. 

Since  the  restoration  of  the  gos-  and  in  testimony  meetings.  More- 
pel  in  these  latter  days  our  Church  over,  when  we  partake  of  the  sacra- 
leaders  have  borne  countless  personal  ment  worthily,  and  with  singleness 
testimonies  to  Christ's  reality  as  the  of  heart,  we  bear  solemn  record  to 
Son  of  God  and  have  counseled  us  the  Lord,  to  ourselves,  and  to  those 
to  strengthen  and  bear  record  of  assembled  that  we  'are  willing  to 
our  own  testimonies.  As  one  take  upon  [us]  the  name  of  thy  Son, 
example  of  these  powerful  testi-  and  always  remember  him,  and  keep 
monies  from  our  Church  leaders,  his  commandments.  .  .  ."  When 
President  McKay  bears  this  record,  we  partake  of  the  sacrament  we 
''With  my  whole  soul  I  accept  Jesus  should  concentrate  on  thoughts  of 
Christ  as  the  Savior  and  Redeemer  the  Savior  and  on  the  blessings  our 
of  mankind.  Accepting  him  as  my  testimony  of  him  brings  us. 
Redeemer,  Savior, '  Lord,  it  is  but  Through  strengthening  our  testi- 
logical  that  I  accept  his  gospel  as  j^o^y  and  bearing  record  of  it  we 
the  plan  of  salvation,  as  the  one  ^an  say  with  the  ancient  prophet 
perfect  way  to  happiness  and  j^b,  ''I  know  that  my  redeemer 
peace"  (The  Instructor,  99:161,  li^eth"  (Job  19:25).  As  expressed 
June  1957) .  in  the  beautiful  hymn,  what  joy  and 

As     members     of     his     restored  comfort  this  conviction  brings.  Pres- 

Church  we  have  a  solemn  obligation  i^ent  Grant  once  said,  'There  is  no 

to  build  our  individual  testimonies  joy  in  the  world  that  equals  the  joy 

and  to  bear  record  to  ourselves  and  ^f  knowing  in  your  heart  that  God 

to  others  that  Jesus  lives,  that  he  is  ji^es,    that    Jesus    is    the    Christ" 

the  son  of  the  living  God.     How  (Moments  With  the  Prophets,  page 

can  we  build  this  testimony?  ^qj\ 

The    best    way    to    build    and         ^^  ^^^  ^^1^  -^  ^^^  Doctrine  and 

strengthen  our  testimonies  is  to  read  Covenants   if  our   testimonies  and 
ot  nim  in  the  scriptures,  learn  his  t        i  j     r  c     • 

J        .       -I-        .1  ATS 7  our  lives  bear  record  or  our  Savior 

commandments,     live     them.     We  t  ^i    •  ^  ^  ■ 

have  been  told  repeatedly  that  if  we  J^^^^  ^^'''^  ^^  ^^^^  ^^''  P^^"^^^^ 

do  the  things  which  the  Lord  tells  ^^  ^he  Lord,  ''do  not  fear,  for  I  the 

us,  we  will  know  for  a  certainty  that  Lord  am  with  you,  and  will  stand 

he  is  our  Savior.    Jesus  said,  "If  any  by  you"  (D  &  C  68:6). 
man  will  do  his  will,  he  shall  know         Surely    no    greater    blessing    can 

of  the  doctrine,  whether  it  be  of  come  to  anyone. 


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WORK  MEETING 


The  Latter-day  Saint  Home 


(A  Course  Expected  to  Be  Used  by  Wards  and  Branches  at  Work  Meeting) 

Discussion  16  —  Planning  Family  Recreation 

Dr.  Virginia  F.  Cutler 

For  Second  Meeting,  May  1964 

Objective:  To  plan  family  activities  constructively  that  will  bring  refreshment  of  strength 
and  spirits  after  toil. 


If  it  is  true  that  ''all  work  and  no 
play  makes  Jack  a  dull  boy,"  and 
that  ''all  play  and  no  work  makes 
Jack  a  mere  toy/'  then  Jack  and  his 
family  might  well  find  a  course  to 
follow  that  will  avoid  these  ex- 
tremes. There  are  Jacks  and  Janes 
who  never  see  the  sunset,  or  hear 
the  rolling  in  of  the  tide;  nor  enjoy 
the  beauty  of  a  flower,  bird,  or  tree, 
nor  have  time  for  anything  creative 
on  their  own.  Of  course,  Jack  and 
Jane  must  strive  for  academic  excel- 
lence, if  they  are  to  survive  in  the 
twentieth  century  world.  They  must 
not  be  impoverished  in  experience 
if  they  are  to  understand  the  moral, 
social,  aesthetic,  and  spiritual  values 
that  give  real  meaning  and  purpose 
to  life  and  enrich  the  common  cul- 
ture. 

What  educates  most  is  the  im- 
mediate experience  of  a  child  with- 
in each  situation.  Thus  the  familv 
educates  and  is  the  chief  agency 
through  which  Jack  and  Jane  may 
develop  some  balance  in  living.  Ex- 
periences provided  through  creative 
activity  in  the  home  and  through 
excursions,  nature  walks,  and  flying 


kites,  or  other  family  interests  help 
keep  the  balance. 

One  little  Jack,  aged  five,  and  his 
family  had  an  excursion  to  a  cave 
where  he  learned  about  stalactites 
and  stalagmites.  He  learned  to  say 
these  tongue-twisters  and  bought  a 
piece  of  polished  stalactite  which 
started  his  rock  collection.  He 
wanted  to  know  what  the  rock  was 
made  of  and  what  conditions  in  the 
cave  produced  it.  Friends  and  rela- 
tives, noting  his  great  interest  in 
rocks,  brought  him  specimens,  and 
after  a  year  there  were  so  many 
rocks  that  it  looked  as  if  they  would 
take  over,  and  the  family  would 
have  to  move  out.  After  this  ex- 
perience, it  is  unlikely  that  Jack, 
now  grown,  would  build  a  bomb 
shelter,  but  he  is  on  the  team  to  in- 
vestigate one's  tolerance  for  carbon 
dioxide  while  in  a  submarine  and  is 
applying  the  findings  to  determine 
one'  tolerance  for  carbon  dioxide 
while  in  a  space  capsule.  It  is  very 
likely  that  the  family  excursion  to 
the  cave  and  the  follow-up  activities 
had  something  to  do  with  Jack's 
present  interests. 


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Another  little  Jack  took  to  carving 
animals  out  of  soap  after  a  family 
excursion  to  a  children's  museum. 
Within  a  year  there  were  soap  ani- 
mals marching  across  the  mantel 
and  on  every  bookshelf,  and  enough 
soap  shavings  to  do  the  family 
wash.  The  soap  menagerie  in- 
creased as  nature  walks  introduced 
new  subjects  and  the  interest  pro- 
gressed to  the  media  of  wood  and 
clay.  At  age  thirty,  the  Christmas 
present  to  the  five  children  and  his 
wife  was  a  bust  of  each  which  had 
been  molded  in  clay,  then  cast. 
This  was  a  creative  experience  in 
which  all  six  participated. 

A  victim  of  polio  was  a  paraplegic 
at  age  one.  At  forty-one  he  could 
look  at  his  family  with  pride,  and  at 
his  comfortable  home  and  moun- 
tain cabin,  and  car  that  he  could 
drive,  and  feel  a  great  sense  of  ac- 
complishment in  not  owing  anyone 
and  being  able  to  support  himself 
and  family.  This  remarkable 
achievement  can  be  traced  back  to 
excursions  with  his  father  to  the 
smelter  to  see  the  big  time  clock 
which  his  father  repaired.  He  de- 
veloped a  keen  interest  in  clocks 
and  watches  and  learned  all  the  in- 
tricacies of  the  trade,  enough  to  earn 
his  livelihood. 

Where  do  ideas  begin  that  help 
to  make  a  life?  Seeds  are  planted 
early,  and  what  may  seem  to  be 
casual,  unimportant  events  may 
have  ingredients  for  greatness,  if 
pursued.  Excursions,  nature  walks, 
visits  to  museums,  and  backyard 
picnics  provide  experiences  for  en- 


richment throughout  life  and  should 
be  part  of  the  weekly  schedule.  The 
vacation  in  the  mountains  or  at  the 
seashore  takes  long-time  planning 
and  budgeting,  but  the  happy  mem- 
ories of  such  events  bring  dividends, 
year  after  year. 

Recreation,  by  definition,  is  ''re- 
freshment of  strength  and  spirits 
after  toil;  diversion;  play;  to  recre- 
ate." No  better  example  of  ''re- 
freshment of  strength  and  spirits 
after  toil"  could  be  seen  than  fam- 
ilies of  Thailand  flying  kites  in  the 
high  wind.  In  most  instances  each 
family  member  helps  to  make  his 
own  kite.  There  are  boy  kites  and 
girl  kites,  and  large  and  small  ones, 
each  with  its  own  distinctive  pat- 
tern. All  ages  participate  in  the  sheer 
joy  of  the  majestic  sky  dance  of  the 
kites.  They  laugh  and  shout  and  sing 
as  the  wind  blows  through  their  hair 
and  wraps  their  sarongs  and  paki- 
mas  more  tightly  about  them.  After 
a  day  with  the  kites  they  can  say 
Mai  Pen  =Rai  (never  mind)  more 
easily  as  they  meet  problems  and 
troubles  along  life's  way. 

What  is  more  precious  than  the 
memories  of  happy  hours  when 
mother  and  father,  sons  and  daugh- 
ters, meet  together  to  laugh  and 
play  and  bring  refreshment  of 
strength  and  spirit,  and  a  bond  of 
family  togetherness  greater  than 
before? 

What  "recreative"  activities  do 
you  share  with  your  family  week  by 
week?  And  what  are  your  plans  for 
some  soul-lifting  days  away  from 
home  in  the  year  ahead? 


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LITERATURE 


America's  Literature 


The  Last  Hundred  Years 


Lesson  48  —  Carl  Sandburg,  American  Folk  Singer  (1878-  ) 

Elder  Briant  S.  Jacobs 

(Textbook:  America's  Literature  by  James  D.  Hart  and  Clarence  Gohdes 
Dryden  Press,  New  York,  pp.  850-854) 

For  Third  Meeting,  May  1964 

Objective:  To  understand  and  enjoy  Carl  Sandburg's  substantial  contribution  to  the 
American  tradition. 


It  is  altogether  fitting  that,  of  the 
multifarious  voices  out  of  the  living 
past  which  have  brought  us  to  our- 
selves, it  is  Carl  Sandburg's  which 
is  to  be  sounded  last.  Not  one  of 
America's  greatest  poets,  he  is  never- 
theless one  of  her  great  lovers,  here 
standing  foremost  in  the  1960's  with 
two  of  her  great  immortals  who  have 
most  influenced  his  beliefs  and  his 
method,  namely,  Lincoln  and  Whit- 
man. Having  worked  as  a  common 
laborer,  he  is  well  aware  of  the  com- 
monplace, while  at  the  same  time 
proud  to  be  self-appointed  singer  to 
these,  his  own  people.  Timeless  in 
their  rugged  integrity  and  blunder- 
ing strength,  to  him  they  are  the 
world's  best  hope.  As  he  wrote  in 
1936,  a  period  in  the  United  States' 
history  when  a  collective  soul-search- 
ing and  a  profound  self-appraisal 
were  most  needed: 

The  people  will  live  on. 
The  learning  and  blundering  people  will 
live  on.  .  .  . 

Between  the  finite  limitations  of  the  five 
senses 


and  the  endless  yearnings  of  man  for  the 

beyond 
the  people  hold  to  the  humdrum  bidding 

of  work  and  food 
while  reaching  out  when  it  comes   their 

way 
for  lights  beyond  the  prison   of  the  five 

senses, 
for  keepsakes  lasting  beyond  any  hunger 

or  death. 

This  reaching  is  alive.  .  .  . 
The  people  know  the  salt  of  the  sea 

and  the  strength  of  the  winds 

lashing  the  corners  of  the  earth. 
The  people  take  the  earth 

as  a  tomb  of  rest  and  a  cradle  of  hone. 
Who  else  speaks  for  the  Family  of  Man? 
They  are  in  tune  and  step 

with   constellations  of  universal  law. 

In   the   darkness  with   a   great   bundle  of 

grief   the   people  march. 
In   the   night,   and   overhead  a   shovel   of 

stars  for  keeps,  the  people  march: 

"Where  to?  what  next?" 
(From  The  People,  Yes,  by  Carl  Sand- 
burg, copyright  1936  by  Harcourt,  Brace 
&  World,  Inc.  Reprinted  by  permission 
of  the  pubhshers.  See  text,  pp.  853-854.) 

Sandburg's  Life 

Charles  Sandburg  was  born  on  a 
comhusk  mattress  in  1878  in  Gales- 
burg,  Illinois,  the  son  of  Swedish  im- 


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migrant  parents.  His  father,  who  after  the  Spanish-American  War 
could  read  with  difficulty  and  who  was  declared  he  enlisted  for  eight 
signed  his  mortgage  with  ''X,  his  months,  returning  home  to  Gales- 
mark,"  worked  for  twenty-four  years  burg,  "The  Athens  of  the  Corn 
as  blacksmith's  helper  in  the  Chi-  Belt,"  to  work  nights  as  a  fireman 
cago,  Burlington  and  Quincy  shops,  while  attending  Lombard  College 
receiving  six  dollars  a  week  for  six  for  the  next  four  years.  He  left  with- 
ten-hour  days  except  on  Fourth  of  out  a  degree  (though  he  has  since 
July,  Thanksgiving,  and  Christmas,  received  thirty-two  honorary  doc- 
no  work,  no  pay.  His  father  was  a  torates  and  two  Pulitzer  prizes), 
member  of  the  Swedish  Lutheran  For  eight  more  years  after  college 
Church  and  the  Republican  Party,  he  traveled  about  the  Midwest,  first 
but  his  real  faith  was  in  his  hands;  selling  stereopticon  projections,  lat- 
with  them  he  could  make  and  do  er  as  organizer  for  the  Wisconsin 
wonders.  "In  a  way  he  was  superior  Socialist  Democratic  Party,  but 
to  books,"  Carl  remembers.  His  always  scribbling  bits  of  poetry,  and 
mother,  a  gentle,  peaceful  soul,  always  being  one  with  the  working 
taught  her  son  that  "There  are  so  classes,  playing  his  guitar  with  them, 
many  interesting  things  in  life  —  and  writing  down  for  the  first  time 
wonders  made  by  God  for  us  to  the  folk  songs  they  taught  him. 
think  about."  Carl  heard  her  mes-  In  1908,  when  he  was  thirty,  he 
sage,  caught  her  spirit,  claiming  that  married  Lillian  (Paula)  Steichen, 
from  his  sixth  year  when  his  chubby  Phi  Beta  Kappa  graduate  of  the 
hands  first  learned  to  form  the  let-  University  of  Chicago,  sister  of  Ed- 
ters  of  the  alphabet,  he  determined  ward  Steichen,  today  one  of  the 
to  excel  in  words.  world's  greatest  photographers. 
But  what  and  how  were  the  un-  These  two  were  major  influences 
answered  questions.  At  thirteen  he  upon  his  life.  A  third  influence 
left  the  eighth  grade  to  wander  came  through  his  association  with 
about  the  raw  Midwest  vainly  try-  Philip  Green  Wright,  Lombard's 
ing  to  find  himself,  as  hobo,  field  professor  of  English,  mathematics, 
hand,  railroad  laborer,  painter,  dish-  astronomy,  and  •  economics  who 
washer,  fireman,  milkman  —  jobs  sought  to  "stir  us  into  action  in 
which  bored  him'  and  made  him  order  to  see  what  would  happen." 
even  more  restless.  Yet  from  these  Dominated  by  a  strong  social  con- 
seven  years  before  he  entered  Lom-  sciousness,  Wright  formed  a  student 
bard  College  he  gained  his  lifelong  club  for  the  discussion  of  current 
sympathy  with  the  working  classes,  writings  including  those  of  Sand- 
revealed  in  such  poems  as  "I  Am  burg,  in  whose  talent  he  had  great 
the  People,  the  Mob,"  "Fish  Crier,"  faith.  In  1904  and  1905  Wright 
"Psalm  of  Those  Who  Go  Forth  published  Sandburg's  first  three  slim 
Before  Daylight,"  and   "Prayers  of  books. 

Steel."  Such  experiences  also  made  From  1910  to  1912  Sandburg  was 

him  a  militant  supporter  of  William  private   secretary    to    Emil    Seidel, 

Jennings  Bryan,  the  common  peo-  Socialist  mayor  of  Milwaukee,  after 

pie's  silver-tongued  orator.  The  day  which  he  moved  to  Chicago  where 

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FEBRUARY  1964 


he  worked  as  a  journalist  for  various 
Chicago  papers.    The  appearance  of 
his  poem  "Chicago"  in  1914,  cre- 
ated a  sensation  which  launched  his 
career  as  a  poet.    In  1933  he  left  his 
well-established  position  as  editorial 
writer  for  the  Chicago  Daily  News 
for  a  secluded  new  home  in  Har- 
bert,  on   the  sand   dunes   of  Lake 
Michigan.     Here  his  shrewd,  prac- 
tical, and  understanding  wife  devot- 
ed her  time  to  rearing  their  family 
of  girls   and   a   prize-winning   goat 
herd    which,    in    time    of   extreme 
need,  would  provide  them  milk  and 
meat.      Her  greatest  task,  however, 
was  to  protect  CarFs  time  from  in- 
terruption while  he  continued  his 
thirteen-year  task   of  writing  a  bi- 
ography of  Lincoln.  His  typewriter, 
placed  on  an   orange  crate  in  his 
attic  work  room,  often  banged  away 
through  most  of  the  night.     Abra- 
ham Lincoln:   the  War  Years,  ap- 
peared in  four  volumes  in  1939,  and 
in  1940  it  was  awarded  the  Pulitzer 
Prize. 

Having  built  their  Harbert  home 
on  their  solid  conviction  that  a 
farmer  never  starves,  the  Sandburgs 
were  aware  even  before  the  war's 
outbreak  that  they  needed  more 
room  and  a  milder  climate  for  their 
goats.  In  1943,  while  on  a  trip  to 
Florida,  Paula  and  the  girls  found 
"Connemara,"  a  white-columned 
home  built  by  the  Treasurer  of  the 
Confederacy,  which  commanded  a 
magnificent  view  of  the  Smoky 
Mountains  of  North  Carolina.  Here 
they  still  live  the  peaceful,  inde- 
pendent life,  surrounded  by  245 
acres  of  grazing  and  woodland. 

Sandburg,  the  People's  Poet 

Carl    Sandburg    considers    Walt 


Whitman's  Leaves  oi  Grass  to  be 
one  of  the  greatest  contributions 
from  the  United  States  to  the  world 
community. 

While  each  poet  has  achieved  a 
style  and  idiom  uniquely  his  own, 
the  resemblance  between  Whitman 
and  Sandburg  is  little  less  than  over- 
whelming, a  debt  which  Sandburg 
would  be  proud  to  acknowledge,  so 
great  is  his  admiration  for  his  prede- 
cessor.   In  its  most  casual  tone  and 
looseness  of  form  his  "free  verse" 
(not  poetry,   maintains   Sandburg) 
resembles  Whitman's  cadenced,  un- 
rhymed  lines.     In  treating  subjects 
other    poets    shun;    in    constantly 
praising  the  supreme  virtues  to  be 
found  in  common,  everyday  things 
and  people;  in  emphasizing  simplic- 
ity of  diction  and  tone  —  in  all  these 
Sandburg    is    Whitman's    disciple. 
But  he  does  not  merely  copy  him; 
instead  he  affirms  the  truth  of  Whit- 
man's beliefs  pertaining  to  what  a 
poet  in,  of,  and  for  America  should 
do  and  be  and  say. 

Though  he  has  written  millions 
of  words  since  1914,  Sandburg  has 
never  surpassed  the  casual  vitality 
and  raw  strength  of  the  poem 
characterizing  his  home  town, 
"Chicago."  (See  text,  page  851.) 

His  'Tog"  has  the  inevitable  sim- 
plicity of  great  art,  and  reminds  us 
that  Sandburg  wrote  Early  Moon 
(1930),  a  book  of  poems,  and 
Rootabaga  Stones  (1922)  for  chil- 
dren: 


The  fog  comes 
On  little  cat  feet. 

It  sits  looking 
over  habour  and  city 
on  silent  haunches 
and  then  moves  on. 


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(From  Chicago  Poems  by  Carl  Sandburg. 
Copyright  1916  by  Holt,  Rinehart  and 
Winston,  Inc.  Copyright  renewed  1944 
by  Carl  Sandburg.  Reprinted  by  permis- 
sion of  Holt,  Rinehart  and  Winston,  Inc.) 

Sandburg's  hatred  for  war  is 
memorably  understated  with  sub- 
dued irony  in  his  ''Grass."  (Places 
named  were  scenes  of  battles  in  the 
Napoleonic,  Civil,  and  First  World 
Wars.)  How  soon  the  past  loses 
all  identity  as  life  goes  on  and  new 
generations  live  indifferent  and  se- 
cure in  their  present  patterns! 

Pile    the   bodies    high    at   Austerlitz   and 

Waterloo 
Shovel  them  under  and  let  me  work  — 

I  am  the  grass;  I  cover  all. 
And  pile  them  high  at  Gettysburg 
And  pile  them  high  at  Ypres  and  Verdun. 
Shovel  them  under  and  let  me  work. 
Two  years,  ten  years,  and  passengers  ask 

the  conductor: 

What  place  is  this? 

Where  are  we  now? 

I  am  the  grass. 

Let  me  work. 

(From  Cornhuskers,  by  Carl  Sandburg. 
Copyright  1918  by  Holt,  Rinehart  and 
Winston,  Inc.  Copyright  renewed  1946 
by  Carl  Sandburg.  Reprinted  by  permis- 
sion of  Holt,  Rinehart  and  Winston,  Inc.) 

From  first-hand  knowledge  he 
writes  of  farm  life,  labor  gangs,  fac- 
tories, city  streets  —  over  675  pages 
in  his  Complete  Poems  (1950). 
And  when  he  was  interviewed  in 
December  1961,  at  age  eighty-three, 
he  was  currently  working  on  three 
hundred  poems,  preparing  them  for 
eventual  publication.  Space  forbids 
including  "The  Sins  of  Kalamazoo," 
a  mystical  haunting  appraisal  of  the 
mass  mediocrity  and  lack  of  vision 
which  are  a  constant  threat  to  de- 
mocracy, but  its  folk-wisdom,  wry 
and  unpredictable,  justifies  "May- 
be": 


Maybe  he  believes  me,  maybe  not. 
Maybe  I  can  marry  him,  maybe  not. 
Maybe  the  wind  on  the  prairie, 
The  wind  on  the  sea,  maybe, 
Somebody  somewhere,  maybe,  can  tell. 
I  will  lay  my  head  on  his  shoulder 
And  when  he  asks  me  I  will  say  yes, 
Maybe. 

(From  Good  Morning,  America,  copyright 
1928,  1956  by  Carl  Sandburg.  Reprint- 
ed by  permission  of  Harcourt,  Brace  & 
World,  Inc.) 

Space  shortage  alone  forbids  in- 
clusion of  "A  Couple,"  a  tender 
definition  of  the  "togetherness" 
which  has  ever  been  the  mainstay 
of  the  American  home,  particularly 
when  sharpened  by  the  loneliness 
devout  marriage  partners  know 
when  the  man's  job  takes  him  away 
from  home.  But  one  poem  which 
cannot  be  omitted  is  "Worms  and 
the  Wind,"  as  delightful  yet  as 
biting  a  satire  on  smugness  as  any 
American  poet  has  produced. 

Worms  would  rather  be  worms. 

Ask  a  worm  and  he  says,   "Who  knows 

what  a  worm  knows?" 
Worms  go  down   and   up  and   over  and 

under. 
Worms  like  tunnels. 
When    worms    talk   they   talk   about   the 

worm  world. 
Worms  like  it  in  the  dark. 
Neither   the  sun   nor   the  moon   interests 

a  worm. 
Zigzag  worms  hate  circle  worms. 
Curve  worms  never  trust  square  worms. 
Worms  know  what  worms  want. 
Slide  worms  are  suspicious  of  crawl  worms. 
One  worm  asks  another,  "How  does  your 

belly  drag  today?" 
The  shape  of  a  crooked  worm  satisfies  a 

crooked  worm. 
A    straight    worm    says,     "Why    not    be 

straight?" 
Worms  tired  of  crawling  begin  to  slither. 
Long    worms    slither    farther    than    short 

worms. 
Middle-sized  worms  say,  "It  is  nice  to  be 

neither  long  nor  short.  "... 


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Worms  underground  never  hear  the  wind 
overground  and  sometimes  they  ask, 
"What  is  this  wind  we  hear  of?" 
(From  Complete  Poems,  copyright,  1950, 
by  Carl  Sandburg.  Reprinted  by  per- 
mission of  Harcourt,  Brace  &  W^orld,  Inc. ) 

Sandburg,  the  People's  Singer 

Even  before  1920  Carl  discovered 
that,  while  an  audience  loved  listen- 
ing to  him  reading  his  poems,  they 
loved  him  even  more  if  he  ended 
the  evening  by  slinging  his  guitar 
over  his  shoulder  and  strumming 
his  own  accompaniment  while  he 
sang  some  of  the  folk  ballads  he 
had  been  collecting  and  memorizing 
since  his  early  teens,  and  which  he 
published  in  The  American  Song- 
bag  (1927),  republished  by  Broad- 
cast Music,  Inc.,  as  The  New 
Amencan  Songhag  (i960).  As  any- 
one who  has  ever  heard  the  deliber- 
ate, unique  cadences  and  caressed, 
mellow  tones  of  his  spoken  voice 
instantly  recognizes,  he  has  always 
loved  music  until  he  has  made  it  a 
vital  part  of  himself. 

Music  is  my  way  of  resting.  When  I  am 
tense  and  written-out,  or  when  I  am  tired 
from  walking,  thirty  minutes  of  playing 
and  singing  will  work  wonders  for  me. 
Why,  it's  my  medicine.  More  people 
ought  to  know  what  making  your  own 
music  can  do  for  you  (Etude,  September 
1951;,  page  42.  Reprinted  by  permission 
of  Theodore  Presser  Company). 

At  home  in  "Connemara,"  North 
Carolina,  he  has  a  guitar  case  in 
almost  every  room,  and  spontane- 
ously bursts  into  a  song,  with  or 
without  guitar  accompaniment, 
whenever  the  spirit  moves  him. 
While  all  poetry  lives  only  when 
it  is  heard,  Sandburg's  poems  are 
not  entirely  created,  nor  can  the 
listener    completely    possess    them, 


until  Sandburg  sounds  them  with- 
in himself  into  his  unforgettable 
singing  prose.  Never  have  words 
been  loved  more  tenderly,  yet 
deeply,  as  he  croons  the  overly 
sustained  vowels,  slowly  enunciat- 
ing each  syllable  —  soft,  then  loud 
—  then  quick,  pause,  slow  and  cli- 
max until  he  remakes  our  old,  worn 
language  into  a  fresh,  original  com- 
municative tool  we  have  never 
known  previously. 

Sandburg,  the  People's  Biographer 

One  of  Carl  Sandburg's  central  be- 
liefs is  his  firm  conviction  that  our 
Nation's  best  hope  lies  in  men  with 
"free  imaginations,  bringing  changes 
into  a  world  resenting  change." 
This  credo  he  has  built  into  his  own 
life.  No  other  major  literary  figure 
in  the  United  States  has  achieved 
excellence  in  poetry,  folk  song,  essay, 
novel,  autobiography  and  biography. 
Change  and  continuing  growth  have 
been  the  pattern  of  his  career,  a 
growth  not  terminated  at  age  eighty- 
three  when  he  climaxed  four  years 
of  research  by  writing  most  of  the 
script  for  the  movie  The  Greatest 
Story  Evei  Told. 

He  first  knew  literary  fame  as  a 
poet,  and  has  ever  remained  one, 
but  a  poet  of  unique  versatility, 
whose  supreme  accomplishment  will 
probably  prove  to  be  his  monu- 
mental biography  of  Abraham 
Lincoln,  a  book  which  only  an 
American  poet  could  write. 

During  his  Galesburg  youth  young 
Carl  had  known  men  who  had 
fought  for  Lincoln  and  the  Union. 
Lincoln  and  Douglas  had  debated 
in  Galesburg,  a  memory  reality 
within  him  which  he  could  never 
ignore.     Begun  in  the  early  1920's 


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as  a  story  of  Lincoln's  life  for  chil- 
dren, Sandburg  s  six-volume  biog- 
raphy has  earned  wide  acceptance 
over  the  decades  as  the  best,  largest, 
deepest,  and  truest  access  our  gen- 
eration has  to  our  greatest  American 
and  the  legend  which  surrounds  and 
sustains  him.  But  in  striving  so 
successfully  to  create  an  image  of 
Lincoln  which  will  endure,  simul- 
taneously Sandburg  has  created  a 
lesser  legend  which  envelops  him- 
self as  Lincoln's  biographer.  It  was 
this  growing  legend  which  was  nur- 
tured by  Sandburg's  address  to  the 
Eighty-Sixth  Congress  in  1959,  one 
of  two  civilians  ever  to  have  been 
so  honored.  His  subject  was  Abra- 
ham Lincoln,  born  1 50  years  earlier. 
But  in  making  Lincoln  live  for  his 
contemporaries,  Sandburg  has  inad- 
vertently drawn  heavily  from  Sand- 
burg, the  patient  researcher  and 
sympathetic  artist.  This  constitutes 
the  unique  source  of  the  book's 
power.  Ideally  the  two  seem  to 
complement  each  other.  The  fol- 
lowing excerpts  from  "A  Lincoln 
Preface"  fairly  exemplify  the 
thoroughness  of  Sandburg's  research 
and  the  casual  yet  powerful  identity 
with  Lincoln  which  immediately 
arises  like  a  half-remembered  person- 
al nostalgia  from  the  cold  printed 
II  page,  but  a  page  now  chosen  and 
ordered  by  a  poet  blessed  with 
superb  human  insight  and  selective 
powers. 

In  the  time  of  the  April  lilacs  in  the 
year  1865,  a  man  in  the  City  of  Wash- 
ington, D.C.,  trusted  a  guard  to  watch  at 
a  door,  and  the  guard  was  careless,  left 
the  door,  and  the  man  was  shot,  lingered 
a  night,  passed  away,  was  laid  in  a  box, 
and  carried  north  and  west  a  thousand 
miles;  bells  sobbed;  cities  wore  crepe; 
people  stood  with  hats  off  as  the  railroad 


burial  car  came  past  at  midnight,   dawn 
or  noon.  .  .  . 

When  the  woman  who  wrote  UncJe 
Tom's  Cabin  came  to  see  him  in  the 
White  House,  he  greeted  her,  "So  you're 
the  little  woman  who  wrote  the  book 
that  made  this  great  war,"  and  as  they 
seated  themselves  at  a  fireplace,  "I  do 
love  an  open  fire;  I  always  had  one  to 
home."  As  they  were  finishing  their  talk 
of  the  days  of  blood,  he  said,  "I  shan't 
last  long  after  it's  over.  .  .  ." 

His  life,  mind  and  heart  ran  in  contrasts. 
When  his  white  kid  gloves  broke  into 
tatters  while  shaking  hands  at  a  White 
House  reception,  he  remarked,  "This  looks 
like  a  general  bustification.  .   .  ." 

He  was  a  chosen  spokesman;  yet  there 
were  times  he  was  silent;  nothing  but 
silence  could  at  those  times  have  fitted 
a  chosen  spokesman;  in  the  mixed  shame 
and  blame  of  the  immense  wrongs  of  two 
crashing  civilizations,  with  nothing  to  say, 
he  said  nothing,  slept  not  at  all,  and  wept 
at  those  times  in  a  way  that  made  weep- 
ing appropriate,  decent,  majestic. 
(From  The  Sandburg  Range,  Harcourt, 
Brace  and  Company  1957,  pp.  351-353- 
Copyright,  1953,  by  Carl  Sandburg. 
Reprinted  by  permission  of  the  publishers.) 

Sandburg's  portrait  of  Lincoln 
might  possibly  be  surpassed,  but 
until  such  a  remote  day  arrives,  it  is 
our  best  national  biography,  of 
greatness,  by  greatness,  and  for  a 
future  universal  greatness  arising 
from  masses  of  common  men  made 
uncommon  by  their  realization  that 
such  men  have  lived. 

Thoughts  for  Discussion 

1.  Prove  that  poetry  and  music  have 
unified  Sandburg's  life. 

2.  If  you  were  to  write  a  short  paper 
on  "The  Education  of  Carl  Sandburg," 
what  specific  points  would  you  empha- 
size?   What  conclusions  would  you  reach? 

3.  Discuss  "free  men  of  imagination" 
and  "resistance  to  change"  as  they  fit 
into  Carl  Sandburg's  personal  philosophy. 


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SOCIAL  SCIENCE    •     Divine  Law  and  Church  Government 
Church  Government:  Its  Organization  and  Structure 


Lesson  14  —  Summary  of  Organization  and  Structure  of  the  Church 

Elder  Ariel  S.  Ballif 

For  Fourth  Meeting,  May  1964 

Objective:  To  emphasize  the  evidence  of  divine  influence  in  the  structure  and  operation 
of  Church  government. 


The  Church  is  the  body  of  believers, 
organized  [by  the  Priesthood]  according  to 
divine  law.  It  is  invested  with  the  neces- 
sary rights,  powers,  and  authority  to  carry 
forward  on  earth  the  purposes  of  the 
Almighty  Father  as  contained  in  his  plan 
of  salvation  for  his  children  on  earth 
(WiDTSOE,  John  A.:  Program  of  the 
Church,  1941  edition,  page  22). 

Zion,  "The  pure  in  heart,"  the  kingdom 
of  God  here  upon  the  earth,  is  The 
Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of  Latter-day 
Saints  and  no  other,  and  with  its  divinely 
restored  power  of  the  priesthood  of  the 
Living  God,  with  its  ordinances,  organiza- 
tions, agencies,  and  facilities,  and  with  its 
message  of  pure,  eternal  gospel  truth,  it 
reaches  out  the  hand  of  fellowship  to  the 
whole  human  family,  to  lead  our  Father's 
children  into  transcendent  joy,  eternal 
progress,  and  the  presence  of  our  Lord 
(Richards,  Stephen  L:  Where  Is  Wis- 
dom? page  406) . 

The  Priesthood  is  a  dynamic  cre- 
ative power  and  a  directing  force 
upon  the  earth.  Adam  held  the 
Holy  Priesthood  after  the  order  of 
the  Son  of  God.  In  the  various  dis- 
pensations of  time,  God  has  acti- 
vated his  Priesthood,  instituted  his 
government,  and  offered  his  services 
to  the  human  family. 

Having  in  mind  the  welfare  of 
his   children   and  being   constantly 


aware  of  the  purpose  of  creation, 
God  has  revealed  a  system  of  govern- 
ment for  his  Church  that  would 
make  possible  peace  on  earth  and 
good  will  among  men. 

The  Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of 
Latter-day  Saints  is  the  kingdom  of 
God  upon  the  earth  today.  In  it 
there  is  a  fulness  of  the  gospel  be- 
ing administered  by  his  authorized 
agents.  This  means  that'  all  the  wis- 
dom, counsel,  and  direction  (divine 
law),  that  God  has  ever  revealed  to 
man  to  assist  him  in  his  quest  for 
joy,  happiness,  and  exaltation  have 
been  restored. 

The  Restoration  of  the  Priesthood 

The  6th  of  April,  1830,  was  both 
a  climax  and  a  beginning  in  The 
Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of  Latter- 
day  Saints.  The  major  event  in  its 
history  took  place  in  a  grove  in  early 
spring  of  1820.  In  this  quiet,  peace- 
ful place  the  testimony  of  the 
ancient  scriptures  was  verified  as  the 
boy  Joseph  Smith  beheld  the  Father 
and  the  Son. 

Their  declaration  to  him,  that  the 
Church  of  God  was  not  upon  the 
earth,  began  a  chain  of  events  that 


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climaxed  in  the  organization  of  the 
Church. 

These  events  included  instruction 
and  training  by  heavenly  messen- 
gers, the  key  events  happening  in 
May  and  June  of  1829,  when  the 
power  and  authority  to  act  officially 
for  God  upon  the  earth  were  con- 
ferred upon  Joseph  Smith  and  Oliver 
Cowdery  by  John  the  Baptist  and 
apostles  Peter,  James,  and  John,  the 
men  Christ  had  chosen  in  the 
meridian  of  time  to  head  his  Church 
following  the  crucifixion.  Shortly 
after  the  restoration  of  the  Priest- 
hood, the  translation  of  The  Book 
of  Mormon  was  completed.  It  be- 
came a  new  witness  for  God  testify- 
ing of  the  mission  of  Jesus  Christ. 

With  the  Holy  Priesthood  as  his 
authority  to  act  and  the  witness  to 
the  world  of  the  fulness  of  the  gos- 
pel contained  in  The  Book  of  Mor- 
mon, the  Prophet  Joseph  brought 
the  first  phase  of  his  work  to  a  focal 
point  with  the  orgnization  of  the 
Church. 

Church  Government  Is  the 
Priesthood  in  Action 

It  is  most  significant  to  note  how 
little  attention  was  given  to  the 
structure  of  Church  government  un- 
til the  Priesthood  was  conferred 
upon  Joseph  and  Oliver. 

We  believe  that  a  man  must  be  called 
of  God,  by  prophecy,  and  by  the  laying 
on  of  hands,  by  those  who  are  in  authority 
to  preach  the  Gospel  and  administer  in 
the  ordinances  thereof  (Fifth  Article  of 
;    Faith). 

After  the  Priesthood  was  given  to 

\  them,  Joseph  and  Oliver  explained 

'  the  principles  of  the  gospel,  baptized 

I  those  who  received  a  testimony,  and 

then  set  up  the  official  organization 


and  government  of  the  Church  (see 
Section  20  of  the  Doctrine  and 
Covenants)  patterned  after  the 
structure  of  the  Church  Jesus  had 
established  while  he  was  upon  the 
earth. 

The  Enlightenment  of 
the  Holy  Ghost 

The  Prophet  Joseph  informs  us 
that  immediately  following  their 
baptism,  the  Holy  Ghost  fell  upon 
them  and  they  prophesied  of  im- 
portant things  to  come.  Joseph 
says: 

Our  minds  being  now  enlightened,  we 
began  to  have  the  scriptures  laid  open  to 
our  understandings,  and  the  true  meaning 
and  intention  of  their  more  mysterious 
passages  revealed  unto  us  in  a  manner 
which  we  never  could  attain  to  previously, 
nor  ever  before  had  thought  of  .  .  .  (Pearl 
of  Great  Price,  Joseph  Smith  2:74). 

After  receiving  the  authority  of 
the  Priesthood  and  the  enlighten- 
ment of  mind  from  the  Holy  Ghost, 
the  Church  was  organized.  Through 
the  process  of  inquiry  and  revela- 
tion, the  Prophet  received  the  detail 
of  the  structure  and  government  of 
the  Church,  not  all  at  once,  but  step 
by  step  until  an  organization  un- 
equaled  by  the  efforts  of  man,  has 
been  perfected. 

The  Sacredness  of 
Priesthood  Callings 

In  our  course  of  study  we  are  con- 
cerned with  the  fact  that  the  Priest- 
hood was  restored  and  is  the  basis 
upon  which  Church  government  and 
organization  are  built.  The  Church 
of  Jesus  Christ  of  Latter-day  Saints 
was  not  founded  upon  protests 
against  the  alleged  mistakes  of  any 
existing  Churches.  It  was  founded 


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cising his  power  among  men,  de- 
mands God-like  actions  in  all  areas 
of  human  behavior.  The  nearer 
men  come  to  perfection,  the  greater 
their  effectiveness  in  their  Priest- 
hood callings.  Therefore,  as  the 
body  of  the  Priesthood  bearers 
achieve  this  perfection,  it  is  reflected 
in  the  operation  of  the  Church. 


The  Worth  of  Souls 

The  importance  of  the  Priesthood 
in  Church  government  is  pointed 
out  in  the  above  discussions. 
Nothing  can  be  done  officially 
without  the  authority  of  the  Priest- 
hood. It  should  also  be  pointed 
out  that  the  government  of  the 
Church,  the  total  organization  and 
program  of  the  Church,  are  de- 
signed by  the  Creator  for  the  wel- 
fare of  man.  There  is  much  evi- 
dence to  support  the  statement  that 
God's  major  purpose  and  concern  is 
the  perfection  of  man.  For  ex- 
ample, in  the  beginning  all  the  intel- 
ligences existed  coeternally  with 
God.  The  personality  of  man  be- 
comes sacred  by  the  fact  of  the 
spiritual  Fatherhood  of  God;  and 
as  a  major  evidence  he,  the  Father, 
gave  his  Only  Begotten  Son  as  a 


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sacrifice  to  open  the  way  for  all 
mankind  to  have  everlasting  life. 

Whenever  the  Church  of  God  has 
been  upon  the  earth,  its  major  duty 
has  been  to  inform  mankind  of  the 
purpose  of  life,  man's  relationship 
to  God  and  to  man,  and  to  make 
man  aware  of  his  own  possibilities 
and  responsibilities-  as  a  child  of 
God. 

Calling  people  to  repentance,  or 
to  accept  the  pattern  of  life  that 
will  assure  them  of  their  greatest 
accomplishments  in  life  and  exalta- 
tion in  the  celestial  kingdom,  is  the 
perpetual  assignment  of  the  Priest- 
hood. 

Priesthood  Quorums  and 
Church  Organization 

To  be  effective  in  the  lives  of  peo- 
ple and  in  the  organization  and 
operation  of  the  Church,  there  need 
to  be  system  and  order  in  the  be- 
stowal of  and  the  operation  of  the 
power  of  the  Priesthood.  Determin- 
ing factors  in  having  the  privilege  of 
Priesthood  bestowal  include  worthi- 
ness of  character,  willingness  to 
serve,  and  knowledge  of  the  duties 
and  obligations  of  the  Priesthood  to 
be  conferred. 

Of  most  importance  in  the  effec- 
tive use  of  power,  is  getting  it  under 
control  and  keeping  it  available. 
Proper  connection  with  the  source 
of  the  power  is  of  vital  importance. 
In  discussing  the  Priesthood,  God  is 
the  source  of  the  power,  it  is  con- 
trolled and  directed  only  through 
the  authorized  agency  upon  the 
earth  and  the  connections  are  acti- 
vated by  righteousness. 

With  every  man  in  the  Church 
a  potential  Priesthood  holder,  it  is 
essential    that    there    be    effective 


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regulations  governing  the  use  of  this 
power.  To  the  Priesthood  holder 
who  serves  the  Lord  in  righteous- 
ness there  is  no  limit  to  the  good 
he  can  do  on  his  own.  But,  to  hold 
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the  members  of  that  body,  such  as 
a  quorum  of  deacons,  quorum  of 
elders,  etc. 

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promote  gospel  scholarship  by  teach-  ities  of  the  Church.  They  administer 

ing  the  doctrines  of  the  gospel  to  the  affairs  of  the  Church  through 

every  member;  ( 2 )  to  provide  oppor-  stake,    ward,    mission,   and    branch 

tunities  for  Church  services;  (3)  to  officers. 

care  for  the  temporal,  intellectual,  The  stake  presidency  is  appoint- 
and  spiritual  welfare  of  all  quorum  ed  by  the  First  Presidency.  By  con- 
members  and  their  families;  (4)  to  f erring  upon  the  stake  presidency 
provide  adequate  fellowship  and  the  proper  authority,  they  can  call 
fraternalism  through  socials,  athlet-  and  set  apart  the  necessary  stake 
ics,  and  the  like,  for  all  quorum  officers  and  conduct  all  the  business 
members.  {Mdchizedek  Piiesthood  that  pertains  to  the  operation  of  a 
Handbook,  page  21.)  The  quorum  stake.  Excepted  are  bishoprics, 
as  an  organized  body  of  the  Priest-  patriarchs,  presidents  of  high  priests' 
hood  implies  an  ideal  standard  of  quorums,  stake  mission  presidents, 
conduct,  a  common  purpose,  unity  stake  clerks,  and  high  councilors 
of  decision,  and  a  vital  interest  in  (without  permission  from  a  General 
the  welfare  of  each  member.  Authority).    These  ordinances  and 

The  quorum  thus  becomes  a  train-  settings  apart  are  reserved  for  mem- 

ing  ground  for  Church  leadership,  bers  of  the  Twelve,  Assistants  to  the 

In  fact,  when  the  quorum  functions  Twelve,  and  now  the  Presidents  of 

to  its  full  capacity  and   design,   it  Seventy    who    are    ordained    high 

could  meet  most  successfully  all  the  priests. 

activity  and  instructional  needs  of  The  bishopric  is  approved  by  the 

the  Church.     Certainly  not  in  the  First  Presidency,  and  is  set  apart  by 

quorum   meeting  as   such,  but  by  the  proper  General  Authorities.  The 

fully  carrying  out  the  quorum  ob-  bishopric  can  then  proceed  to  call 

jectives,   all   necessary   organization  and   set   apart   the  necessary  ward 

could  be  formulated  under  Priest-  officers;   however,   the  bishopric   is 

hood  leadership.  directly    responsible    to    the    stake 

presidency. 

The  Priesthood  in  Xhe  stake  presidency  can  call  and 

Church  Government  set  apart  branch  presidencies  when 

The  basic  structure  of  Church  branches  are  necessary, 
government  is  seen  in  the  adminis-  The  missions  of  the  Church  are 
trative  officers  and  organization  of  presided  over  by  a  president  called 
its  geographic  units.  Church  gov-  and  set  apart  by  the  First  Presi- 
ernment  is  the  function  of  the  dency.  The  mission  president  with 
Priesthood.  The  authority  and  keys  his  two  counselors  preside  in  the 
of  the  Priesthood  are  centered  in  the  mission.  The  branch  and  district 
Prophet,  Seer,  and  Revelator  of  the  presidents  are  appointed  and  set 
Church.  The  President,  with  his  apart  by  them.  They  represent  the 
Counselors,  the  Quorum  of  the  First  Presidency  and  conduct  the 
Twelve,  the  Patriarch,  the  Assistants  official  business  of  the  mission  un- 
to the  Twelve,  the  Seven  Presidents  der  the  direction  of  the  First  Presi- 
of  Seventy,  and  the  Presiding  Bish-  dency. 
opric  constitute  the  General  Author-  The  Priesthood  quorums  are  sup- 

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porting  units  to  the  branches,  wards, 
stakes,  and  missions.  They  provide 
the  manpower  that  the  officers  of 
these  organized  units  need,  in  or- 
der to  carry  out  the  program  of  the 
Church.  The  ecclesiastical  line  of 
authority  governs  and  operates  the 
program  of  the  Church.  The  Priest- 
hood line  of  authority  is  responsible 
for  developing  leadership  abilities  in 
each  quorum  member  through  the 
Priesthood  objectives.  All  Church 
members  are  subject  to  call  by  the 
proper  ecclesiastical  authority  to  fill 
the  offices  in  the  Church  program  of 
branch,  ward,  stake,  or  Church. 

Membership  in  The  Church  of 
Jesus  Christ  of  Latter-day  Saints 
means  activity  in  a  good  cause.  It 
calls  for  an  applied  testimony  of  the 
truthfulness  of  the  gospel,  ''be  ye 
doers  of  the  word,  and  not  hearers 
only  .  .  ."  (James  1:22). 

As  has  been  indicated,  the  quorum 
is  the  training  ground  for  leadership 
in  the  Church.  An  important  charac- 
teristic of  leadership  is  how  to  be  a 
good  follower.  Quorum  member- 
ship implies  a  desire  to  prepare,  to 
improve  one's  ability  to  do  some- 
thing for  others  and  do  it  to  the 
best  of  one's  ability.  Ward  and 
branch  membership  is  the  place 
where  this  preparation  is  put  into 
action. 

The  Gospel  of  Repentance 

The  gospel  of  Jesus  Christ  is  a 
gospel  of  repentance.  Christ  gave 
mankind  a  perfect  example  and  pre- 
sented a  way  of  life  that  would  lead 
to  perfection.  "Therefore  to  him 
that  knoweth  to  do  good,  and  doeth 
it  not,  to  him  it  is  sin"  ( James  4:17). 

The  call  to  repentance  is  extended 
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and  stations  of  life.  The  great  ob- 
jective is  to  bring  all  mankind  into 
the  light, .  knowledge,  and  wisdom 
of  the  Creator.  This  is  the  only 
approach  to  perfection.  Any  indi- 
vidual who  does  not  do  as  well  as  he 
knows  how  has  need  of  repentance. 
People  should  never  stop  extending 
their  knowledge  of  all  that  is  good. 

In  the  program  of  the  Church, 
the  idea  of  repentance  is  given  con- 
stant attention.  Human  nature 
must  be  disciplined.  The  appetites 
of  man  must  be  controlled  for  his 
own  good  and  advancement.  True 
repentance  means  a  permanent 
change  in  behavior. 

The  plan  of  life  and  salvation 
teaches  all  men  the  value  and  bene- 
fit of  righteous  living.  The  wayward 
are  given  special  attention  with  the 
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elect  to  follow  the  design  of  the 
Creator.  The  emphasis  of  divine 
law  is  on  rehabilitation  of  the  way- 
ward through  wisdom,  guidance, 
mercy,  and  love. 

The  courts  or  councils  of  justice 
in  the  Church  are  designed  to  bring 
people  to  repentance.  They  are  to 
bring  to  light  the  truth  in  the  case, 
not  to  condemn  and  destroy,  but  to 
encourage  re-orientation  of  life  in 
harmony  with  the  eternal  values  of 
the  gospel  of  Jesus  Christ.  Even 
when  it  is  necessary  for  the  Church 
court  to  pronounce  the  severe  action 
of  excommunication,  forgiveness 
must  always  be  in  the  hearts  of  the 
members  of  the  Church.  Jesus  said 
he  would  forgive  whom  he  would, 
but  we  as  individuals  must  forgive 
all. 

The  authorized  judge  in  a  Church 
court  is  not  required  to  forgive  the 
sins  of  individuals,  but  may  be  in  a 
position  where  he  must  exact  severe 
penalties.  Certainly  every  judge, 
however,  should  have  the  spirit  of 
forgiveness  in  his  heart. 

It  must  be  remembered  that  coun- 
cils of  justice  are  helpful,  even 
essential,  to  personal  development 
of  offenders  in  that  they  tend  to 
stimulate  the  art  of  discipline  and 
self-control.  The  courts  of  the 
Church  support  and  sustain  the 
high  ideals  and  values  in  our  way  of 
life. 

It  should  be  remembered  that  love 
is  the  real  motivation  of  the  Priest- 
hood and  should  be  basic  to  all  hu- 
man association.  Certainly  the  dis- 
pensing of  justice  in  the  Church 
courts  should  be  as  full  of  mercy  as 
is  assured  by  the  Master,  himself. 


Church  Government  Was  Initiated 
for  Man's  Advancement 

Jesus  dedicated  his  life  to  the  serv- 
ice of  his  fellow  men.  This  is  the 
pattern  he  set  for  each  person  who 
enjoys  membership  in  his  Church 
and  kingdom.  Every  person  in  the 
Church  is  a  potential  leader  and  if 
each  one  follows  the  program  of  the 
Church,  he  can  prepare  himself  to 
perform  any  duty  assigned  him  in 
the  Church.  One  needs  humility, 
sincerity,  faith,  and  a  willingness  to 
work  hard,  to  be  successful  as  an 
officer  or  teacher. 

The  opportunities  and  responsi- 
bilities involved  in  a  calling  in 
Church  government  are  about  equal 
in  their  bearing  upon  the  person 
involved.  The  opportunities  result 
in  growth  and  development  of  the 
individual.  The  responsibilities  re- 
quire service  to  others,  assisting 
them  in  their  pursuit  of  happiness, 
understanding,  and  perfection.  This 
unselfish  dedication  to  service  in- 
creases the  efficiency  and  effective- 
ness of  the  person  and  builds  a  con- 
fidence and  competency  in  his  lead- 
ership. The  compensation  is  great 
in  net  returns  to  the  individual  ac- 
cepting a  calling.  The  true  value 
of  service  is  derived  from  the  con- 
secration of  time  and  talent  to  the 
work  of  the  Lord  which,  in  simple 
terms,  is  the  uplifting  of  mankind. 

References 

Doctrine  and  Covenants,  Sections  18; 
20;  27;  42;  43;  58;  102;  107;  114;  115; 
121;  127;  and  132, 

WiDTSOE,  John  A.:  Piiesthood  and 
Church  Government,  Chapters  9;  10;  11; 
12;  13;  14;  15;  16;  17;  and  18. 

Smith,  Joseph  Fielding:  Essentials  in 
Church  History,  Chapter  9. 


158 


Pearl  of  Great  Price:  Joseph  Smith. 
Articles  oi  Faith,  Chapters  lo;  20;  23; 


24. 


Thoughts  for  Discussion 

1.  What  evidence  can  you  give  of  the 
divinity  of  the  Church? 

2.  What  is  the  real  objective  of  Church 
government  and  organi?ation? 

3.  Why  was  it  necessary  to  restore  the 
Priesthood  before  the  organization  of 
Church  government? 

4.  Accepting  the  fact  that  the  Priest- 
hood is  the  power  of  God  and  that  Church 
government  is  this  power  in  action,  what 
importance  do  we  give  the  program  of 
the  Church  in  our  everyday  life? 

5.  How  important  are  the  principles  of 
repentance  and  forgiveness  in  the  opera- 
tion of  Church  government? 

6.  How  important  are  you  as  an  indi- 
vidual to  the  operation  of  Church  govern- 
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fell 


I  hope  I  never  have  a  more  urgent 
need  for  cash  than  I  did  last  February. 
If  I  do,  I'm  sure  my  hair  will  turn 
white. 

I  was  buying  six  trucks  on  contract 
and  business  reverses  had  caused  me 
to  miss  four  payments.  The  company 
set  final  deadline  for  payment  at  10:00 
a.m.  on  Friday. 

I  tried  frantically  to  get  another 
extension.  The  company,  however, 
seemed  determined  to  tie  up  the  trucks. 
They  wouldn't  give  me  time  to  refi- 
nance, and  at  that  time  banks  were  not 
loaning  money  for  truck  payments. 

I  was  desperate.  It  seemed  I  would 
lose  all  of  my  past  years  of  hard  work 
as  well  as  my  investment.  Shortly  I 
would  be  out  of  business  and  out  of  a 
job.  It  was  the  most  discouraging  day 
of  my  life. 

Then  I  ran  into  my  Beneficial  agent. 
How  happy  I  was  when  he  reminded 
me  that  in  my  life  insurance  there  was 
a  cash  loan  value.  I'd  never  dreamed 
it  would  be  enough  to  save  my  invest- 
ment. 

Four  days  later  I  held  in  my  hand 
an  airmail  envelope  containing  a  check 
for  $3,500.  It  really  saved  the  day! 

I  plan  now  to  return  the  money  to 
the  company  later  in  the  year,  because 
I've  learned  that  I  don't  have  to  die 
to  make  my  life  insurance  useful. 

Some  people  claim  to  be  "insurance 
poor."  Well,  I'm  "insurance  rich!" 

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Linnie  F.  Robinson 


Someone  has  touched  the  valley  and  the  hill, 

In  warmth  of  wind  or  whisper  on  dead  grass, 

Then  green  comes  glowing  from  the  darkened  earth 

And  the  miracle  of  spring  has  come  to  pass. 

While  on  the  hill,  resplendent  in  array, 

Beneath  the  crags  and  caught  in  every  wood 

Flashes  the  gold  of  fragile  daffodils. 

And  violets  peeping  blue  from  every  hood. 


And  In  the  air  the  robins  come  to  sing 
The  furling  bud,  the  warm  and  waking  hour; 
Blue  skies  deepen,  untouched  by  wintry  cloud 
With  promised  bloom  on  every  trellised  bower. 

Someone  has  waked  the  valley  and  the  hill  — 
The  heart  looks  up  and  reads  his  prescient  wi 


The  Cover: 


Frontispiece: 

Art  Layout: 
Illustrations: 


Big  Cottonwood  Canyon,  Utah 

Transparency  by  L.  Paul  Roberts 

Lithographed  in  Full  Color  by  Deseret  News  Press 

Blossoms,  Near  Sebastopol,  California 
Photograph  by  Don  Knight 

Dick  Scopes 
Mary  Scopes 


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My  neighbor  who  was  ill  in  the 
hospital  asked  for  something  new  and 
different  to  read.  I  took  her  The  Re- 
lief Society  Magazine  —  small  and 
easy  to  handle  and  with  a  very  color- 
ful cover.  She  was  delighted,  and  read 
it  immediately.  Then  the  night  nurse 
saw  it  lying  on  the  bed  and  asked 
what  kind  of  magazine  it  was,  and  if 
she  might  read  it.  My  neighbor  told 
her  she  was  welcome  to  read  the 
Magazine,  but  to  be  sure  to  return  it. 
The  next  night  the  nurse  returned  the 
Magazine.  She  had  especially  enjoyed 
the  stories  and  recipes.  When  my 
neighbor  was  being  brought  home 
from  the  hospital  the  woman  who 
was  taking  her  home  asked  to  read 
the  Magazine.  She  liked  the  stories 
and  poems.  All  this  created  an  interest 
in  the  Church,  and  the  woman  who 
took  my  neighbor  home  from  the 
hospital  is  to  be  baptized  at  our  next 
baptism  day.  Let's  every  one  of  us 
be  a  missionary. 

Geneva  Cluff 

Phoenix,  Arizona 

Thank  you  for  the  beautiful  Maga- 
zine. We  sell  more  Relief  Society 
Magazines  each  year,  and  we  know 
they  will  help  each  subscriber  to  gain 
a  testimony  of  the  gospel,  and  also 
help  to  make  a  happier  home  by  fol- 
lowing the  instructions  pertaining  to 
becoming  a  better  wife,  mother,  and 
homemaker. 

Laura  R.  Shimp 

President 

Huntington  Park  Stake 
Relief  Society, 
California 

I  really  appreciate  and  love  the 
Magazine,  and  my  twelve-year-old 
daughter  reads  it  before  I  get  a 
chance,  part  of  the  time.  Thank  you 
for  the  Magazine  and  the  lovely  les- 
sons. 

Beverly  Culwell 

North  Little  Rock 
Arkansas 


I  enjoy  my  Relief  Society  Magazine 
very  much,  and  I  have  saved  all  the 
Magazines  since  I  joined  the  Church. 
Today,  I  have  parted  with  some  of 
the  Magazines,  and  I  know  that  some 
of  them  will  never  return,  but  I  am 
sure  the  older  ladies  in  the  nursing 
home  where  I  sent  them  will  enjoy 
them,  because  they  are  small  enough 
to  handle  in  bed.  The  stories  and 
lessons  are  not  so  long  that  they 
would  lose  interest  in  reading  them. 
Mrs.  Audrey  Warren 

Charles  City,  Iowa 


The  visiting  teacher  message  for  the 
month  of  October  ("Wherefore,  I  Say 
Unto  You,  That  Ye  Ought  to  Forgive 
One  Another,"  by  Christine  H.  Robin- 
son) is  one  of  the  best  lessons  I  have 
ever  taught.  It  is  put  together  so 
beautifully. 

Mrs.  Dee  Phillips 

Ferndale,  Michigan 


As  a  young  mother,  with  four  chil- 
dren, and  a  husband  in  the  bishopric, 
I  find  the  Magazine  a  great  source 
of  inspiration  and  encouragement. 
Whenever  I  feel  blue  or  discouraged, 
I  can  always  find  just  the  right  article 
to  touch  my  heart  and  inspire  me  to 
do  better. 

Sharon  T.  Koster 

Provo,  Utah 


I  am  a  girl  of  fifteen  and  I  received 
the  lovely  Relief  Society  Magazine  as 
a  Christmas  gift  two  years  ago  from 
my  grandmother.  I  love  the  beautiful 
covers  and  enjoy  the  stories  very 
much,  as  well  as  the  poetry  in  each 
issue.  May  I  say  it  is  not  only  the 
older  women,  but  also  the  girls  of 
my  age  who  read  and  love  the  Maga- 
zine. From  a  future  Relief  Society 
member. 

Marilyn  Child 

Springville,  Utah 


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The   R^li^f    Society  Magazine 


MARCH    196^-      VOLUME   51      NUMBER  3 

Editor     Marianne  C.  Sharp 
Associate  Editor     Vesta  P.  Crawford 
General  Manager     Belle  S.  Spafford 

Special  Features 

164  Train  Up  a  Child     Marion  G.  Romney 

170  "Charity  Never  Faileth"     Edith  P.  Backman 

184  The  American  Red  Cross  and  Its  Blood  Donor  Program     Perkins  McGuire 
216  What  Does  Your  Speech  Reveal?     Myrtle  Henderson 

235     My  Father's  Violin     Afton  Brown 

173  Someone  to  Cheer  for  Johnny  —  Third  Prize  Story     Myrtle  M.  Dean 

188  More  Value  Than  Many  Sparrows     Margaret  Woods 

213  Second  Chance     Blanche  M.  Hollingsworth 

220  Your  Heart  to  Understanding  —  Chapter  2     Hazel  M.  Thomson 

General  Features 

162     From  Near  and  Far 

181  Woman's  Sphere     Ramona  W.  Cannon 

182  Editorial:  We  Are  the  Beneficiaries     Louise  W.  Madsen 

228     Notes  From  the  Field:  Relief  Society  Activities     Hulda  Parker 
240     Birthday  Congratulations 

The  Home  -  Inside  and  Out 

185  Don't  You  Love  Your  Sisters!  Margaret  Russell 
191  The  World's  Favorite  Roses  Dorothy  J.  Roberts 
198     Painting  With  Glass     Florian  H.  Thayn 

204     Parleys  Sixth  Ward  Country  Fair  Bazaar     VaLora  M.  Anderson 
209     Planning  a  Successful  Bazaar     Louise  W.  Madsen 
212     Recipes  for  Springtime 

Charlotte  Russe     Ingrid  W.  Olsen 

Desserts  That  Please  the  Family     Florence  K.  Gates 
219     Cast  Your  Bread  Upon  the  Waters     Olive  Sharp 
227     Charlotte  H.  Singley  —  Landscape  Artist 

161     The  Heart  Looks  Up  —  Frontispiece     Linnie  F.  Robinson 

On  Spring  and  Love,  by  Mabel  Jones  Gabbott,  172;  Spring,  by  Rowena  Jensen  Bills,  180; 
Who  Plants  a  Garden,  by  Eva  Willes  Wangsgaard,  190;  Curled  in  Seed,  by  Alice  Morrey 
Bailey,  197;  Fawn  at  the  Pool,  by  Thelma  J.  Lund,  218;  Our  Chapel,  by  Margaret  B.  Sho- 
maker,  219;  Feather  Grief,  by  Ida  Elaine  James,  236;  Pathway,  by  Catherine  B.  Bowles,  237; 
Exile,  by  Gilean  Douglas,  239;  Thanks  for  These,  by  Caroline  Eyring  Miner,  240. 


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163 


Train 

up  a 

Child 


Marion  G.  Romney 

of  The  Council  of  the  Twelve 

[Address  Delivered  at  The  Relief  Society 
Annual  General  Conference 
October  3,  1963] 


My  beloved  sisters:  To  me  it  is  substitute  for  parents  in  this, 
a  signal  honor  to  have  been  named  their  most  urgent  parental  re- 
one  of  your  advisers.  I  intend  to  sponsibility. 

do  my  best  to  render  such  ser-  The  importance  of  this  respon- 

vice  as  the  calling  entails.  sibility  was  emphasized  by  the 

I  have  thought  to  address  you  Lord  in  the  very  early  days  of 

today  as  mothers  on  a  text  taken  the  Restored  Church,  ".  .  .  inas- 

from    the    wise    man's    proverb:  much   as  parents  have   children 

"Train  up  a  child  in  the  way  he  in  Zion,  [he  said]  .  .  .  that  teach 

should  go:  and  when  he  is  old,  them    not    to    understand    the 

he  will  not  depart  from  it"  (Prov-  doctrine  of  repentance,  faith  in 

erbs  22:6).  Christ  the  Son  of  the  living  God, 

The  selection  of  this  text  was  and  of  baptism  and  the  gift  of 
prompted  by  my  conviction  that  the  Holy  Ghost  by  the  laying  on 
training  our  children  is  our  best  of  the  hands,  when  eight  years 
antidote  to  the  godless  material-  old,  the  sin  be  upon  the  heads  of 
ism,  irreverent  secularism,  declin-  the  parents"  (D&C  68:25). 
ing  morality,  adult  and  juvenile  Eighteen  months  later  he  ex- 
delinquency,  increasing  crime,  plained  that  all  children  are  in- 
and  general  disregard  for  the  nocent  before  him  in  their  infant 
laws  of  God  and  the  dignity  of  state,  but  thereafter  "...  that 
man  which  so  plague  our  present  wicked  one  cometh  and  [by  per- 
society.  suading    them    to    disobedience] 

It  is  not  my  purpose  to  harrow     taketh  away  light  and  truth 

up  your  souls  by  dwelling  upon  "But    [he   continues]    I   have 

this  sordid  aspect  of  our  times,  commanded  you  to  bring  up  your 

My  only  purpose  in  calling  it  to  children     in     light     and     truth" 

your  attention  at  all  is  my  belief  (D&C  93:39-40). 

that  unless  these  pernicious  prac-  He  then  spoke  directly  to  some 

tices  are  checked,   they  presage  of  the  leading  brethren,  first  to 

the  end  of  our  way  of  life  and  Frederick     G.     Williams.     "You 

my  further  conviction  that  you,  have   not   taught    your   children 

as  members  of  the  Relief  Society,  light  and  truth,  according  to  the 

have  the  potential  to  inspire  the  commandments;  and  that  wicked 

parents  of  the  Church,  particular-  one  hath  power,  as  yet,  over  you, 

ly  mothers,   more   effectively   to  and  this  is  the  cause  of  your  af- 

train  their  children  to  avoid  them,  fliction."  I  wonder  if  some  of  our 

The  Church  can  and  will  assist  in  afflictions,  some  of  our  juvenile 

that  training.  But  it  can  only  as-  delinquency,  for  example,  could 

sist.  It  is  not  and  cannot  be  a  be  due  to  the  fact  that  we  have 

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not  taught  our  children  hght  and 
truth. 

The  Lord  did  not  leave  Brother 
WiUiams  in  any  doubt  as  to  his 
responsibility  in  the  matter,  for, 
he  continued,  "And  now  a  com- 
mandment I  give  unto  you  —  if 
you  will  be  delivered  you  shall 
set  in  order  your  own  house  ..." 
(D&C  93:41-43). 

He  then  said  that  Sidney  Rig- 
don  had  ''not  kept  the  command- 
ments concerning  his  children" 
(verse  44)  and  commanded  him 
to  do  so.  He  reproved  Bishop 
Whitney  for  the  misconduct  of 
his  children,  saying  of  him  he 
". .  .  hath  need  to  .  .  .  set  in  order 
his  family,  and  see  that  they  are 
more  diligent  and  concerned  at 
home  .  .  .  (D&C  93:50). 

Even  the  Prophet  Joseph  him- 
self was  reprimanded  for  faihng 
properly  to  train  his  children. 

Parents  today  are  under  the 
same  obligation  as  were  these 
early  brethren.  The  consequences 
of  failing  to  train  our  children 
are  just  as  serious  now  as  they 
were  then.  Although  in  the 
revelation  the  Lord  spoke  to 
fathers,  the  obligation  rests  just 
as  heavily  upon  mothers.  In  fact, 
some  of  the  brethren  have  said 
that  mothers,  having  a  greater 
influence  upon  their  children, 
bear  the  major  responsibility. 

President  Brigham  Young,  for 
example,  said: 

The  duty  of  the  mother  is  to  watch 
over  her  children  and  give  them  their 
early  education,  for  impressions  re- 
ceived in  infancy  are  lasting,  ...  if 
mothers    would     take     proper    pains, 


they  can  instill  into  the  hearts  of 
their  children  what  they  please.  You 
will,  no  doubt,  recollect  reading,  in 
the  Book  of  Mormon,  of  two  thousand 
young  men,  who  were  brought  up  to 
believe  that,  if  they  put  their  whole 
trust  in  God,  and  served  him,  no 
power  could  overcome  them.  You  also 
recollect  of  them  going  out  to  fight, 
and  so  bold  were  they,  and  so  mighty 
their  faith,  that  it  was  impossible  for 
their  enemies  to  slay  them.  This 
power  and  faith  they  obtained  through 
the  teachings  of  their  mothers.  .  .  . 
These  duties  and  responsibilities  de- 
volve upon  mothers  far  more  than 
upon  fathers  (Discourses  of  Brigham 
Young,  page  201,   1951  edition). 

Bearing  this  great  responsibili- 
ty, we  must  not  be  so  busy  with 
the  urgent  things  pressed  upon 
us  in  feeding,  clothing,  housing, 
and  otherwise  looking  after  the 
temporal  needs  of  our  children 
that  we  neglect  the  important 
things,  the  things  calculated  to 
fortify  them  against  the  evils  of 
the  world  and  prepare  them  for 
eternal  hfe.  We  must  not,  as 
someone  has  said,  have  our  minds 
and  efforts  so  intent  upon  climb- 
ing the  mountain  that  in  our  ex- 
haustion we  fail  to  see  the  view 
from  the  top. 

Perhaps  a  look  at  some  of  the 
conduct  which  must  be  corrected 
will  suggest  things  we  must  teach. 
Consider,  for  instance,  vandalism, 
which  is  one  of  the  things  in 
which  juvenile  delinquents  spe- 
cialize —  pounding  down  drink- 
ing fountain  heads,  chopping  new 
hardwood  floors  in  unfinished 
houses,  breaking  windows,  slash- 
ing furniture,  stripping  cars  of 
hub  caps  and  dashboard  gadgets, 
for  example. 


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MARCH  1964 


Among  the  crimes  they  most 
frequently  commit  are  (1)  those 
of  passion,  principally  aggravated 
assault,  sex  perversion,  immorali- 
ty, and  ''forcible  rape,"  and  (2) 
those  which  violate  the  command, 
"Thou  shalt  not  steal,"  such  as 
auto  theft,  burglary,  grand  larce- 
ny, and  robbery. 

It  ought  to  be  sobering  to  Lat- 
ter-day Saints  to  contemplate 
and  realize  how  completely  every 
one  of  these  misdeeds  would  be 
eliminated  by  practicing  the 
things  which  the  Lord  has  spe- 
cifically directed  us  to  teach  our 
children. 

Obedience,  for  example.  "Your 
family  must  needs  .  .  .  give  more 
earnest  heed  unto  your  sayings, 
or  be  removed  out  of  their  place," 
said  the  Lord  to  the  Prophet 
Joseph  (D&C  93:48).  And  what 
were  the  Prophet's  sayings  con- 
cerning lawlessness  such  as  is 
rampant  among  us?  One  of  the 
things  he  said  was:  "We  believe 
in  .  .  .  obeying,  honoring,  and 
sustaining  the  law"  (Twelfth 
Article  of  Faith). 

Proper  teaching  of  and  training 
in  this  one  fundamental  principle 
of  obedience  to  the  laws  of  the 
land  would  effectively  eliminate 
vandalism  and  crime. 

Another  thing  the  Lord  has  di- 
rected us  to  train  our  children 
to  do,  which,  neglected  as  it  is, 
contributes  to  our  present  vexa- 
tions, is  to  work. 

"An  idle  brain,"  so  the  saying 
goes,  "is  the  devil's  workshop." 
This  is  no  doubt  true  because 
the  scriptures  associate  idleness 


with  things  most  despicable.  De- 
scribing the  remnant  of  his  peo- 
ple, as  in  vision  he  saw  them, 
"after  they  had  dwindled  in  un- 
belief," Nephi  said,  "They  be- 
came a  dark,  and  loathsome,  and 
a  filthy  people,  full  of  idleness 
and  all  manner  of  abominations" 
(1  Nephi  12:23). 

The  Lord,  condemning  idleness 
in  this  dispensation,  associates  it 
with  juvenile  delinquency  and 
wickedness,  specifically  with 
greediness.  "The  idler,"  he  says, 
"shall  be  had  in  remembrance 
before  the  Lord,"  adding,  "I  .  .  . 
am  not  well  pleased  with  the  in- 
habitants of  Zion,  for  there  are 
idlers  among  them;  and  their 
children  also  are  growing  up  in 
wickedness;  they  seek  not  ear- 
nestly the  riches  of  eternity,  but 
their  eyes  are  full  of  greediness" 
(D&C  68:30-31). 

In  addition  to  obedience  and 
work,  I  want  to  mention  another 
one  of  the  many  things  the  Lord 
has  specifically  commanded  us  to 
teach  our  children  —  namely,  to 
pray. 

Speaking  of  the  inhabitants  of 
Zion,  he  said,  "They  shall  also 
teach  their  children  to  pray,  and 
to  walk  uprightly  before  the 
Lord"  (D&C  68:28).  He  adds: 
"And  a  commandment  I  give  unto 
them  —  that  he  that  observeth 
not  his  prayers  before  the  Lord 
in  the  season  thereof,  let  him  be 
had  in  remembrance  before  the 
judge  of  my  people"  (D&C 
68:33). 

"Pray  always,"  said  the  Lord 
to  the  Prophet,  "that  you  may 
come    off    conqueror;    yea,    that 


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you  may  conquer  Satan,  and  that 
you  may  escape  the  hands  of  the 
servants  of  Satan  that  do  uphold 
his  work"  (D&C  10:5).  Par- 
ticularly is  daily  secret  and 
family  prayer  imperative  in  this 
day  when  the  effect  of  the  irre- 
ligious trend  of  the  law  of  the 
land  is  to  eliminate  God  and  his 
righteousness  from  the  daily  lives 
and  affairs  of  men. 

No  wise  Latter-day  Saint  moth- 
er with  an  understanding  of  the 
power  of  prayer  and  the  irre- 
ligious trend  of  our  society  will 
fail  to  train  her  children  to  pray. 
No  person  has  a  stronger  weapon 
against  the  power  of  evil  than  he 
who  with  unbroken  regularity 
goes  night  and  morning  on 
bended  knee  before  his  Heavenly 
Father  in  sincere  and  humble 
secret  prayer.  I  challenge  anyone 
to  find  a  delinquent  among  those 
who  do  so. 

And  mothers,  don't  underesti- 
mate the  power  of  your  own 
prayers  in  behalf  of  your  chil- 
dren. Remember,  it  was  the  pray- 
ers of  Alma,  Senior,  in  behalf  of 
his  wayward  son  and  his  com- 
panions which  sent  an  angel  to 
bring  them  to  repentance. 

There  are,  of  course,  many 
other  things  the  Lord  expects  us 
to  teach  our  children  which,  for 
want  of  time,  cannot  be  consid- 
ered here.  They  are,  however,  all 
to  be  found  in  the  gospel  of  Jesus 
Christ. 

How  best  to  teach  your  children 
you  must  yourselves  learn 
through   study,    experience,   and 


the  guidance  of  the  Holy  Spirit 
which  "shall  be  given  unto  you 
by  the  prayer  of  faith"  (D&C 
42:14).  Whatever  your  method, 
however,  this  you  shall  remem- 
ber: your  teaching,  to  be  suc- 
cessful and  effective,  must  con- 
vince your  children  that  hving 
the  gospel  is  the  way  to  hap- 
piness. If  they  feel  that  the 
discipline  to  which  they  are  sub- 
jected is  arbitrary;  that  without 
reason  it  restricts  their  normal 
activities  and  keeps  them  from 
enjoying  life,  they  will  conform 
only  so  long  as  you  have  them 
under  your  immediate  physical 
control.  Thereafter  they  will  re- 
bel and  defy  you.  In  some  cases 
they  will  be  worse  off  for  your 
efforts.  The  following  counsel 
which  the  Lord  gave  to  the 
Prophet  Joseph  Smith  is  a  sure 
guide: 

No  power  or  influence  can  or  ought 
to  be  maintained  by  virtue  of  the 
priesthood,  only  by  persuasion,  by 
long-suffering,  by  gentleness  and 
meekness,  and  by  love  unfeigned; 

By  kindness,  and  pure  knowledge, 
which  shall  greatly  enlarge  the  soul 
without  hypocrisy,  and  without  guile — 

Reproving  betimes  with  sharpness, 
when  moved  upon  by  the  Holy  Ghost; 
and  then  showing  forth  afterwards  an 
increase  of  love  toward  him  whom 
thou  hast  reproved,  lest  he  esteem 
thee  to  be  his  enemy; 

That  he  may  know  that  thy  faith- 
fulness is  stronger  than  the  cords  of 
death   (D&C   121:41-44). 

By  the  exercise  of  patience, 
long-suffering,  and  love,  the  good 
will  and  confidence  of  our  chil- 
dren must  be  won.  Time  and  un- 
derstanding must  be  devoted  to 


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teaching  and  training  them  so 
that  they  voluntarily  comply 
with  the  revealed  truths  of  the 
gospel.  Little  by  little  they  must, 
while  still  responsive  to  your 
guidance,  come  to  realize  and  ap- 
preciate that  ''men  are  that  they 
might  have  joy''  (2  Nephi  2:25). 
That,  as  the  Prophet  Joseph  said, 
"Happiness  is  the  object  and 
design  of  our  existence;  and  will 
be  the  end  thereof,  if  we  pursue 
the  path  that  leads  to  it."  Your 
children  must,  as  a  result  of  your 
guidance,  through  their  own  ex- 
perience come  to  believe  and 
know  that,  as  the  Prophet  further 
said,  ''this  path  is  virtue,  upright- 
ness, faithfulness,  holiness,  and 
keeping  all  the  commandments 
of  God"  (DHC.  V,  pp.  134-135). 
Teach  them  that,  as  Alma  told 
his  son  Corianton,  ".  .  .  wicked- 
ness never  was  happiness"  (Alma 
41:10),  and  what  Samuel  the 
Lamanite  said  to  the  wayward 
Nephites,  as  he  foretold  their 
ultimate  end  if  they  refused  to 
repent: 

...  ye  have  procrastinated  the  day 
of  your  salvation  until  it  is  everlast- 
ingly too  late,  and  your  destruction 
is  made  sure;  yea,  for  ye  have  sought 
all  of  the  days  of  your  lives  for  that 
which  ye  could  not  obtain;  and  ye 
have  sought  for  happiness  in  doing 
iniquity,  which  thing  is  contrary  to 
the  nature  of  that  righteousness  which 
is  in  our  great  and  Eternal  Head 
(Helaman  13:38). 

Somehow  we  must  get  our  chil- 
dren as  they  grow  up  to  under- 
stand these  great  truths.  We  can 
help  them  to  understand  it  by 
approving    proper    conduct    and 


by  letting  them  know  that  im- 
proper conduct  brings  sorrow. 
They  can  know  when  they  are 
three  years  old  if  they  are  taught 
properly. 

Both  our  homes  and  our  society 
will  be  put  in  order  when  and 
only  when,  by  precept  and  ex- 
ample, parents  teach  and  inspire 
in  their  children  a  wilhng  resolu- 
tion to  live  the  principles  of  the 
gospel  of  Jesus  Christ.  For  when 
one  gets  a  witness  of  their  divinity 
and  glimpses  the  joy  of  their 
promise,  he  will  pray  fervently, 
work  diligently,  and  strictly  obey 
the  commandments  of  God, 
which,  of  course,  include  the 
laws  of  the  land. 

Now,  as  I  conclude,  I  would 
like  you  to  feel  the  spirit  of  The 
Book  of  Mormon  on  this  matter 
of  training  your  children.  Speak- 
ing to  his  people  who  had  been 
moved  to  repentance,  chastened 
and  strengthened  in  their  faith 
by  his  great  farewell  address, 
King  Benjamin  thus  counseled 
and  instructed  them  concerning 
the  training  of  their  children: 


And  again  I  say  unto  you  as  I  have 
said  before,  that  as  ye  have  come  to 
the  knowledge  of  the  glory  of  God  .  .  . 
and  have  received  a  remission  of  your 
sins,  which  causeth  such  exceeding 
great  joy  in  your  souls,  even  so  I 
would  that  ye  should  .  .  .  always  re- 
tain in  remembrance,  the  greatness 
of  God  .  .  .  and  humble  yourselves 
even  in  the  depths  of  humility,  calling 
on  the  name  of  the  Lord  daily,  and 
standing  steadfastly  in  the  faith.  .  .  . 

And  behold,  I  say  unto  you  that  if 
ye  do  this  ye  shall  always  rejoice, 
and  be  filled  with  the  love  of  God, 
and  always  retain  a  remission  of  your 
sins  .... 


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And  ye  will  not  have  a  mind  to  in- 
jure one  another,  but  to  live  peace- 
ably, and  to  render  to  every  man  that 
which   is  his  due. 

And  ye  will  not  suffer  your  children 
that  they  go  hungry  or  naked;  neither 
will  ye  suffer  that  they  transgress  the 
laws  of  God,  and  fight  and  quarrel 
one  with  another,  and  serve  the 
devil    .... 

But  ye  will  teach  them  to  walk  in 
the  ways  of  truth  and  soberness;  ye 
will  teach  them  to  love  one  another, 
and  to  serve  one  another  (Mosiah 
4:11-15).   . 


I  remember  reading  this  passage 
with  one  of  my  sons  when  he 
was  still  in  Primary.  We  were 
reading  The  Book  of  Mormon  to- 
together,  a  verse  at  a  time,  he  a 
verse  and  I  a  verse.  As  we  read 
this  passage,  he  was  so  moved  by 
the  statement,  "ye  will  not  suffer 
your  children  that  they  .  .  .  trans- 
gress the  laws  of  God,  and  fight 
and  quarrel  one  with  another 
and  serve  the  devil  ..."  that,  as 
he  thought  of  some  of  his  own 
pranks,  tears  came  to  his  eyes. 
From  that  time,  until  he  grew  to 
be  a  man,  if  ever  he  was  of  a  mind 
to  quarrel,  all  we  had  to  do  was 
to  quote  this  statement,  and  his 
eyes  would  fill  with  tears. 

I  assure  you,  my  beloved  sis- 
ters, that  if  you  can  get  into  the 
hearts  and  feelings  of  your  chil- 
dren the  attitude  and  spirit  of 
this  great  sermon,  training  them 
will  be  easy.  Imbue  them  with 
the  spirit  of  the  gospel  and  our 
children  will  not  have  a  mind  to 
injure  one  another,  but  to  live 
peaceably  and  to  render  to  every- 
one that  which  is  his  due.  Teach 
them,  as  Benjamin  said,  ".  .  .  to 


walk  in  the  ways  of  truth  and 
soberness  .  .  .  teach  them  to  love 
one  another,  and  to  serve  one  an- 
other (Mosiah  4:15). 

You  know,  sisters,  if  mothers 
and  fathers  would,  under  the  di- 
rection of  the  Holy  Spirit,  strictly 
follow  the  commandments  of  the 
Lord  and  the  counsels  of  his 
prophets  to  train  up  their  chil- 
dren in  the  way  they  should  go, 
the  inhabitants  of  the  earth 
would  soon  reach  that  glorious 
state  enjoyed  by  the  Nephites 
when  "there  were  no  contentions 
and  disputations  among  them, 
and  every  man  did  deal  justly 
one  with  another,"  when  ".  .  . 
because  of  the  love  of  God  which 
did  dwell  in  .  .  .  [their]  hearts 
.  .  .  there  were  no  envyings,  nor 
strifes,  nor  tumults,  nor  whore- 
doms, nor  lyings,  nor  murders, 
nor  any  manner  of  lasciviousness 
.  .  ."  (4  Nephi  2,  15-16).  So 
blessed  were  they  that  of  them 
the  prophet-historian  said  "... 
surely  there  could  not  be  a  hap- 
pier people  among  all  the  people 
who  had  been  created  by  the 
hand  of  God"  (4  Nephi  16). 

Although  such  a  blessed  state 
seems  beyond  our  present  hope, 
let  us  not  forget  that  the  Lord 
has  given  us  the  assurance  that 
the  survivors  of  our  present  gen- 
eration will  enjoy  a  like  society. 
This  assurance  should,  and  I  be- 
lieve it  does,  give  us  a  determina- 
tion to  train  up  our  children  in 
the  way  they  should  go  that 
they,  with  us,  may  be  partici- 
pants in  the  fulfillment  of  that 
glorious  promise.  That  it  may  be 
so,  I  humbly  pray. 


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m^ 


Edith  P.  Backman 

Member,  General  Board 
of  Relief  Society 

[Address  Delivered  at  the  Relief 
Society  Annual  General   Conference, 
October  2,  1963] 

Ihis  large  sea  of  faces  is  a 
most  beautiful,  inspiring  sight, 
but  to  stand  before  you  and  ad- 
dress you,  I  can  assure  you,  is  a 
very  humbling  responsibility.  But 
it  fills  my  heart  with  gratitude 
for  The  Church  of  Jesus  Christ 
of  Latter-day  Saints,  and  for  the 
strong,  abiding  testimony  which 
is  mine  for  the  truthfulness  of 
the  Church  and  of  its  divinity. 
I  am  grateful  beyond  measure 
that  I  am  a  member  of  the  Relief 
Society,  the  greatest  women's 
organization  in  the  whole  world, 
and  I  am  grateful  for  the  oppor- 
tunity to  be  able  to  serve  with 
all  of  you  sincere,  devoted  sisters. 
My  testimony  has  become  doubly 
strong  because  of  that  association 
with  you,  serving  in  an  organi- 
zation which  has  the  highest 
ideals  and  standards  by  which  to 
live. 

We  all  know  that  even  in  a 
humble,  little  cottage,  in  a  palace, 
in  a  ward  Relief  Society,  or  a 
large  stake,  or  even  in  a  small 
branch  of  a  mission,  charity  never 


faileth.  And  what  an  appropriate 
motto  for  our  Relief  Society  as- 
sociation to  have. 

Moroni  has  given  us  a  beauti- 
ful definition  of  charity.  He  said: 
".  .  .  charity  suffereth  long,  and 
is  kind,  and  envieth  not,  and  is 
not  puffed  up,  seeketh  not  her 
own,  is  not  easily  provoked" 
(Moroni  7:45).  And  then  he 
went  on  to  say  ".  .  .  charity  is 
the  pure  love  of  Christ,  and  it 
endure th  forever;  and  whoso  is 
found  possessed  of  it  at  the  last 
day,  it  shall  be  well  with  him.  .  .  . 
if  ye  have  not  charity,  ye  are 
nothing,  for  charity  never  faileth. 
Wherefore,  cleave  unto  charity 
.  .  r  {Ibid.,  verses  46-47). 

Certainly,  our  dear  Relief  So- 
ciety sisters  cleave  unto  charity. 
They  prove  their  true  love  for 
Christ  by  following  his  admoni- 
tion, when  he  said,  "Ye  shall  do 
the  work  which  ye  see  me  do." 

This  morning  Sister  Spafford 
read  the  names  of  several  of  our 
sisters  who  are  visiting  with  us 
from  faraway  countries.  We  wel- 
come them  here,  and  we  are 
grateful  to  have  their  spirit  to 
buoy  us  up  and  to  encourage  us 
in  our  work  here,  because  we 
know  of  some  of  the  difficulties 
they  are  working  under  in  the 
faraway  missions,  and  although 
our  languages  may  be  different, 
our  hearts  are  the  same.  Our 
spirits  respond  to  the  same  love 
and  charity,  the  same  under- 
standing. Our  ideals  and  our 
aspirations  are  the  same.  Our 
desires  to  be  good  wives  and 
mothers  and  to  be  of  service  are 
the  same. 


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"CHARITY  NEVER  FAILETH" 

The  Relief  Society,  established  and  they  furnished  the  music 
by  the  Holy  Priesthood  of  God,  there  for  the  dedicatory  service 
blesses  its  sisters  everywhere  —  of  a  new  chapel.  They  had  been 
the  sisters  on  the  Indian  reserva-  given  a  promise.  Our  Heavenly 
tion,  sisters  who  are  students  or  Father  said,  "...  my  soul  de- 
wives  of  students  or  wives  of  serv-  lighteth  in  the  song  of  the  heart; 
icemen  who  are  far  away  from  yea,  the  song  of  the  righteous  is 
home,  our  sisters  at  home,  and  a  prayer  unto  me,  and  it  shall 
our  sisters  in  every  country  in  be  answered  with  a  blessing  upon 
the  world  where  the  Church  is  their  heads.''  Yes,  these  Singing 
permitted  to  function.  It  is  a  Mothers,  this  beautiful  Singing 
blessing  to  hear  their  testimonies  Mothers  chorus  that  we  have 
and  to  hear  the  reports  from  with  us  today,  and  the  Singing 
these  many  wonderful  branches  Mothers  throughout  the  Church 
of  our  Relief  Society,  and  I  hope  have  received  many  blessings 
that  the  prayer  will  be  answered  upon  their  heads  because  of  the 
in  behalf  of  those  dear  sisters  songs  of  righteousness  which 
who  were  prayed  for  this  morn-  they  have  sung  to  our  Heavenly 
ing  in  the  closing  prayer,  those  Father. 

who  are  far  away  from  us,  who  There   was   a   sister   who   was 

are  working  under  difficulty,  who  the  wife  of  a  serviceman  who  was 

have    that    same    love    for    the  away  with  her  little  family  and 

gospel  that  we  have,  may  they  her  husband  for  the  first  time, 

be  successful  in  their  efforts  and  She  was  invited  to  join  the  small 

be  able  to  accomplish  the  things  Relief   Society    that   was   organ- 

that  they  would  like  to  do.  I  was  ized    on    the    military    base    for 

thrilled  with   the   report   of   the  wives    of    servicemen.     She    said 

growth  of   the   Church  and   the  that  the  sweet  spirit  of  sisterhood 

wonderful     accomplishments     of  that  existed  there,  and  the  con- 

those  dear,  devoted,  faithful  sis-  cern  that  those  sisters  had   for 

ters    in    faraway    South    Africa,  each  other,  and  the  sweet  associa- 

Naturally,  I  have  a  tender  spot  tion,  were  a  great  source  of  com- 

in  my  heart  for  the  South  African  fort  and   joy   to   her.      She  was 

Mission  because  that  was  where  taken  seriously  ill  and  was  un- 

my    little   family    was  permitted  able    to    take    care  of  her  little 

to  go  and  serve  some  years  ago.  family  while  her  husband  was  on 

I  was  thrilled,  and  my  heart  was  duty.    The  Relief  Society  sisters 

filled    to    overflowing    when    we  came  to  her  aid.     They  prepared 

received  the  little  mission  pam-  meals  and  kept  her  home  in  order 

phlet,  and  on  the  cover  of  this  until  she  was  able  to  return  and 

was    a    picture    of    100    Singing  was  strong  enough  to  take  over 

Mothers   dressed   in   their  white  for  herself.    It  was  here  that  this 

blouses.     They   had   met  in   the  sister  realized  the  true  meaning 

beautiful  city  of  Pretoria,  which  of  sisterhood  and  of  service.  She 

is   the  capital   of   South   Africa,  bore    a    beautiful    testimony    of 


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thanksgiving    to    her    Heavenly  might,  mind,  and  strength.  With 

Father    for    her   membership    in  a  prayer  in  our  hearts,  that  with 

the  Rehef  Society.  She  said  that  tolerance,  and  with  humility  and 

she  was  grateful  to  belong  to  an  love  and  charity,  that  we  will  go 

organization    that    offers    oppor-  out  and  reach  those  sisters,  that 

tunities  for  every  member  to  be  we  may  touch  their  hearts,  that 

of  service.   And  she  appreciated  they  will  have  a  strong  desire  to 

the  compact  course  of  study  and  become  members  with  us  in  this 

the    great    amount    of   help    she  wonderful     organization,     that 

received   in    rearing   her   family,  they,  too,  may  share  in  the  glori- 

But,  above  all,  she  was  grateful  ous  blessings  which  are  ours  by 

for     the     spirituality     which     it  being  affiliated  with   the  ReHef 

brought  into  her  home.  Society  organization.  As  we  do 

Yes,   the   Relief   Society   does  this,  always  with  a  prayer  in  our 

bless  the  sisters  everywhere,  but  hearts,  let  us  keep  our  motto  in 

with    these    blessings    comes    a  mind,  that  "charity  never  faileth. 

great  responsibility.  What  about  Wherefore,  cleave  unto  charity." 

all  of  our  neighbors,  all  of  our  in-  I  am  sure  the  Lord  will  bless  us 

active  sisters,  all   of  those  who  that  our  numbers  will  increase, 

have  not  yet  caught  the  spirit  of  and  that  we  will  receive  much 

Relief  Society  work?  What  are  joy  and  happiness  because  we  are 

we  doing  about  them?  able    to   share    the   blessings   of 

I  pray  that  each  of  us  will  go  Relief  Society  with  all  of  our  sis- 

away  from  this  conference  with  ters.  I  ask  for  all  of  this  humbly, 

a  renewed  determination  to  serve  in  Jesus*  name.  Amen, 
the    Lord    with    all    our    heart, 


On  Spring  and  Love 

Mabel  Jones  Gabbott 

It  was  the  budding  season  of  the  year; 

The  brown  grass  turned  and  drank  of  sun  and  rain, 

Each  smallest  spear,  refreshed,  grew  taller  then; 

And  folded  petals  on  the  elm  tree,  near 

The  garden  gatepost  where  we  talked,  in  clear 

Denial  of  the  winter's  grasp,  began 

To  yawn  and  stretch  and  open  up  again. 

Why  does  this  first  spring  green  disappear? 

It  doesn't  really;  like  love's  first  fragileness 
That  still  remains  a  part  of  love  fulfilled. 
Spring  is  absorbed  in  summer's  richer  sheen; 
But  after  sudden  showers  when  storms  are  stilled, 
Our  frail  first  love  and  hints  of  new  spring  green 
Color  all  the  aftermath  of  stress. 


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Short  Story  Contest 


Myrtle  M.  Dean 


Someone 
to  cheer 
for 
Johnny 


Martha  Lund  planned  her  visit 
carefully.  I  won't  want  too  many 
of  my  things.  Just  enough  to  get 
along  for  a  few  weeks.  I  don't 
want  to  clutter  up  Helen's  house 
or  cause  extra  trouble.  Martha 
had  been  a  widow  almost  a  year. 
This  was  the  first  extended  visit 
she  had  made  to  any  of  her  fam- 
ilies. Now  she  planned  to  stay  a 
whole  month  with  Helen  and 
Mark  and  the  children. 

The  most  important  thing  I 
must  remember,  is  never,  not  even 
once,  to  interfere  with  the  family 
affairs  or  give  unsolicited  advice. 
I  mustn't  spoil  the  baby,  or  give 
the  children  sweet  treats  and  ruin 
their  appetites,  Martha  warned 
herself.  But  why  should  I  be  get- 
ting so  worried?  It  seems  such  a 
little  while  since  I  was  rearing  my 
own  children.  I  didn't  mind  a  few 
suggestions.  Just  a  few.  I'm  not 
old  and  fussy,  I'm  only  fifty-five. 
But  here  Helen  and  David  are 
getting  quite  large  families.  I'm 
going  down  and  just  enjoy  Hel- 
en's children. 


But  from  the  very  first  days  of 
her  visit,  Martha  found  that  it 
was  going  to  be  much  more  diffi- 
cult than  she  had  expected  to 
keep  from  speaking  out  of  turn 
about  the  children.  It  was  for 
Johnny,  the  oldest  child,  that 
caused  her  the  most  concern. 
Johnny  was  thirteen,  and  no  one 
seemed  to  try  very  hard  to  under- 
stand his  various  moods  or  put 
up  with  his  boyish  ways.  Many 
times,  Martha  felt  like  challeng- 
ing the  boy's  cause,  but  held  her 
tongue. 

There  were  three  other  children 
in  the  family.  Anne,  a  delightful 
replica  of  her  mother,  Helen, 
when  she  was  Anne's  age.  She 
was  now  ten.  Brent  was  seven, 
and  he  wore  a  wide  toothless 
smile  most  of  the  time.  Then  baby 
Carol  was  two,  an  adorable  child 
with  blue  eyes  and  dimples.  Helen 
and  Mark  seemed  content  with 
life,  and  the  whole  family  wel- 
comed Martha  warmly. 

It  was  the  very  first  afternoon 
of  her  visit.   Johnny  came  burst- 


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ing  into  the  house,  his  eyes  bright 
and  his  face  sunny. 

"Mom,  Mom,"  he  called,  *'we 
are  playing  the  Cubs  tonight  at 
five  o'clock.  It  isn't  just  a  prac- 
tice. It  is  a  real  league  game,  and 
they  are  one  of  the  best  teams." 
Johnny  had  raised  his  voice  loud- 
er than  necessary,  and  it  had 
skidded  from  high  falsetto  down 
almost  to  low  bass. 

Martha  smiled.  She  knew  that 
Johnny  had  wanted  her  to  know 
that  he  was  on  a  league  ball  team. 
He  looked  embarrassed  at  the 
way  his  thirteen-year-old  voice 
played  tricks  on  him.  She  was 
about  to  speak  when  Helen's 
words  stopped  her. 

"Johnny,  don't  shout.  I've  told 
you  before  not  to  shout,  I  can 
hear." 

"O.  K.,  I'm  sorry."  Johnny's 
voice  was  low,  and  he  turned 
away  to  avoid  Martha's  eyes. 


Martha  waited  a  moment  before 
she  could  trust  herself  to  speak. 
Then  she  addressed  herself  to 
Johnny. 

"What  place  do  you  play  on 
your  team?"  she  asked. 

"Oh,  I  play  third  base  tonight. 
Sometimes  I  pitch  for  our  team. 
Our  coach  uses  three  pitchers  so 
none  of  us  will  tire  our  arm  too 
much.  I  am  lucky  to  get  to  play 
third.  There  were  three  other 
kids  that  tried  out  for  it."  Some 
of  the  enthusiasm  had  returned 
to  Johnny's  voice  as  he  felt 
Martha's  interest. 

"That  boy,"  Helen  said  in  a 
troubled  tone  after  he  had  left 
the  room.  "Would  you  believe, 
Mother,  that  this  is  the  same 
boy?  You  remember  how  cute  he 
was  with  his  chubby  legs  and 
winsome  smile  and  dimples.  But 
now,  those  lanky  legs — his  trous- 
ers can't  keep  up  with  them,  and 


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that  sliding  squeaky  voice,  and 
he  simply  shouts  as  though  I  were 
deaf."  Helen  clasped  both  of  her 
hands  over  her  face,  as  though 
she  were  completely  baffled. 

Martha  knew  that  her  face 
showed  her  disapproval.  She 
looked  away  from  Helen  and 
choked  back  her  words  that  hur- 
ried to  her  mind.  Maybe  I  should 
tell  her  now  what  I  think.  Maybe 
it  is  my  duty  to  say  something. 
If  he  shouts,  it  is  because  no  one 
around  here  pays  any  attention 
to  him,  only  to  criticize.  Johnny 
seems  to  be  just  a  thirteen-year- 
old  nuisance,  who  eats  a  lot  and 
grows  too  fast  and  sometimes 
says  silly  things  to  get  a  little 
attention.  This  was  what  she 
wanted  to  tell  Helen  now,  but  she 
breathed  deeply,  and  after  a  mo- 
ment tried  to  make  her  voice 
sound  natural  and  speak  lightly. 
She  must  not  break  her  resolve 
already. 

"You  know,  Helen,  IVe  heard 
that  most  all  boys  reach  a  stage 
when  their  voice  slips  from  high 
C  to  low  G,  but  maybe  you  would 
like  Johnny  to  go  through  life 
talking  like  a  girl.  And  good-look- 
ing men  like  your  father  were 
once  long-legged,  growing  boys. 
His  own  mother  told  me  how  she 
was  afraid  he  was  going  all  to  legs 
when  he  was  a  kid." 

"Well,  I  do  hope  he  turns  out 
as  good  as  Dad  and  Mark," 
Helen  said  a  bit  more  cheerfully. 


An  hour  later,  Mark  came  home 
from  his  game  of  golf.  He  had 
gone  to  play  straight  from  his  of- 


fice. He  was  smiling  and  gave 
quite  a  recital  of  the  game. 

"Brad  Clark  says  I'm  doing  so 
well  ril  be  in  the  league  play  by 
late  summer.  I'm  sure  glad  you 
gave  me  those  golf  clubs  for  my 
birthday,  Helen."  Mark  went 
about  calling  loudly  from  bath- 
room to  hall  to  living  room  talk- 
ing enthusiastically  about  his 
game. 

"He  shouts  every  bit  as  loud 
as  Johnny  when  he  is  pleased 
with  himself,"  Martha  told  her- 
self. 

"Brad  Clark  is  Mark's  best 
friend.  He  says  that  the  fellows 
always  take  their  wives  along 
when  they  go  for  tournament 
playoffs.  If  Mark  makes  it,  just 
think,  I'll  get  to  go  to  Las  Vegas, 
and  California  and  even  Sun  Val- 
ley." Helen  spoke  excitedly. 

"Don't  count  your  chickens 
yet,  Helen,"  Mark  said.  "Is  din- 
ner ready?  I'm  plain  starved. 
Golfing  sure  make  a  fellow  hun- 
gry." 

"I  told  Johnny  to  be  home  by 
six  for  dinner.  It  is  almost  time," 
Helen  told  him. 

Johnny  came  in  before  dinner 
was  on  the  table.  He  hurried  in 
to  the  bathroom  to  clean  up  and 
get  out  of  his  ball  suit.  Helen 
caught  a  glimpse  of  him  and  ex- 
claimed, "Jolmny,  you  look  hke 
you  had  rolled  in  the  dirt.  Don't 
wear  that  suit  again  until  I  take 
it  to  the  cleaners." 

As  Johnny  took  his  place  at  the 
table,  Martha  knew  by  his  solemn 
face  that  they  had  lost  their  game 
to  the  Cubs.  For  once  she  was 
glad  that  everyone  paid  little  at- 


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tention  to  him  nor  questioned 
about  the  game.  Perhaps  it  might 
be  a  good  idea  to  get  Mark  to 
talking  again  about  golf. 

"Your  father  made  quite  a  hit 
at  the  golf  course  today,  Johnny," 
Martha  said.  "Tell  us  about  it, 
Mark." 

Mark  obliged  by  giving  a  mi- 
nute description  of  how  he  teed 
off  and  survived  so  many  haz- 
ards. He  had  played  eighteen 
holes,  he  said. 

Helen  laughed  heartily  as  Mark 
went  on  telling  how  his  ball  land- 
ed so  near  the  water's  edge  by  a 
little  pond  that  it  took  a  really 
miraculous  shot  to  get  it  away, 
and  it  landed  safe  near  a  cup. 
Johnny  was  smiling  and  as  en- 
thusiastic for  his  father's  skill  as 
the  rest. 

"Boy,  I'd  like  to  go  and  watch 
you  play.  Dad.  Maybe  I  could 
even  caddie  for  you." 

Just  why  can't  they  notice 
Johnny's  games  that  much?  Mar- 
tha wondered. 

A  few  days  later,  Johnny  made 
another  effort  to  gain  a  bit  of 
attention. 

"I  get  to  pitch  for  our  game 
against  the  Bears,  tonight,"  he 
said,  looking  mostly  at  his  grand- 
mother, but  watching  the  rest  of 
the  family,  too.  Helen  was  busy 
starting  dinner,  and  Martha  was 
holding  the  baby. 

"What  is  your  team  called?" 
Martha  asked. 

"We  are  the  Lions.  We  have  a 
pretty  good  team,  but  sometimes 
we  are  quite  tame  for  Lions.  We 
don't  beat  all  our  games." 


"Well,  neither  do  the  Yankees," 
Martha  said.  "One  must  learn  to 
be  a  good  loser.  That  is  half  of 
the  object  of  playing  a  game,"  she 
explained.  She  knew  that  Johnny 
was  still  smarting  imder  his 
team's  last  loss. 

"It  is  a  warm  afternoon.  You 
will  be  tired  riding  a  bike  to  the 
park.  I  will  drive  you  down  in 
my  car,  Johnny.  I  think  I'd  like 
to  watch  the  Lions  and  the  Bears 
play.  It  is  a  long  time  since  I 
watched  boys  play  ball."  Martha 
tried  to  sound  convincing. 

"Oh,  I  can  go.  Grandma.  You 
don't  need  to  take  me." 

Now  Martha  didn't  really  know 
whether  Johnny  was  afraid  he 
would  be  a  bother  to  her,  or  did 
not  want  to  be  seen  coming  to  a 
game  with  just  an  old  lady. 

"I'd  sure  like  you  to  see  our 
game,  though,"  the  boy  hastened 
to  say. 

Helen  heard  the  conversation 
and  spoke  up  promptly,  "Good- 
ness, Mother,  you  would  be  bored 
stiff.  They  are  just  a  bunch  of 
kids.  Thirteen  and  fourteeners. 
You  don't  want  to  go  and  sit  an 
hour  or  two  on  those  seats.  They 
are  just  board  benches  and  no 
back  rests." 

Right  now  is  the  time  for  me  to 
speak  up  to  Helen.  Right  now  I 
will  tell  her  that  showing  your 
interest  in  a  boy's  doings  when  he 
is  thirteen  and  unsure  of  himself 
and  the  world  he  lives  in,  is  more 
important  than  worrying  about  a 
hard  bench  to  sit  on,  or  being 
busy  with  many  little  trifles,  or 
even  a  round  of  golf  for  an  adult. 
But  no,  Helen  and  Mark  must 


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learn  this  for  themselves.  Martha 
counted  ten,  then  turned  to  John- 
ny. 

"You  know  when  my  David 
was  about  your  age,  I  went  often 
to  watch  his  team  play.  He 
pitched  sometimes,  too.  Your 
Mom  used  to  go  along.  She  liked 
to  watch  her  brother  play.  Don't 
you  remember,  Helen?" 

''I'm  afraid  it  was  Rod  Barnes 
I  was  more  interested  in  than 
Brother  Dave  or  the  game.  I  had 
a  kid  crush  on  Rod.  He  was 
catcher  and  I  thought  he  was 
cute."  Helen  laughed,  recalling 
the  days. 

"You  run  along,  Johnny," 
Martha  told  him  when  they 
reached  the  parking  at  the  ball 
park.  "Looks  as  if  they  are  about 
ready  to  play." 

Martha  felt  a  bit  self-conscious 
coming  here,  a  strange  woman 
following  a  boy  along.  She 
thought  she  would  let  him  get  on 
the  field,  then  she  would  saunter 
over  to  a  bench.  She  found  a  place 
where  she  had  a  good  view  of  the 
batter's  box  and  of  the  bases. 
There  were  quite  a  number  of 
watchers  there  already.  Mothers, 
a  few  fathers,  and  many  young- 
sters the  age  of  the  players. 

As  she  watched  Johnny  it  seemed 
that  he  knew  all  the  tricks  of  the 
big  league  pitchers  as  far  as  she 
could  tell.  He  stooped  and  picked 
up  the  rosin  bag  to  use  on  his 
palms,  then  stood  on  one  foot, 
then  turned  to  view  all  of  the 
bases  carefully  before  he  made 
a  throw  to  the  batter. 

"Hey!  Johnny,  that  was  a  swell 


curve  you  threw,"  she  heard  a  fan 
call  as  Johnny  came  in  after  the 
first  inning.  All  through  the  game 
there  were  cheers  for  him  from 
the  crowd. 

No  wonder  the  boy  comes  home 
all  excited  and  wants  his  family 
to  know  about  his  games.  Martha 
hadn't  enjoyed  anything  as  much 
as  this  game  for  a  long  time.  If 
some  of  her  enthusiasm  could  just 
seep  over  to  his  family! 

"Boy,  we  just  made  that  game 
by  a  squeak,"  Johnny  said,  as 
they  drove  home.  "Just  by  two 
runs.     I  was  scared  stiff." 

"You  did  a  mighty  fine  job 
pitching,  and  you  made  two  of 
the  runs,  too,  if  I  counted  right," 
Martha  praised  him. 

"I  heard  you  cheering  for  me. 
Grandma,  when  I  made  those 
runs.  It  sure  helps  to  hear  some- 
one cheer,"  Johnny  said. 

"Well,  and  I  heard  a  lot  of 
other  folks  cheering  for  you,  some 
5aid  you  threw  a  good  curve, 
and  a  drop  ball,  whatever  that 
means." 

"I  wish  my  folks  liked  to  watch 
me  play,  like  some  of  the  kids' 
parents  do.  I  guess  they  just  don't 
care  for  baseball.  Dad  likes  golf, 
and  Mom  is  too  busy  or  some- 
thing." Johnny's  voice  was  wist- 
ful, and  his  eyes  held  a  yearning 
that  made  Martha  have  a  choke 
come  in  her  throat. 

When  they  reached  home,  Hel- 
en was  busy  talking  to  Madge 
Call,  planning  a  progressive  din- 
ner they  were  to  head  next  week. 
Mark  was  cleaning  up  for  dinner. 
Anne  was  excited  about  a  dance 
program    she    was    in    and    was 


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dancing  about   the  living  room,  saw  the  sweet  smile  that  clung 

practicing  her  new  dance  steps,  to  his  lips. 

The  baby  was  tired  and  hungry,  "Must  have  been  some  playing 
and  even  Brent's  usual  toothless  Johnny  did  today,"  Mark  con- 
smile  was  turned  upside  down,  ceded.  "I  surely  take  my  hat  off 
Someone  had  accidently  broken  to  a  fellow  like  Dan  Hartley  who 
one  of  his  model  airplanes  that  will  take  the  trouble  to  coach  a 
afternoon.  bunch  of  kids." 

''Mother  is  a  wonderful  cook,  "Dan    is    sure    a    swell    guy," 

Madge,  she  can  help  me  think  up  Johnny  spoke  up  then, 
a  good  recipe.  We  want  something 

special,  Mother,  for  the  dessert  Martha  felt  triumphant  in  the 

for  our  dinner,"  Helen  said.  fact    that    Johnny's    game    had 

When  things  had  quieted  a  bit,  taken  up  ten  minutes  of  the  din- 

and  the  family  came  to  dinner,  nertime    conversation,    so,    when 

Martha  planned  to  talk  a  bit,  if  Mark     quite    naturally    remem- 

she   could   hold   the  floor   for  a  bered  that  he  had  been  playing 

change.    She  began  before  any-  that  afternoon,  too,  and  needed 

one  else  had  time  to  get  a  start  some    attention,    Martha    rehn- 

on  her.  quished  her  time  to  him.     Mark 

"It  was  quite  a  ball  game  today  went  into  another  vivid  play-by- 

that      Johnny's      team      played  play  account  of  his  two  rounds  of 

against  the  Bears."  Martha  raised  golf,  not  missing  any  of  the  de- 

her  voice  a  bit  louder  than  usual  tails  of  his  great  tee-offs. 

to  be  sure  to  get  attention.  Mark  is  just  a  httle  boy,  men 

"You    don't    mean    that    you  are  that  way,  I  guess,  but  can't 

went,  Grandma?"  Mark  asked  in  they  see  that  Johnny  is  a  little 

surprise.  boy,  too?    He  is  their  little  boy, 

"Certainly,    I    went,    and   you  Martha  said  to  herself  as  they  left 

should  have  seen  Johnny  pitch  the  table. 

that  game.  Why  he  threw  out-  "Tonight  is  our  last  game  of 
curves  and  in-curves  and  drop  this  season,"  Johnny  announced 
balls  and  really  kept  the  batter  that  last  week  of  Martha's  visit, 
guessing.  He  made  two  runs,  too.  "We  play  the  Tigers,  and  they 
It  was  two,  wasn't  it,  Johnny,  or  are  the  best  team  of  all." 
was  it  three?"  Martha  talked  on  Martha  felt  a  tugging  inside 
rapidly,  not  allowing  time  for  in-  her  chest  of  —  maybe  it  was  lone- 
terpolations  from  anyone  on  any  liness  at  the  thought  of  returning 
other  subject.  Even  Johnny  sat  home — home  where  there  would 
wide-eyed  and  smiling  as  she  ex-  be  only  quiet  and  no  worrying 
tolled  him.  For  a  moment  he  was  about  Johnny  and  his  problems, 
almost  believing  all  she  was  say-  And  she  was  really  going  to  miss 
ing  about  him.  As  she  stopped  hearing  the  talk  of  ball  and  din- 
talking  for  a  moment,  he  lowered  ner  parties  and  even  of  Mark's 
his   eyes   modestly,   but  Martha  golf.    She  was  glad,  too,  that  she 

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had,  so  far,  held  her  tongue  and  "I  play  on  third  tonight.  I'll 
not  really  spoken  her  mind  as  she  feel  awful  if  I  let  a  ball  go  by 
had  been  tempted  to  do  so  many  me.  Some  of  those  Tigers  are  real- 
times  here.  Now  this  was  John-  ly  tough,"  Johnny  said, 
ny's  last  season  game.  She  want-  "Lions  are  fierce,  too,"  Martha 
ed  to  see  him  play,  but  it  was  pointed  out. 

such  an  important  game  to  win  Three  of  Johnny's  teammates 

to  come  out  on  top.    She  felt  she  came  by  now  on  their  bicycles, 

could  not  bear  to  see  Johnny's  They   called   in   for   Johnny,    as 

face  if  they  lost  the  game.  they  were  all  supposed  to  get  to 

"Your    last    game,    you    say,  the  park  early  for  final  instruc- 

Johnny?"  .Martha  repeated.  tions. 

"Tonight,  did  you  say,  John-  ''My  Dad  is  bringing  a  load  of 

ny?"  Helen  jumped  up  excitedly  folks  down  in  his  station  wagon 

and  started  for  Johnny's  room,  later  for  the  game,"  one  of  the 

"Your  ball  suit  —  IVe  had  so  boys  said. 

many  things,  I  simply  forgot  your  "Mom  has  to  pick  Dad  up  at 
suit.  I'd  be  disgraced  if  you  play  his  office,  he  gets  off  just  near 
in  that  dirty  suit,  your  most  game  time,"  another  boy  re- 
important  game."  marked. 

Martha  let  Helen  finish  before  Martha  noted  that  Mark  and 

she  interrupted  her.  "You  won't  Helen  heard  the  boys  talking  and 

have  to  be  disgraced,  neither  will  looked  over  at  each  other.     She 

Johnny.     I  hope  you  will  forgive  watched  Johnny's  face,  too.     It 

my  interference,  but  I  had  some  grew  so  serious  and  she  thought 

things  that  needed  cleaning  be-  that  he  was  about  to  speak.  He 

fore  I  go  home,  so  I  took  John-  wants  to  ask  his  father  to  go  to 

ny's  suit  along."  the  game,  but  is  too  proud  to  ask 

"Oh,  Mother,  thanks.  I'd  sim-  when  his  friends  are  here.  As  he 

ply  die  if  he  went  that  dirty,"  turned  back  to  the  boys,  Martha 

Helen  spoke  in  relief.  spoke. 

"You  boys  play  real  hard  and 
I'll    bet  on   your   winning,"    she 

After  dinner  was  over,  Johnny  laughed.  "But  if  you  do  lose,  be 

got  into  his  ball  suit.  He  seemed  good  losers." 

extra  quiet  and  looked  troubled.  "Don't  talk  about  losing.  We 

Martha,  watching  him,  knew  that  gotta  win  this  one,"  the  tallest 

he  was  nervous  about  the  game,  boy   said. 

"Just  play  your  best,  Johnny.  "I  hardly  ever  let  a  swift  ball 

If  you  lose  you  will  know  you  did  pass  me  now.  My  Dad  has  been 

all  you  could.  Do  you  pitch  the  throwing  balls  to  me  for  a  week 

game  tonight?"  now,  each  evening,"  one  of  the 

"Yes,    Johnny,    you    can't    do  visitors  said, 

more  than  try  your  best,"  Mark  "Come  on,  Johnny,  or  we'll  be 

spoke  up.  late.  Let's  go."  The  boys  all  hur- 


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ried  away  and  pedaled  down  the 
street. 

Martha  felt  a  big  lump  in  her 
throat  and  a  stinging  in  her  eyes. 
She  wanted  so  much  to  see  that 
last  game.  But  she  knew  that  it 
wasn't  what  Johnny  wanted 
most.  He  wanted  his  parents  to 
witness  this  game.  She  started 
to  leave  the  room.  She  heard 
Mark  speaking  to  Helen. 

"What  kind  of  parents  has 
Johnny  got?  Helen,  we've  got  a 
boy  playing  on  that  team  tonight. 
It's  their  last  game.  Did  you  hear 
Johnny  say  this  is  the  last  one, 
and  we  haven't  been  to  one?" 

"Yes,  I  know.  We  have  surely 
let  our  boy  down,  Mark."  Helen 
was  weeping. 

"Well,  hurry  up  everybody.  We 
are  all  going  to  be  at  that  game," 
Mark  spoke  hurriedly. 


"But,  Mark,  didn't  you  say 
you  told  Brad  you  would  meet 
him  for  golf?" 

Mark  was  already  picking  up 
the  phone.  "I'm  sorry  but  I  can't 
make  it  for  golf  tonight.  Brad. 
No  —  No  —  I've  got  a  kid  play- 
ing ball  tonight  on  the  league. 
You  see  he's  already  made  league 
play,  all  on  his  own." 

"I'll  be  glad  to  stay  with  the 
baby,"  Martha  offered. 

"Oh,  no,  you  won't.  Grandma. 
Johnny  would  feel  let  down  if  you 
were  not  there  to  help  us  cheer 
for  his  team,"  Mark  told  her. 

"I'll  call  my  regular  baby  sit- 
ter, Mother.  You  are  coming 
along,"  Helen  said. 

"Yes,  and  cheer  loud  every- 
body," Mark  called.  "Just  to  see 
Johnny's  face  when  he  sees  us 
will  be  worth  a  million  dollars." 


IVIyrtle  M.  Dean,  Provo,  Utah,  who  is  already  well  known  to  readers  of  the 
Magazine,  tells  us  that  she  loves  to  write.  She  is  a  member  of  the  League  of 
Utah  Writers.  Her  first  story  was  published  in  The  Relief  Society  Magazine 
in  1925.  "Then,  for  many  years,  I  was  occupied  with  my  young  family  and 
with  Church  duties,  and  so  did  very  little  writing.  In  1948  I  was  awarded 
third  prize  in  the  Relief  Society  Short  Story  Contest,  and  in  1949  I  placed 
second,  and  second  in  1959.  I  enjoy  writing  and  divide  my  spare  moments 
with  genealogical  research  and  writing  family  histories  and  short  story  writing. 
My  husband  is  Charles  E.  Dean,  and  we  have  five  children.  Our  families  are 
our  chief  interest." 


Spring 

Rowena  Jensen   Bills 

The  brilliance  of  the  sun  came  forth 

And  focused  on  the  walk, 

Snow  became  silvery  lakes; 

And  I  heard  sparrow-talk. 

The  trees  adorned  themselves  in  buds, 

Insects  emerged  to  sing; 

March  winds  mellowed  to  a  breeze, 

Heralding  the  spring. 


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omans 


Mrs.  Esther  E.  Peterson,  a 
native  Utahn,  Assistant  Secre- 
tary of  Labor  in  the  Cabinet  of 
President  Lyndon  B.  Johnson, 
in  January,  was  given  the  addi- 
tional post  of  Special  Assistant 
to  the  President  for  Consumer 
Affairs,  with  the  special  duties 
of  ''organizing  the  consumer  and 
making  his  voice  heard."  Mrs. 
Peterson  now  holds  the  highest 
position  in  the  executive  depart- 
ment of  the  Government  ever  as- 
signed to  a  woman.  A  wife, 
mother,  and  homemaker,  Mrs. 
Peterson  has  a  wide  interest  and 
special  training  in  many  fields  of 
social  service,  and  civic  and  gov- 
ernmental affairs. 

Lesley  Frost  Ballantine,  daugh- 
ter of  poet  Robert  Frost,  whose 
death  all  America  mourned  in 
1963,  has  been  a  teacher,  a  jour- 
nalist, an  author,  a  bookstore 
proprietor,  and  a  lecturer  for  the 
State  Department  in  Spain  and 
Latin  America.  In  an  article  in 
the  December  Redhook,  "Our 
Family  Christmas,"  she  describes 
a  Christmas  when  the  Frost  chil- 
dren were  young,  and  she  lists 


Ramona  W,  Cannon 


a  group  of  choice  family  Christ- 
mas readings  that  any  family 
would  find  useful. 

Kyung  0.  Kim  is  the  only  wom- 
an  pilot  in  the  Republic  of  Korea. 
She  is  now  the  proud  owner  of  a 
new  Piper  Colt  airplane.  The 
project  was  sponsored  by  the 
International  Organization  of 
Women  Pilots,  by  a  special  com- 
mittee called  a  "Colt  for  Kim," 
which  was  organized  through  the 
efforts  of  Mrs.  Doris  H.  Renninger 
of  East  Norwich,  New  York,  and 
other  members  of  the  women 
pilots'  organization. 

Lady  Clementine  Churchill  is 
the  subject  of  a  biography.  My 
Darling  Clementine,  written  by 
Jack  Fishman,  which  is  on  the 
top-selling  list  of  books  in  Brit- 
ain, the  European  Continent,  and 
America.  Lady  Clementine,  a 
Grecian-type  beauty,  has  devoted 
her  charm,  tact,  and  intelligence 
to  her  unusual  husband,  Sir  Win- 
ston, and  to  his  turbulent  career. 
He  proudly  acknowledges  her 
contributions  to  his  life,  hap- 
piness, and  success. 


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EDITORIAL 


lurnber  3 


>A^e  are  the 

Latter-day  Saint  women  are  the  beneficiaries  of  an  inheritance  of 
ideals  realized;  of  faith  exercised;  of  virtues  richly  rewarded;  of  striv- 
ings fulfilled;  of  goals  finally  reached.  From  the  women  who  pio- 
neered in  the  beginning  days  of  the  Church,  the  women  of  today  may 
inherit  all  they  will  accept  of  the  qualities  of  womanhood. 

We  have  received  the  legacy  of  hope  when  to  hope  seemed  fruit- 
less, of  ability  to  accept  and  overcome,  of  strength  to  endure  to  the 
end,  of  work  unceasing,  of  loyalty  to  our  Father  in  heaven,  to  the 
Church,  to  loved  ones,  to  each  other.  This  legacy,  wisely  used,  can 
make  us  rich  in  blessings  in  this  Hfe  and  the  life  to  come. 

Ours  is  an  unusually  beneficient  heritage  of  love  from  a  God- 
fearing and  God-loving  ancestry.  Ours  is  the  heritage  of  testimonies 
borne  in  words  and  living  deeds.  Ours  is  a  heritage  of  courage  from 
women  who  had  to  summon  courage  in  the  depths  of  adversity  and 
trial,  sacrifice,  and  tribulation — courage  obtained  from  sublime  faith, 
unwavering  determination,  and  absolute  knowledge  of  the  divinity 
of  the  gospel. 

The  early  Relief  Society  women  were  resourceful  in  meeting 
the  vicissitudes  of  life  in  their  day.  Resourcefulness  is  a  quality 


Anna  B.  Hart 
Edith  S.  Elliott 
Florence  J.  Madsen 
Leone  G.  Layton 
Blanche  B.  Stoddard 
Evon  W.  Peterson 
Aleine  M.  Young 


Josie  B.  Bay 
Alberta  H.  Christensen 
Mildred  B.  Eyring 
Charlotte  A.  Larsen 
Edith  P.  Backman 
Winniefred  S.  Manwaring 
EIna  P.  Haymond 


Mary  R.  Young 
Mary  V.  Cameron 
Afton  W.  Hunt 
Wealtha  S.  Mendenhall 
Pearle  M.  Olsen 
Elsa  T.  Peterson 
Fanny  S.  Kienitz 


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(lie  S.  Spafford,  President 
iviarlanne  C.  Sharp,  First  Counselor 
Louise  W.  Madsen,  Second  Counselor 
Hulda   Parker,   Secretary-Treasurer 


beneficiaries 

much  needed  in  our  day.  They  achieved  patience  in  the  midst  of 
difficulty.  Patience  is  needful  to  us  in  our  complex  lives.  They, 
of  necessity,  became  industrious  and  thrifty,  with  provident  living 
their  watchword.  Industry  and  thrift  add  to  our  security  as  we,  too, 
strive  to  be  provident  homemakers.  They  learned  dependence  upon 
the  Lord,  and  prayer  guided  their  lives.  Prayer  and  dependence  upon 
the  Lord  guide  us  as  well.  To  see  the  right,  the  straight  and  narrow 
path  through  chaos  and  confusion  was  their  blessing,  and  is  our  desire. 
They  had  to  simplify  their  lives  to  a  degree  perhaps  not  expected 
of  us,  but  their  pattern  is  one  to  be  followed. 

We  in  Relief  Society  are  the  beneficiaries  of  the  Prophet's  vision, 
of  a  revelation  from  heaven  for  the  creation  of  an  organization  for  the 
women  of  the  Church.  We  are  the  beneficiaries  of  inspired  plans, 
well-defined  policies,  and  wisely  determined  procedures.  All  the 
greatness  of  the  Father's  plans  for  his  daughters  is  ours  to  enjoy. 

This  is  our  inheritance;  not  to  be  squandered  but  to  be  built 
upon.  This  is  our  treasure;  not  to  be  buried,  but  to  be  increased. 
This  is  our  inspiration;  not  to  be  snuffed  as  a  candle,  but  followed 

— L.  W.M. 


Elizabeth  B.  Winters 
LaRue  H.  Resell 
Jennie  R.  Scott 
Alice  L.  Wilkinson 
LaPriel  S.  Bunker 
Irene  W.  Buehner 
Irene  C.  Lloyd 


Hazel  S.  Cannon 
Hazel  S.  Love 
Fawn   H.  Sharp 
Celestia  J.  Taylor 
Anne  R.  Gledhill 
Belva   Barlow 
Zola  J.  McGhie 


Oa  J.  Cannon 
Lila   B.  Walch 
Lenore  C.  Gundersen 
Marjorie  C.  Pingree 
Darlene  C.   Dedekind 
Cleone  R.  Eccles 


183 


The  American  Red  Cross  and  Its  Blood  Donor  Program 


k 


Perkins  McGuire 

Volunteer  National  Co-Chairman 

1964  Campaign  for  Members  and  Funds 

The  Americ^  Nationa^  Red  Cross 

The  keys  to  the  success  of  the  Red  Cross  Blood  program  are  the 
individual  donor  and  the  spirit  of  giving  which  motivates  him  to  make 
an  investment  in  living.  It  is  this  same  universal  spirit  of  brother- 
hood which  makes  the  humanitarian  work  of  the  Red  Cross  possible 
everywhere  in  the  world.  This  makes  it  possible  for  the  American 
Red  Cross  to  operate  the  largest  blood  program  in  the  world,  totally 
through  voluntary  donors,  providing  about  fifty  per  cent  of  the  whole 
blood  used  in  the  Nation. 

To  help  keep  pace  with  the  increased  blood  needs  of  the  Nation 
brought  on  by  rises  in  population  and  medical  advances,  the  Red 
Cross  is  carrying  on  extensive  research  in  three  broad  areas:  main- 
taining a  rare  blood  donor  file;  long-time  preservation  of  blood  by 
freezing;  and  research  in  fractionation — the  discovery  and  refinement 
of  blood  components  which  are  necessary  in  certain  diseases.  Gamma 
globulin  prevents  and  modifies  some  diseases;  serum  albumin  com- 
bats shock;  fibrinogen  controls  hemorrhaging  in  certain  conditions. 

The  gift  of  blood  is  a  two-way  miracle  which  heals  the  receiver, 
and  blesses  the  giver  with  the  wonderful  satisfaction  that  can  come 
only  from  helping  someone  else  to  live. 


Announcing  the  Special  April  Short  Story  Issue 

The  April  1964  issue  of  The  Relief  Society  Magazine  will  be  the  special  short 
story  number,  with  four  outstanding  short  stories  being  presented.  All  of  the 
authors  of  these  stories  are  being  featured  as  story  writers  for  the  first  time 
in  the  Magazine,  and  their  places  of  residence  indicate  the  widespread  geo- 
graphical distribution  of  Latter-day  Saint  women  interested  in  contributing  to 
The  Relief  Society  Magazine.  Watch  for  these  stories  in  April: 

"More  Blessed  to  Receive,"  by  Nita  Ellis,  Penarth,  Glamorganshire,  South  | 

Wales 
"The  Storm,"  by  Lila  Spencer,  Saskatoon,  Saskatchewan,  Canada 
"Please,  Not  This  One,"  by  Merle  E.  Feriante,  San  Mateo,  California 
"Be  Yourself,"  by  Betty  G.  Spencer,  American  Fork,  Utah 


184 


Don't  you 
love  your 

sisters! 


Margaret  Russell 

We  were  standing  on  our  respec- 
tive porches,  chatting.  I,  broom 
in  hand,  had  just  remarked  on 
the  lovely  day.  She  had  agreed 
that  it  was  indeed  lovely  and, 
pulling  on  gloves,  mentioned  that 
she  was  going  to  see  her  sister. 

I  said,  "Wonderful!  I  envy 
you." 

She  said,  "You  should.  My 
sister  is  a  doll."  Then,  obviously 
speaking  from  the  heart,  she  said 
it. 

"Don't  you  just  love  your 
sisters  r' 

The  remark  warmed  me  at 
the  time  and  has  rewarmed  me 
many  times  since.  I  have  come 


to  the  conclusion  that  the  sister 
relationship  is  one  of  the  very 
precious  things  of  this  world. 

I  was  third  in  a  family  of  five 
girls,  so  I  have  always  had  sisters. 
One  of  my  first  memories  involves 
hiding  behind  a  door  after  a 
punishment,  with  a  hand  sudden- 
ly reaching  around  with  an  offer- 
ing of  candy.  I  can  also  remember 
walking  to  that  exciting,  but 
rather  frightening  place  known 
as  school,  with  that  same  hand 
firmly  holding  mine.  And  I  can 
recall  quite  clearly  —  the  mo- 
ment still  generates  a  glow  — 
a  tiny  sister  sitting  on  my  moth- 
er's lap,  smiling  and  holding  out 
her  hands. 

We  were  a  noisy,  active  group. 
My  father  taught  school  in  small 
Wyoming  towns,  and  we  were 
always  piling  into  the  car  to  take 
a  trip  up  to  Five  Springs  or  out 
into  the  badlands.  Once  we  took 
a  wrong  turning  and  became  lost, 
going  on  and  on  into  the  night 
with  the  headhghts  boring  into 
the  darkness  and  the  stars  blaz- 
ing out  above.  After  a  time  the 
moon  rose.  It  was  enormous  and 


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MARCH  1964 

deep  red  in  color.  Somewhere  on  age  and  to  "do"  hair.  She  also 

the  mountain  there  was  a  forest  directed  the  singing  in  the  Pri- 

fire!   The  car  became  very  still,  mary  at  eleven  years  of  age  and 

with  only  an  occasional,  cryptic  played  the  piano  a  year  or  two 

remark  from  one  of  our  parents  later.  She  is  presently  a  resident 

to  break   the  silence.    Suddenly,  of  Albuquerque  where  she  gives 

without  any  need  for  consulta-  away  everything  she  owns  that 

tion,  we  girls  joined  hands  and  isn't   nailed   down.    She   remem- 

bowed  our  heads  in  prayer.  bers  birthdays,  keeps  family  rec- 

We  loved  to  sing  and  did  so  ords,  and  is,  I  can  say  without 

almost    every    evening.    To    this  equivocation,   the  kindest,   most 

day,  five  minutes  after  any  two  thoughtful  individual  I  have  ever 

or  more  of  us  get  together,  the  known. 

house   is    likely    to    be   bursting  Orvilla,  the  fourth  one  of  our 

with  song.  group,  had  blue  eyes  and  dark 

My  oldest  sister  was  very  pop-  hair  worn  in  ringlets.  Mother 
ular  with  the  boys.  She  was  very  dampened  the  hair  every  morn- 
popular  with  me,  also,  as  she  ing  and  brushed  the  ringlets 
was  almost  never  without  a  box  into  place  around  her  finger, 
of  candy,  often  the  kind  with  anchoring  them  with  bobby  pins. 
Brazil  nuts  in  the  middle.  She  On  below-zero,  Big-Hom-Moun- 
had  a  difficult  time,  though,  in  tains  mornings  these  ringlets 
many  ways,  because  our  parents  would  become  white  with  frost, 
being  still  young  and  tense,  were  The  other  distinctive  thing  about 
determined  to  do  their  full  duty  Orvilla  was  the  way  she  broke 
by  her.  Any  small  misdemeanor  things.  It  was  always  understood 
found  Plet  sitting,  cringing,  on  a  that  she  was  never  under  any 
chair  while  the  law  was  explained  circumstances  to  be  allowed  to 
to  her  in  no  uncertain  fashion,  carry  anything  breakable.  I  can 
Today  Plet  is  a  very  special  per-  remember  plodding  along  a  dirt 
son,  lovely  to  look  at  and  to  talk  road  one  day  with  a  httle  pest 
to,  capable  and  womanly  always,  hopping  and  jumping  about  be- 
AU  I  can  say  is  —  scoldings  and  side  me,  coaxing  and  coaxing  to 
chocolates  must  be  magic  thera-  carry  the  mayonnaise.  "I'll  be  so 
py!  careful.  I'll  hold  it  so  tight  and 

My  second  sister  was  very  par-  walk  just  like  this.  Oh  come  on, 
ticular  about  her  drawer.  I  am  please  .  .  .  ."  Finally  I  gave  it  to 
positive  that  she  had  the  position  her,  and  two  seconds  later  she 
of  each  article  duly  measured  and  tripped  over  a  rock  and  broke  it. 
recorded,  because  I  can  recall  Orvilla  lives  today  in  California, 
investigating  with  the  greatest  of  in  a  small  ward.  She  has  a  black- 
care  and  still  having  to  flee  for  board  in  her  kitchen  that  is  al- 
my  life  later.  Carol  was  always  ways  filled  with  notations  of  the 
very  efficient  and  talented.  She  things  she  had  to  do  this  week, 
learned  to  bake  bread  at  an  early  She  writes  rather  droll,  tongue- 

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DON'T  YOU  LOVE  YOUR  SISTERS! 

in-cheek  letters  about  the  goings-  the  least  degree  critical  of  any- 

on  in  the  Golden  State.  one. 

Ruth  was  our  baby.  She  still  is.  These,  then,  are  my  sisters.  My 
I  wonder  if  it's  this  way  with  blood  sisters.  Any  time  I  see  any 
all  families.  We  five  have  been  one  of  them  I  am  gloriously 
adults  for  many  years,  but  Plet  happy,  and  we  talk,  talk,  talk, 
is  still  the  "big''  sister,  and  Ruth  And  now  I  come  to  the  thought 
is  the  ''baby."  We  look  to  Plet  that  inspired  this  article, 
for  a  certain  amount  of  guidance  I  was  sitting  in  Relief  Society 
and  are  all  rather  free  with  our  one  Tuesday,  enjoying  and  be- 
advice  to  Ruth.  Anyway,  be  that  ing  mellowed  by  an  exceptionally 
as  it  may,  Ruth  was  a  very  satis-  fine  social  science  lesson.  My 
factory  little  one,  singing  about  eye  fell  on  one  sister  who  is  so 
"Master,  the  tempest  is  raging;  stalwart  and  good,  upon  sisters 
the  pillows  are  tossing  high,"  who  have  devoted  their  lives  to 
and  other  interesting  things.  She  others,  a  sister  who  has  three 
was  always  bringing  cats  home  sons  on  missions;  the  members  of 
and  producing  them  from  be-  our  presidency,  who  shoulder  so 
hind  her  back  with  a  heartfelt  uncomplainingly  the  heavy  bur- 
ple-e-ese!  This  method  had  never  dens  of  work  that  their  offices 
worked  with  us  older  girls,  but  entail,  whose  sweet  spirits  do 
it  did  with  Ruth.  It's  a  wonder,  much  to  insure  that  our  meet- 
though,  that  we  didn't  kill  her.  ings  are  always  inspirational  and 
By  the  time  she  came  along  the  worthwhile.  As  I  looked  at  these 
rest  of  us  were  climbing  the  cot-  sisters  and  the  many  other  dear 
tonwoods  and  walking  the  ridge-  ones  present  that  day,  I  felt  the 
pole  of  the  barn  with  no  trouble  same  glow  of  love,  the  same 
at  all.  As  soon  as  Ruth  could  spiritual  closeness  that  I  feel  for 
toddle  we  dragged  her  along.  I  my  physical  sisters.  And  I  re- 
was  so  used  to  romping  around  alized,  as  I  mentioned  earlier, 
on  top  of  the  bam  that  I  could  the  preciousness  of  the  relation- 
not  understand  why  neighbor  ship,  and  felt  extremely  blessed 
children  acted  nervous,  or  why  for  having  sisters  in  such  abun- 
Ruth  slipped  once  and  hung,  her  dance. 

skirt  attached  to  a  nail  on  the  The   picture    came   to    me    of 

edge  of  the  roof,  until  rescued.  Relief  Societies  meeting  all  over 

Ruth  now  has  six  little  ones  of  the  world  all  of  them  attended 

her  own.  We  talk  together  on  the  by   women  who   are   striving   to 

phone  nearly  every  day,  and  her  live  the  principles  of  the  gospel, 

remarks  are  always  interspersed  all  united  by  a  spiritual  tie.  How 

with   little   "careful-there-Louis"  wonderful  it  is  to  be  associated 

and  "well-go-get-the-mop,  dear."  together!   I  am  sure  that  all  of 

She  has  an  almost  limitless  ca-  you,  everywhere,  say  it  with  me. 

pacity  for  love  and  patience  and  Love  our  sisters?  Oh,  indeed, 

she  is  never,  believe  it  or  not,  in  indeed  we  do. 


187 


More 

value 

than 

many 

sparrov^s 

Margaret  Woods 
Wallsall,  Staffordshire,  England 


The  old  lady  sat  rocking  in  her  chair  before  the  open  window.  This 
had  been  such  a  strange  country  to  her  once.  Many  years  ago,  she 
had  left  behind  well-known  and  dear  associations,  in  order  to  seek 
greater  happiness  and  love.  The  new  life  had  sometimes  caused  her 
pain  and  many  sacrifices,  but  now  she  had  come  to  think  of  England 
as  home. 

Blackbird  was  one  of  her  delights,  these  days.  He  would  sit  on 
an  adjacent  roof  and  peep  at  her  through  the  kitchen  window  or 
perch  on  the  huge  stone  by  the  path,  and  almost  demand  his  break- 
fast. 

''Vat  a  child  he  is,"  the  old  lady  would  say  to  herself  as  she 
took  corn  and  soaked  bread  out  to  the  lawn  in  the  back  garden. 
"I'll  go  and  dig  for  vorms  later  on,  zen  he  can  really  enjoy  himself." 

One  day,  when  she  went  out  to  feed  the  waiting  birds,  the 
garden  glistened  with  frost.  The  bare  branches  now  wore  attractive 
white  garments  and  the  fence,  along  which  the  sparrows  perched, 
was  swathed  in  delicately  frosted  spiders'  webs.  It  all  looked  so 
beautiful;  but  the  ground  was  hardening  and  the  lily  pond  was 
thinly  frozen  over. 

''Neffer  mind,"  said  the  old  lady,  "you  shall  have  all  the  scraps 
of  fat  and  I'll  buy  some  suet  for  you,  ven  I  go  to  town." 

The  winter  progressed  and  soon  the  snow  hung  heavily  on  the 
roof  tops,  but  the  old  lady  faithfully  kept  her  promises  to  the  black- 
bird. It  was  a  difficult  task.  The  scavengers  and  birds  of  prey  would 
spot  the  food  and  seize  it  the  minute  it  was  placed  outside  and,  in 
order  to  protect  himself,  blackbird  hid  in  the  bushes,  waiting  his 
opportunity.  This  made  it  hard  work  for  the  old  lady.  She  expended 


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MORE  VALUE  THAN  MANY  SPARROWS 

herself  to  the  limit  in  persisting  to  place  new  food  on  her  lawn  the 
minute  the  last  meal  was  devoured.  In  this  way,  blackbird  and  the 
more  timid  ones,  such  as  dainty  thrush  and  cheeky  robin,  were 
able  to  pick  up  the  crumbs  that  were  left  after  the  attack  of  the 
tough  fellows  was  over. 

The  morning  came,  however,  when  the  old  lady  could  not  leave  her 
bed.  She  tried,  desperately,  but  the  pain  in  her  chest  and  the  weight 
of  her  limbs  was  too  great. 

''You  won't  forget  to  feed  my  blackbird,  will  you?*'  she  would 
say  to  those  who  came  to  tend  her  each  day.  But  she  knew  that 
although  the  bird  would  be  fed,  as  she  had  asked,  that  it  needed  the 
continual  feeding  of  one  who  really  cared  and  loved  to  be  sure  that 
the  weaker  ones  received  enough. 

''How  is  blackbird  faring?  Has  he  been  seen  today?" 

But  others  did  not  share  her  interest,  although  she  knew  they 
meant  well. 

The  time  came  when  the  old  lady  was  well  again  and  able  to 
leave  her  bed.  She  looked  repeatedly  for  her  beloved  bird,  but  he 
never  came. 

"He  must  be  finding  his  food  elsewhere,'*  she  decided.  "He  has 
forgotten  how  I  loved  and  cared  for  him.  He  might  be  ...  .  Oh,  no! 
Not  that.  "But  she  wondered  if  he  could  have  died  from  hunger  be- 
cause of  the  neglect  of  other  people.  She  hoped  not  and  continued 
to  place  food  outside  each  day. 

Then,  one  morning,  she  saw  robin  hopping  about,  eyeing  the 
food  from  a  distance.  Retreating  quickly  to  the  house,  she  stood  in 
the  shadows  and  watched  through  her  kitchen  window.  To  her  de- 
light, she  saw  him  —  her  blackbird.  She  knew  it  was  he  because  of 
the  odd  little  way  he  drooped  one  wing.  He  had  come  back!  Oh! 
How  happy  she  was.  She  wanted  to  rush  out  to  him,  but  knew  she 
must  wait  for  him  to  become  tame  again.  It  would  be  a  slow  process, 
but  if  she  was  careful  and  diligent,  he  would  again  peep  at  her 
through  the  window  and  peck  the  tidbits  she  dug  up  for  him. 

She  spent  the  springtime  in  fostering  again  his  love  and  was 
pleased  to  see  his  gentle  brown  wife.  The  leggy  thrushes  and  robin 
redbreasts  were  now  also  frequent  visitors  to  her  garden,  along  with 
the  many,  inevitable  sparrows. 

One  mild,  summer  evening,  she  sat  rocking  in  her  chair  by 
the  open  window.  There  had  been  a  gentle  rain  shower  which  had 
refreshed  the  flowers  and  leaves,  and  now  the  red  evening  sun 
splashed  the  western  sky.  The  old  lady's  heart  filled  with  gratitude 
and  pleasure  as  she  heard  what  was  to  her  the  most  beautiful  sound 
in  all  the  world  —  the  song  of  blackbird  as  he  sat  high  in  the 
elder  tree,  flinging  his  regained  message  to  the  wide,  glowing  sky. 

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insiae  cina  ou 


Who  Plants  a  Garden? 

Eva  Willes  Wangsgaard 


I  love  a  flower  garden.  Gardens  hold 

Our  yesterdays,  todays,  and  coming  years. 

Who  plants  a  garden  watches  time  unfold 

As  sharply  pointed  as  the  iris  spears. 

Her  loving  hands  preside  at  beauty's  birth. 

She  sees  a  plan  become  a  living  scene 

Replete  with  color  rooted  deep  in  earth 

As  warm  as  flame  or  cool  as  ivy  green. 

She  garners  strength  and  peace  of  mind  from  soil, 

Becomes  an  intimate  with  sun  and  wind, 

Forgets  her  pain,  her  sorrow,  and  her  toll, 

Renews  her  faith,  herself  is  disciplined. 

A  gardener's  eyes  reveal  a  forward  look 

And  patience  learned  from  wisdom's  ancient  book. 


The 
World's  Favorite 


Roses 


Dorothy  J.  Roberts 


Of  all  the  flowers  on  the  earth,  the  rose  has  probably  had  the 
longest  and  closest  association  with  man.  It  is  believed  to  be  the 
first  flower  brought  under  cultivation  and  has  the  most  extensive 
written  record,  dating  back  thousands  of  years. 

Rose — the  word  is  the  mother  of  romance  and  legend.  It  is  the 
symbol  of  perfection  and  love.  Roses  graced  the  gardens  of  kings 
and  climbed  the  cottages  of  the  poor.  Roses  are  a  part  of  our  life  and 
our  heritage.  People,  places,  and  things  wear  the  word  rose  in  their 
names.  Roses  abound  in  literature  and  music,  as  well  as  in  the 
gardens  of  the  world.  They  are  grown  extensively,  not  only  for  their 
beauty  but  for  perfume  and  flavorings,  for  medicines  and  vitamin 
C  content  of  the  rose  hips. 


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MARCH  1964 


It  is  believed  that  the  rose  originated  in  Central  Asia;  then 
spread  to  North  America,  to  west  Asia  Minor,  and  Europe.  There  is 
evidence  that  a  garden  rose  was  cultivated  in  Greece  about  the  fifth 
century  B.C.  and  in  Chinese  gardens  a.d.  1000. 

The  Moors,  invading  Spain,  brought  with  them  roses  they  had 
discovered  in  Syria.  One  was  the  first  yellow  rose  to  appear  in 
Europe,  the  climbing  Cathay  Rose.  Crusaders  brought  back  roses; 
merchants  carried  roses  from  country  to  country,  and  from  con- 
tinent to  continent.  Out  of  the  long  and  tangled  history  of  the  rose 
some  facts  emerge.  Though  most  wild  roses  are  pink  or  white, 
wall  paintings  in  Crete,  4000  years  old,  -depict  the  "Persian  Yellow" 
rose. 

Gardeners  all  over  the  world  have  cultivated  and  crossed  and 
recrossed  roses  to  bring  us  finally  the  magnificent  hybrid  tea  roses, 
the  reigning  queens  of  our  gardens  today. 

The  horticultural  named  varieties  are  divided  loosely  into  two 
classes: 

1.  The  Hybrid  Perpetuals   (the  old  garden  roses) 

2.  The   Hybrid   Tea   Roses   —   now   the   world's   favorite    roses    (these 
include  climbers  and  tree  roses) . 

The  rose  of  the  year  1964  is  the  magnificent  "World's  Fair 
Salute,"  a  rich  red  beauty  of  perfect  form.  This  rose,  with  previous 
"Roses  of  the  Year"  —  "South  Seas,"  "Tropicana"  —  and  others 
will  be  on  special  exhibit  at  the  World's  Fair  in  New  York. 

GROWING  ROSES 

Buy  good  stock.  Consult  your  nurseryman  if  disease  develops. 
Water  deeply  once  a  week.  Have  good  drainage.  If  you  sprinkle, 
do  so  early  enough  in  the  day  so  that  the  bushes  will  dry  before 
sunset  to  avoid  mildew.  Slipping  roses  can  be  very  successful.  For 
a  slip,  either  tear  off  or  clip  off  a  stem  from  a  most  beautiful  rose  — 
with  six  sets  of  leaves.  Clip  off  the  three  bottom  leaves;  now  plant 
so  that  only  the  three  top  leaves  are  above  ground.  Cover  with  an 
inverted  glass  jar  and  keep  damp  until  the  second  year.  Put  a  thin 
wash  of  mud  in  the  bottle  in  the  hot  summer  months  to  temper 
the  sun.  These  "bottle-babies"  can  be  transplanted.  Libraries  can 
acquaint  you  further  with  the  vast  world  of  roses. 

Some  gardeners  recommend  afternoon  as  the  best  time  for 
cutting  roses  for  bouquets.  Plunge  them  into  lukewarm  water  — 
never  cold  —  up  to  their  necks.  Change  them  daily  to  fresh,  luke- 
warm water. 


VIEW  IN  MUNICIPAL  ROSE  GARDENS,  PORTLAND,  OREGON 

TRANSPARENCIES   BY    L.    PAUL    ROBERTS 


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PINK  PARFAIT  ROSE 

"Pink  Parfait,"  one  of  the  1961  winners,  is  particularly  showy  for  mass 
planting.  It  bears  abundantly;  has  pink  petals,  frosted  with  white  at  tips  and 
base,  and  is  beautiful  in  bud  and  as  a  full-bloom  rose,  with  its  gold  heart  and 
its  curled,  white-frosted  petals. 


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TROPICANA  ROSE 

"Tropicana,"  1963  winner,  has  won  the  most  prizes  —  thirteen  international 
awards.  Seldom  a  new  color  bursts  on  the  world  of  roses,  and  in  such  a  perfect 
plant  —  a  brilliant,  almost  fluorescent,  pure  orange- red.  Medium  large,  very 
full,  fragrant,  very  vigorous,  tall;  tough,  glossy  foliage.  Non-fading.  May 
attain  the  popularity  of  **Peace." 


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SOUTH   SEAS   ROSE 


PEACE  ROSE 


"South  Seas,"  1962  winner,  is  very 
large  and  a  very  full,  warm,  rich  pink, 
faintly  washed  with  deeper  pink. 
Beautiful  from  bud  to  maturity,  very 
hardy,  disease  and  mildew- resistant, 
as  are  all  award  winners,  tested  for 
years  before  marketing.  Blooms  pro- 
fusely. 


"Peace,"  1945  winner  from  France, 
named  at  close  of  World  War  II, 
with  a  9.6  rating  of  a  possible  10 
points,  is  still  the  world's  most  popu- 
lar rose.  Light  to  deep  yellow,  with 
pale  to  deep  cerise  pink  toward  petals' 
edges,  fading  almost  to  white  and 
pale  pink  in  maturity.  Very  vigorous, 
very  large,  very  full,  deep  green, 
glossy  foliage.  Profuse  bloom. 


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THE    MATTERHORN,    SWITZERLAND 


TRANSPARENCY    BY   TOM    ELLIOTT 


Curled  in  Seed 

Alice   Morrey  Bailey 

More  than  beauty  wraps  these  slopes  in  white 
From  creek  to  peak,  from  crag  to  river-bed. 
A  blanket,  this,  against  the  winter  night, 
Suspending  floods  from  which  the  streams  are  fed. 
And  snug  beneath,  in  caves  and  hollow  trees. 
The  mountain  mothers  feed  their  young.  The  pine 
Is  printed  in  the  nut,  honey-drowsed  are  bees. 
And  curled  in  seed  Is  fragile  columbine. 

And  soon  the  sun's  slow  wheeling  toward  the  north 
Will  melt  the  sterile  waste  deep  to  the  roots. 
When  bright-eyed  babies  of  the  woods  come  forth, 
And  limbs  are  tender-green  with  new-leafed  shoots, 
These  hills  will  burst  to  life,  for  down  below, 
Awaiting  warmth,  is  spring  in  embryo. 


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TRANSPARENCIES    BY    ROBERT    PEASE 


Painting 


with  Glass 


Florian   H.   Thayn 

VS^HAT  does  a  thrifty,  talented  woman  do  with  old  broken  glass 
dishes,  empty  pop  bottles,  or  scraps  of  colored  glass?  In  College 
Park  Ward,  Washington  Stake,  she  saves  them,  guards  them  jealously, 
and  sorts  them  carefully  into  dozens  of  shoe  boxes!  If  a  long- 
suffering  husband,  who  has  patiently  seen  her  through  the  tin-can- 
used-flash-bulb-tree-ornament  phase,  asks  Why?  she  calmly  explains: 
"A  lovely  picture  is  being  created  from  practically  nothing."  From 
there  the  conversation  gets  more  complicated,  or  unbelievable,  de- 
pending upon  his  past  experiences  with  unfinished  projects! 

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PAINTING  WITH  GLASS 

Pictures  from  glass  are  a  creation  of  Betty  Beesley  Huber,  ward 
work  meeting  leader.  It  all  began  over  two  years  ago  when  she 
visioned  the  artistic  possibilities  of  the  use  of  tiny  pieces  of  glass 
to  create  a  three-dimensional  mosaic  picture  lovely  enough  to  hang 
in  simple  rooms,  or  sufficiently  striking  to  decorate  lavish  homes 
and  offices.  Her  daughter,  Sharon  Huber  Carter,  sketched  the  de- 
signs, and  from  the  ideas  of  this  mother-daughter  team  have  grown 
a  most  unusual  activity  for  the  College  Park  Relief  Society  and 
a  blossoming  business  for  the  Huber-Carter  team. 

The  process  for  this  art  is  the  result  of  much  study  and  experi- 
mentation. Nearly  a  year  was  spent  finding  the  proper  adhesive. 
The  popular  glues  commonly  used  by  housewives  to  mend  broken 
dishes  and  wobbly  furniture  failed,  as  did  the  cements  and  epoxy 
glues.  Finally,  a  jeweler's  cement  was  found,  which,  when  properly 
applied,  holds  the  glass  secure. 


Collecting  the  Glass 

As  with  most  arts,  it  is  the  time  that  is  the  expense.  Hours  and 
hours  have  been  spent  collecting  the  glass  and  processing  it.  The 
most  easily  obtained  colors  in  glass  are  found  in  broken  bleach 
bottles  and  in  green  soft-drink  bottles.  The  bright  blue  found  in 
magnesia  bottles  and  other  containers  is  a  favorite  color.  The  pinks 
found  in  cheap  dishes  from  second  hand  stores  or  in  variety  stores  are 
most  welcome.  One  sister  brought  in  the  parts  of  a  once  lovely  orange 
iridescent  bowl  and  said  her  sorrow  at  breaking  it  faded  when 
she  realized  she  could  use  it  in  the  pictures!  Sister  Huber  accidentally 
broke  a  family  heirloom,  a  cut  glass  bowl,  which  couldn't  be  mended. 
The  pictures  that  have  bits  of  that  bowl  in  the  design  are  a  pioneer 
treasure! 

Another  sister  enlisted  her  relatives  and  spent  part  of  her  vaca- 
tion time  gathering  glass  in  Upstate  New  York.  A  broken  chandeHer 
she  found  in  the  attic  of  an  old  hotel  supplied  the  marbleized  ''cobble- 
stones" for  a  fifty-two  inch  long  picture,  Camelot.  She  also  discovered 
a  discarded  automobile  windshield  that  broke  perfectly  into  honey- 
combed pieces.  The  glass  was  used  to  give  depth  and  texture  to  a 
delightful  seahorse. 

While  much  of  the  glass  is  obtained  without  cost,  unusual  and 
bright  colors  are  expensive  purchases  from  stained  glass  dealers. 
The  milk-white  glass  of  broken  milk  glass  or  from  face  cream  jars 
gave  a  jolly  clown  perfect  "makeup."  About  the  only  glass  that  is 
not  satisfactory  is  the  clear  white  kind  found  in  most  kitchen 
tumblers,  jelly  glasses,  or  white  pop  bottles,  because  there  is  no 
reflection  or  depth  from  such  glass.  Some  colored  marbles  have  been 
used  (when  broken  in  smaller  pieces),  as  special  accents. 

Preparing  the  Glass 

The  accumulated  glass  is  placed  in  a  450-500°  oven  for  30  to 
40  minutes  to  heat  it  thoroughly.  Carefully  it  is  removed  with 
kitchen  tongs  and  hot  pads  and  immediately  plunged  into  a  bucket 
of  cold  water.  The  intense  heating  and  quick  cooling  cause  the  glass 
to  spackle  and  to  break  easily  without  causing  sharp  needle  splinters 
that  result  when  unheated  glass  is  pounded. 

For  ease  in  sorting,  only  one  color  of  glass  should  be  placed 
in  a  bucket  at  a  time,  but  several  pieces  may  be  chilled  at  one  time. 
(There  have  been  no  accidents,  since  caution  has  always  been  used 
in  removing  the  hot  glass  from  the  oven.  A  lid  may  be  placed  over 
the  bucket  in  case  the  cracking  glass  jumps.) 

The  cold  glass  is  placed  on  pads  of  newspapers,  and  the  flat 
side  of  a  hammer  is  used  to  break  it  into  small  pieces.  Again,  caution 
should  be  used.  Small  children  should  be  kept  away  from  this  pro- 
cess. Even  the  glass  that  is  nearly  powdered  in  the  breaking  process 
is  saved  and  used.  In  this  project,  there  just  isn't  any  waste! 

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Preparing  the  Picture  Background 

The  next  step  is  to  obtain  a  sturdy  picture  frame.  Brother  Ralph 
Huber  was  recruited  to  miter  comers  and  to  make  some  odd-dimen- 
sioned frames,  but  the  sisters  also  searched  many  fun  hours  in  second- 
hand shops  and  old  barns,  and  watched  for  sales  to  find  the  coveted 
frames  at  the  best  prices.  The  frames  must  be  sufficiently  strong 
to  hold  the  weight  of  the  glass  and  the  plywood  backing  to  which 
the  glass  is  glued. 


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"Painting"  the  Glass  Picture 

A  white  or  egg-shell,  plain  textured  drapery  fabric  has  been 
found  the  most  satisfactory  background  on  which  to  work.  The 
material  is  tacked  and  glued  to  plywood  cut  to  fit  the  frame.  The 
outline  of  the  design  is  lightly  sketched  in  pencil  on  the  cloth,  and 
then  the  tedious,  but  rewarding  task  of  placing  the  hundreds  of 
pieces  of  glass  begins.  The  design  is  first  laid  out  without  glue  so 
that  it  can  be  altered  and  changed  to  satisfy  one's  artistic  taste.  It 
is  important  to  know  where  and  how  the  glass  should  be  placed 
before  the  glue  is  applied  because,  once  the  glue  is  on,  the  pieces 
are  there  to  stay.  Care  must  be  used  to  keep  any  glue  off  the  fabric 
where  no  glass  is  desired. 

The  glass  does  not  adhere  well  if  too  large  pieces  are  used,  or 
if  plenty  of  glue  is  not  used,  or  if  the  glue  is  not  also  placed  on  ad- 
joining pieces.  By  using  many  small  pieces  close  together,  the  effect 
of  feathers,  wind  in  ships'  sails,  or  various  textures  can  be  achieved. 
Sometimes  the  glass  seems  to  be  placed  two  or  three  layers  deep, 
but  this  illusion  comes  from  the  variations  in  the  thickness  of  the 
glass. 

As  the  placing  of  the  glass  progresses,  pieces  often  must  be 
broken  to  obtain  the  correct  size.  To  keep  the  tiny  bits  from  escaping 
and  damaging  floors  where  the  work  is  done.  Sister  Huber  contrived 
a  12"  X  12"  wooden  box  with  high  sides  and  a  raised  platform  inside 
to  give  the  hammering  sisters  a  restricted  area  in  which  to  "break 
and   search!" 

Generally,  the  pictures  have  the  most  appeal  with  the  cloth 
background  left  bare,  but  a  most  attractive,  old-fashioned  bouquet 
design  was  given  depth  and  real  importance  when  the  entire  back- 
ground was  filled  with  the  pale  blue-white  found  in  a  heavy  soft 
drink  bottle.  Gold  accents  are  painted  on. 

Finally,  the  completed  picture  is  tried  in  the  frame  to  determine 
the  color  of  paint,  varnish,  or  finish  that  will  complement  the  picture. 
Many  of  the  design  ideas  are  from  advertisements,  but  many  artistic 
sisters  made  up  their  own.  It  is  of  prime  importance  to  keep  the 
design  simple  and  uncluttered,  and  careful  planning  will  determine 
whether  your  picture  is  a  craft  or  a  lovely  work  of  art.  It  can  be  a 
family  project,  with  father  and  the  older  boys  sawing  the  plywood 
and  fitting  the  frames.  The  tiniest  tot  can  watch  for  colored  glass 
bottles  to  help  make  a  friendly  clown,  a  lovable  teddy  bear,  or  a 
panting  puppy. 

A  strutting  red  rooster  of  undetermined  breed  seemed  just 
right  for  a  provincial  room.  When  he  was  duplicated  in  shades  of 
cobalt  blue  and  kelly  green,  he  was  as  modern  as  tomorrow's  weather 
forecast.  A  huge  eagle  with  his  wings  spread  has  been  a  repeat  best 
seller.  Colored  shdes  are  taken  of  each  picture  when  it  is  finished. 
These  serve  as  a  pattern  for  duplicate  orders. 

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Parleys  Sixth  Ward 

Country  Fair  Bazaar 


VaLora  M.  Anderson 


The  success  of  this  bazaar  was  due  to  the  cooperation  and  all-out 
effort  of  the  sisters  of  Parleys  Sixth  Ward  —  newly  organized  from 
parts  of  two  other  wards  only  six  weeks  prior  to  the  bazaar.  (An- 
other ward  in  Parleys  Stake  lent  the  booths  to  this  ward.) 

The  willingness  of  the  sisters  to  serve  brought  about  a  closeness 
and  spiritual  unity  that  welded  together  the  two  groups  of  our  new 
ward,  and  was,  we  felt,  a  blessing  to  our  newly  organized  Relief 
Society. 


The  following  list  of  sales  indicates  the  popularity  of  various  items: 


Candy  Booth $  345.00 

ChiH  and  Hot  Dogs  45.00 

Ham 53.00 

Salad  47.00 

Soft  Drinks 45.38 

Pizza  Pies  59.50 

Desserts 46.80 

Bakery 38.90 

Bazaar 1,420.00 


TOTAL         $  2,100.58 


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TRANSPARENCIES    BY    HAL    RUMEL 


CLOTHING  AND  ITEMS  FOR  CHILDREN 

The  curved  booths,  with  pink  and  white  canopies,  display  a  variety  of  items. 
On  the  wall  at  the  extreme  right  are  two  children's  red  and  white  striped 
pajamas  with  night  caps.  To  the  left  of  these  pajamas  are  several  muumuus 
and  handmade  aprons. 

On  the  counter  are  displayed  a  tree  of  nylon  scouring  pads  for  bathrooms, 
handmade  and  hand-decorated  bedroom  sets  for  dolls,  together  with  mattress, 
sheets,  bedspreads  and  pillows.  There  were  twelve  sets  of  these  sold  at  $15 
for  each  set,  and  many  more  could  have  been  sold. 

On  the  floor  to  the  right  is  an  old-fashioned  metal  tub,  painted  black  with 
a  bright  design.  This  is  perfect  as  a  picnic  container.  Filled  with  ice,  it  will 
keep  soda  pop  and  watermelon  cold.  Several  old-fashioned  milk  stools  and  a 
butter  tub,  decorated  in  Pennsylvania  Dutch  designs,  are  on  the  floor  in  front 
of  the  table.  At  the  extreme  right  is  a  handmade  doll  for  a  child's  bed. 


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THE  CANDY  BOOTH 

Mary  Riley,  Parleys  Sixth  Ward  Relief  Society  President,  shows  a  hand- 
painted  bucket  of  pink  popcorn  balls.  In  this  colorful  booth,  trimmed  with 
candy-striped  chintz  and  scalloped  in  white  fringe,  stands  a  green  symbolic 
pine  tree,  with  three  sets  of  shelves.  On  these  shelves,  and  on  the  booth  table, 
are  candy  containers  of  many  different  sizes  and  shapes,  displaying  the 
attractively  arranged  candies. 

There  are  many  delicious  varieties  —  Mint  Puffs,  Chocolate  Fudge,  Virginia 
Caramels,  Pecan  Rolls,  Peanut  Brittle,  and  assorted  Chocolates.  Hanging 
from  the  poles,  are  decorated  suckers  for  the  children. 

All  this  candy  was  handmade  by  the  Relief  Society  sisters. 


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DINNER  AT  THE  BAZAAR 

The  Relief  Society  room  and  the  ward  cultural  hall  were  the  scene  of  Parleys 
Country  Fair. 

The  middle  of  the  hall  was  filled  with  round-top  tables  covered  with  red  table- 
cloths. The  centerpieces  were  wicker  sleighs  pulled  by  two  reindeer,  and  filled 
with  small  pine  boughs  and  bright-colored  Christmas  balls.  These  centerpieces 
were  all  sold  at  $6  each  for  home  Christmas  decorations. 

The  walls  of  the  hall  were  lined  with  nine  booths,  covered  with  red-and-white 
and  green-and-white  candy-striped  canopies,  fringed  in  white.  From  these 
booths  food  was  served.  Two  of  these  booths  are  seen  at  the  left  of  the  picture. 

There  was  barbecued  beef  in  one  booth,  and  chili  and  hot  dogs  in  another 
booth  —  and  ham  sandwiches  made  from  piping  hot  homemade  bread  in 
another.  Pizza  pies,  baked  while  the  ward  members  watched,  were  delicious 
and  popular.  From  the  salad  booth,  tossed  green  and  fruit  salads  were  kept 
cold  on  ice  trays.  One  booth  sold  soft  drinks  and  milk.  Pie  and  cake  a  la  mode 
and  ice  cream  cones  for  the  children  were  served  at  the  dessert  booth. 


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CHRISTMAS  BOOTH 

The  colorful  Christmas  items  are  attractively  displayed  in  the  Relief  Society 
room.  On  the  walls  are  several  sheer  aprons.  To  their  right  are  children's  prayer 
reminders.  On  the  red  streamer  are  tied  white  buttons  and  a  written  poem 
which  says,  "Every  night  when  your  prayers  are  said,  take  off  a  button  and 
hop  in  bed." 

At  the  right,  on  the  table,  is  a  wooden  cookie  tree  which  can  be  used  as  a 
tray.  Two  butter  tubs  of  different  sizes,  painted  in  Pennsylvania  Dutch, 
catch  the  eye.  These  may  be  used  for  toys,  or  sewing  containers.  In  the  smaller 
tub  are  large  Santa  pencils.  Between  the  tubs  are  green  and  gold  turtle  pillows, 
with  a  music  box  inside  of  each  one.  To  the  extreme  left  is  a  tree  filled  with 
finger  puppets  and  Santa  doorknob  holders. 

The  Advent  calendar  on  the  front  of  the  tablecloth  is  made  of  burlap  with 
many  colored  pockets.  In  each  pocket  is  a  trim-the-tree  gift,  to  be  pinned 
on  the  Christmas  tree  each  night.  In  front  of  the  table,  on  a  stool,  is  a  sewing 
tree.  To  the  right  of  the  stool  stands  an  end  table  done  in  Pennsylvania  Dutch 
design.  Perhaps  the  folding  Christmas  tree,  with  its  display  of  Christmas 
paper  plates,  Advent  calendars,  and  hand-painted  cups  of  crayons  for  the 
children  attracts  the  attention  as  much  as  any  part  of  the  general  display. 


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Planning  a 
Successful  Bazaar 

Counselor  Louise  W.  Madsen 


PLAN  TO  PREPARE  CAREFULLY 

A  very  careful  organization  of  all  of  the  details  of  every  aspect  of  the 
bazaar,  is  of  first  importance  in  planning  a  successful  bazaar.  The 
Relief  Society  presidency  make  "the  first  decisions,  based  upon  a  con- 
sideration of  what  they  hope  to  accompHsh,  what  they  have  observed 
from  experience  of  past  bazaars,  what  they  have  learned  from  observ- 
ing other  bazaars,  and  what  the  sisters  in  their  society  would  learn 
from  their  participation  in  bazaar  preparation.  The  presidency  over- 
sees the  entire  proceedings,  such  as  setting  the  date,  delegating  the 
responsibilities,  and  how  to  report  procedures. 

A  General  Chairman  is  selected,  a  very  efficient  sister,  with  a 
talent  for  organization  and  the  faculty  of  arousing  enthusiastic  co- 
operation from  the  members.  Other  chairmen  will  be  needed  to  work 
under  her  direction.  Chairmen  for  various  activities,  and  for  the 
groups  of  articles  to  be  produced  may  be  called  into  the  work.  The 
following  suggested  divisions  may  be  helpful:  a  Sewing  Chairman  in 
charge  of  certain  articles  to  be  sewed  and  helpful  also  in  the  purchase 
of  materials;  a  Publicity  Chairman,  a  Bake  Sale  Chairman,  a  Candy 
Booth  Chairman,  an  Apron  Chairman,  a  Quilting  Chairman,  a  Toy 
Chairman,  a  Children's  Clothing  Chairman,  a  Dolls  and  Doll  Clothes 
Chairman,  a  Household  Linens  Chairman,  a  Christmas  Articles  Chair- 
man, a  Dinner  Chairman  (if  dinner  is  to  be  served),  a  Women's  Booth 
Chairman,  a  Men's  Booth  Chairman,  and  as  many  others  as  it  is 
decided  will  be  needed. 

These  chairmen  would  form  the  bazaar  committee.  The  com- 
mittee plans  to  use  every  available  sister  in  some  capacity,  so  that  all 
will  lend  support  and  have  a  personal  interest  in  the  success  of  the 
bazaar. 

PLAN  A  PRETTY  THEME 

The  most  attractive  bazaars  are  planned  around  a  theme  or  a 
plan  of  decoration  which  extends  to  all  booths  and  unifies  the  whole 
procedure.  There  are  Christmas  Fairs,  Harvest  Fairs,  Fall  or  Back- 
to-School  Round-Ups,  Spring  Festivals,  to  mention  only  a  few. 


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MARCH  1964 


PLAN  TO  PRODUCE  SALEABLE  ARTICLES 


The  success  of  a  bazaar  is  very  largely  determined  by  the  quality, 
the  quantity,  the  usefulness,  the  desirability,  the  beauty,  the  unusual- 
ness,  the  workmanship,  and  the  attractiveness  of  articles  for  sale. 

A  wise  presidency  has  a  record  of  the  items  found  to  be  best- 
sellers in  previous  bazaars.  The  same  articles,  somewhat  redesigned, 
usually  sell  well  again. 

Plan  to  prevent  leftovers  by  a  careful  screening  of  samples  of 
all  proposed  articles.  Have  the  general  committee  assist  in  judging 
the  worth  of  each  before  making  more. 

Find  some  items  that  cost  nothing  and  bring  a  clear  profit,  such 
as  house  plants  propagated  by  the  sisters  in  a  long-range  plan.  ''White 
elephants,"  old  jewelry,  old  hats,  and  such  things  are  also  profitable. 

An  ''assembly  line"  technique  is  often  a  great  time  saver.  Many 
articles  can  be  produced  in  one  work  meeting  with  this  procedure. 

PLAN  TO  PLEASE  YOUR  PATRONS 

There  are  many  ways  to  make  a  bazaar  a  very  pleasurable  ex- 
perience. One  is,  of  course,  the  beauty  and  attractiveness  of  the 
displays.  There  are  women  in  every  ward  with  artistic  ability,  color 
sense,  and  originality  who  could  create  charming  backgrounds  and 
place  articles  effectively. 

If  you  expect  your  patrons  to  buy  their  dinner,  keep  their  com- 
fort in  mind.  How  much  better  it  is  to  have  tables  set  up  and  dec- 
orated in  your  theme  style,  even  if  food  is  procured  from  booths  set 
up  around  the  hall,  than  to  have  people  stand  in  long  lines  waiting 
to  be  handed  a  paper  plate  through  the  kitchen  window.  It  is  diffi- 
cult for  parents  of  young  children  to  feed  their  families  this  way. 
Men  usually  dislike  such  procedures.  Elderly  people  feel  unsure  in 
such  a  situation. 

Use  your  best  and  most  charming  sales  ladies!  Ask  them  to 
demonstrate  and  point  out  the  quality  of  items. 

PLAN  TO  PRICE  ARTICLES  WISELY 

A  small  pricing  committee  is  often  used  for  this  important  job. 
Pricing  is  difficult  and  takes  time  and  wisdom.  Two  things  to  be  con- 
sidered are  the  amount  of  material  in  the  article  and  the  amount 
and  quality  of  the  work.  The  ability  of  the  people  in  the  area  to  pay 
is  a  prime  consideration  also.  Articles  underpriced  are  profit-losers; 
articles  overpriced  are  a  deterrent  to  sales.  There  should  be  many 
articles  in  the  low  price  range,  from  25^  to  $2.00. 

Price  tags  should  be  attached  to  every  item.  Don't  depend  on 
the  memory  of  the  sales  lady.  Cater  to  the  browsing  instinct  of 
customers. 


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PLANNING  A  SUCCESSFUL   BAZAAR 

PLAN  TO  PUBLICIZE  WIDELY,  INVITINGLY 

We  live  in  a  publicity  age.  It  is  a  wise  chairman  who  will  use 
all  of  the  publicity  ideas  from  every  source  available;  posters,  win- 
dow displays,  letters,  individual  post  cards,  printed  fliers,  radio,  tele- 
vision, telephone,  newspaper,  and  personal  contact, 

A  personal  invitation,  interestingly  worded  and  illustrated,  helps 
in  attracting  attendance  and  puts  the  date,  time,  and  place  in  written 
form  for  easy  remembrance. 

With  all  of  this  careful  planning  your  bazaar  will  be  successful! 

The  following  invitation  was  used  by  Parleys  Sixth  Ward. 


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YOUR  FAMILY  WILL  THINK 


YOU'RE  A  DEAR  ! 


AND  you'll 


FIND  ?ou're 'oouch'  ahead  if  you  bring  them  all  to  the 

Wonderful  Ward  Bazaar  for  dinner  6  p.m.,  Friday 

November  I5. 

YOU'VE  NEVER  'HERD'  of  such 
BUYS  ON  food  —  appealing  to  every  appetite  —  and  if  you're 

A  BARGAIN  'hunter',  AIM  TO  BE  THERE ! 

BESIDES  THE  YUMI^IY  FOOD  (and  no 
Dishes  to  do)  the  Relief  Society  has  prepared  fabulous 

CANDY,  COOKIES,  handiwork  EVERYTHING  FOR  YOUR 

Christmas  shopping. 

AND  THAT'S  NOT  ALL!   The  great 
FILM,  "Windows  of  Heaven",  produced  by  the  Church,  will  be 
shown  several  Times  during  the  evening.   This  inspirational 

FILM  portrays  the  DIVINE  GUIDANCE  OF  LORENZO  SnOW  IN  St. 

George. 

BE  A  DEAR!   Bring  your  'doe'  and  have  a  lot  of 
FAMILY  'FAWN'  ! ! 


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1    tbsp.    gelatin 
Va   c.   cold    water 


CHARLOTTE    RUSSE 

Ingrid    W.    Olsen 


^/3   c.    scalded   table   cream 
^3  c.   powdered    sugar 


Vi   c.    whipping    cream 
^V2  tsp.   vanilla 


6   ladyfingers 
whipped    cream 
for   garnishing 


Soak  gelatin  in  cold  water.  Dissolve  in 
scalded  cream  and  strain.  Add  sugar  and 
vanilla.  Set  bowl  in  cold  water  and  stir  until 
thick.   Fold   in  whipping  cream. 


Line  another  bowl  with  ladyfingers  and 
pour  the  mixture  into  the  lined  bowl.  Top 
with    whipped   cream. 


Desserts  That  Please  the  Family 

Florence   K.  Gates 


CUSTARD 

12  large  egg  yolks 
12  tbsp.   sugar 
2   tsp.  vanilla 
6  c.  milk 
V2  tsp.  salt 
nutmeg 

Add  sugar  and  salt  to  5V2  c.  milk.  Mix 
well  and  scald;  pour  over  egg  yolks  which 
have  been  slightly  beaten  with  V2  c.  of  the 
milk.  Add  vanilla  and  strain  into  2-quart 
casserole.  Sprinkle  top  of  custard  with  nut- 
meg. 

Set  casserole  in  pan  of  hot  water  and  bake 
at  350°  until  firm — about  45  to  55  minutes. 
(Place  on  middle  rack  of  oven  so  water  in 
pan  will  not  boil.) 

Smaller  amounts  can  be  made  by  using 
basic  recipe: 

V2  c.  milk 

1    egg  yolk 

vanilla 

1    tbsp.  sugar 

spk.   salt 

nutmeg 

Follow   directions   above. 

ANGEL  FOOD  CAKE 

12  large  egg  whites  0%  to  2  c.) 
1    c.  plus  2  tbsp.  sifted  cake  flour 


IVa   c.   sugar 

V4   tsp.   salt 

IVa  tsp.   cream  of  tartar 

1    tsp.   vanilla   or   V2   tsp.    lemon    extract 

Va   tsp.   almond    extract 

Sift  V2  c.  of  the  sugar  and  flour  4  times. 
Add  salt  to  egg  whites  and  whip  until  frothy; 
add  cream  of  tartar  and  continue  whipping; 
add  extract  and  1  c.  of  sugar  gradually. 
Whip  until  whites  are  stiff  but  not  dry,  and 
will  stand  in  peaks.  Fold  in  flour  and  sugar 
mixture   carefully. 

Pour  into  large  ungreased  angel  food  cake 
pan  and  place  in  oven  on  center  rock.  Bake 
35   minutes  at  350°    in   preheated   oven. 

Take  from  oven  and  invert  pan  until  cold 
before  removing. 

ORANGE  ICING 

3  c.    powdered    sugar 

4  tbsp.    butter 
1    egg   yolk 
dash  of  salt 

1  tbsp.   grated    lemon    rind 

1  tbsp.    grated   orange   rind 

1  tbsp.    orange    juice 

1  tsp.    lemon    juice 

Cream  butter,  sugar,  salt.  Add  egg  yolk 
and  other  ingredients  and  whip  until  smooth 
and   fluffy. 

(For  a  more  elegant  cake  frost  with  7- 
minute   icing   and   coconut.) 


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Second 


Blanche  M. 
HoUingswoTth 


Helen  Hurley  was  making  cook- 
ies, but  her  heart  really  wasn't  in 
the  process  today.  She  had  rolled 
the  dough  out  and  had  opened  the 
drawer  for  the  cookie  cutter,  when 
she  saw  the  cutouts  for  the  horse, 
the  rabbit,  the  chicken,  and  the 
gingerbread  man.  These  were  the 
ones  Bobby  liked  to  use  when  he 
helped  with  the  cookies,  but,  she 
thought,  it  would  look  silly  for  me 
to  make  animal  cookies  for  just  John 
and  me. 

With  a  deep  sigh,  she  put  them 
back  in  the  drawer  and  cut  the 
dough  in  regular  round  cookies. 

Bobby  had  always  been  on  hand 
for  cookie  making.  No  matter  what 
else  he  was  doing,  he  would  come 
running  at  cookie  baking  time. 

''Is  it  time  to  cut  them  out. 
Mama?"  he  would  ask  a  dozen  times 
during  the  process.  ''Can  I  put  the 
raisin  eyes  in  now?" 

With  regret  in  her  heart  and  near 
to  tears,  she  remembered  the  times 


when  she  had  thought  she  was  just 
too  busy  to  be  bothered  with  him. 
She  was  always  in  such  a  hurry,  it 
seemed,  and  it  took  time  to  let  him 
cut  the  animals  out  and  put  eyes  in. 

Too  busy?  What  had  she  been 
thinking  of?  Actually,  it  took  only 
a  minute  or  two  to  cut  them  out, 
and  she  remembered  how  happy  he 
was  to  help  her,  and  how  proud  he 
was  when  he  showed  the  baked 
cookies  to  his  father  and  said,  "Look, 
Daddy,  look,  I  made  them  all  my- 
self." 

Later,  when  she  roused  herself, 
she  remembered  that  she  had 
planned  to  scrub  and  wax  the  floors 
today.  Tliey  really  didn't  need 
cleaning,  though,  she  thought,  as  she 
looked  the  floors  over.  No  one  is 
here  to  track  mud  or  dirt  in. 

Track  mud  in.  ...  It  had  been 
about  a  month  ago,  and  she  had  just 
finished  scrubbing  and  waxing  the 
floor  when  she  heard  the  screen  door 
slam  and  Bobby  came  running  in. 

"Mama,  Mama,  do  you  know 
what?"  he  began  excitedly. 

"Bobby,"  she  scolded.  "How 
many  times  must  I  tell  you  not  to 
slam  that  screen  door?  And  you've 
tracked  mud  all  over  my  clean 
floor." 

For  the  first  time  she  noticed  his 
clothes,  and  continued  in  a  tone  of 
exasperation.  "And  what  have  you 
been  doing  to  get  your  clothes  so 
dirty?  Why,  you've  even  torn  your 
shirt.". 

It  wasn't  until  then  that  she 
noticed  his  face.  He  looked  so 
crestfallen,  and  there  was  a  hurt  ex- 
pression in  his  eyes. 

In  a  subdued  voice  she  then  asked, 
"What  was  it  you  wanted  to  tell 
me?" 


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MARCH   1964 


Although  he  told  her  about  the 
bird  building  a  nest  in  the  tree  by 
the  garage,  and  that  he  had  to  crawl 
on  a  ledge  to  see  better,  the  joy  of 
sharing  his  secret  with  her  had  been 
ruined  by  her  words. 

Almost  as  if  her  mother  were  in 
the  room  and  repeating  the  words 
again,  she  heard  her  say,  'Tou  know, 
Helen,  a  mud-tracked  floor  can  be 
wiped  clean  again.  A  torn  shirt  can 
be  mended,  but  it  isn't  easy  to  put 
the  joy  back  on  the  face  of  a  child, 
or  take  the  hurt  look  out  of  his  eyes 
when  harsh  words  have  been 
spoken." 

How  right  her  mother  had  been. 
Why,  oh,  why  was  I  always  so  quick 
to  scold  him?  she  thought.  The  mud 
on  the  floor  really  didn't  matter 
compared  to  the  experience  he  had 
had  in  watching  the  bird  gather 
string,  leaves,  twigs,  and  scraps  of 
cloth  and  painstakingly  carry  each 
piece  to  the  tree  to  make  her  nest. 
In  his  haste  to  get  on  the  ledge  be- 
fore the  bird  returned  from  one  of 
her  trips,  he  had  torn  his  shirt. 

She  recalled  how  excited  and  how 
anxious  he  had  been  to  share  his 
experience  with  her,  then  she  had 
spoiled  it  all  by  her  hastily  spoken 
words. 

If  only  a  mother  could  always 
have  a  second  chance  to  right  things, 
to  do  better,   to  be  more  patient. 

She  would  have  to  get  hold  of 
herself,  too,  she  thought,  before 
John  got  home. 

As  she  moved  the  playbox  in 
Bobby's  room  to  start  the  vacuum- 
ing, a  blue  canvas  shoe  fell  out.  Al- 
though Bobby  had  outgrown  the 
shoes,  for  some  reason  he  had  in- 
sisted on  keeping  them. 


Grandfather  Parker  had  made  the 
box  for  him  and  had  painted  it  a 
bright  red.  Because  Bobby  liked  his 
grandfather's  tool  box  so  well,  the 
playbox  had  been  made  as  nearly 
like  the  tool  box  as  possible  —  even 
to  the  lock  and  key  that  seemed  to 
fascinate  Bobby. 

''Now,  Bobby,"  grandfather  had 
said  when  he  brought  the  box  to 
him  one  week  end,  ''you  can  keep 
all  your  toys  in  this  box.  Your  room 
will  look  neat  and  clean,  if  you  put 
the  toys  back  in  the  box  after  you 
get  through  playing  with  them.  How 
do  you  think  my  saws  and  hammers 
would  look  if  I  left  them  out  of  the 
toolbox?  And  another  thing,  I'd 
never  know  where  to  find  them 
when  I  needed  them  for  a  job." 


At  first  Bobby  had  remembered 
every  night  to  put  all  the  toys  in 
the  box  but,  as  the  newness  wore 
away,  he  sometimes  forgot.  She  had 
even  scolded  him  for  that,  Helen 
remembered,  forgetting  that  he  was 
just  a  little  boy  without  a  grown- 
up's sense  of  responsibility. 

Now,  as  she  stood  holding  the 
shoe  in  her  hand,  she  noticed  that 
the  shoelace  was  missing. 

Shoelaces.  .  .  .  How  many  times 
a  day  had  Bobby  come  running  in 
the  house  saying,  "Mama,  do  you 
know  what?" 

And  her  answer  had  usually  been, 
and  with  a  lump  in  her  throat  she 
remembered  saying,  "Bobby,  will 
you  please  tie  up  those  shoelaces? 
You  are  forever  tripping  over 
them." 

Although  he  stopped  telling  the 
story  he  had  been  so  excited  about 
and  patiently  stooped  to  tie  his  shoe- 


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SECOND  CHANCE 


laces,  by  the  time  he  had  finished, 
the  smile  had  left  his  face,  the  shin- 
ing light  had  left  his  eyes,  and  the 
excitement  had  faded  from  his 
voice,  when  he  told  the  important 
bit  of  news. 

With  her  eyes  full  of  fresh  tears, 
Helen  put  the  shoe  back  in  the 
playbox. 

Later,  when  she  was  peeling 
potatoes  in  preparation  for  dinner, 
she  heard  a  car  come  in  the  drive- 
way. Surely  it  wasn't  John  already. 
She  hurried  to  the  window  to  see. 

It  was  her  parents.  They  hadn't 
planned  to  come  until  Saturday,  and 
it  was  only  Wednesday.  Now,  she 
thought,  I  wonder  what  is  wrong, 
and  she  had  a  moment  of  panic. 
Nothing  seemed  to  be  wrong,  be- 
cause they  were  both  smiling. 

Her  father  brought  the  car  to  a 
stop  near  the  kitchen  door. 

Between  her  parents,  sitting  tall 
in  the  seat  and  grinning  from  ear 
to  ear,  was  Bobby.  He  looked  dif- 
ferent, and  it  took  Helen  a  few  sec- 
onds to  figure  out  why  he  looked 
different  —  and  then  she  knew!  He 
had  lost  his  two  front  teeth.  They 
had  been  loose  when  he  left  with 
his  grandparents  for  a  two  weeks' 
visit  with  them  on  their  farm. 

Helen  was  so  anxious  to  get  to 
Bobby  that  she  was  startled  when 
she  heard  the  screen  door  slam  be- 
hind her  as  she  ran  from  the  house. 

Bobby,  with  that  unruly  lock  of 
hair  that  stuck  straight  up  in  the 
air  in  spite  of  many  combings  and 
water,  grinned  a  toothless  smile  at 
his  mother  and  then  stumbled  over 
his  grandmother's  feet  in  his  haste 
to  get  to  her.  As  he  started  toward 
her  he  tripped  and  nearly  fell  over 
his  untied  shoelaces. 


Habit  was  strong,  and  Helen 
caught  herself  almost  saying,  "Bob- 
by, will  you  please  tie  your  shoe- 
laces?" But  she  checked  her  words 
in  time. 

All  out  of  breath  with  the  excite- 
ment and  importance  of  it  all,  Bob- 
by said,  ''Mama,  do  you  know 
what?"  And  then  he  paused  for  the 
magic  words  from  her. 

''No,  what?" 

"I  rode  the  pony  all  by  myself. 
Grandpa  let  me.  I  found  a  nest  of 
baby  kittens,  and  they  were  so  little 
they'  didn't  even  have  their  eyes 
open.  And  that  banty  hen,  she  has 
ten  chickens.  If  I  hold  my  hand 
like  this,"  and  he  cupped  his  hand, 
"they  fit  in  just  right,  and  they  are 
so  little  and  fluffy  and  cute." 

Helen's  mother  was  trying  to 
catch  her  eye  to  explain  a  few 
things.  Over  Bobby's  head  she  was 
saying  in  snatches  of  conversation, 
"...  Came  a  few  days  earlier  —  a 
little  homesick  we  thought  —  he's 
young  —  first  time  away  for  so  long 
—  did  very  well,  we  thought.  .  .  ." 

Bobby  had  finished  his  recital  and 
then  shouted,  "Daddy!" 

Sure  enough,  John  was  just  turn- 
ing the  corner. 

Helen  cried  in  dismay,  "The  din- 
ner —  I  haven't  even  put  the  po- 
tatoes on."  The  two  women  hur- 
ried into  the  house. 

Grandpa  and  Bobby  stood  in  the 
driveway  waiting  for  John,  and  Hel- 
en heard  Bobby  say,  "Daddy,  do 
you  know  what?" 

She  stood  by  the  window  just  a 
second  longer,  looking  at  the  three 
of  them.  Yes,  Helen  thought,  I  am 
one  of  the  fortunate  ones.  I  have  a 
second  chance. 


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What  does  your 

SPEECH 

reveal? 


Correcting 

Grammar 

Faults 

of 

Common 

Usage 


Myrtle  Henderson,  BS. 
Former  Head,  Speech  Department,  Dixie   College 

She  shore  done  a  good  job  on  my  hair!"  How  often  we  have  heard  such 
glaring  mistakes!  The  one  who  makes  them  is  saying  that  she  is  a  careless 
person,  or  that  she  has  forgotten  what  she  has  learned  in  school,  or  that 
she  has  never  learned  the  simple  rules  of  correct  English.  Such  mistakes 
are  as  noticeable  as  walking  down  the  street  with  one  red  and  one  green 
shoe.  How  much  better  to  have  said,  "She  surely  did  a  good  job  on  my 
hair"  or  better,  ''She  surely  did  my  hair  well." 

Some  grammatical  errors  are  more  common  in  specific  localities,  and 
others  are  more  universal,  but  all  grammatical  mistakes  exemplify  misunder- 
standing or  lack  of  knowledge  of  the  rules  of  correct  speech.  With  a 
little  effort  we  can  overcome  our  habits  of  uncultured  speech,  and  not  only 
make  a  better  impression  on  our  friends  and  the  people  we  meet,  but 
also,  we  can  set  a  correct  example  for  our  children  to  follow. 

Obviously,  one  article  cannot  give  all  the  rules  of  correct  grammar  in 
one  easy  lesson,  but  it  can  point  out  some  of  the  most  frequent  offenders, 
and  help  to  establish  a  basis  for  further  study  and  practice. 

Some  of  the  common  errors  are  made  in  the  use  of  the  verbs  saw  and 
seen  and  did  and  done.  The  verbs  seen  and  done  are  parts  of  teams  and 
work  in  double  harness  with  their  helpers  have,  has,  or  had.  Saw  and  did 
can  work  alone.  Here  is  a  chart  which,  if  studied  carefully  and  used  for 
frequent  reference,  will  prove  helpful. 


Correct 

I  saw  it  myself. 

She  saw  the  show. 

They  saw  the  girl. 

I  have  seen  the  violet  show. 

They  had  seen  the  hole  before  the 

boy  fell  in. 
I  did  the  washing. 
She  did  the  dishes. 
They  have  done  it  many  times. 


Incorrect 

I  seen  it  myself. 

She  seen  the  show. 

They  seen  the  girl. 

I  have  saw  the  violet  show. 

They  had  saw  the  hole  before  the 

boy  fell  in. 
I  done  the  washing. 
She  done  the  dishes. 
They  have  did  it  many  times. 


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WHAT  DOES  YOUR  SPEECH   REVEAL? 

Some  people  are  a  bit  confused  about  which  pronoun  to  use  in  the  nomina- 
tive and  the  objective  case.  It  should  be  remembered  that  I  and  we 
are  the  first  person  pronouns  to  be  used  in  the  nominative  case  as  subjects 
o(  the  verb,  while  the  pronouns  me  and  us  are  the  first  person  pronouns  to 
be  used  as  objects  of  verbs  and  prepositions. 

These  sentences  will  illustrate: 

1.  It  is  for  us  Latter-day  Saints  to  remember  the  Sabbath  Day. 

Us  is  the  object  of  the  preposition  ior.  Never  say,  "It  is  for  we." 
We  must  be  used  as  a  subject. 

2.  This  doctrine  is  subscribed  to  by  us  Mormons.  Never  *'by  we 
Mormons." 

Us  is  the  object  of  the  preposition  by.    Mormons  is  simply  a  noun 
used  in  apposition  to  us. 

3.  This  message  applies  to  you  and  me.  You  and  me  are  objects  of 
the  preposition  to.    Never  use  *'to  you  and  I." 

4.  We  Latter-day  Saints,  must  live  our  religion.  We  is  the  subject 
of  the  verb  must  live.  Latter-day  Saints  is  the  noun  in  apposition 
to  the  subject  We.  We  should  never  say,  ''Us  Latter-day  Saints 
must  live  our  religion." 

5.  You  and  J  will  go.  You  and  I  are  the  subjects  of  the  verb  wilJ  go. 

Sometimes  we  hear  the  expression,  ''Us  girls  are  having  a  party."  See 
how  it  would  sound  if  we  leave  "girls"  out  and  say,  "Us  are  having  a  party." 
It  is  wrong  because  Us  is  the  objective  form  and  is  being  used  as  the 
subject  of  the  sentence.  Try  saying,  "We  girls  are  having  a  party."  Girls 
could  be  left  out  and  we  could  still  make  sense.  Why?  Because  We  is 
the  nominative  case  and  is  used  as  the  subject  of  the  sentence. 

Sometimes  we  hear  "Him  and  me  will  do  that  job."  Can  you  see  now 
what  is  wrong?  Of  course!  Him  and  me  are  both  in  the  objective  case  and 
should  not  be  used  as  subjects  of  the  sentence.  "He  and  I  will  do  the  job," 
would  be  correct. 

We  often  get  a  scrambling  of  pronouns  and  cases  by  saying,  "I  and  her 
helped  the  old  lady."  J  in  the  nominative  case  and  her  in  the  objective  — 
both  used  as  the  subject  of  the  verb  helped.  Instead  of  "her,"  use  the 
single  nominative  form  "she."  J  indicates  the  speaker  and  should  be  placed 
last  as:  "She  and  I  helped  the  old  lady." 

Two  other  pronouns  which  often  give  trouble  are  the  nominative  and 
objective  forms  of  the  interrogatives  who  and  whom.  Who  should  be 
used  as  the  subject  of  the  verb  because  it  is  in  the  nominative  case.  Whom 
should  be  used  as  the  object  of  a  verb  or  a  preposition.  These  sentences 
will  illustrate: 

1.  Who  was  there?  2.  Whom  did  you  see? 

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In  the  first  sentence  who  is  the  subject  of  the  verb  was,  but  in  the 
second  sentence,  you  is  the  subject  of  the  verb  did  see,  and  whom  is  the 
object  of  the  verb  did  see.  That  will  be  clear  if  we  change  the  sentence 
around  and  say,  "You  did  see  whom?" 

Many  people  have  difficulty  in  discovering  the  word  which  is  the 
subject  of  a  sentence  when  the  subject  is  modified  by  a  prepositional 
phrase.  It  is  well  to  remember  that  the  verb  goes  with  the  subject  and  is 
not  supposed  to  be  concerned  with  the  prepositional  phrase.  The  subjects 
are  italicized  and  singular. 


Correct  Incorrect 

The  package  of  papers  was  lost.  The  package  of  papers  were  lost. 

One  of  the  boys  was  late.  One  of  the  boys  were  late. 

Each  of  the  flowers  was  in  full  Each  of  the  flowers  were  in  full 

bloom.  bloom. 

The  collection  of  rocks  was  lost.  The  collection  of  rocks  were  lost. 


There  are  college  graduates  whose  childhood  training  in  incorrect 
grammar  still  remains  to  plague  them.  They  may  know  the  rules,  but 
years  of  incorrect  usage  cause  wrong  words  to  slip  out  before  there  is  time 
to  think.  Repetition  of  the  correct  grammar,  over  and  over,  until  it  is 
fixed  in  the  mind  and  rolls  off^^  the  tongue  without  thinking,  is  the  best 
way  to  overcome  daily  errors  in  speech. 

If  parents  would  take  care  to  use  correct  English  at  home,  they  would 
simplify  their  children's  problem  in  learnmg  grammar  at  school  and  at 
home.  It  can  be  done.  I  was  thrilled  to  hear  one  evening  a  little  three- 
year-old  say  to  his  mother,  "To  whom  did  you  give  it,  mamma?"  Both 
parents  were  careful  to  use  correct  English,  and  expected  it  of  their  chil- 
dren. 


Fawn  at  the  Pool 

Thelma  J.   Lund 

Quiet  brown  eyes  reflect  the  pool 

of  shadow-brown  water  surfaced  with  cool 

lily  blossoms  and  leaves  afloat — 

serene  and  silent,  dappled,  remote. 

Gentle  brown  eyes  reflect  the  trust 

that  shimmering  wraith,  an  image  in  rust, 

will  suddenly  vanish  from  the  brink 

of  the  shadow-brown  pool  when  she  wades  to  drink. 


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tast  your  bread  upon  the  n\^ 

Olive  Sharp 

For  a  long  time  I  have  been  wanting  to  write  an  article  —  "Cast  thy  bread  upon  the 
waters:  for  thou  shalt  find  it  after  many  days." 

As  a  small  girl  out  in  Wyoming,  I  attended  Sunday  School  in  a  little  log  cabin. 
I  loved  the  music  and  the  singing,  also  the  small  cards  that  were  given  each  child  on 
Sunday.  They  were  not  much  larger  than  a  large  postage  stamp,  but  the  messages 
those  cards  held  covered  most  of  the  Ten  Commandments. 

At  first  I  did  not  quite  grasp  their  meanings,  but,  as  I  grew  older,  those  mes- 
sages began  to  dawn  upon  me  and  I  could  see  the  ground  they  covered.  We  would 
receive  a  small  card  every  Sunday,  and  when  we  had  collected  twelve,  we  would  be 
given  a  small  reward. 

I  am  sure  the  things  we  commit  to  memory,  while  young,  stay  with  us  all  of  our 
lives,  and  that  is  why  good  deeds  should  be  stamped  on  our  children's  memories. 

Now  that  I  am  eighty  years  old,  the  blessings  I  am  finding  from  several  sources  are 
coming  back  to  me. 

Once  I  helped  a  niece  through  high  school.  Now  she  is  very  kind  and  thought- 
ful of  me,  and  for  Mother's  Day  sent  me  a  first-class  jet  ticket  from  Salt  Lake  City  to 
San  Diego,  and  return.    That  is  where  she  is  living. 

Another  little  English  girl  I  helped,  and  she  helped  me  with  my  children,  now 
takes  us  on  nice  trips  in  their  car  to  such  places  as  Los  Angeles  and  Bear  Lake. 

A  cousin,  now  living  in  Anchorage,  whom  I  helped  a  little  while  her  children  were 
young  and  she  was  having  a  hard  struggle,  now  is  doing  well  in  Alaska.  The  family 
have  often  invited  me  to  spend  the  summer  with  them,  and  she  and  her  husband 
called  the  other  day  in  a  new  car  and  insisted  that  I  return  to  Alaska  with  them.  I 
found  out  how  far  it  was  and  that  it  would  take  one  week  to  reach  their  place. 

Oh,  how  I  would  have  loved  to  have  gone  through  those  large  forests  and  the 
wild  country,  but  I  was  afraid  that  I  was  too  old,  and  that  I  might  cause  them,  and 
myself  trouble,  so  I  did  not  go. 

I  could  tell  what  a  pat  on  the  back,  a  smile,  a  word  of  sympathy  mean  to  old 
friends,  and  also  to  myself. 

My  motto  is,  "Count  that  day  lost  when  the  low  descending  sun  views  from  thy 
hand  no  worthy  action  done."  Surely,  ".  .  .as  the  twig  is  bent  the  tree's  inclined." 
If  you  cast  your  bread  upon  the  waters,  you  will  find  it  after  many  days. 


Our  Chapel 

Margaret  B.  Shomaker 

Our  chapel  is  the  strength  of  yesterday, 

The  experience  of  today,  and 

The  trust  for  tomorrow. 

It  is  our  edifice  of  the  present  ifc*    i 

For  the  future — 

A  beatitude  to  man  .  .  . 

A  covenant  with  God.  %#^h 


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Your 
Heart 
to 
Understanding 


Chapter  2 

Hazel  M.  Thomson 


Synopsis:  While  Selena  and  Belle 
Baldwin,  sisters,  are  encamped  at 
Winter  Quarters  awaiting  the  depar- 
ture of  the  wagon  train  for  the  Valley 
of  the  Great  Salt  Lake,  Selena's 
fiance  dies,  and  is  buried  there. 
Selena  cannot  be  comforted,  although 
Josiah  Blodgett,  a  captain  of  ten,  and 
Lon  Holiday,  captain  of  fifty,  try  to 
help  them. 


There  were  many  dances  on  the 
plains  before  the  wagon  train 
came  to  the  mountains.  Often 
Lon  sat  beside  the  girls  as  they 
watched  the  dancing.  Sometimes 
he  and  Belle  joined  the  dancers. 


Belle  was  untiring  where  a  dance 
was  concerned  and  eagerly  ac- 
cepted his  invitations  to  dance. 
Lon  developed  a  great  admira- 
tion for  Belle,  finding  as  he  did, 
that  she  did  not  know  what  it 
meant  to  complain.  Her  good 
humor  saved  many  situations  on 
the  long,  tiresome  journey.  He 
began  to  realize  what  an  asset  a 
wife  like  Belle  would  be  to  a  man 
on  the  frontier  and  found  him- 
self unable  to  understand  the 
strength  of  his  feelings  toward 
Selena,  since  she  continued  to 
give  him  no  encouragement  what- 


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YOUR  HEART  TO  UNDERSTANDING 


soever.  In  fact,  quite  the  contrary. 

Selena  often  excused  herself 
when  he  appeared,  going  to  the 
wagon  and  leaving  him  and  Belle 
alone. 

Once  Belle  chided  her  for  her 
abruptness  toward  him. 

"How  do  you  think  Lon  feels, 
Selena,  if  every  time  he  comes 
near  our  wagon,  you  get  up  and 
leave?" 

"Lon?"  asked  Selena,  and  it 
was  plain  that  the  thought  had 
never  concerned  her.  "How  do  I 
know  how  he  feels,  and  why 
should  I  care?  Who,  in  this  whole 
wagon  train,  cares  how  I  feel?" 

"We  all  do,  Selena,"  said  Belle 
gently.  "Everyone  is  concerned." 

"So  concerned  that  they  sing 
and  dance  every  night.  They 
don't  bother  to  wonder  what  it 
does  to  anyone  else." 

"Of  course  they  do,  Selena.  But 
you  can't  expect  this  entire  camp 
to  mourn  every  step  of  the  way 
for " 

"Don't  you  mention  his  name!" 
flared  Selena.  "You  never  liked 
him!  Though  why  you  didn't,  I've 
never  been  able  to  understand.  I 
don't  think  you  could  explain, 
yourself,  what  you  had  against 
him." 

Belle  opened  her  mouth  to 
answer,  then  she  stopped.  There 
was  no  good  in  adding  to  the 
burden  her  sister  was  already 
carrying.  She  could  say  nothing 
that  would  do  any  good  now,  in 
fact  it  could  not  even  be  proved, 
and  might  cause  a  serious  rift 
between  the  two  of  them. 

The  only  favor  Selena  accepted 
from  Lon  during  the  long  journey 


was  his  offer  to  let  her  ride  his 
horse.  She  loved  horses,  any 
horse.  It  had  been  a  great  dis- 
appointment to  her  when  she  had 
learned  that  Belle  had  obtained 
a  pair  of  oxen  to  pull  their  wagon. 

Riding  the  horse  proved  to  be 
a  welcome  change,  and  several 
times  during  an  afternoon  she 
rode  behind  the  wagon  while 
Belle  and  Lon  sat  together  on 
the  wagon  seat. 

"It's  good  to  be  traveling  west 
with  Josiah,"  said  Lon  upon  one 
of  these  occasions.  "We've  cov- 
ered a  lot  of  territory  together. 
Had  a  right  good  homestead  in 
Missouri.  Best  place  we  ever  had. 
Hearing  the  gospel  reaUy  changed 
our  lives. 

"It  was  a  funny  thing,  too.  I 
knew  it  was  true  right  off.  Josiah 
took  a  bit  of  convincing.  He  was 
right  in  there  with  the  mob  for 
awhile.  Right  up  until  Far  West. 
That  was  more  than  he  could 
take. 

"There's  not  a  kinder  person 
to  be  found  than  Josiah.  Oh,  I 
admit  he  may  have  a  bit  of 
prejudice  against  women  in  gen- 
eral, but  he's  still  one  of  the 
finest  men  I  have  ever  known. 
He  isn't  a  man  to  use  a  lot  of 
words,  but  something  must  have 
happened  to  turn  him  against  the 
whole  female  sex." 

Lon  jumped  to  the  ground  as 
they  approached  a  deep  waddy. 
He  directed  the  oxen  expertly 
to  one  side  and  then  the  other. 
The  wagon  swayed  but  stayed 
upright  as  it  came  back  to  a  more 
level  piece  of  land. 

"Josiah   taught  me   that,"   he 


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said,  as  he  took  his  place  back  chew   their   cud.    You  might   be 

on  the  seat  beside  Belle.  ''He's  a  able   to    help    quite    a    lot    that 

good  man  with  a  wagon  and  can  way." 

get  more  miles  out  of  a  team  of 

horses  in  a  day  than  anyone  I  J  osiah  snorted.  Lon  rode  up  and 

have  ever  seen.'*  drew  his  horse  to  a  stop. 

Belle   remembered   this  when,  "I'm   not   having   any    female 

after  a   particularly   rainy   time,  pull  our  outfit  out  of  the  mud, 

Lon  rode  back  to  report  that  their  Lon.    I'll  stay   here   all   summer 

wagon  was  stuck.  first." 

"What  we  need  are  your  oxen,"  Lon  was  feeling  the  humor  of 

Lon  stated.  the     situation,     and    his    face 

Belle     closed     her     lips     and  twitched  but  he  did  not  smile, 

jumped  to  the  ground  to  unloose  "I'll  drive  old  Buck  and  Bar- 

the  team  from  her  own  wagon,  ney.  Belle.  And  I  promise  not  to 

"You  can  take  them,  of  course,  touch   them  with   a  whip.    How 

But  I  insist  on  driving  them  to  about  it?" 

get  your  load  going  again."  "Of  course,  Lon.  I'll  take  your 

Belle  led  her  oxen  toward  the  horse    and    wait    back    at    my 

wagon  ahead.   Lon  mounted  his  wagon.  I  guess  you'll  have  to  pull 

horse  and  followed  a  short  dis-  him  out,  though  I  wouldn't  mind 

tance  behind,  possibly  hoping  to  a  bit  if  he  did  just  what  he  said 

avoid  the  explosion  he  felt  was  — stayed  here  stuck  in  the  mud 

imminent.  all  summer." 

''Your  oxen!  Of  all  the  teams  Belle    had    only    reached    her 

in  the  wagon  train  why  in  thunder  own  wagon  when  she  turned  to 

did   Lon   go   for  yours?"   Josiah  see  Lon  coming  on  the  run. 

demanded.  "You'll    have    to    drive    them, 

"It's    obvious,    isn't   it?"    ans-  Belle.  They  won't  budge  for  me. 

wered  Belle.    "Probably  because  I  think  they  are  waiting  for  the 

my  oxen  are  in  better  condition  sound  of  your  voice.  Josiah's  try- 

than  any  other  animals  on  the  ing  now,  but  I  don't  expect  him 

trip.  You  could  have  kept  your  to  have  much  luck." 

horses    up    better    if    you    had  "Josiah!   Lon,  you  promised!" 

bothered    to   pull    them    a   little  "I   know   I   did.   Belle,   but   I 

extra  grass  when  the  picking  in  couldn't   make   them  move   and 

camp  proved  to  be  a  little  sparse,"  you  know  how  he  is  with  animals, 

said  Belle.  He  thought  maybe  he  could  per- 

"Pull  grass  for  them!  Nobody  suade  them." 

but  a  female  would  think  of  any-  "A  couple  of  balky  cows,  if  I 

thing  like  that.  Should  I  chew  it  ever  saw  any,"   cried  Josiah  as 

for  them,  too?"  they  ran  up.  "That's  all  they  are. 

"If  you  like,"  said  Belle  ami-  I  wouldn't  have  a  pair  of  oxen, 

ably.  "The  poor  things  probably  You  couldn't  give  them  to  me. 

don't  get  it  chewed  up  as  well  as  I  should  think  you'd  have  got  a 

an    ox    does,    since    they    don't  team  of  good  horses  before  start- 

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ing  out  on  a  journey  like  this." 
"You  did/'  said  Belle  calmly, 
"and  look  at  the  condition  they're 
in.  You  might  be  glad  some  of  us 
didn't  have  enough  money  to  buy 
horses,  before  you  get  to  the 
Valley." 

Belle  patted  the  animals, 
speaking  softly  to  them  all  the 
while,  then,  "Haw!"  she  cried. 
"Haw!"  The  oxen  swung  a  little 
to  the  left.  The  chain  tightened 
and  the  wagon  rolled  forward 
slowly,  surely  out  of  the  mud 
onto  firm  ground. 

UosiAH  stood  by  in  amazement, 
his  mouth  opened,  a  strange,  new 
look  of  admiration  in  his  eyes. 
Lon,  watching,  caught  the  look 
at  once.  He  was  equally  as  sur- 
prised as  Josiah;  Lon  to  see  what 
was  happening  to  his  friend,  and 
Josiah,  to  see  a  woman  handle 
a  team  of  oxen  with  such  skill. 

"Come  on,  Josiah,"  said  Lon. 
"The  least  you  can  do  now  is  to 
help  the  lady  put  the  oxen  back 
on  her  own  outfit.  Get  the  chain 
unfastened." 

Josiah  came  to  with  a  start, 
only  to  see  that  Belle  had  al- 
ready removed  the  pin  and  was 
carrying  the  chain  as  she  turned 
the  oxen  toward  the  rear  of  the 
train. 

"I  can  drive  back  just  as  easily 
as  forward,"  she  said. 

After  she  had  gone  a  few  steps 
she  turned  and  looked  over  her 
shoulder. 

"Sometimes  it  happens  that 
women  aren't  too  much  of  a  drag 
on  a  trip  like  this." 

The  sarcasm  was  wasted  on 
Josiah. 


"Lon!"  he  cried.  "Did  you  see 
that?  Did  you  see  what  she  did?" 

"Easy,  Josiah,  easy,"  said  Lon. 
"That's  a  female  you're  talking 
about." 

"But  she  doesn't  act  like  a  fe- 
male. Why,  she  drove  those  oxen 
just  like  a  man!" 

Lon  decided  to  let  things  rest, 
realizing  that  in  Josiah's  present 
state  of  mind,  it  was  useless  to 
remind  him  that  neither  of  the 
two  men  present  had  been  able 
to  move  the  oxen  one  inch. 


V\^HENEVER  the  scouts  Sent  word 
back  that  Indians  were  in  the 
nearby  area  Selena  became  al- 
most petrified  with  fear.  From 
the  very  beginning  of  the  trip 
this  was  the  thing  she  had 
dreaded  most,  more  than  the  hot, 
scorching  sun,  or  the  wet,  sodden 
plodding  through  mud,  or  the 
constant  tiredness  from  endless 
walking. 

"Belle!"  protested  Selena,  after 
watching  her  sister  walk  among 
some  of  the  red  visitors  who 
came,  one  day,  into  camp.  "How 
can  you  get  near  them?  They're 
dirty.  How  do  you  know  what 
disease  you  might  pick  up?" 

Belle  laughed.  "They  interest 
me,  Selena.  Did  you  see  their 
moccasins?  I've  never  seen  such 
beautiful  bead  work.  How  I  would 
love  to  have  a  pair." 

"You  mean  you  would  actually 
wear  them!" 

In  camp  meeting  that  night 
Lon  gave  orders  to  everyone  in 
their  fifty  to  treat  the  Indians 
kindly. 

"Our  Church  has  little  trouble 


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with  them,"  he  said,  "and  we 
don't  want  to  give  them  any 
chance  for  action  against  us. 
They  have  traded  with  so  many 
wagon  trains  passing  through 
that  you  will  find  they  have  de- 
veloped a  taste  for  some  of  the 
white  man's  food,  especially  flour. 
While  we  can't  spare  much,  in 
most  instances  just  a  little  will 
satisfy  them  and  prevent  trouble. 
Use  your  best  judgment  in  main- 
taining peaceful  associations  with 
them  upon  their  occasional 
visits." 

A  few  days  later  another  group 
of  Indians  came  to  the  camp. 
Selena's  heart  beat  fast  as  she 
saw  Belle  leading  an  Indian 
squaw  toward  their  wagon.  Where 
could  she  go?  What  could  she  do? 
She  looked  about  the  crowded 
interior  of  the  wagon  for  some- 
where to  hide. 


the  bright,  beaded  toes.  Then 
she  looked  up  at  Selena  whose 
eyes  were  on  them  as  though 
they  were  something  repulsive. 

"Stop  blaming  the  Indians  for 
the  sickness  at  Winter  Quarters. 
They  live  up  to  the  best  they 
know  —  better  than  most  of  us. 
You  know  what  the  scripture 
says  about  them.  Here,  let  me 
read  it  to  you." 

B  ELLE  reached  her  Book  of  Mor- 
mon from  under  her  pillow, 
turned  quickly  to  Alma  and  read: 

For  it  is  because  of  the  traditions 
of  their  fathers  that  caused  them  to 
remain  in  their  state  of  ignorance; 
therefore  the  Lord  will  be  merciful 
unto  them  and  prolong  their  existence 
in  the  land.  And  at  some  period  of 
time  they  will  be  brought  to  believe 
in  his  word,  and  to  know  of  the  in- 
correctness of  the  traditions  of  their 
fathers.  .  .  . 


Under  the  bed!  It  was  the  only 
possibility.  It  was  a  good  thing 
the  situation  had  not  been  re- 
versed, fvQr;,Belle  could  never  have 
squeezed  rier  large  frame  in  out 
of  sight  among  the  boxes  and 
bags  stored  there. 

There  was  not  a  breath  of  air 
moving  and  Selena  felt  she  would 
suffocate  before  Belle  found 
whatever  she  was  after  and  her 
trading  with  the  Indian  woman 
was  over. 

At  last,  when  she  was  certain 
that  Belle  was  alone,  Selena 
crawled  out. 

"Selena!  Look  at  these  mocca- 
sins! I've  never  wanted  anything 
so  much.  Aren't  they  perfect?" 
Belle  ran  her  fingers  lightly  over 


Belle    stopped,    searching    the 
passages  for  a  moment. 

"That's  true  enough.  Their  ex- 
istence has  certainly  been  pro- 
longed, and  if  the  Lord  is  going 
to  be  merciful  to  them,  it  might 
prove  to  be  a  good  idea  if  we 
show  them  a  little  mercy  our- 
selves. That  wasn't  what  I 
wanted  to  read  to  you,  though. . . . 
Oh,  yes.  Here  it  is: 

Nevertheless  I  say  unto  you,  that 
it  shall  be  more  tolerable  for  them 
in  the  day  of  judgment  than  for  you, 
if  ye  remain  in  your  sins. 

"You  see,  Selena?  For  your 
own  sake,  you  cannot  afford  this 
unreasonable  fear  of  the  Indians." 

Selena    had    no    answer.    She 


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knew  Belle  spoke  the  truth,  yet 
how  could  she  make  her  under- 
stand? It  had  been  a  strange  sick- 
ness that  could  take  a  strong 
man  almost  overnight  in  Winter 
Quarters.  If  it  hadn't  come  from 
the  Indians,  it  certainly  seemed 
different  from  anything  she  had 
encountered  before,  and  it  had 
taken  away  her  very  reason  for 
living. 

Later,  when  Selena  returned  to 
the  wagon  to  get  the  kettle  for 
the  evening  meal.  Belle  sat  on 
the  bed,  her  toes  in  one  of  the 
moccasins,  and  her  face  a  mask 
of  despair.  This  was  a  most  un- 
usual sight.  Selena  hurried  to  her 
sister's  side. 

''Belle!"  she  cried.  "Whatever 
is  the  matter?  Are  you  in  pain?" 

"The  moccasins!"  moaned 
Belle.  "They're  too  little.  I  can 
hardly  get  my  big  toe  in  them." 

"Oh!  Is  that  all!  You  gave  me 
such  a  fright!" 

"Is  that  all!  Here  I  go  and 
trade  off  some  of  our  precious 
flour  and  my  old  wrapper  as  well, 
and  all  I  get  is  a  pair  of  mocca- 
sins that  I  can't  even  get  on." 

Then  Belle's  face  brightened  as 
a  thought  came  to  her. 

"Selena!  You  could  wear  them. 
They  might  even  be  a  little  too 
big  for  you!  Here.  They're  yours." 

Selena  drew  back.  "I  appreci- 
ate it,  Belle.  I  know  you  mean  it 
to  be  a  kindness,  but  I  couldn't 
take  them,  really." 

"You're  being  foolish,  Selena. 
These  are  the  most  beautiful 
moccasins  I  have  ever  seen.  Here. 
Try  them." 

"And  so  they  are,"  said  Lon, 


coming  up  unexpectedly.  "Let  me 
see  them.  I  might  take  you  up 
on  that." 

Laughing,  he  took  the  mocca- 
sins from  Belle's  outstretched 
hand. 

"Whose  are  they?"  he  asked 
as  they  looked  at  the  fine  piece 
of  handwork. 

"Yours,  if  you  want  them," 
said  Belle.  "I  traded  for  them, 
but  I  can't  begin  to  wear  them, 
and  Selena  won't  even  try.  Do 
you  think  you  could  wear  them, 
Lon?" 

"They  look  a  little  small  for 
me,  I'm  afraid,  though  I'd  like 
to  have  them,  but  I  can't  be 
selfish.  I  know  someone  who 
really  needs  these  right  now. 
Josiah." 

"Josiah!  I'm  not  about  to  give 
these  moccasins  to  him.  He'd  find 
something  wrong  with  them  to 
come  and  tell  me  about,  if  he  had 
to  wait  until  they  wore  out  and 
then  complain  about  that.  No, 
I'll  keep  them  myself  first." 

"His  horse  stepped  on  his  toe 
last  night,  Belle.  He  can't  get  his 
boot  on  for  a  few  days.  He'd  ap- 
preciate these.  He's  spent  a  lot 
of  time  among  the  Indians  and 
has  worn  moccasins  a  lot.  You 
could  really  help  him  out,  Belle. 
Do  it  for  the  good  of  the  wagon 
train,  if  not  for  Josiah.  He  can't 
help  much  in  his  stocking  feet." 

Belle  looked  at  the  moccasins 
for  a  long  moment.  Then  she 
handed  them  to  Lon. 

"Here  they  are,  Lon.  He  can 
have  them,  but  I'm  not  taking 
them  to  him,"  said  Belle. 

"That's  another  thing,"  said 
Lon,    raising    his    hand    against 


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taking  the  moccasins.  "If  I  go 
back  to  our  camp  with  these, 
he'll  think  I  talked  you  out  of 
them.  I'd  rather  you  took  them, 
if  not  you,  then  Selena." 

Selena  looked  from  one  to  the 
other.  There  was  no  way  out. 
She  would  not  let  Lon  know  how 
she  dreaded  picking  them  up. 
Belle  knew,  of  course,  and  Selena 
saw  a  look  of  admiration  on  her 
sister's  face  as  she  took  the  moc- 
casins from  her. 

Lon  and  Josiah's  wagon  was 
about  two-thirds  of  the  way 
around  the  circle  from  theirs. 
Selena  did  not  cut  through  the 
center  where  the  animals  were 
grazing,  but  walked  around  the 
outside  of  the  ring  of  wagons. 

She  found  Josiah  seated  on 
the  wagon  tongue  soaking  his 
foot  in  a  bucket  of  hot  water. 

"I'm  sorry  to  hear  about  your 
foot,"  said  Selena,  as  she  came 
near. 

"My  own  fault,"  said  Josiah. 
"My  off  horse  always  paws  with 
his  front  feet  when  I  hook  him 
up.  I  should  have  had  sense 
enough  to  get  out  of  the  way." 

"I  brought  you  these  mocca- 
sins," said  Selena,  holding  them 
out  to  him.  "They'll  be  much 
softer  than  your  boot  until  your 
foot  is  better." 

"Lon  sent  you  with  these, 
didn't  he?  He's  always  trying  to 
take  care  of  me.  Well,  you  can 
tell  him.  .  .  ." 

"No,"  interrupted  Selena.  "Not 
Lon.  My  sister,  Belle." 

"Belle!" 

Josiah  was  on  his  feet.  The 
bucket     of     water     went     over. 


Selena  managed  to  get  away 
just  in  time  to  avoid  its  pouring 
over  her  shoes.  For  the  moment 
his  sore  foot  was  forgotten. 

"You  really  mean  it?  Belle 
sent  these  moccasins?" 

"She  did,"  said  the  bewildered 
Selena,  "but  why  all  the  excite- 
ment? What's  so  important  about 
her  sending  them?" 

"Maybe  nothing.  Maybe  every- 
thing. Selena,  hurry  along  back 
and  if  you  see  Lon,  tell  him  I'd 
like  to  see  him  right  sudden- 
like." 

"He's  acting  sort  of  crazy," 
she  told  Lon  as  she  returned  to 
her  own  camp.  "You'd  better  go 
right  away." 

Lon  was  off  at  a  run.  Suppos- 
ing the  injured  foot  had  turned 
to  blood  poisoning.  Suppose.  .  .  . 

But  he  needn't  have  worried. 
When  he  reached  his  own  wagon, 
Josiah  was  already  wearing  the 
moccasins,  shaving  carefully  as 
he  squinted  into  a  piece  of  broken 
mirror  he  had  propped  up  against 
the  side  of  the  wagon. 

As  he  heard  Lon's  footsteps, 
Josiah  turned  to  face  him,  one 
side  of  his  face  still  unshaven. 

"Well!"  said  Lon,  "why  the 
middle  of  the  week  clean-up? 
What's  going  on?" 

"Lon!"  cried  Josiah.  "Lon!  Do 
you  suppose  she  knows?" 

"Knows?  Who?  Knows  what?'' 
asked  Lon. 

"Belle.  Do  you  think  she 
might  have  heard  that  among 
certain  Indian  tribes  the  squaw 
can  choose  her  husband  by  send- 
ing a  pair  of  moccasins  to  the 
man  she  decides  to  marry?" 
(To  be  continued) 


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Charlotte  H.  Singley — Landscape  Artist 

Charlotte  (Lottie)  Hammer  Singley,  Bountiful,  Utah,  finds  much  pleasure 
in  oil  painting.  Her  favorite  subjects  are  mountains,  such  as  the  majestic 
Tetons  of  Wyoming  (top,  center),  winter  scenes,  and  autumn  splendor  in 
forest  country.  Shown  in  the  photograph  above  are  paintings  of  the  Joseph 
Smith  Home  and  the   Sacred   Grove. 

Mrs.  Singley,  a  woman  of  many  talents,  is  also  a  gifted  musician,  and 
has  been  a  choir  member  in  several  wards  and  stakes,  as  well  as  a  member 
of  the  Ogden  Tabernacle  Choir.  Her  poetry,  short  stories,  and  articles  have 
appeared  in  Church  and  national  publications.  She  is  skilled  in  many  kinds 
of  handwork  —  knitting,  embroidery,  crocheting.  With  her  husband,  she  has 
filled  two  missions  —  to  the  Cumorah  Farm  and  the  Joseph  Smith  home.  In 
Relief  Society  work  she  has  been  a  member  of  stake  boards  and  ward  presi- 
dencies and  has  been  class  leader  in  theology  and  literature,  and  discussion 
leader  at  work  meeting,  and  has  been  a  visiting  teacher  for  many  years.  Temple 
work  and  genealogical  research  are  very  dear  to  her,  and  she  is  devoted  to  her 
five  children  and  seventeen  grandchildren. 


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FROM  THE  FIELD 


Hulda  Parker  General  Secretary-Treasurer 


Canadian  Mission  Relief  Society  Singing  Mothers  Present  Music 
For  Mission-Wide  Annual  Convention,  September  14,  1963 

Seated  at  the  left,  front  row,  left  to  right:  First  Counselor  Elva  M.  Adam- 
son;   President  Caroline  L.   Pitcher;   Second  Counselor  Jane   Morrow. 

Second  row,  center,  in  dark  dress:  Donna  Harker,  director  of  the  chorus; 
at  the  right,  fifth  row:    Sharon  Holmes,  accompanist. 

Sister  Pitcher  reports:  "Eighty-six  Singing  Mothers  comprised  the  chorus, 
rendering  'Why  Singing  Mothers  Sing'  and  'How  Lovely  Are  Thy  Dwellings.* 
The  theme  of  the  convention  —  'The  Latter-day  Saint  Home  Has  Its  Pattern 
in  the  Heavens'  —  was  presented  by  Sister  Pitcher.  'As  a  Light  Shining'  — 
reflecting  the  true  spirit  of  visiting  teaching  —  'Ye  Shall  Do  the  Work 
Which  Ye  See  Me  Do'  —  was  presented  by  the  London  District  sisters  with 
accompanying  musical  numbers  beautifully  rendered. 

"Recognition  was  given  to  sisters  achieving  100%  visiting  teaching  and 
honorable  mention  to  other  deserving  sisters.  A  spirit  of  love  and  good  fellow- 
ship prevailed  throughout  the  day.  'Every  sister  a  missionary'  was  again 
particularly  stressed.  There  was  an  outstanding  display  of  handicraft  from 
each  of  the  five  districts.  Many  of  the  sisters'  first  efforts  at  quilting  were 
in  evidence.  Following  a  delicious  luncheon,  departmental  sessions  convened. 
Over  two  hundred  were  in  attendance,  some  traveling  as  far  as  600  miles 
to  attend.  All  five  of  the  district  presidents  and  a  majority  of  the  branch 
presidents  gave  the  sisters  their  support  in  the  venture." 

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All  material  submitted  for 
publication  in  this  department 
should  be  sent  through  stake 
and  mission  Relief  Society  pres- 
idents. See  regulations  govern- 
ing the  submittal  of  material  for 
"Notes  From  the  Field"  in  the 
Magazine  for  January  1958, 
page  47,  and  in  the  Relief  So- 
ciety Handbook  of  Instructions. 


San  Antonio  (Texas)  Stake  Relief  Society  Visiting  Teachers  l-ionored 
At  Convention,  June  15,   1963 

Front  row,  seated,  left  to  right:  Angela  Elizondo;  Otilia  Zeigler;  Lucia 
Bremer;   Margarita   Favella;    Maria   Vasquez. 

Back  row,  standing,  left  to  right:  Hattie  Bitter;  Fannie  Ekstrom;  Thilla 
Greathouse;  Louise  Turley;  Carmen  Martinez. 

Kathryn  K.  Willis,  former  President,  San  Antonio  Stake  Relief  Society, 
reports  that  there  was  an  excellent  attendance  at  the  convention  and  a  greater 
interest  in  visiting  teaching  was  aroused.  "Sister  Lucia  Bremer  was  especially 
honored  as  a  member  of  the  first  Relief  Society  in  San  Antonio.  The  first 
meeting  of  the  society  there  was  held  in  her  home.  Sister  Bremer  and  the 
other  sisters  in  the  picture  were  presented  with  a  beautiful  carnation  corsage 
by  Gladys  Bremer,  stake  Relief  Society  board  member,  for  their  faithful  teach- 
ing for  over  twenty,  years.  Each  visiting  teacher  present  received  a  'Pattern 
for  Living'  made  by  the  stake  board  members. 

"The  play  'May  We  Come  In?'  written  by  Ivy  Huish  Jones,  was  presented 
in  a  very  instructive  and  entertaining  manner.  The  play  depicted  the  im- 
portance of  visiting  teaching  and  the  need  of  having  love  in  our  hearts  when 
we  make  our  visits.  Talks  were  given  by  three  of  the  sisters  on  various  phases 
of  visiting  teaching.  A  social  hour  and  refreshments  were  enjoyed  by  all." 

Delpha  Jeffers  is  the  new  president  of  San  Antonio  Stake  Relief  Society. 


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Pasadena  Stake  (California)  Singing  Mothers  Present  Music  for  Many  Occasions 

Nell  Ellsworth,  President,  Pasadena  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports:  "The 
Singing  Mothers  of  Pasadena  Stake  have  for  their  chorister  Ovena  Mayo,  and 
the  accompanists  are  Delia  Cox,  at  the  piano,  and  Lydia  Smith,  at  the  organ. 
This  group  sings  regularly  for  two  stake  conferences  a  year,  at  special  leader- 
ship meetings,  and  in  wards  on  special  occasions." 


Irish  Mission  Relief  Society  Enjoys  Unified  Mission  Bazaar 

June  15,   1963 

Sandra  M.  Covey,  President,  Irish  Mission  Relief  Society,  reports:  "The 
Relief  Society  women  representing  twenty  branches  in  Ireland  sponsored  a 
unified  mission  bazaar  at  Redhill,  the  beautiful  mission  home  in  Belfast.  The 
fete  was  graciously  opened  by  Mr.  Leslie  Stuart,  official  royal  photographer 
for  Northern  Ireland.  A  fancy  dress  parade  for  the  children,  a  vocal  and 
instrumental  quartet,  a  portrait  stall  featuring  Mr.  Charles  Sinclair,  a  local 
cartoonist;  and  boat  rides  on  Redhill  Lake  were  especially  popular.  A  balloon 
man  clown  and  lovely  hankie  girl  delighted  the  children,  and  families  tested 
skill  and  luck  in  the  various  game  booths.  Items  on  sale,  the  results  of  many 
months  of  work,  were  displayed  in  gaily  decorated  booths  and  stalls,  including 
handicrafts,  children's  toys,  fish  pond,  wonderful  home  bakery,  flower  and 
vegetable  stall,  "white  elephant,"  apron,  children's  clothing,  homemade  sweets, 
cosmetics,  refreshments,  and  visual  aids  for  families  and  teachers. 

"Each  Relief  Society  had  heavy  assignments  and  solicited  help  from 
inactive  and  nonmember  women.  Some  organizations  doubled  their  member- 
ship, and  many  women  joined  the  Church.  We  were  thrilled  with  the  $1,000 
raised,  though  the  fete  was  closed  early  by  heavy  rain.  Of  special  interest  was 
a  seventy-five  page  bazaar  idea  and  pattern  book  which  we  had  printed,  con- 
taining hundreds  of  patterns  and  ideas.  These  were  sold  to  Relief  Societies  in 
Europe  and  women's  clubs  in  Ireland." 


Ashley  Stake  (Utah)  Closing  Social  and  Inter-Faith  Barbecue  Dinner 

May  1963 

Mazie  S.  Christensen,  President,  Ashley  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports 
this  unusually  successful  occasion:  "The  Ashley  Stake  Relief  Society  held  a 
closing  social  in  the  form  of  an  inter-faith  barbecue  dinner,  served  on  the  patio 
of  the  Ashley-Uintah  Stake  center.  The  picture  shows  members  of  the  stake 
board,  assisted  by  Bishop  Ben  Lindsay,  as  they  barbecue  chicken  for  the 
affair.  An  interesting  display  of  articles  made  by  Relief  Society  members 
during  the  past  year  was  exhibited  in  the  recreation  room." 


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MARCH  1964 


North  Sanpete  Stake  (Utah),   Mount  Pleasant  First  Ward  Annual  Day 

March   18,   1963 

Left  to  right:  Lavon  McArthur,  Secretary -Treasurer;  Ruth  Fowles,  Second 
Counselor;  Nellie  McAllister,  President;  Elnora  Larsen,  First  Counselor. 

Louise  B.  Johansen,  President,  North  Sanpete  Stake  Relief  Society,  re- 
ports: "The  Mount  Pleasant  First  Ward  Relief  Society  celebrated  the  found- 
ing of  the  organization  by  having  a  luncheon  and  program  with  an  international 
theme.  At  one  end  of  the  hall  a  large  map  of  the  world  was  placed  in  the 
middle  of  flags  representing  various  countries,  and  ribbons  of  the  Relief  Society 
colors  indicated  the  location  of  the  temples,  and  pictures  of  the  temples  were 
placed  at  one  end  of  the  ribbons. 

"The  last  verse  of  the  song  'Come  Unto  Jesus'  was  printed  on  a  large  plac- 
ard and  placed  at  one  side.  These  decorations  tied  in  with  the  decorations 
used  on  the  tables.  A  collection  of  dolls,  six  to  twelve  inches  high,  from  many 
countries,  along  with  flags  representing  the  different  nations,  were  used, 
centered  by  a  globe  of  the  world,  with  blue  and  gold  ribbon  reaching  out  in 
many  directions.  Gumdrops  were  used  to  hold  small  flags  from  many  countries. 
These  flags  matched  flags  used  on  the  invitations,  which  were  taken  to  all  the 
sisters  of  the  ward.  They  were  asked  to  bring  their  invitations  for  use  in  finding 
their  seats. 

"The  menu  also  carried  out  the  same  theme: 

Swiss  ham 

Sanpete  carrots 

English  rolls 

Scalloped  Irish  potatoes 

Chinese  cabbage  with  French  dressing 

Hawaiian  dessert 

"The  program  also  followed  the  theme: 

Xylophone  solo  —  medley  of  Scotch  music 

Cello  solo  —  Hawaiian  music 

Swiss  yodeling 

Danish  song  (in  Danish) 

Origin  and  stories  about  St.  Patrick's  Day  by  a  sister  from  Ireland 

Vocal  solo  —  'God  Bless  America' 
"The  history  of  the  ward  Relief  Society,  from  the  time  of  its  beginning 
in  1961,  was  related.  Sixty  sisters  were  present." 


Uruguayan   Mission,  Carrasco  Branch   Pioneer  Day  Celebration,   1963 

Helen  Fyans,  President,  Uruguayan  Mission  Relief  Society,  reports  that 
the  unique  "Pioneer  Day"  celebration  held  in  the  Carrasco  Branch  was  typical 
of  many  similar  celebrations  held  throughout  the  mission:  "Organized  under 
the  direction  of  the  Relief  Society  of  each  branch,  the  celebrations  included 
a  presentation  of  slides  and  narration  about  the  Latter-day  Saint  pioneers, 
typical  music,  and  square  dancing.  Decorations  included  wagon  wheels,  hand- 
carts, and  a  big  fire. 

"In  some  areas  the  construction  program  was  aided  through  the  contri- 
bution of  a  'Kilo'  by  each  person  attending  the  celebration.  The  'Kilos'  are 
used  to  sustain  the  Church  building  missionaries.  The  program  was  planned 
by  the  Relief  Society  Mission  Board,  headed  by  Sister  Carmen  C.  de  Galli. 
Other  members  of  the  board  are  Luz  Oliva  de  Rodal,  Maria  Luisa  DiPierro, 
Maria  Elida  Wins  de  Otero,  and  Alba  Molinari  LaBuonora.  The  celebrations 
attracted  large  attendance  of  both  members  and  nonmembers." 

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:"SuS  Trom  every  noTion, 
^rom  ei.er/  land  ond  isle  offne  sea; 
Unh  ihe  high  and  lowly  in  datfon, 
ver  he  caliss  ^'^Come  to  me,  to  me*\ 


MARCH  1964 


Rarotongan  Mission  (Cook  Islands),  Avarua  Branch  Work  Meeting 

August  13,   1963 

Front  row,  left  to  right:  Metua  Jones;  Tauri  Taroro;  Tuo  Ngati;  Pauline 
Mitchel. 

Back  row,  left  to  right:  Alice  Vahua;  Delia  Howard;  Ngametira  Tuaputa; 
Inez  S.  Moody,  President,  Rarotongan  Mission  Relief  Society;  Rongo  Kea; 
Ina  Taroro;  Rau  Tai;  Ngaupoko  Papera;  Teei  Ngatokoa;  Metua  Kura. 

Sister  Moody  reports  that  the  women  in  the  picture  are  making  Pareu 
skirts  for  the  Polynesian  Village  opening  at  Laie.  Around  the  table  is  a  sample 
of  the  skirts.  In  the  background  are  Taewaiwai  quilts  made  by  the  sisters. 
"They  have  seventy-six  skirts  to  make.  It  is  quite  a  difficult,  long  process  to 
prepare  the  Kiriau  (grass),  for  they  have  to  cut  the  young  trees  from  the 
hills  and  take  them  to  the  beach,  skin  the  outer  layer  of  bark,  and  bury  the 
limbs  in  the  sea  under  heavy  rocks,  where  the  sea  keeps  them  wet.  They  stay 
there  for  from  five  to  ten  days,  then  they  are  taken  out  of  the  water,  and  the 
inner  bark  is  taken  off.  This  is  the  bark  they  use  for  the  skirts.  It  has  to  dry 
thoroughly  for  a  day  or  two,  then  long  strips  are  cut  and  tied  onto  heavier 
bark  to  make  the  skirt.  It  takes  about  twenty  stalks  to  make  one  skirt.  After 
the  skirts  are  made,  the  seeds  and  beads  and  shells  must  be  gathered  and 
cleaned  to  decorate  the  waistbands  of  the  skirts.  If  there  is  to  be  any  coloring 
in  the  skirt,  then  the  material  must  be  dyed  before  the  skirt  is  made.  To  make 
seventy-six  is  a  long,  tedious  job." 


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Aiton  Brown 


April  means  spring.  Spring  means  house  cleaning.  So  Tuesday  of  last  week  found 
me  surveying  my  attic  storeroom  with  distaste.  Nevertheless,  the  unpleasant  task  must 
be  done,  so  I  flew  into  it  with  forced  vigor.  The  room  had  not  been  invaded  for  sev- 
eral years,  and  soon  I  was  surrounded  by  a  cloud  of  dust  which  aggravated  my  hay 
fever.  As  I  groped,  coughing  and  sneezing,  toward  the  window,  I  stumbled  over  the 
narrow  end  of  a  coffin-shaped  box  partially  concealed  under  an  ancient  washstand. 
It  was  my  father's  old  violin  case.  The  battle-scarred  leather  covering,  its  color  oblit- 
erated by  dust,  was  tattered  and  worn,  and  the  wooden  frame  could  be  seen  through 
a  hole  at  the  end.  As  I  tenderly  picked  it  up,  dusted  it  off,  and  placed  it  on  a  pack- 
ing box,  my  eyes  filled  with  tears.  I  could  hardly  see  my  fingers  as  they  fumbled  with 
the  lock,  and  only  after  several  clumsy  attempts  was  I  able  to  open  the  case.  There, 
protected  by  a  worn,  faded,  red  velvet  wrapper,  was  my  father's  violin,  the  treasured 
possession  that  had  been  one  of  his  great  loves  —  second  only  to  his  family. 

The  aged  instrument  showed  signs  of  usage,  but  the  golden  luster  of  the  wood 
was  still  evident;  a  luster  created  by  many  hours  of  careful  polishing  with  a  soft  cloth 
held  in  strong  but  gentle  hands.  The  same  hands  that  could  either  capably  rope  a 
steer  or  soothe  a  fexered  brow.  The  slight  discoloration  of  the  finish  surrounding  the 
graceful  sound  holes  indicated  antiquity.  Four  strings,  three  loosened  and  one  still 
taut,  were  drawn  from  the  frog  over  the  slender  black  ebony  fingerboard.  The  strings 
were  then  fastened  to  the  pegs  near  the  end  of  the  neck,  which  was  adorned  by  a 
handsome  hand  carved  scroll. 

As  I  lifted  the  instrument  and  plucked  the  untuned  strings  with  my  thumb,  I 
could  see  the  slight  dullness  of  the  fingerboard;  a  dullness  caused  by  countless  journeys 
of  sensitive,  though  calloused,  fingers  up  and  down  the  strings  searching  for  the  clear, 
sweet,  melodious  tones  pleasant  to  hear.  Gay  tunes,  sad  tunes,  ballads,  jigs,  classics, 
and  hymns  —  each  had  at  one  time  or  another  revealed  the  mood  of  the  maestro. 
I  then  ran  my  fingertips  caressingly  over  the  worn  chin  rest  that  had  time  and  time 
again  nestled  a  silken  black  beard;  a  beard  which  had  framed  a  smiling  mouth,  en- 
hanced a  fine  Grecian  nose,  and  complemented  two  merry  blue  eyes. 

"Is  it  a  Stradivarius?"  you  ask.  No,  it  is  an  instrument  fashioned  from  a  piece 
of  applewood  by  my  grandfather  for  his  son's  eleventh  birthday.  "Oh,  just  a  fiddle," 
is  your  comment.  I  would  never  hesitate  to  give  honored  credit  for  great  violin  mak- 
ing to  the  master  from  Cremona,  but  more  love  never  existed  than  the  love  that  went 
into  the  creation  of  this  humble  instrument. 

Then  came  the  day  when  the  violin  was  put  away  for  the  last  time.  It  was  the 
day  the  trembling  rheumatic  fingers  had  searched  l)lindly  and  unsuccessfully  for  the 
clear  true  tones  of  former,  more  youthful  years.  Over  and  over  again,  the  campaign 
waged,  but  finally,  with  a  sigh  of  defeat,  the  grand  old  man  was  forced  to  succumb 
to  the  one  enemy  over  which  he  could  gain  no  victory  —  time. 

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Feather  Grief 

Ida  Elaine  James 

Your  shattered  sphere  made  whole 

With  a  bit  of  glue, 

I  played  the  goddess-role 

To  little  you. 

You  with  the  simple  goal 

Of  toys  mended, 

I  cannot  help  but  wonder 

Of  the  long  days  when, 

Small  panic  of  tears  and  thunder 

Stilled  —  I  can't  restore  again 

The  heart  asunder  — 

Such  joys  ended. 

And  no  one  sees  my  own  tear  shed 

For  the  hours,  days,  years 

That  you  may  go  uncomforted 

With  undried  tears 

Be  I  alive  or  dead. 

So  if  I  hold  you  overlong 

While  you  strain  away 

Recovering  your  April-song 

Forgetful  in  play, 

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My  love-word  said. 


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Pathway 

Catherine  B.  Bowles 

We  walk  the  path  of  life  but  once 
As  we  journey  down  the  way; 
We  do  not  pass  this  way  again 
As  we  travel  day  by  day. 

Shall  we  plant  seeds  of  happiness 
Or  strew  the  path  with  flowers 
And  sow  the  seed  of  gratitude 
For  rich  blessings  that  are  ours? 

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If  we  have  helped,  in  some  small  way> 
To  give  another  a  brighter  day. 
Then  life  has  not  been  lived  in  vain; 
Blessings  will  come  back  again. 

The  fragrance  of  a  life  well  spent 
Smooths  the  pathway  we  have  trod 
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MARCH  1964 


Painting  With  Glass 

(Continued  from  page  202) 

Throughout  the  project,  the  interest  of  neighbors  and  friends 
has  been  aroused,  and  their  curiosity  has  led  them  to  the  homes 
where  the  pictures  were  being  assembled.  The  pleasant  hours  with 
new  friends  was  an  unexpected  by-product.  The  heavy  work  of  the 
project  fell  on  a  few,  but  there  were  many  who  enjoyed  and  benefited 
from  this  productive  experience. 

The  Happy  Ending 

Such  a  personal  feeling  goes  into  each  picture  that  the  sisters 
regret  parting  with  their  creations!  However,  when  a  well-known 
Washington,  D.  C,  Savings  and  Loan  Company  offered  to  display 
ten  pictures  in  their  attractive,  busy  Connecticut  Avenue  window, 
with  spotlights  on  them  at  night,  the  "apron  strings"  were  happily 
cut,  and  the  sisters'  "brain  children"  went  on  display,  with  prices 
ranging  from  $45  to  $175.  It  is  difficult  to  know  which  caused  the 
most  surprise,  the  $500  obtained  from  the  immediate  sales,  or  the 
bewilderment  skeptical  husbands  registered  when  the  pictures  sold! 
This  was  one  project  where  the  makers  didn't  have  to  buy  back 
their  own  productions. 

Currently,  the  same  Loan  Company  has  asked  for  more  pictures, 
and  they  have  arranged  a  display  in  three  of  their  busy  locations. 
One  display  is  just  two  blocks  from  the  White  House.  The  inquiries 
about  the  pictures  bring  them  sufficient  business  so  that  they  do 
not  charge  a  commission  for  selling. 

College  Park  Relief  Society  women  had  worked  diligently  to 
contribute  to  the  building  and  furnishing  of  their  new  chapel,  and 
for  the  room  furnishings,  kitchen  equipment,  and  stainless  steel  serv- 
ice for  200.  The  money  from  the  sale  of  the  pictures  gave  the  sisters 
the  thrill  of  having  cash  for  a  luxury.  It  was  invested  in  silver  serv- 
ing pieces  for  refreshment  tables,  including  silver  punch  bowls  and 
assorted  sizes  of  silver  trays.  They  wisely  spent  their  money  for 
luxuries  only  after  the  necessities  and  needs  of  the  operating  budget 
had  been  met. 

As  with  all  creative  work,  glass  picture-making  requires  time 
and  thought.  To  the  neophyte,  it  may  be  work,  but  with  practice 
and  experience  it  becomes  a  fascinating  art  —  rewarding  as  a  means 
of  expression  and  in  the  creation  of  something  lovely,  unique,  and 
of  value  in  the  home  or  on  the  market.  The  bonus  surprise  of  at- 
tracting new  friends  to  Relief  Society  is  a  priceless  reward  of  love 
in  action. 


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GJIean  Douglas 

And  now  I  go  from  water  —  from  the  sound 

Which   has  caressed  me  through  the  nights  and  days. 

My  feet  will  turn  to  distant,  arid  ways  — 

And  sometimes  stand  quite  still  on  desert  ground 

Because  the  wind  through  dusty  palms  has  sighed 

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Brown  roads  in  April  lead  where  uplands  lie 
Uncovered  by  the  sudden  warmth  of  spring; 
Brown  roads  in  April  wander  where  the  high 
Ridges  of  the  hills  are  blossoming. 
They  thrust  through  thickets  laced  with  green, 
And  stretch  their  length  along  the  lazy  field; 
Steeply  up  the  wrinkled  slope  they  lean 
Their  rutted  path,  nor  do  their  yearnings  yield 
To  snows  that  signal  winter's  last  protest, 
But  up  they  wander,  and  they  bid  our  feet 
To  follow  them  upon  the  joyous  quest 
For  life  renewed  where  earth  and  heaven  meet. 


The  Cover:   ^^    Bright  Pinnacle  in  Red  Canyon,  Utah 
^    Transparency  by  Claire  W.  Noall 
J.  Lithographed  in  full  color  by  Deseret  News  Press 

Frontispiece:        South  Fork,  Provo  River,  Utah 
Photograph  by  Willard  Luce 

Art  Layout:        Dick  Scopes 

Illustrations:        Mary  Scopes 


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May  I  congratulate  you  on  our 
wonderful  Relief  Society  Magazine.  I 
can  hardly  wait  each  month  to  get 
my  copy  —  each  one  with  such  a 
beautiful  cover.  The  lovely  inspiring 
talks,  stories,  and  poems,  not  to  men- 
tion the  wonderful  lessons,  are  ap- 
preciated by  me. 

Mrs.  Tena  V.  Dorp  Van  der  Ende 

Redondo  Beach,  California 

I  want  to  thank  you  for  The  Relief 
Society  Magazine  and  its  guidance 
for  the  Relief  Society  program.  I  am 
sure  our  Father  is  pleased  with  the 
wonderful  inspirational  lessons  and 
the  uplift  the  whole  program  gives  to 
the  sisters.  I  am  a  young  mother  of 
four  and  I  certainly  look  forward  to 
Relief  Society  meeting.  It  really  in- 
spires me  in  my  dealings  with  my 
husband  and  family. 

Mrs.  Kaye  Sims 

Seattle,  Washington 

I  just  had  to  drop  you  a  note  and 
tell  you  how  much  I  enjoy  The  Relief 
Society  Magazine.  It  is  a  real  inspira- 
tion. I  was  especially  thrilled  with  the 
conclusion  of  Rosa  Lee  Lloyd's  serial 
"Kiss  of  the  Wind"  (February  1964). 
It  was  such  a  sweet,  inspiring  story.  I 
feel  as  if  I  had  been  to  Hawaii.  I  look 
forward  to  more  of  Mrs.  Lloyd's 
stories.  I  loved  her  serial  about  Alas- 
ka, too. 

Claire  Farrer 

Salt  Lake  City,  Utah 

I  just  had  to  sit  down  and  tell  you 
how  much  I  enjoyed  reading  "Kiss 
of  the  Wind,"  by  Rosa  Lee  Lloyd.  It 
was  a  wonderful  story.  The  Magazine 
is  a  helpmeet  in  my  life. 

Mrs.  Carol  Kemple 
North  Las  Vegas,  Nevada 


I  simply  must  write  and  tell  you 
how  outstanding  our  little  Magazine 
is.  I  love  the  color  added  to  each  page 
—  it  makes  the  Magazine  even  more 
beautiful.  Each  cover  is  a  collector's 
item  in  itself.  So  thanks  so  much  for 
a  clean,  wholesome,  edifying  Maga- 
zine —  a  true  gem  in  our  times. 
Nora  O.  Caldwell 
Corvallis,  Montana 


What  a  wonderful  story  just  con- 
cluded in  the  February  issue  of  the 
Magazine,  such  a  splendid  picture  of 
Hawaiian  life  ("Kiss  of  the  Wind," 
by  Rosa  Lee  Lloyd).  I  love  the  lesson 
material  very  much,  and  the  recipes 
are  delightful. 

Helen  H.  Stickler 

Salt  Lake  City,  Utah 

Of  all  the  contents  of  the  February 
Magazine,  I  enjoyed  the  editorial  most 
("The  Words  That  Women  Write," 
by  Vesta  P.  Crawford).  It  touched  me 
where  I  live.  The  new  serial  ("Your 
Heart  to  Understanding,"  by  Hazel 
M.  Thomson)  got  off  to  a  good  start. 
The  characterization  of  Belle  is  good, 
and  the  action  moves  in  a  straight 
line.  The  second  prize  story  ("Mama 
Lives  in  the  Kitchen,"  by  Lael  J. 
Littke) ,  I  thought  good,  except  for  the 
fact  that  a  woman  with  three  children, 
ages  three,  ten,  and  sixteen,  should 
not  have  been  so  overwhelmed  with 
kitchen  work,  unless  she  really  wanted 
to  do  it,  which,  I  suppose,  is  the  point 
of  the  story.  The  frontispiece  poem 
("Sonnet  to  the  Sea,"  by  Alice  Morrey 
Bailey)  I  love,  and  I  am  thankful  I 
have  had  the  delight  of  being  on  that 
very  spot  in  Monterey. 

Dorothy  Clapp  Robinson 

Boise,  Idaho 


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The    r^Oli^ff    S^Ci^ty  Magazine 


APRIL    1964      VOLUME   51      NUMBER   4 

Editor     Marianne  C.  Sharp 
Associate  Editor     Vesta  P.  Crawford 
General  Manager     Belle  S.  Spafford 

Special  Features 

244  Exalting  the  Poor     John  H.  Vandenberg 

250  Marjorie  C.  Pingree  Appointed  to  the  General  Board     Elizabeth  B.  Winters 

251  Darlene  C.  Dedekind  Appointed  to  the  General  Board     Irene  W.  Buehner 

252  Cleone  R.  Eccles  Appointed  to  the  General  Board     Jeanette  M.  Morrell 

253  The  Worth  of  The  Relief  Society  Magazine     T.  Bowring  Woodbury 

270  Springtime  Thoughts  of  a  Happy  Woman     Caroline  Eyring  Miner 

275  Cancer's  Two  Deadly  Gaps     American  Cancer  Society 

Fiction -Special  April  Short  Stories 

256     The  Storm     Lila  Spencer 

263     More  Blessed  to  Receive     Nita  Ellis 

276  Please,  Not  This  One     Merle  E.  Feriante 
283     Be  Yourself     Betty  G.  Spencer 

303     Your  Heart  to  Understanding  —  Chapter  3     Hazel  M.   Thomson 

General  Features 

242     From  Near  and  Far 

271  Woman's  Sphere     Ramona   W.  Cannon 

272  Editorial:  Relief  Society  Time  at  the  New  York  World's  Fair 

Marianne  C.  Sharp 
274     Notes  to  the  Field:  Lesson  Previews  to  Appear  in  the  June  Issue  of 

The  Relief  Society  Magazine 
310     Notes  From  the  Field:   Relief  Society  Activities     Hulda  Parker 
320     Birthday  Congratulations 

The  Home -Inside  and  Out 

289     Application     Louise  Murray 
291     Stretching  the  Food  Budget 

Part  VI  —  Make  the  Most  of  Economical  Cuts  of  Meat     Sadie  O.  Morris 

295  The  Other  Day     Christie  Lund  Coles 

296  How  About  a  "Get  It  Done  Day"?     Vera  Stocker 

297  It  Was  Springtime     Evelyn  Fjeldsted 

298  Round-Table  Togetherness     Violet  Nimmo 
300     Cover-Ups  for  Older  Tots     Adelle  Ashby 

302     Sara  C.  Bowles  Makes  Many  Quilts  and  Quilted  Bedspreads 

Poetry 

241     Quest  —  Frontispiece     Lucille  Rampton  Perry 

Neighbor  Child,  by  Margery  S.  Stewart,  249:  Enchanted  Valley,  by  Sylvia  Probst  Young, 
261;  Spring's  Impulse,  by  Thelma  J.  Lund,  262;  Quintet  for  Spring,  by  Hazel  Loomis,  269; 
The  Warblers,  by  Dorothy  J.  Roberts,  274;  Earth  Renewed,  by  Grace  Barker  Wilson,  275; 
Desert  in  Springtime,  by  Ethel  Jacobson,  281;  His  Forgiving  Way,  by  Viola  Ashton  Candland, 
282;  Gift  Apron,  by  Beulah  Huish  Sadleir,  288;  The  Heavens  Proclaim,  by  Veda  G.  Linford, 
289;  Spring  Fashion,  by  Vesta  N.  Fairbairn,  290;  Stimulus,  by  Eva  Willes  Wangsgaard,  290; 
Empty  Nest,  by  Ida  Elaine  James,  294;  An  Evening  Thought,  by  Catherine  B.  Bowles,  295; 
Halfway,  by  Zara  Sabin,  299;  Deserted  Farm  House,  by  Annie  Atkin  Tanner,  309;  Sleep, 
by  Iris  W.  Schow,  317;  Thank  You,  by  Lorretta  Hanson,  318;  Zaccheus,  by  Linnie  Fisher 
Robinson,  319. 


Exalting 
the  Poor 


Presiding  Bishop  John  H.  Vandenberg 

[Address  Delivered  at  the  Relief  Society  Annual  General  Conference, 

October  3,  1963] 


I  feel  very  humble  and  grateful, 
my  dear  sisters,  to  participate 
with  you  in  this  conference  of 
Relief  Society  leaders.  It  has 
been  suggested  that  I  say  some- 
thing concerning  the  Relief  So- 
ciety's responsibility  toward  the 
welfare  program  in  the  wards  and 
stakes  of  the  Church. 

One  of  the  distinguishing  fea- 
tures of  the  Church  is  its  organi- 
zation of  which  the  Relief  Society 
is  one  of  the  strong  facets.  The 
Prophet  Joseph  Smith  said,  "I 
will  organize  the  sisters  under 
the  priesthood  after  a  pattern 
of  the  priesthood,"  and  then 
later  he  said,  "This  church  was 
never  perfectly  organized  until 
the  women  were  thus  organized."' 
One  never  thinks  of  welfare  work 
in  the  Church  without  thinking 
of  the  Relief  Society.  Elder 
Albert  E.  Bowen  once  said,  "A 
church  is  an  organization  for  the 
orderly  carrying  out  of  practices 
enjoined.  Organization  means 
order.  Lack  of  it  means  frustra- 
tion and  chaos.  It  is  important 
to  note  that  for  every  command 
God  has  given  he  has  provided 
means  for  carrying  it  out."^ 

The  Savior  was  deeply  con- 
cerned about  those  in  need  and 
gave  particular  attention  to  the 
requirement  of  taking  care  of 
the  poor,  to  those  who  would 
serve  him.  "If  thou  wilt  be  per- 
fect," he  said  to  the  rich  young 


man,  "go  and  sell  that  thou  hast, 
and  give  to  the  poor."^ 

His  apostles  continued  his  doc- 
trine. "Pure  religion  and  unde- 
filed  before  God  and  the  Father 
is  this.  To  visit  the  fatherless 
and  the  widows  in  their  affliction, 
and  to  keep  himself  unspotted 
from  the  world."^ 

In  this  latter  day,  a  special  in- 
junction has  come  to  the  bishop 
in  "Searching  after  the  poor  to 
administer  to  their  wants.  "^  Fur- 
ther, "and  it  is  my  purpose  to 
provide  for  my  saints,  for  all 
things  are  mine.  But  it  needs  be 
in  mine  own  way." 

The  welfare  plan  is  the  Lord's 
own  way  and  encompasses  all  the 
instructions  that  have  just  been 
referred  to. 

President  Heber  J.  Grant  de- 
clared, "This  is  one  of  the  great- 
est and  most  important  things 
the  Church  has  ever  undertaken 
to  put  over,  and  it  will  be  put 
over  because  we  have  the  ability 
and  the  power  to  do  it."^ 

I  like  to  think  that  when  Presi- 
dent Grant  spoke  of  the  "ability" 
he  was  thinking  of  the  devoted 
women  in  the  Relief  Society  with 
their  characteristics  of  tender- 
ness, mercy,  warmth,  love, 
understanding,  and  ability  to 
"provoke  the  brethren  to  good 
works."  When  he  spoke  of  the 
"power"  he  was  thinking  of  the 
Priesthood,  its  organization,  and 


244 


EXALTING  THE  POOR 


the  Priesthood  bearers'  devotion 
to  the  Church.  The  combination 
of  the  two  operating  together 
cannot  fail. 

The  objectives  of  the  welfare 
plan  are  continuous  and  varied. 
They  may,  however,  be  generally 
thought  of  as  belonging  to  two 
categories  —  immediate  and  ulti- 
mate. 

The  immediate  objective  is  to 
render  necessary  assistance,  to 
see  that  "all  should  be  cared  for, 
no  one  should  suffer,  no  one 
should  be  hungry,  no  one  un- 
clothed, no  one  without  shelter." 

Where  it  is  reported  that  a 
family  is  in  need,  the  bishop  in- 
vestigates that  need  by  counsel- 
ing with  the  family.  Upon  his 
recommendation,  he  directs  the 
Relief  Society  president  to  visit 
the  home  to  ascertain  what  may 
be  necessary  for  the  proper  con- 
sideration of  the  case. 

If  the  family  is  found  to 
be  destitute  of  food  or  clothing 
or  other  needful  items,  the 
Relief  Society  president  at  once 
reports  to  the  bishop  with  her 
recommendation  —  and  an  order 
to  the  storehouse  is  then  issued 
by  the  bishop  to  supply  the  im- 
mediate needs.  They  do  not  wait 
for  an  extended  analysis.  Then 
follows  the  real  work  of  analyzing 
and  rehabilitating  the  family  into 
a  self-sustaining  program.  It  is 
here  that  the  Relief  Society 
is  responsible  smoothly  and  ef- 
ficiently to  assist  the  bishop. 

Today,  the  standard  of  living 
is  generally  considered  to  be 
greatly  improved  over  the  condi- 
tions of  the  nineteen  thirties; 
but  there  are  many  who  are  in 
need,  and  the  welfare  plan  is 
operating  more  effectively  than 


ever  in  helping  to  care  for  physi- 
cal needs.  Realistically,  we  are 
meeting  this  challenge,  and  the 
Relief  Society  is  efficiently  carry- 
ing out  the  assignments  given  to 
it  by  the  Priesthood,  both  in  the 
rendering  of  assistance  and  in 
the  production  of  commodities. 

The  ultimate  objective  is  to 
"help  people  to  help  themselves.'* 
True  charity  is  more  than  just 
giving,  it  is  to  help  one  to  lift 
himself  so  that  he  can  independ- 
ently maintain  himself.  It  has 
been  said: 

The  real  long  term  objective  of  the 
Welfare  Plan  is  the  building  of  char- 
acter in  the  members  of  the  Church, 
givers  and  receivers,  rescuing  all  that 
is  finest  down  deep  in  the  inside  of 
them  and  bringing  to  flower  and  fruit- 
age the  latent  richness  of  the  spirit 
which  after  all  is  the  mission  and 
purpose  and  reason  for  being  of  this 
Church.7 

James  Allen  once  said: 

Man  is  a  growth  by  law,  and  not 
a  creation  by  artifice,  and  cause  and 
effect  are  as  absolute  and  undeviating 
in  the  hidden  realm  of  thought  as  in 
the  world  of  visible  and  material 
things.  A  noble  and  Godlike  character 
is  not  a  thing  of  favour  or  chance, 
but  is  the  natural  result  of  continued 
effort  in  right  thinking,  the  effect  of 
long  cherished  association  with  God- 
like thoughts.^ 

It  would  appear,  then,  that 
there  is  need  to  prepare  the 
minds  of  the  people  with  the 
great  virtues  of  the  plan.  This 
being  the  case  where  do  we  start? 

The  apostle  Paul  suggests  that 
the  home  is  where  true  charity 
begins.  He  said:  "But  if  any  pro- 
vide not  for  his  own,  and  special- 
ly for  those  of  his  own  house,  he 
hath  denied  the  faith,  and  is 
worse  than  an  infidel."^ 


245 


APRIL  1964 


The  home  is  where  the  Prophet 
Joseph  Smith  placed  the  empha- 
sis when  he  said  to  the  Rehef 
Society: 

To  illustrate  the  object  of  the  So- 
ciety, that  the  Society  of  Sisters  might 
provoke  the  brethren  to  good  works 
in  looking  after  the  wants  of  the  poor, 
searching  after  objects  of  charity  and 
in  administering  to  their  wants,  to 
assist,  by  correcting  the  morals  and 
strengthening  the  virtues  of  the  com- 
munity. .  .  .10 

The  home  is  the  fortress  of 
the  Church.  The  home  is  the 
place  to  build  the  character  of 
the  people.  The  home  is  where 
the  morals  may  be  corrected  to 
strengthen  the  virtues  of  the 
community.  Our  lives  and  con- 
duct must  be  such  as  to  invite 
the  spirit  of  the  Lord  to  dwell 
in  our  homes. 

When  we  think  of  the  Relief 
Society,  we  think  of  the  mothers 
in  the  Church.  The  mothers  are 
the  center  of  the  lives  of  all 
Church  members  —  children  and 
husbands,  alike.  The  Relief  So- 
ciety, because  of  its  direct  line 
through  the  mothers  into  the 
homes  of  the  Church,  is  a  potent 
agency  through  which  we  can 
hope  to  achieve  the  ultimate  wel- 
fare goal  of  the  Church. 

George  Hubert  said,  "A  good 
mother  equals  a  hundred  school- 
masters. George  Washington,  the 
eldest  of  five  children,  was  only 
eleven  years  of  age  when  his 
father  died.  His  mother  was  a 
woman  of  extraordinary  ability 
who  handled  her  responsibilities 
with  success." 

No  assignment  in  the  Relief 
Society  should  ever  be  considered 
as  an  excuse  to  neglect  the  home. 
You,  as  leaders  in  the  Relief  So- 
ciety, must  set  the  example  in 


the  home  and  promote  peace  and 
love  therein.  Again,  let  me  re- 
mind you  that  the  home  is  the 
fortress  of  the  Church.  Keep  it 
strong  by  properly  teaching  the 
mothers  in  the  arts  of  homemak- 
ing. 

It  has  also  been  said,  and  I 
quote: 

The  greatest  literary  artist  in 
American  History,  Nathaniel  Haw- 
thorne, not  only  owed  his  success  to 
the  daily  inspiration  of  his  good  wife, 
but  also  his  only  opportunity  to  com- 
pose first  his  mind  and  then  his 
masterpiece.  If  it  had  not  been  for 
Sophia,  perhaps  we  should  not  now 
remember    Hawthorne. 

He  lost  his  job  in  the  custom  house. 
A  broken-hearted  man,  he  went  home 
to  tell  his  wife  that  he  was  a  failure. 
To  his  amazement  she  beamed  with 
joy.  "Now  you  can  write  your  book." 
He  said,  "Yes,  and  what  shall  we  live 
on  while  I  am  writing  it?"  She  opened 
the  drawer  and  took  out  an  unsus- 
pected hoard  of  cash.  "Where  on  earth 
did  you  get  it?"  She  said,  "I  have  al- 
ways known  you  were  a  man  of 
genius.  I  knew  someday  you  would 
write  an  immortal  masterpiece.  Out 
of  the  money  you  gave  me  I  have 
saved  a  little  —  here  is  enough  to  last 
us  for  a  whole  year."  Hawthorne  sat 
down  and  wrote  one  of  his  finest 
books.   The  Scarlet  Letter. 

Unless  we  pursue  organization 
and  correction  through  the 
homes,  the  homes  will  perpetuate 
the  need  of  welfare.  Children  who 
are  reared  in  the  environment  of 
a  home  sustained  on  direct  relief 
are  more  likely  to  follow  this 
pattern  all  their  lives.  Direct  re- 
lief all  too  often  invites  the  cursf 
of  idleness  and  fosters  other  evi) 
of  dole. 

The  analysis  of  the  cause 
the  need  should  point  the  dir 
tion  for  us  to  follow.  We  usu/ 
find  that  need  arises  from 
of  the  following  causes: 


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EXALTING  THE  POOR 


Sickness  —  This  may  be  of  a 
temporary  nature  or  of  long  dura- 
tion. It  is  here  that  the  visiting 
of  the  sick  by  the  Relief  Society 
is  so  urgent.  First,  we  should  be 
diligent  to  discover  the  conditions 
of  the  needy  and,  second,  give 
the  necessary  assistance  dictated 
by  the  circumstances. 

Failure  to  manage  economic 
affairs  —  In  our  efforts  to  exalt 
the  poor,  we  must  teach  the 
management  of  financial  affairs. 

Abraham  Lincoln  gave  us  a 
key  when  he  said: 

You  cannot  bring  about  prosperity 
by   discouraging   thrift. 

You  cannot  strengthen  the  weak  by 
weakening  the  strong. 

You  cannot  help  the  poor  by  de- 
stroying the  rich. 

You  cannot  establish  sound  security 
on  borrowed  money. 

You  cannot  escape  trouble  by 
spending  more  than  you  earn. 

You  cannot  build  character  by  tak- 
ing away  a  man's  initiative  and  inde- 
pendence. 

You  cannot  help  men  permanently 
by  doing  for  them  what  they  could 
and  should  have  done  for  themselves. 

I  should  think  that  the  Relief 
Society  can  do  much  good  in 
training  the  mothers  in  the  prop- 
er handling  of  money  —  helping 
them  to  set  up  a  budget  and  to 
teach  the  habits  of  thrift  and 
home  management. 

Indeed,  a  concentrated  effort 
should  be  made  in  this  respect, 
for  so  many  of  our  people  have 
little  understanding  of  the  prin- 
ciple of  budgeting  and  making 
accounts. 

Benjamin  Franklin  told  of  the 
effectiveness  of  this  virtue.  He 
said: 

In  1733  I  sent  one  of  my  journey- 
men to  Charleston,  South  Carolina, 
where  a  printer  was  wanting.  I  fur- 
nished him  with  a  press  and  letters, 


on  an  agreement  of  partnership  by 
which  I  was  to  receive  one  third  of 
the  profits  of  th&  business,  paying 
one  third  of  the  expense.  He  was  a 
man  of  learning  and  honest  but  ig- 
norant of  the  matters  of  account,  and 
tho'  he  sometimes  made  me  remit- 
tance, I  could  get  no  account  from 
him,  nor  any  satisfactory  state  of  our 
partnership  while  he  lived.  On  his 
decease  the  business  was  continued 
by  his  widow,  who  being  born  and 
bred  in  Holland,  where  as  I  have 
been  informed,  the  knowledge  of  ac- 
counts makes  part  of  a  female  educa- 
tion, she  not  only  sent  me  as  clear  a 
statement  as  she  could  find  of  the 
transactions  past,  but  continued  to  ac- 
count with  greatest  regularity  and 
exactness  every  quarter  afterwards, 
and  managed  the  business  with  such 
success  that  she  not  only  brought  up 
respectably  a  family  of  children,  but 
at  the  expiration  of  the  time  was  able 
to  purchase  of  me  the  printing  house 
and  established  her  son  in  it. 

Sisters,  the  bishops  have  been 
charged  by  the  Lord  with  the  re- 
sponsibility of  managing  the  af- 
fairs of  the  poor  —  they  need 
your  help  to  avoid  waste,  to  teach 
mothers  to  operate  their  homes 
on  a  budget,  not  to  overextend 
themselves  financially,  learn  to 
live  simply,  overcome  extrava- 
gant habits,  and  avoid  unneces- 
sary debt. 

Idleness  —  This  problem  is,  no 
doubt,  caused  by  environment 
and,  although  it  has  been  stated, 
''He  that  is  idle  shall  not  eat  the 
bread  ...  of  the  laborer,"  it  does 
not  relieve  us  of  the  responsibili- 
ty to  help,  but  rather  gives  us  a 
challenge  to  teach  the  idler  the 
blessings  of  labor  that  he  may 
enjoy  the  virtue  of  industry. 
Once  having  been  taught  this,  it 
will  add  greatly  to  his  character. 

Lack  of  Education  —  Today, 
one  of  the  serious  problems  is 
the  lack  of  training  and  educa- 
tion of  those  unemployed.  In  this 


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day  of  mechanical  advancement 
and  automation,  specialized  and 
technical  training  is  a  must  to 
continuous  emplo3mient. 

"During  periods  of  unemploy- 
ment," one  prominent  financial 
writer  states,  "there  are  four 
times  as  many  men  with  less 
than  high  school  education  un- 
employed as  compared  to  those 
men  with  more  than  a  high  school 
education."  With  more  schooling, 
men  not  only  tend  to  have  more 
job  security  but  also  tend  to  earn 
more. 

The  United  States  Department 
of  Labor  has  published  statistics 
based  on  the  1958  Census  figures 
which  compare  the  average  earn- 
ings of  high  school  graduates, 
high  school  "dropouts,"  and 
eighth  grade  graduates.  These 
figures  indicate  that  a  high  school 
graduate's  earning  capacity  is 
greater  by  approximately  $2,000 
a  year.  Let's  reduce  this  figure 
to  $1,500  for  illustrative  pur- 
poses. Using  this  figure,  if  a 
young  man  should  at  age  twenty- 
one  deposit  his  extra  earnings 
each  year  in  the  bank  at  4% 
interest  compounded  semiannu- 
ally, at  the  age  of  sixty-five  he 
would  have  saved  $176,874.21. 
To  find  out  how  much  each  day 
of  high  school  attendance  would 
be  worth  in  terms  of  probable 
future  lifetime  earnings,  let  us 
divide  the  $176,874.21  by  700 
days  of  high  school  attendance. 
Each  day  spent  in  high  school 
would  thus  be  worth  $252.67.  The 
difference  between  the  probable 
lifetime  earnings  of  a  person  with 
four  or  more  years  of  college,  as 
compared  with  the  high  school 
graduate,  would  be  approximate- 
ly $3,000  a  year. 

You    will    recognize    that    the 


failure  of  youth  to  seek  adequate 
education  and  training  may  be- 
come a  serious  handicap  through 
their  whole  life.  President  David 
O.  McKay  states,  "Students  enter 
school  primarily  to  gain  economic 
and  social  advantage.  But  this 
aim  is  not  always  achieved,  nor  is 
it,  nor  should  it  be,  the  highest 
purpose  of  education.  However, 
we  must  not  underestimate  the 
value  of  obtaining  an  education 
for  a  livelihood.  Education  for 
economic  advancement  is  a  good 
investment  for  the  individual  as 
well  as  for  the  state." '^ 

Many  mothers  do  not  realize 
the  importance  of  seeing  that 
their  sons  and  daughters  secure 
the  proper  education  needed  to 
keep  pace  with  the  demands  of 
employment.  We  must  take  ad- 
vantage of  every  opportunity  to 
teach  and  warn  parents  of  the 
serious  consequences  that  arise 
when  children  become  school 
"dropouts." 

Handicap  —  What  a  wonderful 
thing  it  would  be  for  the  Relief 
Society  in  the  wards  to  seek  out 
the  handicapped;  to  see  what 
might  be  done  to  provide  a  pro- 
gram to  have  them  feel  the  thrill 
of  achievement. 

Death  —  Particular  attention 
should  be  given  to  every  family 
where  death  strikes.  The  love 
and  warmth  rendered  by  the  Re- 
lief Society  have  been  so  bene- 
ficial. Where  serious  problems 
arise  because  of  the  passing  of 
the  father  or  mother,  special  at- 
tention is  to  be  given  by  the  Re- 
lief Society  under  the  direction 
of  the  bishop. 

Thus,  in  summary,  some  of  the 
responsibilities  of  the  Relief  So- 
ciety in  the  welfare  program  are: 


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EXALTING  THE  POOR 


1.  To  assist  the  Priesthood  in  ren- 
dering immediate  help  and  the  ulti- 
mate rehabilitation  of  the  needy. 

2.  To  strengthen  the  homes  and 
train  the  mothers  in  the  arts  of  home- 
making,  including  financial  manage- 
ment. 

3.  To  teach  mothers  the  necessity 
of  adequate  training  and  education 
for  their  sons  and  daughters. 

4.  To  administer  to  the  needs  of 
the  sick  and  the  handicapped. 

5.  To  bring  comfort  and  under- 
standing to  families  where  death  is 
experienced. 

6.  To  live  the  principles  of  the  gos- 
pel —  teach  by  example  and  precept. 

In  closing,  let  me  suggest  the 
words  of  our  prophet  David  O. 


McKay,  ''The  greatest  blessings 
that  will  accrue  from  the  Church 
Security  Plan  are  spiritual.  Out- 
wardly, every  act  seems  to  be 
directed  toward  the  physical  — 
remaking  of  dresses  and  suits  of 
clothes,  canning  fruits  and  vege- 
tables, storing  foodstuffs,  choos- 
ing of  fertile  fields  for  settlement 
—  but  permeating  all  these  acts, 
inspiring  and  sanctifying  them, 
is  the  element  of  spirituality." 

May  the  Lord  bless  us  as  we 
serve  together  in  this  great 
welfare  program  is  my  humble 
prayer.  And  I  ask  it- in  the  name 
of  Jesus  Christ.  Amen. 


^The  Relief  Society  Magazine  VI,  129 

'^The  Church  Welfare  Plan,  page  2 

^Mt.  19:21 

^  James  1:27 

5D&C84:112 

^The  Church  Welfare  Plan,  page  3 


^The  Church  Welfare  Plan,  page  44 

^As  a  Man  Thinketh,  page  8 

91  Tim.  5:8 

loRelief  Society  Minutes,  March  17, 

1842 

^^ Gospel  Ideals,  page  429 


Neighbor  Child 

Margery  S.   Stewart 


She  does  hot  wait  to  be  asked  in, 

Rings  the  bell  .  .  .  darts  under  my  arm, 

Skips  like  a  sparrow  around 

The  minutes,  picking  up  brief  worms 

Of  my  greeting. 

I  love  you,  she  says. 

The  words  are  three  sickles. 

We  stand  waiting. 

She  must  see  all  the  windows  at  once, 

Ask  all  the  questions  in  a  tumble, 

Put  the  pale  tongue  of  her  finger 

On  everything  she  passes, 

I  love,  she  says. 

Everything  becomes  still.  .  .  . 

Waiting.  .  .  . 


Like  a  pond  for  another  pebble  perhaps? 

No. 

Like  the  kitten  for  another  leap 

From  the  long  dead  cicada? 

No. 

I  look  at  the  child  and  she  looks 

At  my  mouth  .  .  .  willing  it  to  form 

Words. 

I  love,  she  says; 

The  teacher  waits  in  her  eyes. 

I  love  you,  I  say  unhappily. 

She  takes  the  three  stones, 

Blesses  them. 

And  departs. 


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Marjorie  C.  Pingree  Appointed  to  the  General  Board 


Elizabeth  B.  Winters 

Member, 

General  Board  of  Relief  Society 

Marjorie  Cannon  Pingree  was 
appointed  to  the  General  Board 
of  Relief  Society  on  January  15, 
1964.  She  was  born  in  Salt  Lake 
City,  Utah,  a  daughter  of  Lewis 
M.  Cannon  (son  of  Angus  M. 
Cannon,  who  served  as  president 
of  Salt  Lake  Stake  for  twenty- 
eight  years)  and  Mary  Alice 
Cannon,  daughter  of  George  Q. 
Cannon.  Her  mother  died  when 
she  was  five  years  old,  and  her 
father,  who  had  served  as  a 
bishop  for  twenty-two  years,  died 
when  Marjorie  was   in   college. 

Mrs.  Pingree  was  educated  in 
the  Salt  Lake  City  schools,  was 
graduated  from  the  University 
of  Utah,  and  taught  school  for 
three  years.  She  has  served  in 
many  positions  of  leadership  in 
the  Church,  including  ward  Pri- 
mary president;  a  member  of  the 
Ensign  Stake  Primary  Board; 
YWMIA  teacher  and  counselor 
in  her  ward;  president  of  Ensign 
Second  Ward  Relief  Society;  lit- 
erature class  leader  in  her  ward. 
Literature  has  always  held  special 
interest  for  her. 

In  1928  Marjorie  Cannon  and 
J.  Fred  Pingree  were  married 
in  the  Salt  Lake  temple.  Brother 
Pingree  is  a  Salt  Lake  City  busi- 
ness man.  He  has  served  as 
Ensign  Stake  clerk  and  has 
been  a  member  of  the  stake  High 
Council  for  fifteen  years.  The 
Pingrees  have  four  children: 
Patricia   (Mrs.  Vernon  B.  Rom- 


ney),  who  served  as  a  stake  mis- 
sionary in  Washington,  D.C.,  and 
is  now  a  member  of  the  General 
Board  of  the  Primary  Associa- 
tion; J.  Fred,  Jr.,  who  served  as 
a  missionary  in  Central  America; 
George  C,  who  served  in  the  New 
England  Mission,  and  is  now  a 
medical  doctor  with  the  armed 
forces  in  France;  John  C,  who 
served  a  mission  in  Argentina.  All 
of  the  sons  were  called  as  coun- 
selors to  their  respective  mission 
presidents.  The  daughter  and 
sons,  like  their  parents,  are  all 
graduates  of  the  University  of 
Utah.  She  has  nine  grandchildren. 
Sister  Pingree  brings  to  the 
General  Board  her  outstanding 
ability,  experience,  a  gracious 
personality,  devotion  to  the 
Church,  and  a  willingness  to 
serve. 


250 


Darlene  C.  Dedekind    Appointed   to  the  General  Board 


Irene  W.  Buehner 

Member 

General  Board  of  Relief  Society 

Darlene  Christensen  Dedekind 
was  appointed  to  the  General 
Board  of  Relief  Society,  January 
15,  1964.  She  has  accepted  this 
responsibility  with  a  sweet  spirit 
of  humility  and  willingness  to 
serve  our  Heavenly  Father.  Her 
wide  background  of  rich  spiritual 
experience  in  Church  service  ably 
qualifies  her  for  her  new  position. 

Sister  Dedekind  is  the  daugh- 
ter of  Emilius  A.  and  Ellen  J. 
Pehrson  Christensen.  She  was 
born  in  Fairview,  Utah.  Her 
father  was  a  convert  from  Copen- 
hagen, Denmark.  These  two  de- 
voted Latter-day  Saints  endowed 
their  children  with  an  abiding 
appreciation  for  the  gospel,  as 
well  as  a  gift  for  gracious  living. 
The  family  has  lived  in  Salt  Lake 
City,  Kansas  City,  Minneapolis, 
and  Chicago.  After  one  year  of 
college  she  was  called  to  serve  in 
the  Texas  Mission  under  Presi- 
dent ElRay  L.  Christiansen.  She 
has  attended  the  University  of 
Utah  and  the  University  of  Min- 
nesota. 

On  July  25,  1941,  in  the  Salt 
Lake  Temple,  she  was  married 
to  Dr.  Kenneth  L.  Dedekind,  an 
oral  surgeon.  They  are  the 
parents  of  three  lovely  daughters, 
Kendra  Lyn,  a  junior  at  the  Uni- 
versity of  Utah;  Deborah  Ceanne, 
a  freshman  at  the  University  of 
Utah;  and  Sandra  Jo,  a  junior  at 
East  High  School. 

During  the  years  Sister  Dede- 


kind has  demonstrated  her  love 
for  the  gospel  and  her  leadership 
abihty  by  serving  in  YWMIA 
ward  presidencies,  Hillside  Stake 
Primary  presidency,  and  ward 
Relief  Society  presidencies.  At 
the  time  of  her  appointment  to 
the  General  Board  she  was  serv- 
ing as  a  Monument  Park  Stake 
missionary,  as  well  as  a  ward 
social  science  class  leader. 

Sister  Dedekind,  faithful  to 
her  heritage,  has  created  a  com- 
pletely gracious,  charming  home 
for  her  family.  She  embodies  and 
radiates  the  sterling  qualities  of 
dignity,  gentility,  and  humility. 
Surely  these  attributes,  coupled 
with  her  sincere  testimony  of 
the  gospel  and  earnest  desire  to 
serve,  will  enable  her  to  magnify 
the  call  which  has  come  to  her 
and  add  great  strength  to  the 
General  Board. 


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Cleone  R.  Eccles 

Appointed 

to  the  General  Board 

Jeanette  M.  Morrell 


Cleone  Rich  Eccles  was  ap- 
pointed to  the  General  Board  of 
the  Relief  Society  on  January  15, 
1964.  She  has  a  noble  heritage, 
a  fervent  testimony  of  the  gospel, 
a  charming  personality,  and  a 
background  of  travel  and  ex- 
perience. 

She  is  the  granddaughter  of 
apostle  Charles  C.  Rich,  and  the 
daughter  of  Dr.  Edward  I.  Rich 
and  Emily  Almira  Cozzens,  pio- 
neers in  the  professional  and 
cultural  development  of  Weber 
County.  Her  mother  was  Mount 
Ogden  Stake  president  of  the  Re- 
lief Society  for  twenty-three 
years,  so  she  was  reared  in  an 
atmosphere  of  the  highest  ideals 
of  Relief  Society. 

She  attended  the  New  England 
Conservatory  of  Music,  where 
she  received  professional  training 
on  the  violin.  During  her  entire 
life  she  has  been  most  generous 
in  sharing  her  great  talent. 

She  married  Royal  Eccles  in 
the  Salt  Lake  Temple  on  August 
22,  1918.  He  passed  away  Feb- 
ruary 5,  1963.  They  are  the 
parents  of  six  children:  Maren 
E.  Hardy  (Washington  D.C.); 
Cleone  E.  Yeates  (Salt  Lake 
City,  Utah);  Claire  E.  Matthies 
(Ogden,  Utah);  Edward  Rich 
Eccles  (deceased);  Myrelle  E. 
Thomas  (Salt  Lake  City,  Utah); 
Justin  Rich  Eccles  (Los  Ala- 
mitos,   California). 

She  has  been  active   in  civic 


affairs,  serving  as  a  member  of 
the  Weber  County  Welfare  Board 
from  1937  to  1955. 

In  musical  circles  she  served 
as  a  member  of  the  Utah  State 
Symphony  Board.  She  was  active 
in  bringing  the  Community  Con- 
cert Association  to  Ogden,  and 
was  vice-president  of  that  organi- 
zation from  1935  to  1956. 

Her  Church  activities  have  in- 
cluded seven  years  as  Sunday 
School  teacher;  four  years  as 
stake  president  of  the  Mount 
Ogden  YWMIA;  four  years  as 
president  of  the  Twelfth  Ward 
Relief  Society;  four  years  as 
president  of  the  Mount  Ogden 
Stake  Relief  Society;  and  five 
years  as  literature  class  leader 
in  her  home  ward  Relief  Society. 

Her  capacity  for  S3nTipathetic 
understanding  and  her  unselfish 
desire  to  serve  in  any  capacity, 
will  make  her  a  valuable  member 
of  the  Relief  Society  General 
Board. 


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The 
Worth 
of  the 

Relief  Society 
Magazine 


T.  Bowring  Woodbury 
Former  President,  British  Mission 


Your  wonderful  increase  in  Mag- 
azine subscriptions  over  last  year 
is  a  great  record,  and  attests 
to  the  devotion  and  dedication 
of  the  leadership  group  which 
I  am  privileged  to  address  today. 
However,  as  I  look  at  this 
outstanding  body  of  women,  I 
am  reminded  of  the  story  of  the 
Washington,  D.C.,  tourist  who 
was  being  driven  in  the  cab 
around  the  city.  As  they  came  to 
one  Federal  building,  over  the 
archway  were  the  words,  "The 
past  prologues  the  future."  As 
the  tourist  pondered  those  words, 
he  finally  asked  the  cab  driver 
what  they  meant.  The  "cabbie" 
replied,  "That  simply  means, 
'You  ain't  heard  nuthin'  yet.'  " 
And,  I  believe,  as  outstanding  as 
the  increase  for  this  year  is,  "we 
ain't  heard  nuthin'  yet,"  as  far 
as  you  sisters  are  concerned. 

I  am  always  impressed  as  I 
read  the  12th  Chapter  of  Revela- 
tion, and  John  recalls  to  us  the 
great  war  in  heaven  when  Satan 
and  his  angels  were  cast  out,  that 
this  did  not  end  the  war;  the 
battleground   merely   changed 


places.  For,  John  tells  us,  "There- 
fore rejoice,  ye  heavens,  and  ye 
that  dwell  in  them.  Woe  to  the 
inhabiters  of  the  earth  and  of 
the  sea!  for  the  devil  is  come 
down  unto  you,  having  great 
wrath,  because  he  knoweth  that 
he  hath  but  a  short  time." 

We  see  Satan's  influence  every- 
where on  the  earth.  We  see  it 
particularly  in  the  magazines  of 
the  world,  where  we  not  only 
know  pornography  as  common- 
place, but,  worse  almost  than 
that,  the  innocuous  articles  in 
women's  magazines  that  tell  of 
the  "thrill"  of  young  mothers  go- 
ing back  to  school  to  get  their  de- 
grees, and  mothers  leaving  fami- 
lies to  take  positions  that  are 
challenging,  etc.,  etc.  Every  in- 
fluence is  exerted  to  take  mother 
out  of  the  home,  away  from  chil- 
dren that  need  and  yearn  for  her 
love,  her  presence,  and  her  con- 
stant teachings.  Alone,  almost, 
stands  The  Relief  Society  Maga- 
zine, combating  the  influences  of 
the  evil  one  and  fighting  the 
fight  down  here  where  the  battle 
still  rages  for  men's  souls. 


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In  1959  in  Great  Britain,  when 
we  organized  the  district  auxil- 
iary boards  to  help  prepare  our 
people  for  stakehood,  a  challenge 
was  issued  to  each  division  of 
the  mission  board.  The  first  in- 
structions to  the  Relief  Society 
Board  were,  ''The  Relief  Society 
Magazine  should  be  in  every 
member's  home  to  increase  the 
spirituality,  to  combat  evil  in- 
fluences, to  improve  the  at- 
tendance at  Relief  Society,  and 
to  help  the  family  to  be  home- 
centered  in  its  life."  It  was  sug- 
gested that  The  Relief  Society 
Magazine  was  the  mortar  that 
would  hold  these  objectives  to- 
gether and  build  a  strong  build- 
ing of  preparedness  for  stakehood. 
It  was  outlined  that  The  Relief 
Society  Magazine  would  be  the 
stimulator,  the  motivator,  and 
the  blueprint  for  perfection  and 
progress  in  personal  lives,  in 
family  life,  and  in  organizational 
accomplishment  in  the  mission. 

How  well  the  sisters  succeeded 
in  their  objective  is  seen  in  the 
fact  that,  for  the  first  time  in 
British  Mission  history,  in  1960, 
107%  of  the  members'  families 
took  The  Relief  Society  Maga- 
zine, and  the  mission  was  on  the 
Honor  Roll.  In  1961,  the  British 
Mission  led  all  missions  of  the 
Church,  with  147%  of  the  fami- 
lies taking  the  Magazine.  And  as 
far  as  accomplishing  the  purpose 
of  preparation  for  stakehood, 
where  there  were  no  stakes  in 
1959,  there  are  now  six  stakes  in 
the  original  British  Mission.  Out 
of  this  wide  circulation  came 
some  wonderful  stories  that  show 
The  Relief  Society  Magazine  is 
great  for  husbands,  that  it  is  an 
ideal  missionary,  and  that  the 
Magazine    reactivates    members 


and  brings  within  them  a  desire 
to  serve. 

For  example:  Roy  Caddick, 
now  in  the  stake  presidency  of 
the  Manchester  Stake,  is  a 
schoolteacher.  He  had  complete- 
ly forgotten  his  assignment  to  be 
the  teacher-speaker  at  a  faculty 
meeting  on  Monday  morning. 
When  he  awakened  to  his  assign- 
ment early  on  Monday  morning, 
all  he  had  in  his  pocket  was  his 
wife's  copy  of  The  Relief  Society 
Magazine.  He  became  absorbed 
reading  the  literature  lesson  on 
Shakespeare's  Hamlet.  Standing 
to  give  his  talk,  he  repeated  what 
he  had  read  in  the  Relief  Society 
literature  lesson.  When  he  had 
completed  his  talk,  the  head- 
master arose  and  said  something 
like  this:  *'We  want  to  compli- 
ment Mr.  Caddick  on  his  excel- 
lent preparation.  I  don't  know 
how  many  books  he  must  have 
read  to  give  us  this  compre- 
hensive and  fresh  talk  on  Shake- 
speare's Hamlet,  but  I  do  know 
it  has  been  the  finest  faculty  talk 
we  have  had  this  year.  We  com- 
mend him  for  his  example,  and 
for  his  study." 

As  a  missionary.  The  Relief 
Society  Magazine  has  no  peer. 
One  of  the  ardent  solicitors  in  the 
British  Mission  saw  a  new  sister 
in  church.  She  asked  her  to  sub- 
scribe to  The  Relief  Society  Mag- 
azine. She  did  so,  even  though 
this  was  her  first  visit  to  a 
strange  church.  With  each  suc- 
ceeding copy  she  became  en- 
grossed in  this  great  women's 
Magazine  that  taught  every  good 
facet  of  life.  She  was  inspired  by 
the  theology  lessons.  She  was  en- 
grossed in  the  social  science  les- 
sons. She  was  interested  in  the 
culture  of  the  literature  lessons. 


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THE   WORTH    OF   THE   RELIEF    SOCIETY    MAGAZINE 

And  she  was  really  excited  about  have  read  with  Sister  Woodbury 

the    work    meeting    suggestions,  her  lessons,  as  she  has  prepared  to 

Surely,    the    Church    that    pub-  teach,  first  the  literature  lessons, 

lished  such  an  uplifting  and  well-  then   the   theology  lessons,   and, 

rounded     Magazine     must     be  currently,  the  social  science  les- 

inspired.    She   began    coming   to  sons.    I    think    the   Magazine    is 

Relief   Society,   and   her   discus-  better   today    than    it    has    ever 

sions  with  the  missionaries  were  been  —  in  content,  in  uplift,  and, 

merely  perfunctory;  she  had  al-  surely,  in  make-up.  I  think  the 

ready    been    converted    by    the  covers    of    recent    months    have 

Magazine.  been    frame-worthy    —   each    of 

As  a  means  of  binding  one  to  them.  The  new  headings  in  color 

the  Church,  fellowshipping  a  new  are   exciting,    and    the    practical 

convert,    or    even    bringing    one  articles  such  as  "Stretching  the 

back    into    activity.    The    Relief  Food  Budget"  present  worthwhile 

Society   Magazine   stands   alone,  ideas   for   this   day   of  devalued 

For  instance:  a  new  member  went  dollars, 
to    Relief   Society   for   the    first 

time  and  subscribed  to  the  Mag-  Now,  I  would  like  to  issue  a 
azine.  The  woman  giving  the  challenge  to  all  of  you  sisters 
lesson  evidently  was  unprepared,  who  represent  the  leadership  of 
and  our  new  member  was  very  Magazine  sales  in  your  stakes, 
disinterested  to  the  point  that  missions,  and  districts.  The 
she  thought  she  would  not  go  Savior  held  out  perfection  to  us, 
again.  Shortly,  the  Magazine  be-  which,  to  me,  means  100%.  There 
gan  arriving  in  her  home.  She  should  not  be  a  single  Relief  So- 
read  it  from  cover  to  cover.  When  ciety  in  this  Church  which  is  not 
she  came  to  the  lesson  material  getting  100%.  That  is  assumed! 
that  the  unprepared  sister  had  That  is  perfection!  But  more 
poorly  given,  she  read  it  and  than  that,  the  Savior  said  that 
thought,  why  this  is  beautiful,  those  who  should  ask  you  to  go 
I  guess  I  didn't  understand  it.  one  mile,  ''go  with  him  twain." 
She  decided  she  must  be  a  part  In  other  words,  go  the  extra  mile! 
of  the  discussion  of  the  lessons  If  you  are  asked  to  go  one,  go 
which  she  was  enjo3dng  reading,  two!  I  would  like  to  challenge 
The  Magazine  had  aroused  her  every  Relief  Society  to  get  200% 
interest,  rejuvenated  her  spirit,  as  a  minimum  goal  for  1964.  If 
and  rekindled  her  desire  to  be  a  every  member  is  a  missionary 
part  of  the  kingdom.  and  every  member  is  to  bring  in 

Yes,  The  Relief  Society  Maga-  another  member,  I  can't  think  of 

zine    is    a    great   power,    an    in-  a  finer  way  to  begin  this  accom- 

fluence,  and  a  factor  of  worth  in  plishment  than  by  giving  a  sub- 

our  fight  with  Satan.  I  have  been  scription  to   your  fine  neighbor 

reading  it  for   thirty-five   years,  friend  who  is  a  non-Mormon,  or 

When    on    my    first    mission    to  getting  her  to  subscribe  to  this 

Switzerland,   as  a   young  boy,  I  spiritual,  uplifting  Magazine.  Let 

was    given    the    assignment    of  us  all  go  the  extra  mile  and  get 

working  with  the  Relief  Society,  that   extra   mile   smile   in    1964 

In  our  thirty  years  of  marriage,  I  with  200%. 

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he 


STORM 


Lila  Spencer    Saskatoon,  Saskatchewan,  Canada 


At  four  o'clock  that  winter  day 
a  slender  girl  with  the  still,  pale 
face  of  a  cameo  climbed  aboard 
the  bus.  It  was  almost  dusk,  and 
a  brisk  wind  whipped  Miriam's 
fur  coat  about  her  legs  as  she 
stepped  up.  There  were  only  four 
other  passengers.  A  mother  in  a 
worn  cloth  coat  occupied  one  seat, 
and  beside  her  was  a  lunch  ham- 
per. Her  two  little  girls  in  red 
snowsuits  and  red  mittens  bounced 
up  and  down  in  the  seats  behind 
her,  chanting,  ''We're  going  to 
visit  Grandma!  We're  going  to 
visit  Grandma!"  They  stopped 
just  long  enough  to  call  out  a 
merry  "Hi!"  in  Miriam's  direc- 
tion. Across  the  aisle  and  a  few 
seats  back,  a  young  man  in  spec- 
tacles nervously  checked  through 
a  bulging  briefcase.  The  motor  of 
the  bus  had  been  purring  quietly 
for  some  time  before  the  driver 
walked  through  and  took  their 
tickets.  Then  he  folded  himself 
into  the  driver's  seat  with  a 
quizzical  glance  out  the  window, 
and  the  bus  began  to  move. 
Miriam  tried  to  relax  in  her 


seat,  ignoring  the  friendliness  of 
the  children.  Ever  since  the  un- 
expected termination  of  her  en- 
gagement the  week  before,  she 
had  been  an  automaton,  armored 
against  the  world,  numb  and 
frozen.  After  a  sudden  decision 
in  the  night  she  had  hurried  all 
day  to  get  away.  Escape  and 
isolation  —  that  was  what  she 
wanted.  Were  they  the  answer  to 
her  unhappiness?  She  snuggled 
down  in  her  fur  coat  and  buried 
her  face  in  its  collar.  Her  heart 
felt  as  bleak  as  the  cold  gray  city 
streets  outside.  Mechanically, 
with  cold  eyes,  she  watched  the 
changing  winter  scene  as  the  bus 
left  the  city  limits  and  moved 
into  the  country.  As  she  glanced 
at  the  evening  sky  a  faint  fore- 
boding touched  her.  She  looked 
at  the  highway,  and  snow  was 
sifting  across  the  road  in  quick 
continuous  series  like  troubled 
ripples  on  windswept  water. 
There  was  nothing  to  worry 
about  yet.  There  was  something 
comforting  in  the  chatter  of  the 
little  girls  and  the  rustling  papers 


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of  the  young  man.  The  miles 
sped  by;  Miriam  dozed.  A  sudden 
lurching  of  the  bus  awakened 
her,  and  then  she,  as  all  the 
others,  was  on  the  edge  of  her 
seat,  staring  with  worried  eyes 
at  the  road  ahead.  The  ripples 
had  become  waves  of  snow  that 
whipped  across  the  road  in  great 
gusts.  In  the  nearby  fields  the 
cattle,  hoary  with  snow,  stood 
with  their  backs  humped  against 
the  storm.  The  bus  was  traveling 
much  slower;  it  swayed  with  the 
heavy  gusts. 

Miriam  turned  her  eyes  from 
the  road  to  look  at  her  fellow 
passengers.  The  mother  still  sat 
on  the  edge  of  her  seat  and 
looked  outside  with  growing  ap- 
prehension. Behind  her  the  chil- 
dren peeked  solemnly  out  the 
window.  The  young  man  shifted 
restlessly  and  with  tense  fingers 
tapped  an  irregular  rhythm  on 
his  briefcase.  At  the  front  the 
driver  crouched  over  the  steering 
wheel  and  peered  closely  through 
the  windshield.  The  storm  con- 
tinued. 

It  was  dark  now,  and  they  had 
changed  directions  and  were  driv- 
ing into  the  storm.  In  order  to 
see  at  all  the  lights  of  the  bus 
had  to  be  on  low  beam.  The 
snow  came  at  them  like  millions 
of  fierce,  ice-tipped  needles.  The 
bus  rocked  and  shook  with  the 
fury  of  their  attack.  All  about 
them  was  the  roar  and  the  vibra- 
tion. The  driver  muttered  under 
his  breath,  and  tried  to  see  out 
the  coated  windshield.  The  wiper 
groaned  as  it  made  a  feeble  effort 
to  clear  a  space.  The  bus  inched 
along,  and  after  a  tense  interval 
crawled  to  a  stop  outside  a  small 
restaurant  in  a  village  with  an 


impossible  Indian  name.  Miriam 
remembered  it  from  other  trips. 
It  served  as  the  bus  stop  for  the 
area.  To  the  girl  it  was  almost 
primitive,  n  o  electricity,  no 
plumbing,  just  gasoline  lamps 
and  two  buildings  at  the  back 
of  the  lot.  The  driver  stood  up 
on  cramped  legs,  and  pushing  up 
his  cap  with  a  tired  hand,  said 
wearily,  ''This  is  as  far  as  we  can 
go.  We'll  wait  out  the  storm 
here."  He  led  the  way  and  held 
the  door  while  they  climbed  out. 
The  fury  of  the  storm  lashed  out 
at  them.  The  wind  nearly  blew 
them  off  their  feet,  and  the  snow 
slapped  their  faces.  The  children 
shouted  and  clung  to  their  moth- 
er. They  went  into  the  restaurant 
in  a  herd. 

Inside  was  light  and  warmth. 
They  stamped  and  brushed  off 
the  snow,  and  crowded  around 
the  small  circulating  heater,  rub- 
bing chilled  fingers,  blowing 
noses,  clearing  throats.  The 
young  restaurant  owner  and  his 
wife  hurried  to  place  steaming 
bowls  of  homemade  soup  on  the 
counter.  He  told  the  driver,  ''We 
were  getting  worried  about  you." 

At  his  urging  they  all  sat  down 
on  the  stools  and  took  up  their 
spoons.  They  were  arrested  by 
crisp  tones  from  a  small  battery 
radio  on  the  counter.  "Blizzard 
warning  continues.  Motorists  are 
urged  to  stay  off  the  highways. 
All  householders  are  asked  to 
leave  lights  on  by  a  window  to 
guide  lost  travelers." 

They  spooned  down  the  thick, 
hot  soup,  and  listened  in  silence 
to  the  news  report:  "An  unprec- 
edented blizzard  that  surprised 
even  the  weatherman  has  lashed 
across  the  Canadian  prairies 
with    winds    of    sixty    miles    an 


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hour,  gusts  up  to  eighty-five, 
leaving  hundreds  of  motorists 
stranded.  Conditions  are  wors- 
ened by  the  twenty  below  zero 
temperatures.  Heavy  snowfall  has 
disrupted  communications  and 
literally  cut  off  many  areas. 
However,  the  storm  is  expected 
to  abate  sometime  during  the 
night.  At  United  Nations  to- 
day. . .  r 

There  was  much  head  shaking 
among  the  adults  as  they  solemn- 
ly broke  crackers  and  finished 
their  simple  meal.  No  one  spoke. 
Miriam  looked  at  the  small  cafe 
as  if  she  had  never  seen  it  before. 
Last  summer  she  had  viewed 
with  derision  its  gray  walls, 
brown  counter  top,  and  two  mus- 
tard-colored booths.  Now  she  al- 
most felt  affection  for  it.  The 
kerosene  lamp  hanging  from  the 
ceiling  spread  out  a  warm,  golden 
light  that  covered  the  obvious 
defects,  muted  the  stark  colors, 
and  made  it  cheery  and  home- 
hke. 

The  adults  did  not  hurry  to 
get  down  from  the  stools.  The 
children  finished  first  and  dis- 
covered a  playful  tabby  kitten  to 
tease.  Their  happy  play  was  a 
pretty  complement  to  the  solemn 
tones  of  the  grownups. 

After  a  time,  the  cafe  owner 
came  out  of  his  living  quarters 
behind  the  cafe  with  a  high  pile 
of  blankets  and  quilts.  His  wife 
followed  with  three  pillows.  "I 
wish  we  had  beds  for  you  all,  but 
we've  only  one  back  there,  and 
Mary  needs  it."  His  young  wife 
was  obviously  pregnant.  *'Use 
these  things  to  make  yourselves 
as  comfortable  as  you  can.  Pil- 
lows for  the  women  and  children." 

With  quick  resourcefulness  the 
mother  made  a  bed  on  the  table- 


top  in  the  far  booth  for  the  two 
little  girls.  She  removed  their 
shoes,  tucked  them  in  snugly. 
Then  she  kicked  off  her  shoes, 
and  wrapped  herself  in  a  blanket 
on  the  bench  beside  them. 
Miriam  did  the  same.  The  driver 
and  the  young  man  settled  down 
in  the  next  booth;  the  young 
man  kept  the  briefcase  within 
reach,  like  a  constant  bedfellow. 
After  the  owner  of  the  cafe  had 
turned  down  the  big  hanging 
lamp,  he  and  his  wife  retired  to 
their  quarters,  leaving  the  door 
ajar. 

The  roar  of  the  storm  filled  the 
night.  To  Miriam  it  seemed  that 
the  house  itself  was  bending  with 
the  storm.  The  very  nails  seemed 
to  stretch  and  yield.  She  heard 
their  creaking  protest.  The  others 
were  asleep.  She  listened  to  the 
even  breathing  of  the  children, 
the  quiet  shifting  of  the  mother, 
the  young  man  sneezing  in  his 
blanket,  the  driver  snoring  in  a 
low  key.  From  her  hard  bed  she 
looked  at  the  isinglass  window  of 
the  heater  and  the  warm  embers 
winked  back  at  her. 

The  storm  was  abating.  Now, 
the  noise  was  a  mournful  moan- 
ing and  a  sad  sobbing.  It  was  like 
a  woman  with  wild  hair  wailing 
in  a  wilderness.  Miriam  felt  a 
strange  kinship  with  her.  The 
tears  she  had  kept  frozen  inside 
her  began  to  course  down  her 
cheeks  as  the  icy  core  inside 
melted  away.  Her  thoughts  no 
longer  chased  about  in  a  wild 
frenzy,  but  bathed  themselves  in 
her  tears.  After  a  time  she  dried 
her  face.  The  fire  through  the 
tiny  window  still  kept  a  friendly 
vigil.  Outside,  the  storm  con- 
tinued to   retreat.   The   time  of 


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frenzy  and  woe  was  over.  Now 
there  was  a  low,  murmuring 
sound,  comforting  like  a  mother's 
gentle  lullaby.  Hush!  Hush!  The 
girl  slept. 

Miriam  awoke  next  morning 
to  happy  children's  voices.  The 
adults,  easing  their  cramped  mus- 
cles, and  yawning,  took  longer 
to  get  up.  By  the  time  Miriam 
was  walking  about,  the  young 
owner  had  already  shaken  down 
the  fire  and  carried  out  the  ashes. 
The  young  man,  for  once  sepa- 
rated from  his  briefcase,  thawed 
out  a  peephole  in  the  frosted 
window  of  the  front  door,  and 
invited  the  others  to  see  for 
themselves.  Miriam  could  hardly 
believe  it  was  the  same  world. 
How  peaceful!  How  still!  A  block 
away  she  saw  the  white  village 
church  with  its  steeple,  as  serene 
as  the  painted  scene  on  a  Christ- 
mas card. 

Everyone  was  jolly  and  friend- 
ly. The  bespectacled  young  man 
parked  his  fat  briefcase  behind 
the  counter  and  forgot  about  it. 
He  borrowed  the  cafe  owner's 
parka,  boots,  and  heavy  mitts, 
and  shoveled  wide  paths  to  the 
outbuildings.  It  was  cold.  From 
the  back  window  Miriam  could 
observe  him  stop  and  slap  his 
mittened  hands  vigorously 
against  his  thigh  at  intervals.  He 
came  in  when  his  task  was 
finished,  with  rosy  cheeks  and 
hoary  eyebrows.  He  pushed  his 
frosted  spectacles  up  on  his  fore- 
head to  clear  the  lens,  and  to 
Miriam  it  seemed  that  his  eyes 
gleamed  with  satisfaction. 

Meanwhile,  the  bus  driver 
went  out  to  the  bus  to  see  if  it 
would  go.  From  inside  they  heard 
the  motor's  strangled  sputterings 
and  chokings.  He  coaxed  it  along 


until  it  roared  in  protest,  then 
finally  settled  down  to  a  resonant 
hum.  He  let  it  run  awhile  before 
he  came  back  indoors,  blowing 
on  his  fingers  and  rubbing  his 
hands.  Together,  Miriam  and 
the  mother  folded  blankets  and 
quilts  and  put  them  away.  Then 
they  took  their  turns  at  the 
washstand.  The  hand  pump  was 
temperamental.  It  creakingly  re- 
fused to  yield  any  water  to 
Miriam's  gingerly,  inexperienced 
handling. 

''Here,  let  me  show  you."  The 
cafe  owner  pumped  energetically, 
and  water  spurted  out  into  the 
tin  pail.  "You  weren't  holding 
your  face  right,"  he  teased  her. 
The  children  thought  it  was  fun 
to  wash  in  the  enameled  basin. 
"Where  are  the  taps?"  the  older 
asked.  They  only  protested  when 
their  mother  combed  through 
their  tangled  hair. 

"Breakfast  is  ready,"  the 
young  wife  called. 

They  sat  down  at  the  counter 
to  a  country  breakfast  —  por- 
ridge, pancakes,  bacon  and  eggs, 
and  mugs  of  hot  chocolate.  No 
one  hurried.  It  would  be  hours, 
they  knew,  before  the  highway 
was  cleared.  Miriam,  to  her 
amazement,  found  herself  in- 
volved in  a  political  discussion 
with  the  young  man  and  the  bus 
driver.  She  had  not  known  that 
she  had  strong  inclinations  one 
way  or  another  until  they  chal- 
lenged one  of  her  random  state- 
ments. She  defended  her  opinions 
with  fervor.  She  caught  herself 
punctuating  her  remarks  with 
jabs  at  the  unoffending  breakfast 
on  her  plate.  The  men  laughed 
at  her,  and  after  a  moment  she 
laughed  with  them. 

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looked  through  the  toy  catalog 
while  the  women  chattered  over 
the  dishes.  Afterwards,  the  young 
wife  took  the  mother  and  Miriam 
to  her  bedroom.  From  a  bottom 
drawer  she  brought  out  the  tiny 
garments  she  had  made  for  her 
expected  baby.  She  lifted  them 
from  their  tissue-paper  wrap- 
pings and  showed  them  with 
something  akin  to  reverence  on 
her  freckled  face.  She  might  have 
been  an  empress  displaying  her 
jewels.  From  the  restaurant  they 
could  hear  the  men  loudly  talk- 
ing about  late  model  cars  and 
hockey  players. 

Miriam  didn't  realize  it,  but  she 
came  out  of  the  bedroom  with  a 
forlorn  face.  The  young  man  de- 
clared positively,  "You  need  a 
walk  in  the  snow.  Bundle  up  and 
we'll  take  these  kids  for  an  out- 
ing. They're  getting  a  bit  bored 
with  that  catalog."  The  chil- 
dren excitedly  ran  for  their  snow- 
suits.  Miriam  put  on  her  coat, 
but  wisely  laid  aside  her  modish 
hat  and  felt  boots  with  their 
ridiculous  high  heels.  With  a 
woolen  scarf  on  her  head,  and 
borrowed  overshoes,  she  felt  more 
comfortable.  The  children  ran 
outside  like  caged  animals  sud- 
denly liberated. 

"Yes,"  the  young  man  said, 
as  they  followed  them,  "an  ex- 
perience like  this  is  good  for  us. 
We  get  down  to  the  essentials 
and  realize  just  how  many  of  the 
things  we  work  for  and  are  con- 
cerned about  are  just  the  trap- 
pings of  civilization.  Doesn't  this 
arouse  your  pioneer  spirit 
though?"  He  trudged  through  the 
snow  with  purposeful  strides,  and 
Miriam  followed  in  his  tracks.  At 
the  edge  of  the  field  they  caught 


up  to  the  little  girls  who  were 
bent  over  something  small  and 
dark  on  the  snow.  It  was  a  frozen 
field  mouse. 

"Is  it  dead?"  The  older  girl 
raised  stricken  eyes. 

"Yes,"  the  young  man  an- 
swered. "It  got  lost  in  the  storm, 
I  guess." 

"Why  didn't  it  stay  in  its  own 
little  home?"  asked  the  little  one. 

"Why?  Probably  because  it 
was  hungry."  They  found  a  shel- 
tered hole  by  a  tree,  and  covered 
the  mouse  over  with  snow. 
"There,  it's  safe  now,"  they  told 
the  children. 

"Let's  go  tell  Mama  about  it," 
one  suggested,  and  the  two  of 
them  turned  back  across  the 
field. 

"Just  a  little  mouse,"  mused 
the  young  man,  "and  yet  for  me 
it  poses  all  the  major  questions 
of  life  and  death.  I  had  a  little 
mouse  once,  the  smallest,  ugliest 
little  creature  I  had  ever  seen." 

As  they  slowly  followed  the 
little  girls  he  told  Miriam  how 
he  had  visited  his  grandfather's 
farm  when  he  was  a  lad  of  six. 
They  had  gone  for  a  walk  in  the 
fields  one  day  and  had  found  a 
mouse  nest  that  had  been  run 
over  by  a  hay  rake.  The  mother 
and  all  her  babies  except  one 
were  dead.  His  grandfather 
wished  mercifully  to  kill  the 
little  mouse,  for  it  was  less  than 
an  inch  long,  with  no  hair,  only 
rudimentary  ears  and  eyes  —  a 
pink  squirming  mite  was  all  it 
was,  with  a  hungry  mouth  and 
a  pathetic,  thread-like  tail.  He 
had  begged  for  the  mouse  for  a 
pet,  and  for  a  day  he  had  kept 
it  alive,  feeding  it  warmed  milk 
from  an  eye  dropper,  putting  it 
to  sleep  in  a  soft  little  bed.  How 


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it  had  thrilled  him  to  hold  its  She  felt  as  unmarked  by  bitter- 
tiny  vibrant  body  in  his  fingers,  ness  as  the  snow  before  them. 
But  it  had  died  and  he  had  been  How  foolish  to  think  she  could 
heartbroken.  Why  he  kept  ask-  cut  herself  off  from  others  — 
ing  —  why?  His  grandfather  had  how  foolish  to  want  to  hide.  Re- 
tried to  explain.  side  her  the  young  man  was  mut- 

''Why?  Only  God  knows.  May-  tering,     almost    to    himself,     **I 

be  it  was  because  we  didn't  know  hadn't  thought  about  that  mouse 

how  to  care  for  it.  Maybe  we  fed  for  years."  They  walked  slowly 

it  too  much  —  maybe  we  handled  through  the  peaceful  fields, 

it   too   often.    Never   mind,   lad.  About    noon    the    snowplow 

It's   for   the   best.    Never   regret  cleared   the   highway.    It   passed 

the  love  you  gave  the  wee  mite,  in  a  shower  of  snow  and  a  wave 

It  was  not  wasted,  boy,  it  was  from  the  driver's  furry  gauntlet, 

not  wasted."  The     bus     driver     warmed     the 

It  was  not  wasted.  The  words  motor,  and  the  children  skipped 

warmed     Miriam's     heart.     The  ahead.    It    was    with    reluctance 

peace  that  had  come  to  her  in  that    the    older    passengers    said 

the  night  was  strengthened  now  goodby  to  the  cafe  owner  and  his 

by  this  wisdom.  She  saw  it  clear-  wife.    At    the    last    minute    the 

ly  now.  Her  love,  even  though  it  young  man  remembered  that  he 

had  ended  in  disappointment  and  had  forgotten  his  briefcase,  and 

heartbreak,  and  her  unhappiness  ran  back  for  it.  Miriam  shared  a 

even,  were  not  wasted  emotions,  seat  with  the  young  mother;  the 

For  a  time  they  had  seemed  like  children  swung  their  legs  in  the 

last  night's  storm,  unpredictable  seats  ahead.  The  young  man  and 

and   destructive,    but   she   knew  his  briefcase  sat  across  the  aisle, 

now  they  were,  instead,  a  disci-  They    smiled    companionably    at 

pline    and    a    preparation    for  one  another  as   the  bus  moved 

better,  more  lasting  relationships,  onto  the  highway. 


Enchanted  Valley 

Sylvia   Probst  Young 

There  is  a  valley  where  the  spring  will  come, 
A  quiet  place,  between  the  snow-crowned  hills, 
Where  winging  birds  may  find  a  welcome  home, 
And  wooded  lanes  will  shelter  daffodils. 

There  is  a  valley  where  small  brooks  will  glide 
Across  warm  pasture  lands,  through   banks  of  cress; 
And  where  a  plowboy  whistles  to  the  sky. 
And  fresh-turned  soil  awaits  the  rain's  caress. 

There  is  a  valley  where  the  spring  will  come 
Across  the  waiting  fields  when  April's  new, 
A  quiet  valley  bounded  by  God's  hills. 
And  where  my  heart  shall  keep  a  rendezvous. 


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Spring's  Impulse 

Thelma  J.   Lund 

Where  shall  I  find  spring's  impulse  — 
In  a  hollow  of  buttercup  gold 
along  the  curve  of  a  stream  bank 
where  blades  of  green  unfold? 

Here  in  a  woodland  meadow 
where  violet  petals  stain 
the  earth  and  breathe  their  fragrance 
after  an  April  rain? 

There  in  a  shallow  of  water, 
the  hue  of  a  bluebird's  wing, 
where  a  cloud's  reflection 
floats  slowly,  rippling? 

Or  is  this  elusive  impulse 
merely  a  whim  of  weather 
awakened  by  the  soundless 
falling  of  a  robin's  feather? 


Don   Knight 


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Nita  Ellis 
Penarth,  Glamorganshire,  South  Wales 


Well,  you're  on  your  way  home, 
Susan.  Glad?"  Douglas,  big  and 
tow-haired,  smiled  at  his  wife, 
sitting  listlessly  beside  him  in 
the  car.  He  noted,  with  a  pang, 
that  her  pretty  blue  suit  fitted 
her  more  loosely  than  it  had  done 
six  week  ago. 

"Of  course,  darling!"  She  said 
it  quietly  —  too  quietly.  And  be- 
cause they  had  been  close  to  one 
another  for  so  many  years,  he 
understood  at  once. 

"Now,  you  don't  have  to  take 
it  that  hard.  It  won't  hurt  you 
to  let  others  do  the  jobs  you've 
always  done.  I've  got  it  all  ar- 
ranged. Mrs.  James  is  to  come 
every  day  instead  of  once  a  week, 
and  we'll  have  a  nice,  quiet  holi- 
day somewhere." 

"I  don't  want  a  nice  quiet  holi- 
day, Doug.  I  just  want  to  do  my 
own  housework,  and  not  watch 
someone  else  doing  it." 


His  smile  became  wry,  as 
though  he  realized  the  futility  of 
trying  to  placate  her.  He  said 
nothing,  his  anxious,  gray  eyes 
fixed  on  the  dusty  road  ahead. 

I  shall  never  get  used  to  it, 
she  thought,  miserably,  never. 
The  memory  of  the  hospital  sur- 
geon's advice,  bluntly  matter-of- 
fact,  brought  her  near  to  tears. 

"You've  led  a  very  active  life, 
Mrs.  Stratton,"  he  had  said, 
"now  you  must  reorganize  things, 
so  that  you  take  it  more  easily. 
If  you  do  that,  you  can  expect 
to  have  as  many  more  years  as 
most  of  us.  If  you  don't,  this 
trouble  will  certainly  flare  up 
again,  and  then.  .  .  ."  He  had 
left  the  sentence  unfinished,  but 
his  eloquent  shrug  had  left  a 
bleakness  in  Susan's  tired  face. 

Now,  with  the  car  purring  its 
way  through  the  busy  town  to 
the  outskirts,  and  the  new  house 


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to  which  they  had  moved  only  a  into  the  coolness  of  the  hall, 

short  time  before  Susan's  illness,  It  smelled  of  polish  and  was 

she  gathered  the  last  twenty-five  brilliant  with  flowers.  In  the  big 

years  together  in  her  thoughts,  living   room  the   table   was   laid 

all  of  them  busy,   vital,   active,  with   her   best    china,    bowls    of 

She  had  taken  so  much  more  in  fruit  and  jellies  colorful  against 

her  stride  besides  marriage  and  her  gossamer  lace  cloth.  In  the 

family.  The  many  varied  Church  place  of  honor  stood  a  large  iced 

interests,  her  garden,  the  flower  cake,     with     "Welcome     Home" 

arrangement     classes     that    had  written  on  it. 

grown  into  a  local  society,   the  "Everyone's    been    so    good," 

old  people  who  had  come  to  rely  Cathy    told    her.    "Mrs.    Elliott 

on   her   visits    in    times    of   bad  brought  the  cake  this  morning, 

weather  —  the  list  was  endless.  From    the    Relief   Society,   with 

And  now.  .  .  .  love,  she  said.  And  those  flowers 

She  watched  the  fields,  green  in   the   hall   were   sent,   already 

with  summer,  and  tall  trees  that  fixed  in  the  containers,  from  the 

curtseyed    in    the    warm    breeze  Arrangement  Society." 

against  the  blue  softness  of  the  That    really    was    thoughtful, 

sky,    but    her    mind    was    shut  What  a  lot  of  work  went  into 

against  the  beauty  of  the  tender  those  kindnesses.  The  ready  tears 

afternoon.    Lulled   by   the   heat,  threatened  again,  as  Susan  leaned 

she     dozed,     drooping     a     little  back   in   the   comfortable   chair, 

against  her  husband's  shoulder,  trying  to  overcome  them, 

her     dark     hair     spraying     into  "Your    father    says    that    you 

curves    across    her    damp    brow,  have  managed  splendidly,  Cathy," 

she  said,  at  last. 

The   sound  of  a  familiar  bark  "Of   course.   Mum.  I   brought 

startled  her,  and  she  opened  her  Peter  with  me,  and  Mrs.  James 

eyes  to  see  Wilkie  leaping  down  kept  an  eye  on  him,  while  I  did 

the  path,  in  an  ecstatic  flurry  of  the  shopping  and  cooking.  I  was 

doggy  welcome.  She  was  home!  always  home  in  time  to  collect 

The    rose-red    brick    house    was  the   twins   from   school   and   fix 

sun-mellowed,  its  windows  spar-  Tom's  meal.  He  sends  his  love 

kling.   Cathy,  looking  fresh  and  —  coming  over  tomorrow." 
pretty,   in   a  white  linen   frock, 

was  standing  at  the  gate,  with  Susan  felt  as  though  the  rela- 

one-year-old  Peter  in  her  arms,  tionship  between  them  had  been 

"Lovely    to    have    you    back,  reversed.  She  had  always  thought 

Mum,"    she    called,    happily,    as  that  Cathy  needed  help,  with  an 

Douglas    helped    his    wife    care-  old-fashioned     house,     a     lively 

fully  from  the  car.  baby,  and  twins  only  just  five. 

Susan's  face  lighted  up  as  she  But  the  young  woman  who  spoke 

encircled     her     daughter's     slim  so  confidently,  had  a  brisk  ca- 

waist,  and  stroked  Wilkie's  mad-  pable  air  that  disconcerted  her. 

ly  bobbing  head.  She  savored  the  "I  don't  know  what  we  should 

warm   velvet   of   her   grandson's  have  done  without  you,"  Susan 

tiny  head  against  her  cheek  for  admitted.    Cathy's  answering 

a  long  moment  before  stepping  smile  was  a  serene  acceptance  of 

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her  own  capabilities,  instead  of 
the  glow  of  a  girl  paid  an  un- 
expected compliment. 

Through  the  window,  Susan 
could  see  the  flower  beds,  still 
bare,  framing  the  new  lawn.  No 
one  had  touched  the  garden,  she 
thought.  I  don't  think  I  could 
have  borne  it,  if  they'd  done  that 
job  for  me.  Conscious  of  the 
silence,  she  said,  stubbornly,  "I'd 
planned  to  do  everything  myself 
— the  rose  circle  —  rockery  — 
all  of  it.  There's  no  satisfaction 
like  working  on  new  ground  with 
your  own  hands." 

"Don't  worry,  dear,  we'll  see 
to  it,"  her  husband  promised, 
cheerfully,  but  she  shook  her 
head. 

Douglas  had  done  all  the  hard- 
est preparation  in  their  former 
garden,  but  he  hadn't  the  feeling 
for  growing  things,  as  Susan  had. 
It  had  never  mattered  that  he 
had  brains  but  no  skill  with  his 
hands,  as  that  plot  of  earth  had 
been  all  hers,  and  she  was  proud 
of  her  green  fingers. 

"It  wouldn't  be  the  same,"  she 
replied,  gently. 

The  tiny,  awkward  pause  was 
broken  by  the  sound  of  a  gate 
slamming,  feet  skidding  over  the 
shining  floor,  and  her  son  hurt- 
ling through  the  room. 

"Lo,  Mum."  He  gave  her  a 
brief,  rough  hug,  thrusting  a  posy 
of  tight,  pink  rosebuds  into  her 
hands.  "Gosh,  I'm  glad  you're 
back!  What  we  got  to  eat?"  He 
registered  approval  of  the  loaded 
table  with  a  grinning  "Wow!  Get 
a  load  of  that  cake!" 

The  tension  was  eased,  and 
Susan  ran  fond  blue  eyes  over 
the  sturdy  rosy-cheeked  figure  in 
the  slightly  faded  jeans.  He  had 


not  been  allowed  to  visit  her  in 
the  hospital  because  he  was  only 
ten  and  she  had  missed  him. 

"Thanks,  Kenny,"  she  said, 
lifting  the  blooms,  and  inhaling 
their  perfume.  "They're  lovely." 

"Thought  they'd  go  into  old 
Noddy's  cart."  Kenny  began  to 
set  chairs  around  the  table.  "See- 
ing you  got  no  flowers  growing 
yet." 

"Go  and  wash  your  hands, 
son."  Douglas  spoke  sharply,  and 
Kenny  stared  at  him. 

"Take  Noddy  with  you,"  sug- 
gested his  mother.  "Run  a  little 
water  in,  and  you  can  arrange 
them  for  me."  She  turned  to  the 
recess  where  the  little  donkey 
and  cart,  modeled  out  of  cream 
and  brown  pottery  usually  stood. 

"I  put  it  away.  Mum,"  ex- 
plained Cathy.  "In  the  hall  cup- 
board, Kenny  —  back  of  the  top 
shelf.  I  wasn't  having  it  broken 
while  I  was  in  charge,"  she  went 
on,  "I  put  your  favorite  orna- 
ment out  of  Pete's  way." 

It  was  a  happy  meal.  Kenny 
kept  them  laughing,  and  baby 
Peter,  bolstered  by  cushions, 
lolled  contentedly,  at  his  gran- 
nie's side.  Douglas  touched  his 
wife's  fingers,  as  she  passed 
plates,  and  the  small,  sweet  con- 
tact eased  the  pain  of  knowing 
that  he  would  never  completely 
understand  how  she  felt  about 
the  surgeon's  verdict. 

Long  after  Douglas  was  asleep 
that  night,  Susan  lay,  watching 
the  sparkle  of  moonlight  netted 
in  the  branches  outlined  against 
her  window.  Her  body  was  taut 
and  unrelaxed,  while  mentally, 
she  took  up,  one  by  one,  thoughts 
of  the  future.  To  be  still  was 
only  to  be  half  alive.  Oh,  yes,  she 


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could  cut  down  on  a  few  things, 
but  not  all  of  them.  If  she  was 
busy,  she  was  happy  —  and,  sure- 
ly, if  she  was  happy,  she  would 
be  well,  she  argued  to  herself. 
She  wasn't  going  to  let  them 
close  in  a  protective  circle  around 
her,  taking  all  her  life  away  from 
her,  doing  the  things  she  had 
always  done. 

When  Cathy  left  the  following 
day,  she  took  a  bundle  of  laundry 
with  her. 

"There's  no  need,"  Susan  pro- 
tested, indignantly. 

"It's  just  that  there's  extra 
this  week,"  Cathy  said,  trying  to 
soothe  her.  "Mrs.  James  has  had 
other  things  to  cope  with,  and  my 
washing  machine's  as  good  as 
yours." 

Her  smile  was  impish,  affec- 
tionate, the  kind  she  used  to 
coax  Peter  out  of  a  difficult 
mood,  and  the  feeling  of  un- 
reality invaded  Susan  again. 

"I'm  not  an  invalid,  Cath." 

"No,  dear,  you're  convalescent. 
Remember  how  you  looked  after 
me,  when  Peter  was  born?" 

"That  was  different." 

"It  wasn't  different  at  all.  It's 
nice  to  be  doing  something  for 
you.  Couldn't  you  try  looking  at 
things  that  way?  You've  helped 
so  many  people,  and  they're  all 
longing  to  say  'thank  you.'  I 
met  Judy  Elliott  on  the  way  here 
this  morning,  and  she  says  she'd 
just  love  to  plant  the  flower  beds 
for  you." 

"Thank  you,"  said  Susan,  firm- 
ly, "but  I  don't  want  the  garden 
touched." 

"It  will  have  to  be  done 
some  time,"  Cathy  pointed  out 
with  sweet  reasonableness.  "Bye, 
Mum.  See  you  tomorrow." 

Her    smile    was    unperturbed, 


and  Susan,  watching  her  wheel 
Peter  down  the  drive,  dashed 
away  the  weak  tears  that  seemed 
to  be  always  near  the  surface. 
Cathy,  she  reflected,  was  grown 
up  in  a  way  she  had  never  been 
before.  She  seemed  a  competent 
stranger,  as  trimly  efficient  as 
the  starched  hospital  nurse  had 
been. 

AACHEN  Douglas  came  home  un- 
expectedly from  the  office  some 
days  later,  he  met  Susan  coming 
downstairs  with  her  arms  full  of 
material.  She  looked  at  him  de- 
fiantly. "I  promised  to  make 
these  up,  before  I  went  into 
hospital.  There's  nothing  to  a 
few  hours  sewing." 

"Those  are  for  the  club  can- 
teen, aren't  they?  Surely  some- 
one else  could  have  taken  over  a 
job  of  that  kind." 

"Judy  Elliott  offered  to,  but  I 
wanted  to  do  it,  Douglas." 

"What  else  have  you  been  do- 
ing?" he  asked,  gently,  seeing  her 
strained,  pale  face. 

"I  sorted  over  the  piece  box 
to  find  scraps  for  the  patchwork 
quilt  we're  making,  and  cut  out 
some  felt  toys  for  the  work  meet- 
ing. Just  quiet  jobs.  That's  all." 

"Absolutely  all?"  he  pursued, 
relentlessly. 

"Well,  I  just  walked  over  to 
see  the  Wilsons.  They  have  both 
been  ill  for  months,  and  they  love 
visitors.  It  wasn't  far.  Don't  look 
so  accusing." 

"It's  too  much,  Susan.  You're 
beginning  again,  taking  up  all 
the  old  jobs,  and  you  can't  do 
that." 

"You  don't  know  how  it  feels 
to  have  people  coming  over  to 
help,  Mrs.  James  with  the  jam 
making,    Cathy    whisking    away 


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odd  parcels  of  laundry,  Judy  of- 
fering to  plant  my  garden.  You 
can't  understand  how  I  hate  tak- 
ing.'' 

"You've  always  given."  He 
drew  the  finished  curtains  from 
her.  "Sometimes  it's  more  blessed 
to  receive,  my  dear." 

There  was  a  babble  of  young 
voices  outside,  and  Susan  turned 
as  the  door  burst  open,  to  admit 
Jane  and  Tony,  as  alike  as  two 
peas  in  a  pod. 

"Look,  Grannie,"  they  piped, 
"look  what  we've  brought  you  — 
flowers." 

Brown  earth  and  green  stains 
smeared  the  chubby  knees  of  the 
twins,  and  in  their  dusty  warm 
hands  they  held  tightly  bundled 
dandelion  heads. 

"To  put  in  Noddy's  cart,"  ex- 
plained Jane,  breathlessly.  Wav- 
ing her  fistful  of  flashy  gold,  she 
ran  to  the  window  sill,  where 
Noddy  the  donkey  stood  in  har- 
ness between  the  chintz  curtains. 
Excitedly  she  grabbed.  There  was 
a  small  gasp  from  Susan  and  a 
crash  as  the  ornament  hit  a  chair. 
The  donkey  lay  on  his  side  on 
the  carpet  his  cart  broken  away 
from  him. 

At  the  sight  of  grannie's  face, 
Jane's  round  cheeks  flushed  and 
her  brown  eyes  clouded.  "I  didn't 
mean  to  break  Noddy,  Grannie. 
I  only  wanted  to  put  these  lovely 
flowers  in  his  cart.  Please  don't 
be  cross.  I  couldn't  help  it." 

Tony  put  one  grubby  arm 
around  his  sister's  shoulders. 
"They  can  mend  it,"  he  said 
with  male  nonchalance.  "Mum- 
my's got  some  glue  that  can  stick 
anything." 

Susan's  look  rested  on  them, 
two  hot,  tired  little  scraps,  with 


their  carefully  picked  gifts  still 
clutched  against  their  panting 
chests. 

Douglas  thought  he  had  never 
seen  anything  more  graceful  than 
the  swift  droop  of  his  wife's  body 
to  receive  those  gifts.  She  buried 
her  face  in  the  yellow  weeds,  cry- 
ing out  how  beautiful  they  were. 
"I'll  put  them  in  the  little  green 
bowl  —  see?  I'll  put  some  water 
in  it.  And  the  donkey  can  be 
mended  quite  easily."  She  went 
out,  the  children  dancing  arounri 
her,  their  shrill  delight  filling  the 
house. 

But  after  her  daughter  had 
taken  her  little  ones  home,  Susan 
inspected  Noddy  unhappily. 

"It  won't  show,  Susan,"  her 
husband  said.  "It  broke  at  the 
right  part,  luckily." 

"Remember  buying  this  little 
fellow?"  Her  voice  quivered. 
"The  first  present  you  ever  gave 
me."  She  fingered  the  small  ani- 
mal lovingly.  "All  through  the 
years,  I've  grown  dwarf  plants  in 
a  rockery,  to  supply  his  cart.  I've 
never  thought  of  him  as  a  china 
figure,  but  a  symbol.  A  reminder 
of  the  happiness  we've  shared. 
Now,  he  is  patched  up  —  he'll 
never  be  the  same."  Her  face 
crumpled.  "Like  me  —  just  like 
me!"  The  tears  she  had  held 
back  for  so  long  flowed  unheeded. 
She  buried  her  face  in  her  hands 
and  sobbed. 

Douglas  picked  her  up  bodily, 
holding  her  close,  waiting  until 
she  was  calm  enough  to  listen  to 
him.  "You  make  it  difficult  for 
us,  darling.  We  all  love  you  and 
want  to  help.  We  want  you  to 
get  better." 

"Better  for  what?  If  I  can't  do 
the    things    I've    always    done. 


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what's  left?  Oh,  I'm  sorry,  dear. 
I'm  behaving  badly,  but  I  can't 
seem  to  help  it." 

"You  must,  Susan,"  he  told 
her  calmly.  "You've  got  to  work 
this  out  for  yourself.  You  know 
that."  But  as  he  bent  over  her, 
feeling  the  softness  of  her  cheek, 
he  doubted  whether  she  ever 
would. 

The  tension  of  inner  conflict 
hung  over  the  entire  house.  Its 
central  point  was  the  naked- 
looking  garden  that  none  of 
them  dared  touch.  It  would  have 
been  their  contribution  to  Su- 
san's defeat. 

Kenny  was  too  young  to  under- 
stand that,  but  the  bare  stretch 
beyond  the  French  doors  fretted 
him.  He  said  to  his  father  one 
day,  "Aren't  we  ever  going  to  put 
any  flowers  in  the  garden?" 

"I  expect  Mum  will  do  some- 
thing about  it,  when  she  feels 
better.  Ken,"  Douglas  replied, 
guardedly. 

Kenny  frowned  over  his  home- 
work, thinking  about  something 
one  of  the  boys  at  school  had 
told  him.  A  party  held  in  the 
garden  instead  of  the  house, 
where  everyone  brought  a  plant 
to  put  in  the  ground.  Thoughts 
soon  shaped  into  an  idea  that 
was  both  wonderful  and  simple. 
If  his  mother  didn't  feel  like 
making  the  garden  pretty,  they 
could  all  get  together  and  do  it 
for  her.  It  was  just  a  question  of 
getting  enough  people,  and  he 
knew  most  of  those  she  worked 
with.  The  important  thing  was 
to  keep  it  a  secret  from  her. 

His  mother  was  sewing  in  the 
living  room.  "What  kind  of  flow- 
ers do  you  like  best.  Mum?"  he 
inquired. 


"I  like  them  all,"  she  told  him. 
"Why?" 

"Oh,  I  just  wondered.  What 
sort  would  you  like  in  your  gar- 
den?" 

"Ken!"  his  father  said,  hur- 
riedly, "isn't  it  almost  your  bed- 
time?" 

After  Kenny  had  gone, 
thoughtfully,  upstairs,  Susan 
said,  "Poor  old  Ken.  He  can't  be 
expected  to  know  how  I  feel." 

"Are  you  going  to  leave  it  as 
it  is?"  Douglas  asked. 

"I  suppose  I  shall  have  to  have 
something  done,"  she  conceded, 
reluctantly.  "But  I  don't  mind 
what.  It  isn't  important." 

"It  was,  once,  Susan." 

"Yes,  but  it  was  my  garden, 
then.  It  was  to  have  been  my 
own  achievement,  and  I  suppose 
I  just  don't  want  to  give  it  up." 


If  she  had  been  less  preoccupied, 
she  would  have  noticed  the 
banded-together  look  that  en- 
closed her  family. 

"Somebody's  got  to  do  some- 
thing to  wake  Mum  up,  and 
make  her  realize  how  selfish  she's 
being,"  Cathy  had  said  to  her 
father 

"Selfish,  Cath?  Is  that  fair?" 

"Yes.  How  would  she  have  felt 
if  all  the  people  she  has  helped 
had  refused  to  accept  anything 
from  her?" 

The  relationship  between 
Cathy  and  her  mother  had 
changed,  Douglas  thought.  Cathy 
was  no  longer  the  young  house- 
wife, needing  support  and  advice. 
He  doubted,  suddenly,  whether 
that  Cathy  had  existed,  except 
in  Susan's  imagination.  But  it 
must  be  hard  to  realize  that  one 
was  no  longer  indispensable,  he 


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MORE  BLESSED  TO  RECEIVE 

thought,  with  a  flash  of  compas-         Susan's  expression  altered.  Her 

sion.  eyes  shone  as  she  watched  her 

Some  days  later,  Douglas  took  friends.  "IVe  been  stupid  to  want 

Susan  out  for  the  afternoon  and  to     be     independent.     See     how 

when   they   returned,   it   was   to  happy  they  look!" 
find   people,   busy   with   trowels         Walking    towards    them,    her 

and  boxes  of  plants,  crowding  the  voice   lifted,   joyously,   ''Douglas 

garden.  has  just  told  me  what  you  have 

''What's    this?"    Susan    de-  planned.    It's    a    wonderful    sur- 

manded,  her  face  tight  with  dis-  prise,  and  the  best  present  I've 

may.  had  in  my  whole  life." 

Douglas  turned  her  round  to         Kenny,  disheveled  and  earnest, 

face  him.  "This  was  Ken's  idea,  appeared.   "Is  it  a  good  garden 

We  thought  it  a  good  one.  These  party.  Mum?" 
are  the  folks  you've  helped  for         Susan's    laugh    held    the    old 

years.  This  is  their  way  of  thank-  merry  ring.   "It's  the  best  idea 

ing   you   —   the   labor   of   their  you  ever  had.  Ken,"  she  assured 

hands.  Are  you  going  to  tell  them  him,  and,  sensing  that  his  Mum 

to  leave,  because  it's  your  place,  was  herself  again,  he  beamed, 
or  accept  the  gifts  we've  brought,         "Where  d'you  want  these  rose 

and  will  go  on  bringing  as  long  trees  put?"  he  asked,  important- 

as  you'll  let  us?"  ly. 


QuintAf-  fnr  Spring 

Hazel   Loomis 

He  came  with  spring  full  in  his  face. 
Gone  autumn's  doubt,  gone  winter's  seal. 
Spring's  garlands  wove  a  path  of  lace, 
A  petaled  spring  was  warm  to  feel. 

The  earth  was  bright  and  garden-green 
Around  about  him  where  he  knelt 
Within   a   maple-wooded   scene. 
Oh,  prayer,   pierce  sky!  Oh,  heaven,   melt. 

And  forge  from  rock  a  holy  stream 
Of  promise  for  a  crying  void 
Or  wisdom's  lack! 
Who  was  he  to  doubt  the  word? 

A  blackness  —  battle-pitched  until 
Spring  burst,  fire-opal  bright. 
With  words  so  clean 
They  covered  all  the  earth. 

Oh,  many  springs  are  woven  there  — 
A  gentle  path  —  a  quiet  wood  — 
Where  he  came  alone  for  prayer.  .  .  . 
Tread  lightly,  lightly  where  he  stood. 


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omm/ 


Caroline  Eyring  Miner 
To  Be  Happy 

Everything  has  its  beauty,  but  not  everyone  sees  it,"  said  Confucius.  This 
idea  is  akin  to  the  one  of  "taking  your  good  time  with  you,"  in  which  case 
you  are  sure  to  have  it.  It  is  one  of  the  great  sins  to  have  had  the  potential 
for  happiness,  which  we  all  have,  but  to  have  failed  in  its  realization. 

The  older  I  grow,  and  the  more  people  I  meet  who  carry  grudges  against 
this  person  and  that,  against  this  circumstance  and  that,  with  innumerable 
alibis  for  not  being  happier,  the  more  wonderful  I  think  my  mother  was. 

Mother  was  an  optimist.  Some  criticized  her  for  her  undiscriminating 
tastes,  as  they  labeled  them.  She  thought  there  was  no  lovelier  house  than 
hers  that  just  grew  like  Topsy  a  room  at  a  time.  She  loved  the  little  sleepy 
farming  community  in  which  she  lived.  She  loved  all  the  people  in  that  town, 
just  for  their  particular  peculiarities  and  qualities.  She  loved  each  of  her 
children,  together  with  all  their  faults,  of  which  she  seemed  strangely  unaware. 

She  enjoyed  every  little  thing:  golden  dandelions,  no  matter  in  what 
annoying  place  they  might  be  growing;  spicy  yellow  roses  that  grew  wild 
all  over  the  place  and  were  a  detestable  nuisance  to  everyone  else.  She  had 
a  moving  picture  of  color  TV,  long  before  the  invention,  in  the  magnificent 
Arizona  sunsets,  which  she  so  extravagantly  praised.  She  was  one  person  on 
whom  "nothing  was  lost"  that  could  bring  her  happiness. 

The  Listener's  Part 

As  a  speaker  in  your  service,  I  have  a  duty  to  deliver  to  you  the  speech  I 
have  prepared  for  you.  You  have  a  duty,  too,"  the  speaker  continued.  "Your 
responsibility  is  to  listen  and  absorb  and  apply.  Now,  if  you  get  through  listen- 
ing before  I  get  through  speaking,  just  raise  your  hands  and  I'll  stop." 

It  worked  like  magic.  With  such  a  challenge,  people  listened  and  didn't 
get  through  before  the  speaker  did.  The  very  fact  that  they  listened  motivated 
them  to  gain  from  the  talk. 

The  listener's  part  is  less  dramatic  than  that  of  the  speaker,  but  it  is 
every  bit  as  significant.  When  we  are  speaking  we  are  only  giving  forth  what 
we  already  know,  but  when  we  listen  we  may  learn  something  new. 

Being  Educated 

Being  educated  means  to  prefer  the  best  not  only  to  the  worst  but  to  the 
second  best,"  said  the  philosopher,  William  Lyon  Phelps.  Often  we  are  put 
on  the  spot  to  justify  an  education  for  a  person  if  he  does  not  make  more 
money  than  an  uneducated  person,  and  surprisingly  enough,  many  do  not. 
The  above  quotation  is  one  good  reason  for  having  an  education  —  to 
raise  one's  tastes;  to  lift  standards;  to  help  one  be  satisfied  with  only  the  best 
—  the  best  literature,  the  best  homemaking,  the  best  performance  in  any  art. 
Especially  is  it  necessary  for  one  to  set  a  high  standard  in  Church  service. 
Only  excellence  is  worthy  of  the  Lord. 

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MP*                                              m 

/omans 
Sphere 

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11T._5L 

Ramona  W,  Cannon     ^H 

Lt.  Colonel  Harriet  W.  Worley,   of  the 

United  States  Army  Nurse  Corps,  re- 
ceived the  Legion  of  Merit  award,  the 
Nation's  second  highest  peacetime 
award,  at  Fort  Douglas,  Utah,  in  Janu- 
ary. Authorized  by  the  President  of  the 
United  States,  the  citation  reads:  "With 
rare  foresight,  mature  judgment,  keen 
and  analytical  ability  and  resourceful- 
ness, she  developed  the  first  Army 
Nurse  Corps  Career  Management  pro- 
gram, and  was  the  innovator  of  formal 
nursing  research  and  development  in 
the  Army." 


Mothers  in  Utah  have  the  lowest  In- 
fant mortality  rate  (20.3  per  1,000 
live  births)  in  the  United  States,  ac- 
cording to  Dr.  Joseph  P.  Kesler,  Direc- 
tor, Department  of  Children's  Services, 
Utah  State  Department  of  Health. 
Among  the  factors  involved  in  this 
record,  Dr.  Kesler  lists  the  following: 
a  higher  educational  level  of  the  moth- 
ers, resulting  in  better  infant  care;  a 
relatively  low  rate  of  cigarette  smoking 
by  mothers;  relatively  good  hygienic 
and  sanitary  standards  in  the  home; 
and  the  birth  of  more  than  ninety-nine 
per  cent  of  all  Utah  babies  in  hospitals. 


Mary  G.  Roebling,  who  is  a  bank  presi- 
dent, predicts,  "Within  the  next  decade 
we  will  see  a  tremendous  increase  in 
the  number  of  women  occupying  top 
managerial  positions." 


Queen  Frederika  of  Greece  and  her 
daughter.  Princess  Irene,  twenty-two, 
arrived  in  New  York  January  22,  for  a 
brief  visit  in  the  United  States.  The 
Queen,  a  highly  intelligent  and  well 
educated  woman,  received  an  hon- 
orary doctor  of  laws  degree  from 
Columbia  University,  and  observed 
American  television    programs. 

Margaret  Chase  Smith,  senior  Senator 
from  Maine,  on  January  27,  entered 
the  race  for  the  Republican  nomination 
for  President  of  the  United  States.  First 
woman  to  enter  actively  such  a  cam- 
paign in  a  major  party,  her  name  will 
be  presented  in  primaries  in  New 
Hampshire  and  Illinois  and  probably 
in  the  District  of  Columbia  and  Ore- 
gon. Mrs.  Smith  served  in  the  House 
of  Representatives  from  1940-1948  and 
in  the  Senate  since  1948.  She  is  noted 
for  faithful  attendance  at  Senate  ses- 
sions and  committee  meetings,  being 
a  member  of  two  powerful  committees, 
the  Aeronautical  and  Space  Sciences 
Committee  and  the  Armed  Services 
and  Appropriations  Committee. 

There  are  57,926,000  women  of  voting 
age  in  the  United  States.  That  is  ap- 
proximately 3,828,000  more  than  the 
men  of  voting  age  in  the  country. 
Women  could  actually  control  political 
situations,  but  they  rarely  vote  as  a 
block.  Polls  show  that  more  men  than 
women  are  favorable  to  the  idea  of 
having  a  woman   president. 


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EDITORIAL 


Volume  bI "    April  1 


umber  4 


Belle  S.  Spafford,  President 
Marianne  C.  Sharp,  First  Counselor 
Louise  W.  Madsen,  Second  Counselor 
Hulda  Parker,  Secretary-Treasurer 


Relief  Society  Time  at  the  New  York  World's  Fair 

June  24-25,    1964 

As  the  Church  has  moved  out  of  the  wilderness  since  it  was  organized 
in  1830  so,  under  the  guidance  of  the  Priesthood,  Relief  Society  has 
moved  with  it.  As  the  gospel  is  brought  to  different  nations,  kindreds, 
tongues,  and  people,  the  divine  organization  for  women  —  the  Relief 
Society  —  is  also  constituted  to  do  the  work  assigned  by  the  Church 
to  Church  women. 

With  the  great  impetus  today  from  the  inspired  plans  of  accelera- 
tion in  Church  government.  Relief  Society,  as  the  companion  organi- 
zation to  the  Priesthood,  moves  forward  in  like  tempo  with  expanded 
programs.  Its  Singing  Mothers  have  won  signal  recognition  in  many 
parts  of  the  Church,  none  greater  than  the  1961  International  Chorus 
of  Singing  Mothers  which  combined  singers  from  Utah  with  singers 
from  the  British  Isles  under  the  leadership  of  Sister  Florence  J.  Mad- 
sen.  Now,  at  the  New  York  World's  Fair,  Singing  Mothers  Concerts 
are  to  be  given  under  the  direction  of  the  General  Board  on  the  after- 
noons of  June  24  and  25,  1964.  The  Singing  Mothers  will  all  be  from 
the  New  York,  New  Jersey,  Boston,  Philadelphia,  Washington,  and  Po- 
tomac Stakes.  Mrs.  Ellen  Neilson  Barnes,  chorister  of  the  Washington 
Stake  Relief  Society,  will  conduct  the  two  concerts.  Dr.  Florence  Jepper- 
son  Madsen,  chairman  of  the  General  Board's  music  committee,  will  be 
associated  with  Mrs.  Barnes  in  presenting  numbers  at  the  concerts. 
Mrs.  Barnes  and  Mrs.  Madsen  are  both  graduates  of  the  New  England 
Conservatory  of  Music  and  both  are  experienced  in  conducting  Singing 


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Anna  B.  Hart 
Edith  S.  Elliott 
Florence  J.  Madsen 
Leone  G.  Layton 
Blanche  B.  Stoddard 
Evon  W.  Peterson 
Aleine  M.  Young 
Josie  B.  Bay 
Alberta  H.  Christensen 
Mildred  B.   Eyring 
Charlotte  A.  Larsen 
Edith  P.  Backman 
Winniefred  S.  Manwaring 
EIna  P.   Haymond 


Mary  R.  Young 
Mary  V.  Cameron 
Afton  W.  Hunt 
Wealtha  S.  Mendenhal 
Pearle  M.  Olsen 
Elsa  T.  Peterson 
Fanny  S.  Kienitz 
Elizabeth  B.  Winters 
LaRue  H.  Rosell 
Jennie  R.  Scott 
Alice  L.  Wilkinson 
LaPriel  S.  Bunker 
Irene  W.  Buehner 
Irene  C.  Lloyd 


Hazel  S.   Cann 
Hazel  S.  Love 
Fawn  H.  Sharp 
Celestia  J.  Taylor 
Anne  R.  Gledhill 
Belva    Barlow 
Zola  J.  McGhie 
Oa  J,  Cannon 
Lila   B.  Walch 
Lenore  C.  Gundersen 
Marjorie  C.  Pingree 
Darlene  C.  Dedekind 
Cleone  R.  Eccles 


Mothers  Choruses.  This  activity  sets  a  new  pattern  in  General  Board 
direction  wherein  the  major  responsibility  is  placed  upon  a  geographic 
unit  of  the  Church.  Two  concerts  will  take  place  on  each  of  the  after- 
noons of  June  24  and  25  at  the  World's  Fair  Pavilion.  This  would  seem 
a  propitious  time  for  Relief  Society  women  everywhere  who  plan  to 
attend  the  Fair  with  their  families  to  make  their  visit  to  the  Fair  include 
these  dates. 

Relief  Society  women  will  serve  as  hostesses  at  the  Better  Living 
Center  at  the  Women's  Hospitality  Center  under  the  direction  of  Anna 
Laura  Stohl  Cannon  for  the  week  of  June  22-27.  June  24  has  been 
designated  as  Relief  Society  Day  at  the  Better  Living  Center,  at  which 
time  the  Relief  Society  General  Presidency  will  receive  guests  of  national 
and  international  renown.  This  Center  will  serve  as  the  official  head- 
quarters for  national  and  international  women's  organizations.  Colonial 
Williamsburg  is  doing  the  interior  decorating  of  this  5,000  square  foot 
space  which  has  been  assigned  to  the  Center. 

President  Belle  S.  Spafford  is  a  member  of  the  Board  of  the 
Women's  Advisory  Council  to  the  1964-65  New  York  World's  Fair.  She 
works  also  under  the  direction  of  the  World's  Fair  Committee  of  our 
Church. 

It  is  hoped  that  Relief  Society  sisters  everywhere  will  converge 
on  the  New  York  World's  Fair  June  24  or  25  to  enjoy  the  Singing 
Mothers  Concerts. 

— M.  C.  S. 


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The  previews  for  the  1964-65  lessons  will  appear  in  the  June  1964 
issue  of  The  Relief  Society  Magazine,  and  the  lessons  for  October  will 
be  in  the  July  1964  issue.  In  order  to  obtain  the  June  issue  of  the 
Magazine  it  will  be  necessary  for  renewals  and  new  subscriptions  to 
reach  the  General  Offices  by  the  first  of  May  1964.  It  is  suggested 
that  Magazine  representatives  check  their  Hsts  immediately  so  that 
all  Relief  Society  members  wiU  receive  all  of  the  issues  containing 
the  lessons.  It  is  suggested  that  ward  presidents  make  this  announce- 
ment in  the  April  meetings. 


The  Warblers 

Dorothy  J.   Roberts 

They  brought  a  song,  a  wisp  of  thread, 
They  scanned  the  pine  outside  my  sill 
For  nesting  a  perennial  mate. 
And  something  moved  my  wintering  will. 

Song  grew  until  a  symphony 
Rose  from  the  neighborhood  of  trees. 
And  something,  listening,  aroused 
My  waning  wonder,  hearing  these 

Who  weave  their  hopes  above  the  street. 
Paired  for  flight  into  songful  teams. 
Who  build  the  bits  I  throw  away 
Into  a  dwelling  for  their  dreams. 


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Cancer's  Two  Deadly  Gaps 

American  Cancer  Society 

In  cancer,  in  1964,  there  are  two  deep,  tragic  gaps:  the  research  gap 
and  the  education  gap.  Cancer  research  has  accompHshed  fifty  per 
cent  of  its  task.  Today,  it  is  possible  cure  to  one  half  of  all  cancers. 
The  remaining  fifty  per  cent  waits  on  new  discoveries  —  bridging 
the  research  gap.  The  other  gap  —  the  education  gap  —  could  be 
bridged  immediately.  Lack  of  education  cancels  some  of  the  benefits 
of  research  —  by  keeping  about  one  out  of  every  six  cancer  patients 
from  the  prompt  diagnosis  and  the  proper  treatment  that  could 
save  his  life.  In  one  year  —  this  year  — in  this  country,  the  educa- 
tion gap  will  cost  about  90,000  hves  —  people  who  could  be  saved 
from  cancer  if  they  were  properly  educated  and  motivated  to  help 
themselves. 

Education  could  save:  people  who  have  not  learned  the  seven 
danger  signals  that  may  mean  cancer  —  or  who  fail  to  act  on  these 
signals;  people  who  do  not  know  that  cancer  can  be  cured  if  found 
early,  hence  avoid  periodic  health  examinations;  people  who  do  not 
know  what  modem  surgery,  radiation,  and  drugs  can  do  against 
cancer,  hence  avoid  proper  treatment  or  delay  it  too  long  for  safety. 
The  seven  danger  signals  are:  unusual  bleeding  or  discharge;  a 
lump  or  thickening  in  the  breast  or  elsewhere;  a  sore  that  does  not 
heal;  change  in  bowel  or  bladder  habits;  hoarseness  or  cough;  indi- 
gestion or  difficulty  in  swallowing;  change  in  wart  or  mole. 

To  cure  more,  give  more  to  the  American  Cancer  Society! 


Earth  Renewed 

Grace  Barker  Wilson 

I  had  forgotten  how  the  earth  is  fair, 
The  miracles  of  birds  and  butterflies, 
Till  I  saw  wonder  shining  in  her  eyes, 
And  shafts  of  sunlight  making  gold  her  hair. 

We  gathered  nuts  and  left  them  for  the  squirrels. 
We  watched  the  wild  canaries  flash  and  dart 
From  tree  to  tree.  Again  I  felt  a  part 
Of  mystery  encompassing  small  girls. 

A  bright  leaf  fallen  from  a  maple  tree, 
A  fluffy  cloud  ship  floating  overhead, 
Were  newly  beautiful  when  sunset's  red 
Reflected  all  her  wonderment  to  me. 


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Clara  floated  gently,  unhurried, 
through  the  anesthetic  until  the 
gleam  of  the  delivery  room  ceiling 
brought  her  back  to  reality. 

''That  didn't  take  long,"  she 
thought  with  drowsy  relief. 

"You  have  a  Httle  girl."  The 
doctor's  pleasant  voice  caught 
her  up  with  a  jerk. 

"Is  she  all  right?"  She  gave 
weak  voice  to  the  question  first 
on  a  mother's  tongue. 

"Yes,"  the  doctor's  voice  re- 
assured her.  She  gave  in  to  the 
lassitude  that  plagued  her,  float- 
ing gently  to  the  haven  of  no 
pain.  "But,"  he  continued,  pull- 
ing her  rudely  back,  "she  has 
something  wrong  with  her  stom- 
ach. A  hernia,  or  something  of 
that  order." 

She  forced  herself  to  show 
interest. 

"Oh?"  Hernia  operations  were 
quite  common.  She  began  to  drift 
away  again,  but  the  doctor 
wouldn't  let  her. 

"Let's  go  to  the  nursery  so  you 
can  see  her."  Clara  felt  the  table 
move    under    her    and    watched 


through  pleasantly  clouded  vis- 
ion as  the  ceiling  changed  from 
white  to  cool  green. 

The  table  stopped  and  a  gentle 
hand  on  her  cheek  turned  her 
face  toward  the  nursery  window. 
She  forced  herself  to  concentrate. 
The  nurse,  holding  the  baby, 
watched  the  mother's  expression 
as  she  looked  into  the  round  face, 
eyes  pinched  tight,  the  little  nose 
pressed  flat  into  a  red,  soft- 
fleshed  face,  dark  hair  curled 
tightly  to  her  head. 

"She  weighs  nine  pounds  and 
thirteen  ounces,"  the  doctor  said, 
and  the  mother  smiled  weakly, 
breathed.  .  .  . 

"She's  beautiful!"  The  nurse 
with  a  deft  hand,  turned  back 
the  blanket  to  reveal  the  wrin- 
kled, red,  freshly  washed  little 
body.  There  !  !  !  She  saw  but 
couldn't  comprehend.  She  closed 
her  eyes  to  shut  out  the  sight 
and  longed  with  all  her  heart  to 
return  to  the  safety  of  oblivion 
.  .  .  anywhere  just  to  get  away 
from  now. 

She  felt  a  tear  slide  down  her 


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cheek  and  raised  a  hand  to  con- 
ceal her  face. 

"What  happened?"  she  whis- 
pered, sick  with  grief.  She  felt 
the  gentle  pressure  of  a  hand  on 
her  shoulder,  and  looking  up  met 
the  doctor's  unflinching  gaze. 

There  was  such  concern  there 
that  she  felt  sorry  for  him  and 
guilty  also  that  she  was  causing 
him  such  anxiety. 

"We  don't  know  how  or  why 
these  things  happen,"  he  said 
gently,  "perhaps  she'll  be  all 
right.  We'll  just  have  to  wait  and 
see."  But  she  had  again  covered 
her  face,  seeking  privacy. 

"You  had  better  put  her  to 
bed,"  he  directed  softly. 

The  table  moved  and  she  let 
herself  sink  back  into  blessed  un- 
awareness.  She  was  dimly  aware 
of  gentle  hands  moving  her, 
pillows  flattened,  and  the  warmth 
of  heated  blankets  tucked  around 
her.  Someone  was  crying,  some- 
where. Such  heartbroken  sobs. 
She  wished  they  would  stop.  She 
didn't  like  to  hear  anyone  cry. 

Something  terrible  must  have 
happened,  she  thought.  She 
opened  her  eyelids  with  great 
effort  and  discovered  with  sur- 
prise that  it  was  she  crying.  She 
stopped  abruptly,  ashamed  of  her 
lack  of  control.  Why  was  she 
crying?  For  herself?  The  baby? 
Disappointment?  The  uncertain- 
ty of  the  situation?  She  didn't 
know.  She  turned  toward  the 
sanctuary  of  the  wall  and  invited 
the  soothing  balm  of  semi-con- 
sciousness again,  but  it  was  gone. 
It  wouldn't  return.  So,  there 
was  to  be  no  going  back.  What 
was  ahead?  It  had  finally  hap- 
pened to  her.  She,  too,  had  given 
birth  to  an  imperfect  child.  That 


much  was  a  faCt,  but  would  it 
live?  If  it  did,  then  what?  Had 
they  called  her  ^husband?  Had 
they  told  him?  What  would  he 
think?  There  were  too  many 
questions.  She  closed  her  eyes 
and  hid  her  face  in  the  pillow. 
Immediately  she  saw  the  baby. 
She  opened  her  eyes  frantically. 
She  would  not  feel  the  same  way 
about  this  baby  as  she  had  the 
others.  She  would  not  love  it  or 
get  attached  to  it,  that  was  her 
only  hope.  Then,  if  the  baby 
should  die,  the  loss  wouldn't  be 
so  painful.  She  nodded  her  head 
firmly.  Yes!  That  was  the  only 
way. 


She  raised  herself  heavily  and 
reached  for  the  glass  and  tube 
beside  the  bed.  The  water  tasted 
so  good.  Would  she  ever  get 
enough?  She  fell  back  and  again 
turned  her  face  to  the  wall. 
Weariness,  physical  and  emotion- 
al, overcame  her  and  she  drifted 
gently  away. 

A  hand  on  her  shoulder,  a 
gentle  kiss  on  her  cheek,  pulled 
her  out  of  the  dark  comfortable 
nothing.  She  came  reluctantly. 
Looking  up  into  her  husband's 
brown  eyes  searchingly,  she  knew 
immediately  that  they  hadn't 
told  him. 

"Another  girl,  huh?"  Hal 
grinned.  "When  are  you  going  to 
add  a  little  variety  to  this  family 
of  ours?"  She  tried  to  smile  but 
her  face  crumpled  as  she  began 
to  weep.  Her  arms  reaching  des- 
perately pulled  him  close.  She 
couldn't  bear  to  have  even  him 
see  the  hurt  in  her  face.  He  drew 
back  in  alarm. 

"Hey,  honey,  what's  the  mat- 
ter?" He  slipped  an  arm  under 


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her  shoulders  and  pulled  her 
close. 

"There's  something  wrong  with 
our  baby,"  Clara  sobbed  broken- 
ly, then  quickly  closed  her  eyes 
to  shut  out  the  sight  of  his  face 
gone  suddenly  white;  the  sick 
look  of  fear  that  tightened  the 
corners  of  his  mouth.  He  held 
her  close,  wordlessly,  for  a  mo- 
ment. 

"Well,  honey,"  Hal  pushed  the 
damp  curls  back  from  her  face 
with  gentle  fingers,  "we  wondered 
if  sooner  or  later  something 
would  be  wrong  with  one  of  them, 
didn't  we?" 

She  nodded  jerkily,  swallowing 
hard.  They  had  discussed  it. 

"But  not  this  one,"  she  pleaded 
desperately,  "please,  not  this 
one."  They  clung  together  silent- 
ly until  the  misery  that  had 
filled  the  room  gently  subsided. 

"Have  you  seen  the  pedia- 
trician yet?" 

"No." 

"Let's  wait  and  see  what  he 
says."  He  bent  to  kiss  her  cheek. 
"Now,  don't  feel  so  badly  .  .  .  it's 
nothing  we  could  have  helped." 
He  answered  her  unspoken  ques- 
tion. "Things  will  work  out, 
you'll  see."  He  laid  her  against 
the  pillows  and  straightened  up, 
holding  her  hand  so  tightly  the 
wide  gold  wedding  band  cut  into 
her  fingers.  "I'll  be  right  back. 
I'm  going  down  to  see  her."  He 
was  back  in  five  minutes. 


She's  cute,  isn't  she?"  Clara 
smiled  through  her  tears.  At 
least  some  things  weren't  so  dif- 
ferent. "She'll  be  all  right,"  Hal 
predicted  and  she  tried  to  absorb 
some  of  his  confidence.  "She's 
big  and  strong,  and  even  if  it 


means  an  operation  she'll  be  able 
to  stand  it."  She  cringed,  miser- 
able at  the  thought  of  an  oper- 
ation on  such  a  small  body.  After 
a  prolonged  silence  her  husband 
began  to  speak  hesitantly.  Strug- 
gling to  eradicate  the  thought  of 
an  operation,  she  followed  his 
words  carefully,  praying  for  dis- 
traction. 

"I  met  Grant  Fuller  down  the 
hall,"  he  spoke  slowly,  thought- 
fully. "Irene's  here.  They  had 
their  baby  today,  too."  He  hesi- 
tated, undecided,  then  continued, 
"It  died  a  half  hour  ago." 

She  lay  there  stunned.  Becom- 
ing aware  that  her  teeth  were  so 
tightly  clenched  they  ached,  she 
relaxed  with  effort. 

"She  was  born  under  the  cove- 
nant, so  they,  at  least,  know 
they'll  have  her  in  the  hereafter," 
he  concluded. 

Suddenly  her  arms  felt  so 
empty  they  ached.  The  here- 
after's too  far  away,  she  thought 
in  a  panic.  My  baby's  just  down 
the  hall  and  I  want  her  now. 
But  how  long  would  she  be  there? 
At  least  Grant  and  Irene  knew. 
Ahead  of  her  was  what?  A  crip- 
pled child?  Would  she  require  so 
much  attention  that  the  rest  of 
the  family  would  suffer  neglect? 
She  suddenly  realized  what  a 
pathetically  weak  person  she 
was.  What  was  ahead  for  them? 
She  couldn't  face  any  of  it. 

"At  least  we  can  hope,"  Hal 
answered  her  unspoken  question. 
But  what  was  hope?  It  could  be 
a  deceiving  liar,  luring  her  to- 
ward happiness,  then  abruptly 
plunge  her  to  the  very  depths  of 
despair.  She  shook  her  head  in 
silent  rebellion.  NO!  !  She'd  not 
be  lured  into  that  trap.  "You 
know    these    things    happen    to 


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teach  us  something,"  he  insisted, 
watching  her  face  intently. 

"Yes,"  she  agreed,  "I  know 
that,"  her  forehead  wrinkled, 
"but  what?  What?" 

He  shrugged,  absently  rubbing 
the  back  of  her  hand  with  his 
thumb. 

Hal  looked  at  the  telephone  be- 
side her  bed.  "You  should  call 
your  mother." 

"I  know  I  should,"  she  replied 
wearily,  "but  she'll  ask  'Is  every- 
thing all  right?'  and  then  what 
do  I  say?  We  don't  even  know  if 
the  baby  will  live  or  not.  Besides 
mother  has  enough  to  worry 
about  with  Janet."  He  nodded 
reluctantly. 

Janet,  her  little  niece,  was  suf- 
fering from  an  incurable  disease. 
The  little  girl's  grandmother, 
with  gentle  hands,  performed  for 
Janet  many  tasks  and  helped 
Janet's  mother  so  the  little  girl 
had  not  gone  into  a  hospital. 

Clara,  on  the  other  hand,  had 
always  regarded  Janet  as  some- 
one who  deserved  to  be  loved  but 
harbored  a  deep  feeling  of  guilt 
because  in  spite  of  this  convic- 
tion, the  wandering,  innocent, 
baby  eyes,  aimlessly  seeking 
hands,  and  the  unintelligible  ut- 
terings  of  a  child  of  ten  years 
had  frightened  her.  She  had  been 
relieved  to  move  to  another  city. 

Now  what?  Would  her  baby 
be  another  Janet  to  the  family? 
More  of  the  same  arguments  .  .  . 
the  whole  confusing  conflict  all 
over  again? 

"No,"  Clara  said  decisively, 
"I  can't  call  her  yet  .  .  .  maybe 
tomorrow,"  she  half  promised  be- 
fore he  left. 

That  night,  the  pediatrician, 
whom  she  had  known  for  twelve 


years,  was  a  stranger  at  the  foot 
of  her  bed.  The  concern  in  his 
face  told  her  before  he  did  the 
results  of  his  examination  in  the 
nursery. 


Clara  again  felt  guilty  that  she 
had  brought  a  less  than  perfect 
babe  into  the  world  and  was 
causing  still  another  person  such 
obvious  concern.  She  smiled  en- 
couragement. 

"I've  seen  the  baby,"  his  eyes 
were  steady.  She  waited.  "The 
big  question  is  whether  her  body 
is  capable  of  functioning  and 
only  time  will  answer  that."  The 
smile  left  her  face.  She  had 
counted  on  him  to  reassure  her. 
"Are  you  going  to  nurse  her?" 
His  question  plopped  in  the  awk- 
ward silence.  She  avoided  his 
eyes. 

"I  don't  know,"  she  murmured 
miserably.  "Why  don't  I  know?" 
she  asked  herself  desperately. 
She  had  nursed  the  others.  There 
had  been  no  question  then.  "But 
this  one  is  different,"  she  excused 
herself.  "If  I  nurse  her  and  she 
dies,  then  what?"  The  physical 
pain  would  be  just  another  re- 
minder of  her  loss.  I  couldn't 
stand  it,  she  thought  wildly. 
What  if  they  decided  the  baby 
could  not  leave  the  hospital  when 
she  did,  then  what?  So  many 
problems,  was  there  no  end?  She 
pressed  her  hands  to  her  throb- 
bing temples.  Was  there  no  way 
out  of  this  trap?  "I  don't  know!" 
she  repeated  defiantly  into  the 
strained  silence. 

"You  have  plenty  of  time 
to  decide,"  the  pediatrician  as- 
sured her  mildly. 

"I've  arranged  with  the  nurs- 
ery to  show  you  your  baby  when- 


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ever  you  want  to  see  her,"  he 
said  kindly. 

She  nodded  and  murmured  a 
thank  you,  but  she  knew  in  her 
heart  that  she  wouldn't  go.  Per- 
haps, given  time,  she  would  be 
able  to  forget  what  she  looked 
like.  No  .  .  .  she  would  not  go 
see  her.  The  less  she  had  to  do 
with  the  baby  the  better  for  her. 
She  wouldn't  get  attached  to  her. 

Night  passed  in  drugged,  fitful 
slumber,  awakening  to  awareness 
and  willing  herself  back  into  ob- 
livion .  .  .  blessed  oblivion  .  .  . 
peaceful  .  .  .  unthinking  .  .  .  un- 
complicated oblivion.  But  with 
the  coming  of  day  her  period  of 
respite  ended. 

"Do  you  want  the  news  of 
your  baby's  birth  published  in 
the  newspapers?"  an  impersonal 
nurse  inquired,  her  pencil  poised. 

Clara  looked  up  in  surprise. 
They  had  never  asked  her  that 
before.  Were  they  so  sure  it 
wouldn't  live?  What  would  she 
tell  the  children?  .  .  .  They  had 
waited  so  long  with  the  little  bed 
so  carefully  made  up.  How  did 
you  tell  them  there  was  no  baby 
to  put  in  it  ...  ? 

"You  don't  have  to  if  you  don't 
want  to,"  the  nurse  avoided  her 
eyes  as  she  prodded  her  toward 
a  decision. 

She  thinks  I'm  ashamed  of  my 
baby,  the  mother  suddenly  re- 
alized with  a  deep  sense  of  shame. 
But  was  being  a  coward  a  better 
virtue?  How  selfish  she  had  been. 
She  should  have  been  thinking 
of  her  husband  and  children  and 
trying  to  make  the  situation 
more  bearable  for  them,  but  she 
had  made  herself  the  biggest 
problem. 


o  .  .  .  Her  first  concern  should 
have  been  for  the  tiny  baby  down 
in  the  nursery  whom  she  had 
been  so  deliberately  ignoring.  She 
felt  a  sudden  sense  of  release.  It 
had  never  occurred  to  her  not  to 
acknowledge  the  birth  of  the 
baby. 

"Of  course  I  want  it  pub- 
lished," she  replied  firmly,  and 
the  poised  pencil  made  its  mark 
and  left.  She  thought  of  the  tiny 
girl  down  the  hall.  If  she,  her 
own  mother,  wouldn't  claim  and 
love  her,  who  would?  She  had 
the  right,  perfect  or  not,  to  be 
loved  and  cared  for  by  her 
mother  whether  she  lived  one 
day,  one  week,  or  whatever  time 
she  had. 

Clara  looked  up  as  the  doctor 
entered  the  room  followed  by  a 
nurse  carrying  her  baby.  She 
had  seen  the  baby  only  the  once 
since  it  was  born  and  now,  as  she 
looked  into  her  small  face  and 
laid  a  gentle  finger  against  the 
softest  cheek  she  had  ever 
touched,  her  heart  ached  with 
love  and  compassion. 

"May  I  hold  her?" 

The  nurse,  after  a  nod  from 
the  doctor,  handed  her  the  baby. 
Her  cheeks  flushed  with  shame 
as  she  realized  that  they,  too, 
had  misunderstood  her  coward- 
ice. She  looked  into  the  small 
closed-up  face,  and  wondered 
how  long  .  .  .  today  .  .  .  tomorrow 
.  .  .  one  week  ...  it  didn't  matter 
.  .  .this  was  her  baby.  If  she  just 
lives  two  weeks,  then  I'll  be  sure, 
she  made  herself  the  vain  prom- 
ise. 

"She  seems  to  be  in  good  order 
internally,"  the  doctor  volun- 
teered encouragingly. 


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The  mother's  eyes  left  the 
baby  face  and  looked  up  into  his 
searchingly.  Here  was  more  than 
she  had  dared  hope  for.  She 
clutched  the  pink  bundle  against 
her,  pressing  her  cheek  to  the 
face  of  the  sleeping  infant.  Tears 
slid  down  her  cheeks,  and  in 
spite  of  herself,  she  sobbed.  She 
felt  the  baby  taken  from  her  and 
firm  hands  put  her  to  bed.  A 
capsule  was  pressed  into  her 
hand.  She  cried  steadily  until 
the  drugged  pillow  that  softens 
all  emotions  put  her  to  sleep. 

That  evening  Clara  looked 
down  at  the  dark  head  pillowed 
on  her  arm.  The  satin  cheeks 
were  dimpling  rhythmically  as 
the  baby  nursed.  Her  small  fin- 
gers closed  around  Clara's  thumb. 
With  a  gentle  hand  she  stirred 
the  tight,  dark  curls.  Placing  her 
daughter  against  her  shoulder, 
she  patted  the  tiny  back. 
Through  the  blanket  she  could 
feel  the  row  of  safety  pins  hold- 
ing a  binder  securely  around  the 
small  body.  She  smiled  as  she 
felt  the  soft  brush  of  warm 
breath  .  .  .  that  precious  breath 


of  life  .  .  .  and  her  heart  filled 
with  gratitude  for  having  her  to 
hold  one  more  day. 

Suddenly  she  saw  beyond  the 
physical  imperfection  of  her  baby 
and  knew  what  it  was  that  must 
be  learned.  She  held  the  baby 
from  her  and  looked  at  her  in- 
tently. 

Her  thoughts  turned  to  her 
other  children.  She  didn't  love 
any  one  of  them,  more  or  less, 
according  to  his  physical  con- 
dition. The  spirit  within  shaped 
them  and  made  them  who  and 
what  they  were. 

How  could  she  have  been  so 
blind?  First  about  little  Janet 
and  then  her  own  baby.  Now  she 
could  understand  her  mother's 
stubborn  devotion  to  Janet's 
care.  She,  with  greater  wisdom, 
had  seen  beyond  that  tortured 
little  body  and  loved  the  pre- 
cious, innocent  soul  that  was  held 
captive  within. 

Gathering  her  daughter  into 
her  arms,  carefully  so  as  not  to 
awaken  her,  Clara  held  her  close 
to  her  heart  and  reached  for  the 
telephone. 


Desert  in  Springtime 

Ethel  Jacobson 

Here  are  dusty  creek  beds, 

Stones,  and  burning  sand, 
But  spring  comes  tripping  bravely 

To  this  forbidding  land. 
Seeds  lie  quiet,  waiting 

The  fleeting  kiss  of  rain, 
Then  magically  blossom 

To  carpet  dune  and  plain. 
Poppy,  mariposa. 

Verbena,  lupine,  broom  — 
No  one  knows  spring  truly 
Till  he  sees  the  desert  bloom! 


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IForgitiing 


Viola  Ashton  Candland 


.  .  .  and  when  they  were  come  to  the  place,  which 
is  called  Calvary,  there  they  crucified  him  .  .  .  (Luke  23:33). 


How  callously  they  nailed  him  to  the  cross. 

Quite  unaware  this  dreadful,  dreadful  deed 

Was  prophecy  fulfilled,  believing  loss 

Of  life  would  mean  the  end  of  him.  No  seed 

Of  blame  could  root  in  Christ,  where  true  love  grew 

To  bear  Its  fruits  upon  the  cross  and  plead, 

"Forgive  them  for  they  know  not  what  they  do," 

And  stand  as  an  example  and  a  creed. 

The  nails  —  the  cross  —  the  thorny  crown  —  the  scorn 
Intended  in  the  sign  for  all  to  read  — 
Unto  this  very  hour  he  was  born. 
Redeemer  of  the  world,  a  King  indeed; 

And  agony  and  blood  could  not  erase 
The  mark  of  godhood  printed  on  his  face. 


A  callous  world  still  nails  him  to  the  cross 
With  spikes  of  unbelief  and  hate  and  greed; 
And  frivolous,  indifferent  hands  still  toss 
Away  his  gift  of  love  as  if  the  need 
For  it  did  not  exist.  The  precious  words 
That  tell  how  Jesus  came  to  earth  to  bleed 
And  die  that  man  might  live,  are  wasted  chords 
In  cynics'  ears  and  hearts  that  will  not  heed. 

Ah,  world,  which  largely,  yet,  profanes  his  name, 
How  long  before  repentant  hearts  will  plead 
For  that  same  love  which  once  was  put  to  shame, 
And  pray  that  he,  again,  will  intercede. 

And  know  that  he  looks  down  at  us  today 
In  that  same  sorrowing,  forgiving  way? 


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Betty  G.  Spencer 


There,"  sighed  Laura  with  re- 
lief, as  she  deftly  polished  the 
last  bit  of  nickel  on  the  big 
"Home  Comfort"  range.  Her 
stepmother's  kitchen  was  well 
kept  and  tidy.  Aunt  Em  took 
pride  in  a  neat  house,  and  she 
and  Laura  had  taken  particular 
pains  to  see  that  everything  was 
just  right  today. 


Reluctant  to  finish  the  task, 
Laura  brushed  the  cloth  across 
the  warming  oven  until  she  could 
see  her  face  in  the  polished  metal. 
Plain,  she  thought,  just  plain. 
Her  thin  face  looked  a  bit  pale 
below  the  heavy  coronet  formed 
by  her  light  brown  braids.  "If 
time  would  just  stand  still  for 
a  few  hours,"  she  said  to  herself. 
But  she  knew  it  wouldn't.  She 
would  have  to  face  it,  there  was 
just  no  other  way. 

This  was  the  morning  Brother 
William  Barker  was  coming  to 
watch  her  set  a  batch  of  bread. 
She  had  heard  of  young  women 
having  to  do  strange  things  to 
get  a  husband,  but  Brother 
William's  request  did  beat  all. 

Papa  had  scolded  her  before 
he  left  for  the  fields  this  morning. 


"Brother  William  has  my  per- 
mission to  call,"  Papa  reminded 
her,  "and  besides,  Laura,"  he  had 
chided,  "it's  about  time  you  be- 
gan thinking  of  marrying.  You'll 
never  find  a  better  catch,  and 
Brother  William  is  a  fine,  up- 
standing young  man." 

That  settled  things  as  far  as 
Papa  was  concerned,  and  Laura 
didn't  know  but  what  he  was 
right. 

The  Thomas  clock  chimed  the 
half-hour.  Aunt  Em  looked  up 
anxiously  from  the  worktable  as 
she  placed  prints  of  newly 
churned  butter  in  an  earthen 
crock. 

"Laura,  dear,"  she  urged, 
"you'd  best  hurry." 

Nervously,  Laura  put  away  her 
cleaning  cloth  as  the  rusty  hinge 


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on  the  front  gate  squeaked  its 
warning. 

"Aunt  Em,"  she  said  in  a  small 
tight  voice,  "he's  here!" 

"Now,  Laura,"  Aunt  Em 
soothed,  placing  her  hand  on 
Laura's  arm,  "just  do  your  best 
and  everything  will  go  fine.  Just 
be  yourself,  child." 

"I'll  try.  Aunt  Em,  I'll  try," 
Laura  replied.  "I'll  take  the  crock 
to  the  spring  house  and  be  right 
in." 

She  could  hear  Aunt  Em  greet 
their  guest  as  she  closed  the 
kitchen  door  softly  and  hurried 
down  the  path.  She  pulled  the 
wooden  peg  and  swung  the  heavy 
door  wide,  letting  the  bright 
morning  sun  make  checkered  pat- 
terns on  the  hard-packed  dirt 
floor.  Quickly  she  placed  the 
butter  crock  in  the  screened  food 
safe,  and  took  one  last  admiring 
look  at  the  cut  glass  plate  on 
the  top  shelf. 

Neat  rows  of  daintily  deco- 
rated cup  cakes  were  ready  to  be 
served  at  refreshment  time. 

Aunt  Em  had  discouraged  Laura 
about  making  the  fancy  pastries, 
but  Laura  insisted  she  wanted  to 
go  to  the  trouble,  and  had  been 
finishing  the  last  of  the  decorat- 
ing when  Aunt  Em  arose  this 
morning. 

"I'll  show  William  that  I  can 
serve  the  fanciest  cakes  in  Spring 
City,"  she  reassured  herself.  "I'll 
bet  they  are  as  delicate  and  tasty 
as  any  he  ever  had  back  in  St. 
Louis,  too." 

There  was  time  for  only  a 
quick  pat  at  the  wisps  of  hair 
that  escaped  the  bone  hairpins, 
as  she  tidied  herself  at  the  marble 
washstand.  Secretly,  Laura  had 
been  longing  to  cut  her  hair,  just 


a  bit,  and  use  rag  curlers  to  do 
her  hair  in  the  fashionable  ring- 
let style,  but  Papa  would  never 
permit  it. 

Laura  doffed  the  wrinkled 
coverall  and  tied  her  best  em- 
broidered half  apron  about  her 
slender  waist.  She  had  best  not 
dawdle.  She  could  hear  Aunt  Em 
and  William  talking  in  the  sitting 
room. 

Laura  entered  the  room  quiet- 
ly. Brother  Barker  crossed  the 
sitting  room  in  four  long  strides 
and  clasped  her  hand  in  a  crush- 
ing handshake. 

"Brother  Barker,"  she  smiled, 
"how  nice  to  see  you." 

"Good  morning.  Sister  Laura," 
he  replied,  his  blue  eyes  spar- 
kling merrily.  "I've  just  been 
telling  Sister  Grant  how  grateful 
I  am  that  you  would  let  me  come 
this  morning." 

This  morning,  Laura  thought, 
this  very  morning,  and  all  the 
witty,  clever  sentences  she  had 
practiced  last  night,  left  her 
completely. 

The  force  of  Brother  Barker's 
greeting  brought  fresh  doubt 
about  the  next  few  hours.  It  was 
hard,  knowing  that  William  had 
been  courting  several  other  young 
ladies.  Now  it  was  Laura's  turn, 
and  it  wouldn't  have  been  so 
bad,  except  that  she  was  in  love 
with  William.  From  the  first  time 
she  had  noticed  him  sitting  so 
attentively  at  sacrament  meeting 
that  Thursday  evening,  six 
months  ago,  she  had  hoped  that 
he  would  find  it  possible  to  re- 
turn the  affection  she  felt  for 
him. 

William  had  been  walking 
Laura  home  from  church  for 
several  months,  now,  but  he 
occasionally  walked  other  young 


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ladies  home,  too,  and  Laura  could 
never  tell  how  William  really 
felt  about  her. 

Yesterday,  however,  he  had 
asked  Papa  for  permission  to 
visit  today,  and  to  take  Laura  to 
the  harvest  ball,  which  was  to  be 
held  tonight  in  the  new  social 
hall. 

Everyone  knew  that  William 
was  looking  for  a  wife  to  share 
the  new  frame  home  which  had 
just  been  built  near  his  small 
mercantile  store.  William's  only 
mention  of  marriage,  though,  had 
been  to  tell  Laura  that  his  moth- 
er, back  in  St.  Louis,  had  written 
to  tell  him  the  qualities  he  should 
seek  when  choosing  his  com- 
panion. 

Aunt  Em  chatted  easily  about 
the  weather,  and  William  was 
soon  telling  them  about  his  latest 
letter  from  his  mother. 

"A  very  unusual  woman,  my 
mother,"  William  declared. 

Aunt  Em  turned  the  conversa- 
tion to  the  coming  Sunday  School 
picnic,  as  Laura  brought  her  sup- 
plies from  the  small,  dark  pantry. 
Laura  felt  more  at  ease  in  the 
kitchen,  and  set  to  work  grate- 
fully. 

Flour,  sugar,  salt,  lard,  and  the 
precious  bottle  of  potato  "start" 
soon  filled  the  checkered  oil  cloth 
on  the  round  table. 

Last  evening.  Sister  Barratt 
had  put  a  generous  amount  in 
the  small  bucket  Laura  carried 
so  she  had  far  more  "start"  than 
she  usually  received  in  trade  for 
her  two  cups  of  flour. 

The  "start"  was  foamy  and 
light  as  she  poured  it  into  the 
center  of  the  flour,  which  had 
been  sifted  in  the  large,  tin  dish- 
pan,    bright    with    lead    patches 


that  bore  silent  testimony  of  its 
constant  use.  Almost  automat- 
ically, Laura  added  the  other  in- 
gredients and  began  to  knead 
the  dough. 

Kneading  was  a  pleasant  task 
which  Laura  enjoyed.  There  were 
times  when  she  had  kneaded  with 
vigor,  when  thinking  out  a  prob- 
lem. She  realized  with  a  start 
that  she  was  kneading  extra 
vigorously  now,  but  wondering 
just  why  William  had  wanted  to 
see  her  set  the  bread  was  most 
upsetting. 

Laura  loved  to  cook,  and  it 
must  be  that  William  loved  to 
eat,  going  out  of  his  way,  as  he 
was  doing,  to  see  what  kind  of 
bread  she  made. 

But  there  must  be  more  to 
it  than  that.  He  could  have 
just  asked  to  taste  a  slice  or 
two,  goodness  knows  she  made 
enough,  keeping  the  big  family 
supplied. 

Aunt  Em  and  Brother  William 
sat  in  rockers  by  the  window,  but 
Laura  felt  that  they  were  both 
right  at  her  elbow.  William 
watched  carefully,  and  the  polite 
conversation  came  to  an  un- 
comfortable standstill  as  Laura 
kneaded. 

The  silence  in  the  kitchen  was 
broken  as  the  front  gate  swung 
violently.  The  rusty  hinge 
squeaked  briskly  in  the  quiet 
room,  as  the  gate  was  shut  with 
a  snap. 

"Now  who  could  that  be,  of  a 
weekday  morning?"  mused  Aunt 
Em. 

Almost  before  they  could  won- 
der, they  were  greeted  by  the 
scent  of  rose  sachet.  Only  one 
girl  in  the  village  of  Spring  City 
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to  use  the  sachet  so  lavishly.  It 
couldn't  be,  but  it  was. 

"Why,  Cousin  Julie,  what  a 
surprise,''  said  Aunt  Em,  as  Julie 
swept  into  the  room.  "I  didn't 
know  you  had  returned  from  Salt 
Lake  City." 

"Just  last  night,"  Julie  replied 
as  she  turned  to  Laura,  who 
smiled  a  greeting.  "I  had  so  much 
to  tell  Laura  about  the  city,  that 
I  thought  I'd  run  over  and  spend 
the  morning." 

She  glanced  at  Brother  Barker, 
who  had  stood  to  greet  her,  and 
then  at  Laura,  "I  hope  I  haven't 
come  at  an  inconvenient  time." 

"Of  course  not,  Julie,  we're  al- 
ways glad  to  have  you,"  said 
Laura. 

Julie  was  soon  seated  in  Broth- 
er William's  rocker,  as  he  pulled 
a  straight-back  chair  from  the 
table  for  himself. 

Laura's  slender  fingers  trem- 
bled as  she  went  on  with  her 
work.  The  elation  of  the  task 
was  gone. 

Julie  talked  animatedly  about 
her  trip  to  the  city,  with  Aunt 
Em  and  William  captivated  by 
her  lively  chatter.  Her  starched 
petticoats  rustled  softly  as  she 
bent  to  take  baby  Katie  from 
Aunt  Em. 

Katie's  fat  little  fingers  mussed 
the  elaborate  switch  Julie  had 
carefully  pinned  across  her 
smooth  crown,  releasing  an  au- 
burn cascade  of  ringlets.  Laura 
knew  it  had  taken  at  least  an 
hour  to  curl  the  ringlets  around 
some  patient  sister's  finger. 

Laura  could  contribute  little 
to  the  conversation,  as  William 
and  Julie  compared  travel  ex- 
periences and  acquaintances  in 
Salt  Lake  City  and  in  St.  Louis, 


where  Julie  had  visited  last  sum- 
mer. 

At  last,  the  bread  was  kneaded 
down  for  the  last  time,  and  Laura 
placed  the  large  black  pans  side 
by  side  on  the  table  and  molded 
the  loaves  expertly.  Soon  eight 
loaves  were  rising  under  clean 
dish  towels,  and  Aunt  Em  nodded 
that  Laura  should  begin  serving 
refreshments,  while  she  seated 
the  guests  on  the  shady  side 
porch. 

Laura  hurried  down  the  spring- 
house  steps,  glad  to  get  out  of 
the  kitchen.  The  rose  sachet  was 
almost  overpowering;  Julie,  her- 
self, was  almost  overpK)wering. 
Julie,  she  thought,  so  elegant  and 
lovely.  How  could  any  man  resist 
her? 

Laura  felt  dowdy  in  compari- 
son. Her  checked  gingham  was 
starched  and  clean,  and  had  been 
carefully  fitted  by  the  local 
seamstress,  Mrs.  Clark,  but  it 
looked  shabby  next  to  Julie's 
second-best  merino. 

"Well,  that's  that,"  sighed 
Laura. 

Julie  could  charm  the  birds 
right  out  of  the  trees,  and  Laura 
was  sure  she  had  charmed 
William  right  out  of  any  ideas 
he  might  have  had  about  want- 
ing her  as  his  wife. 

She  would  just  serve  the  fresh 
buttermilk  and  the  pastries,  and 
William  could  get  out  of  her  life 
forever.  She  was  glad  the  morn- 
ing was  over.  She  felt  such  a 
failure.  She  bit  her  lip  to  keep 
back  the  impending  tears,  and 
tried  to  console  herself  with  the 
thought  that  William  wasn't  the 
only  man  in  Sanpete  Countj^ 

Tabitha,   Julie's   big  tortoise- 


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colored  cat,  had  followed  her 
across  the  yard  and  leaped  down 
the  steps  ahead  of  her. 

"Scat,  Tabitha,"  Laura  ex- 
claimed. But  Tabitha  was  in  the 
room  as  soon  as  the  door  was 
opened,  staring  at  Laura  from 
her  perch  atop  the  food  safe. 

Just  as  Laura  lifted  the  cut 
glass  plate,  Tabitha  jumped 
down,  bumping  Laura's  arm  and 
sending  pastries  and  plate  to  the 
hard-packed  dirt  floor. 

Laura's  heart  sank  with  the 
cakes. 

"Oh,  Tabitha,"  she  scolded, 
"what  will  I  ever  do  now?" 

William  and  Julie  and  Aunt 
Em  were  waiting  on  the  side 
porch,  and  she  knew  that  the 
conversation  had  turned  from  the 
doings  in  Spring  City,  to  the 
social  season  in  Salt  Lake  City, 
where  Julie  was  to  spend  the 
winter  with  her  grandparents. 

She  couldn't  serve  plain  but- 
termilk, not  with  William  and 
Julie  used  to  such  elegant  re- 
freshments. Laura  put  her  hand 
against  the  safe  and  pondered. 
Everything  took  so  much  time 
—  all  but  one  thing.  There  was 
nothing  else  to  serve. 

Resolutely,  Laura  climbed  the 
steps  and  crossed  the  dooryard. 
Entering  the  kitchen,  she  shook 
the  grate  briskly  and  put  two 
pieces  of  wood  in  the  big  range. 
The  fire  blazed  up  quickly. 

She  pushed  the  black  skillet 
over  the  front  lid  and  spooned 
lard  into  it  swiftly. 

"Plain  food,"  she  muttered  to 
herself.  "Just  Hke  me.  I'll  be  my- 
self," she  cried,  "plain  and  prac- 
tical." 

Laura  cut  strips  of  dough  from 
a  loaf  rising  in  one  of  the  long 
pans,  frying  them  quickly  in  the 


skillet.  As  she  removed  the 
scones  from  the  skillet,  she  sprin- 
kled them  with  a  bit  of  sugar, 
split  them  and  spread  them  gen- 
erously with  butter  and  currant 
jelly. 

The  tears  of  frustration  were 
gone,  and  resignation  filled  Lau- 
ra's heart  as  she  placed  the 
scones  on  a  neat  tray.  Frosty 
glasses  of  buttermilk  clinked 
sharply  as  she  served  her  guests. 

"Scones,  how  delightful," 
chirped  Julie.  But  it  was  plain 
that  she  had  been  expecting 
something  fancier. 

William  reached  for  a  third 
scone  before  turning  to  Laura. 

"Delicious,  Laura,  simply  de- 
licious," he  complimented.  "My 
mother  makes  excellent  scones, 
but  these  are  the  best  I  have 
ever  tasted." 

Laura  smiled.  Mrs.  Barker's 
cooking  ability  was  of  little  con- 
cern to  her  right  at  that  moment, 
since  this  was  the  first  time  that 
William  had  called  her  anything 
except  Sister  Grant  or  Sister 
Laura. 

The  Thomas  clock  struck 
eleven.  William  stood  up  rather 
awkwardly,  saying,  "I  must  get 
back  to  the  store,  Laura,  but  I've 
had  a  very  enjoyable  morning." 

He  looked  at  Aunt  Em,  who 
looked  at  Katie,  nodding  in 
Julie's  lap. 

"It's  time  for  Katie's  nap," 
said  Aunt  Em.  "Come,  Julie,  you 
can  help  me  get  her  down." 

Julie  would  have  remained  on 
the  porch,  but  Aunt  Em  had  her 
by  the  arm  and  into  the  house 
before  she  could  protest. 

"Laura,"  said  William  softly, 
"I  hope  you  understand  that  I 
was  just  following  my  mother's 
instruction,   in   asking  to  watch 


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you  set  a  batch  of  bread.  Before 
I  left  St.  Louis,  I  promised 
Mother  that  I  would  follow  her 
recommendations  when  it  came 
time  for  me  to  choose  a  wife. 
You  meet  every  qualification, 
Laura,  and  it  would  give  me 
great  pleasure  if  you  would  con- 
sent to  be  my  wife." 

"But,  Papa  .  .  ."  Laura  began. 

"He  gave  me  permission  to 
speak  to  you  about  it  last  night," 
William  replied,  drawing  a  small 
box  from  his  coat  pocket. 

Before  she  knew  quite  what 
was  happening,  William  had 
placed  a  ring  on  the  appropriate 
finger. 

"I  hope  it  pleases  you,  Laura," 
he  said. 

Laura  looked  at  the  lovely 
pearl,  surrounded  by  small  rubies. 

"Oh,  WiUiam,"  cried  Laura,  "I 

accept." 

*     *     * 

Laura  and  William  were  the 
center  of  attention  at  the  Harvest 
Ball.  Laura  proudly  allowed  her 
friends  to  see  her  lovely  ring,  and 
William  acknowledged  the  hearty 
congratulations  with  obvious 
pleasure. 

As  Laura  prepared  to  enter  the 
house  later  that  evening,  William 
gently  lifted  her  chin  to  the  pale 
light  coming  from  the  sitting 
room  window  and  sealed  the  en- 
gagement with  a  tender  kiss. 

In  the  circle  of  his  arms,  Laura 


asked  rather  hesitantly,  "Wil- 
liam," she  began,  "you  may  think 
me  rather  bold,  but  could  you 
tell  me  what  qualities  you  found 
in  me  that  your  mother  re- 
quired?" 

"Laura,  Laura,"  he  smiled, 
holding  her  hands  in  his.  "Moth- 
er gave  only  two  requirements, 
and  you  met  them  both.  I  was 
to  watch  you  set  a  batch  of 
bread,  so  that  I  could  see  if  you 
would  knead  the  flour  around  the 
pan  into  the  dough.  If  a  woman  is 
thrifty  in  small  things,  she'll  be 
thrifty  in  all  things,  according  to 
my  mother.  I  was  to  choose  a  girl 
who  would  be  satisfied  with  plain 
food  and  plain  living  until  I  can 
earn  a  better  income  in  my  store. 
The  second  requirement  was  the 
easiest.  I  was  to  love  the  girl 
with  all  my  heart." 

"Oh,  William,"  Laura  cried 
gaily,  "I  can  hardly  wait  to  meet 
your  mother.  She  sounds  like  a 
wonderful  person." 

"Most  unusual,"  smiled  Wil- 
liam. 

"William,"  mused  Laura, 
"there's  one  thing  I  must  have 
when  we  begin  housekeeping." 

"Just  name  it,"  said  William, 
"and  I'll  do  my  best  to  get  it  for 
you." 

"I'd  like  a  tortoise-shell  cat," 
replied  Laura.  "It  will  help  to  re- 
mind me  always  to  be  myself!" 


Gift  Apron 

Beuiah   Huish  Sadleir 

Spring  is  in  the  pocket, 
Summer  in  the  thread, 
Blue  —  to  catch  the  moonbeams. 
When  all  but  love  is  dead. 


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Application 

Louise  Murray 

Three  women  once  went  shopping.  Each  one  bought  a  well-equipped  sewing  basket. 
The  first  woman  took  hers  home,  and  put  it  carefully  away  for  future  use,  then  pro- 
ceeded with  her  normal,  daily  tasks.  She  became  so  busy  with  the  routine  things  of 
life,  that  after  awhile  she  forgot  about  her  purchase,  and  never  did  get  it  out  and  use  it. 

The  second  woman  brought  her  basket  home,  and  sat  down  to  admire  it.  She 
sat  looking  at  the  lovely  colored  threads,  the  bright  needles,  the  pretty  buttons,  and 
the  sharp  scissors.  She  thought  wistfully  of  all  the  beautiful  things  she  would  sew  — 
fashionable  dresses,  embroidered  linens,  bazaar  aprons,  and  so  many  more  articles.  But 
she  daydreamed  so  long,  that  she  never  did  have  time  to  do  the  things  she  thought 
about  before  it  was  time  to  turn  to  other  occupations. 

The  third  woman  took  her  sewing  basket  home,  and  sat  down  to  use  it.  Small 
toes  were  warm  because  of  her  fast  flying  darning  needle.  Her  happy  husband  found 
his  buttons  sewed  on  and  his  shirt  collars  mended.  Because  of  her  industry,  her  home 
was  lovely  with  drapes,  linens,  tea  towels,  and  other  products  of  her  skill.  The  woman 
herself  felt  the  thrill  of  accomplishment  because  she  made  use  of  the  tools  she  had 
bought. 

When  you  come  to  Relief  Society  and  listen  to  the  lesson,  to  which  of  these  ladies 
can  you  be  compared?  Do  you  come,  listen,  and  forget?  Do  you  come,  listen,  and 
ponder?  OR  do  you  come,  listen,  and  apply  the  gospel  truths  you  hear  to  your  life, 
brightening  not  only  your  life,  but  the  lives  of  those  around  you? 


Tiie  Heavens  Proclaim 

Veda  G.   Linford 

Above  my  bed  the  pointed  pines  and  firs, 
Shadowed  against  the  slowly  darkening  sky, 
Stand  guard. 

Venus,  the  early  evening  star 
Alone  bids  me  goodnight. 
The  murmuring  stream  enchants  me  and  I  sleep. 

The  rustle  of  a  deer  feeding  at  night. 
The  snapping  of  dry  twigs  arouses  me, 
I  wake  to  see  God's  glory  in  the  sky. 
And  earth,  turning  to  meet  tomorrow's  sun, 
Seems  to  be  hanging  motionless  in  space. 

As  heaven's  pageant  drifts  toward  the  west 
The  milky  way  draws  filmy  gossamer 
Across  the  sky. 

Now  all  the  trees  topping  the  rim  of  hills 
Are  filled  with  twinkling  stars. 

The  crescent  moon 
For  a  brief  moment  rests  on  the  slender  tip 
Of  a  tall  fir. 

All  this  is  mine  because  a  moving  deer  — 

A  crackling  branch  —  awoke  me  in  the  night. 


Spring  Fashion 

Vesta  N.   Fairbairn 

Brown  hills 

Wear  pale  new  grass 

Like  oversklrts  of  tulle 

With  scattered  jewels  of  lupine, 

Poppies. 


Stimulus 

Eva  Willes  Wangsgaard 


The  sun  cut  through  the  fog  just  now 

And  glistened  on  the  rime, 
Translating  every  lucent  bough 

Beyond  this  place  and  time, 
A  breath-arresting  spectacle. 

Heart-lifting  epilogue 
To  a  theme  too  gray.  Now  all  is  well. 

The  sun  cut  through  the  fog. 


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Part  VI  —  Make  the  Most  of  Economical  Cuts  of  Meat 

Sadie  O.  Morris 


Meat  not  only  is  one  of  the  most 
universally  liked  foods,  but  is  an 
excellent  source  of  certain  im- 
portant nutrients.  It  is  valued 
for  the  good  quality  proteins, 
minerals,  and  water-soluble  vita- 
mins it  contributes  to  the  diet. 
Taste  appeal  places  meat  high 
on  the  market  list;  generally  it 
is  the  first  item  chosen  when 
planning  a  menu. 

Meat  is  usually  judged  on  the 
basis  of  tenderness,  juiciness, 
and  flavor.  Tenderness  is  an  im- 
portant factor  contributing  to  the 
palatability  of  meat.  Certain  cuts 
of  meat  derived  from  any  animal 
are  relatively  less  tender  than 
others.  The  most  tender  cuts  al- 
ways lie  along  the  backbone  and 
ribs,  the  less  tender  parts  com- 
ing, as  a  rule,  from  the  shank, 
shoulder,  neck,  and  under  parts 
of  the  body.  The  less  tender  cuts 
of  meat  include  sections  of  mus- 
cles that  are  exercised  as  the 
animal  walks  and  grazes.  These 
muscles  contain  a  large  propor- 
tion of  well-developed  connective 


tissue  which,  unless  modified  by 
cookery  processes,  contributes  to 
toughness. 

The  less  tender  cuts  of  meat 
require  the  use  of  moist  heat. 
Moist  heat  softens  the  connective 
tissues  making  it  more  tender. 
These  cuts  of  meat  may  also  be 
made  more  tender  by  pounding, 
grinding,  or  cubing.  Tenderness 
of  meat  is  also  affected  by  the 
temperature  at  which  it  is 
cooked,  tenderness  increasing 
with  lower  temperatures.  The 
lower  cooking  temperatures  re- 
tain the  juice  and  flavor  of  meat 
and  reduce  shrinkage. 

Use  of  less  tender  cuts  of  meat 
lends  interest  to  the  meal  be- 
cause of  the  great  variety  of  ways 
these  cuts  may  be  prepared. 

Variety  meats,  which  are  the 
organs,  such  as  liver  and  heart, 
are  especially  high  in  nutritive 
value.  In  addition,  they  are  com- 
paratively low  in  cost,  making 
them  valuable  additions  to  low- 
cost  menus. 


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SWISS   STEAK 

2   lbs.    round   or  chuck   steak,   cut   into    1-inch 

thick   pieces 
Va   c.   sifted   flour 
2   tsp.  salt 
Vi  tsp.   pepper 
Va   c.   fat 

2   c.    canned    tomatoes 
Vi   c.  onion,  chopped 
Va   tsp.    paprika 

Combine  flour,  salt,  and  pepper;  pound  into 
steak,  using  edge  of  knife.  Slowly  brown 
steak  in  hot  fat  in  Dutch  oven  or  deep  skillet. 
Combine  tomatoes,  chopped  onion,  and  pap- 
rika in  a  small  boiler;  heat  to  a  boil;  pour 
over  steak.  Cover.  Simmer  or  cook  in  a 
moderate  oven  (350°)  for  IVi  hours. 
Yield:    6-8    servings 

SHORT  RIBS  AND   GRAVY 

2y%   lbs.   short  ribs 

Va   c.  flour 

Vi  tsp.   salt 

Va  tsp.   pepper 

2  tbsp,  fat 

Va   c.  onions,  minced 

1  bay  leaf 
Va  c.  water 
^A   c.   milk 

Roll  the  short  ribs  in  the  flour,  seasoned  with 
the  salt  and  pepper.  Brown  the  short  ribs 
and  onions  in  the  fat.  Add  the  water  and 
bay  leaf  and  simmer  slowly  for  1  hour.  Add 
the  milk  for  gravy  and  simmer  about  10 
minutes  more.  Season  gravy  to  taste. 
Yield:  4  servings 

SWEET-SOUR  SHORT  RIBS 

2Vi   lbs.  short  ribs 

2  tbsp.    cornstarch 

1  c.   beef  broth  from   a   beef  bouillon   cube 
Vi  c.  cider  vinegar 

Vi   c.  brown  sugar 

2  tbsp.  vegetable  oil 

1    tbsp.   ground  ginger 
1    tsp.   accent 
1    tbsp.   soy  sauce 
Vi  tsp.   salt 

Brown  the  short  ribs  in  fat  and  arrange  in  a 
deep  baking  dish.  Combine  the  remaining 
ingredients  and  pour  over  the  short  ribs. 
Bake  in  a  moderately  slow  oven  (350° F)  until 
the  meat  is  tender  —  about  IVi  hours. 
Yield:   4  servings 


PORCUPINE  MEAT  BALLS 

1  lb.  ground  beef 

V2  c.  rice,  cooked  for  5  minutes 

1  tbsp.  minced   onion 

1  tsp.    salt 

1  can   tomato  soup 

1  c.  water 

1  tbsp.    Worcestershire    sauce 

Combine  meat,  cooked  rice,  onion,  and  salt. 
Mix  well  and  form  into  balls.  Place  in  a  deep 
baking  dish.  Combine  tomato  soup,  water, 
and  Worcestershire  sauce.  Pour  over  meat 
balls.  Cover  dish,  bake  at  350° F  for  \Vi  hours. 
Serve  hot  and  pour  tomato  sauce  over  the 
balls. 
Yield:   5-6   servings 

TATER-BURGERS 

V2   lb.  hamburger 

1    c.   shredded   raw   potatoes 

3   tbsp.  finely   chopped  onion 

1    tsp.    salt 

1    tbsp.  fat 

Mix  together  the  hamburger,  potatoes,  onion, 
and  salt.  Form  into  4  patties.  Pan-fry  in  hot 
fat  about  10  minutes  on  each  side.  Serve  hot. 
Yield:  4  patties 

CASSEROLE    OF    BARBECUED    HAMBURGER 
AND   LIMA    BEANS 

1  lb.  hamburger 

Vz   lb.  (2  cups)  dried  lima  beans 
Va   tsp.   salt 
3   tbsp.  fat 

Barbecue  Sauce: 
Va   c.  onion,   sliced 

2  tbsp.   sugar 

2  tbsp.  Worcestershire   sauce 

2  tsp.   salt 

V2  tsp.  chili  powder 

Va   c.  catsup 

%   c.   water 

Soak  lima  beans  by  boiling  for  2  minutes, 
removing  from  the  heat,  and  soaking  for  1 
hour  (or  soak  the  beans  overnight).  Cook 
the  beans  in  boiling  salted  (%  tsp.)  water 
until  tender,  about  2  hours. 
Combine  barbecue  sauce  ingredients  and  sim- 
mer 15  minutes.  Brown  the  hamburger  in  the 
hot  fat.  Place  cooked  lima  beans,  hamburger, 
and  sauce  in  alternate  layers  in  a  2-quart 
casserole.  Bake  in  moderate  oven  (350°)  45 
minutes. 
Yield:  6-8  servings 


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THE  HOME— INSIDE  AND  OUT 


BARBECUED   LIVER  AND  ONIONS 

1  lb.  liver 

%   c.  chopped  onion 

2  tbsp.  fat 

Va  tsp.  pepper 

V^  tsp.  salt 

1    c.  tomato  juice 

3  tbsp.  flour 

Brown    liver   and   onions   in   the   fat.   Add   the 
seasonings  and  flour  to  the  tomato  juice,  and 
stir.   Pour  over  the   liver  and  onions.   Simmer 
30  to  40  minutes. 
Yield:   4-5   servings 

IVIARINATED   BROILED   LIVER    STRIPS 

1    lb.   beef  liver 

14  lb.  bacon   (optional) 

V'i  c.  vinegar 

%  c.  salad  oil 

11/2  tsp.  salt 

1  tsp.  pepper 

Slice  liver  into  Vi  inch  slices.  Cut  into  1-inch 
strips.  Mix  vinegar,  oil,  salt,  and  pepper 
together.  Marinate  the  liver  strips  in  the 
French  dressing  mixture  for  one  hour.  Wrap 
each  strip  in  bacon  secured  at  ends  with 
toothpicks.  Broil  10  minutes. 
Yield:  4  servings 

Note:  Liver  may  be  broiled  without  the  bacon 
by  rubbing  fat  on  the  surface  before  broiling. 

BRAISED   LIVER   WITH   VEGETABLES 

Vh   lbs.  sliced   liver 
flour 

2  tbsp.  fat 

3  c.  carrots 
3   c.   celery 
%   c.  onion 
1    tsp.  salt 

1/2  tsp.   pepper 
1    c.   water 

Dredge  liver  well  with  flour.  Brown  in  hot 
fat.  Clean  and  dice  vegetables.  Arrange  in 
layers  over  the  slices  of  liver.  Season  and 
add  water.  Cover  and  simmer  slowly  until 
both  the  vegetables  and  the  liver  are  done. 
Beef  liver  will  take  about  45  minutes;  pork, 
lamb,  or  veal  liver  about  30  minutes. 
Yield:  8  servings 

TONGUE   RECIPES 
(two  variations) 

To  cook   tongue: 
1    tongue 


water 

1    large  onion 

1  tbsp.   whole   cloves,    sliced 

2  bay   leaves 

Wash  tongue  and  cover  with  water.  If  it  is 
a  fresh  tongue  add  2  tsp.  salt.  Add  onion, 
cloves,  and  bay  leaves.  Cover  and  simmer 
until  tender,  allowing  1  hour  to  the  pound. 
Remove  skin  and  trim. 

BRAISED  TONGUE  WITH   VEGETABLE 
GRAVY 

Recipe  No.  1 

1    tongue,    cooked,   skinned,    and    trimmed 

1/2  c.  diced  onions 

1    c.  diced  carrots 

Vi,   c.   diced   celery 

3  tbsp.  flour 

small  amount  of  water 

IVa  c.  liquid  in  which  the  tongue  was  cooked 

1    tsp.  salt 

Va  tsp.  pepper 

Cut  the  cooked,  skinned,  and  trimmed  tongue 
into  cubes  and  place  in  pan  with  diced 
onions,  carrots,  and  celery.  Make  a  smooth 
paste  of  flour  and  small  amount  of  water. 
Gradually  add  liquid  and  seasonings  to  the 
paste.  Pour  over  tongue  and  vegetables. 
Simmer  for  1  hour. 
Yield:   four   lbs.  of  tongue   will   serve    12. 

TONGUE  WITH  CHERRY  SAUCE 

Recipe   No.  2 

1    tongue,    cooked,    skinned,    and    trimmed 

Va   c.  fat 

Vi  tsp.   salt 

1    bay  leaf 

Va   c.  brown  sugar 

11/2  c.   cherries,   canned   or  cooked 

1    c.   liquid   in   which   the  tongue   was   cooked 

1/2   sliced   lemon 

Slice    the   tongue    and    place    in    a    pan    with 

the     remaining     ingredients.    Simmer    for     20 

minutes. 

Yield:  a  four-pound  tongue  serves  12. 

SWEET-SOUR   BEEF   HEART   WITH   NOODLES 

1    beef  heart 

1  8-ounce    package    noodles 
1/2  c.   fat 

2  c.   water 
2  tsp.  salt 

1/2  tsp.   pepper 

Sweet-Sour   Sauce: 
2  tbsp.  fat 


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2  tbsp.  flour 

2  c.  liquid  in  which  heart  was  cooked 

4  tbsp.  vinegar 

2  tbsp.   brown   sugar 

1  bay  leaf 

Va  tsp.   thyme 

2  whole  cloves 
V2  tsp.  salt 

Va  tsp.  pepper 

Wash  and  trim  the  heart.  If  it  has  been  cut, 
sew  into  original  shape.  Cook  the  noodles 
in  boiling  salted  water.  Drain  and  combine 
with  one-half  of  the  fat.  Fill  heart  with 
cooked  noodles  and  save  the  rest  to  be 
heated  and  served  with  the  heart.  Brown  the 
heart  on  all   sides  in  the  remaining  fat.  Add 


the  water  and  season  with  salt  and  pepper. 
Add  more  water  during  cooking,  if  necessary. 
Cover  tightly  and  cook  until  tender.  The 
average  heart  (3%  lbs.)  will  require  about 
four  hours  for  cooking.  Remove  the  heart 
from  the  liquid  and  make  the  Sweet-Sour 
Sauce. 

Melt  the  fat,  add  flour,  and  stir  until  smooth. 
Gradually  add  the  liquid,  stirring  constantly. 
Cook  until  thick.  Add  the  vinegar,  sugar,  and 
seasonings.  Return  the  stuffed  heart  to  the 
sauce  and  simmer  for  15  minutes.  Serve  the 
heart  on  a  platter  with  remaining  noodles. 
Remove  the  bay  leaf  and  cloves  from  the 
sauce  and  serve  in  a  gravy  boat. 
Yield:  a  3V^  lb.  heart  serves  12. 


Empty  Nest 

Ida  Elaine  James 

All  of  you  now  are  gone,  and  I 
Wake  each  day  with  a  lonely  cry: 
"Good  morning,  dears!  I  am  loving  you," 
My  heart  calls  out  the  long  day  through. 

I  ask:  "How  did  you  spend  your  day?" 
Each  evening,  and  at  dusk,  I  say: 
"What  are  you  doing  now?"  I  see 
You  smiling  over  the  miles  to  me. 

The  whole  day  through  I  cry  aloud: 
"How  strong  I  am!  How  brave!  How  proud!" 
But  when  night  comes,  the  heart  lies  bare. 
Shivering  in  the  lonely  air. 

I  can  only  draw  around  my  breast 
The  cloak  of  memories,  dear  and  blest; 
"Guard  them.  Lord!"  I  pray  .  .  .  "I'm  glad 
For  all  the  beautiful  years  we  had." 


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The  Other  Day 

Chiistie  Lund  Coles 

The  other  day  I  went  to  the  seemingly  humble  home  of  a  widow  I 
had  known  only  casually  for  a  short  time.  We  visited  for  a  little  while 
in  the  living  room  and  kitchen,  where  homemade  bread  was  baking 
in  the  old-fashioned  coal  range.  Later,  we  had  the  heel  of  a  loaf,  still 
warm,  melting  the  butter  to  liquid  gold,  and  honey,  dripping  amber 
magic. 

Before  I  left,  she  took  me  into  her  bedroom  which,  she  said,  was 
her  prize.  And  prize,  indeed,  it  was.  There  in  stately  age  and  beauty 
stood  a  massive  old,  old  walnut  bed.  She  said  it  had  been  brought 
across  the  plains  by  her  grandparents.  It  was  as  smooth  as  brown 
silk.  On  top  of  it  was  an  unusual  crazy  quilt  spread,  and  on  top 
of  that  were  two  pillow  covers,  made  of  silk  and  embroidered  with 
the  names  of  the  two  who  had  long  ago  slept  in  the  bed. 

Near  the  bed  stood  the  matching  washstand,  complete  with  the 
white  china  washbowl  and  water  pitcher.  Across  the  room  was  the 
dresser  with  its  marble  top  and  oil  lamps.  On  the  wall  hung  a  picture 
made  from  human  hair,  and  on  a  small  table  near  the  original  plat- 
form rocker  was  a  bowl  of  rose  leaves,  preserved  with  salt,  and  still 
fragrant  after  nearly  a  hundred  years. 

Something  I  had  never  seen  before  was  a  long-haired  rug  which 
lay  beside  the  bed.  It  was  white  and  silky.  I  asked  about  it,  and  she 
told  me  that  was  to  warm  the  feet  of  the  ''master  of  the  house," 
when  he  stepped  on  the  floor.  It  was  made  of  goat's  hair. 

The  woman  told  me  she  had  been  offered  good  sums,  by  antique 
collectors,  for  everything  in  the  room,  but  she  had  refused  to  sell. 
(Though,  I  am  sure  there  had  been  many  times  when  she  had  needed 
the  money.) 

I  left  the  home  feeling  that  every  home  has  its  treasures,  many 
of  them,  indeed,  beyond  price. 


An  Evening  Thought 

Catherine  B.   Bowles 

Lord,  be  kind  and  merciful  to  me 

That  I  may  serve  just  thee. 

That  every  act  and  deed  I  do 

Will  bring  me  nearer,  Lord,  to  you. 

When  darkness  comes  with  setting  sun 

And  night  is  nigh  and  work  is  done. 

Let  me  feel  that  thou  art  near 

To  bring  me  peace  and  soothe  my  fear. 


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How 
about 

a 

"GET  IT  DONE  DAY"? 

Vera  Stockei 


Of  course  I  try  to  plan  my  home-  Likely  I  will  have  the  oil  can  out. 
making  tasks  to  accomplish  them  I  have  a  habit  of  forgetting  to  oil 
with  the  greatest  possible  efficiency  certain  small  appliances.  The  kitch- 
and  dispatch.  If  I  didn't,  I  would  en  screwdriver  may  be  in  use,  too, 
be  swamped  by  the  countless  de-  and  my  spot  cleaners  for  upholstery 
mands  on  the  time  and  strength  of  and  wallpaper.  A  pleasant  breeze 
a  ''do-it-yourself"  homemaker  and  may  invite  me  to  air  all  our  blank- 
mother  of  four  school-age  children,  ets  and  pillows.  It  is  a  good  time 
But  even  with  a  good  workable  to  wipe  off  all  the  light  globes  in 
schedule,  I  have  found  that  many  the  house  —  a  job  that  should  be 
small  tasks  that  need  to  be  done  routine  and  isn't  with  me.  I  will 
and  that  I  want  to  do,  are  put  off,  thin  out  our  pile  of  magazines,  tie- 
forgotten,  or  just  plain  neglected  —  ing  up  those  back  numbers,  then 
things  of  seemingly  little  impor-  box  up  some  discarded  clothing  of 
tance,  but  still  have  their  place  in  the  children,  arranging  at  once  for 
a  smooth-running  household  and  a  delivery  of  both  to  places  where  they 
well-ordered  family  life.  That  is  will  be  welcomed, 
how  Get  It  Done  Day  came  to  be  I  look  at  the  bright  new  page  on 
an  institution  in  our  home.  the  calendar,  and  note  that  it  is  time 

Yes,   just  that   —  a   regular  day  for  the  check  on  Jamie's  teeth,  and 

set  aside  in  which  emphasis  is  put  remind  myself  to  remind  my  hus- 

on    doing    many    small,    odd    jobs,  band  to  make  the  appointment  for 

those       ''must-do-one-of-these-days"  his    annual    physical    examination, 

kind.     Ours  is  the  first  weekday  of  Oh,  yes,  some  birthdays  are  in  the 

each  month,  or  as  soon  after  as  may  offing.     I  will  make  certain  decis- 

be  convenient.  ions  about  these  today  instead  of 

On  that  day  I  do  the  minimum  of  waiting  until  the  eleventh  hour,  and 
regular  housework,  hurrying  through  I  will  take  a  look  at  my  gift  wrap- 
the  breakfast  dishes,  beds,  and  dust-  pings  and  greeting  card  supply.  (A 
ing  in  double-quick  time,  and  pre-  pencil  and  pad  are  handy,  of  course.) 
paring  easy-to-get  meals.  Then  to  I  will  have  other  reminders,  too  — 
the  game,  for  I  am  not  averse  to  a  for  instance,  a  check  of  the  bath- 
little  playful  competition  between  room  may  show  some  nearly  empty 
me  and  time.  It  adds  interest  to  bottles  and  tubes,  and  other  low 
see  just  how  many  needed  tasks  I  supplies.  If  my  household  accounts 
can  accomplish  before  the  day  is  are  not  up-to-date,  now  is  the  time, 
done.  There  is  a  pleasant  variety,  and  I  will  also  sort  and  file  properly 
too.  This  is  the  time  for  small  the  recipes  I  have  clipped, 
jobs,  but  many  —  remember?  I  hate  to  darn  socks,  but  with  my 

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HOW  ABOUT  A  "GET   IT  DONE  DAY"? 


feet  on  the  hassock,  music  on  the 
radio,  and  a  cool  lemonade  beside 
me,  I  will  get  to  the  bottom  of  that 
basket  in  a  short  time.  Or,  pos- 
sibly, I  will  drop  everything  for  an 
hour  and  make  a  call  on  that  lonely, 
elderly  woman  down  the  street  — 
something  I  have  been  meaning  to 
do  for  a  long  time. 

With  a  little  prodding,  the  chil- 
dren, after  school,  get  into  the  get- 
it-done  spirit.  The  boys  agree  to 
clean  the  dog  house,  and  even  give 
Rover  a  bath,  and  straighten  things 
up  in  the  garage.  One  boy  will  en- 
joy checking  the  car  door  in  regard 
to  the  next  oil  change.  Joey  right- 
ly thinks  it  is  a  good  time  to  re- 
mind me  of  the  rip  in  his  sleeping 
bag  and  an  overnight  Scout  trip 
coming  up.     Sister  may  finally  get 


her  bureau  drawers  tidied,  and  with 
Scotch  tape  mend  all  the  torn  jack- 
ets on  our  books.  Six-year-old  Jan 
loves  to  paste  all  our  loose  trading 
stamps  in  the  books  so  Mommie  can 
get  herself  a  present. 

Before  bedtime  I  may  have  writ- 
ten that  long-delayed  answer  to 
Great-Aunt  Susan's  last  letter.  And 
husband,  dear  old  sport,  not  to  be 
outdone,  all  by  himself  has  noticed 
the  drip  of  the  kitchen  faucet,  and 
has  made  an  iron-clad  promise  to 
fix  it  on  Saturday. 

When  I  add  my  accomplishments 
to  those  of  each  member  of  the  fam- 
ily, the  total  is  often  a  pleasant  sur- 
prise. No  wonder  our  ten-year-old 
once  said,  ''Mother,  instead  of  ''Get 
It  Done  Day,"  we  ought  to  call  it 
"Get  Them  Done  Today." 


& 


C 


O 


It  Was  Springtime 

Evelyn  Fjeldsted 


'O      C7 


One  afternoon  in  the  spring,  I  sat  down  and  leaned  my  head  against  the 
trunk  of  an  old  apple  tree.  A  foamy  little  irrigation  stream  was  finding  its 
way  down  the  furrows  and  among  the  trees,  making  little  dams  of  last  year's 
leaves,  each  one  finally  breaking  away  and  rushing  downstream  like  a  little 
floating  island. 

A  few  furrows  away  a  robin  was  walking  step  by  step  like  a  gentleman. 
He  stopped  suddenly  and,  with  his  head  slightly  on  one  side,  peered  closely 
at  the  ground.  With  a  few  sharp  pecks  a  prize  worm  was  his. 

A  few  ants  were  striving  tirelessly  to  climb  a  damp  furrow,  only  to  fall 
back  and  be  buried  in  the  soil,  while  in  the  tangled  roots  a  frog  sounded  his 
keynote  at  irregular  intervals  and  met  with  no  response. 

A  little  gray  hawk  aloft  in  the  sky,  tipped  his  wings  and  was  gone.  A 
hummingbird,  like  a  bobbin  with  wings,  wheeled  over  the  tops  of  the  trees. 
A  small  breeze  whirled  swiftly  by,  and  apple  blossom  petals,  like  tiny  pink 
saucers,  floated  on  the  water.  This  was  all  staged  while  a  length  of  cloud 
material,  like  a  soft  warm  blanket,  was  being  unrolled  overhead. 

I  closed  my  eyes  and  fell  asleep  and  was  abruptly  awakened  by  a  splash 
of  rain  on  my  face. 


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Round 
Table 
Togetherness 


•^  ®>*SD"M^^ 


^ 


Violet  Nimmo 


Last  night  after  my  small  son  had 
sat  by  the  dining-room  table  coaxing 
me  to  play  a  word-game  with  him, 
I  felt  pangs  of  guilt  because  I  had 
said,  "I'm  much  too  busy." 

While  working  at  the  task  that 
kept  me  from  my  son,  my  thoughts 
wandered  back  to  the  times  when 
I  was  a  child  and  had  played  games 
with  my  Mother.  I  wondered  how 
she  had  found  the  time  to  do  so 
many  things  with  us. 

I  could  see  a  happy  family  sitting 
around  the  table  on  a  cold  winter 
night.  Two  of  us  engaged  in  a  game 
of  ticktacktoe,  someone  reading  a 
book  or  studying  a  lesson  for  school; 
the  little  ones  coloring  pictures,  cut- 
ting paper  dolls,  or  creating  some 
piece  of  childish  art  from  modeling 
clay. 

Now  I  had  a  mental  image  of  five 
exuberant  children,  glowing  faces, 
folded  hands,  waiting  patiently  for 
a  piece  of  candy  that  Mother  was 
making  from  maple  sugar  and  black 
walnuts.  We  had  all  participated 
in  cracking  and  picking  out  the  nut 
meats  the  preceding  night. 

I  thought  of  the  times  we  sat 
around  the  table  watching  Mother 


cut  out  dresses  for  us,  or  helped  us 
make  doll  clothes. 

Each  of  us  took  his  or  her  place 
at  the  table  when  Mother  read  a 
recent  letter  from  Aunt  Suzy,  or 
when  we  had  a  family  discussion  on 
finding  the  little  culprit  who  had 
broken  the  hoe  handle  or,  maybe,  a 
blue  willow  cup. 

I  visualized  seven  bowed  heads 
around  that  old-fashioned  round 
table,  asking  the  Lord  to  bless  the 
food  of  which  we  were  about  to 
partake.  Perhaps  the  meal  consisted 
of  a  pot  of  beans,  corn  bread,  and 
a  baked  apple  for  dessert. 

The  beans  and  corn  had  been 
harvested  from  our  huge  vegetable 
garden  where  we  all  shared  many 
happy  days  of  tilling  and  planting. 
Mother  ground  the  corn  in  an  old 
iron  grinder. 

The  apples  came  from  our  or- 
chard off  trees  which  were  pruned, 
grafted,  and  tenderly  cared  for  by 
our  Father.  Some  people  referred 
to  him  as  Mr.  Green  Thumb,  be- 
cause he  liked  to  make  things  grow. 

On  special  holidays,  extra  leaves 
were  added  to  that  old  table.  It 
wore  the  one  and  only  snowy  white 


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ROUND  TABLE  TOGETHERNESS 


linen  tablecloth  and  was  laid  with 
our  best  china  and  the  good  silver. 
Table  decorations  were  usually 
homemade  nut  cups,  holding  pop- 
corn glazed  with  maple  sugar,  toast- 
ed hickory  nuts,  and  bits  of  candied 
orange  peel.  Sometimes  we  made 
funny  little  men  from  apples  or 
from  various  vegetables,  and  placed 
them  beside  each  plate. 

The  table  groaned  with  the  bur- 
den of  tasty  casseroles,  spicy  dress- 
ings, fowl,  salads,  homemade  pickles 
and  jellies,  freshly  baked  fruit  pies, 
and  sugar  cookies  that  Mother  let 
us  decorate  to  our  own  fancy,  always 
remembering  to  tell  us  how  ex- 
quisite they  were. 

Sometimes  we  sat  around  the 
table  drinking  mugs  of  hot  eggnog 
and  listened  to  stories  told  by 
Mother  or  Father,  while  the  burn- 
ing wood  crackled  in  the  fireplace 
and  bayberry  leaves  parched  on  the 
hearth.  The  mingling  fragrance  of 
nutmeg  and  bayberry  mist  was 
enough  to  create  a  festive  mood. 
Occasionally,  we  gathered  about  the 


table  for  an  hour  or  two  of  song 
and  harmony. 

Coloring  eggs  for  Easter,  or  mak- 
ing frilly  May  baskets  for  May  Day 
have  given  me  many  pleasant 
memories. 

Saturday  mornings  always  found 
the  old  table  loaded  with  large 
golden  loaves  of  Mother's  home- 
made bread  and  rolls.  On  Sunday 
it  held  our  Sunday  School  and 
Church  papers,  and  we  all  sat 
around  while  Father  read  from  the 
old  family  Bible. 


Coming  back  to  the  present  re- 
ality, I  said  to  myself,  this  job  can 
wait  until  tomorrow. 

"All  right,  son,"  I  offered.  "How 
about  that  game  we  were  going  to 
play?  When  we  finish  the  game 
let's  make  some  cookies  and  frost 
them  with  funny  faces." 

I  thought,  perhaps  tomorrow  I 
will  glaze  some  popcorn  and  candy 
some  .  .  .  Oh,  dear!  I  do  believe  I 
have  forgotten  how  to  candy  orange 
peel. 


Halfway 

Zara  Sabin 

I  stand  at  the  summit  of  Halfway    Hill  .  .  . 
The  road  has  not  seemed  long.  .  .  . 
With  laughter  and  tears  I  have  met  the  years 
Or  danced  to  a  care-free  song. 

I  pause  to  look  back  at  the  green-clad  hill  — 
Its  sunshine  and  utter  peace  throw 
The  brightness  of  hope  on  the  upward  slope 
Of  the  way  that  I  still  must  go. 

Though  rocks  and  thorns  beset  the  path 
That  I  sometimes  wearily  trod 
They  will  be  as  a  wraith  while  I  walk  by  faith 
Sustained  by  my  trust  in  God. 


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Cover-ups 


for  Older  Tots 


Adelle  Ashhy 


Sometimes  middle-sized  children 
need  to  wear  some  kind  of  a  pro- 
tection over  their  clothes  when 
eating,  but  would  rebel  at  the 
suggestion  of  a  bib.  On  a  Sunday, 
for  instance,  when  you  want  your 
children  to  stay  fresh  and  clean 
between  meetings,  it  is  a  great 
convenience  to  have  some  kind 
of  an  aid  at  mealtime. 

Here  are  three  "cover-up" 
ideas  that  are  so  eye  catching 
and  different,  that  the  roughest, 
biggest,  little  cowboy  in  your 
family  will  love  to  wear  one. 


y^-^ 


CANDY  CANE  COVER-UP: 

The  first  cover-up  is  for  the 
child  just  above  the  tiny  tot  in 
age.  It  is  a  candy-cane  bib.  The 
best  material  for  this  bib  is  a 
heavy  terry  cloth.  If  you  have 
a  worn  bath  towel,  there  is  likely 
to  be  enough  good  material  left 
to  make  this  bib. 

To  cut  the  candy-cane  bib, 
first  cut  a  rectangle  of  about 
twelve  inches  by  fourteen  inches. 
These  bibs  should  be  quite  large, 
so  as  to  cover  well.  Now  cut  a 
neck  curve  in  the  center  of  one 
of    the    12"    edges.    The    curve 


should  be  about  4^/^  inches  wide, 
and  about  1  ^  inches  deep  at  the 
lowest  point.  Bind  the  bib  with 
bright  red  bias,  leaving  the  neck 
curve.  Now  bind  this  curve  with 
the  same  bias  tape,  leaving  about 
ten  inches  on  both  ends  for  ties. 
To  make  the  candy  cane,  take 
a  ten-inch  length  of  red  rickrack 
and  also  a  ten-inch  length  of 
white  rickrack.  Interlock  the  two 
colors  so  that  they  look  braided. 
Make  another  smaller  cane  of 
seven-inch  rickrack  lengths.  Now 
stitch  them  on  the  bib  in  a  candy- 
cane  shape,  adding  a  bright  red 
bow  on  each  cane.  Candy  canes 


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are  popular  with  the  children  at 
all  times  of  the  year. 

SISTER'S  BLOUSE 
COVER-UP: 

If  you  make  a  cover-up  for 
sister,  she  will  love  one  that 
looks  like  a  blouse.  This  bib 
could  be  made  from  an  old  white 
shirt,  or  from  a  white  or  light- 
colored  discarded  towel.  Make  it 
the  same  size  as  the  first  bib,  or 
as  long  as  her  dress,  for  added 
protection.  Cut  the  neck  curve 
as  before.  This  time,  hem  all 
around  with  a  narrow  hem.  Now 
make  a  make-believe  collar, 
pocket,  and  center  strips,  and 
also  bind  the  neck  with  the  new 
bright  striped  bias  that  is  on  the 
market,  or  use  any  you  have  on 
hand.  If  you  add  the  realistic 
touch  of  four  shirt  buttons  down 
the  front,  any  little  girl  would 
be  proud  to  wear  it. 

BROTHER'S  VEST 
COVER-UP: 

This  cover-up  bib  is  for  the 
young  man  of  the  house,  who  has 
trouble  keeping  his  white  shirt 
spotless  for  church  going.  Cut 
the  bib  as  indicated  in  the  dia- 
gram. If  you  will  clip  a  little  14- 
inch  mark  into  the  upper  and 
lower  V,  it  will  be  easier  to  stitch 
on  the  bias  tape. 

First,  hem  both  long  edges 
with  a  tiny  hem.  Now  bind  this 
bib  also  with  a  bright  striped 
bias  tape,  and  sew  it  on  in  this 
order:  tie  string  and  upper  left 
V,  then  lower  left  V.  In  one 
operation,  bind  lower  right,  con- 
tinue with  tape  up  front  (folded) 
and  bind  upper  right,  leaving  a 
tie.  Add  fake  pockets  and  four 
shirt  buttons. 


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Sarah  C.  Bowles  Makes  Many  Quilts  and  Quilted 

Bedspreads 

Sarah  C.  Bowles,  Rigby,  Idaho,  finds  much  pleasure  in  making  quilts  and 
quilted  bedspreads  for  gifts.  The  lovely  contrasting  colors  used,  the  exquisite 
designs,  and  the  fine,  even  stitching  make  her  work  outstanding  and  very 
beautiful.  She  has  made  a  quilt  for  each  of  her  eleven  children,  and  many 
quilts  for  Relief  Society,  and  for  her  wide  circle  of  friends.  She  is  now  making 
quilts  for  her  grandchildren,  and  this  is  a  challenging  project,  for  Mrs.  Bowles 
has  fifty-eight  grandchildren. 

She  also  does  fine  crocheting  and  expert  embroidery  work.  She  has  been 
ward  Relief  Society  counselor  and  ward  president.  At  present  she  is  theology 
class  leader.  Mrs.  Bowles  keeps  an  attractive  and  well  organized  home  and 
recently  celebrated  her  fifty-first  wedding  anniversary.  She  is  well  loved  in 
her  home  valley  for  her  many  works  of  charity  and  service. 


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Hazel  M.  Thomson 


Your 
Heart 


Understanding/ 


Chapter  3 


Synopsis:  Selena  and  Belle  Bald 
win,  sisters,  are  traveling  to  the  Valley 
of  the  Great  Salt  Lake  in  a  wagon 
train  commanded  by  Lon  Holiday, 
captain  of  fifty,  and  Josiah  Blodgett, 
captain  of  ten.  Selena's  fiance  has 
died  at  Winter  Quarters,  and  Selena, 
in  bitterness  and  sorrow,  cannot  be 
comforted.  Belle,  a  large,  strong 
woman,  trades  for  a  pair  of  Indian 
moccasins,  and  finding  them  too  small 
for  her,  she  sends  Selena  to  offer  them 
to  Josiah  who  has  injured  his  foot. 
Josiah  attaches  marital  significance 
to  the  gift  of  the  moccasins,  according 
to  an  Indian  custom. 

Selena  and  Belle  had  just  fin- 
ished putting  their  dishes  away 
after  the  evening  meal  when  Jo- 
siah arrived.  His  hair  was  parted 
in  the  middle  and  combed 
smoothly.  He  was  wearing  his 
Sunday  clothes.  With  the  moc- 
casins on  his  feet  he  walked  with 
only  a  slight  limp. 

Feeling  that  there  was  no  need 
of  beating  around  the  bush,  he 
came  directly  to  the  point. 

"I  come  courting,"  he  said, 
looking  straight  at  Belle. 


"Oh!"  she  said,  picking  up  the 
last  of  the  pans  and  heading  to- 
ward the  wagon.  She  had  been 
through  similar  experiences  be- 
fore and  knew  when  it  was  her 
move.  *'I  have  to  put  these  away, 
Selena.  I'll  be  in  the  wagon." 

Josiah  stepped  directly  in  her 
path. 

"It's  you  I'm  courting,"  he 
said. 

Belle  dropped  the  pans  she 
was  carrying.  The  iron  kettle  fell 
with  a  thud,  barely  missing  Jo- 
siah's  sore  foot.  But  Josiah  did 
not  budge. 

"Me?"  gasped  Belle. 

"Yes,  you.  Is  that  so  all-fired 


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APRIL  1964 


strange?  Meaning  no  offense  to 
you,  Ma'am,"  he  said,  nodding 
politely  toward  Selena,  "but  I've 
been  thinking  about  your  sister 
these  past  few  days,  wondering 
how  I  could  get  up  the  courage 
to  speak  to  her." 

His  eyes  turned  back  to  Belle, 
standing  open-mouthed  before 
him. 

"And  now,  tonight,  she  goes 
and  gives  me  all  the  encourage- 
ment any  man  would  need." 

Belle,  completely  at  a  loss  as 
to  what  to  do  in  the  face  of  his 
open  admiration  of  her,  stared. 
That  look  in  his  eyes,  she  had 
seen  it  many  times  before  in  the 
eyes  of  Selena's  suitors,  but  never 
until  now  directed  toward  her. 

"Encouragement?  Tonight? 
Me?"  Her  words  didn't  seem  co- 
herent. Neither  did  her  whirling 
thoughts. 

"I  might  have  expected  you 
to  manage  things  right  well,  see- 
ing as  how  you  always  do,  but  I 
was  more  than  a  mite  surprised 
when  Selena  brought  the  mocca- 
sins. Where  you  heard  about  that 
old  Indian  custom  I  don't  know, 
but  it  makes  no  difference.  I 
thought  we  might  go  for  a  walk 
together  and  be  back  in  time  to 
start  the  dancing.  Even  with  this 
sore  foot  I'm  going  to  dance  to- 
night!" 

"Indian  custom?  What  .  .  .?" 

Selena  took  her  dazed  sister  by 
the  arm  and  led  her  toward  the 
wagon. 

"This  night  air  is  a  little  cool. 
Belle  had  better  get  a  shawl," 
she  said. 

"I'll  be  waiting  right  here,"  said 
Josiah.  "Don't  be  too  long  — 
honey.'' 

Belle  choked. 


"Selena!"  she  said.  "What's 
come  over  him?  What  happened?" 

"I  don't  know,"  Selena  whis- 
pered back,  "but  pull  yourself 
together.  I'll  get  you  my  best 
shawl.  Here,  take  my  cornstarch 
bag  and  wipe  the  shine  off  your 
face.  It  will  be  good  for  you  to 
be  dancing  for  once,  the  way  you 
sit  here  every  night  and  tap  your 
toes." 

Selena  climbed  back  out  of  the 
wagon,  draped  the  shawl  around 
her  sister's  shoulders  and 
smoothed  Belle's  hair. 

"There.  You  look  lovely.  Belle. 
Have  a  good  time  dancing." 

"Dancing!  I  think  he  wants 
to  marry  me!" 

Selena  laughed  gaily.  For  the 
first  time  in  a  long  while  she 
seemed  more  sure  and  more  in 
control  of  the  situation  than 
Belle  was. 

"Well,  what  would  you  think 
of  that?"  she  asked. 

Belle  actually  trembled.  "I 
think  it  would  be  wonderful,"  she 
said.  "I  had  no  idea  Josiah  could 
be  so  masterful." 

The  rest  of  the  trip  into  the 
Great  Salt  Lake  Valley  was  one 
of  complete  happiness  for  Belle. 
Josiah  came  every  morning  to 
yoke  up  her  oxen  for  her.  The 
first  three  mornings  he  came  only 
to  find  them  all  ready  to  go. 
Selena  took  a  hand  then,  sug- 
gesting that  since  Josiah  so  ob- 
viously wanted  to  help,  that  she 
wait  the  next  morning  and  give 
him  opportunity  to  do  so.  The 
look  of  satisfaction  and  pride  on 
his  face  more  than  repaid  Belle 
for  the  inactivity  of  waiting. 

The  bond  of  friendship  and  un- 
derstanding between  Lon  and 
Belle  had  deepened  as  he  learned 


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YOUR  HEART  TO  UNDERSTANDING 


that  Belle  was  to  become  the  wife 
of  his  best  friend  as  soon  as  they 
arrived  in  the  Valley. 

''I  knew  you'd  like  Josiah, 
when  you  really  came  to  know 
him,"  Lon  said  one  afternoon  as 
they  followed  the  wagon  road  in 
the  mountains,  "everyone  does. 
He's  a  fortunate  man.  Belle.  I 
wish  I  were  as  lucky." 

"But  you  haven't  said  a  word 
to  Selena.  How  do  you  hope  to 
learn  how  she  feels  if  you  never 
tell  your  own  feelings,  Lon?" 

"I  know  how  she  feels  all 
right,"  said  Lon,  moving  back  by 
the  wagon  wheel  and  moving 
along  beside  it.  "She  leaves  no 
doubt  about  that.  I  guess  I  could 
never  measure  up  to  him.  He 
must  have  been  pretty  near  per- 
fect. Belle,  for  Selena  to  have 
loved  him  so  much." 

"That's  just  it,  Lon.  He  wasn't. 
He  came  into  Nauvoo  as  a  mem- 
ber of  a  gang  of  counterfeiters. 
It  was  a  pretty  good  place  for 
that  sort  of  thing  for  awhile. 
Everything  that  happened  was 
blamed  on  the  Mormons.  But 
after  the  saints  moved  out  he 
moved  on  to  Winter  Quarters.  I 
don't  know  what  his  next  plan 
was,  but  you  can  be  sure  that  he 
had  one." 

Lon  stepped  up  on  the  wagon 
tongue  and  swung  himself  up  be- 
side Belle.  His  voice  was  intense. 
"Belle!  Are  you  sure  of  all  this? 
How  can  Selena  be  so  loyal  to 
the  memory  of  a  man  like  that?" 

"It's  simple.  She  doesn't  know. 
I  never  found  out  about  it  until 
after  his  death,  and  then,  quite 
by  accident,  I  overheard  some 
talk  that  wasn't  meant  for  me." 

"But  why  didn't  you  tell  her? 
Why  let  her  go  on  tearing  her 
heart  out  over  a  rascal?" 


"I  had  no  proof.  After  I  heard 
what  I  did,  I  inquired  around  a 
little.  I  was  convinced  that  it 
was  true  but  Selena  would  never 
believe  me.  Besides,  she  was  so 
heartbroken,  I  had  no  wish  to 
add  to  the  sorrow  she  already 
felt." 

For  a  time  there  was  only  the 
sound  of  the  wagon  wheels  on 
the  rocky  creek  bed  where  the 
road  lay  at  this  point.  Then  Lon 
said,  "Nor  shall  I  tell  her.  If  I 
can't  win  her  love  without  that, 
perhaps  I  don't  deserve  to  have 
it." 

Not  until  the  last  night  on  the 
trail  before  entering  the  Valley 
did  Lon  say  anything  to  Selena. 

She  had  left  her  own  wagon 
where  Josiah  and  Belle  were  dis- 
cussing their  own  future,  in  order 
to  give  them  a  measure  of  priva- 
cy, and  Lon  saw  her  walking 
alone  past  his  own  camp. 

"Selena!"  he  cried. 

"Oh!  Hello,  Lon,"  she  an- 
swered and  would  have  walked 
on,  but  he  raised  his  hand  for 
her  to  stop. 

"Is  anything  wrong?"  he  asked. 

"No.  It's  just  that  I'm  always 
there,  listening  to  whatever  Belle 
and  Josiah  have  to  say  to  each 
other.  I  just  felt  they  would  wel- 
come being  alone  once  in  awhile." 

Lon  looked  down  at  her.  Her 
face  was  the  most  beautiful  face 
he  had  ever  seen.  His  heart 
pounded. 

"Selena,  we'll  be  coming  into 
the  Valley  tomorrow." 

"Yes." 

"I'm  almost  sorry  the  trip  is 
ending." 

He  moved  near  and  stood  be- 
side her  chair.  She  did  not  look 
up. 


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"I  love  you,  Selena.  When  we 
reach  the  Valley  I  should  like  to 
have  the  privilege  of  calling." 

She  did  not  answer  and  he 
waited,  wondering  if  she  had  even 
heard. 

"Selena?"  he  said  softly. 

'*If  you  like,"  she  said  again, 
still  not  looking  at  him. 

A  feeling  of  hopelessness  swept 
over  Lon.  He  had  the  impression 
that,  had  he  even  asked  her  to 
marry  him,  she  would  have  said 
the  same  thing. 


He  was  to  find  himself  con- 
fronted many  times  during  that 
first  winter  in  the  Great  Salt 
Lake  City  by  her  icy  indifference. 
He  continued  to  live  in  the  wag- 
on, while  Josiah  and  Belle,  after 
their  marriage,  which  took  place 
almost  immediately  after  their 
arrival,  were  successful  in  obtain- 
ing a  two-room  log  cabin  that  had 
been  vacated. 

''How  did  we  happen  to  be  so 
lucky?"  Belle  asked  when  Josiah 
told  her  about  getting  a  cabin 
without  having  to  build. 

"There  are  lots  of  cabins  empty 
right  now,"  Josiah  answered.  "A 
goodly  number  of  the  saints  have 
been  called  to  make  settlements 
in  other  places.  The  newest  one, 
I  hear,  is  to  be  named  Peteetneet. 
How  would  you  like  it  if  we  hap- 
pened to  be  called?" 

The  wagon  trip  west  had  been 
the  happiest  time  of  Belle's  life. 
The  thought  of  another  one 
would  be  very  agreeable  to  her. 

With  the  arrival  of  early  spring 
Josiah  and  Belle  became  inter- 
ested in  joining  the  groups  who 
were  going  to  California. 

"Looks  like  we'll  be  going  on, 
Selena,"   said  Josiah,  when  the 


decision  had  been  made.  "You 
will  go  with  us?" 

Selena  did  not  protest.  If  this 
was  what  Belle  and  Josiah 
wanted,  it  was  not  her  place  to 
interfere.  Life  held  so  little  prom- 
ise to  her.  After  all,  what  dif- 
ference would  it  make,  here  or 
there? 

"Where  is  the  settlement  to  be 
made?"  It  was  Belle,  not  Selena, 
who  asked  the  question. 

"I  don't  exactly  know,"  Josiah 
answered,  "but  Captain  Jefferson 
Hunt  and  others  who  were  in  the 
Battalion  have  seen  the  land. 
They  say  it's  the  most  beautiful 
place  on  earth.  Belle!  Sunshine 
and  growing  weather  the  whole 
year  around.  Why,  we'll  have  a 
better  farm  than  we  could  ever 
have,  here  in  this  desert." 

"But  don't  you  even  know  the 
direction  we  will  be  traveling?" 
asked  his  wife. 

"Oh,  I  read  the  official  bulletin 
from  the  First  Presidency:  'A 
settlement  is  to  be  made  at  no 
great  distance  from  San  Diego, 
near  Chino  Rancho,  close  by  the 
Cajon  Pass.'  That's  the  instruc- 
tions. It  won't  be  west  from  here. 
We'll  be  taking  a  southern  route. 
Those  that  have  seen  it  love  the 
country  down  there.  Some  of 
them  seem  to  feel  that  President 
Young  made  a  mistake  in  stop- 
ping here  in  this  place." 

Josiah  found  Lon  to  be  a  bit 
skeptical  on  more  than  one  point 
of  argument. 

"This  is  the  place,"  he  said. 
"President  Young  said  so  him- 
self, and  if  this  is  where  the  Lord 
wants  this  people  to  be,  then  it 
seems  to  me  that  this  is  where 
we  ought  to  stay.  Besides,  I've 
heard   a  little   about  that   trail 


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to  California.  The  boys  who  were 
in  the  BattaHon  say  there  are 
miles  of  desert.  You'll  find  out, 
Josiah,  it  is  no  grassy  plain  you'll 
be  crossing." 

"What  of  it?"  asked  Josiah, 
"we'll  have  guides  who  know  the 
road.  They  know  just  where  to 
stop  so  there  will  be  watering 
places,  and  a  time  or  two  when 
we  have  to  carry  water.  That's 
all." 

"No,  it's  not  all,"  said  Lon. 
"President  Young  refused  in  no 
uncertain  words  to  follow  Sam 
Brannan  in  his  scheme  to  move 
the  saints  to  the  Gold  Coast. 
Now,  a  few  years  later,  here  we 
are  planning  to  go  right  along 
anyway." 

"But  this  is  different,  Lon. 
This  whole  undertaking  has  the 
approval  of  the  Authorities. 
We're  not  heading  for  the  gold 
fields,  nor  anywhere  near  Sutter's 
Fort,  but  to  make  a  settlement 
near  the  sea  coast,  from  which 
missionaries  going  to  the  Islands 
of  the  Sea  can  be  helped  on  their 
way,  and  those  who  return  to 
this  country  can  be  received. 
Why,  Lon,  there  are  two  of  the 
apostles  who  have  been  assigned 
to  lead  this  company." 

Lon  turned  quickly  and  faced 
his  friend. 

"Now,  I  didn't  know  that, 
Josiah.  Since  when?  Who  are 
they?" 

"Since  yesterday  is  all  that  I 
have  known  it,  but  both  Brother 
Lyman  and  Brother  Rich  are 
going.  Does  that  put  a  new  light 
on  things?" 

"It  certainly  does!"  said  Lon. 
"I  hated  to  think  of  your  going 
without  me,  but  since  it  does  not 
mean  going  against  counsel,  I'll 
be  right  along  with  you." 


During  the  remaining  days  of 
preparation  Lon  felt  a  great 
weight  had  lifted  from  him.  The 
thoughts  of  Selena  going  on  while 
he  could  not  bring  himself  to  join 
in  the  move  had  been  depressing 
in  the  extreme. 

There  were  a  few  occasions,  he 
felt,  when  he  had  seen  a  glimpse 
of  the  real  Selena;  once  when 
their  eyes  first  met,  in  the 
cemetery  at  Winter  Quarters. 
Her  grief  had  been  new  then,  and 
her  face  not  yet  accustomed  to 
the  mask  she  now  habitually 
wore. 

Again,  on  the  day  that  she  had 
taken  the  moccasins  to  Josiah, 
Lon  had  felt  something  of  the 
warmth  and  beauty  deep  inside 
the  girl  which  matched  the  love- 
liness of  her  features. 

Whether  he  could  ever  arouse 
any  response  in  Selena  to  his 
own  great  affection,  he  did  not 
know,  but  at  least  he  was  going 
to  have  ample  opportunity  to  try. 

At  last  the  day  came  for  de- 
parture and  they  drove  their 
wagons  south,  down  the  street 
of  the  fast-growing,  thriving  city. 
Everyone  they  passed  waved, 
wishing  them  God-speed  and  suc- 
cess in  the  new  colony  to  be  built. 

It  was  thrilling  and  exciting  to 
Belle,  and  Selena  seemed  to  re- 
spond in  a  measure  to  the  feel- 
ings of  the  others.  As  they  neared 
the  southern  end  of  the  valley 
where  the  mountains  came  close 
together,  separating  the  Valley 
of  the  Great  Salt  Lake  from  the 
Valley  of  the  Utahs,  Selena  ac- 
cepted Lon's  invitation  to  ride 
with  him  for  a  part  of  the  after- 
noon. 

High  on  the  wagon  seat,  her 
dark  hair  framing  her  face  under 
her  sunbonnet,  Lon  thought  he 


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had  never  seen  anything  so  beau- 
tiful. At  that  moment  he  felt 
that  if  he  should  ask  her  to  marry 
him,  she  would  accept. 

Yet,  this  was  not  what  he 
wanted.  He  wanted  Selena  for  his 
wife,  yes.  But  he  wanted  the 
laughter,  the  gaiety,  stored  up 
within  her;  and  most  of  all  he 
wanted  her  love. 


The  organization  of  the  wagon 
train  was  the  same  as  that  used 
in  crossing  the  plains;  that  is, 
there  were  divisions  of  ten 
wagons,  each  with  its  command- 
er; divisions  of  fifty,  having  a 
commander,  and  Brother  Rich 
and  Brother  Lyman  acting  as 
general  overseers  of  the  entire 
company  of  one  hundred  fifty 
wagons.  There  were  588  oxen, 
336  cows,  21  young  stock,  107 
horses,  52  mules,  and  437  men, 
women,  and   children. 

"We'll  have  our  own  city  as 
soon  as  we  arrive,"  said  Belle, 
looking  back  along  the  line  of 
wagons,  stretching  miles  behind 
them. 

"They  won't  all  be  staying  in 
California,  you  know,"  replied 
Josiah.  "Brother  Parley  Pratt 
and  his  group  of  missionaries  will 
want  to  be  on  their  way  to  the 
ocean  and  on  to  the  South  Sea 
Islands  as  soon  as  possible." 

"Still,  it  won't  be  a  lonesome 
kind  of  life,  with  so  many  of  the 
saints  there.  At  least  it  will  not 
be  so  for  us,  Josiah.  We'll  have 
a  good  life  together,  but  it's  Se- 
lena that  bothers  me.  She  hasn't 
attempted  to  make  one  friend 
yet  in  the  entire  wagon  train." 

Josiah  looked  at  his  wife  out 
of  the  corner  of  his  eye.  He 
waited  as  the  wagon  rode  over 


some  rather  large  boulders  before 
he  spoke. 

"I've  been  meaning  to  tell  you 
this,  Belle,"  he  said.  "You  know 
that  young  chap  in  the  wagon 
just  behind  Lon's?  Well,  he  has 
been  mighty  curious  about  Se- 
lena, almost  from  the  first  day 
out.  Wanted  to  know  whether  she 
was  married  or  promised  or  any- 
thing." 

"So!"  exclaimed  Belle.  "That's 
why  he's  been  spending  so  much 
time  around  our  camp  these  last 
few  evenings!  He  has  his  eyes  on 
Selena!  I  might  have  known! 
Seems  like  it's  been  so  long  since 
she  took  any  interest  in  a  young 
man  that  I've  become  accustomed 
to  having  things  that  way." 

Belle  reached  out  a  hand  to 
the  lines  Josiah  held  and  pulled 
the  team  to  a  halt.  "I've  decided 
that  my  sister  is  not  going  to 
marry  a  complete  stranger!" 

"Marry  him!  For  goodness 
sake.  Belle.  As  yet  she  doesn't 
even  know  the  young  man." 

"That's  what  I  said.  A  stranger. 
You  know  how  she  is,  Josiah. 
She  just  doesn't  care  —  not 
about  anything  these  days.  And 
if  he  proposed  to  her  tomorrow, 
like  as  not  she'd  say  yes.  Well, 
I'm  not  taking  the  chance." 

Belle  moved  on  to  the  wagon 
behind  Josiah's.  He  spoke  to  his 
team  and  they  moved  forward. 
Belle's  mind  was  made  up.  There 
was  no  need  in  saying  more  and 
perhaps  down  deep  Josiah  agreed 
with  what  his  wife  planned  to  do. 
He  realized  his  protest  had  been 
somewhat  feeble. 

"Lon,"  said  Belle,  as  she  took 
his  hand  and  climbed  from  the 
wagon  tongue  to  the  front  of  the 
wagon  and  took  her  seat  beside 


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him.  "Do  you  want  to  marry  Se- 
lena?" 

Lon  looked  at  her,  startled. 

"Don't  joke  with  me,  Belle. 
Not  about  that." 

"I'm  not  joking,  Lon.  I'm  ask- 
ing you,  serious.  Do  you  want 
to  marry  my  sister?" 

"Belle!"  For  a  moment  there 
was  hope  and  happiness  in  Lon's 
eyes.  "She  didn't.  .  .  ."  Then  he 
stopped.  The  hope  had  faded. 
"No,  of  course,  she  didn't  say 
anything.  For  a  moment  I.  .  .  ." 
Lon  stopped,  embarrassed. 

"I  know  what  you  hoped.  I  have 
hoped  so,  too,"  said  Belle,  kindly. 
"But  we've  got  to  do  something, 
Lon.  There's  a  young  man  in 
camp  who  keeps  asking  Josiah 
all  sorts  of  questions  about  her. 
He  was  at  our  campfire  last  night 
and  the  night  before.  He  stayed 


for  hours  last  night,  claiming  he 
had  to  dry  out  his  boots.  I  didn't 
catch  on  then,  not  until  Josiah 
told  me  what  had  been  happening 
whenever  the  young  man  gets 
around  him.  It's  always  some- 
thing about  Selena.  She's  so  at 
loose  ends,  Lon.  She  isn't  herself, 
and  if  he  decided  to  ask  her  to 
marry  him,  I'm  afraid  she  would 
do  it.  Why  don't  you  ask  her 
first,  Lon?" 

"I  want  to.  Belle.  You  know  I 
do.  I'd  have  asked  her  long  be- 
fore this  except  for  one  little  de- 
tail. Selena  doesn't  love  me." 

Belle  placed  a  hand  on  Lon's 
arm.  She  felt  the  muscles,  hard 
and  tight  under  her  fingers. 

"She  doesn't  love  him  either, 
Lon.  But  when  he  asks  her  to 
marry  him  Selena  will  say  yes." 
(To  be  continued) 


Deserted  Farm  House 

Annie  Atkin  Tanner 


Alone  it  stands  beside  the  mauve  and  fluted 
Hot  sun  rays  scorch  Its  aging  roof 
And  winter  rains  wash  off  the  summer  dust. 
A  muted  wind  swings  the  loosened  shutters 
And  brushes  on  the  darkened  window-panes. 


hills, 


Tall  junipers  shake  their  azure  berries 

Like  warning  bells  at  night. 

Straight  and  strong  as  sentinels 

They  guard  the  quiet  rooms, 

Which  once  were  filled  with   laughter. 

No  more  a  yellow  light  shines  on  a  winding  path 

To  guide  a  family  home. 

No  more  a  song  is  heard. 

All  is  loneliness 

Beside  the  mauve  and  fluted   hills. 


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FROM  THE  FIELD 


General  Secretary-Treasurer  Hulda  Parker 


New  Orleans  Stake  (Louisiana)  Relief  Society  Holds  "Blast-Off"  Social 

For  Ward  Leaders 

September  21,  1963 

Seated,  center  foreground:  Beulah  B.  Larson,  former  president.  New 
Orleans  Stake  Relief  Society. 

Sister  Larson  reports:  "The  stake  board  held  this  social  to  establish  close 
working  relations  between  the  stake  and  ward  officers  and  class  leaders,  and 
to  get  our  new  Relief  Society  year  off  to  a  good  start.  A  humorous  play 
'Relief  Society  —  Why?'  was  presented  to  encourage  full  participation  in  the 
Relief  Society  program.  Other  numbers  on  the  program  included  a  reading, 
special  musical  numbers,  and  a  rendition  by  ward  Singing  Mothers  group. 
Each  stake  officer  and  board  member  sat  with  and  served  lunch  to  her  group 
of  ward  leaders.  After  lunch,  we  held  our  first  leadership  meeting  of  the  new 
year.  Another  skit  —  'The  Good  Ship  Relief  Society'  —  was  used  to  introduce 
members  of  the  stake  board.  After  opening  exercises,  we  conducted  our  usual 
departmental  work,  which  brought  to  a  close  a  very  successful  day  in  Relief 
Society.  We  feel  that  it  laid  the  foundation  for  greater  achievements  in  our 
stake." 

Cleora  K.  Williams  is  the  new  president  of  New  Orleans  Stake  Relief 
Society. 

Ogden  Stake  (Utah)  Singing  Mothers  Present  Music  for  Many  Occasions 

Front  row,  seated,  left  to  right:  Ruth  G.  Williams,  Second  Counselor; 
Pearl  G.  Williams,  President;  Marguerite  R.  Burton,  First  Counselor;  Joyce 
Montgomery,  assistant  organist;  Arvilla  P.  Arrowsmith,  stake  organist;  Neva 
P.  Simonsen,  stake  chorister;  K.  Gunn  McKay,  narrator  of  the  presentation 
"God  So  Loved  the  World."  Other  participants:  Patti  Ann  Jensen;  Gayle 
Anderson;  Marion  Romander;  Lucille  Richardson;  Afton  P.  McKell;  Edith 
G.  Briem. 

Sister  Williams  reports:  "We  are  very  proud  of  the  accomplishments  of 
our  Singing  Mothers  this  year.  They  have  furnished  the  music  for  stake  con- 
ference, together  with  Relief  Society  conference.  Each  month  in  our  Relief 
Society  leadership  meeting  a  chorus  from  one  of  the  wards  has  furnished 
special  musical  numbers.  In  April  the  Singing  Mothers  presented  a  beautifully 
arranged  concert  in  the  Ogden  Tabernacle,  before  a  large  audience.  We  were 
very  happy  for  the  presence  of  Sister  Florence  J.  Madsen  of  the  General 
Board  of  Relief  Society.  At  our  annual  spring  party  held  in  May  for  all  the 
women  in  the  stake,  we  presented  'God  So  Loved  the  World.'  The  Singing 
Mothers  furnished  the  music  for  that  beautiful  presentation.  It  was  so  favor- 
ably received  that  seven  of  our  bishops  asked  that  the  presentation  be  given 
in  their  sacrament  meetings.  Our  stake  presidency  was  host  to  all  the  stake 
presidencies  in  the  Ogden  region  at  a  lovely  banquet.  For  this  occasion  the 
Singing  Mothers  were  asked  to  give  the  presentation  of  'God  So  Loved  the 
World.'  It  was  beautifully  rendered  and  very  inspirational.  Everyone  enjoyed 
the  evening  and  expressed  a  greater  desire  to  keep  the  commandments  of 
our  Father  in  heaven  more  fully  and  to  serve  him  better." 


310 


All  material  submitted  for 
publication  in  this  department 
should  be  sent  through  stake 
and  mission  Relief  Society  pres- 
idents. See  r^ulations  govern- 
ing the  submittal  of  material  for 
"Notes  From  the  Field"  in  the 
Magazine  for  January  1958, 
page  47,  and  in  the  Relief  So- 
ciety Handbook  of  Instructions. 


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Washington  Stake  (Washington,  D.C.)  Chevy  Chase  Ward  Bazaar 
November  8-9,  1963 

Virginia  Cameron  is  seen  admiring  a  hand-knit  hat  and  sweater,  made 
and  modeled  by  Marjorie  Van  Camp  (seated) ;  Frances  G.  Bennett,  second 
from  the  left,  Elese  B.  Lundberg,  and  Mirandy  Allison  (right)  are  displaying 
some  of  the  hundreds  of  handmade  articles  and  objects  of  art  displayed  at 
the  bazaar. 

Marcia  C.  Steele,  President,  Washington  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports 
the  theme  was  international  and  the  general  public  was  invited.  A  special 
feature  of  the  bazaar  was  the  display  of  many  of  the  paintings  included  in 
the  Seventieth  Annual  Exhibition  of  the  Society  of  Washington  Artists,  from 
the  National  Collection  of  Fine  Arts,  Smithsonian  Institution. 

Original  creative  stitchery  and  crewel  embroidered  wall  hangings,  Swedish 
embroidered  tote  bags,  Sauna  shifts,  floral  boutique  pieces,  ceramic  pins, 
papier  mache  figures,  as  well  as  hand-knit  sweaters,  hats,  slippers,  and  baby 
things,  in  addition  to  candle  and  wreath  arrangements,  and  a  large  assortment 
of  Christmas  gifts  kept  the  sisters  busy  for  months  preparing  for  the  bazaar. 

Alice  Marriott's  mustard  pickles  and  jams  were  in  great  demand  at  the 
gourmet  booths,  which  offered  a  wide  variety  of  homemade  foods.  Breads  of 
the  world,  cakes,  penny  candy,  country  sausage,  ham  sandwiches,  and  home- 
made root  beer  were  among  the  fast  selling  foods  which  were  beautifully  dis- 
played. 

Monument  Parl<  West  Stai^e  (Salt  Lake  City,  Utah)  Holds  "Fair  Exchange" 

September  20,  1963 

Left  to  right:  Wanda  N.  Ericson,  Work  Director  Counselor;  Marcella 
B.  Bramwell,  Secretary -Treasurer;  Clarice  Cooper,  President;  Ruth  H.  Willes, 
Education  Counselor. 

Sister  Cooper  reports:  "A  very  successful  and  beautiful  'Fair  Exchange' 
was  held  September  20,  1963.  It  was  extremely  gratifying  to  have  approxi- 
mately 500  people  call  during  the  hours  from  10  A.M.  until  12  noon.  Each  of 
the  seven  wards  of  the  stake  was  responsible  for  one  booth,  and  in  addition 
brought  three  articles  for  the  'Bazaar  Booth.'  A  number  of  other  talented 
people  were  generous  in  demonstrating  special  skills.  Sister  Bramwell  had 
prepared  a  very  interesting  and  informative  chart  on  attendance  at  the  various 
meetings.  Nyena  S.  Nelson,  theology  class  leader,  Fae  S.  Carlson,  literature 
class  leader,  Ruby  E.  Henderson,  social  science  class  leader,  and  Pat  S.  Lowder, 
Magazine  representative,  had  eye-catching  booths  demonstrating  their  work. 

"The  hall  was  festive,  decorated  in  rich  fall  colors.  Streamers,  fanning  out 
from  a  balloon-decorated  high  point  on  the  back  wall,  suggested  a  huge  tent. 
The  names  of  the  booths  were  printed  in  black  on  green,  scalloped,  corrugated 
paper  which  extended  from  pole  to  pole  so  as  to  make  a  continuous  border. 
Very  interesting  names  were  used,  such  as:  Sweet  Shoppe,  Norwegian  Pan- 
cakes, Bread  Basket,  Cookie  Carousel,  Closet  Door,  Feather  Fantasy,  Knitting 
Needle,  Fall's  Creations,  Christmas  Ideas,  Bazaar  Items,  Glamor  Cobbler,  and 
Nature's  Magic  and  Originals.  Everything  shown  or  demonstrated  could  be 
made  by  hand.  Samples  and  recipes  were  given  wherever  food  was  demon- 
strated. 

"The  beautiful  serving  table  featured  a  lovely  centerpiece  of  ribbon  chrys- 
anthemums made  by  Ruby  Swallow.  Punch  and  cookies  made  by  the  board 
members  were  served  by  Margaret  J.  Harmon,  stake  music  director,  and  Golda 
T.  Evans,  visiting  teacher  message  leader.  Bernice  P.  Engeman,  stake  organist, 
played  beautiful  and  appropriate  music  during  the  entire  'Fair  Exchange.' 
Those  attending  'signed  in,'  and  the  ward  with  the  largest  number  received 
a  prize.  Those  who  came  received  some  excellent  ideas  for  bazaars  and  work 
meetings,  along  with  a  renewed  desire  to  attend  Relief  Society  and  receive 
its  many  benefits." 

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West  German  Mission  Relief  Society  Officers  Display  Baby  Quilts  Made  to 
Introduce  Quilting  to  German  Sisters 

Left  to  right:  Elfriede  Ziihlsdorf,  President,  Frankfurt  Branch  Relief 
Society;  Elisabeth  Uhlig,  Counselor,  Frankfurt  Branch  Relief  Society;  Louise 
C.  Heyman,  district  leader,  Frankfurt  District;  Mella  Uchtdorf,  Secretary- 
Treasurer,  Frankfurt  Branch  Relief  Society. 

Sister  Heyman  reports:  "Sister  Mclntire,  wife  of  President  Wayne  F. 
Mclntire  of  the  West  German  Mission,  for  a  long  time  has  had  the  desire 
to  introduce  quilting  to  the  German  sisters.  So,  at  our  Mission  Relief  Society 
Conference  in  May  1963,  she  made  her  desire  known.  A  baby  quilt,  made  of 
different  kinds  of  quilt  blocks,  was  prepared,  and  instructions  and  measure- 
ments were  given  to  the  sisters.  A  talk  on  the  history  of  quilting  and  what 
our  pioneer  women  have  done  along  that  line,  was  presented,  and  the  desire 
of  the  General  Board  of  Relief  Society  to  have  this  art  preserved  among  the 
sisters  was  mentioned.  It  was  also  pointed  out  that  much  good  has  been 
accomplished  by  the  distribution  of  quilts  in  times  of  need. 

"The  idea  was  received  very  favorably  by  the  sisters.  The  Frankfurt 
sisters  began  their  quilt-making  projects  with  great  enthusiasm,  and  they  have 
now  finished  their  first  baby  quilt  and  have  already  started  another  one. 
The  quilts  are  made  from  materials  purchased  locally,  including  the  batting." 

Riverdale  Stake  (Utah),  Riverdale  Ward  Wins  Quilt  for  Highest  Attendance  at 

Relief  Society  Visiting  Teacher  Convention 

September  28,  1963 

Front  row,  left  to  right:  Jean  Porter,  organist;  Doris  Woodbury,  Counse- 
lor; Perneica  Fiet,  Counselor;  Ruth  Ritter,  President;  stake  officers:  Myrl  S. 
Stewart,  President;  Delia  Greenwell,  First  Counselor;  Nina  Atwood,  Secretary- 
Treasurer;  board  members:    Margie  Peterson,   Ileen  Henderson,  Beth  Tesch. 

Second  row,  left  to  right:  Ruth  Burton;  Elva  Hawkley;  Neta  Farr; 
Blanche  Gibby;  Donna  Child;  Ida  Ritter;  Mary  Child;  Pearl  Child;  Leah 
Cook;  Mabel  Ellis;  Tillie  Adams. 

Back  row,  left  to  right:  Carol  Nessen;  Virginia  Jackson;  Jackie  Keller- 
strass;  Bessie  Boswell;  Gladys  Sorenson;  Coralee  Green;  Jean  Jensen;  Elaine 
Ewert;  Berdean  Crabtree;  Myrtle  Carlsen,  Hazel  Manning;  Asenath  Davis. 

Sister  Stewart  reports:  "This  was  such  a  unique  and  inspiring  convention. 
Humble,  sincere  talks  were  given  to  inspire  and  encourage  the  visiting  teachers. 
A  special  poem  'The  Sacred  Calling  of  the  Visiting  Teacher,'  written  by  Lila 
Lutz,  was  read  by  her,  and  a  copy,  typed  on  blue  paper  and  decorated  with 
the  Relief  Society  seal  and  gold  ribbon,  was  presented  to  each  visiting  teacher 
present.  The  singing  of  the  stake  Singing  Mothers  chorus  was  glorious  and 
beautiful.  The  film  'Unto  the  Least  of  These'  was  shown.  It  was  very  spiritual, 
and  every  teacher  was  thrilled,  enthused,  and  inspired  to  be  a  better  visiting 
teacher. 

"The  Riverdale  Stake  Relief  Society  presidency  and  board  members  made 
the  exquisitely  beautiful  quilt  of  green  and  white  border  print,  quilted  in  a  very 
pretty  pattern.  The  Riverdale  Ward  had  eighty-two  per  cent  of  their  visiting 
teachers  in  attendance  at  the  convention,  which  was  an  exceptionally  splendid 
record.  Our  aim  this  year  is  to  double  our  attendance  at  the  monthly  visiting 
teacher  meetings,  which,  in  turn,  will  improve  greatly  the  quality  of  our 
teaching.  We  feel  that  every  teacher  went  away  from  the  convention  with  the 
resolve  to  be  a  better  teacher  in  every  way.  Dainty  refreshments  were  served." 


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APRIL  1964 


Northern  Far  East  Mission  Relief  Society  Sisters  at  Youth  Conference 
Tokyo,  Japan,  August  1963 

First  three  women,  starting  at  the  wall,  and  curving  to  the  front,  left  to 
right:  Toshi  Suzuki,  East  Central  District  Relief  Society  President;  Shizuko 
Asakawa,  First  Counselor,  East  Central  District;  Chieko  Abe,  Northern  Far 
East  Mission  Relief  Society  Counselor. 

Far  right,  at  the  back,  Peggy  H.  Andersen,  President,  Northern  Far  East 
Mission  Relief  Society. 

Large  Kanji  character  sign  says:  Fujo  Kyokai  —  "Relief  Society." 

Displays  represent  the  different  departments. 

Sister  Andersen  reports:  "For  the  first  time  in  the  history  of  the  Northern 
Far  East  Mission,  an  all-youth  conference  was  held  for  four  days  in  August 
1963.  One  of  the  highlights  of  the  conference  was  the  last  day  —  Sunday, 
at  which  time  the  various  departments  of  the  Church  demonstrated  a  typical 
meeting.  The  Sunday  School,  Genealogy  Department,  Priesthood,  and  Relief 
Society  participated. 

"It  was  a  thrilling  sight  to  watch  these  lovely  Japanese  women  meet  for 
the  first  time  in  a  building  of  their  own.  All  meetings  were  held  in  the  first 
chapel  ever  constructed  in  Japan.  The  building  was  not  quite  completed, 
but  the  saints  were  overwhelmed  with  the  spirit  manifested  in  these  meetings. 
The  artificial  flowers  in  the  picture  were  made  out  of  paper  napkins  in  order 
to  cover  up  the  unfinished  pulpit.  At  the  Relief  Society  section  the  various 
departments  of  theology,  work  meeting,  literature,  and  social  science  were 
explained,  and  the  visiting  teacher  message  department  was  particularly 
stressed.  Also,  the  lessons  for  1963-64  were  summarized. 

"It  is  significant  to  note  that  a  large  percentage  of  our  women  in  Japan 
are  among  the  youth,  so  it  was  only  natural  that  Relief  Society  should  be 
included  in  a  Youth  Conference.  Since  many  of  the  girls  and  women  are 
unmarried,  I  spoke  to  them  concerning  the  power  and  dignity  of  womanhood, 
and  of  preparing  themselves  for  a  worthy  Priesthood  bearer.  About  200  were 
in  attendance  at  the  special  Relief  Society  gathering,  but  the  picture  repre- 
sents various  officers  from  several  branches.  Another  thrilling  sight  was  to 
see  the  members  from  branches  all  over  Japan  as  they  said  goodbye  to  one 
another.  For  the  first  time  in  the  mission  many  of  them  were  privileged  to 
meet  one  another.  Tears  were  shed  in  almost  every  case,  as  they  expressed 
the  wonderful  spirit  of  the  Lord  which  was  felt  in  the  meeting." 


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Relief  Society 

Magazine 

Volume  51       Number  5        May  1964 


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Margery  S.  Stewart 


I  am  crowded  within 

With  lilies  and  new  oranges 

Green  as  jade  on  the  beloved  bough 

Stars  flow  through  me,  for  I  have 

Made  room  for  stars,  a  space 

For  suns.     I  have  grown  out 

Of  myself,  this  morning. 

I  have  grown  out  of  the  knotted 

Gourd  grieved  bone, 

Broken  bowl. 

Out  of  intolerable  pain 

I  grew  into  this  tall  self, 

This  self  who  knows  what 

Mocking  birds  are  crying 

Upon  the  morning,  for  I, 

Like  them,  am  become  notes 

Of  music. 

I  can  be  placed  in  any  melody, 

Movement,  in  symphony  or  lullaby. 

Or  the  deep  singing  of  the 

Field  woman,  gathering  apples 

In  September. 


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The  Cover:  ^  Roses  on  a  White  Fence,  Cape  Cod,  Massachusetts 
Transparency  by  Josef  Muench 
Lithographed  in  Full  Color  by  Deseret  News  Press 

Frontispiece:  "  Trees  Th^at  Lean  Over  Water,  Lake  Mempremagog,  Vermont 
Photograph  by  H.  Armstrong  Roberts 

Art  Layout:       Dick  Scopes 

Illustrations:      Mary  Scopes 


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The  Magazine  is  now  an  integral 
part  of  my  life,  and  I  look  forward 
so  much  to  receiving  my  copies.  I 
pass  them  on  to  my  Relief  Society 
sisters  so  that  they  may  enjoy  the 
lessons,  and  then  they  always  manage 
to  read  the  Magazine  from  cover  to 
cover.  May  you  go  from  strength  to 
strength  with  this  wonderful  Maga- 
zine, and  continue  to  bring  joy  to  us 
all. 

Olive  M.  Evans 

Lichfield,  Staffordshire 
England 

My  heart  went  out  to  Sister  Lund- 
gren  when  I  read  her  article  in  the 
January  issue  of  the  Magazine  — 
"What  Is  a  Work  Meeting  Leader?" 
She  put  into  words  what  I  have  felt 
in  my  heart.  Thanks  to  the  wonder- 
ful counselors  and  stake  leaders  I  had 
while  serving  as  a  work  leader,  and 
also  my  work  leader,  while  I  was 
work  director  counselor,  that  I  have 
this  warm  feeling  for  ReUef  Society. 
Mrs.  Donaldine  J.  Boase 

Salt  Lake  City,  Utah 

As  each  March  10th  arrives,  a  white 
card  is  placed  in  my  mailbox  announc- 
ing the  renewal  of  subscription  for  the 
most  interesting  Magazine  I  have  ever 
read  —  a  gift  from  my  wonderful 
mother,  for  many  years  —  The  Relief 
Society  Magazine.  From  its  pages 
have  come  comforting  thoughts  and 
truths,  which  stand  as  a  witness  for 
the  salvation  of  man. 

Irene  Carrigan  Winn 

Ogden,  Utah 

I  want  to  thank  you  for  our  beau- 
tiful, inspiring  Magazine.  I  wait  im- 
patiently each  month  for  the  Maga- 
zine and  the  words  of  love  and  advice 
it  contains. 

Shirley  Woolf 

Bulawayo,  Southern  Rhodesia 
South  Africa 


I  want  to  let  you  know  how  very 
much  I  do  enjoy  reading  the  Maga- 
zine. Each  article  holds  so  much 
meaning  and  seems  to  give  me  an 
extra  extra  special  lift.  I  was  married 
last  September,  and  my  mother  gave 
me  a  year's  subscription  to  the  Maga- 
zine as  a  Christmas  present.  I  carmot 
think  of  a  better  gift. 

Mrs.  Dale  Hamp 

Soda  Springs,  Idaho 

This  little  booklet  (The  Relief  So- 
ciety Magazine)  has  been  appreciated 
so  much.  When  I  have  failed  to  make 
any  headway  with  my  friends  in  put- 
ting forward  the  Latter-day  Saint 
story,  I  find  the  Magazine  speaks  to 
them  in  the  lovely  stories  and  the 
articles. 

Margaret  McLintock 
Rutherglen,  Scotland 

Over  the  years,  as  a  Relief  Society 
worker,  I  have  used  the  thoughts  of 
Celia  Luce  (a  frequent  contributor  to 
The  Relief  Society  Magazine)  many 
times  in  conducting  a  class. 
Venice  M.  Crosby 

Phoenix,  Arizona 

I  was  delighted  to  read  in  the 
March  issue  of  the  Magazine  the 
article  (by  Myrtle  E.  Henderson)  on 
the  proper  use  of  language.  Some  of 
the  mistakes  most  often  made  were 
considered.  Please  give  us  more  such 
helps.  We  should  take  more  pride  in 
speaking  correctly.  Perhaps,  if  our 
errors  are  pointed  out,  and  the  rea- 
sons why  they  are  not  correct  are 
explained,  we  will  improve  more  rap- 
idly. As  a  MagQzine  representative, 
I  find  it  easy  to  get  new  subscriptions, 
as  well  as  renewals,  to  our  Magazine 
because  of  the  excellent  helps  and  the 
wide  range  and  interest  of  those  helps. 
Olive  H.  Fox 
Salt  Lake  City,  Utah 


Published  monthly  by  THE  GENERAL  BOARD  OF  RELIEF  SOCIETY  of  The  Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of  Latter-day  Saints.  ©  1964  by 
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will  be  missed.  Report  change  of  address  at  once,  giving  old  ond  new  address.  Entered  as  second-closs  matter  February  18,  1914, 
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The   noli^ff    S^Ci^ty  Magazine 


VOLUME   51        MAY   1964        NUMBER   5 

Editor     Marianne  C.  Sharp 
Associate  Editor     Vesta  P.  Crawford 
General  Manager     Belle  S.  Spafford 

Special  Features 

324     The  Family  Goes  Back  to  School     Elaine  Reiser  Alder 

328     Literary  Contest  Announcements  1964 

331     Your  Poem  and  You       Eva  Willes  Wangsgaard 

339     Art  As  a  Hobby      Myrtle  E.  Henderson 

376    Magazine  Honor  Roll  for  1963       Marianne  C.  Sharp 

Fiction 

334     Adjustment       Alice  Guhler  Sabin 

342     Gramps  and  Beanie       Shirley  Thulin 

370     Your  Heart  to  Understanding — Chapter  4     Hazel  M.  Thomson 

General  Features 

322     From  Near  and  Far 

347  Woman's  Sphere       Ramona  W.  Cannon 

348  Editorial:  The  Lighted  Window       Vesta  P.  Crawford 

390     Notes  From  the  Field:  Relief  Society  Activities      Hulda  Parker 
400     Birthday  Congratulations 

The  Home  -  Inside  and  Out 

What  Is  a  Mother?  by  Margaret  Richards,  351;  Mother — Pioneer  of  the  Present,  by  Hazel 
Sowards  Cannon,  352;  Thanks,  Mom,  for  Everything,  by  Sara  O.  Moss,  353;  Verdi  on 
the  Farm,  by  Winona  F.  Thomas,  354;  Ask  Mrs.  Braithwaite,  by  Janice  Dixon,  356; 
A  Letter  From  Grandma,  by  Violet  Nimmo,  358;  A  Call  in  the  Night,  by  Mary  E. 
Gallamore,  359;  Cuddly  Crib  Quilts,  by  Adelle  Ashby,  360;  Sewing  Time,  by  Dorothy 
C.  Little,  362;  Potpourri  of  Handy  Hints,  by  Jo  M.  Stock,  362;  Recipes  From  the  South- 
west, by  Romaine  R.  Cooksey,  363;  Appetite  Teasers  for  Preschoolers,  by  Margaret 
Maxwell,  364;  Oatmeal  Date  Bread,  by  Anne  Marie  Astle,  366;  Select  Your  Own  Dessert, 
by  Patricia  M.  Faas,  367;  Transfers  for  Children's  Clothing,  by  Janet  W.  Breeze,  367; 
From  the  Dear  Windows  of  Home,  by  Leona  Fetzer  Wintch,  368;  Alma  A.  Fernelius — 
"Lady  of  Lovely  Crocheting,"  369;  The  Right  Key,  by  Luella  Foster,  388;  Whom 
Should  I  Seek?  by  Blanche  Briggs,  388;  Joy,  by  Olive  Sharp,  389;  Double  Your 
Pleasure — Double  Your  Subscription,  by  Ouida  Johns  Pedersen,  389;  Life  Is  Beautiful, 
by  Ida  G.  Hepworth,  397. 

Poetry 

321     I  Am  Crowded  Within  —  Frontispiece       Margery  S.  Stewart 

Secret,  by  Ida  Elaine  James,  330;  Spring  Lambs,  by  Vesta  N.  Fairbairn,  333;  My  Neighbor, 
by  Evelyn  Fjeldsted,  337;  Valley  Sky  at  Sunrise,  by  Pearle  M.  Olsen,  338;  Renewal,  by  Caro- 
line Eyring  Miner,  350;  Prayer  for  My  Daughter,  by  CaroUe  Denton,  375;  Prayer  for  Peo- 
ple, by  Gilean  Douglas,  381;  Memory,  by  Grace  Barker  Wilson,  398;  Summer  Song,  by 
Linnie  F.  Robinson,  398;  We  Pass  But  Once,  by  Catherine  B.  Bowles,  399;  Unsaid  Words, 
by  Zara  Sabin,  399;  Shape  of  Time,  by  Thelma  J.  Limd,  399;  My  Mother,  by  Christie 
Lund  Coles,  400. 


323 


The  Egg  Carton   Castle 
Eugene^  Oregon 
September  1963 

Dear  Sharon: 

V\^nAT  fun  it  has  been,  thinking  of 
all  the  things  about  which  to  write 
you.  Ever  since  you  asked  me  to  tell 
you  some  of  the  secrets  of  being  a 
^p-  happy  "student  wife/'   I  have  had  a 

I  nA  chance  to  think  back  over  the  five 

III  U  years  Doug  and  I  are  conckfding  as 

I  ||%P  graduate  student  and  wife.    As  you 

know,  he  will  receive  his  Ph.D.  in 
the  spring,  and  I  must  confess  that 
getting  my  P.H.T.  (Putting  Hus- 
band Through),  along  with  him  has 
been  equallv  as  challenging,  if  not 
more  fun!  So,  let's  chat  about  some 
aspects  of  married  student  life. 

Having  a  small  baby,  as  you  do 
and  I  did,  and  moving  to  a  new 
town  into  barracks-type  housing, 
may  present  demands  on  your  mar- 
riage which  you  haven't  expected. 
We  readily  admit  that  the  early  years 
of  our  schooling  presented  some  ad- 
justment for  both  of  us.  Doug  was 
at  school  all  day  until  suppertime, 
but  he  enjoyed  his  two  hours  at 
home  then,  playing  with  the  baby. 
He  returned  to  the  library  nearly 
every  evening  until  it  closed  at  10 
P.M.  —  and  our  thin-walled  apart- 
ment, with  its  creaky  floors,  didn't 
make  me  feel  very  much  at  home. 
But  I  soon  realized  that  all  the 
other  student  wives  around  me  en- 
joyed friendships  during  those  long 
afternoons  and  evenings,  at  least  as 
much  as  I.  I  tried  to  find  opportun- 
Lhme  Reiser  Aider  {\-{q^    |-q    nieet   some   of  them  and 

found  the  time  rewarding.  As  our 
friendships  grew,  we  enjoyed  visit- 
ing in  each  other's  homes,  sharing 
ideas,  helping  with  sewing  or  knit- 
ting projects,  trading  magazines,  and 
even  having  "potluck"  suppers  to 
the  surprise  of  our  husbands  every 
month  or  so.  As  our  children  grew 
older,  we  took  turns  tending  each 


Family 

Goes 

Back 

to 

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324 


THE  FAMILY  GOES   BACK  TO  SCHOOL 


other's  children  so  that  each  of  us 
could  have  an  afternoon  off. 

The  friendships  we  have  culti- 
vated in  our  student  living  have  re- 
mained as  choice  as  any  we  hope  to 
have.  Most  of  us  have  moved  from 
our  barracks  community,  but  we 
still  delight  in  hearing  of  gradua- 
tions, births,  and  progress  of  each 
child.  We  long  to  visit  each  other 
in  different  parts  of  the  world. 

Though  the  days  are  long  —  and 
must  be  if  the  husband  is  to  get  all 
his  studving,  writing,  and  part-time 
work  done  —  you  will  no  doubt  find 
the  time  you  spend  with  Tom  is  so 
precious  that  you  enjoy  every  minute 
of  it.  Doug  and  I  even  enjoyed 
grocery  shopping  once  a  week  — 
because  it  was  our  Friday  night  date 
and  a  chance  to  get  away  from  the 
books!  Sundays  were  our  special 
days  of  rest  from  schoolwork  with 
Church  activities  and  visits  from 
friends  and  quiet  relaxation  in  the 
evening,  listening  to  the  rebroadcast 
of  the  Tabernacle  Choir,  looo  miles 
away. 

During  the  long  days  and  evenings, 
you  can  keep  busy  doing  many 
things  which  will  make  the  hours 
productive  and  Tom  proud  of  you 
—  learning  to  cook  special  dishes 
and  surprising  him  with  them  at 
supper,  sewing  for  yourself,  Tom, 
and  the  children  (a  real  money-sav- 
er), making  Christmas  cards  and 
gifts,  embroidering,  knitting,  mak- 
ing a  baby  book  or  scrapbook,  writ- 
ing letters  or  reading.  You  may  have 
other  hobbies  I  am  not  aware  of, 
but  this  is  a  good  opportunity  to 
enjoy  them.  The  time  can  be 
wasted  or  used  —  depending  on 
what  vou  wish.  While  Tom  is  pro- 
gressing mentally  in  his  schooling, 
vou  will  realize  that  you  can  come 
closer  together  if  you  engage  in 
some  kind  of  mental  activity  similar 


to  his  studies.  An  often-used  library 
card  is  an  inexpensive  avenue  toward 
keeping  )our  mind  alert. 

Above  all,  don't  begrudge  or 
apologize  for  the  time  you  spend  in 
school.  It  is  a  privilege  to  attend 
school,  and  nowadays  it  is  so  com- 
mon for  young  couples  with  families 
to  be  in  school  that  there  is  no  need 
for  embarrassment.  Learn  to  laugh 
about  the  odd  things  you  may  have 
to  do  —  seating  guests  on  the  floor 
because  there  aren't  enough  chairs, 
eating  with  odd  kinds  of  utensils 
because  you  don't  have  complete 
table  service,  or  eating  beans  for  a 
week  because  your  food  money 
didn't  quite  hold  out!  Many  of 
your  neighbors  are  probably  doing 
the  same.  Now  that  we  are  nearly 
through  with  school,  we  feel  pangs 
for  the  fun  and  funny  things  about 
barracks  living. 

We  decided,  when  we  moved 
away  from  our  parents  and  life- 
long friends,  that  our  chief  sources 
of  entertainment  would  be  our 
children.  Church  activities,  and  our 
new  friends.  Since  we  knew  no  one 
at  first,  we  began  making  friends 
and  soon  had  scores  of  guests  to 
invite  to  our  home.  Our  favorite 
activity  with  friends  was  to  invite 
them  to  our  apartment  "for  dessert." 
We  would  serve  punch  and  cookies 
or  brownies  and  spend  the  evening 
visiting,  sharing  our  colored  slides, 
listening  to  music,  or  playing  Scrab- 
ble. Our  guests  brought  their  child- 
ren and  put  them  to  sleep  on  our 
bed.  The  next  time  we  took  Scott 
with  us  to  their  apartment  nearby 
to  enjov  a  similar  evening. 

It  would  be  unfair  to  underestimate 
the  value  of  the  Young  Marrieds 
program  and  Relief  Society.  Both 
gave  us  friends  of  all  ages,  and  the 
opportunity  to  keep  busy  by  serving 
others.   I  never  lacked  for  a  "mother 


325 


MAY   1964 


-tack  to  ceiling 
with  small,  horseshoe-shaped 
cord  tacks 


Knitting 
needles 

pierced  through 
cardboard 


Cross-view 

of 

cardboard  lampshade 


Aluminum  foil 
(as  heat  protector) 


■Shape  with  cardboard 
Cover  inside  with  aluminum  foil 
Cover  outside  with  burlap  or  other  material 


The  knitting  needles  cross  in  center  of 
lamp  to  hold  bulb  and  socket  in  place. 
Total  cost:  Approx.  75c  -  $1.00. 


away  from  home,"  because  the  wo- 
men at  Rehef  Society  were  all  wil- 
ling to  be  one  to  me.  Scott  has 
been  active  in  Relief  Society  since 
he  was  six  weeks  old  —  and  has 
loved  it! 

One  of  the  hardest  things  about 
student  living  is  financial  manage- 
ment. This  is  where  you  can  shine, 
however.  Studying  week-end  ads  in 
the  newspapers,  preparing  foods 
that  are  nutritious  and  yet  inex- 
pensive,   and    constantly    watching 


for  ways  of  improving  your  money 
management  will  be  keys  to  your 
success. 

Certain  meat  cuts  (pot  roast, 
shank  end  ham,  chickens)  provide 
good  nutrition  at  minimum  cost  and 
allow  ''planned  overs"  for  other  days 
in  the  week,  sandwiches,  casseroles, 
soup  stock,  stew,  hash,  or  cold 
plates.  Keep  your  eyes  open  for 
other  specials  during  the  week  end. 
If  hamburger  is  the  only  thing  in 
our  price   range,   I   make  sure  the 


326 


THE  FAMILY  GOES  BACK  TO  SCHOOL 


trimmings  —  baked  potato,  tossed 
salad,  and  a  favorite  dessert  —  light 
up  Doug's  eyes.  One  day  a  week  for 
baking  gives  us  fresh  bread,  rolls, 
and  dozens  of  cookies  —  at  little 
cost.  Rather  than  serving  rich  des- 
serts, we  eat  fresh  fruits  and  feel  we 
are  simply  but  well  fed. 

You  may  find  it  economical  to 
buy  a  quarter  or  half  of  a  beef,  or 
cases  of  canned  goods,  jointly  with 
another  couple,  and  then  dividing 
them  evenly.  We  rented  a  frozen- 
food  locker  near  our  apartment  and 
kept  it  filled  with  the  beef,  specials 
from  the  supermarket,  and  home- 
frozen  fruits  and  vegetables  which 
we  bought  (and  often  picked  our- 
selves) from  farms  nearby. 

We  avoided  expensive  or  specialty 
foods,  as  a  matter  of  economy,  and 
have  felt  our  health  and  budget  are 
better  for  it. 

Speaking  of  economy,  let  me  men- 
tion a  problem  you  may  face  when 
you  get  in  the  middle  of  things  in 
your  school  routine.  You  may  find, 
as  we  did,  that  it  is  necessary  for 
the  wife  to  do  something  to  supple- 
ment the  family  income.  .  Many 
girls  are  able  to  find  satisfactory 
work  in  offices  and  stores,  but  I 
preferred  a  job  which  could  be  done 
at  home.  After  advertising  my  ser- 
vices as  a  typist,  I  never  lacked  for 
typing  jobs  which  could  be  done 
while  Scott  slept  or  played  nearby. 
Other  wives  chose  to  baby  sit  for 
working  mothers,  some  did  ironing 
for  single  students,  and  one  or  two 
took  orders  for  baked  goods  which 
they  made  at  home.  Since  we  were 
living  together  in  an  equal  status, 
there  was  no  class  distinction  for 
work  —  the  most  highly  respected 
people  were  those  who  worked  the 
hardest. 

There  are  a  number  of  ways  you 
may  save  money  on  home  furnish- 


ings. You  would  be  amazed  at  the 
fun  you  can  have  making  furniture 
and  decorations  for  your  apartment. 
We  refinished  old  living  room  and 
dining  room  furniture  which  our 
parents  gave  us,  and  made  room 
partitions  from  dyed  burlap,  painted 
sticks,  and  reed  drapes.  We  painted 
the  rooms  in  cheerful  colors  and 
made  suitable  curtains  to  match  each 
room.  Bricks  and  boards  made 
ample  bookcases.  We  were  delight- 
ed with  our  ''modern"  hanging  lamp 
in  our  living  room  —  constructed 
of  cardboard,  aluminum  foil,  burlap 
(to  match  our  partition),  and  knit- 
ting needles!  Our  apartment  even 
has  flat  corrugated  egg  dividers 
stapled  to  the  ceiling  for  insulation, 
a  legacy  from  the  previous  tenants— 
so  we  fondly  call  our  500  square  feet 
of  ''home"  the  Egg  Carton  Castle! 

We  hope  you  will  enjoy  your 
student  years  as  much  as  we  have 
ours.  We  have  been  told  time  and 
again  that  "these  are  the  rich  years 
of  life,"  and  we  realize  it  now  as  we 
step  a  little  higher  toward  responsi- 
bility. Never  again  will  we  live  so 
close  to  so  many  people  and  enjoy 
the  association  of  young  adults  and 
children  alike.  We  all  had  little 
money  and  often  wondered  if  we 
would  get  through  the  month  with  a 
dime  left,  but  we  learned  one  valu- 
able lesson  through  our  student  liv- 
ing —  the  value  of  the  rich  things 
in  life. 

Friends,  family,  goals,  education, 
music,  beauty,  nature  —  and  all 
things  which  the  gospel  gives  to  us 
—  these  can  be  enjoyed  regardless 
of  where  you  live.  Student  life  is  a 
worthwhile  source  of  appreciation 
for  these  things  —  and  we  hope 
vour  vears  will  hold  such  fond  mem- 
ories  for  you  as  they  do  for  us. 

With  love, 
Elaine 


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Literary  Contest  Announcements 

1964 

The  Eliza  R.  Snow  Poem  Contest  and  the  Relief  Society  Short  Story 
Contest  are  conducted  annually  by  the  General  Board  of  Relief  So- 
ciety to  stimulate  creative  writing  among  Latter-day  Saint  women 
and  to  encourage  high  standards  of  work.  Latter-day  Saint  women 
who  qualify  under  the  rules  of  the  respective  contests  are  invited  to 
enter  their  work  in  either  or  both  contests. 

The  General  Board  would  be  pleased  to  receive  entries  from  the 
outlying  stakes  and  missions  of  the  Church  as  well  as  from  those  in 
and  near  Utah.  Since  the  two  contests  are  entirely  separate,  requiring 
different  writing  skills,  the  winner  of  an  award  in  one  of  them  in  no 
way  precludes  winning  in  the  other. 

Eliza  R.  Snow  Poem  Contest 

The   Eliza  R.   Snow  Poem  Con-  3.  The  poem  must  not  exceed  fifty 

test    opens    with    this    announce-      lines  and  should  be  typewritten,  if  pos- 

,  ii  A_      4-  ic    ic\aA        sible.     Where  this  cannot  be  done,  it 

ment  and  closes  August  15,  1964.     ^^^^^^  ^^  ^^^.^^^^  ^^.^^^^     ^^^^  ;^^^ 

Prizes  will  be  awarded  as  follows:  side  of  the  paper  is  to  be  used.  (A 
^.             .  ^.^      duplicate  copy  of  the  poem  should  be 

J^irst  prize  {t)4U      retained     by     contestants     to     insure 

Second  prize $30     against  loss.) 

Third  prize  $20  4.  The  sheet  on  which  the  poem  is 

Prize  poems  will   be  pubhshed  ™««^  ^^  *«  be  without  signature  or 

•      4.U      T                  -in^tr  •              £  rni  ^^^^^  identifymg  marks, 

m  the  January  1965  issue  01  The  c   xt          1      +            +1 

..•^                     .  5.  No  explanatory  material  or  pic- 

ReLief    Society     Magazine     (the     ture  is  to  accompany  a  poem, 
birth  month  of  EHza  R.  Snow).  e.  Each  poem  is  to  be  accompanied 

Prize-winning     poems     become      by   a   stamped    envelope   on   which   is 

the  property  of  the  Relief  Society  written  the  contestant's  name  and  ad- 
General  Board,  and  may  not  be     ^'%^-    ^°"^  ^^  P^™^"  ^'^  "^*  *°  ^^ 

useci 
published  by  others  except  upon  ^  \  ^.^^^^  statement  is  to  accom- 

written  permission  from  the  Gen-      pany  the  poem  submitted,  certifying: 

eral  Board.  The  General  Board  a.  That  the  author  is  a  member  of 
reserves  the  right  to  pubhsh  any  The  Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of 

of    the    other    poems    submitted,  Latter-day  Saints, 

paying  for  them  at  the  time  of  ^  ^^^^  *^^  po®'"  (state  title)  is  the 
publication  at  the  regular  Maga-  contestant's  original  work. 

zine  rates  ^'  ^^^^  i*  ^^^  never  been  published. 

d.  That  it  is  not  in  the  hands  of  an 
editor  or  other  person  with  a  view 

Rules  for  the  contest:  to  publication. 

1.  This  contest  is  open  to  all  Latter-  e.  That  it  will  not  be  published  nor 
day  Saint  women,  exclusive  of  mem-  submitted  elsewhere  for  publica- 
bers    of    the    Relief    Society    General  tion  until  the  contest  is  decided. 
Board    and    employees    of    the    Relief  8.    A   writer   who    has    received   the 
Society  General  Board.  first   prize   for   two   consecutive   years 

2.  Only  one  poem  may  be  submitted  must    wait    two    years    before    she    is 
by  each  contestant.  again  eligible  to  enter  the  contest. 

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1964CONTEST  ANNOUNCEMENTS 


9.  The  judges  shall  consist  of  one 
member  of  the  General  Board,  one 
person  from  the  English  department 
of  an  educational  institution,  and  one 
person  who  is  a  recognized  writer.  In 
case  of  complete  disagreement  among 
the  judges,  all  poems  selected  for  a 
place  by  the  various  judges  will  be 
submitted  to  a  specially  selected  com- 
mittee for  final  decision. 

In  evaluating  the  poems,  considera- 
tion will  be  given  to  the  following 
points: 


a.  Message  or  theme 

b.  Form  and  pattern 

c.  Rhythm  and  meter 

d.  Accomplishment  of  the  pur- 
pose of  the  poem 

e.  Climax 

10.  Entries  must  be  postmarked  not 
later  than  August  15,  1964. 

11.  All'  entries  are  to  be  addressed 
to  Relief  Society  Eliza  R.  Snow  Poem 
Contest,  76  North  Main,  Salt  Lake 
City,  Utah  84111. 


Relief  Society  Short  Story  Contest 


The  Relief  Society  Short  Story 
Contest  for  1964  opens  with  this 
announcement  and  closes  August 
15,  1964. 

The  prizes  this  year  will  be  as 
follows : 

First  prize $75 

Second  prize  $60 

Third  prize  $50 

The  three  prize-winning  stories 
will  be  published  consecutively  in 
the  first  three  issues  of  The  Re- 
lief Society  Magazine  for  1965. 
Prize-winning  stories  become  the 
property  of  the  Relief  Society 
General  Board  and  may  not  be 
published  by  others  except  up- 
on written  permission  from  the 
General  Board.  The  General 
Board  reserves  the  right  to  pub- 
lish any  of  the  other  stories  en- 
tered in  the  contest,  paying  for 
them  at  the  time  of  publication 
at  the  regular  Magazine  rates. 

Rules  for  the  contest: 

1.  This  contest  is  open  to  Latter- 
day  Saint  women  —  exclusive  of 
members  of  the  Relief  Society  Gen- 
eral Board  and  employees  of  the 
General  Board  —  who  have  had  at 
least  one  literary  composition  pub- 
lished or  accepted  for  publication. 


2.  Only  one  story  may  be  submitted 
by  each  contestant. 

3.  The;story  must  not  exceed  3,000 
words  in  length  and  must  be  type- 
written. The  number  of  the  words 
must  appear  on  the  first  page  of  the 
manuscript.  (All  words  should  be 
counted,  including  one  and  two-letter 
words.)  A  duplicate  copy  of  the  story 
should  be  retained  by  contestants  to 
insure  against  loss. 

4.  The  contestant's  name  is  not  to 
appear  anywhere  on  the  manuscript, 
but  a  stamped  envelope  on  which  is 
written  the  contestant's  name  and  ad- 
dress is  to  be  enclosed  with  the  story. 
Nom  de  plumes  are  not  to  be  used. 

5.  A  signed  statement  is  to  accom- 
pany the  story  submitted  certifying: 

a.  That  the  author  is  a  member  of 
The  Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of 
Latter-day  Saints. 

b.  That  the  author  has  had  at  least 
one  literary  composition  pub- 
lished or  accepted  for  publica- 
tion. (This  statement  must  give 
name  and  date  of  publication  in 
which  the  contestant's  work  has 
appeared  or,  if  not  yet  published, 
evidence  of  acceptance  for  pub- 
lication.) 

c.  That  the  story  submitted  (state 
the  title  and  number  of  words) 
is  the  contestant's  original  work. 

d.  That  it  has  never  been  published, 
that  it  is  not  in  the  hands  of  an 
editor  or  other  person  with  a  view 
to    publication,    and    that   it    will 


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not  be  published  nor  submitted 
elsewhere  for  publication  until 
the  contest  is  decided. 

6.  No  explanatory  material  or  pic- 
ture is  to  accompany  the  story. 

7.  A  writer  who  has  received  the 
first  prize  for  two  consecutive  years 
must  wait  for  two  years  before  she  is 
again  eligible  to  enter  the  contest. 

8.  The  judges  shall  consist  of  one 
member  of  the  General  Board,  one 
person  from  the  English  department  of 
an  educational  institution,  and  one 
person  who  is  a  recognized  writer.  In 
case  of  complete  disagreement  among 
the  judges,  all  stories  selected  for  a 
place   by   the   various   judges   will   be 


submitted  to  a  specially  selected  com- 
mittee for  final  decision. 

In  evaluating  the  stories,  considera- 
tion will  be  given  to  the  following 
points: 

a.  Characters    and    their    presenta- 
tion. 

b.  Plot  development 

c.  Message  of  the  story 

d.  Writing  style 

9.  Entries  must  be  postmarked  not 
later  than  August  15,  1964. 

10.  All  entries  are  to  be  addressed 
to  Relief  Society  Short  Story  Contest, 
76  North  Main,  Salt  Lake  City,  Utah 
84111. 


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Secret 

Ida  Elaine  James 

School  girls  ever  and  endlessly. 

Twos  and  threes  and  single  file 

Swinging  their  book  straps,  sweaters  .  .  .  free! 

Breast  the  upgrade  with  a  smile; 

Crossing,  re-crossing  each  other  .  .  .  behind, 

In  front  and  beside  .  .  .  stop,  start,  and  march. 

I  wonder  what  it  is  they  find 

To  smile  about  so  much.     The  arch 

Of  the  gully  is  gray  and  overhung 

With  dried,  sad  branches.     Summer  is  dead, 

Loose  stones  are  rude,  yet  gayly  among 

Rough  paths  below,  drab  overhead, 

They  thread  their  way,  dally,  and  smile. 

One  turns  off  alone;  she  looks  at  me. 

I  follow  her  glance  for  half  a  mile  — 

At  the  sky,  at  her  toes,  up  at  a  tree. 

There's  nothing  but  December  air; 

Nothing  to  smile  at  that  I  can  see. 

My  searching  circles  everywhere; 

She  smiles  and  smiles  .  .  .  why  should  she? 


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Poem 


Eva  Willes  Wangs gaard 

Author  of  Singing  Hearts,  After  the  Blossoming,  Down   This 
Road,  Shape  of  Earth. 


Most  of  what  I  have  to  say  of 
poetry  will  incline  toward  the  tra- 
ditional, by  which  I  mean  that 
great  part  of  our  poetic  literature 
from  "Beowulf"  to  Robert  Frost's 
"Death  of  the  Hired  Man,"  in 
which  the  reader  identified  him- 
self or  herself  with  the  characters, 
understood  the  ideals  by  which 
they  lived  and  for  which  they 
died,  and,  knowing  them,  cast  a 
light  on  the  reader's  own  prob- 
lems and  purposes.  From  gen- 
eration to  generation  through 
centuries,  these  poems  have  shed 
their  influence  on  the  growth  of 
civilization  as  we  know  it. 

No  one  has  so  far  created  a 
satisfactory  answer  to  the  ques- 
tion: What  is  a  poem?  We  can 
only  open  little  doors.  Poems  re- 
semble apples.  They  are  of  in- 
finite variety,  from  the  pretty  but 
pulpless  rose  pip  to  the  luscious 
Golden  Delicious.  A  poem  must 
be  attractive  in  form  to  entice 
the  reader,  have  meat  you  can 
sink  your  mental  teeth  into,  a 
flavor  that  delights,  excites,  and 
satisfies,  a  core  of  wisdom,  and 
seeds  to  project  into  other  hearts 
and,  perhaps,  into  the  future. 
And,  like  the  tree,  a  poem  must 
have  a  reservoir  of  food  from 
which  to  draw  its  sustenance. 
Now,  how  do  you  fill  this  reser- 
voir? 


You  Learn 
Fundamentals 

FIRST  —  A  beginning  poet 
needs  a  good  rhyming  dictionary, 
for,  whether  or  not  she  ever  in- 
tends to  write  rhyming  verse,  she 
should  know  what  she  is  using 
or  rejecting  and  give  her  poetry 
a  chance  to  shape  its  own  form 
before  it  is  born.  Besides,  a  rhym- 
ing dictionary,  at  least  the  one 
you  will  buy  or  own,  begins  with 
a  chapter  which  explains  and  il- 
lustrates feet,  meter,  verse,  varia- 
tions, and  stanza  forms,  and  does 
it  interestingly  and  enjoyably. 
You  will  find  as  you  study  that 
you  have  already  picked  up  sub- 
consciously, through  reading, 
many  of  the  patterns  and  devices 
explained  here.  For  instance, 
everyone,  poet  or  layman,  is 
aware  of  meter  and  rhyme  to 
some  degree.  But  the  other 
phases  of  the  subject,  you  can 
study  and  learn  and  store  in  the 
reservoir  of  your  subconscious  so 
they  will  be  as  automatic  as  your 
grammar  and  English  usage. 

SECOND  —  Increase  your  vo- 
cabulary. A  good  Thesaurus 
helps  here.  It  groups  words  and 
phrases  on  specific  subjects  and 
presents  them  alphabetically, 
words  that  convey  kindness,  for 
instance,  classifying  them  as  to 
nouns,  verbs,  adjectives,  and  ad- 


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verbs,  and  including  phrases  as 
well  as  words. 

A  good  vocabulary  includes  the 
knowledge  of  the  different  mean- 
ings of  a  word.  Merriam-Web- 
ster's  Unabridged  lists  at  least 
thirteen  different  meanings  for 
the  word  take.  You  should  study, 
at  the  same  time,  the  values  in 
letters  and  their  play  on  the 
emotions.  There  are  liquid 
sounds  like  /  and  r,  sibilants  like 
s,  dentals  like  d  and  t.  Live  with 
them,  roll  them  around  on  your 
tongue,  feel  them,  so  that  when 
you  need  them  they  cluster 
around  a  thought  as  iron  filings 
collect  on  a  magnet. 

THIRD  —  Be  natural  Write 
in  the  language  of  today  as  you 
speak,  not  in  the  vintage  of  an 
older  day  when  words  like  o'er 
and  e'er  were  in  common  usage 
and  so  are  found  in  poetry  also. 
Above  all,  let  your  language  be 
sincere  and  natural,  not  neces- 
sarily conscious  of  being  written. 

FOURTH  —  Read,  read,  and 
read.  Especially  read  history,  ge- 
ography, the  classics,  and  the 
Bible.  Familiarize  yourself  with 
the  general  sciences  —  botany, 
geology,  ornithology,  and  with 
philosophies  and  doctrines.  From 
these  spring  your  future  allusions 
and  images,  and  knowledge  deep- 
ens your  thinking  and  enhances 
your  expression. 

FIFTH  —  Be  aware.  Make 
friends  with  all  the  living  things 
about  you.  Know  the  shape  of  a 
leaf,  its  feel  and  texture;  know 
the  grasses,  the  bark  of  trees.  Be 
aware  of  color  in  everything,  pet- 
als, sky,  old  wood,  rushes  and 
reeds,  earth  and  sea,  everywhere. 
Become  acutely  aware  of  sounds 
and  forms.  Increase  your  inter- 
est and  wonder.     And  store  all 


this  as  naturally  as  your  body  ac- 
cepts its  food. 

SIXTH  —  Write.  Try  out  vari- 
ous meters,  verse  and  stanza 
forms.  Try  out  your  thoughts. 
Let  them  flow.  Criticize  your 
technique  afterward,  but  do  not 
let  it  impede  the  flow. 

SEVENTH  —  and  perhaps 
most  important  —  Find  the  inner 
you.  Let  your  thoughts  sink  in- 
to "the  beyond"  where  you,  and 
only  you,  dwell,  so  that  the  flavor 
of  you  is  a  part  of  every  poem 
you  write,  not  what  you  have 
been  taught,  or  have  read  or 
heard,  but  really  you.  The  savor 
of  your  experiences,  your  inter- 
pretations, incidents  seen  through 
your  eyes,  and  your  appreciation 
of  your  world,  must  enrich  your 
poem. 

An     Illiicf-i'O'l-irkrt 

Let  us  illustrate  the  birth  of  a 
minor  poem.  Let  us  say,  "Today 
has  been  a  golden  day."  We  have 
the  beginning  of  a  lyric,  a  four- 
footed  iambic  line.  Now  partic- 
ularize, and  the  poem  grows. 
What  was  golden  about  this  day? 
"A  lark  sent  up  a  trill,  and  notes 
like  golden  music  rolled  back 
down  the  sky's  blue  hill."  Now 
we  have  the  color  blue  contrast- 
ing with  the  goldenness  of  sound 
and  emphasizing  it.  What  else? 
"Two  finches  shunted  nuggets 
back  and  forth  from  throat  to 
throat,  and  birch  lace  sifted  sun- 
light fine  to  gild  a  warbler's  coat." 
Now  we  h^ve  enriched  the  vocab- 
ulary of  gold  with  nugget  and 
gild,  and  the  words  shunted  and 
sifted  which  are  more  effective 
than  adjectives  in  describing 
what  is  happening.  Wings  and 
movement  have  entered  the  pic- 
ture.    Sunlight  is  there  with  its 


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hint  of  goldenness.  The  warbler's 
coat  is  yellow  and  a  memory  is 
stirred  of  its  capability  of  golden 
song.  "My  baby  played  with 
golden  blocks,  with  gold  dust  in 
his  hair,  while  I  washed  plates  in 
gleaming  suds,  for  gold  was 
everywhere."  Now  we  move  in- 
side and  see  the  speaker  washing 
dishes  and  looking  out  the  win- 
dow with  her  baby  sitting  in  the 


cone  of  sunlight  streaming 
through  the  panes,  gilding  his 
hair  and  the  blocks.  She  is  so 
happy  that  even  the  suds  are 
gleaming.  Then  we  conclude  by 
tying  back  to  the  opening  line 
which  set  the  theme.  "Today  has 
been  a  golden  day.  Did  you  not 
find  it  such?  Was  it  the  wind 
or  just  my  heart  that  had  the 
Midas  touch?" 


REFERENCES 

Hamilton,  Anne:  Seven  Principles  of  Poetry 

Hillyer,  Robert:   First  Principles  of  Verse 

(Published  by  The  Writer,  Inc.,  8  Arlington  Street,  Boston,   Mass.) 

Holmes,  John:    Writing  Poetry 

Wood,  Clement:   Unabridged  Rhyming  Dictionary 

(The  World  PubHshing  Company,  2231  West  10th  Street,  Cincinnati,  Ohio) 

Rogets  Thesaurus  of  the  English  Language 

(Garden  City  Publishing  Company,  Garden  City,  New   York) 


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Spring  Lambs 

Vesta  N.  Fairbairn 

Peaceful,  the  deep-wooled  sheep 
In  lush,  green  grasses  keep 
Their  lively  lambs,  new-born, 
And  huddled  in  the  buckthorn 
The  gray,  half-buried  rocks 
Are  sleeping  hillside  flocks, 
While  soft  as  wool,  and  white 
As  fleece  the  blown  clouds  might 
Be  spring  lambs  browsing  high 
Blue  pastures  of  the  sky. 


333 


Adjustment 


Alice  GubJer  Sabin 


Uason,"  Salley  spoke  softly.  Jason 
did  not  answer.  He  was  reading  the 
evening  paper.  ''J^^^n,  honey,"  she 
said.  His  foot  twitched  a  bit.  That 
was  all  the  response  she  got.  "Any- 
body home?"  she  asked,  and  then 
added,  "obviously  not."  She  put 
the  magazine  down  that  she  had 
been  reading  and  went  over  beside 
him.  Ruffling  his  hair,  she  said, 
"Hi,  Jason!  Remember  me?  Fm 
your  wife  Salley." 

Jason  stirred  and  made  a  gruff 
little  sound.  She  knew  she  had 
almost  got  through  to  him.  Some- 
times he  was  the  deafest  and  dumb- 
est person  on  earth.  She  glanced  at 
the  paper  he  was  reading.  No  won- 
der! He  was  intent  on  the  sports 
section.  She  was  no  competition 
for  the  basketball  scores.  With  resig- 
nation, she  retrieved  her  magazine 
and  curled  up  on  the  sofa. 

Ten  minutes  later  he  let  his  paper 
fall  to  the  floor.  "Did  you  say 
something,  Salley?"  he  asked. 

Salley  did  not  raise  her  eyes  from 
the  magazine.    Silently  she  went  on 


reading.  He  stretched  his  long  arms 
and  legs  luxuriously,  and  then  extri- 
cated himself  from  his  deep  chair. 
"I  declare  I  heard  someone  speak. 
Have  you  any  idea  who  it  was?"  He 
stood  looking  down  at  her.  She 
turned  a  page  of  her  magazine  and 
continued  reading.  He  ran  his 
fingers  through  her  shiny  curls, 
tumbling  them.  "Hi,  Salley,  remem- 
ber me?  Fm  your  husband  Jason." 
She  went  on  reading.  He  pushed 
back  a  curl  and  kissed  her  on  the 
tip  of  one  ear. 

"Oh,  Jason,"  she  said,  "you're  im- 
possible. It  was  hours  ago  when  I 
spoke  to  you.  I  have  forgotten 
what  I  wanted  to  say." 

"But,  honey,"  he  protested,  "I 
couldn't  hear  you.  You  see,  I  was 
reading." 

"Oh!"  she  said  with  exasperation. 
"Honestly!  Tliere  isn't  another 
man  like  you  in  all  the  world!  I 
ask  you  a  question  one  day,  and  you 
do  not  hear  me  until  the  next  and 
then  you  answer  me.  By  that  time 
Fve  forgotten  what  I  asked  you." 


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He  grinned.  'That,  my  dear,  is 
one  of  the  remarkable  things  about 
your  husband.  My  mind  is  equipped 
with  a  delayed  action  device.  Lots  of 
trouble  is  averted  that  way." 

Now  he  was  teasing  her.  This  was 
probably  the  wrong  time  to  ap- 
proach him  with  the  subject  she  had 
wanted  to  mention. 

He  smiled  at  her.  What  a  little 
pixie  she  was.  A  petite  little  pixie 
with  a  snip  nose.  He  sat  down  be- 
side her.  "I'm  sorry,"  he  said.  ''Tell 
me  please  what  it  was  you  wanted." 

"I  really  did  want  to  talk  to  you," 
she  said.  "We've  been  married  for 
almost  three  months.  Don't  you 
think  it's  time  that  we  sat  down  and 
had  an  —  an  interview?" 

"A  what?"  Jason's  voice  went  up 
to  a  peak. 

"An  interview.  You  know  —  like 
employers  and  employees  do  when 
they've  been  together  for  a  certain 
period  of  time." 

He  blinked  and  made  as  if  to 
speak  but  uttered  no  sound. 

"There's  nothing  queer  about 
that,"  she  explained.  "I  read  all 
about  it  right  here  in  this  maga- 
zine. 'How  to  Make  Your  Marriage 
Work,'  by  Dr.  Snodgras."  She  was 
very  matter  of  fact. 

"Isn't  our  marriage  working?"  he 
asked. 

"Of  course  it  is,  silly,  but  Dr. 
Snodgras  says  this  is  supposed  to  be 
our  adjustment  period.  He  says  that 
both  of  us  do  lots  of  little  things 
that  irritate  each  other,  and  we 
should  talk  it  out  and  then  it  won't 
irritate  us  anv  more." 

"Oh,  I  see,"  he  said  indulgently. 
"Seems  as  if  I  read  something  like 
that  in  a  book  once." 

"You  did?"  Her  enthusiasm  rose. 
"Then  you'll  understand  all  about 
it.    Tell  me  what  you  remember." 

"Let  me  see."     He  wrinkled  his 


brow.  "I  believe  it  said  there  are 
many  adjustments  to  make  in  mar- 
riage —  and  —  oh,  yes.  I  remem- 
ber now.  It  said  the  wives  are  the 
ones  to  do  the  adjusting.  Wives 
are  usualy  younger  than  husbands, 
and  sometimes  smaller,  and  natural- 
ly more  pliable.  A  husband  can't 
change.  He  is  big  and  burly  and 
set  up  like  hard  clay  by  the  time  he 
gets  married.  I  think  that's  what 
the  book  said." 

"You  must  have  read  the  wrong 
book.  I  guess  the  interview  idea  is 
not  so  good  after  all." 

"Quite  the  contrary.  I  think  it's 
a  fine  idea.     When  do  we  begin?" 

"Are  you  sure  you're  interested?" 
she  asked. 

"Of  course." 

"Well  .  .  ."  she  said  reluctantly. 
"I  have  made  a  few  notes." 

"On  how  to  conduct  an  inter- 
view?" 

She  blushed.  "No.  On  things  that 
I  should  point  out  to  you." 

"I  see.  You  mean  notes  on  the 
things  I  do  that  irritate  you."  He 
pretended  to  be  wounded. 

"Honey,"  she  said  apologetically, 
"there's  almost  nothing  wrong  with 
you.  Remember,  we  aren't  discuss 
ing  big  things  —  like  money.  I 
won't  even  mention  the  time  Jan 
asked  me  to  go  shopping  with  her 
and  you  gave  me  five  dollars  and 
told  me  not  to  go  hog  wild  on  it 
and  Jan  said,  'That's  ridiculous.  No 
one  can  go  hog  wild  with  only  five 
dollars.'  Dr.  Snodgras  says  big 
things  seldom  undermine  a  marriage, 
because  people  always  correct  them. 
It's  the  little  things  that  do  it,  like 
tapping  a  pencil  against  your  teeth 
all  the  time  when  you're  trying  to 
think.  Little  things  can  be  terribly 
distracting  you  know." 

"I  see.  And  we  must  be  broad- 
minded     and     understanding     and 


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practical   about   the   whole   discus- 


sion. 


'That's  exactly  what  Dr.  Snod- 
gras  said.  Jason,  you're  wonderful. 
This  is  going  to  be  great.  Here  is 
a  pad  and  pencil  for  you.  As  I  go 
over  the  pointers  I  have  here,  fhings 
will  come  to  your  mind  to  jot  down 
about  me.  Feel  free  to  interrupt 
anytime.  You  may  want  to  justify 
yourself  you  know." 

'I'm  anxious  for  you  to  begin." 

"You  promise  me  you  won't  be 
hurt?"  she  asked  anxiously. 

''Not  at  all.  I  shall  remind  my- 
self that  it  is  all  in  the  interest  of 
family  solidarity."  He  flashed  her  a 
smile. 

"You  almost  disarm  me  when  you 
smile  at  me  like  that.  I  am  trying 
to  be  ver}^  objective.  Now,  first  on 
my  list  I  have  —  honestly,  Jason, 
I'm  not  so  sure  I  like  this  idea." 

"It's  great!  I  insist  that  you  pro- 
ceed. I  can  hardly  wait  my  turn," 
he  said  heartily. 

"Really?  Well  then  I  shall  begin. 
Let  me  see.  .  .  ."  She  studied  her 
notes.  "First  of  all  —  your  shoes. 
It  always  bothers  me  where  you  take 
them  off  at  nights,  because  in  the 
dark  I  stumble  over  them.  And 
speaking  of  stumbling  in  the  dark 
—  I  wouldn't  have  to  do  it  if  I 
could  just  wake  you.  Like  the  other 
night.  There  were  some  cats  yowl- 
ing by  our  window.  I  couldn't 
wake  you,  so  I  had  to  scare  them 
away  myself.  Jason,  do  you  think 
you  could  sleep  just  a  little  lighter?" 

"I  shall  try,"  he  said  obediently 
"But,  really,  Salley,  you  should  turn 
on  your  lamp  if  you're  going  to 
prowl  in  the  night." 

"I'm  afraid  I  might  wake  you  if 
I  turn  on  my  light." 

"That's  what  I  love  about  you, 
my  dear."  He  grinned.  "You  are 
so  consistent." 


"About  your  eating  habits,"  she 
continued.  "I  really  don't  mind  if 
you  want  your  toast  so  brown  I 
almost  have  to  burn  it,  or  your  egg 
so  raw  that  I  have  to  look  the  other 
way  while  you  eat  it,  and  that  you 
sugar  your  tomatoes  and  salt  your 
melons.  I  guess  I  can  get  used  to 
that,  but  it  did  bother  me  when 
you  said  my  angel  cake  was  like 
trying  to  eat  fog  and  you  scrunched 
a  piece  of  it  into  a  little  wad  be- 
cause you  said  a  man  needed  some- 
thing to  sink  his  teeth  in." 

Jason  had  been  speedily  jotting 
down  notes.     He  looked  up. 

"I  apologized  about  your  cake, 
dear.  Yours  is  the  lightest  in  the 
world.  I  shouldn't  have  teased 
you." 

"I  forgive  you.  But  couldn't  you 
try  not  to  be  so  hungry  when  you 
come  home  and  I  don't  have  dinner 
ready?  And  couldn't  you  come 
home  promptly  on  the  days  I  do 
have  it  ready  instead  of  keeping  me 
waiting?" 

He  was  taking  notes  again. 

"You  are  writing  an  awfully  lot. 
Can  you  listen  and  write  too?" 

"I  haven't  missed  a  word.  Finish 
your  list.  I'm  getting  anxious  for 
my  turn." 

She  was  losing  interest  in  her  own 
list,  his  looked  so  ominous.  But  she 
must  finish  what  she  had  started. 
"I  have  a  note  here  to  remind  you 
not  to  squeeze  the  toothpaste  tube 
in  the  middle,  and  for  you  to  please 
not  hang  your  soiled  shirts  back  in 
your  closet,  and  when  you  wipe 
dishes,  would  you  please  put  the 
forks  in  with  the  forks  and  not  with 
the  spoons  —  sorry.  I  meant  to 
cross  that  one  out.  It's  nice  of  you 
to  wipe  the  dishes.  And  couldn't 
you  change  your  attitude  about 
women  drivers?  Every  time  you  see 
a  car  parked  wrong  you  say  some 


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woman  did  it.  Well,  I  watched  the 
other  day  to  see  who  drove  off 
in  the  car  that  straddled  two  parking 
spaces  in  the  market  parking  lot.  It 
was  a  fat  man." 

Jason  had  filled  the  second  page 
on  his  pad.  Salley  stopped  and 
looked  at  him.  "I  don't  believe  I 
had  better  finish  my  list  now/'  she 
said,  ''it  would  be  nice  for  you  to 
have  a  turn." 

He  sat  thoughtfully  studying  his 
notes. 

"Will  you  please  go  ahead?"  she 
said.  She  glanced  at  the  magazine 
lying  on  the  stand.  In  bold  red  let- 
ters on  its  shiny  cover  the  title  of 
the  feature  article  by  Dr.  Snodgras 
glared  at  her.  Actually,  she  had 
been  riding  on  a  pink  cloud  ever 
since  she  had  married  Jason.  She 
had  been  wonderfully  happy,  until 
something  she  read  in  that  article 
punctured  a  few  holes  in  her  cloud. 

Jason    looked    up    from    his   list. 


Now  he  was  going  to  deliver  the 
load.  She  felt  miserable.  She 
wished  she  had  torn  up  her  list. 
There  really  wasn't  one  item  of  im- 
portance upon  it.  Tlie  number  one 
item  on  his  list  would  be  that  she 
talked  too  much.  He  regarded  her 
silently.  "Go  on,  Jason,  please,"  she 
said  in  a  small  voice. 

She  arose.  As  she  did  so  she 
brushed  against  the  magazine  and  it 
fell  to  the  floor.  Jason  came  over 
to  her  and  put  a  big  firm  hand  on 
each  of  her  shoulders.  He  regarded 
her  tenderly. 

"I  have  been  writing  a  list  of  all 
of  the  things  I  adore  about  you," 
he  said.  "Honey,  I  wouldn't  change 
a  hair  of  your  head.  You  are  per- 
fect just  as  you  are." 

Frustrated  and  repentant,  she 
ground  her  heel  into  the  magazine 
on  the  floor.  She  buried  her  face 
against  him  to  hide  the  hot  tears. 
With  a  merry  chuckle  he  kissed  her. 


My  Neighbor 

Evelyn   Fjeldsted 

I  miss  my  friendly  neighbor — 

The  little  children,  too, 

I  miss  her  kindly  interest 

And  all  the  things  we  used  to  do. 

It  is  good  to  have  a  neighbor. 

Who  calls  in  frequently, 

Who  comes  in  time  of  trouble, 

And  stands  by  willingly. 

Could  I  but  choose  my  neighbors 

And  keep  them  ever  near, 

I  would  send  for  you  this  evening. 

Because  we  miss  you  here. 


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Don  Kninht 


Valley  Sky... at  Sunrise 

Pearle  M.  Olsen 

How  loosely  combed  are  tendrilled  waves  of  wool 
Which  hang  ice-white  in  the  blue  of  western  sky. 
In  quivering  forms  they  float,  then  play  and  pull  - 
And  gently  scatter  as  the  creeping  dye 
From  eastern  sun  intensifies  the  full 
Warm  tints  of  pink  on  spreading,  climbing  high 
Fleeced  curls.     Then  suddenly  the  colorful 
Clear  spectrum  hues  come  rushing  and  defy 
The  usual  chroma,  as  the  tumbling  wool 
Becomes  a  flaming  heaven  color  cry! 


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Do  you  have  time  on  your  hands? 
Are  you  feeling  discouraged  by 
the  monotony  of  doing  the  same 
routine  things  every  day?  Are  you 
a  young  homemaker  with  energy 
to  spare?  Have  you  been  retired 
from  your  job  or  position,  and  do 
you  feel  that  your  life  is  ended, 
and  any  creative  ability  you  ever 
had  is  dying  within  you?  Have 
your  children  grown  up  and  es- 
tablished homes  of  their  own?  If 
your  answer  is  yes  to  any  one  of 
these  questions,  then  you  need 
a  challenging,  exciting  hobby  that 
will  last  a  lifetime.  May  I  suggest 
that  the  study  of  art  appreciation 
and  painting  may  be  one  answer 
to  your  problem.  Now  don't  say 
no  until  you  have  thought  about 
the  possibilities. 

A  Good   Beginning 

Let's  begin  simply  by  seeing 
the  beauty  around  us  —  perhaps 
as  an  artist  would  see  it.  Look 
at  the  changing  patterns  of  the 
clouds,  the  soft  tints  or  flaming 
glow  of  a  sunset  on  them;  feel 
the  softening  rays  of  the  moon; 
behold  the  majesty  of  snow- 
covered  mountains;  see  the  long 
shadows  and  hear  the  whisper- 
ing leaves  in  the  depths  of  the 
woods;  become  aware  of  the  mo- 
tion of  a  field  of  golden  grain  as 
the  wind  sweeps  over  it  in  waves. 


as  a  Hobby 

Myrtle   E.    Henderson,   M.A. 

Former  Head,  Speech 

Department,  Dixie  College 


If  we  see  things  in  this  way,  we 
are  using  as  many  of  our  five 
senses  as  possible,  and,  like  the 
artist,  we  will  see  more  beauty 
than  we  had  dreamed  there  was 
around  us. 

The  Art  of   Appreciation 

Another  helpful  and  enlighten- 
ing step  in  our  adventure  into 
art  is  to  learn  to  understand  and 
appreciate  paintings.  Find  out 
what  has  gone  into  them,  what 
are  their  values,  and  what  makes 
them  good  or  poor.  Let's  see  what 
an  artist  has  said  about  pictures. 
One  critic  suggests  that  pictures 
make  their  appeal  to  individuals 
through  their  beauty  of  line,  the 
quality  of  their  color,  or  through 
the  interest  in  their  patterns.  We 
can  learn  to  appreciate  line, 
color,  and  pattern  for  their  own 
sake,  and  then  a  picture  does  not 
need  to  tell  a  story.  Art  appeals 
to  the  sight  as  well  as  to  the 
imagination.  Paintings  may  be 
an  interpretation  rather  than  a 
photographic  representation  of 
the  subject.  Leave  the  exact  de- 
tails to  the  camera. 

Design  in  Paintings 

My  art  teacher  said  often  that 
pictures  should  not  be  "too 
busy,"  meaning  there  should  not 
be  too  many  points  of  interest  or 


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too  many  objects.  Look  for  sim- 
plicity of  design.  There  should  be 
a  focal  point  —  a  way  to  get 
"into"  a  picture.  For  example,  in 
a  landscape,  let  the  eye  follow 
down  a  road,  or  a  stream,  or  the 
sun  path  on  a  lake,  or,  maybe, 
down  a  street  or  a  path  in  the 
woods.  Beautiful  shape  and  color 
can  claim  artistic  value,  but  they 
should  not  be  spoiled  by  being 
too  ornate.  Overdecoration  in 
anything  reflects  lack  of  taste 
and  discrimination  —  in  a  home 
as  well  as  in  pictures. 

Rhythm  and  Movement 

In  evaluating  a  painting,  an 
artist  will  be  aware  of  the  quali- 
ties of  rhythm  and  movement  in 
the  picture  and  will  feel  the  tex- 
ture of  different  objects.  Now 
perhaps  you  are  thinking,  "Tex- 
ture and  movement,  and  color 
and  shadow  I  can  understand, 
but  what  about  rhythm?  Artists 
tell  us  that  rhythm  is  the  quality 
of  flowing  lines,  of  lovely  curves 
and  shapes  that  answer  and  com- 
plement each  other.  The  changing 
shape  of  clouds  makes  a  kind  of 
rhythm,  flowers  have  different 
rhythms,  as  the  daisy  has  a  cir- 
cular rhythm,  the  blades  of  grass 
growing  together  have  an  up- 
reaching  rhythm.  So,  in  drawing 
flowers,  the  leaves  and  main  line 
of  growth  must  repeat  each  other 
in  pattern,  and  the  pattern  should 
be  accentuated  in  the  drawing. 

Arrangement  of   Objects 

When  an  artist  looks  at  a 
painting  or  a  landscape  to  paint, 
he  is  attracted  not  only  by  ob- 
jects, but  by  the  arrangement 
of  what  he  sees.  Objects  are 
grouped  together  to  form  a  par- 
ticular landscape,  as  trees,  fields. 


and  rocks.  He  sees  also  an  ar- 
rangement of  qualities  in  color 
and  line.  He  sees  objects  in  re- 
lation to  their  background  and 
surroundings.  He  sees  the  green 
of  the  trees  in  relation  to  the 
green  or  blue  or  purple  of  the  dis- 
tant hills.  He  sees  the  vertical 
lines  of  the  trunks  of  the  trees 
in  relation  to  the  horizontal  lines 
of  the  lake  shore  or  the  horizon. 
All  this  beauty  reaches  out  to 
him,  and  he  feels  it  and  wants 
to  express  it  on  his  canvas. 

Painting  Is  a  Natural  Impulse 

Perhaps,  if  we  learn  to  see 
things  as  the  artist  sees  them, 
and  to  understand  art,  we,  too, 
may  have  the  urge  to  paint  what 
we  see.  Do  I  hear  you  say,  "Oh, 
I  could  never  paint  a  picture!" 
How  do  you  know?  Have  you 
ever  tried?  One  of  the  greatest 
teachers  of  drawing  in  America, 
said  that  the  impulse  to  draw  is 
as  natural  as  the  impulse  to  talk. 
We  learn  to  talk  by  simple  words 
and  sounds  at  first,  and  by  much 
repetition,  and  we  can  learn  to 
draw  and  paint  in  the  same  way. 
True,  few  of  us  may  become  great 
artists,  but  just  beginning  to 
paint  can  be  a  rewarding  ex- 
perience, and  a  world  of  pleasure 
can  be  derived  from  it.  Don't 
worry  if,  for  the  first  few  months, 
your  drawing  doesn't  resemble 
anything  called  art.  It  has  been 
said  that  the  sooner  you  make 
your  first  five  thousand  mistakes, 
the  sooner  you  can  correct  them. 

I  know  a  woman  who  did  not 
even  try  to  paint  until  she  was 
forty  years  of  age.  Her  mother's 
poor  health  made  it  necessary  for 
her  to  give  up  her  office  work 
and  stay  home  to  take  care  of 
her.    She    needed   something    to 


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take  up  her  spare  time.  At  the 
suggestion  of  her  neighbor,  who 
was  a  good  amateur  artist,  she 
tried  painting.  She  had  no  train- 
ing in  art,  but  now,  after  five 
years,  she  does  some  beautiful 
work,  and  is  hoping  to  make  a 
business  of  it.  People  bring  her 
colored  snapshots  of  scenes  they 
have  photographed  on  their  vaca- 
tions, or  pictures  from  other 
sources,  and  she  reproduces  them 
in  oils.  She  takes  orders  for  paint- 
ings in  certain  shades  and  col- 
ors to  blend  into  the  colors  of 
the  room  for  which  they  are  in- 
tended. One  of  the  greatest  joys 
this  woman  has,  since  her  mother 
has  passed  away,  is  to  take  her 
paints  and  go  out  into  the  hills 
and  paint  from  nature. 

You  say  you  are  too  old  to 
learn  to  paint?  Haven't  you  heard 
of  Grandma  Moses,  who  began 
to  paint  when  she  was  nearly 
eighty?  Grandma  Moses  started 
working  pictures  in  worsted. 
After  she  was  afflicted  with  ar- 
thritis in  her  hands,  it  was  difficult 
for  her  to  hold  the  needle.  Her 
sister  suggested  that  she  try 
painting,  since  it  might  be  easier 
to  hold  the  brushes.  So  she  began 
to  paint.  She  thought  painting 
was  a  very  pleasant  hobby,  if  one 
did  not  have  to  hurry.  In  her 
autobiography,  she  tells  how  she 
began  to  paint  a  picture.  She  se- 
cured the  frame,  then  sawed 
masonite  board  to  fit  the  frame. 


Then  she  went  over  the  board 
with  linseed  oil,  and  then  with 
three  coats  of  flat  paint.  She 
used  masonite  because  it  would 
last  longer  than  canvas. 

Materials 

How  to  get  materials  may  be 
a  problem  to  you.  Let  me  suggest 
that  there  are  many  excellent 
water  color  sets  that  are  inex- 
pensive. A  box  of  eight  colors  and 
one  brush  can  be  purchased  for 
one  dollar,  or  a  box  of  sixteen 
colors  and  one  brush,  for  two 
dollars.  The  same  colors  come  in 
tubes  in  boxes  containing  dif- 
ferent numbers  of  tubes  and  two 
brushes.  These  are  very  good 
colors,  but  are  a  little  more  ex- 
pensive. Drawing  pads  will  need 
to  be  purchased  with  the  paints. 
Oil  paints  can  be  purchased  in 
tubes  separately  or  in  complete 
kits.  With  the  oil  painting  one 
will  need  oil  cups,  spatula,  pal- 
lette,  and,  at  least  three  different 
sizes  of  brushes.  The  canvas  may 
be  obtained  in  a  roll  or  on  boards. 

We  may  never  paint  master- 
pieces, but  we  can  enter  the  mar- 
velous creative  world  of  form  and 
rhythm,  pattern,  and  texture  and 
color.  We  can  reach  out  and  select 
and  use  and  retain,  against  time, 
the  evanescent  beauty  in  the 
landscape  of  our  days.  We  can 
enlarge  our  vision  and  our  ap- 
preciation of  the  magnificent  uni- 
verse. 


Today  is  here.    It  is  new,  it  is  NOW.    Forget  yesterday,  which  is  gone.    Use 
Today  as  best  you  can.  You  are  sure  of  it,  and  nothing  more.  Begin  here  and  now. 

— Zara  Sabin 


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BSAMFS 

and  Beanie 


Shirley  Thulin 


Margaret  looked  out  at  the  day. 
It  was  a  good  day,  the  sun  was 
noon  high  and  the  blue  sky 
nestled  a  few  puffy  clouds.  It  was 
as  good  a  time  as  any  to  teU 
Gramps  about  the  place  they  had 
found  for  him.  When  she  had 
tried  to  tell  him  last  week  it  was 
raining.  The  night  was  fretful  and 
she  hadn't  been  able  to  say  the 
words. 

Dear  Gramps,  she  thought. 
He's  so  special.  And  as  always 
when  she  thought  of  her  grand- 
father, he  became  more  than  a 
beloved  relative,  he  somehow  was 
tangled  with  other  memories  of 
the  past.  Things  like  corn-cob 
dolls  that  he  so  often  carved  for 
her,  and  long  slow  walks  while  he 
turned  the  irrigation  water  into 
their  ditch,  and  stories  .  .  .  the 
wonderful  stories.   But  she  had 


finally  decided  Jim  was  right. 
Gramps  was  getting  to  be  a  hand- 
ful. It  wasn't  so  bad  when  Grand- 
mother was  still  with  them.  She 
could  manage  him,  but,  lately, 
he  had  become  childish,  and  so 
much  work  and  worry.  And 
now  with  the  new  baby  on  the 
way  .... 

Margaret  pulled  the  last  dish 
from  the  pan  of  hot  rinse  water 
and  put  it  in  the  drainer.  Then 
she  wiped  her  hands  on  her  apron 
and  reached  behind  to  untie  the 
bow.  As  she  went  out  the  front 
door  to  find  Gramps,  she  heard 
Michael  giggle.  Michael  will  miss 
him  so,  she  thought,  I  wish  Jim 
hadn't  .... 

"Hi,  you  two,  what's  going  on?" 
"Hi,  Mommy,  come  play  froggy 
with    us.    Gramps    plays    froggy 
funny." 


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Margaret  quickly  looked  about 
her.  The  houses  on  the  street 
were  close  together,  and  neigh- 
bors were  not  always  understand- 
ing. She  started  to  scold,  the 
words  were  high  in  her  throat, 
but  she  knew  if  she  began  with  a 
reprimand,  she  wouldn't  be  able 
to  tell  him. 

"Michael."  she  said,  "Go  in 
and  get  ready  for  your  nap.  I'll 
be  in  in  a  minute." 

"I  don't  want  a  nap.  Mom.  We 
aren't  through  playing." 

"You  look  a  little  pale,  dear. 
Do  you  feel  all  right?" 

"Feel  fine.  Mom." 

"You  go  take  your  nap.  Beanie. 
Your  mother  wants  to  talk  to  me. 
We'll  play  after,"  Gramps  said. 

"Oh,  Gramps  .  .  .  ."  Margaret 
waited  until  Michael  was  gone 
and  then  the  words  began  to 
tumble  out,  all  in  the  wrong  di- 
rection. "We  love  you,  we  really 
do,  but " 

"I  know,  honey,  I  know." 

"No,  you  don't  ....  I  mean, 
you  really  don't  understand." 

"I  know  an  old  fellow  like  me 
.  .  .  ."  His  voice  trailed  off,  and 
his  eyes  squinted  as  he  looked 
towards  the  mountains.  "We  all 
got  to  be  put  out  to  pasture  some 
time  or  other." 

"It  isn't  like  that  .  .  .  ."  but 
Margaret  couldn't  tell  him  what 
it  was.  She  couldn't  even  tell  her- 
self. She  knew  it  was  a  combina- 
tion of  the  way  he  played  so 
childishly  with  Michael,  the  way 
he  refused  to  eat  what  she  fixed, 
spurning  other  nourishing  food  for 
bread  and  milk,  and  he  was  such 
a  worry.  Always  going  for  walks 
and  coming  home  when  he  felt 
like  it  ...  .  And  if  he  only 
wouldn't  call  Mike  Beanie  .... 


You  found  a  place?"  Gramps 
didn't  look  at  her. 

"Yes,  we  found  a  place.  It's 
.  .  .  ."  She  was  going  to  tell  him 
it  was  a  nice  place.  And  it  really 
was,  but  she  knew  what  many 
elderly  persons  thought  of  rest 
homes. 

"Is  it  very  far  away?"  Gramps 
looked  at  her  then,  and,  sudden- 
ly, he  seemed  awfully  tired.  His 
eyes  were  searching  hers. 

"No.  Not  really  very  far  .  .  .  ." 

"When?"  Just  one  word,  but 
it  had  been  spoken  as  though  it 
took  all  the  strength  he  had  left. 

"Not  for  awhile,"  and  as  she 
told  him  this,  she  was  ashamed 
of  her  lack  of  courage.  Why 
hadn't  she  told  him  his  room 
would  be  ready  Monday?  Mon- 
day .  .  .  just  four  days  away. 

"Does  Beanie  know?" 

"No." 

"Then  let  me  tell  him,"  and 
Gramps  turned  slowly  and  went 
down  the  walk.  Margaret  didn't 
call  after  him  to  remind  him  to 
be  back  soon  .  .  .  she  was  too 
much  aware  of  the  sudden  slump 
of  his  shoulders.  Besides,  she 
knew  it  wouldn't  do  any  good, 
it  never  had. 

That  night  when  Jim  came 
home  it  was  a  relief  to  be  able 
to  tell  him  that  she  had  talked 
to  Gramps.  But  she  didn't  men- 
tion that  she  hadn't  told  him 
what  day. 

"How  did  he  take  it?" 

"Well,  he  was  quiet.  He  seemed 
to  guess  what  I  was  going  to  say 
before  I  began." 

"He's  probably  heard  us  talk- 
ing ..  .  ." 

"He'll  miss  Mike." 

"They're  good  to  the  old  people 
in  those  places." 


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''But  Gramps  isn't  just  old 
people.  He  .  .  .  he's  Gramps.  He's 
more  of  a  family  man  ....  Gram 
hasn't  been  gone  long.  Most  of 
those  old  men  haven't  had  any- 
one for  a  long  time  before  they 
J) 

"Now,  honey,  ^ou  said  you 
wouldn't  fret  anymore."  Jim  took 
her  in  his  arms  and  put  his  cheek 
on  hers.  "He'll  be  happy,  in  fact, 
he'll  be  happier,  he  won't  have 
you  to  nag  him."  and  Jim 
laughed,  but  Margaret  didn't. 
She  could  still  see  the  longing 
and  the  searching  in  the  old  man's 
eyes. 

"Besides,"  Jim  was  pacing  the 
kitchen,  "the  doctor  told  you  to 
take  it  a  bit  easy  this  time  .  .  .  ." 

"I  know  .  .  .  we've  been  over 
all  this  .  .  .  ." 

When  the  supper  table  was  set 
Margaret  was  suddenly  aware 
that  Michael  was  still  asleep. 

"That's  funny,"  she  told  Jim. 
"He  doesn't  usually  sleep  this 
long." 

"Worn  out,  I  guess.  Is  Gramps 
back  yet?" 

Margaret  sighed.  "No,  and  I 
don't  suppose  he  will  be  for 
awhile.  You  sit  down,  I'll  go 
wake  Mike.  What  time  does  your 
train  leave?" 

"Eight-twenty.  Will  you  bring 
me  my  shoe  horn?  I  think  it's  on 
Mike's  dresser.  I  don't  want  to 
forget  it  again.  Those  hotels  just 
don't  furnish  shoe  horns." 

Margaret  laughed.  It  was  no 
secret  that  her  husband  wasn't 
overly  fond  of  hotels.  He  didn't 
like  to  leave  his  home,  not  even 
when  it  meant  extra  money. 

For  a  moment  Margaret  stood 
looking  at  Michael,  then  she  sat 
on  the  edge  of  his  bed  and  put 
her  hand  on  his  forehead.  "Mike. 


Honey.  Wake  up,  it's  supper- 
time." 

The  child  stirred  and  said,  "All 
right,"  but  he  didn't  open  his 
ceyes.  Margaret  frowned  and  felt 
-his  head  again.  It  was  hot  and 
dry.  "Jim,  bring  me  the  ther- 
mometer. I  think  Mike  has  a 
fever." 

Mike  did  have  a  fever,  but  it 
was  slight. 

"Do  you  think  I  should  stay 
home?"  Jim  asked. 

"Oh,  I  don't  think  so.  If  it 
weren't  so  important  for  you  to 
be  there,  I'd  say  yes,  but  I  think 
he'll  be  all  right." 

"I  could  stay  tonight  and  fly 
out  in  the  morning." 

"Too  expensive.  I  think  it's 
just  his  tonsils  again.  I'll  take 
him  to  the  doctor  in  the  mom- 
ing." 


At  train  time  Gramps  wasn't 
back.  It  was  the  first  time  she 
hadn't  taken  Jim  to  the  station, 
but  she  couldn't  take  Mike  and 
she  couldn't  leave  him  alone. 
Somehow,  saying  goodbye  to  Jim 
on  the  front  step  left  her  in  a 
turmoil.  As  the  cab  pulled  away 
from  the  curb  she  thought  she 
saw  Gramps  coming  up  the  street, 
but  before  the  figure  got  to  their 
corner,  it  crossed  over,  so  she 
went  inside. 

The  house  was  so  silent  Mar- 
garet felt  a  sudden  weight  about 
her.  She  didn't  like  the  quiet. 
Michael  cried  once  and  she  went 
in  to  him,  but  he  was  asleep 
when  she  got  there.  She  felt  his 
head  again,  and  he  was  hotter. 
The  aspirin  had  not  checked  his 
fever. 

"Oh,  if  only  Gramps  were 
here."  Margaret  felt  surprised  to 


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be  wishing  for  him.  She  went  to 
get  the  thermometer  and  as  she 
did,  she  remembered  when 
Gramps  had  broken  their  former 
thermometer.  He's  clumsy,  she 
thought,  almost  like  a  child. 

The  little  silver  thread  had 
pushed  its  way  toward  the  103° 
mark.  It  frightened  Margaret,  for 
though  Mike  had  had  fevers  be- 
fore, he  had  never  had  one  this 
high.  She  went  to  the  phone  and 
dialed  Doctor  Jeff's  number.  It 
seemed  a  long  time  before  the 
answering  service  told  her  that 
the  doctor  was  out  of  town. 
"Would  you  like  me  to  call  some- 
one else?" 

Margaret  didn't  know  any 
other  doctor.  "No.  No,  I  think  it 
will  be  all  right."  Margaret  was 
suddenly  aware  that  the  front 
door  had  opened  and  closed. 

"Gramps.  Is  that  you?" 

"Yes." 

"Would  you  come  here,  please? 
Mike's  sick  and  I'm  shaky." 

"Sick?  What's  wrong?" 

"Oh,  I  think  it's  his  tonsils 
again,  but  his  fever's  high." 

"Well,  call  the  doctor." 

"For  goodness  sakes,  I  did." 
Margaret  was  aware  that  the 
tone  of  her  words  was  sharp. 
They  were  often  lately.  Gramps 
could  be  so  exasperating  some- 
times. "Will  you  get  me  some 
water?" 

"He  seemed  all  right  this  morn- 
ing ....  Where's  Jim?" 

"*Gone  to   Denver.   You  knew 

"Oh,  yes.  I  forgot.  Too  bad 
you  didn't  know  Beanie  was  sick 
before  he  went." 

"We  did  know." 

"You  knew?  How  come  he 
went?" 


"Because  he  had  to.  Here,  will 
you  please  help  me  lift  Mike  up?" 

"Mike  ....  son.  Do  you  want 
a  drink  of  water?" 

"I  never  left  town  when  one  of 
my  children  was  sick." 

"Oh,  Gramps.  Times  are  dif- 
ferent now.  He  can  get  back  in 
a  couple  of  hours  if  I  need  him. 
Mike,  honey,  here's  a  drink  of 
water." 

"Gramps,  hold  me  up."  Mike's 
voice  was  heavy. 

"Do  you  hurt  any  place,  dear?" 
Margaret  asked  him. 

"My  throat." 

"See?  His  tonsils."  Margaret 
sounded  almost  triumphant  in 
her  diagnosis. 

"I  fear  he's  got  the  virus 
throat.  The  boy  down  the  street 
had  it.  It's  real  bad.  Doc  worked 
with  him  for  days." 

"It's  only  his  tonsils  ....  Why 
don't  you  go  xin  and  get  ready? 
Your  dinner  is  in  the  oven." 

"I'll  just  have  a  bowl  of  bread 
and  milk  in  a  minute." 

Margaret  went  to  her  room 
when  Mike  had  settled  again. 
She  had  to  write  Bob  and  Helen, 
who,  she  knew,  would  be  upset 
with  her  for  putting  Gramps  in 
a  home.  But  it  was  easy  for  them 
to  talk.  They  had  large  families 
and  had  never  had  room  for  him 
for  more  than  a  week  at  a  time. 
They  didn't  know  how  childish 
he  had  become  and  seemed  to  be 
oblivious  to  the  amount  of  care 
he  needed.  Margaret  had  put  off 
writing  them  as  long  as  she 
dared,  but  she  must  get  at  it  to- 
night. She  had  planned  very  care- 
fully the  wording  of  the  letter. 
She  would  tell  them  that  for  his 
own  safety  he  should  be  where 
he  had   constant  watchcare.    He 


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also  should  have  a  better  diet, 
and  he  refused  to  eat  for  her.  She 
would  have  to  be  sure  to  tell  them 
how  he  went  for  long  walks  and 
worried  her  so.  And,  oh,  yes,  how 
lonesome  he  seemed  to  be.  She 
felt  sure  they  would  want  him  to 
be  where  there  were  friends  his 
own  age. 

Margaret  had  just  finished 
Helen's  letter  when  she  heard  a 
strange  muffled  sound  coming 
from  Mike's  room.  She  was  sur- 
prised to  see  Gramp  still  there, 
sitting  on  a  chair  in  the  dimness. 

"Was  Mike  crying?" 

^'No." 

"I  thought  I  heard  something." 

"When's  the  doctor  going  to 
get  here?  His  head's  awful  hot." 

"Doctor    Jeff's    out    of    town 

"Out  of  town?  But  you  said 
you'd  called  a  doctor." 

"I  did,  but  ....  Do  you  think 
I'd  better  call  someone  else?" 

"He's  sick,  Marg.  It's  not  his 
tonsils."  Gramps  had  an  air  of 
authority  about  him  now,  as  he 
had  when  he  was  the  head  of  a 
household.  "You  get  a  doctor 
right  away.  I've  sat  with  children 
a  lot,  and  I  know  when  they're 
sick." 

Margaret  looked  at  the  old  man, 
and  there  was  no  mistake  about 
the  trace  of  wetness  on  his 
wrinkled  cheek.  She  sat  on  the 
edge  of  the  bed  near  him  and  the 
tightness  in  her  throat  was  like 
a  wet  sponge  that  kept  swelling. 

"Marg  ...  I'm  sorry  I  can't 
remember  not  to  call  him  Beanie. 
He  looks  so  much  like  your 
father." 

"Oh,  Gramps  .  .  .  ." 

"And  just  now  .  .  .  Mike  looks 
so  little  and  sick,  just  like  my 


children  when  they  had  the 
measles.  We  nearly  lost  your  Dad 
that  time.  Oh,  the  nights  Mother 
and  I  sat  up  with  those  young- 
sters .  .  .  ." 

Margaret  looked  •  at  the  old 
man.  It  was  as  though  she  were 
seeing  him  for  the  first  time.  He 
had  a  fine  profile,  and  though 
his  skin  had  been  browned  from 
the  sun  and  his  brow  was 
wrinkled,  there  was  a  kindness 
to  his  looks.  A  kindness  and 
devotion  that  Margaret  well  re- 
membered from  her  early  child- 
hood. She  had  heard  time  and 
again  her  father  tell  how  his 
parents  had  uncomplainingly 
cared  for  the  four  of  them.  Gram 
and  Gramps  had  nursed  them 
through  sicknesses,  worried  about 
them  night  after  night  when  they 
stayed  out  late.  She  gave  Gramps 
a  big  hug. 

"Gramps.  I  will  call  a  doctor 
now.  And  also  the  home." 

"The  home?" 

"Yes.  To  tell  them  they  are 
losing  their  star  boarder." 

"Now,  Marg,  you  and  Jim 
don't  want  an  old  nuisance  .  .  .  ." 

"Oh,  yes  we  do  .  .  .  you're  the 
most  wonderful  old  nuisance  I 
know.  Jim  never  would  have 
thought  of  taking  you  away  if 
it  hadn't  been  for  my  complain- 
ing." 

"But  you've  had  good  reason 
to  complain." 

"Now,  Gramps,  it's  all  settled." 

"Gramps."  Mike  opened  his 
eyes.  "Don't  go  away." 

"See,  he  needs  you  and  so  will 
the  new  baby.  Nobody  can  play 
froggy  Hke  you."  Marg  left  the 
room  then.  She  made  the  phone 
calls,  tore  up  her  letter,  then  she 
went  into  the  kitchen  to  fix  two 
big  bowls  of  bread  and  milk. 


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^K^JK«-' 

^MB                                                                                                                   A 

/omans 
Sphere 

m  \j.-7^ 

Kamona  W.  (Jannon            ^^H 

Mrs.  Carleen  Maley  Hutchins, 
fifty-two,  a  motherly  housewife 
from  Montclair,  New  Jersey,  is 
also  an  accoustical  scientist  who 
is  astonishing  the  musical  world 
with  the  stringed  instruments 
she  designs,  bu'lds,  and  tests 
electronically  in  her  own  home. 
Strings  have  remained  unchanged 
for  practically  two  hundred 
years,  but  for  modern  musical 
compositions,  their  tonal  range 
is  inadequate.  She  has  overcome 
this  difficulty  in  the  family  of 
instruments  she  has  created, 
ranging  from  a  huge  bass  to  a 
smaller  than  normal  violin.  Top 
musicians  eagerly  seek  to  pur- 
chase her  handiwork. 

Mrs.  Jayne  Baker  Spain,  presi- 
dent and  owner  of  the  Alvey- 
Ferguson  Company,  in  Cincin- 
nati, Ohio,  manufacturers  of 
conveying  equipment  for  indus- 
try, employs  blind  workers  to 
assemble  conveyers.  In  Salonica, 
Greece,  she  was  asked  to  prepare 
an  exhibit  for  the  annual  Inter- 
national Trade  Fair  there.  This 
she  did,  but  since  all  workers 
were  expected  to  be  Greek,  she 
taught  six  Greek  boys  and  girls 
who  were  blind  how  to  assemble 
a  wheel  conveyer  moving  mate- 
rials around  factories  and  ware- 
houses. They  fitted  together  451 
small  parts,  threading  fifty  axles 
through  one  hundred  and  twenty 


skate  wheels,  applying  dozens  of 
bolts  and  tightening  them  to  an 
exact  degree  of  tension.  Visitors 
to  the  fair  found  this  sight  in- 
credible. The  human  achieve- 
ment was  far  greater  than  the 
industrial. 

Mrs.  Mary  Loveless  of  Cornell 
University  Medical  College,  New 
York,  has  been  working  for  seven- 
teen years  on  immunizing  pa- 
tients allergic  to  the  stings  of 
various  kinds  of  bees.  She  cap- 
tures bees,  then,  with  a  delicate 
operation,  removes  the  venom  sac 
for  the  innoculating  agent.  Hav- 
ing done  this  more  than  thirty 
thousand  times,  she  can  now  do 
a  bee  a  minute.  Bee  stings  are 
very  harmful  to  many  people,  in 
certain  instances  even  causing 
death. 

The  third  annual  Shakespear- 
ean Festivel  on  the  College  of 
Southern  Utah  campus  (Cedar 
City,  Utah)  which  will  be  pre- 
sented July  9  through  25,  will  in- 
clude "Twelfth  Night,"  "Mac- 
beth," and  "Midsummer  Night's 
Dream,"  in  rotation.  Last  year 
Festival  goers  were  counted  from 
thirty-eight  States  and  a  dozen 
foreign  countries.  Mrs.  Lee 
Thompson  assists  in  the  costume 
department,  and  Kahiki  Long,  a 
student  from  California,  will  han- 
dle lighting,  as  she  has  since  the 
inception  of  the  Festival  in  1962. 


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DITORIAL 


Volume  51      May  1964        Number  5 


e  S.  Spafford,  President 
rianne  C.  Sharp,  First  Counselor 
jise  W.  Madsen,  Second  Counselor 
Ida   Parker,   Secretary-Treasurer 


Th&  Ligh-tGtJ  ^A/SndlcB%^ 


The  beloved  words  and  symbols  which  apply  to  mothers  and 
characterize  their  devotion  are  long  remembered,  and  their  comfort 
and  inspiration  have  become  an  aura  of  light  that  leans  across  the 
years.  They  are  like  the  guidance  and  the  glory  of  a  lighted  window. 

A  woman  now  in  her  busy  and  responsible  middle  years  remembers 
that  her  mother  was  orderly,  and  by  that  rule  of  heaven,  she  arranged 
her  own  life  to  the  best  of  her  ability  and  gave  her  children  the  feeling 
that  order  prevailed  where  willing  hands  and  noble  spirits  controlled 
the  enlarging  world  around  them.  Before  this  mother  opened  her  door 
and  entered  her  morning  kitchen,  she  dressed  her  hair  beautifully, 
piled  it  high  in  a  golden  crown.  She  tied  a  clean  starched  apron  around 
her  waist,  wore,  also,  a  smile  of  courage  as  personal  adornment.  Then, 
whatever  trials  the  day  might  bring  could  be  met  with  a  greater  degree 
of  order  and  serenity,  because  the  beginning  was  good.  In  this  family 
a  sense  of  order  and  direction  pervaded  all  of  the  homes  of  that 
heritage. 

A  young  mother,  faced  with  a  small  income  and  many  expenses, 
in  her  home  on  a  small  acreage  at  the  edge  of  a  city,  patterned  after 
the  mother  strength  consistent  in  her  family.  Beginning  with  the  pioneer 
grandmother,  they  were  provident  women.  The  grandmother  cared  for 
long  rows  of  green  garden  vegetables,  she  carried  baskets  of  yellow 
peaches  from  her  orchard;  she  raised  bees  and  separated  the  golden 
honey  and  the  wax  and  sold  the  products  in  the  town  markets.  She 
was  like  the  Biblical  woman  who  was  praised  within  the  gates,  for  her 
family,  down  through  the  generations,  were  provident  mothers  who 
gave  an  abiding  security  to  their  loved  ones. 

A  Relief  Society  work  meeting  counselor  remembers  her  dear 
mother  as  a  needle  and  thread  woman,  her  fingers  moving  quickly 
in  and  out  of  a  patchwork  quilt,  or  deftly  stitching  lace  to  white  organ- 

348 


Anna  B.  Hart 
Edith  S.  Elliott 
Florence  J.  Madsen 
Leone  G.  Layton 
Blanche  B.  Stoddard 
Evon  W.  Peterson 
Aleine  M.  Young 
Josie  B.  Bay 
Alberta  H.  Christensen 
Mildred  B.  Eyring 
Charlotte  A.  Larsen 
Edith  P.  Backman 
Winniefred  S.  Manwaring 
EIna  P.  Haymond 


lary  R.  Young 
Mary  V.  Cameron 
Afton  W.  Hunt 
Wealtha  S.  Mendenhal 
Pearle  M.  Olsen 
Elsa  T.  Peterson 
Fanny  S.  Kienitz 
Elizabeth  B.  Winters 
LaRue  H.  Rosell 
Jennie  R.  Scott 
Alice  L.  Wilkinson 
LaPriel  S.  Bunker 
Irene  W.  Buehner 
Irene  C.  Lloyd 


Faze!  b.  cannon 
Hazel  S.  Love 
Fawn   H.  Sharp 
Celestia  J.  Taylor 
Anne  R.  Gledhill 
Belva   Barlow 
Zola  J.  McGhie 
Oa  J.  Cannon 
Lila   B.  Walch 
Lenore  C.  Gundersen 
Marjorie  C.  Pingree 
Darlene  C.  Dedekind 
Cleone  R.  Eccles 


dy  pinafores  to  adorn  her  daughters  —  or  the  mother's  hands  guiding 
a  piece  of  yellow  flowered  print  under  the  needle  of  a  sewing  machine. 
This  long-remembered  mother  was  weaving  beauty  with  her  fingers 
and  stitching  the  blessed  feeling  of  love  and  security  into  the  spiritual 
apparel  of  her  children. 

Each  time  a  stake  chorister  directs  the  Singing  Mothers,  in  the 
background  of  her  attitude  and  her  love  for  music,  is  the  memory  of 
her  mother,  and  the  tall  and  elegant  organ  that  graced  the  family 
parlor.  On  winter  evenings  and  in  the  summer  twilight  the  mother 
played  hymns  and  sang  the  lyrics  .  .  .  "where  the  pure  breezes  blow 
and  the  clear  streamlets  flow  .  .  .";  "fit  home  for  the  people  of  God 
.  .  .";  "behold  'tis  eventide.  .  .  ."  And  when  that  mother  died  the 
ornate  minarets  of  the  organ  were  removed,  and  the  organ  was  taken 
and  carefully  set  up  in  the  Relief  Society  room  in  that  small  mountain- 
rimmed  town.  All  music  is  a  heritage  to  a  chorister  daughter  in  another 
place  and  in  another  land  —  and  the  memory  of  mother  is  associated 
with  the  word  music,  and  is  a  singing  forever 

Five  daughters,  who  have  now  become  mothers  and  grandmothers 
and  preside  in  homes  where  the  motif  is  light,  remember  a  lighted 
window  in  an  adobe  ranch  house  In  the  lonely  hills.  The  light  in  the 
window  was  a  kerosene  lamp,  with  a  trimmed  wick  and  a  polished 
chimney.  It  was  a  symbol  that  a  mother  —  a  true  homemaker  —  lived 
and  reflected  an  abundance  of  light  that  drew  her  family  at  eventide 
to  their  home,  where  all  the  ways  and  all  the  words  were  shining  and 
uplifting.  And  now  that  those  daughters  have  gone  their  separate  ways, 
they  are  bound  together  and  are  distinguished  and  marked  as  a  family 
by  the  influence  of  a  mother  who  stood  at  a  lighted  window. 

Each  woman  in  this  time  of  change  and  uncertainty,  may  be  guided 
by  the  enduring  heritage  of  mothering,  and  each  may  stand  at  a  lighted 
window.  — V.  P.  C. 


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lae  cir   j  o%^ 


Renewal 

Caroline  Eyring  Miner 


I  had  been  long  away  —  too  long,  too  far  — 

I  ran  the  half  mile  up  the  crooked  lane, 

My  eyes  half-closed,  fearing  a  change  might  mar 

The  memories  of  dear  things  that  I  feign 

Would  keep  the  same.  Why  was  I  different  now? 

I  needed  to  come  home  again  to  find 

Things  as  they  once  had  been;  for  long,  somehow, 

I  had  been  shaken  loose  from  all  the  kind. 

Familiar  moorings  of  my  early  years  — 

Cut  loose  and  tempest  tossed.  And  now,  at  last, 

I  lifted  slowly,  eyes  filling  with  tears, 

To  see  and  hear  and  feel  and  know  the  past 

Again  in  its  eternal  changelessness  — 

Like  sun  upon  my  back,  new  happiness. 

For  not  a  thing  was  really  changed  at  all  — 

The  chinaberry  trees  were  in  full  bloom 

With  heady  perfume  that  I  could  recall 

Had  filled  my  childhood  dreams.   I  could  assume 

That,  talking  quietly,  my  parents  sat 

On  the  porch  swing  that  swayed  and  creaked  today 

As  on  those  summer  afternoons  when  at 

My  play  I  came  for  consolation.  Say 

These  shadowed  pencilings  are  of  a  sun 

Long  set,  the  breeze  rippling  the  southeast  pond 

Day-new,  and  gold  and  scarlet  sunset  done 

Flamboyantly  against  that  peak,  a  fond 

Remembrance.  We  who  have  changed  so  much  come 

Seeking  the  strength,  the  changelessness  of  home. 


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JAmt^^ijCom  Motfee/t4- 


What  Is  a  Mother? 

Margaret  Richards 

V\^HAT  is  she  .  .  .  mother?  Girl,  woman,  wife,  and  a  mother?  Mother- 
hood —  the  culmination  of  all  the  years  of  growing  up!  The  fulfill- 
ment of  her  dreams  and  hopes  and  plans! 

Just  what  is  she  .  .  .  this  mother?  Well,  it's  certain  that  according 
to  today's  wage  scale  she  is  worth  her  weight  in  gold.  Housekeeper, 
cleaning  woman,  laundress,  seamstress,  cook,  nutrition  expert,  chauf- 
feur, nurse,  wise  shopper,  bargain  hunter,  business  manager,  and  ex- 
ecutive vice-president  of  one  of  the  busiest  and  most  demanding  insti- 
tutions in  her  country  —  the  home! 

Is  this  all  she  does?  Oh,  no!  This  is  merely  the  busy- work  that 
occupies  her  hands  while  her  mind  and  heart  anfl  soul  are  intent  upon 
a  higher  calling.  Motherhood  —  a  sharing  in  creation!  A  sharing  in 
nurturing  —  a  sharing  in  exaltation,  as  she  sows  the  seeds  in  her  chil- 
dren's souls  that  will,  in  large  measure,  determine  their  harvest  in 
adulthood  —  and  in  eternity!  Teacher,  counselor,  advisor,  example 
—  is  there  any  greater  influence  for  good  or  evil  in  human  life?  Oh, 
Mother,  what  a  grave  responsibility  is  yours,  and  what  infinite  oppor- 
tunity! 

Security,  affection,  a  deep  and  unselfish  love  —  these  are  your 
first  special  gifts  to  your  little  one  that  no  one  else  can  give  quite  so 
well  as  you.  And  what  about  the  unnumbered  things  you  teach  that 
no  one  else  can  teach  quite  so  well  as  you?  It  is  from  you  a  child 
learns  love  —  love  of  God,  love  of  the  gospel,  love  of  family  and 
friends.  It  is  at  your  knee  a  child  learns  prayer.  It  is  your  example 
that  teaches  thoughtfulness,  courtesy,  honesty,  respect  for  authority, 
obedience  to  law  and  to  the  laws  of  God. 

Yes,  Mother,  God  himself  has  given  you  a  calling,  in  importance 
second  to  none.  May  he,  likewise,  bless  you  with  the  strength  and 
courage,  with  the  wisdom  and  love,  to  enable  you  to  fill  in  fullest 
measure  your  sacred  calling  here  and  now,  and  to  secure  your  place  as 
a  priestess  queen  beside  your  husband  for  eternity. 

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Mother 

pioneer 

of  the 

present 


Hazel  Sowards  Cannon 

Member,  General  Board 

of  Relief  Society  ~  - 

IVI  OTHER'S  life  epitomized  the  spirit  of  the  pioneer,  although  for  many  years 
that  last  frontier  had  been  settled.  There  had  still  been  fascinating  new  trails 
to  blaze  with  each  of  her  children,  and  life  in  the  little  valley,  nestling  in  its 
circle  of  picturesque  hills,  had  been  a  constant  challenge.  Her  heart  yearned  for 
the  beautiful,  the  genteel,  and  that  which  was  right  and  good. 

Sharing  her  substance  was  part  of  living.  She  traveled  many  miles  to  and 
from  the  peaceful  valley  in  its  circle  of  lovely  hills  to  bring  enjoyment  to  her 
family  and  friends.  Many  came  to  her  door.  Friend  and  stranger  alike  sur- 
rounded her  table,  partook  of  its  goodness,  and  departed  warmed  and  heartened. 
She  was  fulfillment  of  the  promise  ".  .  .  .  and  thou  shalt  be  like  a  watered 
garden,  and  like  a  spring  of  water  whose  waters  fail  not"  (Isaiah  58:11). 

She  pointed  with  pride  to  God's  handiwork.  Rocks,  artistic  and  delicately 
colored,  interestingly  grotesque  and  hued  with  the  rainbow,  satiny  smooth  or 
rough  textured — she  loved  them  all.  The  silver-green  sagebrush  of  the  desert, 
the  sweet-scented  pines  of  the  mountains,  the  urn-shaped  buds  of  her  favorite 
roses  were  her  delight.  She  subdued  the  red  clay  and  reveled  in  her  spring- 
time flowers  as  they  came  forth  in  defiance  of  the  icy  fingers  of  winter. 

"Anything  worth  doing  at  all  is  worth  doing  well,"  she  said,  and  somehow 
found  through  infinite  patience  and  an  innate  sensitivity,  the  right  way  to 
perform  each  homey  task.  Her  jars  of  home-canned  fruit,  iridescent  jewels 
imprisoned  in  glass,  were  a  work  of  art;  her  freshly  laundered  clothes  rivaled 
the  ermine  snows  in  whiteness;  and  bright  palettes  of  artistically  arranged  raw 
vegetables  were  found  on  her  table  long  before  it  was  fashionable. 

It  did  not  take  "things"  to  make  her  happy.  She  loved  quality  but  hated 
ostentation  and  pretense.  Her  joys  were  the  simple  things — her  family  secure 
and  snug  in  a  warm  house  during  the  storm,  a  night's  repose  in  an  im- 
maculately clean  and  comfortable  bed,  her  carefully  nurtured  shade  trees  lacing 
a  sapphire  sky,  the  full  wheaty  flavor  of  homemade  bread,  the  smile  on  the 
tear-stained  face  of  a   grandchild. 

Mother  was  a  valiant  pioneer.  Her  life  exemplified  that  each  age  needs 
women  who  explore  and  perfect  when  it  is  easier  merely  to  accept;  who  endure 
with  faith  and  tenacity  when  to  yield  is  a  worldly  pattern;  who  discover 
happiness  in  toil  when  perishable  rewards  beckon  unceasingly;  who  chart  the 
course  for  others  to  follow. 


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Thanks,  Mom  -  for  Everything 

Sara  O.  Moss 

Big  Jim  looked  at  his  sleeping  wife,  with  little  Jim's  chubby  hand 
on  her  cheek.  Lucky  kid,  little  Jim,  to  have  a  mother  like  Millie 
and  a  grandmother  like  Mom. 

Big  Jim  sat  down  in  the  chintz-covered  chair  and  stretched  his 
long  legs.  He  gave  a  deep  sigh,  relaxing  with  half-closed  eyes. 
Mother's  Day!  Man,  for  the  packages!  It  was  worse  than  Christ- 
mas at  the  post  office  where  Big  Jim  worked.  There  had  been  thou- 
sands of  pieces  of  mail  —  packages,  cards,  and  many  orders.  Yes, 
it  had  been  worse  than  Christmas. 

He  dozed  a  little,  but  now  and  then  he  glanced  at  the  package 
which  lay  on  the  dresser,  with  its  gay  wrappings.  It  was  Mom's 
package.  Millie  had  seen  to  that.  Tomorrow  they  would  take  it 
over  to  Mom,  the  three  of  them. 

It  seemed  silly,  so  much  fuss  over  Mother's  Day.  Still  it  was 
a  good  way  to  let  Mom  know  how  you  felt,  because  a  fellow  just 
couldn't  say,  in  so  many  words,  how  it  was  between  him  and  his 
mother.  You  couldn't  recount  how  many  times  Mom  had  somehow 
seen  you  through.    Those  times  when  you  had  needed  her  most. 

Big  Jim  recalled  that  sick  spell,  pneumonia,  and  he  could  still 
feel  Mom's  cool  hand  on  his  brow.  And  that  day  she  had  served 
punch  and  cookies  to  the  fellows  as  they  practiced  football  in  the 
backyard.  That  made  Mom  a  regular  with  the  team,  and  Big  Jim  had 
been  so  proud  of  her.  When  he  was  ten,  she  had  sold  an  heirloom  to 
buy  him  a  bicycle.  At  seventeen  he  had  a  handsome  pair  of  new 
shoes  to  wear  to  a  school  dance,  but  it  was  years  later  that  Jim 
learned  Mom  had  used  a  prized  little  sum  she  was  saving  for  a  new 
carpet. 

Big  Jim  couldn't  remember  when  Mom  hadn't  stood  out  on  the 
fringe  of  things  to  give  a  helping  hand.  Those  long  years  without 
Dad,  Mom  somehow  made  up  for  them.  She  laughed  for  Jim's  sake, 
when  he  knew  she  was  crying  within  her  breast. 

And  then  Millie  had  come  into  their  lives.  Sweet,  beautiful  Mil- 
lie. Mother  of  Little  Jim.  Mom  loved  them  both.  She  reached  out 
her  heart  and  her  hands  and  her  love  now  was  wrapped  around  all 
three  of  them. 

Big  Jim  rose,  and  covered  Millie's  shoulder  with  the  spread  as 
the  breeze  blew  the  curtain.  Then  he  went  out  the  door  and  started 
the  car  in  the  driveway.  As  he  drove  slowly  down  the  street,  he  knew 
he  couldn't  enumerate  all  the  things  that  Mom  had  done  for  him  and 
Millie  and  Little  Jim,  but  he  would  walk  into  her  house,  stretch  out  in 
the  big  leather  chair  that  had  been  Dad's.  Then  he  would  take  the 
plate  with  the  new-baked  brown  bread  and  the  glass  of  milk  that  Mom 
would  offer  him.  After  that  he  would  lean  back  with  a  smile  and  say, 
"Thanks  Mom.    Thanks  for  everything." 

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Verdi 

on  the  Farm 


Winona  F.  Thomas 


I  MIGHT  state  that  I  am  not  an  avid 
opera  fan.  In  fact,  most  operas 
which  rate  the  word  grand  in  front 
of  their  titles,  leave  me  cold.  I  admit 
they  are  way  above  me.  The  music 
may  have  all  the  skillful  harmonies, 
and  the  singers  have  talent  and  all 
the  necessary  techniques,  but  operas 
must  be  melodious  or  I  don't  like 
them. 

Verdi's  La  Traviata  is  a  grand 
opera  with  an  interesting  plot  and 
pleasing  melodies.  The  first  time 
I  heard  a  recording  of  it,  I  sat  so 
charmed  that  I  hardly  moved  a 
muscle  until  it  was  finished.  It  still 
has  that  effect  on  me.  Every  time 
I  hear  it  I  am  completely  enthralled. 
Last  summer  when  we  were  in  Chi- 
cago, some  nice  people  took  us  to 
Kungsholm's  Miniature  Grand  Op- 
era Theatre,  where  we  saw  La  Tra- 
viata performed  by  thirteen-inch- 
high  puppets  while  we  listened  to 
the  libretto  from  recordings  made 
in  the  Metropolitan  Opera  House. 
It  was  an  experience  I  shall  never 
forget. 

Last  week  I  heard  the  announce- 
ment that  the  opera  would  be  broad- 
cast on  the  radio  from  the  stage  just 
as  it  was  presented  in  the  Metro- 
politan Opera  House.  I  was  glad 
that  I  had  been  slightly  ill  all  week. 
It  would  give  me  an  excuse  to  stay 
home,  and  here  on  the  farm  I  could 
attend  a  production  of  La  Traviata. 

I  did  the  housework  earl)  and 
changed    into   a    dress    suitable    to 


listen  to  grand  music.  I  had  taken 
the  curlers  from  my  hair  and  was 
applying  some  make-up  when  the 
announcer,  who  introduces  the 
opera  and  briefs  the  listeners  on 
the  cast  and  continuity,  came  on  the 
radio.  As  he  told  who  the  prin- 
cipals were,  and  who  would  sing 
Alfredo's  and  Violetta's  parts,  he 
was  almost  drowned  out  by  the 
sound  of  a  heavy  truck  coming  into 
our  driveway.  As  the  overture 
started,  footsteps  clomped  up  across 
the  porch,  and  a  door  was  opened 
and  slammed  shut. 

"Come  and  take  me  to  the 
field,"  a  masculine  voice  command- 
ed. ''The  tractor's  not  working,  and 
I  am  getting  behind  in  my  spring 
work.  I  just  ordered  a  new  one. 
The  dealer  is  bringing  it  down.  He 
may  be  at  the  field  already.  Please 
hurry!" 

I  didn't  turn  off  the  radio.  I 
didn't  want  to  miss  one  single  note 
as  I  went  out,  and  I  wanted  to  hear 
what  was  being  played  as  I  came 
back  into  the  house. 

As  there  was  no  radio  in  the 
truck,  I  listened  to  the  chug  and 
rumble  of  the  motor  instead  of 
music. 

We  left  the  highway  and  turned 
down  the  lane  that  led  to  the  field. 
There  wasn't  anyone  there. 

''Do  I  have  to  wait?"  I  asked. 

"Yes,  you  better.  Maybe  he's 
had  trouble.  I  might  have  to  ride 
back  to  the  house  with  you." 

"There  he  comes  now,"   I  said, 


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VERDI   ON  THE  FARM 


pointing  to  a  big  truck  coming  down 
the  lane.    "May  I  go  now?" 

''What's  the  hurry?  Maybe  he'll 
need  something  after  he  gets  here. 
Don't  waste  gas.  Turn  off  the  en- 
gine." 

I  turned  the  truck  around  and 
headed  it  toward  the  gate  before 
I  turned  off  the  key.  I  was  ready 
for  a  quick  getaway. 

The  big  truck  turned  in  at  the 
gate,  and  the  driver  got  out  and 
slowly  let  down  the  tailgate  for  a 
ramp.  The  tractor  was  unloaded 
in  slow  motion  and  the  engine  tink- 
ered with  before  it  would  start. 

"Everything  seems  to  be  all 
right,"  husband  said,  "come  and 
get  me  about  one  thirty,  and  I'll 
come  up  for  lunch  and  bring  back 
a  can  of  gas." 

I  drove  up  the  road  as  fast  as  I 
dared  to  in  any  vehicle  so  lacking 
in  shock  absorbers.  Leaving  the 
truck  in  the  driveway,  I  ran  into 
the  house.  Beautiful  music  was 
fading  on  the  ether. 

"During  the  intermission  we  will 
hear  the  opera  news,  of  the  air,"  the 
announcer  said. 

There  was  no  music  while  I  pre- 
pared lunch,  just  a  discussion  of 
things  which  didn't  interest  me. 

"We  are  now  ready  for  the  sec- 
ond act  in  which  Giorgio  Germont 
arrives  and  spoils  the  idyllic,  roman- 
tic life  his  son  Alfredo  and  Vio- 
letta  have  been  leading,"  the  an- 
nouncer said,  and  went  on  with 
what  would  be  heard  in  the  second 
act. 

I  noticed  the  clock.  I  should 
have  been  in  the  field  ten  minutes 
ago.  As  the  truck  had  no  radio, 
I  drove  it  out  of  the  way  and  got 
the  touring  car  out  of  the  garage. 
I  turned  on  the  radio  and  tuned  in 
the  station.  All  I  got  were  moans 
and  buzzes. 


When  I  reached  the  field,  hus- 
band was  turning  the  tractor  around 
in  the  farther  end  of  the  stubble 
patch.  He  came  slowly  toward  me. 
He  reached  the  end  of  the  furrow 
he  was  plowing  and  stopped  to 
scrape  the  mud  from  the  plowshare. 
After  surveying  the  result,  he  took 
a  hammer  and  pounded  it. 

"Hurry,"  I  said.  "I  left  lunch 
cooking." 

I  knew  he  might  hurry  to  save  a 
stew.  He  fooled  me.  It  seemed  that 
the  plowshares  must  be  removed  to 
be  replaced  with  others  he  would 
bring  down  from  the  toolshed  up 
by  the  house.  When  we  reached 
the  house,  we  ate  lunch  while  listen- 
ing to  very  learned  people  discuss 
questions  about  various  operas  that 
had  been  selected.  Just  as  husband 
pushed  back  his  chair,  the  announ- 
cer came  on. 

"We  are  about  to  hear  the  third 
act,  the  beautiful  ballroom  scene." 

Beautifully  sad  music  began.  I 
knew  the  climax  was  approaching. 
So  were  husband's  orders. 

"Come  and  drive  the  truck  to  the 
field.  I'lLput  in  the  grain  to  feed 
the  beef  cattle,  then  I  won't  have 
to  go  around  by  the  corral  after  I 
get  through  plowing  tonight." 

He  was  changing  his  overalls 
while  he  spoke.  This  is  important 
to  mention,  because  the  tractor 
keys  were  left  in  the  pocket  and  I 
was  the  one  who  had  to  return  to 
get  them. 

I  finally  reached  home  and  sank 
into  a  chair  in  time  to  hear  Violetta 
cough  delicately  and  sing  exquisite- 
ly as  she  died  in  Alfredo's  arms. 

"And  the  curtain  falls  on  Verdi's 
masterpiece,"  the  announcer  said. 
"The  principals  will  now  take  their 
curtain  calls." 

I  didn't  join  in  the  applause  of 
the  audience.    It  grated  in  my  ears. 


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Ask  Mrs.  Braithwaite 


Janice  Dixon 


Mrs.  Braithwaite  is  the  most  fabulous  woman  I've  heard  of  in  ages.  She 
has  seven  children  and  never  does  a  bit  of  work  herself.  She  has  her 
family  so  well-trained  that  all  she  has  to  do  is  organize  and  supervise.  She 
spoke  at  a  neighborhood  meeting  a  few  days  ago  and  told  us  just  how 
to  do  it. 

I  have  only  four  children:  Charles  eight,  Steven  six,  Daniel  four,  and 
Lucy  two,  but  I'm  just  positive  that  I  can  get  the  same  results.  Oh,  it's  not 
that  I  mind  work  but,  as  Mrs.  Braithwaite  says,  ''No  child  should  learn  to 
be  a  drone.  Each  individual  must  learn  that  work  is  important.  The 
work  habit  must  be  established  early." 

Two  days  ago  I  started  the  ''everybody  works"  routine.  I  carefully 
decided  on  all  the  jobs  that  needed  to  be  done  and  wrote  them  on  slips 
of  paper.  This  makes  work  more  like  a  game,  Mrs.  Braithwaite  says. 
Each  child  then  drew  to  see  which  chore  he  was  to  do.  They  were  so 
enthusiastic  that  I  congratulated  myself  on  my  efficiency.  Charles  started 
to  vacuum  with  a  vigor  that  could  only  mean  scars  on  the  furniture  but, 
after  all,  he  had  to  learn.  Steven  started  to  dust  the  furniture  with  a  push- 
button type  of  polish,  and  Daniel  washed  the  windows,  also  with  a  can 
of  window  spray.  Lucy's  job  was  to  pick  up  off  the  floor.  She  really  was 
too  young  to  try  anything  else. 


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ASK   MRS.   BRAITHWAITE 

I  settled  down  to  a  pile  of  correspondence.  Everything  was  delightful 
for  ten  minutes. 

Charles  started  to  suck  up  his  sister  with  the  vacuum,  and  I  had  to 
oversee  his  project.  While  I  was  pulling  Lucy's  dress  out  of  the  vacuum 
hose,  Steven  and  Daniel  had  a  spray  can  fight  and  the  furniture  polish 
won.  The  front  room  lost.  I  separated  them  and  put  a  child  in  each 
room. 

After  an  hour,  I  decided  that  I  had  worked  my  children  hard  enough 
and  sent  them  outside  to  play.  This  was  wise,  because  the  vacuum  was 
clogged  with  a  stocking  and  other  sundries.  Both  spray  cans  were  empty, 
although  they  had  started  out  full.  I  found  my  car  keys,  a  glass,  two  odd 
shoes,  the  turtle,  a  small  doll,  and  a  set  of  blocks  in  the  dirty  clothes 
hamper.  Lucy  had  caught  onto  the  idea  of  picking  up,  but  unfortunately 
hadn't  chosen  the  proper  places  for  the  objects. 

I  was  not  discouraged.  After  all,  practice  makes  perfect,  as  Mrs. 
Braithwaite  always  says. 

The  next  day,  I  decided  that  the  children  must  help  around  the  Tiouse 
again.  Charles'  job  was  to  fix  supper;  Steven  was  to  clean  the  bathroom; 
Danny  could  make  the  beds;  and,  again,  Lucy  could  pick  up. 

This  time  I  didn't  try  to  do  anything  else.  I  decided  that  all  I  would  do 
was  to  supervise.  Charles  was  busy  fixing  a  jellied  salad,  so  I  checked  on 
Steven.  Cleanser  was  flying  fast  through  the  air  and  I  rescued  it  about 
five  seconds  too  late.  A  giant-size  can  was  used  on  one  bathtub  and  a  sink. 
I  wondered  how  Mrs.  Braithwaite  could  afford  to  let  her  children  help. 
The  price  of  cleaning  agents  was  mounting.  I  was  sure  the  bathroom 
would  be  clean,  so  I  checked  on  the  bed-making  project.  Lumps  that 
hadn't  been  in  the  beds  before  now  appeared.  I  found  several  large  trucks 
stashed  underneath  the  covers. 

''The  trucks  are  tired,"  Danny  explained. 

By  the  time  I  had  rescued  the  toys  and  helped  my  four-year-old  make 
the  beds,  Steven  had  finished  cleaning  the  bathroom.  There  was  no  dirt 
to  be  seen  anywhere,  because  it  was  covered  up  with  gobs  of  green  clean- 
ser. I  finished  scraping  the  cleanser  off  the  bathtub  and  went  to  check  on 
Charles  with  dinner.  He  had  decided  (and  started)  on  the  full  menu  for 
dinner.  It  consisted  of  six  packages  of  jello  mixed  with  three  quarts  of 
fruit  cocktail;  four  cans  of  frozen  juice  (orange,  grape,  pineapple,  and  lime- 
ade mixed  together),  peanut  butter  sandwiches,  and  pancakes. 

I  fished  three  cans  of  tuna  fish  out  of  the  dirty  clothes  hamper  and 
decided  that  perhaps  I  had  missed  part  of  Mrs.  Braithwaite's  speech.  My 
problem  wasn't  that  my  children  didn't  want  to  work.  It  was  just  that 
they  helped  too  hard.  They  threw  themselves  into  the  task  too  thoroughly, 

''Work  is  fun,"  Charles  announced.    "What  can  we  do  now?" 

I  decided  that  perhaps  Mrs.  Braithwaite  could  help  me.  I  was  sure 
she  must  have  run  into  the  same  problem  herself.  I  phoned  her  imme- 
diately. 

"May  I  speak  with  Mrs.  Braithwaite?" 

"Mrs.  Braithwaite  isn't  here,"  a  voice  informed  me. 

"Is  this  her  daughter?" 

"No,  the  children  aren't  home.    I'm  just  the  cleaning  woman." 

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A  Letter 


\  letter  from  Grandma  was  a  great  inspiration  in  our  home.  I  was  one  of  five  children 
-^^-    who  had  no  Grandpas  and  only  one  Grandma.    She  was  very  special  to  us. 

We  looked  forward  to  receiving  her  letters  with  great  anticipation.  Each  word  was 
written  with  charity  and  love. 

Mother  always  placed  the  letter  upon  the  bookcase  to  be  read  after  dinner  while 
the  whole  family  was  seated  around  our  old-fashioned  round  table.  We  were  so  excited 
we  could  hardly  wait  until  dinner  was  over.  Grace  was  said  hurriedly,  and  I  don't  think 
any  of  us  ate  our  usual  portions  of  food. 

I  can  visualize  five  exuberant  children  all  chattering  at  once,  until  mother  started 
to  open  the  envelope;  then  we  all  quieted  down  until  you  could  hear  the  clock  tick. 

We  sat  in  silence,  each  child  waiting  to  hear  the  personal  message  the  letter  held 
for  him  or  her. 

Grandma  always  remembered  to  mention  things  which  were  important  to  us. 

My  heart  always  beat  a  little  faster  when  Grandma  asked,  "How  is  my  little 
Violet?  Is  she  still  working  on  the  Toet  and  Peasant'  overture?  I'll  be  looking  forward 
to  hearing  her  play  the  piano  when  you  come  to  visit  next  summer."  Or  perhaps  she 
would  say,  "I  am  so  pleased  to  hear  that  Violet  is  such  a  good  little  mother's  helper." 

In  one  letter  she  said,  "I  suppose  you  children  are  all  busy  helping  your  mother 
and  father  pick  strawberries." 

The  next  day  we  picked  strawberries  all  day  without  any  complaints  or  grumbles. 
We  strove  to  live  up  to  Grandma's  praise  and  belief  in  us.  About  the  time  our  inspired 
ambition  began  to  diminish,  there  would  be  another  letter  from  Grandma,  and  we  would 
be  back  on  our  best  behavior  for  another  while. 

Through  Grandma's  letters  we  were  aware  of  every  lovely  thing  which  God  created 
for  us  to  enjoy.  The  first  robin  in  spring,  the  violets  and  pussy  willows  along  the  river 
bank;  orioles,  marigolds,  and  fleecy  white  clouds  in  summer;  wild  geese;  pumpkins,  corn 
shocks,  and  colorful  maple  trees  in  autumn,  snowbirds,  icicles  and  Ghristmas  trees  in 
winter.  We  had  pointed  out  to  us  and  appreciated  and  enjoyed  the  things  in  life  that 
are  free. 

Sometimes  Grandma  would  tell  us  about  something  cute  or  mischievous  that 
"Rembrandt"  her  cat  had  done,  or  she  would  tell  us  how  fat  the  "precocious  pig"  was 
growing.  The  "precocious  pig"  was  the  piggy  bank  in  which  she  saved  pennies  to  spend 
on  us  when  we  went  to  visit  her. 

She  always  enclosed  a  little  prayer  at  the  close  of  each  letter. 

Grandma  is  in  heaven  now.  I  still  say  the  prayers  she  taught  us.  I  have  taught 
them  to  my  children,  along  with  many  of  her  beautiful  thoughts. 

I  cherish  the  memories  of  Grandma's  letters  and  reflect  their  charitable  contents 
with  great  nostalgia. 

Please,  may  I  contribute  as  much  Christian  spirit  and  love  for  wholesome,  un- 
selfish living  as  did  our  dear  Grandma. 


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Dearest  Mom  and  Dad: 

Something  happened  last  night  that  made  me  feel  I  cannot  put  off  any  longer 
this  thought  that  I  have  carried  in  my  mind  for  so  long. 

The  phone  rang.  Just  such  a  simple  thing  as  that.  But  it  was  in  the  dark  hours 
of  the  morning.  As  soon  as  the  first  loud  ring  exploded  the  silence  of  our  sleeping 
household,  my  heart  began  pounding,  and  my  only  thought  was,  "Something  has  hap- 
pened to  one  of  the  folks  at  home." 

I  picked  up  the  receiver  and  said,  "Hello."  A  man's  voice  boomed  at  me.  "Is 
this  Mr.  Schriber?" 

"No." 

"Oh,  I'm  very  sorry  I  disturbed  you.  I've  called  the  wrong  number." 

"That's  all  right,"  I  replied,  my  relief  so  great  I  could  feel  myself  growing  weak. 

I  returned  to  bed,  but  was  so  wide  awake  I  knew  sleep  would  be  a  long  time 
returning,  and  I  found  my  thoughts  directed  more  strongly  than  usual  toward  all  of 
you  so  many  miles  away. 

While  I  was  growing  up  the  thought  never  occurred  to  me  that  when  I  married 
I  would  move  far  from  all  of  you  to  start  a  happy  life  and  family  with  my  husband. 
So  when  there  were  suddenly  no  more  daily  chats  and  visits,  laughter,  and  secrets, 
I  replaced  the  empty  spot  with  remembering  —  remembering  all  the  things,  big  and 
little,  good  and  bad,  that  were  my  life  before  we  moved  away.  And  through  all  these 
years  one  thing  stands  out  above  all  the  rest  —  it  is  strange  that  it  does  not  grow 
dim  with  time  but  becomes  brighter  and  stronger  —  and  that  is  the  love  and  the 
patience,  the  sacrifices,  and  the  helping  hands  you  applied  at  the  right  times  and 
places.  You  gave  all  of  yourselves  for  your  children.  I  would  that  I  may  have  the 
strength  to  do  as  much  for  our  children. 

I'm  thankful  the  phone  rang  last  night.  It  woke  me  up  in  several  ways.  It  could 
easily  have  been  sad  news  from  home.  Some  day  or  some  night  it  will  be,  but.  Mom 
and  Dad,  when  it  happens  I  will  not  sadly  say,  "I  wish  I'd  have  let  them  know  before 
it  was  too  late." 

I  have  had  these  thoughts  within  me  for  so  long  and  have  always  said,  "Someday 
I  will  sit  down  and  write  the  folks  a  long  letter  and  let  them  know  how  I  really  feel." 
Someday  —  someday.     Too  many  of  us  have  too  many  somedays. 


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Cuddly  Cn»3 
Quilts 


Cuddle  your  baby  in  a  colorful  crib  quilt.  Always  a  valuable  addition  to  any  layette, 
these  low-cost  quilts  are  also  nice  to  make  for  gifts  or  for  money-making  items  for  your 
Relief  Society  bazaar. 

Let  your  imagination  go  to  work,  and  you  will  be  pleasantly  surprised  at  the 
beautiful  and  clever  ideas  you  can  discover  at  the  amazingly  low  price  of  about  three 
dollars  a  quilt. 

A  Flannel  Quilt 

For  a  simple  but  serviceable  beginning,  buy  a  yard  and  a  half  of  unbleached 
muslin,  a  one-pound  quilt  batting  (this  is  enough  for  two  crib  quilts),  and  a  yard 
and  half  of  plain-colored  or  figured  flannel.  Be  sure  the  fabric  is  at  least  one  yard  wide, 
as  this  is  enough,  but  if  you  want  the  quilt  to  be  a  little  wider,  sew  a  border  of  a  con- 
trasting or  matching  fabric  all  around,  having  wider  strips  along  the  sides.  Better  yet, 
buy  your  fabric  in  the  drapery  department  as  it  comes  wider,  and  is  of  better  quality. 

Flannel  makes  a  soft,  cozy  quilt  back.  It  wears  well  and  is  inexpensixc.  Yon 
may  want  to  make  both  the  front  and  back  of  flannel. 

If  you  are  artistically  inclined,  dream  up  any  number  of  figures  from  babyland  to 
trace  on  the  muslin.  Draw  your  chosen  designs  on  a  piece  of  wrapping  paper  the  same 
size  as  your  quilt,  first,  then  transfer  them  to  the  material  with  the  use  of  carbon  paper. 

If  you  need  help,  there  are  many  coloring  books  or  storybooks  with  cute  figures 
from  which  to  copy  clever  little  Mother  Goose  figures  or  animals. 

If  you  don't  like  to  spend  the  time  required  for  embroidering,  you  can  buy  real 
wax  coloring  crayons  and  color  the  figures  in  solid  colors,  then  press  with  a  cloth 
dipped  in  a  strong  vinegar  and  water  mixture  to  set  the  colors.  Here  is  also  a  good 
way  to  use  your  textile  paints  to  good  advantage. 

A  Satin  Quilt 

For  a  fancier  quilt,  you  may  want  to  use  satin  or  similar  material.  On  these,  the 
quilting  itself  can  be  your  design,  and  there  is  no  limit  to  the  cute  figures  you  can 
create  by  merely  quilting  around  your  lightly  outlined  patterns. 

Quilt  Blocks  and  Applique 

You  may  prefer  to  make  a  real  old-fashioned-style  quilt,  using  six  or  eight  small 
blocks,  either  embroidered  or  appliqued,  and  sewed  together  with  strips  of  the  same 

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material  voii  arc  using  for  the  l)ack  of  the  quilt.   This  is  a  good  way  to  use  seraps  from 
other  sewing  projects. 

Preparing  to  Quilt 

When  you  get  the  top  of  the  quilt  made,  you  are  ready  to  put  it  together  with 
the  batting  in  between.  To  do  this,  pin  the  back  of  the  quilt  to  the  quilting  frames. 
Now  place  the  batting  carefully  on.  Next,  pin  the  top  of  the  quilt  in  place.  Now 
you  are  ready  to  quilt  with  small  stitches.  Stitch  around  each  figure,  being  sure  to  get 
through  all  the  thicknesses  of  material.  Now  bind  all  the  edges  with  wide  cotton  bias 
or  wide  satin  ribbon,  or  bias  strips  of  the  material  you  wish. 

If  you  don't  have  quilting  frames,  you  can  use  your  curtain  stretchers,  or  you  can 
make  some  frames,  by  tacking  strong  cotton  strips  on  fpur  long,  narrow  boards,  leaving 
about  an  inch  of  the  material  at  the  edge  along  the  board  so  that  pins  can  hold  the 
quilt  in  place  firmly.  You  then  can  buy  four  clamps  to  hold  the  boards  together  at 
the  four  corners.     Prop  the  frames  on  four  chairs. 

Tied  Quilt 

Here  is  an  idea  for  an  easy  quilt.  This  doesn't  need  to  be  quilted,  but  is  tied  with 
yarn.  Buy  a  bright  print  which  has  large  animals  or  circus  people,  and  put  a  discarded 
cotton  blanket  in  between  the  front  and  the  back  of  the  quilt.  Thread  a  large  needle 
with  colorful  yarn  and  take  one  stitch  clear  through  all  the  thicknesses,  pulling  the 
threads  long  enough  to  tie.  You  may  baste  this  way  all  across  in  rows  and  cut  the 
thread  in  between  to  tie.  There  should  be  a  tie  every  four  or  five  inches  in  even  rows. 
Do  not  tie  the  yarn  too  tightly,  as  it  may  shrink  and  break. 

If  you  would  like  a  c|uilt  which  is  less  heavy,  or  bulky  —  one  that  can  be  used  as 
a  spread  as  well  as  a  quilt  — -  then  make  the  top  of  an  all-over  design  and  a  bottom  of 
good  heavy  flannel  with  no  batting  or  other  thickness  between.  Put  the  top  and  bottom 
right  sides  together  and  sew  on  your  sewing  machine  around  three  sides,  leaving  the 
fourth  side  open  to  turn  inside  out.  After  turning,  fold  the  raw  edges  of  the  fourth 
edge  inside  and  stitch  along.  This  quilt  needs  no  binding.  Now,  baste  along  all  four 
edges  and  around  each  figure  with  very  long  basting  stitches.  Machine  stitch  around 
each  figure  with  your  longest  machine  stitch.  Try  not  to  pull  the  quilt  as  you  sew, 
but  just  gently  guide  it  through,   to  prevent  pucking.    Now  take  out  the  basting. 

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Sewing   Time    Dorothy  C.  Little 


Is  sewing  on  the  agenda  today?  Then  make  a  clean  sweep  of  it!  Plan  and  organize  all 
the  sewing  you  would  like  to  get  done  in  the  next  month.  Now,  instead  of  sewing 
today,  leave  the  sewing  machine  in  its  case  or  cabinet  and  spend  the  day  cutting  out 
your  planned  articles.  Save  the  mess  and  bother  of  cutting  out  every  time  you  sew, 
and  you  can  spend  more  time  actually  sewing  each  time  you  get  out  the  machine. 

Plastic  bags  are  perfect  for  storing  scraps  of  material.  When  you  need  a  patch, 
it  is  easy  to  see  the  one  you  want.    Just  reach  in  and  get  it  without  disturbing  the  rest! 

Plastic  bags  are  also  wonderful  for  storing  your  good  pieces  of  material.  If  you 
do  this,  you  can  buy  your  corduroy  in  the  spring  and  your  light-weight  cottons  in  the 
fall  when  they  are  on  sale.  With  the  material  on  hand,  you  are  more  likely  to  get 
the  next  season's  clothing  made  before  the  next  season  is  half  over. 

If  little  girl's  stiff  petticoats  are  too  expensive,  buy  a  pair  of  sturdy  cotton  panties 
instead!  Training  panties  work  well  if  you  can  get  them  the  right  size.  Then  sew  a 
big,  soft  ruffle  about  five  inches  below  the  elastic.  Sew  two  or  three  small  stiff  ruffles 
to  the  big  one,  add  lace,  and  there  is  your  slip!  Remember  to  use  a  small  needle,  and 
stretch  the  panty  materials  as  you  sew  it,  as  you  do  when  you're  sewing  elastic.  Have  it 
worn  over  regular  panties  to  save  washings. 

If  the  children  drive  you  to  a  frazzle  while  you  desperately  zoom  through  the  neces- 
sary sewing,  you  are  not  very  different  from  the  thousands  who  throw  up  their  hands 
and  go  buy  all  their  clothing,  ready-made.  To  keep  your  own  precious  individuality, 
stop  trying  to  keep  them  contented,  and  hand  them  each  a  button  to  sew  onto 
an  interesting  scrap,  or  start  them  on  some  simple  embroidery.  A  four-year-old  is  not 
too  young  to  enjoy  sewing,  with  your  interest  and  supervision! 


Potpourri  of  Handy  Hints 

Jo  M.  Stock 

Phstic  tops  of  small  medicine  containers  make  caps  for  spools  of  thread.  No  more 
tangled  threads! 

Wax  the  tent  floor  heavily.  It  remains  clean  longer  and  is  easier  to  keep  clean. 

Add  /4  -  54  cup  vinegar  to  final  rinse.    Clothes  are  soft  and  fluffy. 

Remove  odor  from  any  bottle  or  other  container  by  filling  with  hot  water  to  over- 
flowing after  thoroughly  cleaning. 

Put  peelings  and  food  scraps  in  the  blender.  Bury  them  under  a  shovelful  of  dirt 
and  build  a  rich  garden  plot. 

A  bit  of  glue  behind  the  suction  cup  of  a  towel  rack  prevents  its  ever  slipping. 

Pie  crust  will  not  shrink  if  set  aside  in  the  pan  for  five  minutes  before  trimming  and 
fluting. 

Cook  cauliflower  in  equal  amounts  of  milk  and  water,  and  it  will  remain  snowy 
white. 

Remove  the  core  from  the  head  of  lettuce  and  strike  the  core  end  sharply  on  a 
firm  surface.    Leaves  loosen  and  are  easily  removed  without  tearing. 

Record  sl  "letter"  occasionally  to  your  child  and  place  it  among  his  favorite  tapes. 
He  will  find  it  and  not  only  enjoy  it  but  will  give  more  heed  to  admonitions  conveyed 
by  this  method. 

Gladioli  bulbs  planted  against  a  house  foundation  do  not  freeze.  They  may  remain 
without  separating  for  two  or  three  years. 


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SOUTHWEST 


Romaine  R.  Cooksey 


EMPANADITAS   (little  fried  pies) 
(Castile,  Spain) 


CRUST: 


5 
5 

V2 

V4 


c.  flour 

tsp.   (level)   baking  powder 

tsp.  salt 

c.  shortening  (or  less) 

meat   broth   from  cooked   pork   to 

form  soft  dough 


Sift  together  into  mixing  bowl  the 
flour,  baking  powder,  and  salt.  Cut  in 
shortening  with  pastry  blender.  Add 
meat  broth  sufficient  to  form  soft 
dough.  Turn  dough  onto  lightly  floured 
board.  Roll  dough  to  a  thinness 
equal  to  that  for  ordinary  pies.  Cut 
into  small  circles  with  cookie  cutter 
about  the  size  of  a  cup.  Place  filling 
on  bottom  crusts,  using  a  teaspoon, 
and  cover  with  a  top  crust.  Flute  the 
two  crusts  together,  using  two  fingers, 
so  they  will  hold  the  filling  in.  Deep 


fry  pies  in  hot  fat  at  once  to  a  light 
golden  brown. 

These  pies  are  better  small,  as  they 
are  rich.  They  are  a  favorite  for 
Christmas  among  the  Spanish  people. 


FILLING 

2  lbs.  pork 
2  c.  sugar 
1  c.  soaked  raisins 
1  tsp.  nutmeg 
1  tsp.  cinnamon 
1  tsp.  cloves 
1/2  tsp.  salt 

Cook  pork  the  day  before  and  grind 
with  small  grinder.  (Be  sure  to  save 
the  broth  for  the  dough).  Mix  the 
ground  pork  and  other  ingredients 
together. 


RED  CHILI 

1  lb.   pork  from  which  all  fat  has  been  removed 

1  tbsp.  salt 

1  tsp.  chili   powder 

1  tbsp.  flour 

1/2  c.  cold  water 

1  tsp.  garlic,  chopped  fine       or 

1  tsp.  cominos  (if  preferred) 

Before  you  even  attempt  to  make  red  chili  Spanish  style,  be  sure  your  chili 
powder  is  pure.  Pure  chili  can  be  purchased  in  many  stores,  but  its  qualities 
should  be  known.  Pure  chili  is  bright  red,  and  is  not  bitter. 

Cook  pork  ten  minutes  and  add  salt.  Cook  about  1  hour.  Mix  together  the 
chin,  flour,  and  cold  water  and  add  to  cooked  meat.  Add  garlic,  or  cominos, 
if  preferred. 

You  now  have  delicious  chili. 


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for 


Margaret  Maxwell 

Meal  planning  is  sometimes  a 
problem  for  the  busy  mother  of  a 
preschool  child.  What  can  she  fix 
that  is  nutritious  and  appealing  to 
the  older  members  of  the  family,  and 
yet  is  suitable  and  tempting  fare  for 
a  small  child?  The  preschooler, 
even  more  than  the  adult,  must  have 
a  diet  v^hich  includes  a  generous 
supply  of  foods  chosen  from  the 
basic  four  groups:  milk,  meat  and 
eggs,  vegetables  and  fruits,  and 
bread  and  cereal  products.  Yet,  as 
every  mother  know^s,  the  very  foods 
that  are  most  important  to  good,  all- 
around  nutrition  for  the  preschooler 
are  often  those  which  he  likes  the 
least.  However,  food  can  be  served 
to  the  small  child  in  such  a  way  that 
he  will  naturally  develop  good  eat- 
ing habits  that  will  benefit  him 
throughout  his  life. 

Introduce  new  foods  to  the  pre- 
schooler casually,  without  special 
comment.  It  is  helpful  if  the  rest 
of  the  family  is  in  the  habit  of  try- 
ing new  dishes  with  enthusiasm,  as 
such  an  attitude  is  contagious.  Serve 
only  one  new  food  at  a  time,  in  a 
small  helping,  preferably  with  an 
old  favorite  to  go  along  with  it.     It 


is  good  psychology,  if  the  child  re- 
jects the  new  food,  to  remove  it 
without  comment.  Sometimes  the 
casual  remark,  "I'm  not  at  all  sur- 
prised you  don't  like  this.  This  is 
grown-up  food,"  will  make  a  child 
have  second  thoughts  about  the  new 
dish.  Try  the  new  food  again  in  a 
couple  of  weeks.  The  results  may 
be  altogether  different. 

The  younger  child,  who  is  still 
learning  to  manipulate  eating  uten- 
sils successfully,  finds  it  a  welcome 
relief  to  be  served  food  which  may 
be  picked  up  with  his  fingers.  Crisp 
foods,  such  as  carrot  sticks,  celery 
sticks,  and  toast  cut  in  quarters  or 
strips  are  easy  to  eat  and  generally 
popular.  Hard-cooked  egg  cut  in 
quarters,  chunks  of  raw,  peeled 
apple,  cooked  whole  green  beans, 
and  asparagus  spears  add  interest  to 
the  toddler's  diet. 

For  the  mother  of  the  "picky" 
eater,  here  are  a  few  hints.  A  small, 
child-size  plastic  glass,  or  a  cup  from 
a  set  of  play  dishes,  which  can  be 
filled  and  refilled  by  the  child  him- 
self from  a  little  pitcher,  may  en- 
courage the  milk-hater  to  drink  his 
quota  of  milk  without  a  protest.     A 


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drop  of  red  food  coloring,  making 
"pink  milk,"  or  a  shake  of  sweet- 
ened strawberry  or  chocolate-flavored 
instant  mix  in  his  pitcher,  makes 
plain  milk  more  interesting  for  an 
occasional  change.  Small,  colorful 
plates  and  dishes  served  with  doll- 
size  portions  of  food  often  spur  the 
reluctant  eater  to  demand  second 
and  even  third  helpings. 

But  the  best  help  the  parents  of 
the  healthy  but  balky  young  eater 
can  give  is  to  regard  his  eating,  or 
non-eating,  with  casual  noncha- 
lance. 

Here  are  a  group  of  tested  favor- 
ites that  are  special  treats  for  times 
when  the  preschooler  is  eating  with- 
out the  older  members  of  the  family 
—  although  these  dishes  have  such 
eye  and  taste  appeal  that  the  rest  of 
the  family  will  probably  want  to 
try  them,  too.  They  are  rich  in 
nourishing  protein,  minerals,  and 
vitamins,  and  yet  they  can  be 
served  as  a  "party  food"  that  will 
make  the  small  child  clean  his  plate 
and  come  back  for  more. 

EGGNOG  AND  VARIATIONS 

Easily  digested,  high  in  body-building 
protein,  eggnog  has  long  been  a  favorite 
of  both  preschoolers  and  their  nutrition- 
conscious  mothers.  For  the  child  who 
simply  doesn't  like  milk,  or  who  balks  at 
his  morning  soft-cooked  egg,  an  eggnog, 
served  in  a  small  cup  with  a  straw  to  go 
with  it,  may  be  a  happy  solution. 

BASIC   EGGNOG   RECIPE 

Beat  one  egg  with  rotary  beater  or  elec- 
tric blender.  Gradually  add  1  tsp.  vanilla 
extract,  a  dash  of  salt,  and  1  c.  cold  milk. 
Sweeten  to  taste.  Sprinkle  with  nutmeg 
just  before  serving. 

Variations: 

Molasses  Eggnog:  Add  2  tsp.  molasses  to 
above  recipe  for  added  iron. 

Orange  Eggnog:  Add  1/2  c.  orange  juice 
to  above  recipe;  omit  nutmeg. 


Egg  Cream: 

1  egg,  separated 

2  tsp.   sugar 

^2  c.  powdered  milk 
I/2  c.  boiling  water 
sprinkle  of  nutmeg 

Beat  egg  white  stiff  with  rotary  beater. 
Beat  in  sugar,  powdered  milk,  and  egg 
yolk.  Slowly  pour  in  boiling  water,  beat- 
ing constantly.  Serve  with  a  sprinkle  of 
nutmeg  on  each  cup.  Makes  about  2 
servings. 

Cheese,  egg,  and  tuna  dishes  make 
hearty  energy  fare  for  the  small  child's 
luncheon  menu.  Here  are  two  main-dish 
favorites  for  the  preschool  set. 

ONE-EYED  SAILORS 

With  a  biscuit  cutter,  remove  the  cen- 
ter of  a  slice  of  bread.  Dip  the  remainder 
in  French  toast  batter  (beaten  egg 
thinned  with  milk  or  cream  and  a  pinch 
of  salt).  Lay  bread  in  hot  greased  skil- 
let; break  an  egg  into  the  hollow  center. 
Cover  skillet  and  cook  until  egg  is  set 
and  bread  is  brown  on  bottom.  Turn 
over  briefly  to  set  egg  on  top  and  brown 
other  side  of  bread.  Dip  leftover  bread 
centers  in  French  toast  batter  and  bake 
on  hot  skillet.  Serve  with  applesauce 
sprinkled   with   cinnamon. 

PINK  RABBIT 

Blend  one  can  tomato  soup  with  '/2  c. 
shredded  cheese.  Add  ^2  c  chunk  tuna. 
Heat  until  cheese  is  melted  and  all  in- 
gredients well  blended.  Serve  over  hot 
buttered  toast  wedges,  with  a  glass  of 
cold  milk. 

For  a  special  dessert  treat,  try  Pink 
Peppermint  Pudding,  or  Strawberry  Sur- 
prise Cakes. 

STRAWBERRY    SURPRISE    CAKES 

24    small    white,    plain    cupcakes,    cooked 
1  recipe  strawberry-flavored  gelatin 

Slice  off  cupcake  tops;  hollow  out  cup- 
cake with  spoon.  Fill  with  slightly 
thickened  strawberry-flavored  gelatin.  Re- 
place top;  refrigerate  until  gelatin  is  set. 
Leftover  cake  centers  may  be  saved  and 
mixed  with  vanilla  or  butterscotch  pud- 
ding for  a  dessert  treat  for  the  next  day. 

As  an  occasional  breakfast  or  supper  treat, 
top  a  cup  of  hot  cocoa  with  a  marshmal- 
low   and    serve    with   cinnamon   toast,   or 


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with  chocolate  toast.    For  chocolate  toast:       Va  c.  raisins 


mix  a  heaping  tbsp.  of  sugar  with  V4  tsp. 
of  cocoa;  sprinkle  over  hot  buttered  toast. 

PINK  PEPPERMINT  PUDDING 

Yd  c.  hot  water 
4  tbsp.  farina 
1  tsp.  sugar 
sprinkle  of  cinnamon 


1  drop  red   food  coloring 

1  drop  peppermint  flavoring,  if  desired 

V2  c.  powdered  milk 

Blend  all  ingredients  except  powdered 
milk  in  small  saucepan.  Bring  to  boil, 
stirring  constantly;  cook  until  thickened. 
Remove  from  heat;  stir  in  powdered  milk. 
Serve  warm.    Serves  2. 


Oatmeal  Date  Bread 

Anne  Marie  Astle 


1 14    c.  warm  milk 

2  pkg.  dry  yeast 

1  c.  rolled  oats    (uncooked) 

1  tsp.  salt 

'/4  c.  sugar 


1  tsp.  cinnamon 

2  tbsp.  shortening 
Yi   c.  cut-up  dates 

3  to   3/2    c.   sifted  flour 


Dissolve  yeast  in  warm  milk.  Add  oats,  salt,  sugar,  cinnamon,  shortening,  and 
dates.    Stir  well. 

Mix  in  flour.  Knead  on  lightly  floured  board  until  smooth  and  elastic.  Place 
in  greased  bowl;  cover.  Let  rise  until  double  in  bulk  (1  to  1/2  hours);  punch  down 
and  allow  to   rise  again. 

After  second  rising  shape  into  loaf;  place  in  greased  loaf  pan.  Cover;  let  rise 
again.    Bake  at  375°  for  40  to  45  minutes. 

Icing 

While  still  slightly  warm,  ice  top  with  mixture  of  Yz  cup  powdered  sugar  mixed 
with  enough  milk  to  make  a  thin  icing. 


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Select  Your  Own  Dessert 

Patricia  M.  Faas 

Our  staff  was  invited  to  the  boss'  home  for  dinner.  With  all  the  tempting- 
looking  and  very  delicious  foods  being  served,  no  one  even  thought  of  dessert, 
when  the  host  asked  his  wife,  "Is  there  dessert?" 

"Dessert!"  she  exclaimed,  "if  they  get  any,  they'll  have  to  build  their 
own!"  In  the  next  moment,  our  plates  were  removed  and  the  table  hastily 
set  for  another  course.  A  fruit  dish  appeared,  loaded  with  bananas  and  seedless 
grapes.  Ice  cream  balls  (two  kinds)  rolled  in  coconut  and  flaked  nuts,  were 
passed  along  with  several  kinds  of  ice  cream  toppings.  Other  fruits  were  served, 
including  berries,  maraschino  cherries,  and  crushed  pineapple.  After  delighted 
remarks  had  subsided,  we  set  about  building  our  own  desserts. 

This  treat  alone  has  proved  to  be  quite  successful  in  our  own  family  for 
planning  parties  and  Church  get-togethers.  It  is  great  fun,  very  little  work  for 
the  hostess,  and  has  special  appeal  for  youngsters  and  oldsters  of  every  age. 
And  it  is  interesting  to  observe  how  many  exciting  personalities  a  build-your- 
own  dessert  can  have! 

Suggested  toppings:   Chocolate,  caramel,  butterscotch,  marshmallow. 
Fruit  toppings:   strawberry,  pineapple,  boysenberry,  raspberry,  peach. 
Other  trimmings:  nuts,  coconut,  seedless  grapes,  maraschino  cherries. 


Transfers 

for 

Children's 

Clothing 

Janet  W.  Breeze 


Are  your  little  ones  learning  to 
dress  themselves?  Iron  four-color 
transfers  onto  the  fronts  of  undershirts 
and  panties  for  fewer  turnabouts. 


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From  the  Dear  Windows  of  Home 


Leona  Fetzer  Wfntch 


Home,  Our  Heaven  on  Earth 

I  SN'T  it  wonderful  that  we  can  come  home  to  spout  off  pent-up  feelings  that  need 
•■■  to  be  released?  We  cannot  do  this  in  public,  so  we  sometimes  behave  worst  around 
those  whom  we  love  the  most.  This  letting  off  steam  should  not  be  frequent,  however. 
Yet,  some  explodings,  raised  voices,  and  tears  of  children  (and  others  who  are  not  yet 
angels)  come  with  disagreements  that  are  a  process  of  growth.  The  voicing  of  some 
differences  can,  at  times,  be  wholesome.  We  can  even  say,  "Happy  is  the  home  where 
enlightened  discussions  characterize  the  communication  between  family  members." 

Home  should  be  a  calm  refuge,  a  place  of  warmth,  fragrant  with  kindness.  None 
of  us  can  stand  pressures  all  day  long  and  come  home  to  more  of  them  without  having 
the  mortar  of  life  washed  out  of  us.  The  father  of  the  home  likes  to  have  his  sur- 
roundings neat  and  pleasing,  but  when  he  has  to  be  careful  where  he  sits,  be  becomes 
confused  and  unhappy. 

To  be  harassed  during  work  hours  and  again  at  home  harrows  the  heart  of  any 
man.  But  if  home  is  a  refuge  from  tensions  and  frustrations,  the  peace  and  love  he 
feels  become  an  annealing  balm  to  him.  With  the  oil  of  gladness  crowning  him, 
he  can  see  unlimited  horizons  and  meet  daily  challenges  with  new  physical  and  mental 
vigor.  The  demanding,  stampeding  world  can  be  better  met  by  all  of  us  if  we  find 
replenishment  in  this  haven,  our  heaven  on  earth. 


To  Be  or  to  Do?  That  Is  the  Question 

T~\0  you  sometimes  feel  compelled  to  keep  moving,  going,  and  doing,  even  after  you 
-*-^  are  exhausted  or  have  time  off?  The  value  of  this  kind  of  "busy  work"  is 
questionable,  because  it  is  not  motivated  by  wholesome  purposiveness.  The  next  time 
you  drive  yourself  without  knowing  why,  reflect  on  Emerson's  saying  that  it  is  easier  to 
do  than  to  be.  Philosophers  have  talked  about  this  for  centuries,  and  today  psychol- 
ogists underline  the  words. 

When  we  arc  insistent  on  doing  rather  than  being,  it  is  time  to  become  analytical. 
It  is  possible  that  we  keep  on  the  go  to  avoid  ourselves,  since  when  we  hurry  around, 
we  do  not  have  time  to  measure  our  goals  or  our  true  situations.  Then  we  almost  have 
to  force  ourselves  to  find  a  quiet  space  and  re-evaluate  the  very  factors  in  our  lives  that 
we  are  trying  to  repress. 

The  serenity  we  seek  can  only  come  when  we  face  ourselves,  because  satisfying 
relationships  with  others  depend  on  our  own  good  relationships  with  ourselves.  We 
often  harrow  our  inner  peace  with  bitter  ashes  of  regret.  At  least  weekly,  we  should 
take  stock  of  ourselves,  repent,  partake  of  the  sacrament,  and  then  turn  our  energies 
to  self-fulfillment.    Then  we  can  be,  as  well  as  do. 


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Alma  A-  Fernelius  — ''Lady  of  Lovely  Crocheting'' 

Alma  A.  Fernelius,  Ogden,  Utah,  is  very  busy  with  housework,  garden  work, 
and  Relief  Society  activities  and  yet  she  finds  time  for  crocheting,  her  principal 
and  special  hobby.  She  has  crocheted  eight  bedspreads  and  nine  tablecloths,  as 
well  as  edgings  for  many  pairs  of  pillowslips,  doilies,  corners  for  napkins,  and 
numerous  other  designs  and  motifs.  She  is  a  meticulous  housekeeper  and  takes 
care  of  a  beautiful  garden.  Her  busy  hands  and  her  happy  heart  are  an  inspira- 
tion to  her  family  and  her  many  friends.  She  has  been  a  teacher  for  almost  fifty 
years,  and  has  been  a  counselor  to  three  Relief  Society  presidents. 


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Your 
Heart 
to 
Under 


standing 


Hazel  M.  Thomson 


Chapter  4 


Synopsis:  Selena  and  Belle  Baldwin, 
sisters,  arrive  in  the  Valley  of  the 
Great  Salt  Lake,  after  traveling  across 
the  plains  in  a  company  commanded  by 
Lon  Holiday,  captain  of  fifty,  and  Jo- 
siah  Blodgett,  captain  of  ten.  Selena, 
whose  fiance  died  at  Winter  Quar- 
ters, is  bitter  over  her  loss  and  cannot 
be  comforted.  Belle  and  Josiah  are 
married  immediately  after  the  arrival 
of  the  wagon  train  in  the  Valley.  They 
decide  to  accompany  the  saints  who 
are  leaving  for  San  Bernardino,  Cali- 
fornia, to  make  a  settlement  there. 
Selena  is  invited  to  accompany  Belle 
and  Josiah,  and  Lon,  still  in  love  with 
Selena,  decides  to  go  with  the  com- 
pany. 

Lon  was  silent  for  some  time, 
waging  a  battle  within  himself, 
between  what  he  wanted  to  do 
and  the  thing  he  felt  was  right 
and  honorable.  Belle,  too,  lapsed 
into  silence,  taking  a  deep  inter- 
est in  the  country  around  her,  as 
she  did  wherever  she  traveled. 

As  they  watched  the  beautiful 
mountains,  both  Lon  and  Belle 
could  see  the  lead  wagons  pulling 
off  to  the  side  to  stop  for  the 
night.    Some  of  the  people  in  the 


wagon  train  would  find  friends 
here  at  Provo.  This  night  there 
would  be  singing  and  dancing  and 
the  renewal  of  friendships.  Cabin 
doors  would  be  thrown  open  to 
bid  the  travelers  welcome,  and 
hot  meals  would  be  provided 
through  the  hospitality  of  these 
saints,  so  recently  on  the  trail 
themselves. 

"I  can't  do  it.  Belle,"  Lon 
finally  said. 

''You  can't  do  it?  But  why, 
Lon?" 

"Selena  doesn't  know  her  own 
mind  right  now.  I  can't  ask  her 
to  marry  me  yet." 

"I'm  giving  you  fair  warning, 
Lon.  I  know  how  long  you  have 
been  in  love  with  my  sister,  but 
if  you  stand  by  and  let  this  Alfred 
Quale  step  into  Selena's  life  you'll 
not  be  doing  her  any  favor." 

"How  can  you  be  so  sure, 
Belle?  He  might  be  a  whole  lot 
better  Latter-day  Saint  than  I 
am.  What  do  you  have  against 
him,  anyway?" 


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Belle  looked  at  Lon  in  amaze- 
ment. 

"I  can't  understand  you,  Lon 
Holiday,  to  take  such  an  attitude 
in  this.  I  guess  I've  been  wrong 
from  the  start.  I  thought  you 
were  in  love  with  Selena." 

"I  am  in  love  with  her,  Belle, 
and  that's  the  very  reason  I  can't 
take  advantage  of  her  unhappi- 
ness  and  ask  her  to  marry  me 
when  she's  in  such  a  state  of  in- 
decision about  everything." 

"I'll  get  down  now,  if  you 
please,"  Belle  said.  "Sorry  to 
have  bothered  you,  Lon." 

"Belle,"  pleaded  Lon,  as  he 
drew  the  horses  to  a  halt,  "please 
don't  misunderstand  me.  You 
know  what  Selena  means  to  me." 

"I  know  that  if  this  Alfred 
keeps  coming  around,  and  she  de- 
cides to  marry  him  it  will  be  your 
fault,"  said  Belle  as  she  jumped 
to  the  ground  and  headed  for  her 
own  wagon. 

After  the  meeting  at  which  the 
final  organization  for  travel  was 
worked  out,  everyone  being  noti- 
fied as  to  whether  they  were  to 
be  in  Brother  Lyman's  group  or 
the  remaining  half  of  the  wagons 
which  Brother  Rich  would  lead, 
there  was  a  party  of  good  will  held 
for  the  travelers. 

When  the  dancing  began  there 
was  Alfred,  just  as  Belle  had 
feared,  offering  his  arm  to  Se- 
lena. Where  was  Lon?  Belle 
wondered.  He  had  been  right 
there  by  Josiah  just  a  moment 
ago. 

As  Selena  accepted  the  invita- 
tion and  moved  onto  the  rough- 
hewn  boards  that  served  as  a 
floor  in  this  building  used  both 
for  recreation  and  worship,  Belle 
looked  up  at  Josiah.     Their  eyes 


met,  and  Josiah  knew  immediate- 
ly what  was  worrying  his  wife. 

"You  heard  tl\em  make  him 
captain  of  ten  again  for  the  trip. 
He  said  he  had  to  go  check  the 
wagons  under  his  command  while 
he  is  still  here  where  there  is  an 
anvil  and  forge  if  they  are  need- 
ed." 

"Selena  dancing  with  that  Al- 
fred, and  Lon  out  checking  wag- 
on wheels!  Well,  I  don't  know 
why  I  should  worry  if  he  refuses 
to!" 

The  trip  at  first  had  been  taken 
leisurely,  traveling  through  the 
settlements,  but  the  visiting  for 
a  night  with  friends  was  coming 
to  an  end.  Lon,  never  really  en- 
thusiastic about  leaving  the  Great 
Salt  Lake  Valley,  felt  again  a 
wave  of  uneasiness  as  he  listened 
to  the  words  of  Brother  Rich. 

"The  company  is  too  large  to 
travel  together,"  he  said.  "In 
order  to  prevent  drawing  too 
heavily  on  the  desert  springs  at 
any  one  time,  there  must  be 
some  little  distance  between  the 
first  and  second  sections  of  the 
group.  However,  we  will  have 
places  of  meeting  along  the  way. 
When  the  first  section  reaches 
Parowan,  it  is  to  wait  for  the 
other  to  arrive.  Further  plans  will 
be  made  then  for  crossing  the  des- 
ert." 

The  assignments  had  already 
been  made,  but  the  names  were 
read  again  in  order  to  have  no 
misunderstandings.  Lon  knew  he 
would  be  traveling  with  Brother 
Rich,  while  Josiah  was  included 
in  Brother  Lyman's  group. 

The  long  meeting  was  drawing 
to  its  close,  and  there  was  still  no 
sign  of  President  Young.  Then 
Brother  Pratt,  who  evidently  had 


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just  arrived  at  the  meeting, 
stepped  into  the  firelight.  He 
conversed  in  a  whisper  with 
Brother  Lyman  and  Brother  Rich. 
The  crowd  waited  expectantly. 
This  was  the  moment  that  they 
had  been  anticipating  since  leav- 
ing Salt  Lake,  that  of  hearing  a 
farewell  message  from  their  Presi- 
dent, who  had  been  out  of  the 
city  at  the  time,  making  visits  to 
the  newer  settlements. 

The  announcement  was  short 
—  simply  that  President  Young 
would  not  be  present.  Lon  waited 
through  the  closing  hymn  and  the 
prayer.  He  saw  Josiah  and  Belle 
leave  to  return  to  their  wagon. 
Across  the  firelight  he  watched 
Selena  walking  away  from  the 
group  beside  Alfred  Quayle,  his 
hand  on  her  arm. 

Lon  could  not  go  yet.  He  must 
know.  He  went  at  once  to  where 
the  three  apostles  stood. 

"Brother  Pratt,"  Lon  said.  ''We 
had  hoped  to  hear  from  the  Presi- 
dent. He  is  in  the  settlement, 
isn't  he?" 

"He  is,"  Brother  Parley  an- 
swered. "I  called  upon  him  my- 
self. He  is  most  disturbed  at 
the  size  of  the  group." 

"But  why?"  asked  Lon.  "Didn't 
he,  himself,  place  Brother  Rich 
and  Brother  Lyman  in  charge  of 
the  undertaking?  Would  he  do 
that  and  not  be  in  favor  of  our 
going?" 

"He  told  me  that  he  expected 
about  twenty  men,  with  their 
families,  to  go.  His  statement 
was  that  'the  sight  of  so  many  of 
the  saints,  running  to  California, 
chiefly  after  the  god  of  this  world' 
sickened  him  and  he  felt  unable 
to  address  them." 

Lon  turned  away,  shaken.  Half- 


way to  his  wagon  he  stopped  sud- 
denly and  raised  his  eyes  to  the 
star-filled  skies.  Aloud,  with  no 
one  to  hear  except  the  night 
wind,  he  vowed  a  vow. 

"I  have  started  this,"  he  said. 
"I  shall  help  move  this  company 
on  to  California.  Nothing  shall 
come  between  me  and  the  God  of 
heaven,  and  one  day  I  will  re- 
turn." 

Just  saying  the  words  aloud 
seemed  helpful  to  Lon.  He  felt  a 
reassurance  that  always,  wherever 
he  was,  he  would  never  permit  his 
actions  to  cause  him  to  lose  his 
newly  acquired  testimony  of 
truth. 

As  Lon  neared  Josiah's  wagon, 
on  the  way  to  his  own,  he  saw 
Belle  coming  toward  him. 

"I  think  you  should  go  right 
this  minute  and  ask  them  to 
change  you  back  to  Brother 
Rich's  Company,  so  you  will  be 
with  us  and  Selena." 

"I  can't  do  that.  Belle."  There 
was  quiet  determination  in  the 
words.  "I  must  help  as  captain 
of  ten  where  I've  been  assigned." 

"You  can  help  just  as  well  in 
our  company.  I  can't  see  that 
it  makes  a  mite  of  difference." 

"But  it  does.  First  of  all. 
Brother  Lyman  has  Captain  Hunt 
with  him.  He  has  been  over  the 
route  twice  before  and  will  be  a 
valuable  help  to  the  group,  to  all 
of  us,  in  fact.  But  the  leaders  are 
making  it  a  point  not  to  put  all 
the  men  who  have  been  captains 
of  groups  in  the  lead  company.  I 
must  stay  where  I've  been  placed 
by  those  in  charge.  Brother  Rich 
is  the  only  man  we  have  who  has 
traveled  this  route." 

Belle  recognized  the  finality  of 
his  decision  and  the  uselessness 
of  argument.     "Lon,  sometimes  I 


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YOUR  HEART  TO  UNDERSTANDING 


wonder  whether  Selena  really 
means  anything  to  you." 

In  the  darkness  it  was  impos- 
sible for  her  to  see  the  look  of 
pain  cross  Lon's  face.  He  waited 
a  long  moment  before  he  spoke. 

"Next  to  the  gospel  itself,  I  love 
Selena  more  than  anything  in 
this  world,  Belle.  And  IVe  been 
worried  all  along  that  I  had  done 
the  wrong  thing  in  going  to  Cah- 
fomia.  President  Young's  decid- 
ing against  speaking  to  us  tonight 
has  helped  confirm  my  fears.  But 
IVe  started  this  thing,  and  now 
I  have  a  job  to  do.  You  say  I 
could  do  it  just  as  well  in  the 
other  company.  That's  not  the 
only  consideration.  Refusing  to 
take  counsel  is  the  first  step  along 
the  road  to  apostasy.  I  can't  let 
this  happen  in  my  case.  What- 
ever is  asked  of  me,  that  is  the 
thing  I  must  do." 

Belle  fell  in  step  beside  Lon,  and 
the  two  of  them  walked  together 
back  to  Josiah's  wagon.  Selena 
and  Alfred  were  seated  on  a  log 
in  front  of  the  wagon.  Belle  went 
on  to  the  back  of  the  wagon  and 
entered  it.  Lon  spoke  to  the  other 
two,  lifted  his  hat  and  would  have 
walked  on  when  he  heard  Alfred 
speaking  to  him. 

"I  heard  them  read  your  name 
with  the  rear  company.  Holiday. 
Did  you  get  it  changed  back  all 
right?" 

Lon  looked  at  Selena.  She  was 
staring  into  the  fire,  not  seeing 
either  of  them.  Lon's  heart  ached 
within  him  at  the  thought  of  be- 
ing separated  from  her  so  much 
more  than  he  had  been.  He  well 
reahzed  that  only  upon  rare  oc- 
casions would  the  two  groups  be 
together  throughout  the  remain- 
der of  the  trip.  He  turned  back 
to  face  Alfred  Quayle. 


"I  didn't  ask,"  he  said. 

Alfred  whooped.  "What!" 

"I  didn't  ask,"  repeated  Lon. 

"Man,  don't  you  realize  that 
the  grass  will  be  all  gone  and  the 
water  holes  dry,  time  that  last 
company  comes  along?" 

"I'll  take  my  chances,"  Lon  an- 
swered evenly.  He  turned  to 
Selena  and  held  out  his  hand. 
"Goodbye,  Selena.  I  hope  the 
rest  of  the  trip  will  be  pleasant 
for  you." 

As  the  trip  progressed,  Lon 
found  himself  wondering  at  times, 
whether  he  should  have  asked  to 
remain  with  the  other  company. 
Still,  there  was  always  the  satis- 
faction of  knowing  that  he  had 
done  as  he  had  been  asked.  He 
was  beginning  to  believe  that 
Quayle  had  other  designs,  once  he 
arrived  in  California. 

Had  Lon  only  known  it,  Josiah 
in  the  wagon  train  ahead,  was 
beginning  to  get  much  the  same 
impression.  Quayle  had  made 
himself  quite  a  constant  rider 
with  Selena.  True,  she  laughed  at 
his  jokes,  and  even  Belle  had 
grudgingly  admitted  that  it  was 
more  pleasant  to  have  Selena  act- 
ing like  this  than  in  such  a  state 
of  depression. 

It  was  one  evening  after  sup- 
per when  the  women  were  doing 
up  the  dishes  that  Alfred  made 
the  remark  that  caused  Josiah  to 
suspect  that  Belle  had  been  right 
in  her  feelings  concerning  him. 

"These  wagons  move  so  in- 
fernally slow,"  Alfred  said.  "Hope 
there  is  still  some  left  when  we 
get  there." 

"Some?"  asked  Josiah,  looking 
up  from  the  gun  he  was  cleaning. 
"Some  what?" 

''Gold!      Oh,     I     know    right 


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MAY   1964 


enough  that  we're  a  few  years  be- 
hind the  rush,  but  they're  still 
making  strikes  occasionally.  And 
I  mean  to  make  one!" 

''But  I  thought  you  knew," 
said  Josiah.  "I  thought  everyone 
in  the  wagon  knew  that  we're 
not  going  to  look  for  gold.  We're 
going  only  to  build  another  settle- 
ment to  the  glory  of  the  Lord." 

"You  may  be,"  answered  Al- 
fred, looking  far  away  toward  the 
blue  mountains  to  the  south  and 
west.  ''Not  me.  I'm  going  to 
build  up  the  glory  of  Alfred 
Quayle.  And  believe  me,  it's  go- 
ing to  be  quite  a  glory!" 

Josiah  repeated  his  conversa- 
tion with  Quayle,  confirming 
Belle's  fears  about  the  man. 

She  was  remembering  Josiah's 
words  of  just  a  few  short  days 
ago. 

"Why  are  you  so  pessimistic. 
Belle?"  he  had  asked.  "Just  be- 
cause you  had  Lon  Holiday  all 
branded  and  tagged  for  your  sis- 
ter, you  can't  see  her  with  any- 
one else.  You'll  have  to  admit 
Quayle  has  cheered  your  sister  up 
considerable.  He's  quite  a  jok- 
er." 

"Oh,  he's  a  joker,  all  right," 
Belle  had  agreed.  "He  can  make 
Selena  laugh,  but  I  don't  think 
he  could  ever  make  her  happy." 

"Well,  he  wouldn't  be  my 
choice  for  Selena,  Belle,  but  you'd 
better  get  it  through  your  head 
that  we're  not  doing  the  choosing. 
If  she  decides  on  Quayle,  reckon 
we'll  just  have  to  welcome  him  in- 
to the  family  and  like  it." 

"I  might  have  to  welcome  him 
into  the  family,  but  I  don't  have 
to  like  it,"  Belle  said.  "Oh,  it 
makes  me  so  mad  that  Lon 
wouldn't  even  ask  to  be  put  in 


our  company 


f" 


"It  was  a  point  of  honor  with 
him.  Belle,"  Josiah  had  said.  "He 
felt  it  was  his  duty  and  when  Lon 
Holiday  feels  something  to  be  his 
duty,  there's  nothing  or  no  one 
going  to  stop  him  from  doing  it." 

The  close  association  Lon  was 
having  with  Brother  Rich  became 
a  source  of  pleasure  to  him,  inter- 
spersed with  his  worries  concern- 
ing Selena  in  the  company  ahead. 
The  apostle  had  been  over  the 
route  they  were  traveling  some 
two  years  before.  He  remem- 
bered many  things  of  interest 
which  he  shared  with  Lon,  as  the 
two  of  them  walked  together  by 
the  side  of  Brother  Rich's  wagon 
and  his  six  yoke  of  oxen. 

Lon  found  it  impossible  to  ride 
comfortably  in  his  own  wagon  and 
see  some  of  the  sisters  walking 
beside  their  own  teams  of  oxen, 
so  often  he  walked  as  one  or  an- 
other of  them  drove  his  horses. 

"It's  the  desert  that  will  really 
test  our  strength,  Lon,"  Brother 
Rich  had  said.  "If  we  can  only 
get  across  it  with  all  our  people 
and  animals,  everything  else  will 
work  out  fine." 

Will  it?  Lon  found  himself  won- 
dering. The  days  began  to  drag 
and  he  was  most  impatient  to 
reach  Little  Salt  Lake  Valley  and 
the  lead  company  and  Selena. 

They  had  been  over  three 
weeks  on  the  trail  when  he  heard 
Brother  Rich  shout,  "There  it  is! 
That's  Parowan  up  ahead  and 
the  other  company." 

When  they  pulled  up  and 
stopped  for  camp,  Lon  could  hard- 
ly force  himself  to  take  the  time 
to  check  his  ten  wagons  before 
he  went  in  search  of  Josiah's  out- 
fit. He  hoped  he  would  find  Jo- 
siah and  Belle  with  just  Selena 


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and  no  company.  Especially  with- 
out the  particular  company  he 
had  in  mind.  He  was  just  ready 
to  leave  when  Brother  Rich  came. 
"Lon!  I'm  glad  I  found  you  in 
camp.  I  need  you  to  go  in  to 
Parowan  and  see  if  you  can  find 
any  barrels  or  canteens  that  we 
might  be  able  to  get.  When  we 
get  to  the  desert  we  will  need 


YOUR   HEART  TO   UNDERSTANDING 

every  container  that  will  hold 
water.  Several  of  us  are  going. 
Can  you  come  along?" 

"Why,  of  course,"  answered 
Lon,  disappointment  hanging 
heavy  upon  him.  This  might 
take  the  entire  evening.  The  lead 
company  would  be  moving  out  in 
the  early  morning. 

(To  be  continued) 


Prayer  for  My  Daughter 

Carol le  Denton 

Dark  as  the  earth,  her  eyes,  dark  and  brushed 
With  secrets  only  this  birth  has  hushed. 
From  root  to  leaf,  the  life  is  the  tree. 
Let  this  young  child  take  strength  from  me. 

Time  on  the  leaf,  lines  drawn  with  care, 
Will  tell  the  story  life  places  there. 
And  fed  by  the  tree  all  summer  long. 
Let  the  leaf  in  the  wind  echo  bird's  song. 

The  fruit  of  the  tree  is  the  color  of  fall. 
The  ripening  after  the  springtime  call. 
And  gently  touched  by  the  earth  and  skies, 
Let  her  learn  the  secrets  in  her  dark  eyes. 


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Magazine  Honor  Roll 

for   1963 

Counselor  Marianne  C.  Sharp 

The  General  Board  is  most  desirous  that  every  English-reading  Relief  Society 
member  read  The  Relief  Society  Magazine  and  thus  bind  ever  closer  the 
sisterhood  of  Relief  Society.  It  is  a  satisfaction,  also,  to  see  material  from  The 
Relief  Society  Magazine  translated  into  the  foreign-speaking  mission  publications. 
Therefore,  the  General  Board  rejoices  that  the  subscriptions  to  The  Relief 
Society  Magazine  in  1963  reached  an  all-time  high  of  217,397,  an  increase  of 
15,827  over  the  year  1962. 

For  the  seventeenth  year  South  Los  Angeles  Stake  tops  the  list,  wih  a  per- 
centage of  209.  It  also  ranks  first  in  the  number  of  subscriptions  with  1652. 
The  highest  ward  was  South  Gate  of  the  South  Los  Angeles  Stake  with  349  per 
cent.  The  Irish  Mission  attained  the  highest  per  cent  of  the  missions  with  135  per 
cent.  The  East  Central  States  Mission  had  the  highest  number  of  subscriptions 
with  1196.  The  Londonderry-Omagh  District  of  the  Irish  Mission  reached  154  per 
cent,  and  the  Sidney  Branch  of  the  Western  States  Mission  was  the  high- 
est branch  in  a  mission  with  311  per  cent. 

Letters  of  commendation  are  constantly  received  from  subscribers  who 
feel  that  the  Magazine  is  offering  to  Relief  Society  members  valuable  assistance 
in  carrying  forward  their  Relief  Society  work,  as  well  as  providing  reading  material 
which  reflects  Latter-day  Saint  standards  and  encourages  better  living. 

More  and  more  literary  contributions  are  received  from  countries  other  than 
the  United  States,  and  the  General  Board  welcomes  the  opportunity  of  publishing 
those  which  conform  to  Magazine  standards.  In  order  to  recognize  distant  home- 
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cate after  the  name  of  the  author,  the  country  in  which  the  author  lives  where 
it  is  outside  Continental  United  States. 

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sentatives who  labor  so  tirelessly  to  place  the  Magazine  in  every  Latter-day  Saint 
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MAGAZINE  HONOR  ROLL  FOR  1963 

Honors  for  Highest  Ratings 

Stake 

South  Los  Angeles    (California)    209% 
Magazine  Representartive  —  Amelia  Dellenbach 

Ward 

Soreth  Gate  Ward,  South  Los  Angeles  Stake   (California)    349% 
Magazine  Representative  —  Imogene  Slater 

Mission 

Irish  Mission  —  135% 
Mission  Magazine  Representative  —  Sandra  M.  Covey  .. 

Mission  District 

Londonderry-Omagh  District,  Irish  Mission  —  154% 
Magazine  Representative  —  Sandra  M.  Covey 

Mission  Branch 

Sidney  Branch  —  311% 

West  Nebraska   District,   Western   States    Mission 

Magazine  Representative  —  Gladys  Dean 


Ten  Highest  Percentages  in  Stakes 

South  Los  Angeles  209.. ..Amelia  Dellenbach 

Huntington    Park 185. ..Rachel  Liston 

Glendale  141....Edythe  M.  Fairbanks 

Mojave 139. ...Alice  Bundles 

Inglewood ._ 133. ..Edith  Pew 

Burley 130.. ..Virginia  F.  Nichols 

Las  Vegas 129. ..Eloise  Leavitt 

Phoenix 125...  Alva  Knight 

South  Idaho  Falls  _....125....Ahce  Moss 

Redondo  ...122. ...Nedra  R.  Stott 

Missions  Achieving  Ten  Highest  Percentages 

Irish 135. ..Sandra  M.  Covey 

Western  States  116. ..Carroll  Thorpe 

California ...114..  .Midene  McKay  Anderson 

North  Central  States  109. ..Carmen  L.  Dahlgren 

Northwestern  States  100. ..Eva  Mertlich 

Canadian    99... Caroline  Willey  Lee  Pitcher 

Northern  States  99. ..Ira  Mae  Palmer 

New  England  96  ...Alberta  S.  Baker 

West  Central  States 96.. ..Laura  C.  Home 

Eastern  States 92....Zelma  R.  West 


377 


MAY  1964 

Ten  Stakes  With  Highest  Number  of  Subscriptions 


No. 

No. 

Subscriptions 

Subscriptions 

South  Los  Angeles                       1652 

Twin  Falls 

1041 

Huntington  Park                          1317 

Maricopa 

1018 

Glendale                                         1307 

Burley 

1008 

Mesa                                                11151/2 

Wells 

983 

Ensign                                             1050 

Hillside 

976 

Ten  Missions  With  Highest  Number  of  Subscriptions 

No. 

No. 

Subscriptions 

1 

Subscriptions 

East  Central  States                    1196 

Southern  States 

639 

New  England                                  928 

Eastern  Atlantic 

603 

Northwestern  States                     812 

Florida 

578 

Gulf  States                                     726 

Northern  States 

549 

North  Central  States                   667 

Canadian 

547 

Stakes  in  Which  All  Wards  Received  100%  or  Over 

Alameda  Rosalie  W.  Taylor 

Ammon  Violet  Wakley 

Bear  River Lottie  R.  Potter 

Bonneville    Grace  B.  Larsen 

Boston - Delia  Chaplin 

Burley Virginia  F.  Nichols 

Denver    Katherina  Belmain 

East  Idaho  Falls Sarah  Owens 

East  Jordan LaVenna  S.  Cook 

East  Phoenix Geneva  Cluff 

East  Sharon  Wanda  Kelly 

Glendale Edythe  M.  Fairbanks 

Granite  Jane  Henry 

Grant Odell  Overly 

Highland Lucille  M.  Larsen 

Huntington  Park  Rachel  Liston 

Inglewood Edith  Pew 

Long  Beach  Erma  Halls 

Malad  Maude  Y.  Jensen 

Mesa  South  Myrna  Skousen 

Napa  LaVaun  L.  Allen 

North  Tooele Mildred  H.  Sagers 

Norwalk  Kathryn  D.  Mullikin 

Oakland-Berkeley LaVon  B.  Johnson 

Palmyra   Eleanor  D.  Olsen 

Parleys  - Genevieve  M.  Lewis 

Phoenix    Alva  Knight 

Phoenix  West  Geraldine  Slaven 

Pocatello Alice  Brandt 

Pomona    Nora  Perdue 

Redondo  Nedra  R.  Stott 

St.  Joseph  Nira  P.  Lee 

Scottsdale Anna  Lee  Gooch 

Shelley June  L.  Walton 

South  Box  Elder Nila  J.  Stucki 

South  Idaho  Falls Alice  Moss 

South  Los  Angeles  Amelia  Dellenbach 

South  Salt  Lake Hannah  Dietrich 

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MAGAZINE  HONOR  ROLL  FOR  1963 


Temple  View  Mabel  E.  Snow 

Torrance Ivy  Higdon 

Wells  Gertrude  Fullmer 

Whittier   Melba  J.  Huff 

Wilford Lila  F.  Madsen 

Woodruff   Gladys  K.  GroU 

Zion  Park  Pearl  W.  Stratton 


Stakes  by  Percentages — 1963 


South  Los  Angeles 

209 

Yuma 

111 

Zion  Park 

106 

Huntington  Park 

185 

Granite 

110 

Cumorah 

105 

Glendale 

141 

Lost  River 

110 

Minidoka 

105 

Mojave 

139 

Palomar 

110 

Oakland-Berkeley 

105 

Inglewood 

133 

Reseda 

110 

Redwood 

105 

Burley 

130 

San  Diego  East 

110 

Santa  Monica 

105 

Las  Vegas 

129 

South  Salt  Lake 

110 

South  Bear  River 

105 

Phoenix 

125 

Toronto 

110 

Bear  River 

104 

South  Idaho  Falls 

125 

West  Boise 

110 

Lake  Mead 

104 

Redondo 

122 

Alaska 

109 

Malad 

104 

Rexburg 

121 

Canoga  Park 

109 

Millcreek 

104 

Torrance 

121 

East  Idaho  Falls 

109 

Monument  Park 

104 

Temple  View 

120 

Santa  Maria 

109 

Nyssa 

104 

Whittier 

118 

Scottsdale 

109 

Taber 

104 

Woodruff 

118 

Grant 

108 

Union 

104 

Alameda 

117 

HoUaday 

108 

Wilford 

104 

Long  Beach 

117 

Mt.  Graham 

108 

Cassia 

103 

Shelley 

117 

Wichita 

108 

Cheyenne 

103 

Ashley 

116 

Ammon 

107 

Columbus 

103 

Phoenix  West 

116 

Big  Horn 

107 

Mesa 

103 

St.  Joseph 

115 

Bonneville 

107 

Mesa  South 

103 

San  Diego 

115 

Concord 

107 

Mt.  Jordan 

103 

San  Joaquin 

115 

Edmonton 

107 

New  Orleans 

103 

Oquirrh 

114 

Idaho  Falls 

107 

North  Seattle 

103 

Pomona 

114 

Lake  View 

107 

Portneuf 

103 

Liberty 

113 

Mt.  Rubidoux 

107 

Provo 

103 

Maricopa 

113 

North  Pocatello 

107 

Reno 

103 

Phoenix  North 

113 

Palmyra 

107 

San  Fernando 

103 

Brigham  City 

112 

Parleys 

107 

Sevier 

103 

East  Jordan 

112 

Rigby 

107 

Star  Valley 

103 

East  Phoenix 

112 

St.  Louis 

107 

Casper 

102 

North  Box  Elder 

112 

Twin  Falls 

107 

Columbia  River 

102 

Pocatello 

112 

Weber  Heights 

107 

Franklin 

102 

Boston 

111 

Wells 

107 

Norwalk 

102 

Denver 

111 

Box  Elder 

106 

Santa  Barbara 

102 

Florida 

111 

Ensign 

106 

Snowflake 

102 

Napa 

111 

Grand  Junction 

106 

Sydney 

102 

Portland 

111 

Highland 

106 

Taylor 

102 

South  Box  Elder 

111 

Moapa 

106 

Tucson 

102 

West  Covina 

111 

North  Tooele 

106 

Boise 

101 

379 


MAY  1964 


East  Mesa  101 

East  Sharon  101 

Juab  101 

Pasadena  101 

Potomac  101 

Santa  Rosa  101 

Burbank  100 

Park  100 

Reno  North  100 

San  Diego  South  100 

San  Jose  West  100 

Southern  Arizona  100 

West  Utah  100 

East  Rigby  99 

Gridley  99 

Hayward  99 

Kansas   City  99 

Ogden  99 

Panguitch  99 

St.  George  East  99 

Uvada  99 

Yellowstone  99 

American  Falls  98 

Chicago  98 

Detroit  98 

East  Millcreek  98 

Granite  Park  98 

Idaho  98 

Las  Vegas  North  98 

Olympus  98 

St.   George  98 

St.  Johns  98 

San  Bernardino  98 

Spanish  Fork  98 

Wind  River  98 

East  Long  Beach  97 

East  Provo  97 

Grand  Coulee  97 

Granger  97 

Great  Falls  97 

Juarez  97 

New  Jersey  97 

North  Jordan  97 

North  Rexburg  97 

Riverton  97 

South  Summit  97 

Sugar  House  97 

Bannock  96 

Farr  West  96 

Garden  Grove  96 


Raft  River  96 

Sacramento  96 
South  Cottonwood      96 

Teton  96 

Tooele  96 

Washington  96 
East  Los  Angeles        95 

Emigration  95 

Los  Angeles  95 

Mt.  Logan  95 

Nampa  95 

Orange  County  95 

San  Juan  95 

Blackfoot  94 

Calgary  94 

Cottonwood  94 

Denver  West  94 

Kolob  94 

Milwaukee  94 
North  Idaho  Falls       94 

Puget  Sound  94 

Riverdale  94 

Salt  Lake  94 

San  Leandro  94 

Santa  Ana  94 

Covina  93 

Oneida  93 

Pikes  Peak  93 

Riverside  93 

San  Mateo  93 

Springville  93 

Valley  View  93 

West  Sharon  93 

Winder  93 

Alberta  92 

Cache  92 

Cedar  92 

East  Pocatello  92 

Logan  92 

Moroni  92 

Nebo  92 

San  Francisco  92 

Canyon  Rim  91 

Deseret  91 

Missoula  91 

Monterey  Bay  91 

Roy  91 

Salmon  River  91 

Seattle  91 

Weiser  91 


Dallas 

90 

Duchesne 

90 

East  Ogden 

90 

El  Paso 

90 

Hillside 

90 

Portland  West 

90 

South  Blackfoot 

90 

South  Davis 

90 

Uintah 

90 

West  PocateUo 

90 

Albuquerque 

89 

Bakersfield 

89 

Cedar  West 

89 

Chicago  South 

89 

Montpelier 

89 

Richland 

89 

Timpanogos 

89 

University  West 

89 

Utah 

89 

Young 

89 

Bountiful  East 

88 

Cannon 

88 

Fresno 

88 

Houston 

88 

Humboldt 

88 

North  Davis 

88 

North  Sacramento 

88 

North  Weber 

88 

San  Luis  Obispo 

88 

Taylorsville 

88 

Virginia 

88 

Wasatch 

88 

Benson 

87 

Billings 

87 

Brisbane 

87 

East  Cache 

87 

Gooding 

87 

Granger  North 

87 

Kanab 

87 

Lethbridge 

87 

Nevada 

87 

Rose  Park 

87 

Tacoma 

87 

Washington  Terrace  87 

American  Fork 

86 

Bountiful  South 

86 

Hyrum 

86 

Lansing 

86 

Monument  Pk.  West  86 

Philadelphia 

86 

380 


MAGAZINE  HONOR  ROLL  FOR  1963 


San  Luis  86 
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Summit  86 

Alpine  85 

Bountiful  85 

Butte  85 

Honolulu  85 

Lorin  Farr  85 

Mt.  Ogden  85 

New  York  85 

North  Carolina  85 

Oklahoma  85 

South  Ogden  85 

Wayne  85 

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Ben  Lomond  84 

Blaine  84 

Cascade  84 

Melbourne  84 

Palo  Alto  84 

Sandy  84 

Tampa  84 

Bear  Lake  83 

Corvallis  83 

Davis  83 

Grantsville  83 

Layton  83 

Redding  83 

San  Jose  83 

Smithfield  83 

Butler  82 

Murray  South  82 

West  Jordan  82 

Carbon  81 

Klamath  81 


Midvale  81 

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Roosevelt  81 

Sharon  81 

South  Sanpete  81 

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Atlanta  80 

Millard  80 

Raleigh  80 

Walnut  Creek  80 

Clearfield  79 

Flagstaff  79 

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Spokane  79 

Yakima  79 
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Craig  78 

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Kaysville  78 

Lehi  78 

Minnesota  78 

Morgan  78 

Vancouver  78 

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Lewiston  76 

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73 

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72 

Winter  Quarters 

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71 

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San  Antonio 

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Shreveport 

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Manchester 

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Beaumont 

67 

Cincinnati 

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Macon 

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65 

Glasgow 

63 

Fort  Wayne 

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Sandy  East 

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Hamilton 

61 

Leeds 

61 

Illinois 

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London 

60 

Oahu 

43 

Sunderland 

36 

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20 

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The  weary  and  unwise, 
Lord,  send  them  hands  to  hold  to 
And  understanding  eyes. 

Your  sky  is  benediction, 
Its  stars  light  up  the  night  — 
And,  oh,  the  blessed  comfort 
Of  a  neighbor's  candlelight. 


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The  Right  Key 

Luella  Foster 

"HEN  John  Burroughs  once  visited  the  Mammoth  Cave  of  Kentucky, 
he  marveled,  as  many  have,  at  the  echoing  rocks  around  him.  When 
the  guide  called  out,  in  his  heavy  bass  voice,  the  sound  reverberated,  but 
when  John  Burroughs  tried,  he  could  not  strike  the  right  note  and  the 
rocks  were  dumb.  After  several  trials,  when  only  flat,  dead  sounds  re- 
echoed, a  beautiful  sound,  as  of  wild,  sweet  violins  was  heard.  At  last  he 
had  found  the  right  key  and  the  rocks  had  resounded  like  the  strings  of 
a  harp. 

How  many  of  us  often  fail  to  strike  the  right  key  and  fail  to  obtain 
the  response  that  we  are  striving  for. 

This  may  apply  to  so  many  things:  to  our  families  at  home,  especially 
our  children;  to  our  classes;  to  all  our  associates.  Sometimes,  the  correct 
approach  is  more  important  than  we  realize.  Establishing  a  suitable  back- 
ground first  is  usually  necessary.  We  must  find  the  right  key  before  the 
desired  returns  can  be  expected. 

Most  of  us  have  learned  to  practice  this  in  our  daily  contacts.  At  least, 
we  realize  the  need  for  it.  We  know  that  we  obtain  the  best  response  when 
we  have  used  the  magic  key.  It  may  be  one  of  many  virtues,  but  I  believe 
that  consideration  of  others  encompasses  them  all:  living  the  Golden  Rule, 
doing  unto  others  as  we  would  be  done  by.  It  doesn't  cost  us  anything  to 
be  polite,  to  be  kind,  to  show  appreciation,  to  be  helpful,  or  a  dozen  other 
qualities. 

The  life  of  Jesus  shows  us  what  he  used  for  the  magic  key.  By  a 
constant  study  of  the  scriptures,  we,  too,  may  always  hope  to  have  it. 


Whom  Should  I  Seek? 

Blanche  Briggs 

T  asked  a  friend's  pardon  for  a  mistake  I  made  .  .  .  but  the  seed  was 
-■-  planted.  I  asked  a  loved  one's  forgiveness  for  a  wrong  I  had  done,  but 
the  seed  in  the  furrow  was  deep. 

I  pondered  long  to  make  amends,  but  to  no  avail. 
So  I  prayed  to  my  Heavenly  Father  for  guidance  and  comfort.  Joy  and 
comfort  and  a  peaceful  mind  were  given  me. 

Who  can  deny  there  is  a  Supreme  Being? 

Dear  Lord,  bless  those  who  have  not  contact  with  the  Holy  Spirit 
and  cannot  see  the  truth  before  it  is  too  late. 


388 


Joy 

Olive  Sharp 

THE  Book  of  Mormon  says,  "Men  are  that  they  might  have  joy."  Then  we  must 
look  on  the  bright  side  of  every  event  and  have  faith  in  God  who  knows  what 
he  is  doing.  If  we  have  faith  and  ask  for  his  guidance  everyday,  someday  we  will 
understand. 

How  can  anyone  be  downcast?  We  mortals  can  only  see  the  present  and  the 
past,  but  not  the  future.     God  alone  can  see  that.     So  we  must  have  faith  in  him. 

We  should  look  and  see  the  beauty  all  around  us,  the  mountains,  the  rivers,  the 
flowers,  the  trees,  and  the  birds  that  are  so  beautiful.  We  should  see  and  protect  all 
the  beauty  in  the  world  about  us. 

If  we  should  catch  ourselves  finding  fault  with  our  friends,  we  should  stop  and 
consider  that  we  do  not  understand  their  circumstances,  and  try  to  find  something  good 
about  them,  or  do  some  kindness  for  them.  Let  us  do  this  now,  for  we  shall  not  pass 
this  way  again. 

I  try  to  search  out  the  lovely  promises  in  the  scriptures,  such  as  the  beautiful 
Twenty-Third  Psalm,  and  I  also  like  the  121st.  They  are  so  full  of  comfort  and 
beauty,  and  while  I  am  on  the  subject  of  beauty,  there  is  something  which  I  must  not 
skip.  I  have  subscribed  for  The  Relief  Society  Magazine  for  many  years  and  send  seven 
Magazines  for  Christmas  presents  to  relatives  in  Alaska,  South  America,  California,  and 
to  a  favorite  cousin  in  South  Dakota  who  is  not  of  our  faith,  but  who  reads  every 
article.  The  covers  are  so  beautiful,  there  can  be  no  question  about  that,  as  she 
wrote,  "I  have  the  April  cover  framed  and  hanging  in  my  room.  They  are  all  so 
beautiful  that  I  would  not  know  which  to  frame." 

There  are  several  ways  we  can  dispose  of  The  Reliei  Society  Magazine  which  will 
bring  joy  to  many  people  when  we  have  finished  studying  the  lessons.  We  can  take 
them  to  some  rest  home  or  hospital  or  give  them  to  some  friend  who  docs  not  sub- 
scribe. I  have  gathered  the  Magazines  and  taken  them  to  a  rest  home,  and  the 
attendant  at  the  desk  said  they  were  more  than  pleased  to  have  them,  and  the  women 
always  looked  anxiously  for  the  next  ones. 

I  always  try  to  put  my  best  foot  forward,  but  sometimes  get  my  feet  mixed  up. 


Double  Your  Pleasure  — 
Double  Your  Subscription 

Ouida  Johns  Pedersen 

Many  times  I  buy  paper-backed  editions  of  books  I  wish  to  read,  then  when  I  am 
finished  with  them,  I  feel  I  can  afford  to  give  them  away  to  others.  When  they  have 
completed  them,  I  ask  them  to  pass  the  books  along  to  someone  else.  This  way,  I 
feel  that  I  really  get  the  most  value  for  my  money. 

The  other  day  I  had  a  wonderful  idea  that  some  of  the  sisters  might  like  to  share. 
Why  not  get  a  double  subscription  to  the  Relief  Society  Magazine?  I  am  always  wanting 
to  cut  something  out,  a  recipe  or  an  apt  quotation  from  an  inspirational  article.  Some 
times,  I  would  like  to  share  the  recipes  with  a  friend,  or  send  a  poem  to  someone  I 
feel  might  enjoy  it.  At  the  same  time,  I  want  to  save  my  Magazines  for  future  lesson 
material  and  reference.  The  modest  price  of  the  magazine  makes  this  a  little  luxury 
I  can  indulge  myself  in  without  feeling  guilty.  This  year  why  not  "Double  your 
pleasure,"  double  your  subscription! 


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FROM  THE  FIELD 


Geri£ral  Secretary -Treasurer  Hulda  Parker 


All  material  submitted  for  publication  in  this  department  should  be  sent  through 
stake  and  mission  Relief  Society  presidents.  See  regulations  governing  the  submittal  of 
material  for  "Notes  From  the  Field"  in  the  Magazine  for  January  1958,  page  47,  and 
in  the  Relief  Society  Handbook  of  Instmctions. 


RELIEF  SOCIETY  ACTIVITIES 


Northeast  British   Mission   Relief  Society  Conference 
August   10,   1963 

Naomi  D.  Thorn,  President,  Northeast  British  Mission  Relief  Society, 
reports: 

"In  our  August  conference,  we  shared  a  day  of  knowledge,  mixed  with 
talents.  Sister  Esther  Harmer  showed  us  new  ideas  in  bread  and  roll  making. 
Our  spiritual  appetites  were  filled  as  the  previews  of  the  year's  lessons  were 
presented.  'A  stitch  in  time  saves  nine'  could  have  been  our  theme  for  the 
highlight  of  our  day's  activities.  Sister  Jean  Law  demonstrated  quilt  making, 
which  is  a  new  idea  for  our  English  saints.  Musical  numbers  and  inspiring 
words  from  our  leaders  and  sisters  of  the  various  districts  renewed  our  desire 
to  serve  and  share  our  Relief  Society  with  others." 


390 


NOTES  FROM  THE  FIELD 


North  Weber  Stake  (Utah)  Homemakers'  Talent  Festival 
September  13,  1963 

Ward  work  meeting  leaders  and  stake  work  meeting  leaders  grouped  around 
display  tables  of  articles  made  in  Relief  Society  work  meetings,  left  to  right: 
Esther  Dance,  West  Weber  Ward;  Elaine  Wade,  Warren  Ward;  Opal  Hammer, 
Taylor  Ward;  Jo  Anne  Wilson,  West  Warren  Ward;  Lillian  Thompson,  Ogden 
Forty-sixth  Ward  Work  Director  Counselor;  Dorothea  Douglas,  Ogden  Six- 
teenth Ward;  June  Timmreck,  Wilson  Ward;  Chloe  Sessions,  Ogden  Third 
Ward;  Martha  Vaughn,  Ogden  Tenth  Ward;  Bertha  Hadley,  stake  work  meet- 
ing leader. 

Gladys  P.  Wayment,  President,  North  Weber  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports: 
"We  held  a  very  successful  Talent  Festival,  September  13,  1963.  A  special  fea- 
ture was  the  display  of  articles  made  in  Relief  Society  work  meetings.  On  dis- 
play were  many  beautiful  quilts,  rugs,  knitted  and  crocheted  articles,  pictures, 
wall  plaques,  and  paintings;  interesting  conversation  pieces;  a  group  of  made- 
over  articles;  antiques  and  heirlooms,  including  treasured  pieces  of  china,  an- 
tique furniture,  shawls,  and  clothing. 

"From  The  Relief  Society  Magazine,  we  chose  cookie  recipes,  from  which 
many  varieties  of  cookies  were  made  by  the  wards,  and  these  were  served  with 
sherbet,  as  refreshments  for  the  occasion.  Printed  booklets,  containing  the 
recipes  of  all  the  different  cookies,  were  presented  to  all  those  who  attended.  An 
interesting  display  was  a  welfare  table,  showing  a  year's  supply  of  food  for  one 
individual,  with  literature  and  information  on  storage  available  to  everyone.  In 
the  foyer  was  a  festival  of  learning  on  parade,  where  lovely  displays  of  all  the 
lesson  departments,  music,  and  the  Magazine  were  featured.  As  our  festival 
was  held  through  the  late  afternoon  and  the  evening,  many  members  of  the 
Priesthood  attended  with  the  sisters.  They  expressed  themselves  as  pleased 
with  the  accomplishments  of  the  Relief  Society.  We  were  most  honored  to  have 
Sister  Louise  W.  Madsen  of  the  General  Board  attend  the  festival.  This  was 
one  of  the  most  outstanding  and  best  attended  events  we  have  held,  and  we 
were  very  pleased  with  the  efforts  of  all  the  wards." 


391 


MAY  1964 

Noi^hvuestern  States  Mission,  Mid-Columbia  District  Indian  Articles  on  Display  at 
«  Friendship  Day  and  Homemakers'  Fair,  The  Dalles,  Oregon,  September  12,  1963 

Verna  Geneal  L.  Wood,  President,  Northwestern  States  Mission  Relief  So- 
ciety, reports:  "The  Mid-Columbia  District  of  the  Northwestern  States  Mission 
sponsored  a  Friendship  Day  and  Homemakers'  Fair.  The  women's  auxiliaries 
of  other  churches,  and  other  women's  groups  in  the  area  were  invited  to  at- 
tend. Displays  were  made  of  Indian  artifacts,  painting,  flower  arrangements, 
ceramics,  genealogy,  Christmas  suggestions,  babies'  world,  toys,  arts  and  crafts, 
quilts  and  pillows,  fascinating  foods,  and  partytime. 

"During  the  afternoon  demonstrations  were  given  on  different  types  of 
parties,  cake  decorating,  and  homemade  soap.  A  movie  on  figure  flattery  was 
shown  before  the  fashion  show  of  homemade  clothing.  Punch  and  cookies  were 
served  during  the  afternoon.  Approximately  one  hundred  women  attended  the 
function,  and  the  reports  from  these  women  were  most  gratifying.  The  Mid- 
Columbia  District  is  composed  of  branches  at  The  Dalles,  Oregon;  Glendale, 
Klickitat,  White  Salmon,  and  Stevenson,  Washington.  It  covers  an  area  of  about 
one  hundred  miles,  and  has  129  Relief  Society  members.  The  district  officers 
are:  President  Laurel  Scholes;  Education  Counselor  Farris  Jolley;  Work 
Director  Counselor  Vonda  Emmett;  Secretary-Treasurer  Velma  Page;  music  di- 
rector Lucille  Harshburger." 

Southwest  British   Mission,   First  Singing  Mothers  Chorus  Organized 

In  Cornwall,  July   1963 

Front  row,  left  to  right:  Thelma  Lashmore;  Maureen  Paddy;  Gladys 
Hailey;  Evelyn  Bunny. 

Second  row,  left  to  right:  Vera  Butler  (missionary-director) ;  Annie 
Miners;  Netti'e  Roberts;  Else  Wall;  Gyneith  Thomas;  Rahil  Harris. 

Back  row:  left  to  right:  Joy  Bone;  Elizabeth  Harvey;  Monica  Webb; 
Emma  Lou  Webb  (missionary) ;  Anne  Webb;  Joyce  Deste;  Veoma  Done 
(missionary  and  district  board  member). 

Elaine  B.  Curtis,  President,  Southwest  British  Mission  Relief  Society, 
reports:  "Since  the  organization  of  this  chorus,  the  sisters  have  been  called 
upon  to  sing  several  times  for  various  occasions  within  the  mission.  They  sang 
for  a  Relief  Society  leadership  meeting  and  genealogical  convention  held  in 
Plymouth,  England,  traveling  more  than  150  miles  by  rail,  bus,  and  car,  and 
paying  their  own  expenses." 

Indianapolis  Stake  (Indiana)  Visiting  Teacher  Convention,  October  12,  1963 

Left  to  right,  front  row:  Marguerite  Oniones,  Work  Director  Counselor; 
Joan  Griesemer,  Education  Counselor;  Beverly  Ferguson,  President. 

Sister  Ferguson  reports:  "A  wonderful  time  was  had  by  the  sisters  who 
attended  the  visiting  teacher  convention,  October  12,  1963,  the  theme  of  which 
was  'Love.'  The  convention  was  highlighted  by  words  of  wisdom  and  encourage- 
ment from  the  Relief  Society  advisor  Elder  Vern  Hobson. 

"Relief  Society  pins  were  awarded  to  Marian  Hobson,  in  appreciation  for 
her  fifty-six  years  of  active  service,  and  to  Ethel  Buttons,  eighty-one  years  old, 
for  being  the  oldest  active  visiting  teacher  in  the  stake.  The  centerpieces,  made 
by  the  wards  and  branches,  portraying  love  of  service,  home,  Relief  Society, 
education,  neighbors,  country,  God,  activity,  music,  virtue,  beauty,  and  visiting 
teaching  helped  to  make  an  already  delicious  luncheon  even  more  delightful. 
We  were  made  more  aware  of  the  importance  of  visiting  teaching  from  the  light- 
er side  by  the  skit  'If  the  Shoe  Fits,  Wear  It,'  and  songs  entitled  'Excuses'  and 
'Go,  Go,  Go  and  Teach.' 

"The  sweet  spirit  of  love  was  present  throughout  the  convention,  which  gave 
each  sister  a  stronger  determination  to  fulfill  her  responsibilities  as  a  visiting 
teacher." 

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MAY   1964 

Maricopa  Stake  (Arizona)  Singing  Mothers  Present  Music  for  Inter-Faith  Social 
"Meet  My  Neighbor,"  October  25,  1963 

At  the  right,  front  row,  chorister  Nathal  Fuller;  at  the  left  in  the  back  row, 
Alta  Standage,  organist;  Goddess  of  Liberty,  Verna  Randall. 

Mildred  B.  Jarvis,  President,  Maricopa  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports: 
"Members  of  the  Maricopa  Stake  Relief  Society  had  an  opportunity  to  become 
better  acquainted  with  both  nonmember  neighbors,  and  also  those  members  of 
the  Church  who  have  not  been  active,  at  an  Inter-Faith  Social  'Meet  My  Neigh- 
bor,' held  October  25,  1963.  Members  of  each  ward  were  invited  to  bring  friends 
and  neighbors  to  the  stake  program.  Invitations,  together  with  a  brief  explana- 
tion of  the  Relief  Society  program,  were  sent  to  service  and  cultural  clubs,  and 
to  the  wives  of  city  and  school  officials. 

"The  very  stimulating  and  informative  program  presented  the  origin  and 
purpose  of  Relief  Society,  with  emphasis  on  service.  The  script  was  written  by 
Nedra  Lundberg.  Music  for  the  program  was  furnished  by  the  Maricopa  Stake 
Singing  Mothers,  who  had  joined  with  other  stakes  of  Arizona  to  sing  at  the 
October  General  Conference  in  the  Tabernacle  in  Salt  Lake  City. 

"One  of  the  most  impressive  parts  of  the  program  was  the  display  of  handi- 
work made  by  the  sisters  of  all  the  wards  in  the  stake.  This  drew  praise  especial- 
ly from  the  nonmembers  who  attended  the  presentation.  An  atmosphere  of 
warmth  and  friendliness  was  set  by  the  decor,  with  autumn  colors  and  floral 
arrangements  setting  the  theme.  Stake  board  members  and  ward  Relief  Society 
presidents,  who  were  serving  as  hostesses,  wore  name  cards  decorated  with 
yellow  chrysanthemums,  tied  with  a  single  blue  bow.  Decorations  on  the  re- 
freshment tables  in  the  cultural  hall  included  dry  arrangements  in  their  natural 
coloring,  with  accents  of  gold. 

"The  expressions  of  the  guests  and  members,  alike,  reflected  the  spirit  of 
neighborliness  and  sisterhood  which  prevailed  throughout  the  social.  Many 
hearts  were  touched  and  eyes  opened  to  the  rewarding  experiences  offered 
through  the  educational  and  work  programs  of  Relief  Society." 

New  England  Mission,  Southern  Maine  Singing  Mothers  at  "Keynote  Meeting" 

September  1,  1963 

Ann  N.  Madsen,  President,  New  England  Mission  Relief  Society,  reports: 
"  'He  That  Is  Faithful  Shall  Be  Made  Strong'  was  the  theme  of  the  New  Eng 
land  Mission  Primary-Relief  Society  Conference.  As  each  sister  entered  the 
Cambridge  chapel  she  was  given  a  name  tag,  a  blue  link  printed  with  the  words 
'A  Strong  Link'  to  highlight  the  fact  that  a  chain  is  only  as  strong  as  its 
weakest  link. 

"The  Relief  Society  keynote  meeting  began  at  12:30  P.M.  After  Sister  Mad- 
sen  had  welcomed  the  sisters,  a  skit  was  presented  by  the  mission  officers  called 
'This  Is  New  England.  You  Are  There!'  The  props  for  this  skit  were  royal 
blue  curtains  on  either  side  of  a  regular  door  marked  'Your  Sister  Lives  Here.' 
The  voices  in  the  skit  came  from  'all  over  New  England,'  but  no  one  was  seen 
to  be  speaking.  The  skit  consisted  of  a  'before  and  after'  series  of  events  taken 
from  real  life  here  in  New  England,  showing  what  Relief  Society,  in  all  its  phas- 
es, can  do  to  help  the  sisters,  particularly  those  who  sit  behind  closed  doors  and 
never  see  or  hear  from  us. 

"Next  the  sisters  moved  into  the  cultural  hall,  where  cake  decorating,  quilt- 
ing, smocking,  rug  hooking,  wreaths  and  trees  made  of  white  and  dyed  turkey 
feathers  were  being  demonstrated  and  patterns  were  being  ordered.  During  this 
time  the  sisters  were  encouraged  to  sit  down  and  learn  'how'  on  the  spot.  Many 
beautiful  displays,  with  clever  bazaar  ideas,  were  set  up.  All  of  the  displays 
were  linked  together  with  large  chain  links  in  varied  colors. 

"After  the  departments  and  class  work,  all  reassembled  in  the  chapel  to 
hear  and  see  an  Inter- Faith  Social  demonstration  featuring  the  Singing  Mothers 
of  the  Southern  Maine  District.  President  Truman  G.  Madsen  then  gave  in- 
spired counsel,  and  the  last  forty-five  minutes  were  spent  in  testimony  bearing." 

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Western   States   Mission,   Longmont   (Colorado)   Branch    Presents   Fashion   Show 

September  26,  1963 

At  left:  Mindi  Dawn  Fenton,  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Darrell  Fenton; 
right:  Elnor  Dagle,  eighty-five,  first  president  of  Longmont  Branch  Rehef 
Society., 

Hazel  Davis,  President,  Western  States  Mission  (Relief  Society),  reports 
an  unusually  interesting  event  in  the  Longmont  Branch:  "The  fact  that  we  can 
dress  smartly  and  modestly  without  being  extravagant  was  beautifully  demon- 
strated with  a  show  of  ready-to-wear  fashions,  which  included  styles  for  chil- 
dren. Two  of  the  outstanding  models  were  little  Mindi  Dawn  Fenton  and  Elnor 
Dagle,  eighty-five.  Sister  Dagle  presented  the  highlight  of  the  show  when  she 
wore  the  ninety-year-old,  handmade  wedding  gown  pictured. 

"Preceding  the  style  review,  each  of  the  class  leaders  presented  a  brief  out- 
line of  the  material  to  be  covered  in  her  department  during  the  year.  In  this 
small  branch,  it  is  recognized  that  it  is  important  to  reach  out  to  the  inactive 
and  nonmember  sisters  and  acquaint  them  with  Relief  Society  work.  The  at- 
tendance was  extremely  gratifying,  and  the  success  of  the  social  has  been  re- 
flected in  the  attendance  and  enthusiasm  at  weekly  meetings. 

"Among  those  who  appeared  and  presented  the  program  were:  Cleta  Fenton, 
President,  Longmont  Branch  Relief  Society;  Regina  Turner,  Second  Counselor; 
LaVonne  Ward,  Secretary-Treasurer;  Dorothy  Backman,  work  meeting  leader; 
and  LaDonna  Plowman,  whose  lovely  home  was  the  setting  for  the  program." 


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Ida  G.  Hcpwoith 

It  Rained  Last  Night 

LAST  night  a  gentle  rain  came  into  my  garden  as  qnietly  as  an  Master  liunny.  I'liis 
morning  I  am  an  old  prospector  with  a  new  discovery.  I  have  found  that  my 
garden  is  completely  covered  with  snn  diamonds.  The  clean  green  of  the  grass,  and 
the  forget-me-not  blue  of  the  sky  make  a  perfect  setting  for  the  beginning  of  a  new 
day. 

The  new  leaves  on  the  rosebushes  have  been  washed  to  the  color  of  a  half-ripened 
plum.  The  painted  daisies  and  the  columbines  have  already  dropped  their  jewels  and 
are  standing  erect,  looking  at  the  sun.  A  few  clusters  of  sweet  rocket,  half  hidden  in 
the  shrubbery,  are  trying  to  throw  back  their  shoulders  and,  with  the  help  of  some 
bridal  wreath  fronds,  will  soon  be  ready  to  greet  the  morning  —  but  the  hcaxy-hcarted 
peonies  are  still  looking  at  their  feet. 

As  I  look  at  the  beauty  of  the  earth  this  morning,  I  am  glad  that  I  have  taken  the 
time  out  of  a  busy  life  to  plant  a  back-yard  garden,  just  because  .  .  .  it  rained  last  night. 


Yes,  I  Think  I  Would 

/^FTEN  in  coftversation  I  find  myself  telling  of  the  things  we  used  to  do  when  we 
^-^  were  children,  and  I  am  just  as  often  asked  if  I  would  like  to  go  back  to  those 
days.     I  sometimes  think  I  would. 

I  would  like  to  see  a  doll  as  pretty  as  my  pink  and  white  hollyhock  dolls  with 
their  green  currant  heads. 

I  would  like  to  smell  anything  as  sweet  as  crushed  mint  that  grew  knee-high  along 
the  creek  bank  where  I  could  snuggle  low  and  could  not  be  found  by  the  hunter  of 
the  "hide  and  seek"  game. 

I  would  like  to  go  with  my  older  brothers  and  sisters,  each  with  a  gunny  sack 
and  a  lunch,  to  gather  dried  sticks  from  brush  or  trees  over  in  the  mill  claim  (it  was 
"milk  lane"  to  my  childish  ears),  the  dried  sticks  to  be  used  for  kindling  wood. 

I  would  like  to  gather  sweet  peas,  lady-slippers,  daffodils,  and  bluebells  in  the 
brush,  and  blue  and  yellow  violets  that  grew  on  the  mossy  banks  of  a  crystal  stream 
that  ran  through  the  field  nearby. 

I  would  like  to  feel  the  security  that  was  mine  as  I  ran  breathless  into  an  imaginary 
fort  for  protection  from  the  enemies  in  the  small  clearing  in  the  oak  brush  where  we 
had  our  playhouses  and  witches'  dens.  ?-'' 

I  would  like  to  repeat  with  the  same  awed  feeling  (as  we  Primary  children  knelt 
at  the  heavy  wooden  benches),  a  simple  and  understanding  prayer  given  by  Sister  Dustin, 
mother  of  B.  H.  Roberts. 

I  would  like  to  taste  an  apple  like  the  ones  kicked  up  in  early  spring  from  the 
heavily  leaf-bedded  fence  row  of  wild  plums  and  apple  trees  —  a  veritable  forest  for 
children. 

I  would  love  some  molasses  candy  made  from  the  skimmings  of  my  grandfather's 
molasses  mill,  a  black  currant  roly-poly  pudding,  and  a  thin  cake  just  tossed  into  the 
oven. 

Life  goes  on  and  is  still  beautiful,  but  these  are  a  few  of  the  memories  that  make 
me  sometimes  answer,  "Yes,  J  Think  I  Would." 

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Grace  Barker  Wilson 

There  is  a  memory 
Defying  time  and  place: 
Tall  mountain  tops  that  lean 
Against  the  high,  blue  space 
Of  sky,  where  thunderheads 
Build  up  each  summer  noon. 
There  is  a  canyon  green, 
And  meadows  over-strewn 
With  bluebells  and  wild  flags. 
A  little  ice-cold  stream 
Flows  noisily  along 
The  middle  of  my  dream. 


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Summer  Song 

Llnnle  F.  Robinson 

The  apple  trees  are  dappled  silver 
This  afternoon  of  waning  spring; 
The  cherries  hang  in  shining  rows 
And  all  the  birds  have  come  to  sing. 

The  dahlias  push  up  mighty  shoots 
Where  gladiolas  knife  the  loam; 
And  mountain  shadows  beckon  me 
To  follow  if  I  chance  to  roam. 

I  marvel  that  I  view  this  day, 
New  as  when  light  was  first  unrolled; 
This  morning's  red  and  fiery  shafts 
Turn  evening  lowlands  into  gold. 

And  ail  around  where  I  can  see  — 
Such  beauty  makes  me  sing  a  song; 
I  hear  it  in  the  harp-like  trees 
And  in  the  grasses,  lithe  and  long. 


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We  Pass  But  Once 

Catherine  B.  Bowles 

The  evening  shades  had  fallen 

And  my  long  day's  work  was  done. 

Was  I  a  little  better 

Than  when  my  labors  had  begun? 

Had  kindly  words  been  spoken, 

Had  a  heart  been  filled  with  cheer, 

Had  I  lent  a  helping  hand 

To  my  neighbors  who  live  near  — 

Helped  them  to  seek  for  blessings 

Richly  given  from  above? 

Then  my  life  would  be  uplifted 

And  I  would  share  with  them  my  love. 

For  life  holds  such  lovely  things — 

My  heart  is  grateful  for  the  joy  it  brings. 


Shape  of  Time 

Thelma  J.  Lund 

Within  these  walls  we  kept 
Our  treasure  on  shelves  of  time. 
Here  in  this  room  we  slept, 
Waking  to  morning's  climb. 

Though  our  shape  of  time  be  lost, 
Who  will  know  or  tell 
If  the  house,  wind-whispering,  mossed, 
Is  ruin  or  citadel? 


Unsaid  Words 

Zara  Sabin 

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No  perfume  roses  shed, 
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Volume  51 
Number  6 
June  1964 
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Shirley  M.   Howard 


Once  earth 

Called  to  me, 

"Be  a  tree, 

Be  a  tree." 

Acorn — I   answered 

With  a  leaf, 

A  stem. 

And  a  brief 

Root  shooting  down; 

Sending 

A  young  trunk 

Bending  in  the  wind. 

And  a 

New  limb  strong 

Enough  for  just  a  bird 

And  a  song. 


Now  I 

Have  heard 

A  thousand  songs, 

Stirred 

In  a  thousand  winds 

And  a 

Thousand  leaves 

Weave 

Through  my 

Branches. 

My  roots 

Lie  deep 

And  I  keep 

Thinking 

That  when 

One  is  tall 

The  shadowfall 

Is  long 

Upon 

An  afternoon. 


The  Cover: 

Frontispiece: 

Art   Layout: 
Illustrations: 


Lake  Tahoe,  California-Nevada 
Transparency  by  Lucien  Bown 
Lithographed  in  Full  Color  by  Deseret  News  Press 

Crater  Lake,  Oregon 
Photograph  by  Don  Knight 

Dick  Scopes 

Mary  Scopes 


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Let  me  congratulate  on  the  beauty 
of  the  Magazine.  The  March  number 
is  a  dream  in  color.  I  loved  the  article 
and  pictures  (on  roses)  by  L.  Paul 
and  Dorothy  Roberts.  Claire  Noall's 
cover  is  outstanding.  The  article  on 
painting  with  glass  was  very  interest- 
ing and  very  colorful.  Thanks,  also,  for 
the  nice  spots  my  poems  have  been 
given.  I  am  thinking  of  having  a  series 
of  full-page  ones  framed  as  keepsakes. 
Eva    Willes   Wangsgaard 

Ogden,  Utah 

I  have  continued  to  enjoy  The  Re- 
lief Society  Magazine  very  much  and 
always  eagerly  wait  for  the  next  issue 
to  come.  I  especially  was  very  thrilled 
to  see  the  lovely  cover  of  the  February 
issue  of  the  scenery  of  Lahaina,  Maui, 
Hawaii.  This  is  my  birthplace,  and 
this  is  where  I  first  heard  the  gospel 
from  my  cousin  during  one  of  my  sum- 
mer vacations  years  ago. 

Ethel   T.   Kurihara 

President 

Luzon  District  Relief  Society 

Southern  Far  East  Mission 

I  especially  appreciated  Alice  Bail- 
ey's poem  "Curled  in  Seed"  in  the 
March  issue  of  the  Magazine.  It  was 
full  of  beauty,  as  was  Tom  Elliott's 
color  transparency  of  the  Matterhorn. 
Leona  Fetzer  Wintch 
Manti,  Utah 

As  I  read  the  article  "Don't  You 
Just  Love  Your  Sisters!"  in  the  March 
issue  of  the  Magazine,  by  Margaret 
Russell,  I  was  reminded  of  the  close- 
ness of  my  mother  and  sisters  and  am 
grateful  for  the  sisterhood  we  have. 
Since  I  do  not  live  close  around  my 
mother  and  sisters  or  sisters-in-law,  I 
have  more  and  more  appreciated  the 
sisterhood  in  Relief  Society,  and  no 
matter  where  we  have  lived.  Relief 
Society  has  brought  this  sisterhood  to 
me.  Our  beloved  Magazine  shares  this 
sisterhood  with  the  dear  members  in 
many  lands. 

Ida  Mae  F.  Dahl 

Boise,  Idaho 


I  hope  we  will  have  more  of  the 
speech  articles  by  Myrtle  E.  Hender- 
son (March  1964).  They  are  what  we 
all   need. 

Pearl  H.  Saunders 

Ogden,  Utah 

I  surely  enjoyed  the  speech  articles 
in  the  March  Relief  Society  Magazine. 
I  hope  such  articles  will  be  continued. 
Mrs.  Verna  Ross 

Salt   Lake   City,    Utah 

The  article  on  speech  (by  Myrtle  E. 
Henderson)  in  the  March  issue  of  The 
Relief  Society  Magazine  is  much  ap- 
preciated, and  I  hope  the  subject  will 
be  continued  in  future  issues. 

Mrs.    Opal   Saunders 

Vale,   Oregon 

I  have  just  finished  reading  "Don't 
You  Just  Love  Your  Sisters!"  by 
Margaret  Russell  in  the  March  issue 
of  the  Magazine.  As  the  mother  of  a 
family  of  five  "little  sisters,"  whose 
father  is  also  a  Wyoming  schoolteach- 
er, it  was  like  reading  a  forecast  of  the 
future.  The  whole  Magazine  each 
month  is  a  gem. 

Kathleen  Gregory 

La  Grange,  Wyoming 

I  enjoy  the  Magazine  very  much. 
The  lessons  are  wonderful.  Living  in 
the  mission  field,  I  think  the  Magazine 
means  much  more  to  us. 

Sylvia    J.    Harris 

Red   Wing,    Minnesota 

I  love  and  enjoy  the  Magazine!  The 
messages  and  stories  are  so  inspiring. 
Bonnie  S.  Hansen 
Munich,  Germany 

The  Relief  Society  Magazine  has 
meant  many  enjoyable  hours  of  read- 
ing for  my  husband  and  myself.  It 
has  been  helpful  in  many  ways.  The 
March  issue  is  very  beautiful,  with  its 
poems  and  pictures  of  flowers. 

Mrs.  Frank  Goodwin 
Wheeling,  West  Virginia 


402 


The 


R^li^ff    Society   Magazine 


VOLUME   51        JUME   1964        NUMBER   6 

Editor     Marianne  C.  Sharp      Associate  Editor     Vesta  P.  Crawford 
General  Manager     Belle  S.  Spafford 

Special  Features 

404  Birthday  Congratulations  to  Emma  Ray  Riggs  McKay 

406  Paul  H.  Dunn  Appointed  to  the  First  Council  of  Seventy 

408  You,  Dear  Friends     Leone  O.  Jacobs 

410  My  English  Textbook     Martha  Weyland  Paulsen 

422  Emily  Dickinson — "Occupation — Keeps  House"     Laurel  Ulrich 

450  Annual  Report  for  1963     Hulda  Parker 

Fiction 

412     The  Sheep  That  Strayed  on  Sunday     Helen  Nielson 

425     Your  Heart  to  Understanding — Chapter  5     Hazel  M.  Thomson 

General  Features 

402  From  Near  and  Far 

418  Editorial:  The  134th  Annual  General  Church  Conference 

420  In  Memoriam — Gladys  P.  Young 

421  Woman's  Sphere     Raniona  W.  Cannon 
460  Notes  From  the  Field     Hulda  Parker 
480  Birthday  Congratulations 

Thie  Home  -  Snside  and  Out 

Hobbies:  Gretchen  Stratton  Makes  Prize- Winning  Pillows;  Anna  Marie  Richins — Expert  in 
Handicraft,  430;  Happiness  in  Flower  Arranging,  by  Maude  W.  Howard,  431;  "Parchment" 
Correspondence  Cards,  by  Peggy  Tangren,  436;  Relief  Society  Silver  Service,  College  Park 
Ward,  Washington  Stake,  439;  Plan  for  Your  Bazaar  in  the  Summertime,  440;  An  Evening 
Skirt,  by  Olive  W.  Burt,  442;  Favors  in  Watermelon  Design,  443;  Ribbon-Covered  Fruits  and 
Ornaments,  by  RaNae  Gledhill,  444;  Clothing  for   the  Very  Young,  by  Helen  Lach,  446. 

Lesson  Department  -  Preview  for  1964-65 

467     Theology — The  Doctrine  and  Covenants     Roy  W.  Doxey 

469     Visiting  Teacher  Messages — Truths  to  Live  By  From  the  Doctrine  and  Covenants 
Christine  H.  Robinson 

471  Work  Meeting — Molding  a  Happy  Life     Winnifred  C.  Jardine 

472  Literature — The  Individual  and  Human  Values  As  Seen  Through  Literature 

Bruce  R.  Clark 
474     Social  Science — Divine  Law  and  Church  Government     Ariel  S.  Ballif 

Poetry 

401     The  Shadowfall     Shirley  M.  Howard 

Always  the  Moment,  by  Lael  W.  Hill,  420;  Tide  Turn,  by  Marjorie  Newton,  424; 
Airborne  Heritage,  by  Viola  Ashton  Candland,  449;  Night,  by  Ida  Elaine  James, 
477;  Bird  Song,  by  Evelyn  Fjeldsted,  478;  One  Year  Old,  by  Christie  Lund  Coles, 
479;  The  Secret,  by  Eleanor  W.  Schow,  479;  Enchanted,  by  Vesta  N.  Fairbairn, 
480. 


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to  Emma  Ray  Riggs  McKay 

June  23,  1964 

At  this  season  of  the  year  when  summer  is  rich  and  beautiful  upon  the  northern 
lands,  and  winter  rests  upon  the  southern  hemisphere,  the  women  of  the  Church 
in  many  lands  extend  birthday  greetings  to  Sister  Emma  Ray  Riggs  McKay,  wife  of 
our  beloved  Prophet,  President  David  0.  McKay.  It  is  with  rejoicing  and  sincere 
gratitude  that  the  world-wide  sisterhood,  separated  by  mountains  and  oceans, 
yet  united  in  the  spirit  of  the  restored  gospel,  pay  tribute  to  the  lovely  woman 
who  represents  for  them  a  worthy  ideal  of  Latter-day  Saint  womanhood,  which, 
with  continuing  devotion,  they  may  strive  to  emulate. 

Realizing  the  ever-increasing  complexity  of  life  upon  the  earth  today,  and 
knowing  full  well  the  many  voices  that  call  out  to  women  for  their  time,  their 
energy,  and  their  attention,  the  women  of  the  Church  are  especially  grateful  that 
an  example  of  wisdom,  strength,  serenity,  and  high  purpose  has  been  given  them 
in  the  life  of  a  truly  great  woman  who  has  demonstrated  the  most  important  and 
far-reaching  accomplishments  of  womanhood. 

Sister  JVIcKay  has  often  said  that  she  owes  much  of  her  fundamental  atti- 
tudes, as  well  as  her  habits  of  personal  discipline  and  performance  to  the  training 
and  example  which  her  mother  placed  before  her.  These  attributes,  a  heritage 
from  her  childhood  home,  Sister  McKay  has  described  as  courage,  cheerfulness, 
patience,   affection,   kindness,   understanding,   and    homemaking   ability. 

Each  of  these  qualities  has  been  magnified  by  Sister  McKay,  and  all  have 
been  given  in  generous  measure  to  her  family,  her  friends,  and  to  the  women  of 
the  Church. 

Courage  has  been  consistently  manifest  in  her  life,  particularly  on  those 
many  and  prolonged  occasions  when  her  husband  has  been  traveling  in  far  places, 
carrying  abroad  the  gospel  message.  At  such  times  the  quiet  courage  of  Sister 
McKay  was  so  deeply  felt  by  the  children  in  the  home  that  they  have  said,  in  later 
years,  that  it  seemed,  through  the  courage  and  faith  and  prayers  of  their  mother, 
that  the  influence  and  love  and  protection  of  their  father  was  actually  present  in 
the  home. 

Many  of  the  responsibilities  that  come  to  women  as  mothers  and  homemak- 
ers,  and  in  their  relationships  with  other  women,  are  greatly  enhanced  by  the 
buoyant  quality  of  cheerfulness  that  minimizes  present  difficulties  and  sheds  a 
glowing  light  upon  the  morning  that  is  sure  to  come.  Such  has  been  the  pervad- 
ing light  and  radiance  in  the  presence  of  Sister  McKay. 

Her  patience  has  long  been  admired  and  appreciated  by  her  family  and  by 
all  her  associates  —  a  patience  that  has  been  upheld  by  enduring  faith  and  the  be- 
lief that  when  one  has  chosen  well  a  lifetime  pattern,  then  patience  and  endur- 
ance are  part  of  that  pathway. 

Truly  it  may  be  said  that  the  desire  and  ability  to  give  love  and  affection 
are  rare  gifts,  and  most  worthy  of  cultivation.  Affection  and  love  for  those  near 
and  dear  to  Sister  McKay  and  for  the  women  of  the  Church  and  all  others,  have 
characterized  the  days  and  the  years  of  the  life  of  Sister  McKay,  exemplifying  her 
own  belief  that  "life's  finest  blessing  is  the  ability  to  find  joy  in  doing  something 
for  someone  else."  Her  innate  kindness  seems  to  spring  from  a  desire  to  help 
women  to  attain  some  of  the  rich  blessings  which  have  graced  her  own  life. 

The  making  and  keeping  of  a  home  have  been  to  Sister  McKay  a  sacred  trust, 
and  the  rearing  of 'children  a  privilege  and  a  blessing.  With  President  McKay  she 
has  traveled  to  many  parts  of  the  world,  always  taking  with  her  "a  message  of 
peace  and  a  prayer  for  the  women  of  the  world  to  make  the  best  possible  homes 
for  their  children." 

For  her  eighty-seventh  birthday,  the  women  of  the  Church  extend  to  Sister 
McKay  their  love  and  appreciation  and  their  wishes  for  her  health  and  happiness. 

404 


Paul  Harold  Dunn,  a  California 
educator,  was  appointed  to  the 
First  Council  of  Seventy  at  the 
Monday  morning  session  of  the 
134th  Annual  General  Conference 
of  the  Church,  April  6,  1964,  the 
closing  day  of  Conference.  His 
call  fills  the  vacancy  in  the  Coun- 
cil of  Seventy  occasioned  by  the 
death  of  Elder  Levi  Edgar  Young, 
in  December  1963. 

Elder  Dunn  was  born  in  Provo, 
Utah,  April  24,  1924,  the  second 
of  three  sons  of  Joshua  Harold 
and  Geneve  Roberts  Dunn.  The 
family  moved  to  California  in 
1939,  where  Elder  Dunn  contin- 
ued his  education.  He  received 
a  B.A.  degree  in  religion  from 
Chapman  College  in  1953,  and 
the  next  year  he  was  awarded  a 
Master's  Degree  in  education 
from  the  University  of  Southern 
California.  He  received  his  doc- 
torate in  educational  administra- 
tion from  the  same  institution  in 
1959. 

At  the  time  of  his  appointment 
to  the  Council,  he  was  an  active 
seventy  in  the  Downey  Third 
Ward  of  Huntington  Park  Stake. 


Paul  H.  Dunn 

Appointed 

to  the 

First  Council  of  Seventy 


He  became  associated  with  the 
Church  Education  System  in 
1952,  as  a  seminary  teacher  in 
the  Los  Angeles  area,  and  as  vice- 
principal  of  the  seminaries  in  that 
city  in  1953-54.  Later,  he  became 
assistant  supervisor  of  the  semi- 
naries of  Southern  California  and 
served  with  great  success  in  that 
capacity  until  1956,  when  he  was 
appointed  director  of  the  Univer- 
sity of  Southern  California  Insti- 
tute of  Religion.  When  called  to 
be  a  General  Authority,  Elder 
Dunn  was  coordinator  of  the  In- 
stitutes of  Religion  of  Southern 
California.  In  this  work,  he  has 
directed  the  activities  of  nine  full- 
time  and  forty-one  part-time 
institutes,  with  an  estimated  en- 
rollment of  2,500  students.  His 
area  of  supervision  included  the 
institutes  from  Fresno,  south  to 
the  Mexican  border. 

Through  his  training  and  ex- 
perience as  a  counselor  and  friend 
of  the  youth  of  the  Church,  and 
by  his  enthusiasm,  friendliness, 
spiritual  qualities,  and  great  en- 
ergy and  ability.  Elder  Dunn  has 
inspired  and  directed  thousands 
of  young  people  into  the  ways  of 
usefulness  and  high  endeavor  in 
Church  and  community  activi- 
ties. He  has  been  untiring  in  his 
efforts  to  encourage  young  peo- 
ple to  remain  active  in  the  Church 
organizations     and     to     increase 


406 


ELDER    PAUL    H.    DUNN    AND    HIS    FAMILY 

Elder  Paul  H.  Dunn  and  his  wife  Jeanne  Cheverton  Dunn,  with  their  daughters: 
Kellie  (front,  left);  Janet  (standing  at  the  left),  and  Marsha  (at  the  right). 


their  understanding  of  the  gospel 
so  that  their  attitudes  and  under- 
standing of  the  gospel  will  enable 
them  to  be  effective  missionaries 
and  exemplars  of  the  teachings 
and  principles  of  Latter-day  Saint 
ideals. 

His  participation  in  athletics, 
(baseball,  golf,  football,  basket- 
ball and  track),  and  sports  dur- 
ing his  high  school  and  college 
years  has  enabled  him  to  influ- 
ence many  young  men  into  taking 
part  in  such  programs  sponsored 
by  the  Church. 

Elder  Dunn's  maternal  grand- 
father W.  D.  Roberts,  and  the 
i^randfather's  brother  E.  L.  Rob- 


erts, who  for  many  years  was 
head  coach  and  athletic  director 
at  the  Brigham  Young  University 
in  Provo,  Utah,  were  well  known 
athletes  and  provided  Elder  Dunn 
with  his  heritage  of  interest. 

Elder  Dunn's  father  passed 
away  in  December  1960.  His 
mother  and  brothers  and  their 
families  are  living  in  California. 

Elder  Dunn  married  Jeanne 
Alice  Cheverton,  whom  he  con- 
verted to  the  Church.  They  were 
sealed  in  the  Arizona  Temple,  and 
are  the  parents  of  three  daugh- 
ters: Janet  Carolyn,  sixteen; 
Marsha  Jeanne,  fourteen,  and 
Kellie  Colleen,  four. 


407 


Leone  O.  Jacobs 
Former  Member,  General  Board  of  Relief  Society 


Of  all  life's  bounties,  good 
friends  I  esteem  to  be  one  of  the 
most  precious.  Without  them  how 
could  we  endure  the  heartaches, 
the  disappointments,  the  illnesses 
to  which  we  are  prone  in  this 
mortal  existence?  And,  likewise, 
how  dispirited  would  be  our  joys 
and  successes  without  friends 
with  whom  to  share  them?  God 
was  indeed  kind  when  he  made 
it  possible  and  natural  for  us  to 
associate  with  others  of  our  own 
choosing. 

One  wintry  morning,  having 
battled  a  stubborn  virus  for  sev- 
eral days,  the  phone  rang  and  a 
dear,  familiar  voice  said  over  the 
wire,  "I  am  planning  to  bring 
over  your  lunch.  Will  twelve- 
thirty  be  about  the  right  time?" 
Immediately,  a  warm  feeling 
came  over  me,  the  day  seemed 
brighter,  and  my  spirits  rose  per- 
ceptibly. Not  necessarily  because 
of  the  offer  of  food,  but  because 
my  friend  wished  to  do  me  a  kind- 
ness. 

One's  friends  are  endowed  with 
an  amazing  variety  of  tempera- 
ments and  qualities  of  character, 
and  each  one  adds  much  to  life 
and  makes  of  it  an   interesting 


and  joyous  experience.  There  are 
the  old  friends  and  the  new 
friends,  the  casual  friends,  and 
the  close  confidants.  Each  fills 
a  particular  niche  in  one's  life. 

Dear  Mary  seems  always  to  be 
happy  and  full  of  wit.  How  I  need 
her!  To  be  in  her  presence  is  to 
have  one's  morale  lifted  skyward. 
Always  an  optimist,  she  carries 
burdens  aplenty,  though  they  are 
kept  hidden  from  view.  There  is 
Norma,  who  is  particularly  warm 
and  considerate,  making  me  feel 
lam  really  necessary  to  her  hap- 
piness —  a  rare  gift  to  offer  a 
friend.  For  many  years  Hazel  and 
I  have  had  a  special  common  in- 
terest in  our  children,  who  grew 
up  together  as  close  friends,  and 
we  often  match  notes  on  their 
progress  and  relive  the  memories 
of  their  childhood  antics.  With 
Cora,  I  like,  particularly,  to  talk 
over  my  serious  and  deeply  spiri- 
tual questions.  She  has  a  wealth 
of  knowledge  and  understanding 
of  life's  purposes,  and  she  stimu- 
lates me  to  greater  effort  in  well- 
doing. Darlene  is  such  fun  and 
yet  so  practical.  I  marvel  at  such 
a  combination.  Many  are  the 
times    she    has    saved    me    from 


408 


YOU,  DEAR  FRIENDS 


wasting  precious  time  and  effort 
on  foolish  endeavors.  Dear  Har- 
riet! I  am  so  grateful  she  is  just 
the  way  she  is.  So  big-hearted, 
so  free  from  prejudice  and  criti- 
cism of  others.  I  feel  completely 
relaxed  in  her  company.  And  so, 
each  one  holds  a  special  place  in 
my  heart! 

For  old  friends  I  have  great  af- 
fection. I  do  not  refer  to  old  in 
point  of  years,  but  in  the  length 
of  our  association.  These  are  my 
childhood  friends,  the  friends 
with  whom  I  attended  school, 
whose  lives  are  known  to  me  and 
mine  to  them.  They  know  my 
family  background,  my  teachers, 
my  weaknesses  and  strengths,  our 
Church  and  community  activities. 
I  shall  never  lose  interest  in  these 
whose  lives  have  been  so  intimate- 
ly interwoven  with  mine.  It  mat- 
ters not  how  divergent  our  paths 
have  been  in  the  intervening 
years.  "We  grew  up  together,"  I 
announce  proudly  when  introduc- 
ing them  to  others.  "We  came 
from  the  same  town."  How  won- 
derful that  as  we  grow  older  the 
events  we  shared  in  bygone  days 
remain     clear!      Precious,     vivid 


memories 


Then  there  are  the  new  friends 
one  makes  from  time  to  time. 
What  a  delight,  what  an  unex- 
pected pleasure  is  each  one  —  an 
added  gem  in  one's  collection  of 
blessings!  To  some  we  are  im- 
mediately and  mysteriously  at- 
tracted, as  if  by  a  magnet.  With 
such  there  need  be  no  period  of 
"getting  acquainted."  We  are 
right  away  good  friends.  A  choice 
experience  it  is  to  meet  someone 
whose  nature,  we  sense  instinct- 
ively, will  harmonize  with  our 
own!  And  what  a  happy  prospect 


it  is  to  realize  that  just  any  day 
we  may  meet  some  sweet  person 
who  will  be  a  joy  to  us  forever. 
For  there  is  no  quota  on  friend- 
ships. We  may  go  on  and  on 
gathering  them  into  our  familiar 
circle. 

The  casual  friends  also  bring 
happiness  into  our  lives.  How 
pleasant  to  meet  acquaintances 
on  the  street  or  at  a  social  func- 
tion, to  receive  a  warm  smile,  a 
handshake,  and  a  "How  do  you 
do?  So  nice  to  see  you."  One  feels 
identified  with  his  fellow  beings 
and  at  one  with  the  world. 

Then  there  are  the  friends  one 
makes  while  serving  in  the 
Church.  These  are  no  doubt  some 
of  the  choicest  associations  of  all. 
How  could  individuals  become 
closer  than  by  being  partners  in 
the  work  of  the  Lord?  There  is 
so  much  in  common;  one's  goals 
and  standards  are  the  same.  One's 
best  is  expected  and  one's  best 
is  willingly  given.  The  spirit  of 
love  is  dominant,  and  a  bond 
of  fellowship  develops  that  may 
last  throughout  eternity. 

And,  lastly,  there  are  the  spe- 
cial few  who  are  one's  tried  and 
true  confidants,  to  whom  one's 
innermost  thoughts  are  confided, 
and  in  whom  one  puts  his  com- 
plete trust  and  love.  These  are 
as  we  imagine  the  Biblical  friend- 
ship between  David  and  Jona- 
than. Every  person  needs  one  or 
more  such  close  friends.  To  be 
able  to  talk  over  one's  problems 
with  such  a  friend  is  of  inestim- 
able value,  a  stabilizing  and  sus- 
taining influence. 

And  so,  truly  grateful  I  am  for 
friends  —  the  new,  the  old,  the 
tried,  the  true,  and  the  ones  who 
are  to  be.  God  bless  them  every 


one 


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Martha  Weyland  Paulsen 

Delivered  in  the  Magazine  Department  Meeting  of  the  ReUef  Society 
Annual  General  Conference,  October  3,  1963 


One  evening  as  I  sat  resting  after  a  busy  day,  contemplating  the  beautiful 
surroundings  of  the  valley,  in  the  stillness  I  heard  the  shriek  of  a  siren.  Soon 
the  fire  engine  came  rushing  up  the  street.  The  thought  came  to  me,  what 
would  I  save,  if  my  home  was  on  fire? 

If  the  children  were  home,  I  would  try  to  save  them  and  myself.  And  if 
there  were  more  time?   Would  I  try  to  save  furs,  jewels  (if  I  had  any)? 

I  would  try  to  save  treasured  family  pictures,  some  old  letters  from  my 
mother  and  father.  I  would  save  a  few  prized  books.  The  Relief  Society 
Magazine  (prime  example).  This  volume  especially.  It  is  not  especially 
beautiful  to  look  at.  It  is  not  bound  professionally.  It  is  one  of  these  "do  it 
yourself  projects." 

The  story  of  my  life  is  bound  in  this  book.  Here  is  a  year's  subscription 
of  The  Relief  Society  Magazine — the  year  1928. 

When  I  was  nineteen  years  of  age  the  opportunity  came  to  me  to  join  two 
sisters  and  a  brother  in  Salt  Lake  City,  Utah.  In  Sweden  I  had  what  was 
considered  a  good  position  with  the  Telephone  Company.  I  came  here  not 
knowing  the  language  and  could  not  hope  for  the  same.  I  was  employed  with 
a  lovely  family.  Here  I  learned  the  American  way  of  life,  for  which  I  have 
always  been  grateful.  I  was  paid  $3  a  week.  On  this  I  had  to  take  care  of  my 
own  needs  and  also  start  saving  to  bring  a  younger  sister  here  from  Sweden. 

I  could  not  afford  books  to  satisfy  the  desire  for  reading  that  my  parents 
had  given  me. 

The  first  Sunday  I  was  in  Salt  Lake  City,  some  friends  came  to  visit. 
One  of  them  brought  with  him  a  stack  of  funny  papers.  Spreading  some  of 
them  out  on  the  floor,  he  said:  "Come  here,  Martha,  this  is  a  good  way  to 
start  learning  a  new  language."  Later  that  evening  my  sister  said:  "We  have 
come  here  for  the  sake  of  the  gospel,  you  will  never  learn  about  the  gospel 
or  the  English  language  through  the  funny  papers.  Why  not  learn  about  the 
gospel  at  the  same  time  you  are  learning  a  new  language?"  My  sister  brought 
out  a  few  Relief  Society  Magazines.  Together,  we  looked  through  them.  She 
told  me  about  the  lesson  department.  I  knew  this  was  the  plan  my  mother 
would  want  me  to  follow.  The  Relief  Society  Magazine  became  my  English 
textbook. 

Many  a  lonely  night  I  sat  with  a  Swedish-English  dictionary  and  my 
Relief  Society  Magazine,  remembering  what  my  Father  used  to  say:  "Every 
man  worth  his  salt  will  have  hardships  to  meet  and  temptations  to  battle." 
Nothing  worthwhile  is  accomplished  without  hard  work. 

It  was  hard  work,  it  was  discouraging  work,  and  my  whole  heart  had  to 
be  in  it  if  I  wanted  to  succeed.  As  time  progressed,  little  by  little,  I  under- 
stood more  of  the  wonderful  truths.  They  seemed  to  fit  into  my  life.  The  way 
I  wanted  my  life  to  be.  More  than  anything  I  wanted  a  testimony  of  the 
truthfulness  of  the  gospel.  I  never  doubted  my  parents'  teachings.  I  wanted 
to  know  through  my  own  efforts. 

Sometimes  when  homesickness  and  discouragement  nearly  overtook  me, 
I  gained  strength  reading  about  the  pioneers.  I  thought,  what  was  it  about 
those  wonderful  people  that  made  it  possible  for  them  to  endure  all  their 
hardships?  It  was  not  wealth,  it  was  not  knowledge,  particularly,  except 
the  knowledge  of  God.  I  came  to  realize,  it  was  the  testimony.  The  testimony 
in  their  hearts  of  the  truth  of  the  gospel  and  the  divinity  of  the  mission  of 

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MY   ENGLISH  TEXTBOOK 

the  Prophet  Joseph   Smith.    This  was  the  light  that  led  them  and   made   it 
possible   to   endure  all   things. 

True,  I  had  no  wilderness  to  fight,  no  mob  violence  to  meet.  But  there 
were  other  battles  to  be  won,  a  new  language,  to  meet  the  challenge  of  life 
away  from  home  and  parental  guidance  in  a  strange  land.  Soon  I  found 
myself  looking  forward  to  the  evenings  when  I  could  sit  and  read  The  Relief 
Society  Magazines.  They  became  my  friends,  my  counselors,  my  advisors. 
They  were  helpers  upon  whose  aid  and  wisdom  I  could  rely.  They  were  good 
company  and  kept  me  from  feeling  so  alone.  The  Magazine  met  so  many  of  my 
needs.  Some  day  I  wanted  to  marry,  have  a  family,  be  a  good  homemaker, 
besides  learning  about  the  gospel  through  the  Magazine.  Here  were  tested 
recipes,  sewing  suggestions,  budget  planning. 

Reading  from  this  book  I  came  upon  this  familiar  statement:  "The  women 
of  yesterday  thought  and  thought  and  then  spent,  while  the  women  of  today 
spend  and  spend  and  then  think." 

I  remember  the  first  time  I  made  corn-bread  from  a  recipe  in  the  Magazine. 
I  really  felt  proud  and  happy,  when  the  lady  I  worked  for  said  it  was  very 
good.  "Did  you  bring  this  recipe  from  Sweden?"  I  had  never  heard  of  corn- 
bread  before.  I  was  so  thrilled  when  she  asked  me  for  a  copy.  I,  writing 
English! 

Many  times  when  in  doubt  what  to  have  for  dinner,  she  would  ask: 
"Seen  any  good  recipes  in  the  Magazine  lately?" 

If  someone  should  ask  me  from  what  department  of  The  Relief  Society 
Magazine  did  I  get  the  most  help  in  learning  a  new  language,  I  could  not 
truthfully  name  one  in  particular.  Each  one  filled  my  needs  and  gave  me 
strength  in  so  many  ways.  To  me  it  has  been  a  priceless  privilege  to  become 
acquainted  with  the  Relief  Society  Magazine  at  an  early  age.  The  Magazine 
helped  me  keep  in  touch  with  the  Church  and  learn  of  its  teachings.  When 
attending  the  sacrament  meetings,  when  I  first  came  to  Salt  Lake  City,  it 
seemed  everyone  talked  so  fast.  I  had  a  hard  time  to  follow  the  speaker. 
Not  so  with  my  Magazine.  Here  I  could  sit  down  and  take  time  learning 
every  word  till  I  knew  its  meaning. 

Sometimes  learning  a  new  language  can  have  its  humorous  sides.  I  remem- 
ber the  time  I  had  tried  a  recipe  from  the  Magazine,  "Chicken  a  la  King." 
One  day  as  I  was  walking  to  my  sister's,  I  walked  by  a  house  with  a  sign 
in  the  window,  which  said:  "Chicken  Pox."  Chicken  a  la  King,  Chicken  Pox, 
where  was  the  difference?  Anyway,  it  must  be  good  and  homemade,  having 
a  sign  in  the  window.  It  would  be  much  fun  to  surprise  my  sister  with  some- 
thing good.  After  the  sweet  lady  had  explained  to  me  what  chicken  pox  was, 
we  both  had  a  good  laugh. 

The  Relief  Society  Magazine  has  introduced  me  to  so  many  friends, 
many  of  them  gone  long  ago.    Their  influence  has  been  felt  in  my  life. 

I  never  read  the  Magazine  without  feeling  the  love  and  sweet  influence  of 
the  sisters  who  edit  the  Magazine.  They  have  given  me  a  well-balanced  under- 
standing of  the  important  things  in  life. 

It  has  contributed  to  my  spiritual  growth.  Within  me  has  been  born  a 
desire  to  be  a  better  mother,  wife,  and  homemaker. 

I  still  fall  short  of  my  goal,  but  I  hope  I  will  continue  to  learn  and  improve 
with  the  help  of  my  Heavenly  Father. 

I  like  to  bear  my  testimony  to  you  of  the  truth  of  the  gospel.  I  want 
to  express  the  joy  that  I  have  in  the  privilege  of  living  in  this  wonderful  land. 
I  know  that  God  lives,  that  Joseph  Smith  was  a  true  prophet,  and  there  is 
not  a  doubt  in  my  mind,  but  that  David  O.  McKay  is  a  true  prophet  of  God. 
I  am  so  grateful  to  my  Heavenly  Father  for  all  the  blessings  he  has  showered 
upon  me  and  mine.  They  are  too  numerous  to  mention  and  too  wonderful 
to  understand.  I  pray  our  Heavenly  Father  to  strengthen  us  in  all  we  attempt 
to  do  that  is  right  and  proper.  May  we  take  from  the  simple  things  at  hand 
and  build  our  happiness.  May  we  glorify  his  name  by  living  lives  worthy  of 
his  blessings.  I  pray  that  I  may  always  walk  in  humility  and  obedience  before 
him.    This  I  do  humbly  and  in  the  name  of  Jesus  Christ,  Amien. 

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The  Sheep  That  ^tmMf^H  on  Sunday 

Helen  Nielson 

It  was  a  beautiful  spring  day.  We  had  shed  our  itchy  winter  woolen 
clothes  and  felt  good.  Mama,  especially,  seemed  radiant  because  Papa 
was  taking  his  family  to  church.  It  was  a  proud  well-groomed  family 
that  Lizzie,  clean  and  polished,  conveyed  to  early  morning  Sabbath 
School.  Mama  looked  stunning  in  her  new  white  outfit.  She  had  spent 
many  hours  during  the  past  winter  months  sewing  the  tucks  and  frills 
that  were  to  make  the  prettiest  dress  in  town.  She  had  planned  this 
outfit  very  carefully,  and  not  being  adept  with  the  crochet  hook  had 
prevailed  upon  a  friend  to  help  her  with  the  hat. 

The  crochet  brim  was  like  a  wide  doily  of  solid  white  petals, 
caught  in  a  spider's  web  fastened  to  a  round  wire  hoop.  The  crown, 
not  more  than  four  inches  high,  was  made  of  folded  white  satin  over 
stiffening.  A  rhinestone  buckle,  in  front,  held  three  large  white  plumes 
which  draped  over  the  top  and  down  the  side.  The  hat  was  indeed  a 
masterpiece.  No  one  copied  it  because  no  one  could  compete  with 
the  most  beautiful  lady  around. 

A  catalog  had  furnished  her  with  the  very  latest  in  white  kid 
gloves,  and  high,  laced,  white  leather,  high-heeled,  pointed-toed 
shoes,  which  were  a  little  too  small.  But  rather  than  send  them  back, 
causing  a  delay  of  many  weeks.  Mama  wore  them,  even  though  they 
pinched  her  feet. 

Papa  looked  handsome  in  his  brown  suit  and  derby  hat,  perched 
cockily  on  the  side  to  show  his  reddish  blond  hair.  A  gold  nugget 
taken  from  the  "Bully  Boy"  mine  adorned  a  tie  pin,  and  a  long  gold 
chain  dangled  from  his  vest  pocket,  which  concealed  the  big  gold 
watch  his  father  had  given  him.  He  carried  a  look  of  distinction  which 
hardly  fit  his  personality,  for  he  was  more  on  the  sporty  side. 

My  brothers,  James  and  Peter,  wore  loose  white  blouses  with 
black  bow  ties,  and  knickers  which  were  getting  a  bit  too  tight. 
They  would  do  for  this  summer  Mama  had  said,  then  James  who 
was  the  older  of  the  two,  could  have  a  new  pair,  and  Peter  could  finish 
the  old  ones.  Peter's,  if  they  were  not  worn  out,  would  be  given  to 
some  needy  little  boy. 

My  new  white  embroidered  dress  was  pretty,  with  puffy  sleeves 

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and  a  pink  ribbon  sash.  I  wore  matching  bows  of  ribbon  on  each 
of  my  two  long  braids.  The  three  of  us  wore  heavy  ribbed  long  black 
cotton  stockings,  and  black  laced  shoes. 

Papa,  a  bit  restless  in  church,  kept  pulling  at  his  collar  and 
crossing  and  uncrossing  his  legs,  much  to  the  annoyance  of  Mama. 
When  closing  prayer  was  said,  he  wasted  no  time  ushering  us  out  to 
our  waiting  Lizzie.  Mama  barely  had  time  for  a  few  handshakes  and 
words  of  greeting. 

Lizzie  needed  no  coaxing  today,  just  one  twist  on  the  crank 
handle  and  she  purred  like  a  kitten.  Papa  slid  over  the  side  and 
under  the  steering  wheel.  He  adjusted  the  spark,  took  off  the  brake, 
pulled  down  the  gas,  and  we  were  off  at  a  moderate  rate  of  speed, 
about  fifteen  miles  per  hour,  waving  goodbye  to  our  friends. 

It  always  pleased  Papa  as  he  left  our  friends  behind  in  their 
carriages  and  horses,  staring  after  us. 

Down  Main  Street  we  went  without  making  the  usual  turn  for 
home. 

"Where  are  we  going?"  inquired  Mama,  as  we  passed  by  our 
street, 

''Oh,  I  thought  you  might  like  a  little  ride,"  said  Papa. 

"We  should  have  gone  home  first  and  changed  our  clothes,"  re- 
marked Mama,  not  wanting  to  get  dusty,  and  worrying  about  the 
breeze  ruining  her  plumes. 

"We  won't  be  long,"  said  Papa,  slowing  down  a  little.  It  was 
such  a  lovely  drive  down  past  the  depot,  across  the  river  bridge,  and 
along  the  side  of  the  hill. 

A  short  distance  to  the  left,  the  dangerous  river  wound  its  way 
through  pasture  lands,  and  chattering  magpies  flew  in  and  out  the 
willows  and  bullberry  bushes.  On  and  on  we  went,  thoroughly 
enjoying  the  scenery.  Papa  was  always  happy  when  escorting  Lizzie 
around. 

Now  and  then  a  little  breeze  swayed  the  feathers  on  Mama's 
hat,  and  the  sun  played  hide-and-go-seek  through  the  lacy  brim. 
I  loved  to  watch  the  shadows  dance  about  on  her  lovely  face.  The 
road  was  becoming  more  rough,  and  she  held  a  little  tighter  to  her 
hat  to  keep  it  from  bobbing  up  and  down. 

"Those  look  like  sheep  tracks  along  the  hill,  don't  they?"  in- 
quired Mama. 

"They  sure  do,"  replied  Papa,  "and  not  more  than  a  day  or  two 
old." 

"I  think  we  had  better  turn  back,  Ed.  It's  getting  quite  dusty," 
said  Mama  apprehensively. 

But  Papa  was  busy  scanning  the  hillside.  Then,  quite  unexpect- 
edly, Peter  cried,  "Look  out.  Papa,  some  sheeps!" 

Papa  slammed  on  his  brake  just  in  time  to  avoid  hitting  an 
old  ewe  and  two  baby  lambs  coming  onto  the  road.  The  sudden 
force  threw  Mama  against  the  windshield,  brushing  her  forehead  and 
bending  her  hat.  Her  hat  pins  pulled  loose  and  with  them  came 
strands  of  long  black  hair.  Papa's  derby  flew  off  his  head  and  rolled 

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down  the  hill,  luckily  catching  in  a  bush  before  reaching  the  river. 
The  frightened  sheep  took  off  up  the  hill  as  Papa  went  over  Lizzie's 
side,  to  chase  after  his  hat.  He  came  back,  brushing  off  dirt  and  try- 
ing to  push  out  the  dents.  Mama  was  on  the  point  of  tears. 

"Just  look  at  my  new  hat!"  she  cried,  more  concerned  about  it 
than  the  bruise  on  her  forehead.  'T  knew  we  should  have  gone  home 
first." 

Silently,  Papa  adjusted  his  hat,  cranked  up  Lizzie,  threw  his 
legs  back  over  the  side  and  started  down  the  road,  trying  to  keep  out 
of  the  deep  wagon-wheel  ruts. 

''Must  have  been  some  strays  from  the  sheepherd.  Sometimes 
an  old  ewe  will  hide  under  brush  to  lamb,  and  if  the  herders  don't 
notice  her,  she's  left  behind,"  said  Papa. 

But  Mama  was  interested  in  only  one  thing  now,  and  that  was 
to  get  back  home. 

''Please,  Ed,  turn  around  and  let's  go  home,"  pleaded  Mama, 
working  to  straighten  out  her  hat. 

"Well,  if  you  can  turn  around  in  these  ruts,  please  take  the 
wheel!"  said  Papa,  trying  to  hold  back  his  rising  temper. 

At  the  foot  of  the  hill,  there  was  a  nice  wide  spot  in  which  to  turn 
around.  Papa  maneuvered  Lizzie  skilfully,  but  almost  backed  into  a 
little  lamb  lying  under  a  sagebrush.  He  stopped,  and  we  all  climbed 
out,  except  Mama,  to  look  at  the  little  creature,  which  made  no  effort 
to  move,  but  just  looked  sadly  up  at  us. 

"Oh,  little  lambie,  where  is  your  mama?"  asked  Peter. 

"Where  is  its  mama?"  I  asked  of  Papa. 

"I  guess  she's  with  the  herd.  They  must  have  been  separated," 
said  Papa,  then  added,  "it's  only  a  couple  of  days  old." 

"What  will  become  of  it.  Papa,  without  a  mama?"  asked  James. 

"Well,  I  guess  it'll  starve  to  death,  or  the  coyotes  will  get  it," 
he  answered,  not  realizing  the  effect  such  a  statement  would  have  on 
his  three  children. 

"Come,  we  better  be  getting  back,"  he  said,  starting  for  the  car. 

"Are  you  going  to  leave  the  little  lambie  here  alone  for  the 
coyotes  to  get?"  cried  Peter. 

"Can't  we  take  it  home  with  us?"  I  begged,  feeling  sorry  for  the 
helpless  creature.  "Please,  Papa." 

"Surely  you  don't  intend  to  put  that  animal  in  the  car,  with  us 
in  our  best  clothes!"  exclaimed  Mama. 

Papa  wisely  answered  me  by  saying,  "Ask  your  mother." 

Now  Mama  was  compassionate,  too,  but  in  her  opinion  there 
was  a  place  for  everything,  and  our  nice  clean  Lizzie  was  definitely 
no  place  for  a  smelly  sheep.  But  with  three  children  feeling  so  much 
sympathy  for  the  little  lamb,  she  gave  her  consent. 

"Where  will  you  keep  it?"  she  asked. 

Immediately  we  assured  her  we  would  build  it  a  little  pen. 

"Don't  feel  bad  if  it  doesn't  live,"  cautioned  Papa.  "It's  pretty 
weak,  and  we  might  have  trouble  feeding  it." 

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Gently  he  picked  up  the  lamb  and  laid  it  on  the  floor  in  the 
back  of  the  car. 

We  were  about  to  start  back  when  we  heard  a  baa,  baa,  coming 
from  a  clump  of  bushes  near  a  fence.  It  sounded  like  a  cry  for  help. 
Papa,  who  was  in  the  process  of  cranking  Lizzie,  looked  toward  Mama, 
then  took  off  down  the  slope  to  investigate. 

"Stay  in  the  car,  children,  I  don't  want  you  to  get  your  clothes 
dirty,"  ordered  Mama. 

"Addie!"  called  Papa,  "bring  me  that  white  rag  under  the  front 
seat,  this  sheep  has  a  broken  leg." 

Reluctantly  Mama  stood  up  from  the  seat,  so  I  could  pull  out  the 
rag.  The  sheep  was  caught  in  the  fence,  and  in  its  struggle  to  get 
free  had  somehow  broken  its  leg. 

Only  too  happy  to  be  of  help,  I  started  on  the  run  down  the 
hill,  and  as  is  so  often  the  case  on  a  hillside,  I  tripped  on  a  stump 
of  sagebrush,  which  caused  my  downfall.  I  arose  with  the  knees  out 
of  my  stockings,  and  skin  off  my  knees. 

"Why  don't  you  watch  where  you're  going?"  was  Papa's  remark 
of  sympathy  as  I  limped  up  to  him  with  tears  running  down  my 
cheeks,  and  handed  him  the  rag.  "Now  hand  me  that  stick,"  he 
said,  pointing  to  one  just  out  of  his  reach.  "Now  grab  hold  of  his 
hind  legs  while  I  put  on  a  splint!"  Even  though  the  animal  was 
lying  flat  on  its  side  with  Papa  astride  it,  I  had  all  I  could  do  to 
hang  onto  those  kicking  legs. 

With  this  act  of  mercy  accomplished.  Papa  suggested  we  get 
back  to  Lizzie.  I  lifted  up  my  blood-stained  petticoats  from  my 
bleeding  knees,  and  followed  behind. 

"Addie,  what  makes  you  so  clumsy?  Just  look  at  yourself. 
All  we  need  is  another  stray  sheep  and  the  day  will  be  completely 
ruined,"  groaned  Mama. 

I  took  my  place  on  the  back  seat,  being  careful  not  to  step  on  the 
little  lamb.  My  knees  hurt,  but  I  fought  back  the  tears  and  said 
nothing.  Unfastening  my  garters,  I  rolled  down  the  kneeless  stock- 
ings to  ease  the  pain.  No  one  cared  how  much  I  was  suffering. 

"Are  you  going  to  leave  the  poor  sheep,  Papa?"  James  asked. 

"The  coyotes  will  get  it.  Papa.  Don't  leave  it  for  the  coyotes 
to  get,"  whimpered  Peter. 

"We  have  all  the  sheep  we  are  going  to  have!"  said  Mama. 

"He'll  be  good.  Mama."  Another  baa,  baa,  from  the  sheep,  and 
James  begged,  "He  wants  to  go  with  us,  listen!  I  don't  want  to  leave 
him  for  the  coyotes."  Little  Peter  began  to  cry. 

"Stand  up  a  little,  will  you,  Bess?  Let  me  get  that  piece  of  rope 
from  under  the  seat,"  said  Papa  to  Mama. 

"Surely  you  don't  intend  to  put  another  sheep  in  with  us?" 
she  asked,  rising  obediently. 

With  rope  in  hand  he  headed  for  the  helpless  animal.  It  had 
occurred  to  him  that,  come  winter,  it  would  make  good  mutton.  Why 
leave  it  for  the  coyotes  when  we  could  enjoy  eating  it? 

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JUNE    1964 

The  task  of  tying  the  back  legs  together,  and  carrying  it  to  the 
Model  T  was  laborious,  but  he  managed.  "Open  the  car  door,  James, 
and  we'll  put  it  beside  the  other  one,"  he  said.  The  little  hungry 
lamb  instinctively  tried  to  find  some  much-needed  nourishment 
from  the  new  companion,  but  it  wasn't  the  right  kind  of  sheep. 

"Don't  cry  little  sheeps,"  said  Peter  sympathetically,  patting  it 
on  the  head. 

"Sheep,"  corrected  Mama.  "I  don't  want  to  hear  you  say  'sheeps' 
again,  Peter!" 

V\/e  started  for  home.  Papa  and  Mama  were  very  quiet.  James  and 
Peter  lay  on  their  stomachs  on  the  seat  watching  the  sheep,  and 
trying  to  calm  them.  At  the  top  of  the  hill  we  noticed  the  old  ewe 
and  her  twin  lambs,  feeding  contentedly  by  the  side  of  the  road. 
Papa  slowed  down  wondering  what  to  do,  and  a  little  fearful  of 
Mama's  wrath.  He  thought  of  all  the  good  winter  meat  we  could 
have  just  for  the  taking,  and  decided  to  stop, 

"You  couldn't  possibly  be  thinking  of  taking  more  sheep?" 
Mama  asked. 

"Bess,  listen  to  reason,  will  you?  Those  sheep  will  give  us  all 
the  mutton  we  need  this  winter,"  Papa  tried  to  explain. 

"What  would  you  suggest  we  do,  get  out  and  walk  while  you  load 
up  with  sheep?"  she  retorted. 

Papa  was  trying  to  figure  out  how  he  could  load  all  those  sheep. 
He  had  no  intention  of  leaving  them  behind.  The  one  with  the  broken 
leg  would  cause  less  trouble  up  front  beside  Mama,  he  decided.  The 
old  ewe  and  the  little  ones  would  settle  down  beside  her.  The  real 
trouble  began  when  Papa  started  to  put  the  crippled  sheep  in  the 
front. 

"Lift  up  your  skirts,  Bess,  and  I'll  set  this  cripple  one  in  front," 
he  said. 

"You'll  do  no  such  thing,  I'll  walk  first!"  threatened  Mama,  and 
out  of  the  Ford  she  got,  tight  shoes  and  all.  Papa  looked  down  at  her 
feet  and  decided  to  take  a  chance.  He  took  off  his  stiff  collar  and 
derby  hat,  and  laid  them  on  the  front  seat,  and  started  for  the  sheep. 

"Put  a  couple  of  rocks  behind  the  back  wheels,  James,  so  she 
won't  roll  down  hill.  Addie,  you  take  off  your  stockings,  they're 
torn  anyway,  and  you  and  Peter  stand  over  there  by  the  hill  and 
don't  let  the  sheep  go  past  you." 

Holding  my  skirts  away  from  my  stinging  knees,  I  did  as  he  bade. 
We  were  never  permitted  to  talk  back  to  Papa. 

It  was  hard  work  trying  to  corner  a  sheep  with  two  lambs,  but  we 
did.  Papa  grabbed  the  old  ewe's  two  back  legs  so  she  couldn't  kick, 
and  tied  them  together  with  my  black  stockings.  It  took  some  doing 
to  get  those  frightened  sheep  in  Lizzie,  and  by  the  time  we  were 
through,  our  shoes  were  skinned,  and  our  clothes  torn  and  soiled. 

The  little  orphan  lamb  again  searched  for  nourishment  from 
the  old  mother,  but  the  two  stronger  ones  pushed  it  away.   This 

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THE  SHEEP  THAT  STRAYED  ON   SUNDAY 

annoyed  Peter,  and  he  scolded  them  for  not  letting  the  little  one 
suckle. 

Mama  was  trudging  along  the  dusty  road  quite  some  distance 
ahead.  We  drove  up  beside  her  and  stopped.  A  feeling  of  guilt  and 
shame  came  over  Papa  as  he  looked  at  her  tear-stained  face  and  dusty 
white  shoes.  ''Get  in,  Mama,  we'll  soon  be  home  and  everything  will 
turn  out  all  right,"  he  spoke  kindly. 

Unwilling,  but  with  no  other  choice,  she  climbed  in,  not  even 
taking  the  trouble  to  move  her  skirt  away  from  the  displeasing, 
crippled  sheep.  Papa  pulled  down  on  the  gas  lever  and  Lizzie  shot 
full  speed  ahead.  The  sudden  jar  upset  the  already  startled  sheep, 
and  Papa  found  it  far  from  pleasant,  driving  twenty-five  miles  an  hour 
over  the  rough  wagon  road  with  a  car  full  of  frightened,  bleating 
sheep. 

Disheveled  and  hungry,  we  arrived  home  by  way  of  the  back 
streets,  hoping  not  to  be  noticed  by  our  friends  and  neighbors.  Mama 
sat  rigid,  looking  neither  to  the  right  nor  left,  as  she  brushed  some 
straying  locks  back  under  her  hat.  The  hat  was  never  again  quite 
straight,  and  it  was  a  long  time  before  Papa  won  her  complete 
forgiveness. 

''You  had  better  go  on  in  the  house  with  Mama  and  take  care 
of  those  knees,"  said  Papa,  as  he  helped  me  over  the  side  of  the  car. 

The  old  ewe,  anxious  to  put  her  feet  on  solid  ground,  almost  kicked 
off  my  stockings  before  Papa  could  get  her  tied  to  a  tree,  where  she 
stayed  until  a  pen  was  built.  There  was  no  fear  of  the  lambs  straying 
from  their  mother. 

Peter  took  complete  possession  of  the  orphan  lamb,  and,  be- 
cause the  others  had  treated  it  so  badly,  would  have  nothing  whatso- 
ever to  do  with  them.  Papa  carried  it  to  the  kitchen  and  laid  it  on  a 
rug  near  the  woodbox. 

"Don't  be  afraid,  little  lambie,  we  won't  hurt  you,"  said  Peter, 
kneeling  down  beside  it,  stroking  the  soft,  fleecy  wool. 

The  lamb  could  not  stand  or  even  hold  up  its  head,  it  was  so 
weak.  Papa  showed  Peter  how  to  hold  its  head  so  the  fresh,  warm 
milk,  which  he  poured  in  its  mouth  with  a  spoon,  could  slowly  trickle 
down  its  throat.  Peter  spent  hours  coaxing  his  new  pet  to  drink, 
and  often  slept  curled  up  beside  it  on  the  rug. 

It  became  a  beautiful,  lovely  pet  and  followed  Peter  at  every 
opportunity.  They  romped  and  played  until  completely  exhausted, 
then  would  drop  down  on  the  grass  to  rest  and  sometimes  have  a 
short  nap. 

Somehow  the  subject  of  lamb  stew  or  mutton  chops  was  never 
mentioned  in  connection  with  our  pet.  We  enjoyed  our  winter  meat, 
knowing  full  well  that  the  little  lamb  was  enjoying  his  grass  and  hay. 

Never  again  did  any  sheep  take  a  ride  in  Lizzie.  Even  though 
Papa  scrubbed  that  Model  T  inside  and  out  several  times.  Mama 
claimed  she  could  still  detect  the  faint  odor  of  sheep.  But  Papa 
said  it  was  all  imagination. 

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VOLUME  51     JUNE   1964     NUMBER  6 


The  134th  Annual 


I  N  the  beautiful  springtime  of  the  year,  in  the  Tabernacle  in  Salt  Lake  City,  Utah, 
April  4,  5,  and  6,  1964,  the  134th  Annual  General  Conference  of  the  Church  was 
held  and  commemorated  the  organization  of  the  Church  on  the  6th  of  April  1830. 

The  rapid  growth  of  the  Church  was  revealed  by  the  announcement  of  a 
membership  of  2,117,451  as  of  December  31,  1963,  with  the  number  of  full-time 
missionaries  listed  as  11,653.  The  unity  and  strength,  as  well  as  the  continuity  of 
inspired  leadership,  were  demonstrated  by  President  McKay,  in  his  ninety-first 
year,  who  presided  at  all  the  conference  sessions  and  conducted  part  of  them 
and  in  the  appointment  of  Paul  Harold  Dunn,  thirty-nine,  to  be  the  new  member 
of  the  First  Council  of  Seventy. 

In  his  opening  address,  President  McKay  appealed  to  the  saints  throughout 
the  world  to  live  the  principles  of  the  gospel  and  thereby  strengthen  themselves 
and  their  homes: 

This  morning  I  have  in  mind  giving  a  warning  to  all  young  people 
relating  to  three  dangers  threatening  the  success  and  happiness  of 
youth:  First  —  the  pernicious  habit  of  smoking  cigarettes;  second  — 
the  increasing  number  of  divorces;  third  —  the  tendency  to  hold  less 
sacred  the  moral  standards.  .  .  . 

One  of  the  most  precious  possessions  is  our  families.  The  do- 
mestic relations  precede,  and,  in  our  present  existence,  are  worth  more 
than  all  other  social  ties.  They  give  the  first  throb  of  the  heart  and  un- 
seal the  deep  foundations  of  its  love.  Home  is  the  chief  school  of  hu- 
man virtues.  Its  responsibilities,  joys,  sorrows,  smiles,  tears,  hopes, 
solicitudes  form  the  chief  interests  of  human  life. 

President  Hugh  B.  Brown  delivered  an  address  in  which  he  affirmed  the 
meaning  of  the  gospel  of  Jesus  Christ  in  a  world  in  which  so  many  are  frustrated 
in  their  search  for  truth. 


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Anna  B.  Hart 

Mary  R.  Young 

Hazel  S.  Cannon         ^^H 

Edith  S.  Elliott 

Mary  V.  Cameron 

Hazel  S.  Love                     fl 

Florence  J.  Madsen 

Afton  W.  Hunt 

Fawn   H.  Sharp                  fl 

Leone  G.  Layton 

Wealtha  S.  Mendenhall 

C6lestia  J.  Taylor              9 

Blanche  B.  Stoddard 

Pearle  M.  Olsen 

Anne  R.  Gledhill                  9 

Evon  W.  Peterson 

Elsa  T.  Peterson 

Belva   Barlow                     B 

Aleine  M.  Young 

Fanny  S.  Kienitz 

Zola  J.  McGhie                   9 

Josie  B.  Bay 

Elizabeth  B.  Winters 

Oa  J.  Cannon                    fl 

Alberta  H.  Christensen 

LaRue  H.  Rosell 

Lila  B.  Walch                     9 

Mildred  B.  Eyring 

Jennie  R.  Scott 

Lenore  C.  Gundersen        9 

Charlotte  A.  Larsen 

Alice  L  Wilkinson 

Marjorie  C.  Pingree           9 

Edith  P.  Backman 

LaPriel  S.  Bunker 

Darlene  C.  Dedekind         9 

Winniefred  S.  Manwaring 

Irene  W.  Buehner 

Cleone  R.  Eccles               9 

EIna  P.  Haymond 

Irene  C.  Lloyd 

1 

General  Conference 


Unlike  those  whose  religious  faith  is  uneasy  and  precarious  in  the 
modern  world  of  expanding  scientific  knowledge,  we  are  at  home  with 
the  most  advanced  truths  discovered  by  scientists  and  with  all  compe- 
tent philosophic  thought  —  with  truth  wherever  found  —  because  our 
religion  enjoins  in  us  a  love  of  knowledge  and  education;  encourages  us 
to  seek  understanding  through  broadening  our  vision  and  deepening  our 
insight.     This  is  an  eternal  quest. 


In  a  description  of  God's  dealings  with  men  through  his  prophets,  President 
Nathan  Eldon  Tanner  declared: 

While  the  prophets  in  the  old  land  were  receiving  revelations  from 
God,  the  people  of  Lehi  on  this,  the  American  Continent,  were  not  left 
without  guidance.  Prophets  were  raised  up  through  whom  God  spoke 
and  directed  his  people  in  all  their  doings  as  they  would  listen.  He  re- 
vealed to  them,  also,  600  years  before  Christ's  coming,  that  he  would 
come,  that  he  was  the  Savior  of  the  world,  that  he  would  be  persecuted 
and  crucified,  and  that  he  would  be  resurrected. 


One  of  the  most  blessed  and  heartfelt  events  of  the  conference  was  the 
farewell  message  of  President  McKay,  delivered  with  love  and  solicitude: 

It  is  a  great  thing  to  be  a  father  of  boys  and  girls.  I  think  it  is  a 
precious  thing  for  our  boys  and  girls  to  realize  their  responsibility  to  car- 
ry their  father's  name  in  love  and  honor.  .  .  .  We  have  had  a  wonderful 
conference.  .  .  .  Let  us  take  with  us  appreciation  of  being  a  father,  ap- 
preciation of  being  a  mother.  And  boys  and  girls,  go  with  the  responsi- 
bility that  you  have  to  bring  comfort  and  gladness  and  thankfulness  to 
the  hearts  of  your  fathers  and  mothers. 


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In  Memoriam —  Gladys  Pratt  Young 

March  24,  1895  -  April  3,  1964 

Gladys  Pratt  Young,  wife  of  S.  Dilworth  Young  of  the  First  Council 
of  Seventy,  passed  away  in  Salt  Lake  City,  Utah,  April  3,  1964.  Of 
illustrious  pioneer  heritage,  through  the  line  of  Parley  P.  Pratt,  she 
was  born  in  Colonia  Juarez,  Chihuahua,  Mexico,  the  youngest  daugh- 
ter of  Helaman  and  Victoria  Billingsley  Pratt.  Both  her  father  and 
her  brother,  Rey  Lucero  Pratt,  served  as  presidents  of  the  Mexican 
Mission,  and  the  members  of  the  Pratt  family  are  greatly  loved  and 
respected  throughout  the  Church.  Gladys  spent  her  early  years  in 
the  Mexican  Colonies  and  lived  with  her  brother  Rey  L.  Pratt  in  Mex- 
ico City  after  the  death  of  her  parents.  She  was  married  to  S.  Dil- 
worth Young,  May  31,  1923,  in  the  Salt  Lake  Temple. 

A  talented  woman,  skilled  in  the  creative  arts.  Sister  Young 
wrote  and  directed  many  dramas  and  pageants  for  the  Church  and  for 
the  communities  in  which  she  lived,  generously  sharing  her  gifts,  her 
time,  and  her  energy.  Skilled  in  many  household  handicrafts,  she 
excelled  in  such  accomplishments  as  designing  costumes,  painting 
trays,  rug  making,  and  quilting,  and  she  taught  these  skills  to  many 
women  in  the  missions  and  at  home. 

She  served  as  president  of  the  New  England  Mission  Relief  So- 
ciety from  1947  to  1951  during  the  time  that  her  husband  presided 
over  that  mission. 

The  General  Board  of  Relief  Society,  and  the  membership 
throughout  the  Church  extend  heartfelt  sympathy  to  Elder  Young 
and  to  the  other  family  members.  May  the  beautiful  life  and  the 
lovely  ways  of  Gladys  Pratt  Young  be  a  blessed  memory  to  them. 


Always  the  Moment 

Lael   W.    Hill 

Shall  we  look  back  and  say  to  each  other,  Remember,  remember — 
That  was  the  first  day  we  looked  on  each  other's  faces 
The  instant  of  just  before  hearing  each  other's  laughter 
The  merest  beginning  of  almost-touching  our  fingers? 

Shall  we  look  back  together  sometime,  in  a  frantic  recalling 
Trying  to  capture  the  color  of  eyes  that  were  lighted. 
Listening  long  for  the  music  that  once  was  our  voices. 
Reaching  the  hands  of  remembering — vainly,  vainly? 

If  we  knew — if  our  longing  could  wake  an  awareness,  a  knowledge, 
The  moment  of  then  lies  parallel  with  our  tomorrow! 
Look  forward  to  loving:  our  love  will  be  always  beginning — 
Nothing  is  lost  that  we  live  so  intensely,  so  purely. 


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omans 
Sphere 


RaTYiona  W.  Cannon 


Among  the  women  appointees  to  Gov- 
ernment positions  by  President  Lyndon 
B.  Johnson  are  the  following:  Mrs.  Nor- 
man Chandler,  sixty-two,  as  a  member 
of  the  Advisory  Committee  to  the  Unit- 
ed States  Information  Agency;  Mrs. 
Virginia  Mae  Brown,  forty,  to  the  Inter- 
state Commerce  Commission;  Mrs.  In- 
dia Edwards,  almost  seventy,  to  be 
special  consultant  on  youth  employ- 
ment to  the  Secretary  of  Labor;  Mrs. 
Katherine  E.  White,  fifty-seven,  to  be 
ambassador  to  Denmark;  Mrs.  Herbert 
Stats,  fifty-three,  as  a  consultant  in  the 
Office  of  Aging,  Department  of  Health, 
Education,  and  Welfare,  and  coordinator 
of  Senior  Citizens  Month  (May);  Mrs. 
Mary  Keyserling  as  director  of  the 
Women's  Bureau,  Labor  Department. 


THE  BEGUM  (Princess)  C.  AHMED  of 
Pakistan  served  as  a  delegate  at  the 
installation  of  President  Leoni  of  Vene- 
zuela. The  Begum  was  the  first  woman 
from  Pakistan  to  be  a  delegate  to  the 
United  Nations.  Her  countrywomen 
now  vote,  and  Pakistan  has  sixteen 
women  in  Parliament,  and  a  woman  am- 
bassador to  Italy. 


It  has  been  estimated  by  the  Associ- 
ated Press  of  the  United  States  that 
from  a  total  of  49,034  reporters  and 
editors  of  major  newspapers,  17,274 
are  women  who  are  finding  rewarding 
careers  in  various  fields  of  journalism. 


QUEEN  ELIZABETH  of  Great  Britain, 
thirty-seven,  gave  birth  to  her  fourth 
child  (third  son  and  third  in  line  of 
succession)  on  March  10,  1964.  A  forty- 
one  gun  salute  heralded  the  news 
across  London. 

MARGARET  BARTLETT  ANDERSON  is 
author  of  Robert  Frost  and  John  Bart- 
lett,  the  Record  of  a  Friendship  (Holt, 
Reinhart  and  Winston,  publishers) 
which  reveals  many  aspects  of  the  life 
and  the  poetry  of  this  "genius  with  all 
that  genius  implies  .  .  .  insight,  energy, 
sensitivity." 

RUTH  ABAT  is  public  relations  director 
and  advertising  manager  for  Raymond 
International,  a  heavy  construction 
company,  with  headquarters  in  New 
York  City  and  construction  contracts  in 
many  countries.  Miss  Abat  has  been  a 
staff  writer  for  several  large  newspapers 
and  was  formerly  editor  of  the  Dun  and 
Bradstreet  house  publication,  New  York 
City. 

EILEEN  FARRELL  has  been  described 
by  many  eminent  music  critics  as  the 
finest  dramatic  soprano  in  the  United 
States.  "Her  voice  is  full-bodied  and 
rich,  the  diction  faultless,  and  her 
rhythm  and  phrasing  unequaled."  She 
has  sung  in  many  of  the  world's  great- 
est concert  halls  and  has  appeared  with 
the  most  acclaimed  symphony  orches- 
tras and  in  leading  roles  in  operas  and 
oratorios. 


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EMILY   DICKINSON 

''Occupation — Keeps  House'' 

Laurel  Ulrich 

The  quotations  reprinted  in  this  article  are  from  the  book  ''The  Letters 
of  Emily  Dickinson,"  edited  by  Thomas  H.  Johnson,  and  are  used  by  special 
permission  from  Harvard  University  Press. 


Main  Street  in  Amherst,  Massa- 
chusetts, leads  gently  past  the 
quiet  common  and  a  short  row 
of  shops,  starts  its  ascent  near  the 
towered  red  brick  police  station, 
grows  steeper  as  it  moves  into 
a  residential  section,  then  thrusts 
breathlessly  upward  until,  just 
surmounting  a  view  of  the  hills 
beyond,  it  passes  the  thick  maze 
of  hemlock  which  screens  the 
mansion  where  Emily  Dickinson 
lived  and  died. 

Emily's  home  is  not  open  to  the 
public.  The  white  sign  on  the  side 
of  the  house  which  claims  it  as 
her  home  can  barely  be  glimpsed 
through  the  branches  of  the 
hedge,   which   reaches   well   past 


the  sill  of  the  second  story  win- 
dows. Retreating  back  down  the 
hill,  one  can  peer  through  the 
driveway  opening  and  see  some- 
thing of  the  house — solid,  con- 
servative red  brick  cupola  crowd- 
ed. To  the  left  of  the  driveway  is 
the  clay-colored  picket  fence  of 
''The  Evergreens,"  the  house  Ed- 
ward Dickinson  built  for  Emily's 
brother  Austin  and  his  bride. 
Towering  over  the  pickets  is  an- 
other hemlock  hedge  and,  pierc- 
ing it,  a  row  of  pinions  standing 
like  flagstaffs  before  an  embassy. 
The  house  itself  is  a  clay-colored 
frame  version  of  Edward's  own. 

It  would  be  hard  to  imagine 
either   of   these   houses   open   to 


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tourists.  There  is  a  mystery  in 
their  aloofness  which  invites  spec- 
ulation on  the  lives  within.  It  is 
easy  to  imagine  a  slender  woman 
in  white  darting  into  a  doorway 
to  avoid  being  seen,  to  picture  a 
'*New  England  Nun"  tending  her 
flowers  and  her  broken  heart  be- 
hind the  tall  hedge.  Like  the  citi- 
zens of  Amherst  in  Emily's  day, 
seeing  the  hedge,  hearing  the 
half-whispered  rumors,  we  began 
to  believe  the  legend  of  "Miss 
Emily."  If  we  were  to  step 
through  the  hedge,  wouldn't  we 
see  her  there  now,  sitting  in  her 
garden  dreamily  writing  in  a 
small  notebook,  her  face  as  pale 
as  her  dress,  thinking  of  the  leg- 
endary lover  she  had  been  forced 
to  renounce  in  her  youth? 

Unfortunately  for  the  legend, 
if  we  had  been  able  to  penetrate 
the  hedge  in  Emily's  day,  we 
would  probably  have  seen  her, 
with  her  auburn  hair  neatly  part- 
ed in  the  middle,  dressed  in  apron 
(a  white  one?),  kneading  bread 
for  the  family,  or -doing  any  one 
of  a  dozen  homely  tasks.  A  house- 
hold of  100  years  ago  required  im- 
mense labor  to  operate.  It  took 
the  efforts  of  Mrs.  Dickinson, 
Lavina,  an  Irish  maid,  and  Emily 
to  keep  the  large  Dickinson  house 
going.  There  were  vegetables  to 
gather  and  preserve,  apples  to 
pick  and  make  into  sauce  and 
cider.  There  were  starched  shirt 
fronts  to  iron  with  heavy  irons 
heated  and  reheated  on  the  wood- 
burning  stove.  There  were  scrub- 
bing and  sweeping  and  dusting 
and  polishing — all  without  the 
benefit  of  vacuum  cleaners — and 
all  the  while  carrying  the  weight 
of  a  many-petticoated,  full-length 
dress.  Emily  hated  housework, 
saying  she  "preferred  pestilence." 


But  she  carried  her  share  of  the 
duties.  Her  province  seems  to 
have  been  cooking. 


Writing  to  her  friend  Abiah 
Root,  the  fifteen-year-old  Emily 
says:  'T  am  going  to  learn  to 
make  bread  tomorrow.  So  you 
may  imagine  me  with  my  sleeves 
rolled  up,  mixing  flour,  milk, 
saleratus,  etc.  with  a  deal  of  grace. 
I  advise  you  if  you  don't  know 
how  to  make  the  staff  of  life  to 
learn  with  dispatch."  Eleyen 
years  later  she  was  an  expert 
baker.  At  the  Amherst  Cattle 
Show  in  1856  her  loaf  of  "rye  and 
Indian"  bread  won  second  prize — 
seventy-five  cents.  To  his  death 
Edward  Dickinson  was  said  to 
have  refused  any  bread  not  of 
Emily's  baking. 

In  a  letter  to  Mrs.  Holland,  in 
1871,  Emily  says  she  is  "pleased 
the  Gingerbread  triumphed."  The 
recipe  was  Emily's:  "1  Quart 
Flour,  1/2  Cup  Butter,  1/2  Cup 
Cream,  1  Table  Spoon  Ginger,  1 
Tea  Spoon  Soda,  I  Salt.  Make  up 
with  Molasses — ." 

It  was  natural  that  being  cook 
she  also  made  the  fires.  Writing 
to  Austin  at  six  a.m.  she  said: 
"I  add  a  word  to  say  that  I've  got 
the  fires  made  and  waked  the  in- 
dividuals, and  the  Americans  are 
conquering  the  British  in  the  tea- 
kettle ....  Will  now  proceed  to 
get  breakfast,  consisting  of  hash 
and  brown  bread — Dessert — A. 
Sauce." 

When  Forester  Ainsworth  took 
the  Tenth  National  Census  in 
Hampshire  County,  Massachu- 
setts, in  1880,  he  listed  Emily  E. 
Dickinson,  Occupation:  "Keeps 
House."  To  all  the  world  this  was 
Emily  Dickinson's  full-time  occu- 


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pation.  Those  around  her  knew 
she  was  in  the  habit  of  writing 
small  verses  and  strangely  liter- 
ary letters  to  her  friends,  but  they 
had  no  idea  that  at  night,  v/hile 
the  rest  of  the  family  slept,  Emily 
Dickinson  was  an  intense  artist 
who  wrote  volumes  of  poems, 
many  of  them  among  the  great- 
est in  American  letters.  Modern 
housewives  who  find  themselves 
exhausted  after  a  day  with  auto- 
matic washer  and  electric  frypan 
can  perhaps  understand  one  rea- 
son for  Emily's  retirement  from 
village  life — the  need  for  time 
and  energy  to  pursue  her  clandes- 
tine life's  work. 

Part  of  the  greatness  of  Emily 
Dickinson's  poetry  is  in  the  start- 
ling precision  of  her  metaphors. 
Is  it  surprising  that  many  of  these 


come  from  housework?  When  she 
becomes  disillusioned  with  an 
idea,  it  falls  and  breaks  ''At  bot- 
tom of  my  Mind,"  like  a  plate 
falling  off  a  shelf.  She  talks  of 
brushing  away  a  summer  like  a 
fly,  or  of  winding  "the  months  in 
balls."  ''sweeping  up  the  heart" 
becomes  part  of  the  bustle  in  the 
house  after  a  death.  Using  themes 
another  poet  might  treat  with 
"high  seriousness,"  Emily  almost 
playfully  confronts  us  with  home- 
ly fact,  with  trimming  a  lamp- 
wick,  sifting  flour,  making  a  bed. 
She  catches  us  off  guard,  teases 
us  with  her  slant  way  of  seeing 
things,  and,  in  the  end,  profound- 
ly moves  us.  E.  Dickinson,  Occu- 
pation: Poet,  triumphs;  but  not 
without  retaining  part  of  Miss 
Emily,  Occupation:  Keeps  House. 


For  a  fascinating  treatment  of  the  home  life  of  Emily  Dickinson,  especially 
in  the  earlier  years,  see  Millicent  Todd  Bingham,  Emily  Dickinson's  Home, 
New  York:    Harper  &  Row,  Inc.,  1955. 


Tide  Turn 

Marjorie   Newton 
Punchbowl,  New  South  Wales,  Australia 

I  have  come  back  to  the  sea,  seeking  strength. 
Here  I  will  answer  myself,  here  decide. 
The  beach   is  deserted,   lonely   its   length, 
And  I  am  at  one  with  sun,  surf,  and  tide. 

My  cliff  top  is  shared  with  the  sound-swift  terns, 
The  salt  wet  wind  blowing  steady  and  free. 
And  all  that  is  sane  within  me  yearns 
For  the  pattern  of  life  as  it  used  to  be. 

The  breakers  are  never  still;  ebb  and  surge 
Are  marked  by  the  curves  of  froth  on  the  shore, 
And  change  is  constant:  the  patterns  emerge 
Only  to  mingle  their  colors  once  more. 

I  will  face  the  wind  and  the  turning  tide. 
For  the  sea  will  return  to  the  land. 
And  ever  the  meaning  of  life  will  abide. 
Clear  patterned  on  smooth  and  shining  sand. 


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Under- 

tanding 


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Synopsis:  Selena  and  Belle  Baldwin, 
sisters,  travel  across  the  plains  with 
their  own  outfit  in  the  company  of  Lon 
Holiday,  captain  of  fifty,  and  Josiah 
Blodgett,  captain  of  ten.  Selena's  fi- 
ance died  at  Winter  Quarters,  and 
still  bitter  and  sorrowing,  she  refuses 
to  take  an  interest  in  Lon,  who  has 
loved  her  since  their  first  meeting. 
Belle  and  Josiah  are  married  immedi- 
ately after  the  arrival  of  the  wagon 
train  in  the  Valley  of  the  Great  Salt 
Lake,  and,  later,  they  decided  to  go  to 
San  Bernardino,  California,  with  the 
saints  who  plan  to  settle  there.  Selena 
and  Lon  also  leave  with  the  company 
for  California,  but  when  a  division  of 
the  company  is  made,  Lon  and  Selena 
are  separated.  Alfred  Quale,  also  on 
his  way  to  California,  begins  his  court- 
ship of  the  lovely  Selena. 

There  were  days  at  a  time  now 
when  the  cemetery  at  Winter 
Quarters  and  the  happenings 
there  seemed  very  far  away  to 
Selena.  She  was  enjoying  the 
companionship  of  her  new  friend, 
Alfred  Quale.  He  was  so  good- 
natured  and  cheerful  that  her  de- 
spondency seemed  to  lessen  with 
the  passing  of  each  day. 


Chapter  5 
Hazel  M.  Thomson 


Too,  some  of  Belle's  enthusiasm 
may  have  rubbed  off  on  Selena. 
Belle  had  never  been  happier. 
When  they  arrived  at  Resting 
Springs  they  did  just  that;  they 
drank  from  the  spring,  filled  every 
available  water  container,  and 
rested.  The  feed  was  plentiful, 
and  the  leaders  decided  to  give 
the  animals  a  few  days'  rest. 

"It's  an  oasis,"  Josiah  said, 
looking  at  the  luxuriant  growth  of 
grass.  "Plenty  of  feed  and  plenty 
of  water.  Still,  it  makes  me  a 
little  uneasy." 

"For  goodness  sakes,  Josiah, 
why?  Can't  you  just  take  advan- 
tage of  the  chance  to  rest  a  few 
days  without  dreaming  up  some- 
thing to  worry  about?" 

"I'm  not  dreaming,  Belle,"  he 
answered.  "The  leaders  aren't 
dreaming  either.  They  feel  it 
necessary  that  we  wait  up  here, 
until  the  other  company  arrives. 
We  have  been  traveling  so  slowly 
that  Brother  Rich  and  his  group 
can't  be  more  than  a  few  days 
back." 


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Selena,  knitting  nearby,  was 
surprised  to  find  her  heart  skip- 
ping a  beat.  Lon!  He  would  be 
in  camp  soon!  She  bent  lower 
over  her  work,  unwilling  to  betray 
any  sign  of  emotion  about  Lon. 
She  realized  the  lack  of  encour- 
agement she  had  given  him.  The 
amazing  thing  was  that  he  had 
remained  so  constant  in  coming 
to  see  her  at  every  opportunity,  in 
view  of  her  own  actions.  But  Se- 
lena did  not  yet  know  her  own 
mind,  so  she  said  nothing. 

I T  was  late  the  next  day  that  the 
Rich  Company  caught  up  with 
the  lead  camp.  Just  as  Belle  had 
hoped  and  Selena  expected,  Lon 
arrived  at  their  wagon  in  time  to 
eat  the  evening  meal  with  them. 

*'Lon!"  cried  Josiah,  slapping 
his  tall  friend  on  the  back,  as  the 
two  friends  shook  hands.  "I  was 
afraid  we'd  seen  the  last  of  you 
until  California." 

''It's  mighty  good  to  be  here," 
reolied  Lon,  glancing  at  Selena. 
"I'm  glad  you  came  to  a  place 
with  enough  feed  to  stop  and  let 
the  animals  eat  and  rest  for  a  few 
days  or  we  never  could  have 
caught  you.  You've  made  good 
time." 

''And  you've  made  better  than 
we  did,"  said  Josiah  smiling, 
"thanks  to  Belle." 

"Now,  Josiah,"  interrupted 
Belle,  "there's  no  need  to  be  say- 
ing that." 

"Why?  What  do  you  mean,  Jo- 
siah?" Lon  asked. 

"Oh,  all  those  rocks  Belle  has 
moved  out  of  the  road.  Don't  tell 
me  you  didn't  see  them  as  you 
went  by." 

"That's  all  right.  Belle,"  Lon 
said,  moving  over  and  shaking 
hands  with  her.     "Josiah  knows 


well  enough  that  he  has  the  best 
wife  on  the  wagon  train.  Hope  I 
can  be  as  lucky  when  I  get  me  a 
wife." 

As  he  finished  speaking,  he 
turned  and  looked  directly  at  Se- 
lena, taking  her  hand  in  his.  She 
thrilled  at  his  touch  —  and  im- 
mediately resented  it,  that  any- 
one could  have  this  effect  upon 
her,  when  the  man  she  had  loved 
lay  in  the  cemetery  at  Winter 
Quarters.  She  resented  even  the 
thought  of  anyone  taking  his 
place. 

With  Alfred  it  was  different. 
She  enjoyed  his  company,  his  con- 
stant jesting.  It  gave  a  lift  to 
her  downcast  spirits.  That  was 
all. 

"Selena " 

She  dropped  her  eyes  before  the 
message  she  read  in  Lon's.  "Sel- 
ena, it's  so  good  to  see  you  again. 
I  was  sorry  to  miss  seeing  you 
that  last  night,  but  some  of  us 
were  sent  into  the  settlement  on 
a  last  minute  assignment.  We 
had  to  go." 

Of  course!  thought  Selena. 
She  might  have  expected  Lon  had 
some  reason  of  that  sort.  His  per- 
sonal affairs  would  always  come 
second  to  whatever  he  considered 
to  be  a  call  from  authority.  It 
wasn't,  then,  that  he  had  not 
wanted  to  see  her.  She  had  won- 
dered about  it,  and  now  that  she 
had  found  out,  it  angered  her  a 
little.  She  was  puzzled  by  her 
own  illogical  reasoning,  resenting 
the  effect  of  Lon's  presence  or  his 
touch,  yet  hurt  that  he  would 
consider  other  things  more  im- 
portant than  she  was. 

The  following  morning  the  sun 
rose  on  a  cloudless  sky.  By  ten 
o'clock,  the  day  gave  promise  of 


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YOUR  HEART  TO  UNDERSTANDING 


being  the  hottest  of  the  trip  to 
date. 

"I'm  glad  we're  not  traveling 
today,  Belle,"  said  Selena  as  they 
finished  their  wash  at  the  creek 
the  men  had  dug  away  from  the 
spring.  ''I  think  we  needed  the 
rest  as  much  as  the  cattle  and 
horses  did."  She  looked  away  to- 
ward the  clump  of  trees  by  which 
they  had  stopped  their  wagon. 
The  shade  looked  very  inviting. 

''I  know  what  you're  thinking, 
Selena,"  said  Belle,  following  her 
gaze.  "I'd  enjoy  lying  around  in 
the  shade  a  bit  myself  on  a  day 
like  this,  but  Josiah  says  there's 
no  time  to  waste,  that  we've  got 
to  get  to  California  and  get  some 
crops  in  as  soon  as  possible." 

'T  realize  that,"  answered  Se- 
lena, "but  at  least  we  can  rest  in 
the  shade  for  awhile  this  morn- 
ing. We've  finished  the  wash. 
What's  left  that  needs  doing  right 
now?" 

"Hay,"  answered  Belle,  picking 
up  the  pile  of  wet  clothes. 

"Hay?" 

"Yes.  This  tall  grass  that  the 
cattle  have  been  enjoying  so.  Jo- 
siah says  we'll  never  find  any 
more  of  it  until  we  get  across  the 
desert.  Lon  was  there  at  the 
wagon  this  morning,  after  you  left 
to  go  to  the  spring.  He  suggested 
that  we  repack  the  wagon,  putting 
the  things  we  must  have  every 
day  near  the  back  where  we  can 
get  at  them,  then  fill  every  wagon 
with  the  grass.  The  men  have 
scythes  to  cut  it,  but  the  cattle 
have  eaten  it  so  far  back  away 
from  camp  that  all  the  women 
and  children  will  help  carry  it  to 
the  wagons  and  tramp  it  in." 

Selena  sighed,  her  hopes  for  a 
pleasant,  restful  day  vanishing. 
She  went  alongside  of  Belle,  do- 


ing her  share,  though  Belle  cheer- 
fully offered  to  carry  it  for  her. 
Back  at  the  wagon  she  climbed  in 
and  tramped  it  down  as  firmly 
as  she  could,  after  it  reached  too 
near  the  wagon  cover  for  Belle 
to  get  in  and  help.  There  were 
stickers  in  among  the  grasses  that 
clung  to  her  dress  and  scratched 
her  legs  through  her  heavy  stock- 
ings. Late  in  the  afternoon  they 
stopped  for  a  bite  to  eat  and  Al- 
fred came  by.  He  peered  into  the 
wagon  and  laughed  heartily. 

"What  is  this?  A  haystack? 
You  going  to  take  it  with  you  and 
set  it  down  in  your  field  in  Cali- 
fornia? You  won't  need  half  that 
much  to  cross  this  little  desert." 

He  walked  on,  still  chuckling. 
Selena,  hot  and  tired  and  dirty, 
sat  trying  to  pull  the  stickers 
and  burrs  from  her  clothing. 

This  was  like  Lon,  she  decided 
bitterly.  Always  going  to  extra 
lengths  of  precaution,  when  half 
as  much  would  probably  have 
been  enough.  Hadn't  they  fol- 
lowed the  trail  many  weeks  and 
never  been  without  grass  yet? 

There  was  no  room  now  for  her 
to  sleep  in  the  wagon,  so  she 
moved  her  quilts  out  under  the 
stars.  She  was  completely  ex- 
hausted and  slept  soundly 
through  the  oppressive  heat  of  the 
night. 

Selena  awakened  after  Belle 
and  Josiah  were  up,  and  as  Belle 
opened  the  back  flap  on  the  wag- 
on she  called,  "That  grass  really 
sank  low  in  the  night.  We've  only 
got  half  a  load." 

"Half  a  load?"  Selena  watched 
Josiah  come  up  and  look  into  the 
wagon.  "That  grass  didn't  sink 
anywhere.     Someone     stole     it!" 

She  saw  the  look  of  anger  on 


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Josiah's  face  as  he  walked  away 
hurriedly.  She  knew  that  Josiah 
suspected  Alfred.  She  also  knew 
there  would  not  be  an  easy  way 
to  prove  it.  There  had  certainly 
been  others  besides  Alfred  who 
had  thought  it  unnecessary  to 
fill  their  wagons  so  full. 

After  rolling  up  her  bedding, 
Selena  propped  a  mirror  against 
the  spokes  in  the  wagon  wheel, 
removed  the  pins  from  her  long, 
dark  hair  and  began  brushing  it, 
enjoying  the  clean  feel  of  it.  Just 
then  Josiah  returned  to  camp, 
Lon  beside  him. 

'T  thought  it  was  mighty 
strange  yesterday  that  he  was  so 
all-fired  unconcerned  about  fill- 
ing his  wagon,"  Josiah  was  say- 
ing. *'I  think  you're  wrong,  Lon, 
this  time.  Seems  to  me  we  should 
let  him  know  we're  on  to  the 
trick." 

*'You  can't  prove  it,  Josiah," 
said  Lon.  "Best  thing  to  do  is 
just  let  me  take  this  fork  and 
help  you  fill  it  up  again.  There's 
still  some  cut  that  wasn't  carried 
in  last  night." 

Selena  looked  at  Lon,  startled. 
He  stood  there,  strong  and  hand- 
some, head  bared,  exactly  as  she 
had  seen  him  a  long  time  ago,  and 
he  held  the  fork  as  he  had  the 
shovel,  throwing  great  thuds  of 
earth  into  an  open  grave  at  Win- 
ter Quarters. 

Now  began  the  most  dreadful 
part  of  the  journey,  as  the  Lyman 
group  moved  ahead.  This  was  the 
stretch  from  Resting  Springs  to 
the  Mojave  River,  leaving  the 
other  party  to  take  advantage  of 
the  feed  and  water  they  were 
leaving. 

"We'll  reach  Salt  Springs  first," 
said  Josiah,  as  the  wagon  train 


moved  slowly  along  under  the 
blistering  sun.  "Captain  Hunt 
says  we'll  appreciate  the  water  in 
our  own  barrels  then,  warm  and 
brackish  or  not." 

And  now,  surprisingly  to  many, 
the  road  began  to  make  a  steady 
climb  in  the  desert  country,  add- 
ing to  the  burden  of  both  people 
and  animals  in  the  devastating 
heat.  Selena  began  to  feel  the 
stickiness  of  her  clothes.  For 
several  days  there  could  be  no 
water  used  for  washing  purposes. 
Every  drop  must  be  carefully 
hoarded  to  preserve  the  life  of 
beast  and  man  alike. 

The  sandy  floor  of  the  desert 
was  hot  to  the  touch  as  they 
spread  out  bed  covers  at  night, 
yet  often,  before  morning  came, 
the  cold  desert  night  caused  the 
travelers  to  welcome  a  covering. 
Upon  arising,  there  was  no  water 
to  be  used  for  washing  faces. 
Selena  felt  the  sand,  which  arose 
in  a  cloud  from  the  movement  of 
so  many  horses  and  cattle  heavy 
in  her  hair  under  her  sunbonnet. 

A  cheer  went  up  when,  at  last, 
the  straggly  growth  of  trees  mark- 
ing Salt  Springs  came  into  view. 

"You  will  find  the  water  all 
right  to  do  some  washing,"  said 
Brother  Lyman,  riding  back  along 
the  line.  "But  drinking  it  will 
only  add  to  your  thirst.  Too  much 
will  make  you  sick,  and  if  the 
animals  are  allowed  to  get  to  it, 
they  will  drink  too  much  and  we 
are  certain  to  lose  some  of  them." 


UosiAH,  Belle,  and  Selena  walked 
together  to  the  spring.  It  ran 
clear  and  looked  deceivingly 
clean  and  cool. 

"It    looks    all    right,    to    me," 
Belle  said,  dipping  her  hand  into 


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YOUR  HEART  TO   UNDERSTANDING 


the  water.  "I  wonder  if  they're 
sure  this  is  the  spring  that  tastes 
so  awful." 

Josiah  looked  at  his  wife. 
''Belle,  both  Brother  Lyman  and 
Captain  Hunt  passed  through 
here  not  so  long  ago.  I  think  you 
can  take  their  word  about  the 
water." 

''But  it  looks  so  good,"  said 
Belle,  dropping  to  the  ground. 
"I'll  just  take  a  httle  taste."  She 
cupped  her  hands  and  lifted  them 
full  to  her  mouth.  Josiah  looked 
at  Selena,  shaking  his  head. 

"Phew!"  Belle  exclaimed.  "I 
think  I'm  poisoned!" 

"You  heard  what  Brother  Ly- 
man said,"  Josiah  reminded  her, 
"that  it  was  possible  to  do  just 
that.  Only  he  expected  the  people 
to  have  enough  sense  not  to  drink 
the  foul-tasting  stuff.  It  was  only 
the  animals  that  he  felt  must  be 
kept  away  from  it." 

"Salt  Springs!"  Belle  spoke  dis- 
gustedly. "I  thought  all  along  I 
could  stand  the  taste  of  a  little 
salt,  rather  than  that  hot  stuff 
in  the  barrels,  but  this  is  just 
terrible.  If  Bitter  Springs  tastes 
any  worse  than  this,  I'd  like  to 
taste  it!" 

"And  you  probably  will,"  her 
husband  agreed. 

"We  can  wash,  anyway,"  Se- 
lena said,  as  she  lifted  the  water 
to  her  face.  It  stung  her  sun- 
burned cheeks,  but  still  she  wel- 
comed having  her  face  feel  clean 
once  more.  When  there  was  time 
she  would  wash  her  hair.  Right 
now  there  were  other  things  to 
be  washed. 

"Come  on,  Selena,"  said  her 
sister.  "Let's  get  our  clothes  that 
need  it  the  worst  and  get  busy 
before  the  spring  gets  too  crowd- 
ed." 


The  stop  there  was  only  for  the 
night,  and  on  the  morning  they 
began  making  their  weary  way  on 
toward  Bitter  Springs.  The  sparse 
growth  of  salt  grass  that  they 
found  now  offered  no  hopes  of  re- 
plenishing their  fast-diminishing 
hay  supply.  There  was  no  riding 
in  the  wagons  now.  The  sandy 
floor  of  the  desert  was  left  behind 
and  the  road  lay  continually  up- 
hill, the  rocky  terrain  making 
walking  difficult. 

Selena  found  herself  thinking 
that  this  part  of  the  journey  was 
something  of  a  triumph;  that 
nothing  she  would  ever  experience 
in  the  future  in  the  way  of  physi- 
cal discomfort  would  probably 
equal  this.  Her  tongue  began  to 
feel  swollen  and  thick  and  her 
parched  lips  broke  into  blisters. 
For  two  days  she  had  not  seen 
Alfred  and  was  glad  that  she  did 
not  have  to  smile  at  his  jests. 

Talking  began  to  take  too  much 
effort  in  the  blazing  sun  and  it 
was  a  quiet,  solemn  group  who 
toiled  on  in  the  intense  heat.  That 
night  was  a  dry  camp,  for  the  en- 
tire water  supply  was  exhausted. 
Then,  when  the  news  was  sent 
back  that  the  Mojave  River  was 
within  the  day's  journey,  cheers 
were  given  and  steps  quickened, 
glad  that  stops  such  as  the  one  at 
Bitter  Springs  had  been  brief. 

Belle  saw  Quale  that  night  re- 
turning toward  their  wagon  with 
Selena.  Belle  watched  her  sister 
smiling  up  into  the  man's  lowered 
face.  Impatiently,  Belle  wished 
for  the  remainder  of  the  trip  to 
be  done  with  so  that  Lon  could 
be  around  permanently.  Events 
were  moving  swiftly  toward  some 
kind  of  crisis.  Belle  wondered 
what  it  would  be. 

(To  be  continued) 


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Gretchen  Stratton  Makes 
Prize-Winning  Pillows 

Gretchen  Stratton,  LaVerkin,  Utah, 
makes  lovely  decorative  pillows  for  her 
friends  and  relatives.  In  1963,  her 
beautiful  pillows,  in  designs  of  harmo- 
nious colors  and  exquisite  stitchery, 
won  first  place  at  the  Washington 
County  Fair.  This  award  was  all  the 
more  notable  because  this  dear  sister 
has  been  blind  for  fourteen  years.  She 
has  been  a  counselor  in  her  ward 
Relief  Society,  and  each  year  she 
gives  The  Relief  Society  Magazine 
to  her  daughters  and  daughters-in-law 
for  their  birthdays.  Sister  Stratton  is 
mother  to  eight,  grandmother  to 
twenty-eight,  and  great-grandmother 
to  twenty-four. 


Anna  Marie  Richins  —  Expert  in   Handicraft 

Anna  Marie  Richins,  Las  Vegas,  Nevada,  is  an  expert  in  many  types 
of  handicraft.  Her  braided  rugs,  fancy  pillows,  crocheted  tablecloths,  afghans, 
and  doilies  beautify  the  homes  of  many  of  her  friends  and  relatives.  She  is 
also  an  expert  at  dressmaking  and  other  kinds  of  machine  sewing,  making  a 
creative  art  of  ordinary  household  opportunities.  Widowed  when  her  twelve 
children  were  young,  Mrs.  Richins  practiced  the  ways  of  industry  and  thrift. 
Six  of  her  children  are  living,  and  she  has  nineteen  grandchildren  and  twenty- 
two  great-grandchildren.  She  has  been  a  Relief  Society  visiting  teacher  for 
more   than   twenty-five   years. 


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Maude  W.  Howard 


Designing  beautiful  flower  arrangements   is 
an   art   that  is   fascinating   and  rewarding. 

Our  homes  can  be  made  attractive  with  flowers.  They  do  add  warmth  and 
friendliness  to  our  homes.  Our  homes  can  speak  our  personality  when  we  make 
use  of  our  own  little  touches.     Flowers  can  enhance  all  of  our  cherished  objects. 

As  in  any  art,  proper  equipment  is  necessary,  and  the  right  tools  make  a 
difference.  The  essentials  are  few  and  inexpensive,  but  most  important  for  suc- 
cessful flower  arranging.  A  few  of  the  basic  needs  or  aids  to  flower  arranging 
are:  a  knife,  flower  shears,  a  frog  or  a  needle  holder,  oasis,  wire,  chicken  wire, 
and  basic  containers. 

A  good  knife  is  a  prime  requisite.  All  flower  stems  should  be  cut.  After  a 
flower  stem  has  been  out  of  water  any  length  of  time  and  exposed  to  the  air,  it 
should  be  recut  allowing  water  and  oxygen  to  travel  up  the  stem  to  the  blossom. 
Flower  shears  are  not  recommended  for  cutting  flower  stems,  because  they  tend 
to  pinch  the  stems  and  cut  off  circulation  to  the  water  channels  leading  to  the 
bloom.  However,  scissors  are  needed  for  many  other  steps  and  requirements 
in  this.  work. 

Frogs  or  needle  holders  in  various  sizes  are  necessary  for  arranging  in  low, 
shallow  containers,  always  remembering  the  frogs  should  be  attached  to  the  con- 
tainer with  florists'  clay  before  any  moisture  is  added  to  the  bowl.  These  frogs 
tend  to  hold  stems  upright  and  in  place. 

Oasis,  a  new  commercial  product  similar  to  a  sponge,  can  be  soaked  in 
water  over  night,  and  when  covered  with  foil,  serves  as  a  container  in  itself. 
However,  I  prefer  to  use  oasis  as  a  filler  in  another  container  so  water  may  be 
added  to  the  oasis  daily. 

Floral  wire  is  most  useful  to  reinforce  the  flower  stems  and  it  also  helps  to 
hold  the  flower  stem  straight.  If  one  wishes  to  attain  a  line  arrangement  with 
a  flower,  wire  adds  to  the  possible  bending  of  the  stem  without  breaking. 

Chicken  wire  is  most  successful  when  crushed  to  fit  any  shape  of  container. 
It  is  especially  good  in  tall  cylinder  vases  and  urns  because  flowers  are  held  in 
place.  The  stems  can  be  inserted  through  mesh  openings  which  hold  stems  in 
place  and  support  them. 

Anything  which  holds  water  is  a  usable  container  for  flowers,  whether  it  be 
a  compote,  urn,  shallow  bowl,  rectangular  tray,  jar,  goblet,  cylinder,  or  pillow 
type  vase. 

Most  generally  we  follow  the  line  of  the  vase  with  our  flower  arrangement, 
curving  with  a  curved  or  flare  vase.  More  often,  with  an  upright  cylinder  type 
vase,  we  make  an  upright  straight  arrangement  which  bespeaks  modern  or  ori- 
ental art.  We  use  few  flowers,  but  place  them  carefully  in  a  heaven,  man,  and 
earth  fashion.    This  is  three  elevations  filled  in  between  with  greens. 

If  you  are  arranging  flowers  sent  from  a  florist,  remember  to  recut  stems  on 
the  diagonal  so  when  the  stem  is  resting  on  the  bottom  of  the  vessel,  circulation 
is  not  cut  off  and  water  can  travel  up  the  stem  to  the  blossom.  A  stubby  stem 
touches  the  bottom  of  the  container  so  no  action  can  take  place.  Remember  at 
all  times  that  flowers  breathe  in  water  through  the  stems,  and  a  dry  stem  will 
not  take  in  water  even  though  the  stem  is  submerged  in  water.  This  is  most  im- 
portant to  the  lasting  qualities  of  all  types  of  flowers. 


431 


Before  arranging  flowers,  always  remember  to  remove  all  foliage  below  the 
water  line.  Always  use  a  flower  preservative  such  as  one  of  the  many  commer- 
cial preparations  for  this  purpose.  Replace  water  as  it  evaporates  from  the 
container.  Lukewarm  water  seems  to  make  the  stem  more  porous  and  allows 
quick  water  reaction  up  to  the  bloom. 

As  an  architect  builds  a  home  —  makes  plans  and  knows  what  he  is  going 
to  do  —  we  should  proceed  with  flower  arranging  in  much  the  same  manner. 
We  must  know  where  the  arrangement  is  to  be  placed  in  the  home,  whether  it 
is  to  be  on  a  radio,  which  wouldn't  require  flowers  all  around,  or  whether  the 
arrangement  would  be  placed  on  a  low  table  or  dining-room  table,  where  it 
would  need  to  be  effective  on  all  sides. 

We  should  take  into  consideration  the  surrounding  colors  and  the  decor  of 
the  home.  So  we  must  visualize  what  we  want  our  finished  product  to  look  like 
and  make  a  definite  plan  or  use  a  picture  from  a  magazine  that  we  like  and  copy 
this  if  it  fits  our  needs. 

Now  we  are  ready  to  start  our  flower  arranging.  We  have  our  necessary 
tools,  together  with  a  desired  container  and  the  plan  which  we  wish  to  follow.  I 
always  start  the  arrangement  in  the  center  with  three  or  five  flowers  of  different 
elevations  and  work  out  the  desired  length  needed.  Keep  in  mind  that  flowers 
should  always  be  once  and  a  half  times  the  height  of  the  container  and  the  same 
in  length. 

We  should  always  use  small  buds  or  flowers  at  the  highest  point,  and  as  we 
come  down  we  use  the  larger  and  more  open  flowers.  We  follow  this  same  rule 
in  color,  using  our  more  pastel  color  high  and  the  stronger  colors  at  the  core  of 
the  arrangement.     This  gives  a  good  balance  without  a  top-heavy  feeling. 

We  work  our  flowers  in  a  low  and  outgoing  direction,  thus  giving  them  a 
three-dimensional  look,  which  always  creates  more  interest. 

When  you  receive  a  dozen  roses  from  your  florist,  arrange  them  in  a  suit- 
able vase,  one  which  will  be  tall  enough  to  hold  enough  water,  remembering  to 
recut  the  stems  each  day  and  add  water  enough  to  replace  that  which  has  evap- 
orated. After  the  roses  have  bloomed  out,  stems  can  be  shortened  and  utilized 
by  arranging  them  in  lower  containers  to  prolong  the  life  of  the  roses. 

We  should  always  remember  flowers  that  do  not  like  drafts  and  artificial 
heat,  should  be  placed  in  the  coolest  spot  in  the  room. 

Whether  we  are  going  to  enjoy  our  cut  flowers  depends  somewhat  on  the 
tender  care  we  give  them.  If  our  flowers  wilt  quickly  and  we  have  followed  all 
instructions  available,  may  I  suggest  you  cut  the  stems  and  roll  the  top  part  of 
flowers  in  several  pieces  of  wet  newspaper.  Leave  the  lower  part  of  the  stems 
exposed  so  that  they  can  be  put  in  a  deep  vessel  of  water  and  placed  in  a  cool 
place.  An  over-night  soaking  of  the  blossoms  in  newspaper  is  preferred.  In  the 
morning  they  will  be  revived  and  will  bloom  out  beautifully. 

The  pleasure  of  working  with  flowers  increases  when  we  learn  to  manipu- 
late them  to  achieve  a  wider  range  of  design.  The  time  to  experiment  with  flow- 
ers is  when  we  have  them  in  our  gardens  in  profusion.  Then  we  can  work  with 
them  and  become  acquainted  with  the  feel  of  flowers  and  know  the  capacity  of 
the  stems  and  blossoms,  and  the  number  of  flowers  needed  for  a  specific  arrange- 
ment. 

Women  who  enjoy  flower  arranging  and  are  called  upon  to  furnish  arrange- 
ments for  clubs,  schools,  or  church  functions  should  acquire  interesting  vases  to 
accommodate  different  types  and  shapes  of  flowers  and  shrubs.  It  is  so  much 
easier  to  make  an  unusual  arrangement  in  an  unusual  container.  We  are  living 
in  an  era  where  we  are  more  daring.  When  we  create,  we  should  try  to  cre- 
ate an  arrangement  which  will  act  as  a  focal  point  or  a  conversation  piece.  They 
can  be,  if  we  take  into  consideration  the  decor  and  surroundings,  and  make  our 
flower  arrangements  look  like  they  belong  and  are  a  vital  part  of  the  room. 

Those  of  you  who  love  to  garden  remember  it  is  so  essential  to  plant  the 
right  color  and  type  of  flowers  in  your  garden  so  they  can  be  used  on  the  inside 
of  your  home — arranging  the  inside  color  of  our  homes  to  the  outside  and  bring- 
ing the  outside  in  so  we  do  attain  a  more  pleasing  finished  arrangement. 


432  TRANSPARENCIES    BY    HAL    RUMEL 


White  pompoms,  white  stock,  and  blue  forget-me-nots  make  a  special  arrangement  for 
the  bride-to-be.  A  wedding  bell  centerpiece  with  streamers  of  ribbons  cascades  to  cande- 
labra and  stately  candles.  A  fluffy  nosegay  encircled  with  bridal  illusion  attached  to  the 
wedding  bell  and  candelabra  carries  out  the  wedding  theme. 

Silver  elegance,  a  dramatic  arrangement  in  a  silver  ice  bucket  can  complement  any  din- 
ner party  or  buffet  table.  Combined  with  lovely  silver  candelabra,  it  lends  a  note  of  ele- 
gance and  formality.  Caution  is  given  to  keep  the  arrangement  compact.  This  design  is 
made  from  stately  pink  gladioli  and  pink  and  white  carnations. 


White  and  yellow  pompom  chrysanthemums,  with  a  touch  of  forsythia  and  white  stock, 
make  an  appealing  "off-center  arrangement,"  using  a  tall  cherub  compote  with  satin 
streamers  cascading  to  a  low  nosegay  arrangement  of  the  same  flowers.  This  arrangement 
is  good  when  candles  need  to  be  eliminated. 


Portrait  pink  carnations  are  used  in  this  new  mound  look.  It  creates  excitement  when 
used  with  branches  of  spring  blossoms.  Let  your  imagination  work  and  add  a  touch  of  the 
awakening  of  spring  by  adding  butterflies  or  birds. 


'TtCf'.yi''- 


TRANSPARENCY    BY 


ARMSTRONG    ROBERTS 


Peach  Blossoms 

Eva  Willes  Wangsgaard 

What  does  earth  offer  lovelier  than  these 

Peach  orchards  redolent  with  coral  bloom? 

Rich  pinkness,  feathery  light,  alive  with  bees 

And  crimson  promises  in  every  plume. 

So  sweet  these  petal  clouds  against  the  blue 

The  robins  must  translate  them  into  trills; 

And  darting  bluebird  wings  come  flashing  through 

The  mists  of  pink  and  white  which  hide  the  hills. 

Smooth  russet  trunks  which  anchor  them  to  earth 

Are  surging  with  the  miracle  of  fruit 

And  seed  insistent  on  a  stony  berth, 

For  centuries  repatterned  in  the  root. 

Oh,  treasure  them!  Too  soon  this  petal  foam 

Will  answer  earth  and  float  back  toward  the  loam. 


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TRANSPARENCIES   B  "i 


JL    ROBERTS 


P^BSy  Tangren 

Gathering  and  Pressing 

I  HE  first  pleasure  in  making  these  exquisite  cards  comes  from  gathering  the 
foHage  that  grows  in  our  gardens,  on  foothills,  in  canyons,  and  along  roadsides. 
Always  carry  old  magazines  with  you  so  you  can  place  the  plants  between  the 
pages  before  they  wilt.  As  you  do  this,  discard  all  thick  stems  and  dry  or  dis- 
figured leaves.  Throw  away  bulky  parts  of  flowers;  as  an  example,  press  only 
the  petals  of  sunflowers.  Small  flowers  make  the  best  designs.  Be  sure  you 
have  plenty  of  long,  wide-blade  grass,  and  grasses  that  have  gone  to  seed.  These 
can  be  used  the  way  a  florist  uses  fern  to  fill  out  a  bouquet. 

Materials  Needed 

Cut  a  side  from  a  corrugated  carton  about  10"  x  12".  This  is  called  the  mat. 
You  will  need:  four  thumbtacks,  Scotch  tape,  a  roll  of  double  wax  paper,  white 
or  tinted  facial  cleansing  tissues  of  good  quality,  a  strong  white  glue,  new  pastry 
brush,  envelopes,  and  white  writing  paper.  If  desired  an  extra  pastry  brush  and 
paraffin  may  be  used  (see  Tips  at  end  of  article) .  Diamond  dust  glitter  is  op- 
tional and  can  be  purchased  at  craft  stores. 


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437 


Procedure 

Assuming  your  envelopes  measure  4"  x  6"  (this  is  an  ideal  size),  fold  a  sheet 
of  white  paper  down  the  middle  and  cut  this  double  sheet  to  size  3%"  x  5%", 
or  V4"  smaller  than  the  envelope.  Open  this  sheet  and  make  a  heavy  pencil  line 
along  the  fold.  This  is  your  size  sheet.  Place  it  in  the  center  of  the  ?nat  and 
tape  the  four  corners  down.  Cut  a  single  sheet  of  paper  to  3%"  x  5%".  This  is 
your  pattern  sheet.  On  this  pattern  sheet  place  your  leaves  and  flowers,  break- 
ing off  a  stem,  adding  a  bit  of  grass,  until  you  have  created  a  design  that  pleases 
you.  Lay  this  carefully  beside  your  size  sheet.  Tear  off  a  piece  of  wax  paper 
the  size  of  the  mat,  lay  it  over  the  size  sheet,  and  thumbtack  to  the  four  corners 
of  the  mat.  Dip  the  pastry  brush  in  a  mixture  of  half  glue  and  half  water  and 
brush  on  the  wax  paper  covering  the  size  sheet  and  one  inch  over  all  around. 
The  glue  will  draw  and  puddle  on  the  wax  paper,  so  let  it.  Carefully  lift  the 
vegetation  off  the  pattern  sheet  and  place  it  in  an  identical  design  on  the  right 
half  of  waxed  paper  covering  the  size  sheet.  Separate  a  two-ply  tissue  and  place 
one  tissue  over  the  glued  section.  Very  gently  stretch  the  tissue  to  pull  out 
creases  and  wrinkles.  Dip  the  pastry  brush  in  the  glue  mixture,  hold  in  a  ver- 
tical position,  and,  with  dabbing  motion,  wet  and  pat  down  all  the  tissue.  Leave 
no  dry  spot,  but  do  not  soak.  Sprinkle  glitter,  if  desired,  over  the  design  verj^ 
sparingly.  Lift  waxed  paper  off  the  mat  and  place  on  a  flat,  clean  surface  to 
dry. 

When  completely  dry,  place  between  two  pieces  of  heavy  brown  paper  ob- 
tained by  cutting  open  grocery  bags.  Press  with  an  iron  just  hot  enough  to  siz- 
zle. Turn  and  press  again  until  the  parchment  card  lies  smooth  and  flat.  Place 
again  over  size  sheet,  and,  with  pencil,  mark  the  four  corners.  Place  a  long, 
straight-edged  knife  or  metal-edged  ruler  from  corner  to  corner,  press  firmly 
with  one  hand,  and  with  the  other  tear  by  pulling  toward  you.  Repeat  process 
for  each  side.  Fold,  insert  note  paper,  and  your  personalized  "parchment"  cor- 
respondence card  is  finished. 

Tips 

The  wrinkles  in  the  wet  tissue  add  to  the  parchment  effect  when  dry.  To 
prevent  colors  in  flowers  from  running,  use  a  barely  damp  brush  and  apply  glue 
to  flower  last,  then  quickly  pat  up  all  the  moisture  possible  with  a  piece  of  tis- 
sue. If  necessary,  to  make  the  flowers  stand  out  clearly,  touch  with  paraffin  wax 
while  pressing. 


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TRANSPARENCY    BY    ROBERT    PEASE 


Relief  Society  Silver  Service 

COLLEGE  PARK  WARD,  WASHINGTON  STAKE 


This  lovely  silver  service,  which  includes  two  punch  bowls  and  trays  of  various 
sizes,  was  purchased  with  money  earned  through  the  sale  of  glass  pictures  (see 
"Painting  With  Glass,"  The  Relief  Society  Magazine,  March  1964,  page  198,  Article 
by  Florian  H.  Thayne,  transparencies  by  Robert  Pease).  The  interesting  and  origin- 
al hobby  developed  by  Mrs.  Betty  Beesley  Huber,  ward  work  meeting  leader,  and 
her  daughter  Sharon  Huber  Carter,  under  sponsorship  and  direction  of  the  ward 
and  stake  Relief  Society,  provided  the  funds  for  the  purchase  of  the  silver  service, 
through  the  sale  of  glass  pictures.  The  service  is  proudly  displayed  and  used  for 
Relief  Society  functions  and  for  other  stake  and  ward  activities  in  Washington 
Stake,  always  reminding  the  sisters  of  the  rewarding  joy  of  creative  activities  when 
their  individual  talents  are  shared  and  become  a  part  of  the  group  accomplish- 
ments. 


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Plan  for  Your  Bazaar 
in  the  Summertime 

Arrangements  from  the  Work  Meeting  Display  at 
the  Relief  Society  Annual  General  Conference,   1963. 


One  of  the  loveliest  decorations  uses  an  old-fashioned  scale 
trimmed  with  artificial  flowers  or  fruit  and  miniature  lights. 
The  one  in  the  picture  is  made  with  an  eight-inch  circle  of 
3/8  unit  plywood  as  a  base,  a  dowel  for  the  trunk,  a  smaller 
dowel  for  the  crosspiece  (set  in  at  an  angle).  The  trays  are 
1/4  in.  plywood  circles  with  a  styrofoam  ball  cut  in  half  and 
glued  to  the  plywood  as  a  basis  for  the  flowers  or  fruit.  The 
scale  is  sprayed  gold  and  the  dowels  are  wrapped  in  gold 
ribbon.  A  gold  cord  is  wound  loosely  around  the  upright 
dowels  and  formed  into  a  loop  at  the  top.  The  tiny  lights 
are  placed  across  the  top  dowel  first  and  then  into  the  trays 
and  base.  The  scale  is  very  effective  decorated  with  red 
velvet  roses    or  with    red   cherries  or  other   small    artificial 

Made  by  Zola  McGhie 


This  booth  was  m  the  form  of  the  outside  of  a  store,  looking  inside.  The  backs  of  chil- 
dren's figures  of  cardboard  were  effective  as  if  they  were  looking  in  the  store  window.  Dolls 
and  dolls'  clothes  are  excellent  bazaar  booth  features.  This  picture  shows  a  display  of  vari- 
ous kinds  of  the  most  popular  dolls  all  beautifully  dressed.  The  manner  in  which  they  are 
displayed  promotes  sales.    The  clothes  may  be  purchased  without  the  dolls. 

Made  by  South  Davis  Stake 


This    IS    a    very    attractive   three-dimen 

sional  wall  plaque  made  with  a  plastic 

background. 

The  grape  clusters  are  made  of  marbles 

of  three  different  colors. 

Made  by  Leah  Vanjonora 

From  South  Cottonwood  Stake  Display 


This  telephone  book  cover  is  made 
of  medium  felt  to  fit  your  local  city 
directory  with  a  three-inch  turn-in  on 
front  and  back.  The  edges  are 
pinked  and  the  cover  is  lined  with 
clear  stiff  plastic  to  make  it  more 
serviceable. 

The  flower  pot  and  stem  are 
stitched  by  sewing  machine  about 
1/8  inch  from  the  edge.  A  circle  of 
5  inches  in  diameter  is  drawn  2 
inches  above  the  flower  pot  to  form 
a  nosegay.  Some  of  the  flowers  and 
leaves  are  attached  by  sewing  ma- 
chine and  some  by  French  knots  of 
wool  yarn,  worked  from  the  outside 
to  the  center.  Use  your  imagination 
in  cutting  the  leaves  and  forming 
the  flowers,  which  are  all  cut  from 
felt,  in  color  combinations  of  your 
choice. 

Made  by  Virginia  Stake 


An 
Evening  Skirt 

Olive  W.  Burt 


All  over  the  country,  artistically  in- 
clined people  are  turning  back  to  the 
arts  and  crafts  of  our  grandparents. 
They  recognize  in  the  pieced  quilts, 
the  braided  rugs,  the  hand-carved 
wooden  implements  an  aesthetic  quali- 
ty not  found  in  machine-made  articles. 
And  when  the  exigencies  of  modern 
living  and  modern  decor  make  it  in- 
advisable to  follow  exactly  the  old  tra- 
dition, clever  fingers  adapt  the  pioneer 
crafts  to  up-to-date  uses. 

Such  an  adaptation  is  the  "crazy- 
patch"  evening  skirt,  made  exactly  as 
our  pioneer  ancestors  made  crazy- 
patch  coverlets.  For  this  skirt,  a  two- 
yard  length  of  white  muslin  is  used 
for  the  foundation.  If  the  width  of  the 
muslin  is  not  enough  to  provide  an 
ankle-length  skirt,  a  strip  of  the  neces- 
sary width  should  be  machine-sewed 
onto  one  long  side  of  the  muslin.  That 
is,  the  muslin  should  be  two  yards  long 
and  wide  enough  to  reach  from  the 
waist  to  the  ankle  of  the  one  who  is 
going  to  wear  the  skirt. 

Assemble  a  variety  of  silk  and  velvet  scraps.  Trim  a  few  of  these  into  vari- 
ous shapes  and  pin  them  along  an  end  of  the  muslin.  Match  the  outside  edges 
as  much  as  possible  to  avoid  waste.  Turn  under  the  edge  of  one  piece  and  blind- 
stitch  it  down,  overlapping  the  raw  edge  of  the  next  piece.  Continue  in  this 
fashion,  trimming  pieces  to  match  where  necessary,  and  blind-stitching  a  turned 
under  edge  over  a  raw  edge  each  time. 

By  working  from  one  end  toward  the  other,  the  material  is  more  easily 
handled. 

When  the  entire  piece  of  muslin  has  been  covered  with  crazy  patches  in  this 
way,  all  seams  are  covered  with  a  cross-stitch  or  feather-stitch,  or  herringbone- 
stitch  (or  a  combination  of  stitches)  done  in  black  thread. 

All  that  remains  is  to  face  the  bottom  edge  with  a  narrow  bias  facing,  seam 
up  the  two  ends  into  one  side  seam,  leaving  a  six-inch  opening  for  a  placket. 
Into  this  a  zipper  may  be  inserted  if  desired.  Gather  the  top  edge  to  the  length 
required  for  the  waistband;  sew  on  the  band  and  fasteners  and  the  skirt  is  ready 
to  be  admired. 

Interest  is  added  if  some  of  the  scraps  are  "donated"  by  friends,  especially 
if  the  pieces  have  special  interest  —  a  bit  of  a  chum's  wedding  dress;  a  scrap 
from  Mother's  familiar  housecoat;  Father's  favorite  necktie,  all  give  added  ro- 
mance to  such  a  skirt  —  which  may  well  turn  out  to  be  a  family  heirloom. 


MODEL  ELLIE  PENDLETON 


TRANSPARENCY  BY  HAL  RUMEL 


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TRANSPARENCY    BY    HAL    RUMEl 


Virginia  Stake  Relief  Society 

Cut  from  good  quality  heavy  felt  the  following  oval-shaped  pieces: 

From  green  felt,  cut  two  pieces  7  inches  in  length  and  6  inches  across  (in 
cutting,  the  fold  would  be  7  inches  long) . 

From  white  felt,  cut  one  oval-shaped  piece  6  inches  long  and  5  inches  across. 
From  bright  pink-colored  felt,  cut  one  oval-shaped  piece  5  inches  long  and 
4  inches  across. 

From  black  felt,  cut  six  pieces  the  size  and  shape  of  watermelon  seeds. 

Lay  the  white  piece  on  top  of  one  of  the  green  pieces  and  stitch  along  the 
edge  with  white  thread.  Then  lay  the  pink  piece  on  the  white  piece  and  stitch 
along  the  edge  with  pink  thread.  Place  a  layer  of  air  foam  between  the  two 
green  ovals,  sew  the  two  green  ovals  together  along  the  edge  with  matching 
thread.  Fold  down  the  center  and  press.  Attach  the  seeds  to  the  pink  with 
good  quality  glue,  three  seeds  on  each  side  of  the  center  fold.  Attach  a  white 
plastic  curtain  ring  to  one  end  of  the  green  felt. 

These  favors  will  stand  up  and  add  much  attractiveness  to  the  watermelon 
table,  and  the  guests  will  be  delighted  with  their  favors,  which  can  be  used  later 
in  the  kitchen  as  colorful  pot  holders. 


443 


One  of  the  most  interesting  ideas  to  help  you  beautify  your  home  is  the  cover 
ing  of  styrofoam  balls  with  self-adhesive  satin  ribbon. 

There  are  several  reasons  why  homemade  satin  balls  are  valued:  They  are 
more  economical;  the  balls  do  not  snag  and  become  "ragged"  looking;  and  you 
can  have  a  wide  range  of  color  and  size  depending  on  your  own  taste. 

Materials 

You  are  probably  familiar  with  styrofoam,  but  do  you  know  you  can  carve 
it  with  a  serrated  knife  and  make  about  any  shape  you  wish?  You  can  also  use 
another  piece  of  styrofoam  to  sand  it  with  until  it  is  smooth,  or  you  may  use 
regular  sanding  paper.  This  is  the  way  you  can  make  a  pear  shape  (out  of  an 
egg  shape)  or  a  banana  (out  of  a  pole).  As  for  that  ribbon  you  use,  it  must  be 
the  type  which  sticks  to  itself  when  wet  and  strips  easily.  There  are  several 
brands  available.  For  some  of  the  fruit,  you  may  wish  to  use  chenille-covered 
stems  or  wire  wrapped  with  green  florist's  tape,  and  artificial  foliage.  For  tint 
ing  apricots  or  other  fruit,  a  small  amount  of  "blush"  from  water  color  paints 
may  be  used. 

(Continued  on  page  449) 


444 


Ribbon-Covered 
Fruit  and 


Ornaments 


Clothing  for  the  Very  Young 


Helen  Lack 


TRANSPARENICES   BY    HAL    RL 


FASHIONS   FOR   LITTLE  GIRLS 


Left  to  right:  Tracy  Anderson,  daughter  of  Bishop  and   Mrs.  John  A.  Anderson,  wearing  a 

cute  two-piece  suit.     The  corduroy  top  has  an  appliqued  flower-pot  pocket. 

Complete  cost  35c 

Lisa  Whiteley,  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  John  Whiteley,  wearing  a  cotton  plaid  smock  dress, 

with  double  organza  collar  and  flower  trim.     Cost  65c 

Melinda  Whiteley,   daughter  of   Mr.   and    Mrs.   John   Whiteley,   wearing   a   white   petti-pique 

dress.     The  inverted  pleats  are  trimmed  with  navy  blue  grosgrain  bows.     Cost  85c. 

Heather  Campbell,  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Pierce  Campbell,  in  a  bright  red  dacron  frock. 

The  tucked  bodice  front  is  trimmed  with  tiny  white  buttons.     Cost  55c 


COATS  AND  A   BLUE   DRESS 

Top,  left:  Peacock  blue,  wool  flannel,  girl's  coat  and  bonnet. 

Made  by  Alice  Chaffer,  Monument  Park  Ward. 

Center:  Turquoise  wool  jumper  and  white  dacron  blouse. 

Made  by  Lynn  Anderson,  Monument  Park  Eleventh  Ward. 

Top,  right:  Blue,  wide-wale  corduroy  topcoat,  with  red  cotton  flannel  lining. 

Made  by  Eileen  McKean,  Monument  Park  Third  Ward. 

Lower  left:  Boy's  wool  topcoat  and  hat,  made  from  a  discarded  coat. 

Cost  30c  to  make.     New  lining  was  used. 

Made  by  Merlynne  Hoggan,  Monument  Park  Second  Ward. 

Lower  right:  Boy's  wool  tweed  topcoat,  made  from  a  man's  used  sports  jacket.  New  lining 

was  used,  and  new  cotton  flannel  interlining  for  extra  warmth.     Cost  90c 

Made  by  Florence  Woods,  Monument  Park  Twelfth  Ward. 

*Myrtle  Olsen  is  president  of  Monument  Park  Stake  Relief  Society,  with  Caro 
Daynes  as  work  director  counselor,  Kay  Sullivan  as  work  meeting  leader,  and  Helet 
Lack,  sewing  instructor.  This  class  was  limited  to  one  participant  from  each  of  the  fivt 
wards. 


446 


New  and  Remade  Outfits  made  by  Monument  Park  Stake  Relief  Society 
Salt  Lake  City,  Utah 


SPRINGTIME  PARADE 

Left  to  right:  Heather  Campbell,  wearing  a  daffodil  yellow  coat  and  bonnet  set,  made  of 
washable  pin-wale  corduroy.  The  coat  is  fully  lined  and  has  a  lace-trimmed  over-collar. 
Cost  of  coat,  hat,  and  cute  washable  bag  $1.25. 

Tracy  Anderson  in  a  yellow  batiste  dress  with  lace  and  embroidery  trim. 
Brad  Campbell,  son  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Pierce  Campbell,  is  smartly  dressed  in  a  two-piece  suit 
with  matching  tie,  made  of  washable  Milliken  flannel.     Cost  $2.00 

Martha  Evans,  daughter  of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  Edmund  EvaRS,  is  very  chic  in  an  embroidered  cot- 
ton frock.     Cost  85c 

The  combined  cost  of  the  clothing  pictured  in  this  group  was  under  $5.00.  Clothing  of  com- 
parable style  and  quality,  if  purchased  ready-made,  would  have  been  $30.00,  or  more. 


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MOTHER  AND  DAUGHTER  FITTING  A  DRESS  IN   RELIEF  SOCIETY 

WORK    MEETING 

Models:  Janet  Romney  Crockett  and  daughter  Elizabeth  Crockett 


448 


(Continued  from  page  444) 


Designs  and  Arrangements 

Satin-covered  fruit  is  very  popular.  A  lovely  bowl  filled  with  rich  looking 
fruit  can  do  much  to  brighten  a  living  room.  A  wall  plaque  featuring  a  cornu- 
copia with  satin  fruit  tumbling  out  of  it  might  be  perfect  in  your  dining  room, 
or  a  cupid  holding  a  bowl  of  decorator-colored  fruit  can  add  just  the  right  touch 
to  a  bedroom.  (For  decorator  colors,  make  all  the  fruit  in  shades  of  one  color, 
such  as  turquoise,  lavender,  or  pink) 

Not  only  are  satin  balls  beautiful  in  fruit  bowls,  but  they  make  beautiful 
and  inexpensive  Christmas  tree  ornaments.  This  is  an  opportunity  to  use  all 
that  broken  jewelry,  old  trims,  laces,  rhinestones,  braids,  the  last  of  that  package 
of  sequins  you  have  been  saving,  and  any  other  trinkets  you  may  have  around 
your  home.  Can  you  think  of  a  more  fascinating  Family  Night  activity  than 
making  your  own  ornaments  out  of  such  beautiful  materials?  Chances  are  that 
the  junior  members  of  the  family  will  come  up  with  the  most  original  orna- 
ments. 


Procedures 

Using  the  %"  wide  ribbon,  cut  5  strips  and  wrap  around  the  styro  ball, 
dampening  your  fingers  as  you  go  and  barely  overlapping  one  row  on  another. 
Be  sure  that  you  do  not  dampen  the  ribbon  in  advance,  as  it  will  curl  and  be- 
come unusable.  Remember  that  in  order  for  the  ball  to  'look  evenly  wrapped, 
you  must  wrap  it  from  top  to  bottom.  This  gives  a  lengthwise  grain  appearance 
to  the  ball  or  egg.  It  is  easier  to  learn  how  on  an  egg  shape,  as  you  can  keep 
track  of  the  top  and  bottom  more  easily.  You  must  crisscross  at  the  exact  spot 
on  the  top  and  bottom.  As  you  finish  with  one  strip  of  ribbon,  start  another 
where  you  left  off.  You  will  find  that  you  will  have  to  dampen  your  fingers 
about  every  4"  or  5",  in  order  to  keep  the  ribbon  moist. 

Practice  makes  perfect.  If  you  are  doing  fruit  for  a  bowl,  start  with  a  lem- 
on first,  as  it  is  oval.  If  you  find  you  have  trouble  keeping  track  of  the  top  and 
bottom,  you  may  try  putting  a  corsage  pin  in  each  end  and  wrap  toward  it. 

Each  size  ball  takes  a  different  amount  of  ribbon  and  each  person  wraps  a 
little  differently,  so  the  yardage  required  must  be  worked  out  for  each  ornament. 


Airborne  Heritage 

Viola   Ashton   Candland 


Just  yesterday  I  watched  a  mole 
Burrowing  itself  a  hole. 
Oblivious  of  the  wide,  blue  sky. 

Reflectively,   I  asked,   "Now,  why 
Should  I  live  like  that  stupid  mole, 
Buried  in  a  self-dug  hole, 
And  let  life  pass  me  by?" 


Today,  I  saw  a  little  bird 

Perched  on  my  lilac  bush,  and  heard 

Him  chirruping  a  song. 

Do  only  airborne  birds  belong 

To  flowered  bush  and  song  and  sky? 

Ah,  no,  not  only  birds,  but  I! 


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All  material  submitted  for  publication  in  this  department  should  be  sent 
through  stake  and  mission  Relief  Society  presidents.  See  regulations  governing 
the  submittal  of  material  for  "Notes  From  the  Field"  in  the  Magazine  for 
January  1958,  page  47,  and  in  the  Relief  Society  Handbook  of  Instructions. 


RELIEF  SOCIETY  ACTIVITIES 


European  Mission,  Relief  ^ociety  Leaders  and  Singing  Mothers  at 
Servicemen's  Conference,  Bertchesgaden,  Germany 

November  1963 

Upper  picture,  left  to  right:  Mary  Russon,  Swiss  Mission;  Lyle  Petersen, 
Norwegian;  Frieda  Loscher,  Austrian;  Jean  Fletcher,  Swedish;  Ingred  Soren- 
sen,  Danish;  Ruth  Benson,  Central  German;  Emily  Myers,  North  German; 
Frances  Tate,  Berlin;  Genevieve  Gardner,  South  German;  Carolyn  Brugger, 
Servicemen's  Relief  Society  Coordinator,  European  Mission. 

Not  in  the  picture:  Minnie  P.  Burton,  European  Mission;  Agnes  Jacobs, 
Bavarian;  Marilyn  Anderson,  Finnish;  Edith  Mclntire,  West  German  Mission. 

Lower  picture:   Singing  Mothers  who  presented  music  for  the  conference. 

Sister  Brugger  reports:  "For  three  spiritually  filled  days,  we  met  and  par- 
took of  the  spirit  of  our  wonderful  leaders.  There  were  two  special  meetings 
for  Relief  Society,  one  a  special  workshop  for  presidents  and  secretaries,  with 
specific  helps  given  on  the  annual  report.  A  skit  was  presented  to  point  out 
better  ways  to  prepare  the  narrative  section  of  the  report.  A  question  and  an- 
swer period  was  informative  to  all. 

"On  the  final  morning  of  this  conference,  our  lovely  spiritual  Relief  Society 
session  was  held.  Edith  Mclntire,  of  the  West  German  Mission,  gave  a  farewell 
tribute  to  Minnie  P.  Burton,  thanking  her,  on  behalf  of  all  of  us,  for  the  willing 
service  she  has  given.  The  Germans  refer  to  Sister  Burton  by  saying,  'Sie  ist 
eine  Dame'  (She  is  a  lady).  This  is  a  German's  highest  tribute  to  a  woman. 
A  cut  crystal  candy  dish  was  presented  to  Sister  Burton  to  remind  her  of  the 
love  and  respect  we  feel  for  her.  Sister  Burton,  in  her  remarks,  asked  that  we 
open  the  door  for  the  Savior.  Sister  Maxine  Hanks,  of  the  British  Mission, 
expressed  the  desire  that  we  all  have  the  proper  attitudes.  Sister  Freda  Joan 
Lee,  wife  of  our  beloved  apostle  Harold  B.  Lee,  expressed  a  hope  that  we  would 
pray  with  our  children.  Each  sister  who  spoke  left  her  testimony  and  love 
with  us. 

"Singing  Mothers  from  all  parts  of  Europe  blended  their  voices  and  gave 
moving  renditions  in  the  Relief  Society  sessions,  and  in  a  general  session  of  the 
conference.  When  we  left  the  beautiful  Bavarian  Alps,  we  had  a  renewed  de- 
sire for  service  and  stronger  testimonies,  and  we  were  indeed  spiritually  fed  and 
physically  uplifted." 


460 


*' 


FROM    THE    FIELD 

General  Secretary-Treasurer  Hulda  Parker 


JUNE   1964 


Tacoma  Stake  (Washington),  Tacoma  First  Ward  Bazaar 

November  1963 

Left  to  right:  Rosella  Seal,  First  Counselor;  Marion  Harris,  President; 
Vera  Casto,  Second  Counselor;  Bessie  Groom,  work  meeting  leader. 

Jennie  Wheeler,  President,  Tacoma  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports:  "The 
sisters  of  the  Tacoma  First  Ward  proved  the  worth  of  hard  work  in  preparing 
for  their  bazaar.  They  made  a  total  of  $550.  About  $140  was  earned  from 
serving  a  turkey  dinner  the  evening  of  the  bazaar,  and  the  remainder  came 
from  items  made  by  the  sisters  during  the  year.  The  pillowcases  draped  over 
the  front  of  the  table  were  made  by  Anna  Conquest,  a  sister  who  is  eighty-one 
years  old.  She  averages  a  pair  of  pillowcases  a  month,  but  the  month  before 
the  bazaar  she  made  three  pairs.  All  are  solid  embroidery.  Best  sellers  at  the 
bazaar  were  eighteen  sets  of  tea  towels,  plus  some  singles;  a  dozen  sets  of  pil- 
lowcases, two  dozen  cloth  balls,  detergent  bottle  covers,  eleven  doll  quilts,  four 
large  quilts  (with  orders  for  more) ;  two  dozen  cloth  hangers,  aprons,  and  chil- 
dren's clothing.  We  certainly  felt  that  this  fund-raising  activity  was  an  out- 
standing example  of  diligence  and  cooperation." 


Reseda  Stal^e  (California)  Singing  Mothers  Present  Music  for  Different  Occasions 

Merlene  Colarusso,  President,  Reseda  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports:  "In 
recent  months,  the  Reseda  Stake  Relief  Society  Singing  Mothers  chorus  has 
presented  a  spring  concert,  commemorated  the  Society's  anniversary,  given  an 
autumn  concert,  and  was  featured  in  the  stake  Inter-Faith  social.  Maryann  M. 
Mendenhall  is  chorister,  and  Carol  C.  Cook,  organist." 


Whittier  Stake  (California)  "Fashion  Fair  With  a  Forward  Flair" 
September  20,  1963 

Left  to  right:  Jean  Ann  Bowman  and  Jacqueline  Kaline,  two  of  ninety- 
three  models  who  participated  in  the  fashion  show. 

Rea  W.  Jorgensen  is  president  of  Whittier  Stake  Relief  Society,  with 
Bette  McDonough  and  Alta  Ellis  as  her  counselors. 

Sister  Jorgensen  reports:  "  'Come  to  the  Fair  —  Our  Fashion  Fair  With 
a  Forward  Flair.'  With  these  words,  the  Whittier  Stake  Relief  Society  set  the 
stage  for  a  full  evening  of  festivity  and  fashion.  An  ingenious  carousel  and  a 
giant  pink  horse  delighted  both  models  and  spectators  as  the  curtains  parted. 
Musical  numbers  were  interspersed  with  a  colorful  narration  which  kept  the 
fair  moving  at  a  lively  pace.  Models,  from  toddlers  to  grandmothers,  came 
on  stage  in  small  groups  to  view  the  wonder  and  excitement  created  with 
paint  and  paper. 

"This  fashion  fair  was  the  culmination  of  a  summer  sewing  school  held 
in  each  ward  of  the  stake.  Ensembles  for  all  occasions  were  proudly  worn 
by  those  who  had  taken  advantage  of  this  wonderful  opportunity  afforded 
them  by  the  Relief  Society.  Various  fashions  shown  included  morning,  after- 
noon, and  evening  wear,  children's  apparel,  mother  and  daughter  outfits, 
maternity  wear,  and  accessory  magic.  As  each  of  the  ninety-three  models 
walked  down  the  ramp  toward  the  many  gaily  decorated  booths,  a  capacity 
audience  of  nearly  450  applauded  their  appreciation  for  the  efforts  of  these 
sisters." 


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Florida   Mission,    Florida  West   District  Visiting  Teachers   Honored 

October  27,  1963 

Front  row,  left  to  right:  Carol  Jean  Sweetwood,  theology  class  leader;  Tot- 
tie  Brown,  visiting  teacher  adviser;  Effie  Tucker  (thirty-four  years  of  visiting 
teaching) ;  Thursa  Adisson  (seventy-eight  years  old,  oldest  visiting  teacher) ; 
Sister  Wilson  Allred,  youngest  visiting  teacher;  Stella  Herring,  President,  West 
Florida  District  Relief  Society. 

Back  row,  left  to  right:  Nona  Goodson,  First  Counselor;  Florence  Ewing, 
pianist;  Dorothy  Britsch,  Secretary-Treasurer;  Jo  Ann  Norton,  Second  Coun- 
selor; Tura  Lee  Buzzett,  Magazine  representative;  Mary  Etta  Williamson,  liter- 
ature class  leader.  Loree  Faircloth,  social  science  class  leader,  and  Gayle  Farns- 
worth,  chorister,  were  not  present  when  the  picture  was  taken. 

OUie  Hutchinson,  President,  Florida  Mission  Relief  Society,  reports:  "The 
West  Florida  District  honored  the  visiting  teachers  at  leadership  meeting,  Oc- 
tober 27,  1963.  The  film  'Unto  the  Least  of  These'  was  presented  and  enjoyed 
by  all  present.  We  feel  that  all  were  inspired  by  the  meeting  to  be  more  prompt 
and  faithful  in  magnifying  their  callings  as  visiting  teachers.  Corsages  and  Re- 
lief Society  pins  were  presented  to  the  sister  with  the  most  years  of  service,  to 
the  oldest  sister,  and  to  the  youngest." 

Gooding  Stake  (Idaho)  Relief  Society  Board 
October   1963 

Front  row,  left  to  right:  former  President  Nina  Beth  G.  Cunningham; 
Education  Counselor  Rula  B.  Johnson;  Work  Director  Counselor  Ada  H.  Reid; 
Secretary-Treasurer  Rue  Spencer. 

Back  row,  standing,  left  to  right:  Nellie  H.  Weaver,  chorister;  Virgie  T. 
Packer,  organist;  Viola  J.  Gold,  Magazine  representative;  Mary  G.  Lancaster, 
visiting  teacher  message  leader;  Juanita  Hendrix,  work  meeting  leader;  Lucille 
A.   Gibbs,    literature   class   leader.    Ulden   Shupe,    social    science    class    leader. 

Sister  Cunningham  reports:  "For  the  first  time  in  the  history  of  Gooding 
Stake  in  Southern  Idaho,  the  full  stake  board  attended  the  Relief  Society 
Annual  General  Conference  in  October  1963,  with  the  exception  of  the  theology 
class  leader,  which  position  was  not  filled  at  that  time.  These  sisters  expressed 
great  appreciation  for  the  wonderful  inspiration  and  helps  given  by  the  capable 
General  Board  sisters,  and  by  the  General  Authorities.  Each  of  the  stake 
board  members  in  the  picture  has  served  for  many  years  in  Relief  Society 
work,  and  has  given  faithful  and  devoted  service." 

Elaine  P.  Dixon  is  the  new  president  of  Gooding  Stake  Relief  Society. 

Big  Horn  Stake  (Wyoming)  Relief  Society  Annual  Christmas  Exhibit 

November  21,  1963 

Left  to  right:  Annalesa  Strom,  a  native  of  Sweden,  who  demonstrated 
Christmas  customs  in  Sweden;  Evelyn  Lewis,  Work  Director  Counselor,  Cowley 
Ward;  Helen  Snell,  work  meeting  leader,  Cowley  Ward. 

Pauline  R.  Stevens,  President,  Big  Horn  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports: 
"Each  ward  exhibited  outstanding  work  and  demonstrated  the  Christmas  cus- 
toms of  other  lands  and  served  each  visitor  with  a  taste  of  native  foods  served 
at  Christmastime  in  that  land.  The  stake  Relief  Society  board  served  punch 
and  pretty  cookies  to  all  who  attended,  from  a  beautiful  Christmas  table.  The 
purpose  of  this  exhibit  each  year  is  to  help  our  own  sisters  and  give  them  ideas 
for  Christmas,  and  also  to  interest  nonmembers.  It  has  grown  so  large  we  are 
afraid  our  cultural  hall  will  not  be  large  enough  for  one  day's  display.  Between 
five  and  six  hundred  people  attended." 


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North  Davis  Stake  (Utah)  Singing  Mothers  Present  Music  for 
Annual  Christmas  Concert,  December  21,  1963 

Susan  W.  Nelson,  President,  North  Davis  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports: 
"Amid  the  festive  holiday  splendor  of  poinsettias  and  holly,  sixty  Singing  Moth- 
ers of  the  North  Davis  Stake  sang  songs  of  the  Christmas  season  and  hymns 
of  praise  to  the  Prince  of  Peace  at  their  annuad  Christmas  concert.  It  was  an 
evening  long  to  be  remembered  by  families  and  friends  who  filled  the  chapel 
to  overflowing. 

"The  table  in  one  foyer  was  decorated  to  depict  an  old-fashioned  Christ- 
mas, with  an  oil  lamp,  bowls  of  shiny  red  apples  and  popcorn,  and  an  old  Bible 
opened  to  the  Christmas  story.  Decorations  in  the  other  foyer  portrayed 
"Peace  on  Earth,"  with  a  nativity  scene,  a  Bible  opened  to  Luke  2,  candles 
and  poinsettias. 

"The  sisters  were  dressed  in  snowy  white  blouses  and  dark  skirts,  each  with 
a  colorful  red  Christmas  corsage.  As  the  narrator  set  the  atmosphere  for  each 
musical  mmtiber,  colored  slides  of  nativity  scenes  were  shown  to  bring  to  our 
hearts  the  true  spirit  of  Christmas. 

"Following  the  concert,  refreshments,  consisting  of  French  pastries  and 
fruited  punch,  were  served  at  two  beautifully  decorated  tables  which  added  to 
the  yuletide  atmosphere.  lola  Murray  was  the  capable  director  of  this  lovely 
evening.  The  superb  artistry  upon  the  organ  by  Alice  Gailey,  and  the  equally 
beautiful  accompaniment  upon  the  piano  by  Marvetta  Saunders  (mother  and 
daughter)  were  enjoyed  by  all.  Talented  guest  artists  presented  special  vocal 
and  instrumental  numbers. 

"These  mothers  have  faithfully  met  at  nine  in  the  morning  each  Saturday 
to  practice  for  the  Christmas  concert  and  stake  conference.  To  be  a  Singing 
Mother  is  a  joy  and  satisfaction  which  is  held  in  high  regard  among  our  mem- 
bers. Susan  W.  Nelson,  President,  North  Davis  Stake  Relief  Society,  and  her 
Counselors  LaVon  S.  Reid  and  Vera  Thurgood,  and  board  members  were  re- 
sponsible for  the  planning,  decorations,  and  refreshments  for  this  lovely  and 
successful  evening." 


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THEOLOGY 
The  Doctrine  and  Covenants 


Preview  of  Lessons  for  1964-65 


Elder  Roy  W.  Doxey 


During  the  year  1832  the  Proph- 
et Joseph  Smith  was  in  Ohio 
except  for  about  two  months 
while  going  to  and  from  Jackson 
County,  Missouri.  Eleven  of  the 
fifteen  Sections  that  make  up  this 
series  of  lessons  were  received  in 
1832.  They  consist  of  some  of  the 
better-known  revelations  in  the 
Doctrine  and  Covenants.  Many 
aspects  of  these  revelations  are 
presented.  All  of  the  revelations 
are  important  and  should  be 
studied  as  sources  of  wisdom  and 
guidance  in  life.  Included  for 
study  this  year  is  Section  76 
which  has  been  called  the  grand- 
est and  most  wonderful  revelation 
on  the  destiny  of  man  that  has 
ever  been  revealed.  The  principles 
of  justice,  mercy,  and  love  are 
found  therein,  and  the  magna- 
nimity of  scope  involving  the  sal- 
vation of  man  has  not  been 
surpassed  in  any  other  revelation 
on  the  degrees  of  glory. 

While  the  Prophet  was  in  Mis- 
souri, the  Lord  gave  him  two 
revelations  about  the  law  of  con- 
secration and  related  subjects.  At 
this  period  the  Church  was  en- 
deavoring to  bring  about  the  eco- 
nomic   welfare    of    its    members 


through  unifying  them  in  a  body 
of  faithful  followers. 

In  a  day  when  emphasis  is 
placed  upon  individual  responsi- 
bility to  do  missionary  work,  we 
learn  through  the  Prophet  Joseph 
Smith  that  no  responsible  per- 
son in  the  Church  is  free  from 
this  obligation.  Some  principles 
by  which  men  shall  be  judged  are 
mentioned,  and  the  attitude  of 
the  saints  toward  those  not  of  the 
true  Church  are  indicated. 

One  of  the  great  Priesthood 
revelations  of  this  dispensation 
was  received  in  1832.  The  saints 
were  imbued  with  the  desire  to 
learn  more  about  the  Zion  of  the 
latter  days  and  its  glory.  The 
temple  to  be  built  in  Jackson 
County,  Missouri,  appeared  to  be 
of  considerable  interest  to  the 
members,  so  the  Lord  gave  in- 
formation about  this  holy  struc- 
ture and  its  place  in  the  plan  of 
salvation.  Although  the  male 
member  of  the  Church  is  or- 
dained to  the  Priesthood,  the 
principles  of  Priesthood  are  appli- 
cable to  the  woman.  Salvation,  in 
its  highest  sense,  comes  to  those 
who  honor  and  magnify  their  call- 
ings in  the  kingdom  of  God.  Tests 


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on  how  well  the  citizens  of  the  in  heeding  the  guidance  received 

kingdom  of  God,  male  and  female,  from     the     leadership     of     the 

honor  the  Priesthood  are  found  in  Church. 

this   material.    Other   aspects    of         Concluding  this  year's  lessons 

the    Priesthood    are    considered,  is   one  of   the  most   remarkable 

such  as  the  healing  of  the  sick  in  prophecies  of  modem  times.  One 

the  true  Church.  of   the   functions   of   the   Lord's 

The  loyal  saint  accepts  the  in-  prophet  is  to  warn  the  world  of 

terpretations   of   the   revelations  the   consequences   of   evil-doing, 

from  the  First  Presidency.  Sev-  Joseph  Smith's  mission  as  a  pro- 

eral  times  during  this  dispensa-  phet  is  confirmed  in  the  prophecy 

tion  some  interpreters  of  revela-  on  the  American  Civil  War  and 

tions  have  been  misled  in  their  the   other   events   mentioned   in 

desire   to    foster   their    own    in-  that  revelation.  If  there  has  ever 

terests,  and  they  have  departed  been    a    time    when    the    saints 

from   the   time-tested   principles  should   listen    to    the   prophet's 

which  keep  the  kingdom  of  God  voice  it  is  in  this  day  of  prophe- 

a  house  of  order.  A  lesson  is  de-  sied  war  and  other  calamities, 
voted  to  a  revelation  which  has         The  1964-65  series  of  lessons 

given  rise  to  much  speculation,  have    been    given   the    following 

Always  the  saint  has  found  safety  titles  and  objectives: 

Lesson  57  —  The  Vision  (D&C  76:1-49). 

Objective:  To  study  the  origin  of  Section  76;  its  teachings  concerning  eternal 
progression;  the  vision  of  God  and  Christ;  and  the  meaning  of  Satan's  victory 
and  his  defeat. 

Lesson  58  —  The  Vision  (concluded)  (D&C  76:50-119). 

Objective:  To  study  God's  plan  for  the  salvation  of  all  his  children  who  can 
be  saved. 

Lesson  59  —  The  Church  Independent  (D&C  78,  83). 

Objective:  To  study  some  important  aspects  of  the  law  of  consecration  and 
the  importance  of  unity  within  the  Church. 

Lesson  60  —  Individual  Responsibility  as  a  Member  and  Missionary 
(D&C  79,  80,  81,  82). 

Objective:  To  show  individual  missionary  responsibility  and  that  the  Lord 
is  bound  when  you  do  as  he  says. 

Lesson  61  —  The  Revelation  on  Priesthood  (D&C  84:1-42). 

Objective:  To  understand  the  importance  of  the  Priesthood  in  the  salvation 
of  man;  the  special  blessings  available  to  this  generation  of  Priesthood  bearers; 
and  the  importance  of  the  Priesthood  as  reflected  in  its  oath  and  covenant. 

Lesson  62  —  The  Revelation  on  Priesthood  (concluded) 
(D&C  84:43-120). 

Objective:  To  appreciate  that  the  Lord  has  provided  many  ways  by  which 
man  may  know  and  understand  the  plan  of  salvation  and  the  place  of  the 
Priesthood  in  the  plan. 

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LESSON   DEPARTMENT 

Lesson  63  —  The  One  Mighty  and  Strong  (D&C  85). 

Objective:  To  recognize  the  importance  of  adhering  to  the  revelations  of  the 
Lord,  and  how  claim  to  office  may  be  tested. 

Lesson  64  —  The  Prophecies  on  Wars  (D&C  86,  87). 

Objective:  To  understand  the  parable  of  the  Wheat  and  the  Tares  and  to 
study  some  prophecies  given  by  Joseph  Smith  concerning  the  American  Civil 
War  and  subsequent  world  events  that  witness  him  as  a  true  prophet. 


VISITING  TEACHER  MESSAGES 
Truths  to  Live  By  From  the  Doctrine  and  Covenants 


Preview  of  Messages  for  1964-65 
Christine  H.  Robinson 

The    Doctrine    and    Covenants,  fact  that  all  men  will  be  judged 

containing    revelations    and    in-  by  their  own  works  and  that  we 

structions     given     through     the  must   seek   and   understand   the 

Prophet    Joseph    Smith,    is    our  work  of  the  Lord  as  the  source  of 

modern  scripture  designed  to  pro-  all  truth. 

vide  specific  guidance  to  all  of  us  More  specifically,  the  great 
in  our  daily  lives.  The  pages  of  principle  of  obedience  is  discussed 
this  remarkable  scripture  are  full  in  relation  to  the  fact  that  all 
of  fundamental  truths  which  can  blessings  from  the  Lord  are  based 
help  us  achieve  a  higher  level  of  upon  strict  adherence  to  his  laws 
joyous,  purposeful  living.  and  requirements.  Moreover, 
The  1964-65  "Truths  to  Live  when  we  follow  the  Lord's  in- 
By  From  the  Doctrine  and  Cove-  structions  he  is  bound  to  bestow 
nants,"  as  in  previous  years,  pre-  upon  us  the  blessings  associated 
sent,  emphasize,  and  illustrate  with  this  obedience.  The  impor- 
specific  character  and  personality  tant  human  attitude  of  thankful- 
traits  necessary  in  the  foundation  ness  is  discussed  in  relation  to 
of  a  full  Christian  life.  For  ex-  the  effect  it  has  in  enlarging  and 
ample,  the  1964-65  messages  dis-  glorifying  the  personality.  In 
cuss  such  important  personal  presenting  the  divine  principle  of 
qualities  and  attitudes  as  obedi-  unselfish  service  to  others,  em- 
ence,  thankfulness,  unselfish  serv-  phasis  is  placed  on  the  fact  that 
ice,  resistance  to  temptation,  the  joy  and  happiness  come  to  those 
pitfalls  and  dangers  involved  in  who  are  deeply  concerned  and 
attempting  to  judge  others,  the  interested  in  the  welfare,  success, 
importance  of  developing  our  own  and  happiness  of  their  neighbors. 
God-given  talents,  together  with  Each  of  these  messages  is  de- 
such  fundamental  truths  as  the  veloped  so  as  to  demonstrate  how 

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the    application    of    these    living  tive  examples  designed  to  clarify 

truths  can  improve  our  own  lives  the  principles  being  taught  and 

and  set  the  foundation  for  joyous,  to  motivate  personal  application, 
purposeful  accomplishments.  The    1964-65    visiting    teacher 

Again   this   year,    these   living  messages  and  their  objectives  are 

truths  are  supported  with  illustra-  as  follows: 


Message  57  —  "Leave  Judgment  Alone  With  Me,  for  It  Is  Mine  and  I 
Will  Repay"  (D&C  82:23). 

Objective:   To  emphasize  the  importance  to  us  of  conscientiously  and  consist- 
ently avoiding  the  temptation  to  judge  others. 

Message  58  —  "And  He  Who  Receiveth  All  Things  With  Thankfulness 
Shall  Be  Made  Glorious  .  .  ."  (D&C  78:19). 

Objective:   To  emphasize  the  fact  that  thankfulness  enlarges  and  glorifies  the 
personality  and  radiates  a  spirit  of  friendliness. 

Message  59  — "Every  Man  Seeking  the  Interest  of  His  Neighbor  .  .  ." 
D&C  82:19). 

Objective:  To  deserve  the  Lord's  blessings,  and  the  love  of  our  neighbors,  our 
actions  must  show  genuine  interest  in  and  concern  for  others. 

Message  60  —  "...  That  Every  Man  May  Improve  Upon  His  Talent, 
That  Every  Man  May  Gain  Other  Talents,  Yea  Even  an  Hundred 
Fold  ..."  (D&C  82:18). 

Objective:  To  illustrate  that  as  we  develop  the  talents  with  which  we  have  been 
blessed,  our  abilities  will  be  magnified  and  expanded. 

Message  61  —  "Watch,  for  the  Adversary  Spreadeth  His  Dominions" 
(D&C  82:5). 

Objective:  To  emphasize  the  fact  that  Satan  is  working  exceedingly  hard  to 
capture  men's  souls  and  that  we  must  be  eternally  on  guard. 

Message  62  —  "For  the  Word  of  the  Lord  Is  Truth,  and  Whatsoever  Is 
Truth  Is  Light  .  .  ."  (D&C  84:45). 

Objective:  To  explain  the  nature  of  truth  and  to  show  the  importance  of  search- 
ing for  it  constantly. 

Message  63  —  "For  They  Shall  Be  Judged  According  to  Their  Works, 
and  Every  Man  Shall  Receive  According  to  His  Own  Works  .  .  ." 
(D&C  76:111). 

Objective:  To  be  counted  worthy  and  to  receive  the  commendation  of  the  Lord, 
our  lives  must  be  filled  with  fruitful  actions. 

Message  64  —  "I,  the  Lord,  Am  Bound  When  Ye  Do  What  I  Say;  But 
When  Ye  Do  Not  What  I  Say,  Ye  Have  No  Promise"  (D&C  82:10). 

Objective:  To  show  that  only  through  obedience  to  the  Lord's  laws  will  prom- 
ised blessings  come. 

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WORK  MEETING 
Molding  a  Happy  Life 


Preview  of  Discussions  for  1964-65 
Winnifred  C.  Jardine 

Objctive:  To  determine  those  things  which  a  mother  in  any  stage  of  life  can 
do  to  bring  happiness  into  her  home,  to  each  member  of  her  family,  and  to 
herself  in  today's  world. 


Man  is  that  he  might  have  joy." 
As  Latter-day  Saints  we  know 
that  there  is  no  greater  quest  on 
this  earth  than  the  search  for 
happiness.  And  there  is  no  great- 
er mission  for  a  Latter-day  Saint 
woman  than  to  fill  her  home  and 
the  lives  of  those  around  her  with 
the  happiness  and  joy  spoken  of 
by  Jacob  in  2d  Nephi.  By  her 
very  dedication  to  the  care  and 
comfort  of  her  family  and  the 
building  of  a  home,  she  will  reap 
great  measures  of  joy  for  herself, 
for  as  President  Heber  J.  Grant 
has  said,  "The  true  way  to  be 
happy  is  to  do  something  to  add 
to  others'  happiness.  .  .  .  Forget 
self,  and  joy  here  and  hereafter 
will  come  to  you." 

Teachings  of  The  Church  of 
Jesus  Christ  of  Latter-day  Saints 
are  all  directed  to  this  happiness 
we  seek.  And  because  our  re- 
ligion is  practical,  it  can  be  ap- 
plied to  matters  of  everyday 
concern,  matters  that  have  direct 
bearing  on  the  happiness  of  us 
all  —  the  health  of  the  family. 

Discussion  1:  Introduction 


personal  attractiveness,  resources, 
daily  work,  communication. 

It  is  hoped  that  through  these 
discussions  we  will  remember 
that  a  life  of  happiness  is  made 
up  of  individual  days,  and  that 
each  day  should  be  a  satisfying 
unit  in  itself.  It  is  as  though  we 
must  account  to  our  Heavenly 
Father  at  the  conclusion  of  each 
twenty-four  hours  for  the  stew- 
ardship he  has  given  us  of  fam- 
ily and  friends,  home,  material 
goods,  work  to  do,  talents,  and 
the  love  of  dear  ones.  And  if,  at 
the  close  of  each  day,  we  can  give 
an  accounting  of  having  used 
these  resources  reverently  and  re- 
spectfully, multiplying  their  value 
and  increasing  their  yield,  then 
these  daily  stones  will  build  into 
monumental  lives  of  joy. 

To  this  end  the  1964-65  home 
management  discussions  are  di- 
rected. They  will  concentrate 
upon  the  physical  tools  we  have 
to  use  in  molding  happy  lives  for 
our  families  and  ourselves. 


Objective:    To  decide  what  happiness  is  and  what  some  of  the  bases  for  its 
achievement  may  be. 

Discussion  2:  Health  and  Its  Influence  on  Happiness 

Objective:  To  examine  common-sense  ways  of  maintaining  good  health  within 
the  family. 

Discussion  3:  Personal  Attractiveness,  a  Factor  in  Happiness 

Objective:  To  see  the  effect  of  our  personal  attractiveness  on  our  own  and  our 
family's  happiness. 


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Discussion  4:  Home  —  A  Haven  of  Happiness 

Objective:   To  discuss  the  tremendous  import  of  the  state  of  the  home  on  the 
happiness  of  the  family. 

Discussion  5:  Using  One's  Resources  to  Find  Happiness 

Objective:  To  appraise  ways  one  can  use  those  things  she  already  possesses  to 
further  the  happiness  of  her  family  and  herself. 

Discussion  6:  The  Happiness  That  Comes  From  Work 

Objective:  To  observe  the  effect  of  work  on  one's  happiness. 

Discussion  7:  Good  Communication  Is  Essential  to  Happiness  (Part  I) 

Objective:  To  discuss  the  need  for  improving  one's  own  power  of  expression  as 
an  asset  to  happiness. 

Discussion  8:  Good  Communication  Is  Essential  to  Happiness  (Part  II) 

Objective:   To  point  up  the  great  need  among  family  members  and  friends  to 
understand  each  other  through  good  communication. 


LITERATURE 

The  Individual  and  Human  Values  as  Seen 
Through  Literature 


Textbook:  Out  of  the  Best  Books:  An  Anthology  of  Literature.  Part 
I:  The  Individual  and  Human  Values  As  Seen  Through  Literature,  by 
Bruce  B.  Clark  and  Robert  K.  Thomas,  Deseret  Book  Company, 

Salt  Lake  City,  Utah 

Preview  of  Lessons  for  1964-65 

Dr.  Bruce  B.  Clark 

For  the  first  time  in  its  history  Department   at  Brigham  Young 

the  Relief  Society  organization  is  University,  and  Robert  K.  Thom- 

publishing  its  own  textbook  for  as,  Associate  Professor  of  English 

use  in  the  literature  program  for  and  Director  of  the  Honors  Pro- 

the  two  years  ahead.  As  indicated  gram  at  Brigham  Young  Univer- 

above,    the   general   title   of   the  sity. 

work  is  Out  of  the  Best  Books:  The  principal  idea  behind  the 

An  Anthology  of  Literature.  Part  new  book  and  the  new  literature 

I,   just  published,   and   intended  program  related  to  it  is  that  the 

for  two  years'  use  during  1964-65  best  way  to  study  literature  is  to 

and    1965-66,    is    sub-titled    The  read  it  —  that  the  work  of  litera- 

Individual  and  Human  Values  As  ture  itself  is  more  important  than 

Seen  Through  Literature.     Parts  anything  that  can  be  said  about 

II  and  III,  now  in  preparation,  it  or  its  author.  Therefore,  rather 

are   intended   for   use   in    subse-  than    emphasize    historical    and 

quent    years.    The    authors    are  biographical  matters,  the  new  ap- 

Bruce  B.  Clark,  Professor  of  Eng-  proach  will  emphasize  the  selec- 

lish  and  Chairman  of  the  English  tions    of    literature    themselves, 

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often  devoting  a  full  lesson  to 
just  one  or  two  short  stories  or 
poems. 

It  would  be  desirable  and  bene- 
ficial to  the  Relief  Society  sisters 
if  they  would  obtain  copies  of  the 
new  text  and  come  to  meetings 
prepared  to  discuss  poems,  stor- 
ies, etc.,  contained  therein.  Fairly 
extensive  comments  on  the  selec- 
tions are  printed  in  the  text,  but 
these  pertain  principally  to  criti- 
cal analysis  and  interpretation 
rather  than  to  historical  or  bio- 
graphical background.  They  are 
meant  to  supplement  rather  than 
substitute  for  a  reading  of  the 
works  themselves.  Literature  is 
vivid  and  exciting  and  provoca- 
tive and  inspiring  —  but  only 
when  it  is  read.  And  it  should  be 
read  not  only  by  the  literature 
leaders  but  also  by  all  of  the  Re- 
lief Society  sisters. 

The  selections  in  the  new  book 
—  and  therefore  the  lessons  also 
— are  arranged  by  theme  (subject 
matter)  rather  than  by  time  or 
country.  In  the  past,  several 
years  have  been  spent  on  English 
literature,  including  two  years  on 
Shakespeare,  and  several  years  on 
American  literature.  Now  the  se- 
lections will  be  drawn  from  world 
literature  —  some  modern  and 
some  ancient,  some  from  one  lan- 
guage and  some  from  another, 
some  of  one  type  and  some  of  an- 
other. Experience  persuades  us 
that  the  best  story  or  poem  for 
group  discussion  is  one  that  fo- 
cuses on  some  psychological,  phil- 


osophical, or  ethical  question, 
yielding  insight  into  human  val- 
ues, ideals,  truths,  problems,  and 
frustrations.  The  new  book  con- 
tains selections  rich  in  such  in- 
sights, and  these  insights  are 
emphasized  in  the  textual  anal- 
ysis of  the  works. 

Three  standards  have  con- 
trolled the  selection  of  each  poem 
or  story  included  in  the  new  text: 
(1)  that  it  be  literature  of  high 
quality;  (2)  that  it  explore  sub- 
ject matter  and  convey  a  message 
of  value  to  the  women  of  the 
Church  and  their  families;  (3) 
that  it  be  written  in  such  a  way 
as  to  be  understandable  and 
meaningful  to  the  readers  for 
whom  it  is  intended.  This  third 
point  presents  a  special  problem 
because  the  Relief  Society  mem- 
bership includes  women  of  such 
varied  background.  So  that  the 
book  can  be  as  useful  and  mean- 
ingful as  possible,  each  section 
contains  some  relatively  difficult 
selections  and  some  relatively 
easy  ones.  Comments  in  the  les- 
sons in  the  Relief  Society  Maga- 
zine will  suggest  ways  of  using 
these  selections  for  different 
groups.  Also,  the  book  contains 
in  each  section  a  number  of 
"extra"  selections,  intended  to 
supplement  and  enrich  the  lesson 
material  itself  and  to  provide 
reading  material  for  use  in  the 
homes  of  the  Relief  Society  sis- 
ters. 

The  lesson  titles  and  objectives 
for  1964-65  are  as  follows: 


Lesson  1  —  The  Appreciation  and  Criticism  of  Literature 

Objective:  To  develop  the  insight  into  literature  which  comes  from  an  under- 
standing of  the  principles  of  literary  criticism. 

Lesson  2  —  Literature  "Tasted  .  .  .  Swallowed  .  .  .  Digested" 

Objective:  To  experience  the  variety  and  depth  of  literary  insight. 


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Lesson  3  —  Poetry  of  Faith  in  God  and  Man:  Part  I 

Objective:  To  show  how  spiritual  values  and  faith  in  God  and  man  have  been 
expressed  through  poetry. 

Lesson  4  —  Poetry  of  Faith  in  God  and  Man:  Part  II 

Objective:  To  show  further  how  spiritual  values  and  faith  in  God  and  man  have 
been  expressed  through  poetry. 

Lesson  5  —  Exploring  Right  and  Wrong  Attitudes  through  Literature: 
Part  I 

Objective:   To  demonstrate  how  literature  dramatizes  the  evil  of  worldly  ma- 
terialism and  affirms  higher  values. 

Lesson  6  —  Exploring  Right  and  Wrong  Attitudes  through  Literature: 
Part  11 

Objective:  To  demonstrate  how  literature  dramatizes  the  evil  of  selfishness  and 
affirms  the  ideal  of  unselfishness. 

Lesson  7  —  Exploring  Right  and  Wrong  Attitudes  through  Literature: 
Part  III 

Objective:  To  show  how  literature  exposes  the  waste  of  self -righteousness  and 
hypocrisy  and  affirms  the  worth  of  genuine  righteousness  and  sincerity. 

Lesson  8  —  Exploring  Right  and  Wrong  Attitudes  through  Literature: 
Part  IV 

Objective:    To  show  how  literature  recognizes  the  greater  difficulty  of  seeing 
faults  in  oneself  than  of  seeing  them  in  other  people. 


SOCIAL   SCIENCE 

Divine  Law  and  Church  Government 

The  Functioning  of  Church  Government 

Preview  of  Lessons  for  1964-65 
Elder  Ariel  S.  Ballif 


Each  year  the  social  science 
lessons  of  the  Relief  Society  ex- 
amine an  area  of  human  interac- 
tion, observe  the  forces  producing 
human  behavior,  and  consider 
ways  and  means  of  improving  the 
stimulation  for  and  raising  the 
standard  of  behavior  of  the  mem- 
bers of  our  society. 

In  the  first  of  the  series  on 
Divine  Law  and  Church  Govern- 
ment emphasis  was  placed  on 
divine  law  as  the  basis  for  Church 
government,  and  on  Church  gov- 
ernment as  Priesthood  in  action. 
It  was  pointed  out  that  divine 


law  has  been  continuously  avail- 
able to  man,  and  that  God's  or- 
ganization on  earth  is  designed 
to  give  direction  to  the  lives  of 
human  beings  so  that  through 
faith  and  the  exercise  of  intelli- 
gent choice  one  can  obtain  the 
fullness  of  his  possibilities  and, 
eventually,  reach  perfection.  Di- 
vine law  is  not  restrictive  nor 
designed  as  a  deterrent.  On  the 
contrary,  it  is  creative  and  dy- 
namic with  the  welfare  of  man- 
kind as  its  objective.  "For  behold, 
this  is  my  work  and  my  glory  — 
to  bring  to  pass  the  immortality 


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and  eternal  life  of  man"    (Pearl 
of  Great  Price,  Moses  1:39). 

In  the  lesson  year  1963-64,  at- 
tention was  focused  upon  Church 
government  as  an  effective  and 
thoroughly  organized  unit  fully 
providing  for  interrelations  of  the 
various  parts,  dominated  by  the 
divine  nature  of  the  Church  as  a 
whole. 

In  the  current  series  our  effort 
is  to  see  all  human  activity  in  the 
light  of  divine  law.  The  design 
of  the  Creator  for  the  perfection 
of  mankind  unfolds  in  the  revela- 
tions of  the  divine  will  expressed 
in  Church  government.  The  basic 
function  of  Church  government  is 
"to  bring  to  pass  the  immortality 
and  eternal  life  of  man"  (Moses 
1:39). 

Our  attention  is  called  to  the 
fact  that  the  law  of  God  and 
his  organization  is  devoted  en- 
tirely to  helping  man  achieve  his 
greatest  potential.  Force  is  not 
the  method,  but  counsel,  persua- 
sion, long-suffering,  gentleness, 
meekness,  and  love  unfeigned,  to- 
gether with  the  development  of 
faith  through  inspiration  and 
revelation,  is  God's  method. 
(D&C  121:41.) 

From  this  point  of  view. 
Church  government  should  pro- 
vide the  direction  for  the  activity 
of  Church  members.  Every  phase 
of  life  from  birth  to  death,  includ- 
ing the  daily  routine  of  making  a 
living  or  solving  the  problems  of 
society,  should  be  included. 

Honesty,  full  respect  for  the 
rights  of  others,  unselfishness  and 
love  of  fellow  men  are  the  basic 
requirements  for  citizenship  in 
the  kingdom  of  God.  "We  should 
put  forth  every  effort  to  supplant 
the  aristocracy  of  wealth  with  the 
aristocracy  of  character  and  to 


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awaken  in  the  minds  of  the  youth 
a  realization  that  to  be  honest, 
to  be  dependable,  to  be  a  loyal 
citizen  of  the  country,  to  be  true 
to  the  standards  of  the  Gospel 
are  the  noblest  ideals  of  life" 
(McKay,  President  David  O.: 
Church  News,  October  26,  1963, 
page  2). 

Priesthood  is  dynamic,  de- 
manding creativeness.  Progress  is 
the  objective.  Government  of  the 
Church  has  the  challenge  of 
growth  and  expansion  until  it 
touches  the  life  of  every  human 
being  upon  the  earth.  As  a  suc- 
cessfully functioning  organiza- 
tion it  must  produce  evidence  of 
the  continual  improvement  of  hu- 
man conduct.  The  final  product 
is  the  perfected  individual,  and 
the  perfected  human  family. 

The  function  of  Church  gov- 
ernment must  embody  all  of  the  this  year  will  give  detailed  expres- 
benefits  of  divine  guidance.  Sa-  sion  to  the  ideas  involved  in  the 
tan's  plan  would  have  robbed  man     above  discussion: 

Lesson  15  —  The  Application  of  Divine  Law  to  Life 

Objective:  To  emphasize  that  rehgion  and  life  are  and  must  be  one. 

Lesson  16  —  The  Function  of  Divine  Law  in  Family  Relations 

Objective:  To  point  out  that  the  place  of  honor  for  the  Priesthood  in  the  home 
is  claimed  on  meritorious  behavior. 

Lesson  17 — The  Function  of  Divine  Law  in  Family  Relations  (concluded) 

Objective:  To  show  that  the  most  effective  method  of  character  building  is  pri- 
marily a  result  of  wholesome  family  relations. 

Lesson  18  —  Priesthood  Function  and  the  Community 

Objective:  To  point  out  that  the  functioning  of  the  Priesthood  involves  the  total 
of  human  experience. 

Lesson  19  —  The  Value  of  Church  Activity 

Objective:  To  show  that  activity  in  the  Church  is  essential  to  the  fulness  of  life. 

Lesson  20  —  The  Church  Welfare  Program 

Objective:   To  increase  our  understanding  of  the  meaning  and  implications  of 
brotherhood. 

Lesson  21  —  Summary:  Peace  in  the  Hearts  of  Men 

Objective:  To  emphasize  the  vital  role  of  the  function  of  Church  government  in 
bringing  about  peace  on  the  earth. 


of  progress.  It  would  have  taken 
away  decision.  It  would  have 
applied  force  instead  of  reason. 
Christ's  plan  provided  for  person- 
al growth  through  initiative,  de- 
cision-making, and  creativity.  His 
plan  recognized  the  potential  of 
Godhood  in  man  and  provided  an 
organization  through  which  man 
may  enjoy  unlimited  develop- 
ment even  to  the  perfection  of  the 
Father.  *  "Be  ye  therefore  perfect, 
even  as  your  Father  which  is  in 
heaven  is  perfect"  (Matt.  5:48). 

Christ's  government  on  earth 
as  in  the  heavens  must  call  forth 
the  divine  characteristics  of  man 
in  overcoming  selfishness,  greed, 
and  hate,  and  in  controlling  the 
appetites,  disciplining  the  mind, 
and  in  stirring  man  with  a  never- 
ending  thirst  for  and  the  quest  of 
knowledge. 

The  following  lesson  outline  for 


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Night 

Ida   Elaine  James 

There  is  a  bliss  in  solitude  of  night 

When  the  grass  is  a  mint  of  silver,  softly  bright, 

The  crickets  singing  litanies  of  praise 

In  harmony  with  our  nights  .  .  .  their  days.  .  .  . 

Little  branches  weave  their  soothing  fingers 
Across  night's  forehead,  where  peace  lingers. 

Day's  wounds  are  soothed,  and  languid  air 
Rests  the  tired  heart,  for  everywhere 
Is  beauty's  blanket  mercifully  spread 
Impartially  over  the  living  and  the  dead. 

In  the  garden,  lilies  whitely  gleaming 
Invite  us  tenderly  to  share  their  dreaming. 

Star-jewelled  sky  —  earth's  counterpane,  we  rest  ■ 
I'll  say  my  prayers,  and  sleep  upon  her  breast. 


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The  days  that  are  gone. 
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In  the  rain  without  fear. 
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Songbirds  and  rain. 
Sing  the  ancient  refrain. 


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One  Year  Old 

Christie  Lund  Coles 

Today  I  taught  her 
How  to  blow  the  fluff 
From  a  seeded  dandelion, 
Watching  the  dainty  stuff 

Rise  with  the  slightest  breeze. 
I   watched   her  unbelief 
At  a  bubble,   rounded. 
Iridescent,   brief. 

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Blowing  hard.    After, 
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Eleanor  W.  Schow 


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A  tiny  seed  of  regret  for  one  scarce  known  to  me, 
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The  heart  must  burn  as  stubble  when  gossip  flies  about; 
And  so  within  the  heart  of  me 
I  hid  that  seed  where  none  could  see. 

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Mrs.  Anna  Ediing  Wahlquist 
Murray,  Utah 

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Salt  Lake  City,  Utah 

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Flagstaff,  Arizona 


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Warm  scent 

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Magazine 

Volume  51    Number  7    July  1964^ 
Lessons  for  October 


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Tiyt  (t  GiumMilljL 

Dorothy  J.  Roberts 

You  cannot  hear  the  rhythmic  hum 

Of  the  ancient  spinning  wheel  that  turned 

Nor  see  the  smile  shaping  her  face 

As  the  homemade  tallow  candles  burned. 

But  you  see  triumph  on  her  brow, 
The  head  erect,  the  well-brushed  hair, 
Features  molded  by  her  faith. 
Even  the  work-worn  hands  are  fair. 

Fearlessly  she  faced  the  day, 
Trusting  the  one  source  of  supply 
Given  by  a  mightier  hand 
For  her  own  industry  to  ply. 

Keep  this  image  in  her  mind; 
This  is  beauty  faith  has  made 
Out  of  substance  such  as  we. 
When  the  willing  hand  obeyed. 

Keep  her  memory  in  repair, 
Forever  potent  as  a  seed; 
Save  some  fragment  of  her  strength 
For  the  moment  of  your  need. 


The  Cover: 

Frontispiece: 

Art  Layout: 
Illustrations: 


State  Capitol,  Salt  Lake  City,  Utah 

Transparency  by  Gordon  Warner 

Lithographed  in  Full  Color  by  Deseret  News  Press 

Spinning  the  Thread  of  Time 
Photograph  by  Leiand  Van  Wagoner 

Dick  Scopes 
Mary  Scopes 


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The  April  Magazine,  like  all  the  other 
issues,  is  a  thing  of  beauty.  I  had  to 
sit  and  ponder  the  cover  picture  before 
dipping  inside,  for  there  were  the 
bright  red  hills  of  home — Utah.  The 
lovely  cover  of  each  Magazine  holds 
fascination  and  invitation  to  me,  and 
so  I  go  inside  for  complete  reading 
enjoyment.  The  first  prize  story  "Mo- 
ment of  Trust,'  by  Mary  Ek  Knowles 
(January  1964)  was  excellent.  And  in 
April  I  am  happy  to  see  the  work  of 
Evelyn  Fjeldsted  again  with  her  short 
essay  "Springtime  Again."  Her  writings 
possess  real  music  and  beauty. 
Alice  Gubler  Sabin 
Yakima,  Washington 

After  reading  Margaret  Russell's  ar- 
ticle "Don't  You  Just  Love  Your 
Sisters!"  in  the  March  issue  of  The 
Relief  Society  Magazine,  my  heart  was 
filled  with  joy  when  I  thought  about  the 
number  of  sisters  in  the  gospel  I  have 
gained  since  becoming  a  member  of  the 
Church.  Being  an  only  child,  I  never 
knew  the  joy  of  having  blood  brothers 
and  sisters.  But  since  becoming  a  mem- 
ber of  the  Church,  I  have  had  that  long- 
ing fulfilled.  For  eighteen  months  I  was 
president  of  the  Kanderau  Branch  Re- 
lief Society.  Another  sister  and  I  used  to 
travel  twenty-two  miles  each  way  to  at- 
tend our  meetings.  Recently  we  were 
made  into  a  dependent  branch  and  my 
husband  is  branch  president.  As  yet  we 
do  not  have  an  organized  Relief  Society, 
so  you  can  guess  how  much  I  look  for- 
ward to  receiving  my  Magazine. 
Mary  Sykes  Muir 
Whakatane,  New  Zealand 


We  enjoyed  so  much  the  article 
"What  Does  Your  Speech  Reveal?"  by 
Myrtle  E.  Henderson,  in  the  March 
issue  of  the  Magazine,  and  we  think 
it  would  be  a  big  help  towards  speech 
improvement  if  we  could  have  this  kind 
of  material  regularly.  We  surely  enjoy 
the  Magazine. 

Ruth  Capp 
Vale,  Oregon 

The  Magazine  came  yesterday,  and  it 
is  such  an  excellent  collection  of 
stories,  poems,  and  articles  that  I  want 
to  thank  you  for  myself  and  all  the 
sisters  who  read  it.  The  article  "The 
Family  Goes  Back  to  School"  (by 
Elaine  Reiser  Alder,  May  1964)  seemed 
to  have  been  written  for  me  personally, 
as  my  husband  and  I  are  looking  for- 
ward to  going  to  Brigham  Young  Uni- 
versity next  fall.  The  poems  and  stories 
paid  such  a  beautiful  tribute  to  mothers 
that  every  mother  should  be  privileged 
to  read  this  Issue. 

Sharon  R.  Hawley 
Norfolk,  Virginia 

We  become  as  one  through  the  Re- 
lief Society  Magazine.  I  have  a  son 
serving  in  New  Zealand  on  a  mission. 
A  dear  sister  there  who  is  a  Relief  So- 
ciety president  has  been  very  kind  to 
him.  In  correspondence  with  me,  and 
telling  about  their  bazaar,  she  referred 
me  to  the  September  issue  of  the 
Magazine  and  the  Monument  Park 
Stake  displays.  In  turn,  I  called  her 
attention  to  the  July  1963  Magazine 
wherein  the  Mount  Ogden  Stake  bazaar 
is  featured.  Again  we  become  as  one. 
Ethel  T.  Lewis 
Ogden,  Utah 


I  enjoy  so  very  much  the  beautiful 
covers  and  frontispieces  of  The  Relief 
Society  Magazine.  They  bring  back 
such  lovely  memories  of  the  places  in 
Utah  which  were  so  common  to  me 
as  a  young  girl.  The  picture  of  the 
South  Fork  of  the  Provo  River  in  the 
April  issue  is  especially  beautiful. 

Eileen  Mecham  Cleland 

Rawlins,  Wyoming 


I  think  the  Magazine  is  wonderful  and 
the  lesson  material  superb.  I  want  es- 
pecially to  thank  Christine  H.  Robinson 
for  the  effort  and  research  she  puts  into 
our  visiting  teacher  messages.  I  often 
use  excerpts  from  her  messages  in  my 
talks  before  the  Parent  Teachers  Associ- 
ation  meetings. 

Rayella   Richardson 
Santa  Barbara,  California 


482 


The   R^li^ff    Society  Magazine 


VOLUME   51  JULY    1964  NUMBER   7 

Editor     Marianne  C.  Sharp  Associate  Editor     Vesta  P.  Crawford 

General  Manager     Belle  S.  Spafford 

Special  Features 

484     Victory  Over  Wilderness       Alberta  H.  Christensen 

490     Disciplining  Children  in  the  Latter-day  Saint  Home       Nell  Folkman 

508  A  Tribute  to  Relief  Society  Presidents       Lois  Tanner 

509  The  Young  Go  Visiting  Teaching       Ella  K.  Hundsman 

Fiction 

494     Don't  Leave  Me      Helen  B.  Gibbons 

502     Momentous  Decision       Beatrice  R.  Parsons 

523     Your  Heart  to  Understanding  —  Chapter  6       Hazel  M.  Thomson 

General  Features 

482     From  Near  and  Far 

499  Woman's  Sphere       Ramona   W.   Cannon 

500  Editorial:    The   Intent  of  The   Heart       Marianne  C.  Sharp 

529     Notes  From  the  Field:   Relief  Society  Activities       Hulda  Parker 
560     Birthday  Congratulations 

T  3me  -  inside  and  Out 

Thoughts  for  a  Summer  Day,  by  Caroline  Eyring  Miner,  511;  Diet  As  a  Way  of  Life,  by 
Margaret  F.  Maxwell,  512;  How  to  Remodel  a  Fitted  Suit,  by  Bonnie  S.  Hansen,  516;  "Train 
Up  a  Child,"  by  Dorothy  Hicks,  517;  Delilah  Davis  Pike  —  Her  Hobbies  Bring  Happiness,  518; 
The  Sego  Lily  —  Flower  of  the  Pioneers,  by  Celia  Luce,  519;  I'm  Writing  Five  Books,  by 
Janice  Dixon,  520;  Acceptance,  by  Irene  T.  Irving,  522;  Growing  Old,  by  Lizzie  O.  B.  White, 
522;  Violets  Are  for  Remembrance,  by  Carol  Mattson,  528;  Humble  Values,  by  Alice  R.  Rich, 
557. 

Lesson   for  Ocfober 

536     Theology  —  The  Vision       Roy  W.  Doxey 

542     Visiting  Teacher  Message  —  "Leave  Judgment  Alone  With  Me," 

Christine  H.  Robinson 
544     Work   Meeting  —   Introduction       Winnifred  C.  Jardine 

546     Literature  —  The  Appreciation  and  Criticism  of  Literature       Robert  K.  Thomas 
551     Social  Science  —  The  Application  of  Divine  Law  to  Life       Ariel  S.  Ballif 
555     Notes  on  the  Authors  of  the  Lessons 


481     For  a  Grandchild  —  Frontispiece       Dorothy  J.  Roberts 

Our  Pioneer  Centenarians,  by  Bertha  A.  Kleinman,  488;  Let  Me  Remember,  by  Mabel 
Jones  Gabbott,  489;  Faith,  by  Catherine  B.  Bowles,  493;  Night  is  My  Friend,  by  Lael  W. 
Hill,  498;  Alchemy,  by  Vesta  N.  Fairbairn,  507;  Her  Letter,  by  Evelyn  Fjelsted,  510;  Grand- 
mother's Chair,  by  Carolle  Denton,  517;  Prayer,  by  Nellie  B.  Schmidt,  543;  To  My  Dear 
Sisters  in  Relief  Society,  by  Marion  Mallorie,  556;  Come  and  See,  by  Christie  Lund  Coles, 
557;  Potential,  by  Pearle  M.  Olsen,  558;  Faith's  Magic  Wand,  by  Ida  Elaine  James,  560. 


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mwn^^m 


Alberta  H.  Christensen 

Member,  General  Board  of  Relief  Society 


Looking  westward  from  my  win- 
dow, I  see  a  wide  and  beautiful 
valley.  It  is  peopled  and  prosper- 
ous. Commerce  and  industry 
speak  through  structures  of  brick 
and  steel,  outlined  against  the 
sky.  There  are  parks  and  munici- 
pal rose  gardens.  In  full  summer 
foliage  are  sycamore,  oak,  and  the 
flowering  hawthome.  Orchard 
fruit  is  maturing  and  the  fields 
beyond  are  amber  with  ripening 
wheat. 

And  yet,  a  mere  one  hundred 
and  seventeen  years  ago  this  val- 
ley floor  was  a  barren  waste.  Only 
the  gray  sage  and  sand  and  moun- 
tains rimmed  the  inland  sea. 
What  brought  these  dormant 
acres  into  productivity?  What 
wand  of  magic  urged  the  green 
blade  above  the  arid  loam?  Unity 
of  effort  wrought  this  miracle. 
Men  and  women  whose  faith  was 
stronger  than  sorrow,  than  hard- 
ship, than  self-denial,  won  this 
victory  over  wilderness. 


"The  world  owes  much  to  men 
and  women  who  have  felt  that 
God  had  a  work  for  them  to  do," 
writes  Dr.  J.  Leonard  Arrington. 
The  Mormon  pioneers  believed 
that  God  had  a  work  for  them  to 
do,  a  pattern  to  follow.  Such  be- 
lief was  basic  to  their  pioneering, 
underlying  all  early  Mormon  set- 
tlement of  the  West.  It  gave  pur- 
pose and  meaning  to  an  incredible 
march  over  hundreds  of  miles  of 
rough  and  roadless  land;  to  the 
dream  of  establishing  a  common- 
wealth in  a  desert. 

Such  dedication  to  conviction 
led  thousands  of  converts  in  the 
Eastern  United  States  to  ex- 
change the  comforts  of  home  and 
established  living,  for  the  uncer- 
tainties of  pioneer  life.  It  led 
thousands  of  converts  in  Europe 
to  hazard  an  ocean  voyage  and 
life  in  a  faraway  and  unfamiliar 
land. 

A  deep  and  substantial  faith 
that  the  Church  leadership  was 


an  inspired  leadership  gave  them 
additional  courage,  for  the  pio- 
neer trail  did  not  always  end  with 
arrival  in  the  Salt  Lake  Valley. 
Many  of  those  early  pioneers  were 
counseled  by  the  Church  to  leave 
their  so  newly  established  homes 
in  the  mountain  valleys,  and  to 
explore  and  settle  other  and  even 
more  forbidding  regions.  Almost 
beyond  belief  is  the  pioneering 
of  the  San  Juan  River  Basin,  and 
the  crossing  of  the  Colorado 
River  through  the  perilous  Hole 
in  the  Rock.  Only  the  willing  of 
spirit  and  the  brave  of  heart 
would  have  attempted  that  pio- 
neering assignment,  and  only  the 
obedient,  the  willing  and  dedi- 
cated could  have  brought  it  to 
fulfillment. 

This  belief  in  the  truthfulness 
of  the  gospel  and  in  the  divinely 
ordained  mission  of  the  Church 
fortified  my  own  paternal  grand- 
mother in  the  early  years  of  the 


Church,  as  she  left  home  and 
friends  in  Blaenvon,  Wales,  to  go 
to  America.  She  would  be  travel- 
ing with  five  small  sons  but  with- 
out her  husband.  My  grandfather 
had  emigrated  months  before  in 
order  to  obtain  employment  and 
money  to  send  for  the  family. 
The  little  boys  were  recovering 
from  whooping  cough  when  the 
"Dreadnought"  left  port,  and  the 
youngest  child,  dying  en  route, 
was  buried  in  the  Atlantic.  Yet 
grandmother  did  not  regret  her 
decision,  nor  was  her  faith  dimin- 
ished by  the  nearly  four-month 
journey  by  ox  team  across  the 
plains. 

When  we  speak  of  pioneering, 
we  often  think  only  of  the  strong 
and  vigorous  men  who  cut  a  new 
path  through  the  wild,  unsettled 
frontier.  But  to  establish  the 
foundation  for  continuing  family 
and  community  life,  women  were 
also  needed  and  more  than 
strength  of  sinew  was  required. 


JULY  1964 


What  of  the  women  in  the 
Mormon  pioneering  experience? 
What  role  did  they  play?  Wheth- 
er by  ox  team  or  handcart,  the 
women  assumed  their  share  of  the 
burdens  of  the  trail,  often  walk- 
ing part  or  all  of  the  way.  My 
own  grandmother  walked  about 
two-thirds  of  the  distance  across 
the  plains,  carrying  her  infant 
son  (my  father)  in  a  Paisley 
shawl  tied  firmly  around  her 
waist,  while  helping  the  boys 
"drive  the  loose  stock  they  were 
bringing  with  them." 

Once  in  the  valley,  the  role  of 
the  women  was  of  major  impor- 
tance. All  facets  of  their  natures 
were  challenged  by  the  many  and 
stern  realities  of  pioneering  life. 
They  were  not  only  wives  and  the 
bearers  of  children,  but  they  as- 
sisted materially  in  the  economy 
of  the  struggling  settlements. 
They  carried  out,  collectively, 
many  special  assignments  given 
them  by  President  Brigham 
Young  and  immediately  succeed- 
ing Church  Presidents. 

All  who  are  familiar  with  the 
fascinating  story  of  Relief  So- 
ciety through  the  years,  know  of 
its  cooperative  efforts  in  promot- 
ing home  industry  that  the  com- 
munities might  become  as  self- 
sustaining  as  possible.  Sericul- 
ture, cooperative  merchandising 
of  articles  made  locally  by  the 
women,  the  gleaning  and  storing 
of  wheat  —  all  assigned  projects 
—  are  evidence  that  pioneer  Mor- 
mon women  were  considered  a 
real  factor  in  the  temporal  as  well 
as  the  spiritual  development  of 
the  Church.  The  various  angles 
of  the  silk-culture  venture,  and 
the  many  ways  by  which  that 
more  profitable  assignment  of 
gathering  and  storing  wheat  was 


accomplished,  constitute  some  of 
the  most  interesting  chapters  in 
the  history  of  Relief  Society. 

But  it  is  not  these  cooperative 
efforts,  only,  valuable  as  they 
were  to  community  and  the 
Church,  that  warm  my  heart  and 
kindle  my  loyalty.  I  am  thinking 
of  them,  today,  in  their  more  indi- 
vidual and  intimate  role  of  pio- 
neer wife,  pioneer  mother,  and 
pioneer  neighbor. 

They  possessed  the  ability  to 
evaluate  life  experiences  objec- 
tively, and  to  cut  irrelevance  away. 
Things  of  secondary  importance 
needed  to  wait  until  primary 
needs  were  met.  Food,  shelter, 
and  clothing  were  important  for 
all — for  a  neighbor  as  well  as  for 
oneself.  And  thus  a  sharing,  one 
with  another,  and  a  neighborly 
watchcare,  were  nourished  in  the 
community.  I  think  of  the  woman 
who  took  a  neighbor's  baby,  nurs- 
ing it  with  her  own  child  for  many 
weeks,  until  the  stricken  mother 
was  well  enough  again  to  care 
for  her  own  child.  I  think  of  the 
dried  fruit,  the  clothing,  and  the 
many  loaves  of  bread  willingly 
shared  with  neighbors  who  were 
in  greater  need. 

In  spite  of  the  wisdom  and 
need  to  satisfy  physical  demands 
first,  our  pioneer  women  did  not 
overlook  the  need  for  beauty. 
They  could  not.  Inherent  in 
women's  nature  is  the  desire  to 
beautify  home  surroundings. 
Moreover,  those  pioneer  women 
were  refined,  cultured  women. 
Many  of  them  had  come  from 
well-established  homes  and  were 
familiar  with  the  refining  influ- 
ence of  the  arts.  They  brought 
bits  of  beauty  with  them  from  far- 
away places,  carefully  protected 


486 


VICTORY  OVER  WILDERNESS 


during  the  long  trek — the  Staf- 
fordshire vase  from  England,  the 
little  brass  kettle  from  a  Scottish 
highland  home,  the  precious  china 
set,  and  the  jet-beaded  cape  from 
Boston. 

And  they  created  beauty.  Even 
in  the  log  cabin  and  the  early 
adobe  houses,  there  were  braided 
rugs  adding  interest  and  color  to 
the  hearth;  there  were  the  pieced 
quilts,  attractively  designed  and 
finely  stitched.  Flowers  grew  from 
seeds  brought  all  the  way  from 
"back  home,"  and  there  were 
flower  arrangements,  made  by 
skillful  fingers  from  human  hair, 
framed  or  protected  under  domes 
of  glass. 

I  think  of  the  adaptability  of 
those  wise  women,  changing  what 
could  be  changed,  but  accepting 
the  inevitable  as  such,  without 
loss  of  faith,  without  resentment. 
There  were  lean  years  when  har- 
vests were  meager.  There  were 
epidemics  of  sickness,  demanding 
faith  and  courage.  There  were 
babies  to  bear  in  crowded  and 
often  isolated  homes. 

I  think  of  my  own  grandmoth- 
er, a  loved  and  dependable  mid- 
wife. According  to  her  biography, 
she  was  interested  in  nursing  and 
medicine  even  as  a  young  girl  in 
England.  Because  of  her  keen  in- 
terest, she  was  often  allowed  to 
observe  the  town  physician  render 
medical  services,  even  to  such 
operations  as  the  amputation  of 
a  limb.  It  was  as  if  she  were  being 
prepared  for  the  important  role 
she  was  to  play  years  later,  in  the 
pioneer  communities  of  Utah  Val- 
ley. I  envision  her  horse  and 
buggy  journeys  through  many 
years,  and  through  all  seasons 
and  all  hours  of  day  or  night,  to 
assist  in  the  birth  of  a  child.   I 


think  of  the  assurance  her  con- 
fident skill  must  have  brought  to 
the  anxious  household. 

I  think  of  the  pioneer  mother's 
resourcefulness  in  creating  what 
could  not  be  had  otherwise.  She 
improvised,  used  every  resource 
available,  with  nothing  wasted, 
that  her  growing  family  might  be 
neatly  clothed.  Curtailment  can 
be  a  great  motivator,  stimulating 
creativity  and  eventually  placing 
emphasis  where  it  should  be,  upon 
the  doing,  rather  than  upon  mere- 
ly having. 

I  recall  hearing  my  mother  re- 
late many  times,  and  with  the 
light  of  satisfaction  in  her  eyes, 
of  making  her  own  hats  all 
through  her  teen  years.  She  would 
glean  the  wheat  straws  from  the 
fields.  Then,  braiding  them  into 
three,  four,  or  even  eight  strands, 
would  sew  them  into  attractive 
hats.  To  the  end  of  his  long  life, 
my  father  could  not  see  any  of 
his  six  daughters  wear  a  wide- 
brimmed  summer  hat,  without  re- 
ferring to  the  attractive  hats  that 
mother  used  to  make  and  wear. 
He  would  add  nostalgically, 
"With  drooping  brim  and  flowers 
and  a  bow." 

I  think  of  the  pioneer  wife  con- 
cealing from  her  husband,  for  he 
already  had  burden  enough  to 
bear,  her  loneliness  for  family  and 
friends  back  home,  who  had  not 
been  able  to  see  the  light  of  the 
gospel  message.  In  these  days  of 
material  abundance  and  uncer- 
tain values,  I  think  of  the  great 
reserve  of  inner  strength,  un- 
consciously developed  by  such 
self-discipline.  Victory  over  the 
wilderness  was  more  than  tri- 
umph over  land  and  drought,  it 
was  also  victory  over  the  wilder- 
ness   within    oneself.    Many    of 


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those  pioneer  women  must  have 
learned,  as  all  who  would  be  hap- 
py must  learn,  soon  or  late,  that 
happiness  comes  from  within,  and 
that  it  can  be  nourished  by  small 
and  simple  joys. 

Family  solidarity  is  developed 
when  children  are  taught,  in 
early  youth,  to  share  in  essential 
family  projects.  It  can  give  them 
the  feeling  of  being  important  and 
needed.  I  have  heard  mother  tell 
of  making  tallow  candles  each  fall 
for  winter  use;  of  cording,  spin- 
ning and  dyeing  yarn;  of  the  many 
pairs  of  socks  she  knit,  even  as  a 
young  girl,  for  her  father  and 
brothers. 

In  spite  of  the  need  for  strict 
frugality  and  in  spite  of  much 
self-denial,  pioneer  life  was  not 
generally  somber.  It  was  challeng- 
ing and  vital  and  faith-promoting. 
Through  thousands  of  stories 
cherished  by  descendants  of  that 
stalwart  vanguard,  come  vivid 
pictures  of  those  early  days. 
There  was  the  jolly  quilting  bee, 
the  corn  husking  party,  the  bas- 
ket-lunch social.  There  were  chil- 
dren making  gifts  and  Christmas 
tree  ornaments  from  practically 


"nothing."  There  was  the  indis- 
pensable town  band,  the  singing 
in  the  parlor,  the  melodrama  pre- 
sented by  ''all  home  talent,"  for 
the  Church  encouraged  the  de- 
velopment of  cultural  arts. 

There  were  the  long  winter 
evenings  of  listening  to  father 
read  or  of  hearing  grandmother 
or  Aunt  Martha  tell,  over  again, 
how  the  gospel  message  first  came 
to  their  door.  No  child  could  ever 
forget  that. 

And  then  there  was  prayer  — 
the  family  prayer,  more  precious 
than  all  to  remember.  It  was  a 
long  prayer.  Sometimes  a  child 
wondered  if  it  would  ever  end. 
But  it  was  impressive,  sincere, 
and  simply  stated.  It  was  a  prayer 
of  gratitude  for  the  blessing  of 
life,  for  a  more  abundant  crop,  or 
for  rain,  or  that  the  neighbor  boy 
had  been  restored  to  health,  and 
for  each  other.  I  can  hear  my  own 
father's  mellow  voice,  reaching 
through  the  years  with  these  al- 
ways final  words:  ".  .  .  and  help 
us  to  remain  faithful  to  the  end." 
Family  prayer  —  what  a  fitting 
prelude  to  sleep  and  to  the  chal- 
lenge of  another  day! 


Our  Pioneer  Centenarians 

Bertha   A.   Kleinman 

A  Centenary  hails  you  at  your  journey's  ending, 
Where  crystal  waves  caress  a  far-flung  shore, 
When  you  embark  beyond  the  world's  contending, 
To  share  a  haven-refuge  evermore. 

Long  have  you  trudged  the  endless  furrows,  tilling 
The  stubborn  soil  for  other  hands  to  reap. 
Mingling  your  tears  with  gracious  rain  distilling, 
Prayerful  for  scanty  fare  and  wearied  sleep. 

Roses — my  gardens  teem  with  their  abundance, 
Where  feet  of  yours  have  trod  the  rugged  space. 
Yours  be  the  attar  of  their  sky-born  fragrance, 
That  wafts  like  incense  at  the  throne  of  grace. 


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X- 


Josef   Muench 


Let  IVIe  Remember 

Mabel  Jones  Gabbott 

Let  me  remember  as  the  days  grow  long 
How  brief  a  time  is  summer,  how  sweet  her  song, 
How  children  take  delight  in  barefoot  days, 
The  garden's  joyance  in  the  hot  sun's  rays. 
The  full  maturing  of  flower  and  fruit. 
And  garnering  of  good  from  leaf  and  root. 
From  early  freshness,  through  the  heat  of  noon. 
To  lingering  twilight,  summer  goes  too  soon. 


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iscipimmg 
^  Children 
y  in  the 
Latter-day 
"Saint 
Home 


Nell  Folkman 
Former  Director  Psychometric  Services,  University  of  Utah 

And   they  shall   also   teach    their    children    to    pray,    and    walk    uprightly 
before  the  Lord  (D&C  68:28). 


This  is  a  tremendous  responsi- 
bility that  the  Lord  has  given  us: 
to  teach  our  children  to  walk  in 
paths  of  truth  and  light  so  they 
will  be  able  to  return  to  him.  As 
influences  outside  the  home  in- 
crease, we  recognize  the  need  to 
make  our  teaching  inside  the 
home  more  effective. 

The  artist  who  paints  a  master- 
piece must  have  two  qualities. 
First,  he  needs  the  ideas  and  in- 
spiration in  his  mind  so  that  he 
knows  what  he  wants  to  create. 
Second,  he  must  have  the  skills 
necessary  to  transform  his  ideas 
and  inspiration  into  the  finished 
product.  So  it  is  with  us  as  we 
seek  to  train  our  children.  We 
have  the  gospel  of  Jesus  Christ 
as  our  guide  and  inspiration.  We 
know  that  we  want  to  teach  our 
children  the  gospel  so  that  they 
may  have  a  rich,  rewarding  life 
on  this  earth  and  an  eternal  life 
with  their  Heavenly  Father.   And 


we,  too,  need  the  skills  —  the 
skills  of  effective  teaching  —  to 
transform  these  beautiful  prin- 
ciples into  the  lives  of  our 
children. 

There  is  no  absolutely  right  or 
wrong  way  for  a  particular  family 
to  rear  its  children.  We  are  all 
individuals  with  our  own  values 
and  ways  of  acting.  Our  children, 
too,  are  individuals  with  their 
own  personality  patterns.  We 
cannot  develop  specific  rules 
which  will  guarantee  results  with 
all  children.  What  we  can  do, 
however,  is  to  develop  guidelines 
which  will  enable  us  to  think 
more  intelligently  about  these 
problems  and  their  solutions. 
From  the  generalities  of  gospel 
teachings,  we  can  emphasize  cer- 
tain specific  beliefs  that  have 
particular  bearing  on  the  way  we 
teach  our  children.  These  can  be 
used  as  a  basic  philosophy  upon 
which   to   base   these   guidelines. 


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1.  The  Gospel  of  Jesus  Christ 
Is  a  Gospel  of  Love 

Psychologists  tell  us  that  the 
love  a  child  feels  is  given  to  him 
in  the  first  few  months  of  his 
life  has  a  great  deal  to  do  with 
his  whole  outlook  on  life.  The 
child  who  feels  loved  and  feels 
good  about  himself  has  the  ca- 
pacity to  love  and  feel  warm 
toward  those  around  him.  The 
unconditional  love  of  parents  for 
each  child  is  the  strong  founda- 
tion upon  which  all  other  teach- 
ings rest. 

2.  Children  Are  Born  With  the 
Capacity  to  Grow  and  De- 
velop Through  Learning  and 
Training 

Perhaps  this  is  so  self-evident 
that  it  might  seem  unnecessary 
to  include  it.  However,  this  con- 
cept is  an  important  part  of  our 
Heavenly  Father's  plan.  If  the 
child  were  not  a  dynamic,  grow- 
ing individual,  he  could  not  take 
part  in  this  marvelous  plan.  It 
is  important  for  parents  to  real- 
ize that  the  child  is  learning  and 
developing  every  moment  of  his 
life.  Regardless  of  what  we  do 
or  do  not  do,  the  child  continues 
to  learn  something.  It  is  our 
responsibility  to  make  sure  that 
he  is  learning  the  right  things. 

3.  Children,  As  Children  of  God, 
Are  Essentially  Good 

Christ  taught  that  ^'Except  ye 
.  .  .  become  as  little  children,  ye 
shall  not  enter  into  the  kingdom 
of  heaven"  (Mt.  18:3).  In  latter- 
day  revelation,  the  Lord  also  tells 
us: 

But,  behold,  I  say  unto  you,  that 
little  children  are  redeemed  from  the 
foundation  of  the  world  through  mine 


Only  Begotten;  Wherefore,  they  can- 
not sin,  for  power  is  not  given  unto 
Satan  to  tempt  little  children,  until 
they  begin  to  become  accountable 
before  me   (D&C  29:46-47). 

To  say  that  children  are  basi- 
cally good  does  not  mean  that 
they  do  not  misbehave.  It  does 
mean  that  misbehavior  results 
from  different  understandable 
causes  (which  we  will  talk  about 
later)  rather  than  from  an  inher- 
ently bad  nature. 

It  is  clear  that  a  parent  who 
looks  upon  the  small  child  as  a 
child  of  God  will  react  differently 
to  his  misbehavior  than  will  one 
who  sees  the  child  as  bad. 

4.  Free  Agency  Is  Basic  to  Man's 
Development 

One  of  the  main  purposes  of 
man's  mortal  life  is  to  afford  him 
the  opportunity  to  choose  be- 
tween good  and  evil.  The  re- 
sponsibility of  parents  is  to  teach 
their  children  not  only  the  differ- 
ence between  right  and  wrong, 
but  also  how  to  make  the  choice. 

The  child  first  Learns  to  be 
obedient  to  authority.  He  ac- 
cepts right  choices  because  he 
knows  that  someone  who  has 
authority  over  him  (his  parent, 
teacher,  the  policeman,  or  others) 
will  approve  his  doing  so,  or  pun- 
ish him  if  he  does  not.  However, 
there  is  no  particular  virtue  in 
refraining  from  stealing  an  apple 
when  the  policeman  is  watching. 
It  is  only  when  we  refrain  when 
we  know  nobody  will  find  out, 
that  it  becomes  a  right  choice. 


ITH  these  four  principles  in 
mind,  we  need  next  to  define  the 
word  discipline.  Many  parents 
equate  it  with  punishment.  How- 
ever, Webster  defines  it  as  "train- 
ing   that    develops    self-control, 


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character,  or  efficiency."  Thus, 
it  becomes  a  way  of  teaching 
rather  than  a  way  of  punishment. 
Parents  who  use  this  definition 
of  discipHne  in  their  philosophy 
of  child  training  will  react  dif- 
ferently to  problems  which  arise 
with  their  children  than  will  par- 
ents who  see  discipline  primarily 
as  punishment. 

We  can  more  easily  teach  chil- 
dren what  is  right  if  we  try  to 
understand  causes  of  misbe- 
havior. Why  do  children  mis- 
behave? 

There  are  many  reasons.  Many 
times  a  small  child  does  things 
that  are  wrong  simply  because  he 
doesn't  know  any  better.  He  has 
not  yet  learned  what  is  right. 
Discipline,  in  this  case,  would 
consist  of  teaching  him  the  right 
way. 

Sometimes  the  child  misbe- 
haves because  he  has  learned  that 
he  can  get  what  he  wants  (and 
often  what  he  wants  is  simply 
attention)  by  doing  something 
he  knows  to  be  irritating  or 
wrong.  He  prefers  punishment  to 
no  attention  at  all.  If  we  give 
the  child  sufficient  attention  and 
love  when  he  is  good,  he  will  not 
have  to  resort  to  bad  behavior  to 
get  it. 

Often  out-of-bounds  behavior 
results  as  a  natural  consequence 
of  a  child's  curiosity  and  his  ex- 
ploratory activities.  He  finds  an 
object  useful  for  hammering,  so 
he  hammers  (sometimes  on  the 
furniture).  He  discovers  that 
crayons  make  lovely  marks,  so 
he  makes  these  marks  (and  it 
doesn't  matter  to  him  where  he 
does  it).  Here  is  where  channel- 
ing behavior  is  so  important.  We 
do  not  want  the  child  to  feel  that 
hammering  or  drawing  with 
crayons  are  in  themselves  unde- 


sirable activities — only  that  there 
are  certain  ways  we  use  these 
tools  and  certain  ways  that  we 
do  not.  So  we  teach  him  the  ac- 
ceptable ways. 

There  are  many  other  causes  of 
misbehavior:  a  child  doesn't  feel 
well,  he  had  a  bad  day  at  school, 
or  he  is  overtired.  The  point  is, 
if  we  try  to  understand  why  a 
child  misbehaves,  we  are  in  a 
better  position  to  devise  ways  to 
teach  him,  not  only  to  stop  his 
misbehavior,  but  also  what  con- 
stitutes right  behavior. 

Often  what  a  child  needs  is 
someone  who  has  the  patience  to 
show  him  how  to  do  something 
right.  Children  learn  slowly,  and 
too  often  the  busy  parents  as- 
sume that  a  child  is  being  per- 
verse or  bad.  Children  learn 
faster  by  rewards  than  they  do 
by  punishments.  We  should  capi- 
talize on  the  actions  we  want  re- 
peated rather  than  emphasizing 
the  behavior  to  be  eliminated. 
This  can  be  done  by  approving 
successful  and  cooperative  be- 
havior and  by  helping  the  child 
see  where  he  can  do  better. 

Another  method  of  teaching 
might  be  termed  diversionary 
tactics.  Under  this  category 
would  come  such  things  as  sup- 
plying a  pounding  board  when 
the  child  starts  hammering  the 
furniture;  appropriate  places  to 
draw  instead  of  the  wall.  But  to 
make  it  work,  parents  have  to 
make  sure  the  diversion  is  as  at- 
tractive as  the  forbidden  object 
it  replaces. 

Letting  the  child  suffer  the 
consequences  of  his  own  acts  is 
often  one  of  the  best  methods  of 
discipline.  If  the  child  does  not 
get  his  work  done  before  the 
time  of  an  outing,  he  stays  home. 
If  he  picks  a  fight,  he  doesn't  get 


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too  much  sympathy  over  the  re- 
sulting black  eye.  Of  course,  this 
method  cannot  be  used  when  a 
child  is  in  real  danger.  We 
would  not  let  him  run  in  front 
of  a  car  just  to  teach  him  a  lesson. 

Deprivation  of  privileges  is  an- 
other good  way  to  teach.  If  a  toy 
is  not  taken  care  of,  it  is  put 
away  and  can't  be  played  with 
for  awhile.  If  a  child  cannot  get 
along  with  his  friend,  he  has  to 
play  by  himself. 

Do  not  underestimate  the 
power  of  words  in  teaching.  Ex- 
planations and  reasoning  are 
often  effective  with  children  old 
enough  to  understand.  Let  the 
child  know  what  he  has  done 
wrong,  but  don't  stop  there.  Go 
on  to  help  him  understand  what 
would  have  been  a  better  way  to 
behave  in  those  particular  cir- 
cumstances. 

If  we  are  thoughtful  about  the 
teaching  of  our  children,  we  can 
incorporate  into  our  plans  several 
ideas  which  will  make  it  easier, 
and  the  administration  of  punish- 
ment more  effective. 

1.  Let  each  child  know  that  you 
respect  him  as  an  individual  with 
rights.  Take  into  account  his  individ- 
uality, his  personality,  his  needs,  his 
age,  and  his  condition  in  deciding 
what  rules  must  be  followed,  what 
punishments  meted  out. 

2.  Have  as  few  rules  as  possible. 
As    each    child    matures,    encourage 


him  to  help  make  the  rules.  Make 
sure  demands  are  reasonable.  Then 
be  consistent  in  seeing  that  these  are 
obeyed. 

3.  Decrease  the  forbidden  and  un- 
investigated by  replacing  many 
"don'ts"  with  such  ideas  as:  "You 
may  do  it  over  here."  "Let  me  show 
you  a  safe  way."  "You  may  do  it 
while  I  am  with  you."  This  makes  it 
easier  for  the  child  to  accept  the  fact 
that  there  are  things  which  must  re- 
main forbidden. 

4.  Find  opportunities,  consistent 
with  his  maturity  and  experience,  for 
the  child  to  make  his  own  decisions. 
Give  him  guidance,  help  him  see  vari- 
ous consequences,  and  then  let  the 
choice  be  his. 

5.  "Let  the  punishment  fit  the 
crime."  Make  sure  the  child  sees  the 
relationship  between  the  punishment 
and  what  he  has  done  wrong.  Punish- 
ment, when  necessary,  should  be 
promptly  and  justly  administered. 
Moderate  punishment  is  usually  more 
effective  than  that  which  is  overly 
severe. 

6.  Give  punishment  in  love.  Never 
threaten  to  withhold  love  as  a  punish- 
ment. Differentiate  between  disap- 
proval of  the  act  and  disapproval  of 
the  child.  "Reproving  betimes  with 
sharpness  .  .  .  and  then  showing  forth 
afterwards  an  increase  of  love  toward 
him  whom  thou  hast  reprovel"  (D&C 
121:43). 

If  we  parents  can  develop 
thoughtful  attitudes  and  loving 
and  prayerful  hearts,  we  can  be- 
come equal  to  this  challenge 
which  our  Father  in  heaven  has 
given  us. 


Faith 


Catherine  B.  Bowles 


There  is  recompense  on  the  path  of  life 
Though  thorny  the  road.  There  will  always  be 
A  bright  colored  rainbow  to  light  the  sky 
Over  trials,  to  smooth  the  path  to  eternity. 


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Don't  Leave  Me 

Helen  B.  Gibbons 


LucRETiA  filled  a  steaming  bowl 
with  cornmeal  mush  for  Jim,  tak- 
ing care  not  to  spill  on  her  bright 
rag  carpet.  The  new  cabin  had  a 
sweet  smell  about  it,  a  neatness 
and  warmth,  but  there  was  no 
pleasure  in  the  pretty  room  for 
her  this  morning.  She  went  and 
stood  unseeingly  at  the  tiny 
window. 

''Aren't  you  going  to  eat, 
Crishy?"  Jim's  face  was  clouded 
but  his  voice  tender.  "You  need 
it,  for  the  baby's  sake  as  well  as 
you  own." 

She  could  not  even  look  at 
him.  Her  eyes  were  red  from 
sleeplessness  and  frustrated 
weeping. 

"I  couldn't  swallow  a  bite." 
They  had  talked  half  the  night. 
Now  there  was  nothing  left  to 
say.  Jim  ate  his  mush  and  milk 
in  silence  while  Lucretia  nerv- 
ously busied  herself  about  the 
room,  smoothing  the  fresh  straw 


mattress  on  their  bed,  pulling  up 
the  clean  quilts.  With  the  dipper 
from  the  bucket,  she  watered  the 
geranium  on  the  window-ledge. 

Half  her  mind  kept  silently  in- 
sisting, I  won't  go!  I  can't  go! 
But  the  other  half  yearned  for 
the  sweet  safety  of  her  husband's 
approval.  Without  turning  to 
look,  she  could  see  his  square 
bronzed  face,  and  his  light, 
bright  hair.  Even  in  homespun 
work  clothes  he  looked  magnifi- 
cent. She  had  often  reflected 
that  this  handsome  outer  form 
was  but  the  mirror  image  of  his 
powerful  inner  character.  She 
loved  him  so  much  that  an  es- 
trangement now  was  pure  agony. 

"Surely  we  won't  leave  Jamie," 
she  pleaded  softly  at  last.  "Must 
we  so  soon  forget  our  promise?" 

Jim  frowned,  but  he  kissed  her 
before  he  spoke. 

"Don't  Crishy.  Don't  torture 
yourself.  We  have  been  called 
on    a    mission.     Everything    will 


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work  out  all  right,  the  way  it's 
supposed  to.    Don't  worry." 

He  pulled  his  long  arms  into 
an  old,  warm  coat,  and  started 
out  the  door. 

'Til  be  back  as  early  as  I  can." 

Lucretia  nodded  numbly  and 
watched  him  hitch  the  team  to 
the  wagon  and  set  off  toward  the 
east  mountains  for  a  load  of 
winter  firewood.  The  wagon 
wheels  stirred  up  circles  of  dust, 
rolled  along  by  canyon  breezes. 
The  first  glint  of  sunlight  flashed 
over  the  hill,  and  in  its  gleam  the 
silhouette  of  a  rough  headstone 
caught  Lucretia's  eye. 

Seeing  it,  she  ached  anew,  and 
an  involuntary  sob  slipped  past 
her  throat.  They  had  laid  Jamie 
there  so  recently,  a  boy  too 
young,  too  wonderful  to  go  so 
soon.  Jim  and  Lucretia  had  lov- 
ingly hauled  the  granite  slab  to 
mark  the  fresh-turned  grave.  For 
days  Jim  had  chiseled  at  the 
stone,  briefly  to  state  its  pur- 
pose: 

JAMES  PHILLIP  CURRIE 

1850-1864 

It  had  been  Jamie's  wish  to  re- 
main near  them,  so  they  had 
placed  him  there  above  the  family 
farm.  His  very  last  words  had 
been  a  plea,  coming  from  the 
depths  of  the  nightmare  he  had 
suffered  so  long:  "Don't  leave 
me,  Mamma,  Pappa!  Please 
don't  leave  me  behind!" 

Lucretia  had  held  his  fever- 
racked  young  body  in  her  trem- 
bling arms.  Hot  tears  spilled  out 
upon  the  light,  bright  head. 

"We'll  keep  you  with  us, 
Jamie." 

Now  Lucretia  climbed  the  hill 
again  and  knelt  beside  her  son's 
resting  place. 


People  say  that  doing  some- 
thing over  and  over  makes  it 
easier.  That's  not  always  true. 
Laying  Jamie  away  was  not 
easier.  It  had  been  hard  to  see 
little  Clara  placed  into  a  make- 
shift coffin  and  buried  beside  the 
trail  on  the  plains,  but  it  was 
even  harder  to  lose  their  only 
other  child,  Jamie. 

Poor  Jamie.  His  nightmare  had 
begun  in  Nebraska,  when  cholera 
hit  the  camp.  Many  people  grew 
sick,  and  almost  every  day  an- 
other grave  was  planted  beside 
the  road.  The  company  would 
pause  and  sorrowfully  conduct  a 
simple  funeral — a  prayer,  a  few 
brief  words,  a  sacred  song  ac- 
companied by  Sister  Hancock  and 
her  violin.  Then  they  would  move 
on.  When  precious  little  Clara, 
with  her  chubby  face  and  happy 
heart,  took  sick,  Jim  took  Jamie 
away  to  another  wagon,  away 
from  the  sickness.  From  afar, 
the  boy  would  watch  the  family 
wagon  with  big,  frightened  eyes. 

"How's  Clara  today?"  he  would 
call. 

The  news  was  always  bad.  It 
grew  worse.  One  day,  the  rough 
marker  on  the  grave  beside  the 
trail  bore  little  Clara's  name. 
Next  day  the  company  moved 
on,  and  the  Currie  family,  weep- 
ing and  turning  back  to  catch  a 
last  glimpse  of  their  baby's  head- 
stone, rolled  on  to  the  Valley  and 
left  behind  a  little  girl  in  her 
eternal  sleep. 

It  bothered  Jamie.  It  bothered 
him  a  lot. 

"Why  did  we  have  to  leave 
Clara  there  alone?"  he  would 
ask.  Some  nights  he  woke  up 
crying,  and  the  nightmare  was 
always  the  same. 


495 


JULY  1964 


"Don't  leave  me!  Please  don't 
ever  leave  me!" 

On  the  chilly  hillside  Lucretia 
smoothed  the  dirt  over  the  little 
mound  that  was  Jamie.  She 
could  so  vividly  remember  every 
detail  of  his  bouncing,  vibrant 
self.  He  had  been  wild  with  ex- 
citement as  the  new  cabin  rose 
to  completion.  He  worked  as 
hard  as  any  man  to  help  his 
father  with  the  construction. 

Lucretia  shivered  a  little,  but 
smiled,  remembering  Jamie  on 
this  plot  of  earth  he  loved  so 
passionately  —  the  big,  old  Cot- 
tonwood trees,  the  fertile  fields, 
the  secret  yields  of  berries  along 
the  banks  of  the  singing,  ice-cold 
creek. 

"It's  our  canyon,  and  our  val- 
ley, and  we  will  live  happily  ever 
after,"  he  gaily  said. 

No  one  dreamed  that  he  would 
have  to  live  his  whole  life  out  in 
fourteen  years.  At  least,  he 
savored  every  minute,  enjoying 
life  with  a  contagious  zest.  When 
Jamie  fell  into  his  final  sleep, 
many  lights  went  out  in  Lucre- 
tia's  heart. 

"I  must  get  to  work,"  she 
scolded  herself  aloud,  starting 
down  the  well-worn  trail  to  the 
cabin.  "I  must  not  sit  here 
thinking." 

She  walked  carefully  because 
of  the  baby.  She  walked,  but  she 
wanted  to  run  to  get  away  from 
the  memory  of  Jamie's  night- 
mare. It  hurt  to  remember  his 
frantic  pleas.  She  did  not  like 
to  remember,  but  she  could  not 
forget.  The  fever  struck  and 
Jamie  grew  delirious.  Then  the 
old  fears  returned  and  multi- 
plied. 

"Don't  leave  me  behind!  Please 
don't  leave  me!"    It  became,  in 


his  delirium,  almost  a  panic- 
stricken  scream. 

The  morning  sun  now  flooded 
the  valley,  and  Lucretia  caught 
her  breath  at  the  lovely  view 
which  lay  before  her.  This  was 
home  to  her — a  real  home  at  last. 
She  had  put  her  roots  down 
deeply  here  in  this  green  -  and  - 
gold  landscape.  Here,  with  their 
own  hands,  they  had  built  their 
cabin  beneath  the  shady  trees. 
Here  was  the  good  soil  that 
filled  their  winter  stores.  Here 
were  dear  friends  as  neighbors. 

Why  can't  we  stay?  Why  do 
they  have  to  call  us  away? 

With  a  kind  of  fury,  she  at- 
tacked her  work,  as  if  to  quiet 
her  unhappy  thoughts.  Thresh- 
ing out  dry  beans  for  winter  stor- 
age, Lucretia  pounded  the  pods 
almost  too  vigorously.  At  the 
scrubbing  board,  she  wore  clothes 
thin. 

Why?  Why?  Yet  even  as  she 
questioned,  her  conscience  smote 
her.  She  and  Jim  had  never  be- 
fore refused  a  call.  Lucretia 
hated  herself  for  her  feelings,  but 
most  of  all  she  hated  the  call 
itself. 

They  had  been  asked  to  move 
to  the  Muddy  River  to  help  es- 
tablish some  settlements  there. 
The  Church  needed  cotton,  and  a 
safe  way-station  between  Cali- 
fornia and  St.  George.  Jim  and 
Lucretia,  young  and  strong,  were 
called  to  the  Muddy  Mission. 

The  Muddy!  Even  the  name 
sounded  dreadful,  but  it  was 
worse  when  Lucretia  talked  to 
her  cousin  who  had  recently 
come  north  on  a  visit  from  St. 
George.  Her  cousin  said  that  the 
country  was  hot  and  dry,  with 
no  shelter  or  shade  from  the  sun. 
It  was  bad  enough  at  St.  George 


496 


DON'T  LEAVE  ME 


with  flies  and  filth  and  hunger, 
everyone  ill  from  chills  and  fever. 
Her  cousin  said  things  were 
even  worse  toward  Las  Vegas 
Spring  where  the  Muddy  River 
lay.  The  land  was  tortured  and 
rough,  and  quicksand  lay  on 
river  beds.  Worst  of  all,  there 
were  Indians  on  the  Muddy, 
primitive,   dangerous   marauders. 

To  go  to  such  a  place  and  begin 
again!  To  abandon  this  lovely 
cabin!  To  bear  a  child  in  the 
wilderness  where  chills  and  fever 
crept  into  the  settlements  on  the 
dread  night  air!  To  break  a 
promise  and  leave  Jamie  behind! 
There  was  no  solution.  Lucretia 
worked  in  gloom,  feeling  quite 
miserable. 

She  was  outside  in  the  after- 
noon sun  when  Sister  Hancock 
hobbled  up  the  road  carrying  her 
ancient  violin  case.  Lucretia  had 
always  loved  the  violin.  Long 
years  ago  in  her  prosperous  home 
in  the  East  she  had  played  such 
an  instrument.  Her  love  for 
music  had  been  a  bond  between 
the  two  women — Sister  Hancock, 
aged,  crippled,  but  ever  cheerful, 
and  the  younger  Lucretia.  Sister 
Hancock's  violin  was  a  fine  in- 
strument, and  her  most  valuable 
possession,  for  she  was  very  poor. 

''Lucretia,"  she  cried,  embrac- 
ing her  young  friend,  "Fm  proud 
to  hear  that  you've  been  called 
on  a  mission." 

Lucretia  dared  not  answer,  not 
knowing  what  to  say.  It  did  not 
matter.  Sister  Hancock  preferred 
to  do  the  talking  most  of  the  time 
anyway. 

'T  envy  you  and  Jim.  You're 
young  and  you  can  really  do 
things.  Now  me,  I'm  no  good  at 
all  any  more." 

"Oh,  Sister  Hancock,  you  al- 
ways do  good." 


"No.  I  guess  my  time  is  al- 
most up.  That's  why  I  came  over 
here  today.  The  happiest  days  I 
ever  spent  were  working  to  serve 
the  Lord.  I  just  kept  wishing 
that  I  could  do  something  for 
the  Muddy  Mission,  too,  and  in 
the  night  I  thought  of  it." 

"You  did?" 

"It's  my  dear  old  violin.  I'd 
consider  it  a  favor  if  you'd  take 
it  and  make  music  for  the  saints 
on  the  mission.  It  would  be  al- 
most like  part  of  me  going  to 
serve  the  Church.  I  won't  need 
it  much  longer  anyway.  Take  it, 
dearie.  Take  it,  with  my  bless- 
ing." 

Lucretia  hesitated,  but  Sister 
Hancock  was  firm.  She  carried 
the  musical  instrument  inside  and 
gently  laid  it  upon  the  table. 

"But  it's  all  you  have  —  you 
will  need  it  for  yourself." 

"Rheumatism's  been  getting 
worse.  I'll  never  last  the  winter 
out,  and  I'm  kind  of  glad.  It 
will  be  a  relief  to  discard  this  old 
aching  body,  and  go  where  they 
say  you  will  be  forever  young. 
Perhaps  there  will  be  music  there 
for  me  to  make." 

It  was  difficult  to  speak,  and 
Lucretia  struggled  to  keep  her 
voice  steady. 

"Thank  you,  dear  Sister  Han- 
cock.   I'll  always  treasure  it." 

"Just  you  play  it  well  for  other 
folks  and  I'll  be  content." 

The  aged  visitor  stayed  awhile. 
She  dozed  a  bit  and  talked  a  lot. 
Lucretia  needed  merely  to  smile 
and  nod  and  listen  to  her  lonely 
neighbor's  reminiscences.  She 
was  glad,  for  her  heart  was  in 
turmoil.  Strange  how  cheerfully 
Sister  Hancock  could  speak  of 
discarding  her  old,  aching  body. 
Poor,  dear  little  soul. 


497 


JULY   1964 


It  grew  late  and  her  visitor  de- 
parted. Lucretia  finished  her 
work  and  built  up  the  fire  to  fix 
supper  for  Jim.  Then  she  wan- 
dered outside  to  watch  for  his 
wagon.  Sitting  on  the  bench  be- 
side the  cabin  wall,  she  huddled 
in  her  shawl  to  look  and  to  think. 
Up  on  the  hill,  the  granite 
headstone  was  almost  indistin- 
guishable in  its  setting.  It 
blended  with  the  background 
until  she  had  difficulty  determin- 
ing which  of  the  many  stones  was 
Jamie's.  Just  before  the  sun  set, 
it  cast  a  lovely,  soft  glow  over 
the  hillside  for  a  moment.  In  the 
unreal-looking  light,  everything 
seemed  different.  Sitting  there 
waiting,  thinking,  half -praying, 
Lucretia  experienced  a  strange 
feeling.  The  lovely,  soft  glow 
engulfed  her  heart  with  a  kind 
of  peacefulness.  She  felt  better 
than  she  had  in  many  days,  for 
suddenly,  everything  looked  dif- 
ferent to  her. 


Jamie!  The  hill  does  not  hold 
Jamie  at  all.  He's  gone  on  ahead 
to  the  better  place  Sister  Han- 
cock anticipates,  where  there  is 
sweet  music  for  her  to  play.  Why 
didn't  I  think  of  it  before?  Why 
couldn't  I  see  it? 

Wagon  wheels  crunched  over 
the  rocks,  and  in  the  twilight  Lu- 
cretia ran  to  meet  her  tired  hus- 
band with  his  load  of  wood.  He 
reined  in  and  climbed  down  with 
open  arms. 

"Oh,  Jim,  forgive  my  doubts," 
she  cried.  "Of  course  we  will  ac- 
cept our  call.  I  want  to  go  to 
the  Muddy  with  you.  We  have 
our  work  to  do." 

"I  knew  you  would,  Crishy.  I 
knew  it  all  the  time."  He 
smoothed  her  soft  curls  with 
roughened  fingertips. 

"We  won't  be  leaving  Jamie," 
Lucretia  explained — as  much  to 
herself  as  to  Jim.  "We'll  just  be 
getting  nearer  to  where  he  is 
now." 


Night  Is  IVIy  Friend 

Lael    W.    Hill 

Night  and   I   are  best  of  friends. 
I  go  with  him   in   laughter; 
He  stars  the  way  my  dream  ascends 
To    heaven's   highest    rafter. 

I  tell  him  all  I  dare  not  say, 
He  shares  my  tree  of  sorrow; 
Not  anyone  knows  me  today 
As  he  will  by  tomorrow. 

Night  and   I  are  proven  friends. 

My  love  is  in  his  keeping, 

And  when  my  heart  must  break,  he  lends 

His  dark  arms  for  my  weeping. 


498 


Woman's 
Sphere 


Ramona  W.  Cannon 


MRS.  CORA  STAVIG,  Sioux  Falls,  South 
Dakota,  wife  of  Dr.  L.  M.  Stavig,  Presi- 
dent of  Augustana  College,  was  chosen 
American  Mother  of  the  Year,  during 
the  five  day  ceremonies  in  New  York 
City  in  May.  Mother  of  four  sons,  all 
professional  men  successful  in  their 
chosen  fields,  Mrs.  Stavig,  was  cited  for 
her  contributions  to  international  under- 
standing through  "people  to  people" 
diplomacy,  and  for  her  leadership  in 
marriage  counseling  and  adult  educa- 
tion. 

MRS.  LURENE  ELDREDGE  WARNICK, 
Pleasant  Grove,  Utah,  wife  of  Merrill 
Warnick,  former  president  of  the  Na- 
tional Dairy  Council  and  former  presi- 
dent of  Timpanogos  Stake,  represented 
Utah.  She  is  the  mother  of  eight  out- 
standing children,  is  a  leader  in  educa- 
tional and  cultural  affairs  in  her 
community,  and  has  long  been  promin- 
ent in  Relief  Society  work. 

MRS.  EMMA  LAVERA  WILLIAMS  CAL- 
VERT, Caliente,  Nevada,  mother  of 
seyen  children,  and  President  of  Cali- 
ente Ward  Relief  Society,  attended  the 
meetings  as  the  Nevada  Mother.  Wid- 
owed when  her  children  were  young, 
she  educated  her  family  through  her 
own  efforts,  and  sent  four  of  them  on 
missions,  and  at  the  same  time  played 
an  active  role  in  the  educational  and 
civic  affairs  of  her  community. 

MRS.  JERRIE  MOCK  became  the  first 
woman  to  fly  solo  around  the  world 
when  she  set  down  her  single-engine 
Cessna    108    plane,    "Spirit    of   Colum- 


bus," at  Port  Columbus,  Ohio,  April  17, 
1964.  The  thirty-eight-year-old  house- 
wife was  greeted  by  her  husband,  Rus- 
sell Mock,  and  their  three  children.  The 
aviatrix,  also  the  first  woman  to  fly  the 
Pacific  Ocean  solo,  logged  about  200 
hours  of  flying  time,  via  Bermuda,  the 
Azores,  Casablanca,  Tripoli,  Cairo, 
Dhahran,  Pakistan,  India,  Thailand,  the 
Philippines,  Guam,  Wake,  and  Hono- 
lulu —  more  than  22,858  miles.  Joan 
Merriam  Smith  became  the  second 
aviatrix  to  circle  the  globe.  She  landed 
her  Piper  Apache  at  Oakland  Airport 
May  13th. 

MRS.  RUTH  G.  VAN  CLEVE,  a  career 
government  attorney,  was  sworn  in  on 
April  16,  1964,  as  director  of  the  Office 
of  Territories,  the  first  woman  to  fill 
such  an  important  post  in  the  United 
States  Department  of  the  Interior.  With 
the  Department  since  1950,  she  has 
given  outstanding  service  as  assistant 
interior  solicitor  in  the  Division  of  Terri- 
tories, Wildlife,  and  Parks. 

DAME  SYBIL  THORNDYKE,  England's 
beloved  older  actress,  performed  in  the 
stellar  role  in  "Measure  for  Measure," 
in  London,  June  15,  1963,  at  the  clos- 
ing performance  of  the  fabled  "Old  Vic" 
theater — home  of  Shakespearean  drama 
for  many  generations.  A  picture  of 
Dame  Sybil,  surrounded  by  the  cast  as 
she  made  the  farewell  speech  following 
the  final  curtain,  was  shown  in  various 
countries  at  exhibitions  honoring  the 
four  hundredth  anniversary  of  Shake- 
speare's birth  (April  23,  1564). 


499 


EDITORIAL 


From  childhood  one  is  cautioned  when  angry  to  count  ten  before  speaking,  to 
learn  to  control  one's  temper;  that  "pretty  is  as  pretty  does."  One  hears  in 
Sunday  School  of  the  choosing  of  King  Saul's  successor — David — and  is  told 
how,  one  after  another,  the  handsome  sons  of  Jesse  were  brought  before  Samuel, 
but  the  one  to  be  chosen  was  none  of  them.  The  chosen  one  was  a  mere 
youth,  and  the  Lord  admonished  Samuel,  "Look  not  on  his  countenance,  or  on 
the  height  of  his  stature  ...  for  the  Lord  seeth  not  as  man  seeth;  for  man 
looketh  on  the  outward  appearance,  but  the  Lord  looketh  on  the  heart"  (I  Samuel 
16:7). 

As  the  years  of  one's  life  lengthen,  one  draws  inevitably  closer  to  the  end 
of  this  earth  life  and  a  return  to  the  realms  of  the  eternal.  Which  of  the  king- 
doms has  one  prepared  herself  through  earth  life  to  inherit — the  celestial,  ter- 
restrial, or  telestial,  or  even  a  kingdom  without  glory?  The  trite  words  of 
youth,  "pretty  is  as  pretty  does,"  take  on  real  significance  with  reference  to 
cleansing  the  soul  of  ugly,  dark  evils  and  lightening  the  soul  toward  perfection. 

One  woman  said,  "I  am  not  afraid  of  being  judged  by  my  actions;  I'm  afraid 
of  being  judged  by  my  thoughts."  This  feeling  may  be  shared  by  the  many. 
What  is  the  difference  —  or  is  there  one  between  a  sister  who  pays  her  tithing 
with  joy  in  her  heart  at  the  opportunity  of  returning  to  her  Father  one-tenth  of 
the  means  he  has  bestowed  upon  her,  and  the  sister  who  pays  grudgingly?  One 
sister  who  nurses  another  with  gladness  in  a  spirit  of  love;  and  a  second  sister 
who  nurses  another,  seemingly  cheerful  but  inwardly  unhappy,  and  doing  it  from 
a   sense  of  duty  alone?     A  sister  who   speaks   heartfelt,   friendly  words   to   an 


L/84Z 


VOLUME  51     JULY   1964      NUMBER  7 

•  Belle  S.  Spafford,  President 

•  Marianne  C.  Sharp,  First  Counselor 

•  Louise  W.  Madsen,  Second  Counselor 

•  Hulda  Parker,  Secretary-Treasurer 


The  Intent  of  the  Heart 


acquaintance;  and  a  sister  who  speaks  friendly  words  whiie  silently  criticising 
and  even  disliking  the  one  she  is  addressing.  It  may  well  give  one  cause  to 
ponder  that  the  Lord  knows  the  intent  of  the  heart. 

No  matter  how  loving,  understanding,  and  forgiving  Heavenly  Father  may 
be,  what  can  he  do  about  a  proud  heart,  a  contemptuous  or  disdainful  spirit? 
Each  individual  woman  has  her  free  agency  and,  if  a  change  of  heart  is  to  occur, 
the  miracle  must  be  wrought  by  the  possessor  of  the  heart.  This  is  a  life  of 
temptations  and  trials  and  tribulations.  The  Heavenly  Father's  plan  makes  the 
individual  subject  to  them;  but  in  a  time  of  dire  distress  it  is  up  to  each  woman, 
whether  she  possesses  the  spirit  of  Christ  "thy  will  not  mine  be  done,"  or 
whether  she  harbors  the  spirit  of  rebellion  and  resentment  and  demands,  "What 
have  I  done,  why  should  this  happen  to  me?"  What  had  Christ  done  but  give 
his  all  of  suffering  in  love  that  every  one  might  live? 

If  repentance  will  overcome  the  spirit  of  hypocrisy,  haughtiness,  pride,  and 
criticism,  it  will  come  through  accepting  the  will  of  the  Lord,  and  studying  and 
pondering  on  the  life  of  Christ  which  will  flood  the  soul  with  love  for  him.  As 
one's  love  for  Christ  increases,  so  does  one's  love  for  fellow  man.  It  is  inevitable. 
This  love  makes  strong  the  spirit  of  charity. 

Christ's  example  shines  far  ahead,  but  it  may  become  the  wellspring  of 
one's  own  actions,  day  by  day,  hour  by  hour,  minute  by  minute,  crowding  out 
the  evil  intent  of  the  heart.  The  way  is  not  easy,  but  the  end  will  be  glorious 
to  one  whose  "charity  never  faileth." 

— M.C.S 


^-.is-T'-safT^ 


Anna  B.  Hart 
Edith  S.  Elliott 
Florence  J.  Madsen 
Leone  G.  Layton 
Blanche  B.  Stoddard 
Evon  W.  Peterson 
Aleine  M.  Young 
Josle  B.  Bay 
Alberta  H.  Christensen 
Mildred  B.   Eyring 
Charlotte  A.  Larsen 
Edith  P.  Backman 
Winniefred  S.  Manwaring 
EIna  P.  Haymond 


Mary  R.  Young 
Mary  V.  Cameron 
Afton  W.  Hunt 
Wealtha  S.  Mendenhall 
Pearle  M.  Olsen 
Elsa  T.  Peterson 
Fanny  S.  Kienitz 
Elizabeth  B.  Winters 
LaRue  H.  Resell 
Jennie  R.  Scott 
Alice  L.  Wilkinson 
LaPriel  S.  Bunker 
Irene  W.  Buehner 
Irene  C.  Lloyd 


Hazel   S.   Cannon 
Hazel  S.  Love 
Fawn   H.  Sharp 
Celestia  J.  Taylor 
Anne  R.  Gledhill 
Belva   Barlow 
Zola  J.  McGhle 
Oa  J.  Cannon 
Lila   B.  Walch 
Lenore  C.  Gundersen 
Marjorie  C.   Pingree 
Darlene  C.   Dedekind 
Cleone  R.  Eccles 


Momentous  Decision 


Beatrice  R.  Parsons 


When  she  woke  that  morning, 
Louise  knew  that  something  spe- 
cially nice  was  going  to  happen. 
Of  course!  The  Miltone  reunion! 

Oh,  she  must  hurry.  Very  soon 
the  kitchen  would  be  buzzing  with 
activity.  She  dressed  quickly, 
brushing  her  graying  hair  with 
deft  strokes  so  that  it  framed  her 
face  in  a  slightly  old-fashioned 
hair-do.  She  had  worn  it  almost 
the  same  way  when  she  and  Hal 
were  married.  Now  Hal  Avery 
was  gone.  After  thirty-eight 
years,  she  didn't  want  to  change 
it,  since  he  had  liked  it  that  way. 

She  hurried  downstairs,  her 
eyes,  behind  the  shining  lenses  of 
her  glasses,  as  bright  blue  as  her 
neat  house  dress.  But  standing 
at  the  doorway  of  her  spotless 
kitchen,  she  paused  to  smile  at 
herself. 


"What's  your  rush?"  she  asked, 
and  her  voice  made  a  murmur  of 
sound  in  the  silent  house.  "There 
isn't  anything  you  can  do  to  get 
ready  for  the  Reunion.  Soon  your 
daughters  will  be  here  to  take 
over.  And  your  daughters-in-law. 
They  will  look  after  even  the  tini- 
est details  of  the  picnic  at  the 
park." 

Slowly,  she  made  herself  a  slice 
of  toast.  The  milk  from  the  re- 
frigerator was  cool  and  sweet. 
There  was  strawberry  jam.  But 
she  wasn't  really  hungry.  Break- 
fast was  always  a  lonely  time 
without  Hal. 

She  sat  quietly,  staring  out  of 
the  window,  not  quite  knowing 
the  taste  of  her  food.  The  kitchen 
windows  opened  on  to  an  expanse 
of  green  lawn.  Her  son  George 
insisted  on  paying  old  Max  Net- 


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tleton  for  mowing,  clipping,  and 
pruning.  Max  worked  in  most  of 
the  other  yards,  too,  since  all  of 
her  neighbors  were  elderly,  some 
of  them  alone. 

Their  houses  had  been  built 
early  in  the  1900's  on  land  that 
had  once  been  the  Miltone  farm. 
Louise's  grandfather  had  cultivat- 
ed the  land  which  his  father  be- 
fore him  had  chosen  when  he  first 
came  into  the  valley.  The  houses 
were  not  far  apart  and  formed  a 
half-circle  along  the  block.  Louise 
knew  everyone  by  their  first 
names.  Many  of  her  neighbors 
were  widows,  too.  Her  sisters 
lived  nearby. 

She  shivered  a  little  in  spite  of 
the  brilliant  morning  sun  flood- 
ing the  kitchen.  The  day  was  here 
—  well,  almost  the  day  .  .  .  when 
she  must  make  up  her  mind  to 
leave  all  this. 

She  had  been  trying  to  make 
up  her  mind  for  months,  ever  since 
George,  her  eldest  son,  had  ad- 
vised her  that  her  three  daugh- 
ters and  two  sons,  had  been  talk- 
ing things  over.  His  voice  had 
been  gentle  and  loving  as  he  ex- 
plained that  all  her  children  want- 
ed what  was  best  for  her. 

"We  think  the  work  here  is 
too  much  for  you,  darling.  We 
know  how  lonely  you've  been 
since  .  .  .  Dad  .  .  .  went."  He  had 
touched  her  hand,  tears  close  to 
his  brown  eyes,  so  like  his  fa- 
ther's. ''You  know  it  isn't  as  if 
you  were  going  to  a  home!  There 
are  five  homes  waiting  to  wel- 
come you  with  love." 

Oh,  she  was  sure  of  the  love. 
But  to  dispossess  herself  of  the 
home  where  she  and  Hal  had  lived 
so  happily,  had  reared  five  chil- 
dren, and  had  seen  fifteen  grand- 
children come  into  the  world!  The 


pain  that  pushed  at  her  heart  was 
like  a  dull  knife. 

''I've  got  to  be  sure,"  she  told 
George  quietly.  It  was  really  the 
most  momentous  decision  she  had 
ever  had  to  make.  If  only  Hal 
were  here  to  advise  her.  But  it 
was  because  Hal  wasn't  here  that 
she  had  to  face  the  future  all  by 
herself.  She  drew  a  long  breath 
and  promised:  "I'll  think  it  over, 
George.    I'll  do  whatever  is  best." 

But  what  was  best?  That  ques- 
tion kept  running  through  her 
mind  and  she  kept  trying  to  an- 
swer it.  Was  it  the  rose  garden? 
Almost  —  though  he  had  been 
gone  two  years  —  she  could  see 
Hal's  tall  form  bending  over  his 
roses.  But  each  of  her  children  had 
much  better  rose  gardens  than 
this.  And  all  of  them  had  prom- 
ised she  could  tend  their  roses  if 
she  so  desired.  So  it  wasn't  the 
rose  garden! 

Now  the  house.  Well,  it  was 
old-fashioned  with  wide  porches, 
large  rooms,  and  a  winding  stair- 
case. The  young  cleaning  woman 
who  did  extra  work  in  all  the  hous- 
es around  the  half-circle,  had 
pointed  out  smilingly:  "Nobody 
has  a  dining  room  nowadays,  Mrs. 
Avery.  Or  a  great,  big  dining 
table.  How  hard  you  must  have 
worked  when  all  your  family  were 
home.  I'll  bet  you  set  a  good 
table." 

Louise  had  nodded.  "I  always 
loved  to  cook.  I  never  felt  the 
work  was  too  hard.  It  was  my 
husband  who  finally  insisted  on 
that  dishwasher  in  the  kitchen. 
After  the  girls  were  married,  he 
had  to  wipe  the  dishes." 

The  young  woman  had  laughed 
and  said  brightly,  "Well,  one 
thing,  if  you  go  to  one  of  your 


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daughters  to  live  you  won't  have 
to  cook  unless  you  want  to." 

Louise  paled.  "I'd  be  sure  to 
push  the  wrong  button  in  those 
total-gadget  kitchens  of  theirs, 
and  end  up  frying  the  laundry  and 
washing  the  pancakes." 

The  young  woman  had  giggled, 
and  said  flatly,  "Well,  one  thing, 
you'll  never  miss  this  kitchen." 

So  it  wasn't  the  kitchen.  Or  the 
dining  room.  Or  the  upstairs  bed- 
rooms that  must  be  vacuumed 
and  dusted  every  week  in  spite  of 
the  fact  that  nobody  slept  in 
them.  The  house  was  just  too  big 
for  just  one  person.  So  why 
couldn't  she  make  up  her  mind 
to.  .  .  . 

She  was  called  from  her  reverie 
by  the  sound  of  cars  driving  up 
to  the  house.  "Goodness,"  she 
said,  putting  her  uneaten  break- 
fast away,  "they're  already  here!" 
She  hurried  to  the  door  to  be 
kissed,  hugged,  smiled  over,  and 
loved  by  her  children  and  grand- 
children. 

Then,  as  her  daughters  and 
daughters-in-law  bustled  about 
the  kitchen,  she  picked  up  the  in- 
vitation to  the  Miltone  Reunion 
and  read  it  over  again.  It  was  very 
nice,  with  small  pen-and-ink 
drawings  of  the  oxen  and  covered 
wagon  that  had  carried  the  first 
Miltone  into  the  valley.  Her  name 
was  first  on  the  list,  because  she 
was  the  oldest.  Then  there  were 
her  sisters,  Constance,  Ruth,  and 
Madge.  Her  children  were  listed 
with  their  husbands  and  wives  — 
Leah,  Melinda,  Helen,  George, 
and  Stanley.  There  were  the  chil- 
dren, and  all  the  cousins,  neph- 
ews and  nieces. 

So  many  of  them,  Louise  had 
decided,  that  she  had  insisted  on 


sharing  the  reunion  with  several 
of  her  old  friends  from  the  neigh- 
borhood. 

"It's  nice  to  share,"  she  had 
told  her  daughters  when  they 
questioned  her  idea.  "Some  of  the 
older  ladies  don't  get  out  much. 
You  have  plenty  of  room  in  your 
cars." 

Because  they  were  nice,  gener- 
ous people,  they  hadn't  objected. 
Leah  had  laughed  and  said,  "I 
can't  see  what  difference  a  dozen 
more  can  possibly  make.  We'll 
only  need  a  gallon  of  salad  and  a 
bushel  of  potato  chips,  to  say 
nothing  of  a  few  hundred  sand- 
wiches." 

Louise  slipped  the  invitation 
into  a  drawer,  ready  for  her  scrap- 
book  and  went  to  help  with  the 
sandwiches.  The  first  one  was 
lifted  gently  from  her  hand.  Helen 
smiled  at  her. 

"There's  plenty  of  help,  dar- 
ling," she  said  reprovingly.  "As 
the  matriarch  of  the  Miltone  fam- 
ily, this  is  your  big  day.  We  can't 
let  you  get  worn  out  even  before 
we  get  to  the  park." 

As  though  putting  tuna-salad 
sandwiches  into  little  waxed  bags 
could  wear  her  out! 

Standing  there,  her  hands  list- 
less at  her  sides,  she  considered 
that  word  matriarch.  It  did  make 
her  feel  old!  She  thought  whim- 
sically, let's  face  it,  Louise  Mil- 
tone  Avery,  you  are  a  Senior 
Citizen,  age  sixty-seven. 

She  giggled  a  little,  remember- 
ing something  George  had  said, 
when,  at  sixteen,  he  had  brought 
home  his  first  secondhand  car. 
How  proud  he  had  been!  How 
angry  when  everyone  laughed. 
His  brown  eyes  had  shot  sparks. 

"There's  a  lot  of  life  in  that  old 
chassis  even  yet!" 


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Well,  she  wasn't  useless,  yet. 
She  reached  for  a  salad  bowl.  Mel- 
lie  took  it  gently  from  her  hands. 

'I'll  do  that,  darling.  Just  don't 
bother  with  a  thing."  She  kissed 
her  lightly  on  the  cheek.  "Just  sit 
down  and  rest." 

Rest,  when  her  hands  were  just 
itching  to  help.  Rest  when  her 
body  was  straining  to  contribute. 
Like  George's  old  car,  she  wasn't 
quite  through. 

She  opened  the  cupboard  and 
got  out  a  dish.  Her  daughter-in- 
law  took  it  from  her,  and  patted 
her  arm  tenderly. 

''Do  sit  down.  Mother  Avery. 
You've  earned  a  rest." 

Louise  hoped  her  smile  didn't 
look  grim.  Maybe  she  had  earned 
a  rest,  but  she  didn't  want  it. 

"I'll  get  the  silver  ready,"  she 
said,  and  opened  the  drawer. 

Leah  was  beside  her.  "Mother, 
let  me  do  that."  She  took  the  sil- 
ver carefully  away,  and  pushed  a 
lock  of  graying  hair  from  her 
mother's  forehead.  Her  voice  was 
soft,  "Oh,  darling,  we'll  be  so  hap- 
py to  have  you  come  live  with  us." 

Helen  said  urgently,  "She's 
coming  to  us.  Glen  and  I  have 
a  room  in  the  basement,  and  her 
very  own  bath." 

Melinda  said  hastily,  "Our 
house  isn't  as  grand  as  yours  or 
Leah's,  but  we  have  a  room." 

George,  retrieving  a  huge  bas- 
ket from  the  table,  said  firmly, 
"Mother  is  going  to  live  with  us." 

For  a  moment  —  just  as  she 
had  when  they  were  children  — 
Louise  detected  the  beginning  of 
a  sharp  quarrel.  Stanley,  who 
had  always  been  the  peacemaker, 
settled  the  argument  quietly. 

"You're  coming  to  all  of  us, 
darling.    A  few  months  or  weeks 


at  a  time,  just  as  you  like.  That 
way,  you'll  be  free  to  do  whatever 
you  like,  visit  your  friends,  go  on 
trips." 

There  was  true  love  and  devo- 
tion in  all  the  faces  before  her. 
Her  happiness  was  uppermost  in 
all  their  minds  and  hearts. 

George  smiled  and  gathered  up 
his  basket.  "Let's  get  this  show 
on  the  road.  Or  all  the  relatives 
and  friends  will  be  at  the  park  be- 
fore we  get  there." 

Such  a  rush  and  bustle  fol- 
lowed. There  were  children  to  be 
collected,  cars  to  be  packed.  Leah 
stayed  behind  to  see  that  every- 
thing was  shipshape.  Then  she 
locked  the  door. 

Louise,  being  helped  into  one 
of  the  cars,  remembered,  envious- 
ly, that  once  she  had  been  the  last 
out  of  the  house.  Why,  once  she 
had  been  convinced  that  a  Mil- 
tone  reunion  could  not  go  on 
without  her! 

"Now,"  she  told  herself  dubi- 
ously, "I  do  believe  that  it  goes  on 
in  spite  of  me!"  She  sniffed  a  lit- 
tle at  her  small,  unfunny  joke, 
and  one  of  the  children  hurried 
to  roll  up  the  window  so  "Gram- 
ma" wouldn't  feel  a  draft. 

The  reunion  was  everything 
they  had  hoped  and  planned.  The 
day  was  fresh  and  clear.  The  sky 
was  like  bluish  whipped  cream 
where  tiny  clouds  crossed  it.  The 
lawns  were  green  and  lush  on 
which  the  children  played.  The 
softly  rustling  leaves  of  the  huge 
elms  pooled  the  chairs,  where  the 
older  ones  sat,  with  charcoal 
shadows. 

The  long  tables,  with  their  gay 
paper  cloths  and  napkins, 
groaned  with  the  weight  of  good- 
ies.   The  paper  plates  were  piled 


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high  for  children  and  grownups 
alike. 

When  Louise  tried  to  help,  Leah 
ordered  tenderly,  ''I'll  wait  on 
you,  darling.  Sit  with  your  sis- 
ters and  friends.  I'll  bring  you 
each  a  plate." 

They  were  heaped  with  fried 
chicken,  salad,  chips,  and  sand- 
wiches. 

Constance,  wiping  her  lips  with 
her  napkin,  confessed,  "I  always 
make  a  piggy  of  myself  over  Mel- 
lie's  fried  chicken.  She's  almost  as 
good  a  cook  as  you  were,  Louise. 
I  remember  all  those  wonderful 
dinners  we  had  at  your  house." 

Ruth  sighed.  "I  never  liked 
cooking,  although  I  did  manage 
to  feed  four  healthy  children  and 
a  husband.  Even  my  cooking 
tasted  good  when  there  was  a 
family  to  eat  it." 

"When  I  fix  myself  something 
to  eat,  now  that  Fred  is  gone," 
said  Madge,  "it's  never  as  good 
as  I  expect.  It's  no  fun,  eating 
alone."  She  sighed.  "Sometimes, 
just  to  get  a  really  good  meal,  I 
go  downtown  to  a  restaurant." 

Mellie,  bringing  dishes  of  ice 
cream  and  cake,  added  lightly, 
"When  Mother  comes  to  live  with 
us,  there  won't  be  many  restau- 
rants in  her  life.  I've  got  a  hus- 
band who  thinks  home  cooking  is 
the  biggest  thing  in  his  life.  My, 
how  that  man  does  enjoy  a  family 
dinner." 

She  rushed  away,  pride  in  the 
swing  of  her  body,  and  Louise  was 
suddenly  aware  that  her  sisters 
and  friends  were  studying  her 
quietly. 

"So,  you've  made  up  your 
mind,"  said  Constance  briefly. 
"Honestly,  I  do  believe  you're 
right.  Everyone  of  us  here  knows 
how  dull  and  lonely  it  can  be,  liv- 


ing alone.  No  wonder  we  stuff 
ourselves  on  fried  chicken  when 
there's  company  to  eat  it  with." 

Company  to  eat  it  with!  Louise 
told  herself  that  she  was  silly  to 
lie  awake  now  that  the  reunion 
was  over  and  everyone  was  home 
in  bed,  and  to  keep  saying  to  her- 
self: Company  to  eat  it  with. 
Goodness,  that  phrase  didn't  even 
make  good  grammar.  But  it  did 
make  sense.  Meals  were  better 
when  a  person  had  someone  to  eat 
with.  Well,  after  tomorrow  —  af- 
ter she  had  made  a  call  to  George 
to  tell  him  that  he  could  go  ahead 
with  his  plans  for  listing  the  house 
—  Louise  Miltone  Avery  would 
have  a  lot  of  company  to  eat  with. 
Every  meal  would  be  a  pleasure. 

But! 

Gracious!  she  found  herself  sit- 
ting up  in  bed,  reviewing  all  the 
preparations  for  the  reunion. 
Why,  the  girls  hadn't  allowed  her 
to  do  a  thing!  And  when  she  lived 
in  their  homes,  they'd  be  more  in- 
sistent than  ever  that  she 
wouldn't  get  tired,  wouldn't  do  a 
thing  to  help.  They  would  de- 
cree in  their  devoted  way,  that  she 
be  put  upon  a  shelf  marked  not 
needed  any  more,  and  her  hands, 
as  well  as  her  mind  and  body, 
would  deteriorate  into  useless- 
ness. 

"But  if  not!  If  not " 

She  scarcely  dared  to  let  such 
a  thought  enter  her  mind.  If  she 
had  something  to  do  —  something 
really  worthwhile.  Something 
she  could  contribute.  .  .  . 

The  next  morning  as  she 
dressed,  those  night-thoughts 
kept  tugging  at  her  mind.  They 
followed  her  as  she  made  her 
toast,  got  out  the  carton  of  milk. 

As   she   sat   down   before   the 


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paper  napkin  she  had  put  at  her 
place,  she  felt  a  little  guilty,  know- 
ing that  Hal  didn't  like  her  to 
skimp  on  breakfast.  Well,  she 
wasn't  hungry,  perhaps  because 
of  the  picnic  yesterday. 

She  put  the  toast  crumbs  out  to 
the  birds,  the  milk  carton  back  in 
the  refrigerator.  A  thought  crept 
persistently  into  her  conscious- 
ness —  It's  no  fun  to  eat  alone. 

She  had  a  wishful  idea.  If  there 
were  only  some  way  for  old  friends 
and  sisters  to  get  together  over 
lunch.  .  .  . 

She  went  to  the  dining  room 
door  and  glared  at  the  big  table. 
Why,  that  awful,  inanimate  piece 
of  furniture  seemed  to  be  coaxing 
for  a  white  linen  cloth,  rose- 
sprigged  china,  fine  silver. 

She  could  almost  hear  her  girls 
saying  reprovingly,  "But,  Mother! 
All  that  work.  Getting  lunch  for 
other  people.  You  mustn't  slave 
over  a  hot  stove.  ..." 

She  broke  off,  laughing  loudly 
and  clearly.  Oh,  that  silly  cliche! 
Since  when  has  a  stove  like  mine 
been  hot  —  except  under  the 
pots!  Besides,  she  had  always 
loved  to  cook. 

She  was  sure  their  next  objec- 
tion would  be  expenses  for  grocer- 
ies. Well,  she  thought  about  that. 


Everyone  could  contribute  to  the 
food,  or  eat  at  a  nominal  expense. 

"If  it  doesn't  work,"  she  told 
herself  brightly,  "no  harm  will  be 
done.  At  least  I'll  give  it  a  try. 
I'm  sure  my  sisters  will  love  it." 
So  would  her  neighbors.  And  each 
could  take  a  turn  if  she  wished! 

Her  hand  went  out  to  phone 
George.  She  drew  it  hastily  back. 
George  was  inclined  to  be  severe. 
Stan  was  the  one  she  would  call. 
He  could  tell  the  others. 

"It  isn't  that  I'm  not  grateful 
to  think  you  all  want  me,  son.  I'm 
sure  you'll  understand,  and  so 
will  the  others  when  they  think 
about  it.  Just  tell  them  I  feel  gay 
and  happy  and  excited  about  hav- 
ing this  plan.  Someday  I  may  ac- 
cept your  invitations." 

She  knew  by  Stan's  voice  that 
he  was  surprised,  a  little  shocked, 
and  even  worried.  But  when  he 
put  up  the  phone  she  was  sure  he 
understood.  And,  peacemaker 
that  he  was,  he  would  pass  his 
own  understanding  on  to  the  oth- 
ers. 

Her  finger  shook  a  little  as  she 
dialed  Constance.  As  the  phone 
buzzed  while  she  waited,  Louise 
knew  a  vast  delight.  Loneliness 
was  flying  away.  Once  more  she 
had  something  to  contribute  to 
the  world  that  had  been  bent  on 
passing  her  by. 


The  spirit 
More  easily 
Than  flesh  is  bruised  and  hurt. 
And  only  touch  of  love  can  heal 
The  wound. 


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Relief  Society  Presidents  come  in  assorted  sizes  and  shapes. 

Bishops  revere  them,  stake  presidents  honor  them — husbands  put  up  with 
them. 

One  of  the  prime  requisites  for  her  job  is  a  strong  back  and  a  pair  of 
willing  hands.  She  is  endlessly  toting  things  like  turkeys,  boxes — always 
full — chairs,  dishes,  trees,  casseroles — and  occasionally — babies. 

The  trunk  of  her  car  rotates  between  looking  like  the  inside  of  a  super- 
market, a  moving  van,  a  china  closet,  a  junk  collector,  and  a  rag  bag. 

Some  Relief  Society  presidents  are  well-organized,  some  are  half-organ- 
ized, and  some  just  "play  it  by  ear."  All  end  up  with  approximately  the 
same  results. 

Relief  Society  presidents  probably  appreciate  their  families  more  than  any 
other  women  on  earth — because  their  moments  are  so  precious.  Each 
day  is  a  challenge,  to  accomplish  the  impossible  and  still  be  home  in  time 
to  meet  that  2:45  school  bus. 

All  Relief  Society  presidents  are  most  comfortable  on  their  knees.  And 
few  there  are  who  are  not  on  very  intimate  terms  with  their  Heavenly 
Father. 

Discouragement  is  her  greatest  enemy.  Faith,  her  best  friend. 

She  is  qualified  for  nothing  in  particular  and  everything  in  general. 

She  is  part  business  executive,  janitor,  teacher,  psychologist,  speech  maker, 
counselor,  cook,  and  defender. 

Her  chief  feminine  virtues  must  be  compassion,  wisdom,  enthusiasm,  and 
courage. 

Relief  Society  presidents  are  a  peculiar  breed  of  womanhood.  To  them, 
a  confidence  is  a  sacred  trust,  a  problem,  something  that  can  be  over 
come. 

No  Relief  Society  president  ever  concerns  herself  with  the  prestige  of  her 
position,  she  is  much  too  busy. 

Once  in  a  while,  a  Relief  Society  president  gets  tired,  but  she  never  allows 
it  to  show.  To  do  so  is  fatal.  Rather,  she  quietly  finds  a  day  off  and  spends 
it  praying  for  strength. 

Her  rewards  are  treasures  unperceived  by  others.  These  she  stores  in  the 
very  depths  of  her  soul  to  draw  out  in  quiet  moments  and  enjoy.  A  sister's 
humble  testimony,  a  project  well  done,  a  witness  of  renewed  faith,  a  few 
grateful  tears,  the  touch  of  a  dear  hand,  the  love  she  has  earned  from  her 
faithful  sisters. 


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Young 
Visiting  Teacliing 


Ella    K.    Hundsman 

On  a  beautiful  autumn  day  in 
1963,  two  Relief  Society  visiting 
teachers  knocked  on  the  door  at 
the  home  of  Brother  and  Sister 
Townsend  Sampson  in  Glenwood 
Ward,  Sevier  Stake,  Utah.  Sister 
Sampson  opened  the  door  and 
welcomed  the  teachers  with  a  spe- 
cial greeting,  because  the  Samp- 
sons were  not  able  to  get  out 
much.  However,  this  visit  was  in- 
deed a  surprise.  The  visiting 
teachers  were  Wayne  Oldroyd, 
three  years  old,  son  of  Mr.  and 
Mrs.  Jerold  Oldroyd;  and  Brenda 
Parsons,  four  years  old,  daughter 
of  Mr.  and  Mrs.  M.  L.  Parsons. 

The  teachers  seemed  to  be  well  prepared.  They  had  brought 
Relief  Society  Magazines  with  them,  and  the  message  was  given  in 
much  detail,  and  with  enthusiasm,  although  Brother  Sampson 
remarked  later  that  he  could  not  recall  exactly  what  it  was  about. 
However,  both  Brother  and  Sister  Sampson  knew  that  the  lesson 
was  good,  since  it  came  out  of  The  Relief  Society  Magazine.  The 
children  asked  for  a  pencil  and  wrote  a  message  on  some  paper 
which  they  had  brought  with  them.  Brother  Sampson  said  it  was 
written  in  shorthand. 

Both  children  attend  Relief  Society  meetings  with  their  mothers 
and  enjoy  it  very  much. 


Wayne  Oldroyd  and   Brenda   Parsons,  as  they 
prepare  to  go   Relief  Society  teaching. 


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inside  and  out 


Her  Letter 

Evelyn   Fjeldsted 

The  rose  you  coaxed  and  trained  to  grow. 
Is  rambling  all  along  the  fence; 
The  pansy  plants  from  sheltered  grounds 
Are  radiant  with  shy  eloquence. 

The  perennial  poppy  late  last  fall, 
Sent  the  winds  to  carry  seed, 
And  tiny  plants  are  thriving  now, 
Where  only  rain  could  meet  their  need. 

The  leaves  have  cast  their  summer  show, 
With  scintillating  lights  and  shade. 
And  honeysuckle  trumpets  blow  perfume, 
Down  where  the  garden  rocks  were  laid. 

When  evening  shadows  softly  fall, 
Sleepy  songbirds  seem  to  say. 
The  things  that  I  would  write  to  you  — 
"Come  home  again  —  this  time  to  stay." 


510 


Thoughts  for  a  Summer  Day 

Caroline  Eyring  Miner 

The  Day's  Demands 

""IVTO  man  ever  sank  under  the  burden  of  the  day.  It  is  when  tomorrow's  burden 
■^  ^  is  added  to  the  burden  of  today  that  the  weight  is  more  than  a  man  can  bear." 
These  are  the  words  of  George  MacDonald. 

I  often  marvelled  at  the  ease  with  which  my  mother  could  fall  asleep.  As  soon 
as  her  head  touched  the  pillow  she  was  "dead  to  the  world."  You  might  be  talking  to 
her  one  minute  and  then  you'd  be  startled  to  find  her  sound  asleep  the  next.  It  was 
a  wonderful  quality,  for  she  was  tremendously  vigorous,  never  idle  a  moment  she  was 
awake,  and  she  needed  the  refreshment  of  profound  sleep. 

I  think  it  was  more  than  that  as  I  contemplate  it  now.  She  was  at  peace  with 
the  world  and  with  herself.  During  her  waking  hours  she  did  her  best  at  helping  lift 
the  world's  burdens,  and  she  knew  she  would  do  the  same  on  the  morrow.  She  took 
care  of  the  day's  demands,  and  then  laid  her  burden  down  as  she  did  her  body  at  the 
close  of  day.  She  did  not  need  to  lie  awake  counting  the  undone  tasks  of  an  idle  day, 
nor  the  accumulated  problems  of  many  days  past  or  to  come. 

"Cast  Thy  Bread'' 

/^AST  thy  bread  upon  the  water,  and  after  many  days  it  shall  return  to  you  multiplied 
^-^  many  fold.     Such  is  the  general  message  of  a  bit  of  scripture. 

I  can  think  of  many  examples  of  this.  When  I  was  a  little  girl,  mother  would 
send  me  to  my  aunt's  for  a  start  of  live  yeast  when  her  own  had  died  out.  Then,  in 
due  course,  mother's  yeast  was  the  mother  lode  for  many  neighborly  starts.  When  her 
own  yeast  gave  out,  she  borrowed  from  one  who  had  borrowed  a  start  from  her. 

Much  earlier  than  this,  a  similar  cycle  went  on  with  fire.  You  lighted  another's 
fire  only  to  find  that  that  person  eventually  returned  the  favor  to  you,  when  your 
flaming  torch  turned  to  gray  ashes. 

Many  times  I  have  given  geranium  starts,  or  chrysanthemum  starts  to  my  neigh- 
bors, and  in  a  few  seasons  have  found  my  bread  coming  back  to  me  many  fold  when 
my  starts  were  gone,  and  their  starts  supplied  my  garden. 

Too  Great  Expectations 

OOME  people  are  perpetually  disappointed  in  the  actions  of  their  fellow  men.  They 
^  expect  more  of  them  than  they  get,  or  than  it  is  possible  for  them  to  do.  Parents 
are  sometimes  unrealistic  in  their  expectations  of  their  children's  accomplishments.  They 
seem  to  expect  adult  accomplishments  from  them,  as  indicated  by  the  fact  that  they 
exhort  them  to  "be  like  daddy,"  or  "be  a  little  lady,"  or  "that's  a  little  man,"  or 
"that's  a  little  lady."  Instead  of  just  "great  expectations,"  we  sometimes  expect  too 
great  expectations. 

It  is  wise  to  be  realistic  and  not  expect  too  much  from  others  —  adults  or  chil- 
dren. "Remember  they  aren't  much  better  than  you  are,"  I  heard  it  quipped  recently. 
Greater  harmony  may  be  expected  in  our  homes  with  more  tolerance  and  with  realistic 
expectations. 

To  expect  too  little  of  children  is  unwise,  of  course.  To  do  things  for  them  because 
they  cannot  meet  expected  adult  standards  is  crippling.  How  else  can  they  learn, 
except  by  doing  and  by  doing  at  their  own  level?  Expectations,  with  just  a  little  reach 
for  accomplishment,  are  the  ideal.  If  Judy  can  do  a  satisfactory  job  of  washing  the 
silverware,  she  may  be  expected  to  advance  to  plates  and  cups,  and  if  Ray  can  keep 
his  bed  made,  he  can  be  expected  to  vacuum  his  room  and  keep  it  straightened  up. 
Expectations,  but  not  unrealistic  or  too  great  expectations,  are  the  desirable  goal. 

511 


as  a  wa  y  of  life 


Margaret  F.  Maxwell 


I  T  seems  in  the  past  few  years  you 
can  hardly  open  the  pages  of  a 
favorite  magazine  or  newspaper  with- 
out being  bombarded  with  some 
new,  magical,  and  presumably  pain- 
less way  to  slim  down  overnight 
from  size  i8i/^  to  a  trim  12.  You 
are  cajoled  by  glamorous  "before" 
and  ''after"  pictures,  and  frightened 
by  terrifying  statistics.  And  so,  reso- 
lutely, you  embark  on  the  banana 
and  skim  milk,  the  prune  and  cot- 
tage cheese,  or  the  high-fat,  low- 
calorie  diet.  You  count  calories 
grimly  for  a  few  painful  days  or 
weeks,  lose  a  few  pounds  and  then 
weaken  —  and  presto!  You  are  right 
back  where  you  were  to  start  with. 

"Oh,  well,"  you  sigh.  "Being  fat 
runs  in  the  family."  Or,  better 
still,  "I  eat  absolutely  nothing!  And 
still  I  put  on  weight." 

Is  this  the  story  of  your  life?  If 
you  have  been  using  these  excuses 


for  allowing  those  extra  pounds  to 
creep  up  on  you,  ever  so  gradually, 
over  the  years,  it's  time  you  took  a 
good  look  at  yourself  in  the  mirror, 
and  then  decided  once  and  for  all 
to  do  something  about  it  —  and 
permaiieiifly.  Being  overweight  is 
simply  a  matter  of  taking  into  your 
body  more  food  than  it  requires. 
Unneeded  food  is  stored  by  your 
body  as  fat.  And,  on  the  other 
hand,  if  you  eat  less  than  your  body 
requires,  you  are  bound  to  lose 
weight.    It  is  as  simple  as  that. 

You  need  not  take  a  calorie  list 
to  meals  with  you,  or  meticulously 
put  down  the  calorie  count  of  every 
bite  you  put  into  your  mouth. 
Learn  a  few  basic  principles  of  right 
living,  plus  a  few  easy  "tricks  of  the 
trade,"  and  you're  on  your  way  to 
vibrant  health  and  a  new,  slim  fig 
ure. 


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DIET  AS  A  WAY  OF   LIFE 


First  of  all,  don't  make  dieting  so 
unpleasant  that  it  becomes  a  regime 
to  which  vou  cannot  stick.  Your 
new  diet  pattern  must  become 
a  way  oi  life,  a  new  set  of  habits 
that  you  will  maintain  pcnnancutly, 
not  just  for  a  ten  weeks'  crash  pro- 
gram, after  which  you  heave  a  sigh 
of  relief  and  go  back  to  your  old 
eating  habits  (and,  incidentally,  your 
old  weight).  So  if  you  don't 
already  know  them,  start  by  getting 
acquainted  with  the  four  basic  food 
groups:  milk,  meat  and  eggs,  vege- 
tables and  fruits,  and  bread  and 
cereals.  Foods  chosen  from  each  of 
these  groups  should  be  included  in 
your  new  diet  program  each  day, 
both  to  maintain  that  glow  of  health 
that  makes  life  worth  living,  and  to 
help  take  off  weight  and  keep  it  off. 


Group  i:  Milk.  Weight  watchers 
favor  skim  milk,  either  liquid  or 
powdered,  a  pint  (or  its  powdered 
equivalent )  each  day.  If  you  simply 
don't  like  skim  milk,  don't  despair. 
Add  powdered  skim  milk,  at  least 
one-half  cup  to  other  foods  on  your 
menu  during  the  day.  Mix  it  with 
whole-grain  hot  cereal;  stir  it  up  in 
cottage  cheese,  or  treat  yourself  to 
a  "malt"  about  a  half-hour  before 
mealtime  to  cut  down  your  appetite. 
Make  it  this  way:  To  one  glass  of 
hot  water  (as  hot  as  you  enjo) 
drinking),  add  one-half  cup  pow- 
dered skim  milk.  Stir  briskly  until 
dissolved.  Add  eight  drops  non- 
caloric  liquid  sweetener  (a  real  boon 
to  weight-watchers),  and  cinnamon 
and  nutmeg  to  taste.  Try  it!  It's 
so  delicious  you'll  have  the  whole 
family  joining  you,  and  they'll  never 
believe  how  few  calories  it  contains. 

Cheese  is  also  included  in  Group 
1.  Cottage  cheese,  the  dieter's  old 
standby,  makes  a  good  addition  for 


lunch,  with  or  without  fruit,  either 
as  a  salad  or  plain. 

Group  2:  Meat  and  Eggs.  Get 
into  the  habit  of  eating  a  boiled  or 
poached  egg  for  breakfast  each 
morning.  Do  you  know  that  you  can 
double  your  egg  calorie  count  simply 
by  scrambling  or  frying  it?  As  with 
the  much  maligned  potato  and 
bread,  it  is  what  you  put  on  it  that 
counts!  Preferably  at  dinner,  in- 
clude one  small  serving  of  lean  meat. 
Beef,  lamb,  and  poultry  rate  lower 
on  the  calorie  scale  than  does  pork, 
and  liver  is  exceedingly  nutritious, 
as  well  as  low  in  calories.  But  throw 
away  your  frying  pan!  Roast,  braise, 
boil,  or  broil  all  cuts  of  meat  for 
minimum  calories. 

Group  3:  Vegetables  and  Fruits. 
Go  heavy  on  greens!  With  the  ex- 
ception of  green  peas,  the  green  and 
the  leafy  vegetables  and  tomatoes 
are  so  low  in  calories  that  you  can 
practically  stuff  yourself  and  not 
gain  weight.  But  caution.  Put  a 
teaspoon  of  butter  on  your  aspara- 
gus, two  tablespoons  of  mayonnaise 
on  your  chef's  salad  bowl,  and  you 
may  as  well  stop  deceiving  yourself 
about  being  on  a  diet.  If  you  are 
one  of  those  who  think  there  is  no 
use  even  tasting  a  green  salad  unless 
there  is  plenty  of  dressing  on  it, 
here  are  a  few  hints.  First,  try  \'Our 
salad  (particularly  coleslaw)  with 
plain  salt  and  vinegar,  or  salt  and 
lemon  juice  as  a  seasoning.  If  that 
doesn't  appeal  to  you,  you  might 
try  either  of  the  following  low-cal- 
orie mayonnaise  substitutes.  The 
first  is  simple.  It  can  be  mixed  on 
the  spot  as  you  make  your  salad. 

LOW-CALORIE    MAYONNAISE 

Blend  together  y2  cup  skim  milk, 
%  tsp.  mayonnaise,  and  1  tsp.  salt. 


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JULY  1964 

Pour  over  shredded  cabbage  or  other  dates,  figs,  raisins,  and  prunes;  they 

greens  and  toss  to  blend  flavors.  are  high  in  calories,  and  when  eat- 

Thc  second  recipe  has  the  unbe-  ing  canned  fruit  packaged  in  syrup, 

lievably  low  total  of  three  calories  pour  off  the  syrup  before  eating  the 

per  teaspoon  of  dressing.  fruit. 

Group  4:  Bread  and  Cereals.  Each 

THREE-CALORIE  MAYONNAISE  day  you   may   include  either  three 

slices  of  whole  wheat  bread  or  two 

Beat  one  egg.  Add  V4  cup  vine-  slices  of  bread  and  one  serving  of 
gar,  1  %  tsp.  salt,  1  tbsp.  mustard,  whole-grain  cooked  cereal.  You  may 
and  1  tsp.  liquid  non-caloric  sweet-  allow  yourself  up  to  three  teaspoons 
ener  (or  6  saccharin  tablets  dis-  of  butter  or  substitute  during  the 
solved  in  vinegar) .  Beat  until  course  of  the  day;  part  of  your  allow- 
frothy.  Add  ^/^  cup  mineral  oil,  a  ance  may  be  used  on  bread,  and 
little  at  a  time,  beating  thoroughly  part  as  a  seasoning  for  vegetables, 
after  each  addition.  Continue  beat- 
ing until  mixture  is  very  thick  and  That  is  all  there  is  to  it!  Learn 
will  stand  up  in  a  rounded  peak,  to  be  satisfied  with  small  servings 
Add  more  vinegar,  salt,  or  sweet-  of  the  basic  foods;  cut  off  visible  fat, 
ener  to  taste.  Add  more  mineral  pour  off  syrup  from  fruit,  and, 
oil  to  make  about  1  pint  dressing,  please,  no  seconds!  Dieting  is  never 
If  stored  in  refrigerator,  it  will  keep  easy  at  first;  you  have  become 
indefinitely.  accustomed  to  loading  your  stomach 

So  fill  up  on  greens!  Make  a  big  with  excess  food  for  so  long  that  by 
green  salad  your  mainstay  for  lunch,  now  it  is  probably  stretched.  For 
and  eat  cooked  or  raw  tomatoes,  a  few  days  or  weeks,  it  will  expect 
asparagus,  green  beans,  spinach,  or  and  demand  its  usual  oversupply  of 
other  green  vegetables  for  dinner,  food.  But  if  you  are  determined. 
But  you  need  not  omit  the  heavier  in  a  few  days  you  will  find  that 
vegetables  entirely.  Occasionally,  in-  smaller  helpings  of  food  will  satisfy 
elude  a  small  serving  of  beets,  car-  you.  Eat  slowly;  take  time  to  en- 
rots,  green  peas,  and  squash  as  varia-  joy  your  food.  This,  too,  helps  to 
tions  on  your  vegetable  menu.  A  give  you  that  full  feeling, 
small  baked  or  boiled  potato  seas-  You  may  eat  your  daily  allotment 
oned  with  salt  and  a  teaspoon  or  of  food  at  any  time  of  the  day  you 
less  of  butter  or  other  shortening  wish;  however,  common  sense  will 
may  also  be  a  part  of  your  diet  each  tell  you  that  if  your  food  is  divided 
day.  prettv   evenly   among   three   meals. 

Fruits  are  essential  for  the  dieter,  vou  will  get  through  your  day  with 
both  for  food  value  and  to  serve  as  less  hunger  and  more  energy, 
a  pleasant  substitute  for  rich,  heavy  But  remember  —  this  eating  pat- 
desserts,  which  as  you  know  have  tern  is  not  a  trick  diet  guaranteed 
no  place  at  any  time  in  a  reducing  to  take  off  twenty-five  pounds  in  two 
diet.  Include  each  day  one  serving  months.  This  is  a  new  way  of  life, 
of  citrus  fruit  or  juice,  or  a  cup  of  and  you  must  adopt  it  with  the 
tomato  juice.  You  may  also  enjoy  determination  that  you  are  never 
one  or  two  small  servings  of  fresh  going  back  to  your  old  eating  habits 
or  canned  fruit  besides  this.    Avoid  again.    While  you  are  tr^ang  to  lose 

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weight    (and    do   check   with  your  powdered   whipped   milk  topping 

doctor    before    starting    any    diet), 

you  must  not  only  eat  the  essential  '/^  c.  ice  water 

foods  specified,  but  you  must  also  Vi  c.  powdered  milk 

absolutely  omit  (no  cheating  now)  '/^  c.  sugar,  or  i  tbsp.  liquid  uon-caloric 

candy,   sodas,   sundaes,   soft   drinks,  sweetener,  or  24  tablets  saccharin 

rich   desserts,   cream,   gravy,   olives,  -  *^^^P-  ^^"^^n  juice 

bacon  and  other  fat  meat,  and  all 

fried  foods.     And  hold  to  an  abso-  p^ill  small   bowl  and  beater   m 

lute  mmimum  anv  use  of  sugar  and  refrigerator  for  one  half  hour  before 

salad  dressing  mixing.     Put  ice  water  and  pow- 

Between  meals  nibbling?  Some-  ^^red  milk  in  bowl.  Beat  until  fluffy, 
times  It  can  be  helpful,  if  you  nibble  Gradually  add  sugar,  and  then  add 
the  right  things  at  the  right  time.  ^^"^^^  i^^ce.  Let  stand  in  refriger- 
About  a  half  hour  before  mealtime  ^^^^  ^  ^^w  minutes  before  using, 
(especially  if  you  are  feeling  par-  ^akes  one  cup  whipped  "cream." 
ticularly  famished),  try  a  steaming  So,  finally,  you  have  your  weight 
cup  of  beef  or  chicken  bouillon;  it  down  to  the  desired  level.  It  has 
has  only  seven  calories  to  the  cup.  been  a  long  struggle,  and  you  cer- 
Or,  once  a  day,  a  powdered  milk  tainly  don't  want  to  have  to  go 
"malt."  These  may  help  you  to  through  that  again.  So,  how  are 
hold  the  line  at  mealtime,  and  say  you  going  to  hold  the  line?  First 
"no"  more  easily  to  the  temptation  of  all,  if  you  don't  now  own  a  bath- 
foods.  And,  for  a  bedtime  snack,  room  scale,  invest  in  one,  if  possible, 
a  tall  glass  of  hot  lemonade  sweet-  And  once  you  have  your  weight 
ened  with  saccharin  is  a  warming  down  to  where  you  want  it,  get 
and  cheering  way  to  end  your  day.  "ito  the  habit  of  stepping  on  the 

And,  when  cooking,  particularly  scale  to  check  yourself  once  each 
desserts,  get  into  the  habit  of  mak-  day.  Make  it  the  same  time  every 
ing  a  few  substitutions  which  ma-  day,  as  your  weight  fluctuates 
terially  cut  the  calorie  count  of  normally  from  two  to  three  pounds 
dishes  without  altering  their  taste  during  the  course  of  the  day.  Prob- 
or  appearance.  In  virtually  all  reci-  ably  your  most  flattering  time  to 
pes,  skim  milk  can  be  substituted  weigh  will  be  first  thing  in  the 
for  whole  milk,  and  evaporated  milk  morning  before  breakfast.  Tlien,  if 
can  be  substituted  for  cream,  reduc-  you  discover  that  you  have  put  on 
ing  not  only  the  calorie  count  but  a  pound,  do  something  about  it  im- 
the  cost  of  the  dish.  For  high  mediately.  Don't  wait  until  the 
calorie  dairy  sour  cream,  substitute  pound  has  become  ten.  It's  no  chore 
a  like  amount  of  evaporated  milk  to  take  off  one  pound,  but  it  can  be 
soured  by  the  addition  of  one  table-  real  misery  to  get  rid  of  more, 
spoon  of  vinegar  for  each  cup  of  Good  luck  to  you  on  your  new 
milk.  Sour  milk  may  be  made  in  program!  And  as  your  scales  and 
the  same  way,  by  the  addition  of  your  mirror  tell  you  of  new  beauty 
one  tablespoon  of  vinegar  to  one  and  the  robust  energy  and  health 
cup  of  skim  milk.  And,  when  a  that  goes  with  right  choice  of  foods, 
recipe  calls  for  whipped  cream,  sub-  vou  will  be  glad  you  stopped  count- 
stitute  whipped  powdered  milk  ing  calories  and  got  acquainted,  in- 
made  as  follows:  stead,  with  good  nutrition. 


515 


How 
to 

Remodel 

a 

Fitted 


Suit 


Bonnie  S,  Hansen 


I  had  such  a  nice  Tattersall  plaid 
suit.  The  jacket  was  not  worn 
badly,  and  when  we  moved  to  a 
much  colder  climate,  my  need 
for  winter  clothes  increased.  I 
had  pondered  over  and  over  the 
problem  of  this  fitted  jacket, 
which  had  shoulder  pads  and 
wide  shoulder  seams. 

One  day  I  took  a  piece  of  tai- 
lor's chalk  and  started  to  mark 
where  I  would  like  to  change  the 
jacket,  and  this  diagram  repre- 
sents the  resulting  outline. 

I  removed  all  the  buttons, 
sleeves,  and  collar,  and  altered 
the  front  as  illustrated  in  the  dia- 
gram. 

Now  the  remodeled  new  jacket 
and  the  altered  skirt  make  a  very 
useful  outfit  which  is  quite  styl- 
ish. 

The  old  skirt  needed  a  slight 


alteration.  It  had  a  3-inch  side 
vent  on  each  side,  and  I  sewed  up 
these  opanings.  Also,  it  had  to  be 
taken  in  a  little  on  the  hips  for 
a  better  fit.  The  top,  or  weskit, 
as  it  turned  out  to  be,  was  faced 
with  the  same  material  as  was 
used  in  making  a  new  blouse  to 
go  with  the  outfit.  The  color  used 
for  the  blouse  and  facing  matched 
one  of  the  colors  prominent  in 
the  plaid.  I  top-stitched  the  wes- 
kit all  around  the  edges,  but  it 
could  have  been  made  so  that  a 
narrow  edge  of  the  facing  might 
be  seen  on  the  outside.  New  but- 
tons in  a  color  to  match  the  facing 
were  used.  In  the  plaid  design  of 
my  suit,  the  background  color  was 
navy  blue,  with  a  small  plaid  of 
red  and  gray,  and  I  used  red  fac- 
ing for  the  weskit,  red  material 
for  the  blouse,  and  red  buttons. 


516 


''Train  Up  a  Child" 

Dorothy  Hicks 

T  RAIN  up  a  child  in  the  way  he  should  go,"  the  book  of  Proverbs  instructs,  "and 
when  he  is  old,  he  will  not  depart  therefrom." 

My  husband  and  I  unwittingly  put  this  instruction  to  the  test  recently  and  found 
that  it,  like  the  other  instructions  given  in  the  scriptures,  really  works. 

We  had  occasion  to  go  out  early  one  evening,  and  left  instructions  with  the  baby 
sitter  to  put  the  children  to  bed.  It  was  late  when  we  returned  home,  and  all  three 
pajama-clad  cherubs  were  snuggled  under  their  blankets,  sound  asleep. 

Peace!  It's  wonderful!  we  thought.  For  once  we  could  get  a  good  night's  sleep! 

Unfortunately,  my  husband  tripped  over  a  chair  in  the  dark  and  awakened  the  baby, 
who  had  to  be  quieted  with  cuddling  and  a  bottle.  This  accomplished,  we  again 
headed  for  the  bedroom  and  that  longed-for  good  night's  sleep. 

Just  as  Morpheus  was  about  to  carry  us  off,  a  pair  of  plastic-soled  feet  came  pat- 
tering toward  our  room.  They  belonged  to  our  three-year-old  daughter,  who  whimpered 
that  she  had  had  a  bad  dream  and  wanted  to  make  sure  mommy  and  daddy  were  home. 
She  was  reassured  that  all  was  well  and  was  requested  to  go  back  to  bed. 

"But  I  can't,  Mommy,"  she  said.     "I  haven't  said  my  prayers  yet." 

There  in  the  darkness,  we  knelt  together  to  help  her  thank  her  Heavenly  Father 
for  her  blessings  and  ask  his  protecting  care  over  her  during  the  night.  When  the 
prayer  was  finished,  she  pattered  back  to  her  bed  and  fell  peacefully  asleep. 

Iler  parents  knelt  a  moment  longer  to  thank  the  Lord  for  this  example  of  a  child's 
faith,  and  to  request  continued  guidance  in  training  up  this  child  and  her  brothers  in 
the  way  they  should  go,  so  that  when  they  are  old,  they  will  not  depart  therefrom. 


Grandmother's  Chair 

Carolle  Denton 

In  the  rhythm 

Of  the  heartbeat, 

Feel  the  rocking  of  the  chair. 

To  the  anthem 

Of  remembrance, 

Dream  your  dreams  while  rocking  there. 

Love  abiding, 

Fears  go  hiding, 

When  the  rocking  tune  is  sung. 

Movement  sighing, 

Lullabying, 

Rocking  chair  for  old  and  young. 


517 


m 


Delilah  Davis  Pike  —  Her  Hobbies  Bring  Happiness 

Delilah  Davis  Fuller  Pike,  Salt  Lake  City,  Utah,  has  made  a  lifetime  hobby  of 
making  articles  of  exquisite  handicraft.  She  is  an  expert  in  designing  and  stitching 
quilts,  and  her  afghans  display  a  discriminating  use  of  color  and  integration  of 
patterns.  She  crochets  bedspreads,  tablecloths,  doilies,  and  edgings  in  intricate 
and  lovely  designs,  many  of  them  being  her  own  creations.  She  has  made  many 
decorative  pillows  and  other  gift  items.  At  present  she  is  completing  a  project  of 
making  a  quilt  for  each  of  her  five  daughters.  Much  of  her  work  has  been  con- 
tributed to  the  displays  for  bazaars  in  the  Eleventh  Ward  of  Grant  Stake.  She  has 
served  as  a  visiting  teacher  for  more  than  fifty  years.  Her  home  and  her  garden 
are  beautifully  cared  for,  and  she  takes  special  pride  in  growing  roses. 


518 


The  Sego  Lily 


-  Flower  of  the  Pioneers 

Celia  Luce 


The  people  were  hungry.  It  was  early  spring  in  1848  in  Salt  Lake 
Valley.  Nearly  2,000  pioneers  had  very  little  food  and  faced  starvation. 

The  Indians  were  hungry,  too.  They  dug  thistle  roots  and  the 
sweet  bulb  of  the  sego  lily.  Hungry  pioneers  watched  them  and  began 
digging  the  sego  bulbs,  also. 

The  sego  lily  was  used  for  food  by  pioneers  in  early  settlements 
all  over  the  State.  My  grandmother,  Lorena  Washburn  Larsen,  lived 
in  early  days  in  Manti.  In  her  autobiography  she  describes  how  they 
used  to  dig  the  sego  bulbs. 

"In  my  childhood  days  our  whole  group  of  children  used  to  go 
east  of  town,  each  carrying  a  sego  digger.  It  was  a  piece  of  wood 
sharpened  on  one  end,  and  flat  on  the  other.  We  would  go  just  east 
of  town  and  look  for  segos,  which  were  quite  plentiful.  When  we 
found  them  we  each  went  to  digging  by  putting  the  sharp  end  of  the 
stick  into  the  ground  close  beside  the  sego  and  pressing  down  on  the 
flat  end  of  the  digger.  .  .  .  When  the  stick  was  far  enough  in  the 
ground  to  suit  us,  we  just  pushed  it  to  one  side,  and  up  came  the 
segos.  Then  we  ate  them.  Oh,  how  we  enjoyed  hunting  them." 

In  Utah  this  lovely  flower,  the  State  flower,  is  called  the  sego 
lily.  In  most  of  the  West  it  is  called  the  mariposa  lily.  Mariposa 
means  butterfly  in  Spanish. 

Sego  or  mariposa  lilies  come  in  many  shades.  Utah's  state 
flower  has  the  scientific  name  of  Calochortus  nuttallii.  Some  of  the 
bright  lavender  or  red-orange  ones  are  named  Calochortus  Kennedyi. 
Under  any  name  it  is  a  beautiful  flower. 


519 


I'm 
Writing 


Five 
Books 


Janice  Dixon 

Look  at  my  book!"  my  four-year- 
old  son,  Danny,  might  say  to  you 
if  you  were  a  visitor  in  our  home. 
He  is  very  proud  of  his  book,  a 
book  all  about  him.  You  would  be 
lucky  to  get  away  without  seeing  all 
five  scrapbooks,  one  for  each  of  our 
children. 

Just  another  photo  album,  you 
might  say.  It  is  a  photo  album,  but 
we  use  heavy,  bound  scrapbooks  and 
make  them  an  up-to-date  life  cover- 
age of  each  child  separately.  This 
way  there  is  no  fighting  for  pictures 
when  the  children  get  older.  We 
divide  the  pictures  equally  now.  We 
also  include  important  happenings 


in  their  lives,  such  as  birth  certifi- 
cates (photostats),  blessings,  spe- 
cial letters  from  grandparents,  and 
an  anecdotal  history  of  each  child. 

In  Danny's  book  you  might  read: 
"Today  your  father  went  in  a  plane 
to  New  Mexico.  Danny  watched 
the  plane  soar  into  the  sky.  'Where's 
Daddy  going?'  he  asked.  'Down  to 
New  Mexico,'  I  answered.  'No, 
Mommy,  he's  going  up  to  New 
Mexico.'  " 

We  are  careful  to  include  full 
dates  on  every  picture  and  incident. 

First  words  are  interesting  to  all 
children,  they  want  to  know  exact- 
ly what  they  did  when  they  were 


520 


I'M  WRITING  FIVE  BOOKS 


babies.  Writing  them  at  once  in 
their  scrapbooks  taxes  the  parents' 
memories  less,  and  the  httle  stories 
can  be  told  the  same  way  twice  and 
not  forgotten. 

Charles,  now  eight,  still  giggles 
over  the  story  he  wrote  when  he  was 
two  and  a  half,  about  his  grass- 
hopper: 

My  Daddy  bring  me  a  grasshopper. 

My  grasshopper  jumps  on  the  rug. 

No,  no,  Ste'en.  Don't  eat  my  grasshopper. 

My  put  my  grasshopper  in  bottle.  .  .  . 

My  grasshopper  eats  grass. 

My  give  my  grasshopper  more  grass. 

Where  my  grasshopper? 

No,  no,  Ste'en.  Don't  eat  my  grasshopper. 

No,  no,  Ste'en. 

My  grasshopper  —  all  gone. 

When  our  fifth  baby  was  born, 
we  wrote  each  of  the  children's  re- 
actions to  him  and  included  them 
in  each  scrapbook.  It  read  some- 
thing like  this:  ''Today  we  brought 
Douglas  home  from  the  hospital. 
Two-year-old  Lucy  ran  to  the  car  to 
meet  us  and  thought  it  was  won- 
derful that  we  brought  a  little  doll 
for  her.  Then  he  cried,  and  it  took 
us  some  time  before  she  would  come 
close  to  him  again.  Four-year-old 
Danny  was  also  pleased  with  the 
baby  and  wants  to  hold  him  all  the 
time.  Six-year-old  Steven  doesn't 
admit  that  he  likes  the  new  baby, 
but  he  has  brought  eleven  of  his 
friends  in  to  see  him  with  the  an- 
nouncement, 'Look  what  mama 
layed!'  Eight-year-old  Charles  fig- 
ures it's  an  everyday  occurrence,  and 
after  one  look  at  the  baby,  he 
shrugged,  'Just  what  I  expected,'  and 
went  off  to  play." 

We  try  to  include  one  or  two  of 
the  children's  best  drawings  for  each 


\car.  The  rest  of  the  pictures  and 
drawings  are  very  carefully  glued  in- 
to an  old  magazine  which  gives  each 
one  his  own  inexpensive,  yet  perma- 
nent scrapbook  of  drawings. 

I  was  getting  ready  for  a  party.  I 
made  a  special  apple  pudding  des- 
sert which  Charles  especially  likes. 
''Mother,"  he  said,  "when  are  vou 
going  to  start  that  recipe  book?" 
What  recipe  book?  "When  I  get 
married  I  want  my  wife  to  know 
exactly  what  I  like!"  And  so,  we 
have  added  special  recipes  to 
Charles'  book. 

The  children  have  used  their 
scrapbooks  so  much  that  they  have 
torn  some  of  the  pages  in  the  books. 
Celluloid  tape  becomes  brittle  with 
time,  but  I  have  learned  one  good 
way  to  repair  these  books,  and  all 
other  books.  Use  plastic  glue  and 
paste  it  on  the  tear.  Put  wax  paper 
on  both  sides  and  close  the  book. 
Let  it  dry  over  night.  Then  just  peel 
off  the  wax  papers  and  the  tear  is 
fixed,  stronger  than  -before.  The 
books  are  used  so  often  that  the 
regular  mounting  corners  do  not 
hold.  We  glue  the  items  in  perma- 
nently and  use  the  mounting  corn- 
ers only  for  color  and  decoration. 

We  include  the  child's  ancestral 
history,  with  pictures  as  far  back  as 
we  can  collect.  Because  each  child 
was  named  for  someone  in  our  fam- 
ily, we  tell  them  stories  about  their 
namesakes,  and  write  it  in  their 
books.  We  want  our  children  to 
be  proud  of  their  names  and  their 
heritage.  We  feel  we  have  ac- 
complished this  partly  through  the 
individual  books  for  each  of  our 
children. 


521 


SOMEONE  has  said,  "Age  is  a  state  of  mind."  Age  is  also  the  total  of  life's  knowl- 
edge and  aehievcment.  Its  tempo,  gauged  to  the  needs  of  each  individual,  meas- 
ures earefully  every  thought  and  effort  toward  the  progress  of  oneself  and  the  serviee  he 
has  rendered  to  others,  bringing  into  balanee  all  qualities  of  mind  and  character  employed. 

We  must  live  life  fully  to  give  reason  to  our  existence.  Charity,  love,  faith,  and 
tolerance  are  the  essential  qualities  which  strengthen  our  understanding. 

Acceptance  of  life's  problems,  with  a  full  attempt  at  solution,  increases  mental  and 
emotional  stature.  Prayer,  our  definite  link  with  God,  will,  when  the  time  is  right, 
bring  enlightenment  and  inspiration. 

Through  the  span  of  trial  and  error,  we  reach  the  "golden  years,"  the  sum  of  our 
learning  to  endure  and  the  progress  of  our  aims  and  desires  for  the  benefit  of  ourselves 
and  our  fellow  men.  Thus,  the  covenant  in  our  second  estate  has  been  fulfilled  and 
eternit)/  beckons. 

Life's  demands  are  strenuous,  but  God's  plan  told  us  long  ago  that  they  would 
be  —  thus  the  constant  challenge  to  our  existence. 

The  degree  of  grace  employed  in  meeting  our  obligations  will  determine  the  sum 
of  spiritual  strength  and  dignity  —  the  increased  knowledge  and  love  that  we  acquire 
through  our  sacrificial  experience. 

This  will  be  the  essence  of  our  earthly  existence,  added  unto  ourselves,  to  endure 
through  life  eternal  —  a  blessed  privilege. 


Growing  Old 


Lizzie  O.  B.  White 


V^HEN  one  grows  old,  he  cannot  realize  that  time  is  passing  by  so 
rapidly  —  that  minutes,  hours,  days,  and  months  are  measured  now 
by  years. 

Growing  old  should  be  a  beautiful  experience  —  a  sort  of  sunset  to 
a  well-spent  life.  An  instrument  gets  mellower  with  age,  and  the  music 
it  produces  has  a  sweeter  tone.  So  with  man,  a  life  attuned  to  God  is 
sweeter  and  more  meaningful  as  years  pass  by  —  provided  it  has  not  been 
spent  in  thinking  only  of  himself  instead  of  others. 

There  is  an  art  in  growing  old  —  one  should  not  have  a  child's 
mentality,  but  his  humility.  If  one  has  lived  unselfishly  throughout  the 
past,  he  need  not  dread  life's  few  declining  years,  but  welcome  them  to 
take  an  inventory  of  himself.  If  he  finds  that  he  has  fallen  short  in  deeds 
of  usefulness,  it  is  not  too  late  to  ask  the  Lord  to  keep  his  mind  alert,  and 
help  him  to  see  wherein  he  has  erred  in  days  gone  by,  and  thus  prepare 
himself  to  meet  the  test  whenever  the  final  summons  comes. 


522 


Your 

Heart 

to 


Hazel  M 


Under- 
star)  dilif 

.^     '■■■    //^ 

%^'^-      24 

Synopsis:  Selena  and  Belle  Bald- 
win, sisters,  travel  across  the  plains 
with  their  own  outfit,  in  the  company 
of  Lon  Holiday,  captain  of  fifty,  and 
Josiah  Blodgett,  captain  of  ten.  Se- 
lena's fiance  dies  at  Winter  Quarters, 
and  still  bitter  and  sorrowing,  she 
refuses  to  take  an  interest  in  Lon, 
who  has  loved  her  since  their  first 
meeting.  Belle  and  Josiah  are  mar- 
ried immediately  after  the  arrival  of 
the  wagon  train  in  the  Valley  of  the 
Great  Salt  Lake,  and,  later,  they  de- 
cide to  go  to  San  Bernardino,  Cali- 
fornia, with  the  saints  who  plan  to 
settle  there.  Selena  and  Lon  also  are 
in  the  company,  but  are  separated  for 
most  of  the  journey  after  the  division 
of  the  company.  Alfred  Quale,  who 
travels  with  the  Blodgetts  and  Selena, 
continues  an  ardent  courtship  of  Se- 
lena who  appears  to  enjoy  Alfred. 

Chapter  6 

With  the  heat  and  discomforts 
of  desert  travel  behind  them,  the 
Lyman  company  moved  on  in  the 
last  stages  of  the  journey  to 
California.  There  were  new  prob- 
lems, however.  The  way  was 
rough,  tongues  and  reaches  were 
broken  out  of  the  wagons,  and 
stops  had  to  be  made  for  repairs. 


The  timber  along  their  route 
came  in  handy  many  times. 

The  animals  were  greatly 
weakened  by  the  long,  arduous 
trip,  and  sometimes  as  many  as 
twenty  oxen  were  yoked  to  a 
wagon  to  pull  it  over  a  particu- 
larly steep  place.  This,  of  course, 
slowed  the  journey.  Near  the 
end  of  the  trip  Brother  Pratt  and 
his  missionary  group  decided  to 
leave  the  Lyman  group  and  forge 
on  ahead.  He  rode  back  bidding 
goodbye  to  all  with  whom  he  had 
traveled  thus  far. 

"So  you're  going  on  ahead?" 
Josiah  asked,  having  heard  the 
plan. 

"The  other  missionaries  and  I 
are  anxious  to  be  on  our  way. 
Since  there  is  no  particular  rea- 
son for  the  rest  of  you  to  make 
great  haste  now  and  every  reason 
to  give  your  animals  a  little  time 
to  rest  and  eat,  we  are  moving  on 
in  the  morning  to  the  Chino 
Ranch." 

"The  Lord  bless  you.  Brother 
Pratt,"  said  Josiah,  shaking  the 


523 


JULY   1964 


hand  of  this  man  whose  journey 
had  barely  begun. 

"He  always  does,"  answered 
Brother  Parley.  *'Our  appoint- 
ment is  to  teach  the  restored 
gospel  to  those  waiting  to  hear 
it  in  the  Islands  of  the  Sea.  We 
must  get  started  with  all  dili- 
gence as  soon  as  possible." 

"It  takes  great  faith  to  go, 
Brother  Parley." 

"It  will  take  great  faith  to  stay 
in  California  and  build  up  that 
part  of  the  Lord's  vineyard,"  an- 
swered Brother  Pratt.  "It  doesn't 
matter  where  we  labor,  Josiah." 

Selena  sat  nearby,  listening. 
The  words  had  a  familiar  ring. 
She  had  heard  them  many  times 
before,  but  they  had  never  struck 
her  with  such  force.  Nauvoo, 
Great  Salt  Lake,  California,  per- 
haps the  locality  didn't  matter 
nearly  as  much  as  other  things 
which  she  had  been  overlooking. 

Her  mind  was  drawn  back  to 
the  conversation  between  this 
apostle  of  the  Lord  and  her 
brother-in-law. 

"Yes,  we  plan  to  send  a  wagon 
back  with  supplies  as  soon  as  we 
get  to  Los  Angeles,"  Brother 
Pratt  was  saying.  "We  know  how 
low  the  food  supply  is.  It  seems 
a  bit  un-Christian  to  have  such 
concern  for  the  people  far  away 
in  the  Islands  and  at  the  same 
time  fail  to  take  care  of  our  own." 

Josiah  reached  down  from  the 
wagon  and  shook  hands  with  the 
man  on  horseback. 

"Good  luck  to  you,  Josiah. 
May  we  meet  again."  Elder 
Pratt  touched  his  hat  and  nodded 
slightly  toward  Belle  and  Selena. 
They  watched  him  ride  away, 
knowing  they  had  been  in  the 
presence  of  a  great  man. 


The  rich  grasses  were  wel- 
comed by  the  animals,  many  of 
whom  were  so  thin  that  their 
ribs  could  be  counted,  and  by 
their  owners,  giving  them  assur- 
ance that  they  would  have 
enough  animals  to  make  a  be- 
ginning when  they  arrived.  And 
at  long  last  they  did. 

It  was  June  11,  1851,  when  the 
company  paused  on  the  edge  of 
the  San  Bernardino  Valley  and 
began  looking  for  a  place  which 
would  be  their  permanent  settle- 
ment. Food  supplies  were  at  a 
low  ebb,  but  the  missionary  who 
had  gone  ahead  with  Brother 
Pratt  returned  with  his  wagon 
loaded.  The  newcomers  were  as 
interested  in  the  talk  about  their 
entrance  into  California  as  they 
were  in  the  food  he  had  brought. 

"What  are  people  saying? 
What  is  their  attitude?"  The 
questions  were  asked  many  times, 
but  the  missionary  understood, 
knowing  their  concern  as  to 
whether  the  experiences  suffered 
by  Church  members  in  Missouri 
and  Illinois  were  to  be  repeated. 

"The  news  is  good,"  the  mis- 
sionary told  them.  "The  feeling 
seems  to  be  very  favorable  con- 
cerning our  making  a  permanent 
settlement.  The  Angelenos  are 
agreeable,  even  anxious  that  we 
do  stop  in  the  San  Bernardino 
Valley,  thinking  that  it  will  pro- 
vide a  buffer  for  them." 

"Buffer?"  Josiah  replied.  "What 
do  they  mean?" 

"Well,"  replied  the  missionary, 
smiling,  "I've  heard  several  of 
them  say  this  settlement  by  the 
Mormons  is  going  to  be  a  big 
help  in  keeping  the  Indians  from 
sweeping  in  from  their  desert 
haunts   to   plunder   their  settle- 


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YOUR   HEART   TO   UNDERSTANDING 


ments.  You  will  be  between  the 
Indian  territory  and  them,  and 
they  are  taking  some  comfort  in 
this  fact." 

Knowing  Selena's  constant  fear 
of  Indians,  Belle  watched  her  but 
could  tell  little  as  to  whether  the 
missionary's  message  was  having 
much  effect  upon  her.  Outwardly 
Selena  appeared  unmoved  by  the 
words,  which  was  just  as  she 
wished  it  to  be.  She  knew  well 
enough  that,  even  though  the 
long  journey  had  been  completed 
successfully  without  the  loss  of 
one  human  life,  there  were  many 
other  problems  besetting  the 
leaders,  and  her  small  ones  were 
best  kept  to  herself. 

As  the  Lyman  company  caught 
up  with  the  advance  group,  a 
grove  of  sycamores  offered  the 
first  haven  of  shelter  in  Cali- 
fornia to  the  new  settlers.  There 
was  plenty  of  water  and  feed  and 
the  near  -  starved  animals  were 
turned  out  for  their  well-earned 
days  of  eating  and  drinking.  They 
must  be  in  a  condition  to  do  the 
farm  work  that  lay  ahead.  For  the 
leaders  there  was  also  the  im- 
mediate question  of  where  to 
make  the  permanent  settlement. 

"Like  to  come  along,  Lon?" 
asked  Brother  Rich.  "We've  got 
to  see  Williams  as  soon  as  pos- 
sible and  settle  the  details  if  he's 
still  willing  to  sell  his  Chino 
Ranch." 

Lon  wondered  at  Brother  Rich's 
statement.  He  had  thought  the 
purchase  all  but  completed.  Oh, 
he  well  knew  there  was  little 
money  to  complete  the  transac- 
tion, but  Lon  had  not  antici- 
pated any  change  in  the  attitude 
of  the  seller,  as  Brother  Rich  evi- 
dently did.  And  Brother  Rich 
proved  to  be  entirely  correct. 


"Then  you  have  changed  your 
mind  entirely  about  selling  the 
ranch?"  Lon  noted  the  note  of 
deep  disappointment  in  Brother 
Lyman's  voice.  "I  have  your  let- 
ter here,  written  by  your  own 
hand  in  December,  last.  You  were 
more  than  a  little  anxious  to  dis- 
pose of  your  holdings.  Here, 
read  it  for  yourself." 

"I  know  what  it  says,"  Wil- 
liams replied,  brushing  the  prof- 
fered sheet  of  paper  aside,  "that 
T  make  this  proposition  in  conse- 
quence of  ill  health,  and  not 
being  able  to  manage  things  as 
I  would  wish.'  But  the  months 
have  passed,  my  health  is  con- 
siderably improved,  and  as  I 
said,  gentlemen,  I  have  at  the 
present  no  wish  to  sell." 

"Why  can't  we  just  homestead, 
Lon?"  This  was  Belle  talking. 
She  wasn't  ready  even  now, 
thought  Selena,  to  want  to  move 
on  to  land  already  under  culti- 
vation, not  Belle.  If  the  land 
had  ever  felt  the  point  of  an- 
other's plow  it  would  be,  in  a 
measure,  spoiled  for  Belle.  "Why 
can't  we  just  take  up  some  land 
of  our  own?" 

"All  the  productive  land 
around  is  pretty  well  taken  up," 
Lon  replied.  "We  must  have  land 
that  will  sustain  this  large  group 
of  people.  There  is  one  more 
possibility  right  now,  Josiah,"  he 
said,  turning  again  to  her  hus- 
band. 

"J.  D.  Hunter,  who  was  a  cap- 
tain of  the  Battalion,  is  now  In- 
dian Agent  in  Southern  Cali- 
fornia. His  suggestion,  when  he 
met  us  after  leaving  Williams' 
place  yesterday,  was  to  go  see 
the  Lugo  brothers  and  make  an 
offer  for  the  Rancho  San  Ber- 
nardino." 


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JULY   1964 


Belle's  hopes  began  to  rise. 
Not  that  she  was  averse  to  having 
her  baby  in  the  wagon  box.  This 
wouldn't  inconvenience  her  much 
more  than  all  the  traveling  had 
done.  It  was  just  that  she  liked 
things  done  in  an  orderly  fashion, 
and  it  seemed  right  and  proper 
to  her  that  her  child  be  born  in 
the  permanent  settlement,  now 
that  they  had  reached  California, 
and  not  in  some  temporary  camp. 

"You  said  brothers?''  asked 
Josiah.  "Then  that  means  we 
have  more  than  one  to  deal  with 
in  attempting  to  buy  their  land." 

"That's  right,"  agreed  Lon. 
"Hunter  says  there  are  three  of 
them,  Jose  del  Carmen,  Vincente, 
and  Don  Antonio  Maria  Lugo. 
But  he  also  says  that  Don  An- 
tonio is  the  boss  of  the  outfit  and 
what  he  says  goes.  So  all  we 
have  to  do  is  convince  him  that 
the  Mormons  need  his  ranch  more 
than  he  does,  and  after  this  is 
done,  there  is  the  small  matter  of 
getting  the  money  to  make  the 
down  payment." 

Early  in  July  a  copy  of  the  Los 
Angeles  Star  was  circulated 
throughout  the  camp.  The  piece 
in  which  they  were  most  inter- 
ested read: 

The  statement  that  three  hundred 
wagons  from  Deseret  had  arrived  in 
the  Valley  of  San  Bernardino  was  an 
exaggeration.  The  actual  number  is 
one  hundred  forty.  They  are  not  all 
Mormons,  but  many  of  them  are, 
having  crossed  the  plains  in  the  fall 
of  1850  and  wintered  in  Salt  Lake.  A 
large  portion  of  the  Mormons  will 
make  this  Valley  their  permanent  resi- 
dence. A  few  will  go  on  to  the  Sand- 
wich Islands,  while  others  will  locate 
at  San  Diego  from  which  point  the 
supplies  for  the  Salt  Lake  settlements 
will  be  forwarded. 

We  learn  that  they  are  negotiating 
for  the   purchase  of  the   Rancho   San 


Bernardino,  from  the  family  of  Don 
Antonio  Maria  Lugo,  by  whom  it  is 
held.  This  is  the  site  of  the  Old  Mis- 
sion of  San  Bernardino.  Here,  prob- 
ably, this  interesting  people  will  make 
their  first  establishment  on  the  shores 
of   the   Pacific. 

Lon  closed  the  paper  and 
folded  it. 

"This  is  quite  different  from 
the  newspaper  notices  we  re- 
ceived in  Illinois  and  Missouri. 
It  is  a  relief  to  see  this  in  print. 
At  least  we're  not  labeled  unde- 
sirables from  the  start,  though  it 
may  very  well  come  later,"  he 
added. 

"You've  been  pessimistic  about 
this  whole  thing  from  the  begin- 
ning, Lon.  Are  you  sorry  you 
came?"  asked  Josiah. 

Lon  looked  past  Josiah  to  a 
shady  spot  in  the  grove  where  he 
could  see  Selena  and  Alfred  sit- 
ting close  together  on  a  huge  log. 
She  was  laughing  gaily  at  some- 
thing Quale  had  said.  Lon 
watched  for  only  a  brief  moment, 
then  he  looked  again  at  Josiah. 

"Not  sorry,  exactly,  but  I  find 
myself  wondering  whether  I  did 
myself  any  good  in  coming." 

wlosiAH  understood.  "I  don't  un- 
derstand Selena,"  he  said.  "I 
doubt  if  she  understands  herself. 
She  will  say  something  that 
makes  both  me  and  Belle  feel 
that  she's  seen  enough  of  Quale. 
Then  I  see  her  with  him  like  this 
and  wonder  whether  she  will  be 
telling  us  they  are  getting  mar- 
ried." 

"When  that  happens,"  Lon 
said  quietly,  "I'll  take  one  horse 
and  a  pack  and  hit  the  trail  back 
to  Salt  Lake." 

"Lon!  You  wouldn't!  You 
couldn't  pull  out  and  leave  the 
settlement!" 


526 


YOUR    HEART   TO   UNDERSTANDING 


"The  big  job  was  getting  here, 
Josiah.  I  stayed  to  see  that  fin- 
ished. You  say  I  can't  leave. 
When  Selena  decides  to  make  her 
decision,  I've  already  told  her 
this,  that  if  it  is  in  favor  of  Quale, 
Vm  ready  for  the  return  trip." 

A  few  days  later  Lon  left  the 
camp  for  a  time.  He  had  been 
called  to  accompany  the  leaders 
to  the  northern  part  of  the  State 
in  an  effort  to  raise  money  for 
the  down  payment  on  the  ranch. 
Josiah,  too,  had  had  a  chance  to 
make  the  trip  and  would  have 
liked  very  much  to  go,  but 
thoughts  of  Belle  being  left  with- 
out him  at  that  time,  made  him 
decide  to  stay  in  camp  with  her. 

Josiah  thought  it  best  not  to 
mention  to  Belle  that  he  had 
been  asked  to  make  the  trip.  If 
he  gave  the  slightest  inkling  that 
he  wished  to  be  going  along,  he 
knew  how  insistent  she  would  be 
that  he  do  so.  This  was  going  to 
be  his  f.rst  son  (it  had  never  oc- 
curred to  him  that  it  might  be  a 
girl),  and  whether  Belle  thought 
it  was  necessary  or  not  for  him 
to  be  present,  Josiah  had  no  in- 
tention of  being  away  when  his 
son  was  born. 

Keep  your  eyes  open,  Lon," 
Josiah  told  him  on  the  morning 
Lon  rode  over  to  say  goodbye. 
"I've  always  wanted  to  see  some 
of  the  gold  diggings.  How  far  are 
you  going?" 

"There  are  a  number  of  Mor- 
mons working  in  both  San  Fran- 
cisco and  Sacramento.  We  plan 
to  visit  Mormon  Island  and  any 
other  mining  camps  where  we 
hear  of  members  of  the  Church 
being  located." 

Lon  removed  his  right  glove, 
holding  his  reins  lightly  in  his 
left   hand    and   leaned    down    to 


shake  hands  with  Josiah. 

"Good-bye,  Josiah,"  he  said. 
"See  you  in  a  few  weeks." 

"Good-bye,  Lon.  I'll  take  good 
care  of  Selena  while  you  are 
away." 

Lon  replaced  his  glove  and 
glanced  toward  the  wagon  where 
he  could  see  Belle  and  Selena 
watching. 

"I  have  an  idea,"  he  said,  "that 
you're  going  to  have  plenty  of 
help." 

He  touched  his  hat  in  a  fare- 
well gesture  to  the  two  women 
and  rode  off  at  a  gallop.  The 
parting  puzzled  Josiah,  but  then 
he  could  not  know,  and  Lon 
would  be  the  last  to  tell,  of  his 
attempt  to  see  Selena  the  eve- 
ning before. 

Lon  had  decided  that  perhaps 
he  had  been  too  reluctant  to 
make  a  good  fight  for  the  girl  he 
loved.  Yet  he  had  a  great  fear 
of  pushing  himself  in  where  he 
might  not  be  wanted.  Then,  sud- 
denly, he  had  decided  to  make 
an  attempt  to  see  her  alone  be- 
fore he  had  to  leave.  He  had 
shaved,  cleaned  up  the  best  he 
could,  and  walked  through  the 
grove  toward  Josiah's  wagon. 

There  was  a  full  moon  lighting 
the  valley  and  Lon  breathed 
deeply  of  the  fresh  night  air. 
The  white  trunks  of  the  syca- 
mores stood  out  plainly  in  the 
moonlight.  And  then  Lon  saw 
them.  He  hadn't  intended  to 
spy  but  when  he  saw  Quale  take 
Selena  in  his  arms,  Lon  stood 
transfixed.  It  was  a  lingering 
kiss,  and  Lon  suffered  the  agony 
of  every  second.  Then  he  had 
turned,  moving  quickly  and  si- 
lently, glad  that  they  had  not 
noticed  him,  and  returned  to  his 
own  camp  and  a  sleepless  night. 
(To  be  continued) 


527 


Violets  Are  For  Remembrance 

Carol  Mattson 

May  I  relate  my  experience  which  happened  because  of  my  over- 
whelming success  in  following  the  instructions  given  by  Irene  Dunlap 
in  her  article  "Let's  Grow  African  Violets,"  June  1963. 

On  the  death  of  my  sweet  mother  November  12,  1961,  a  dear 
and  thoughtful  neighbor  presented  us  with  a  beautiful,  blooming 
African  violet.  I  gave  it  all  the  tender,  loving  care  to  which  Sister 
Dunlap  referred,  until  approximately  April  1963,  when  I  could  see  all 
my  efforts  were  in  vain  and  unless  something  was  done,  my  plant 
would  not  live  to  continue  to  be  a  living  tribute  to  my  mother.  (The 
Magazine  to  which  I  refer  had  not  yet  been  received  by  me. ) 

I  am  not  one  with  a  green  thumb  and  do  not  have  house  plants, 
but  I  became  attached  to  this  little  plant  as  it  was  an  everyday 
reminder  of  my  mother,  so  I  wanted  desperately  to  have  it  live. 
I  took  it  to  a  specialist  in  the  raising  of  African  violets,  supposing 
it  would  be  no  problem  to  get  a  start.  After  looking  sadly  at  the  plant, 
he  remarked,  "There's  no  life  left  in  this  plant,  why  don't  you  just 
buy  another?"  I  explained  its  importance  to  me  and  was  crushed 
when  he  said,  "They  are  just  like  people,  after  they  get  so  old,  they 
die,  too!" 

I  had  only  one  plant,  and  more  determined  than  ever  I  came 
home  and  cut  the  remaining  leaves  off  and  put  them  in  water,  hoping 
to  get  a  start  within  a  month  or  so,  and  when  I  had  only  one  leaf 
left,  my  Relief  Society  Magazine  came  and  opened  new  avenues  on 
plant  culture  to  me.  I  followed  the  instructions  on  propagation  to  the 
letter,  as  well  as  I  could  with  what  I  had  left  —  one  leaf! 

It  has  taken  many  months  of  tender,  loving  care,  but  I  am  now 
enjoying  the  fruits  of  my  labor,  and  my  plant  has  come  into  its 
own,  and  possibly  this  week  it  will  blossom.  There  are  several  starts 
which  I  am  going  to  take  off  as  instructed. 


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FROM  THE  FIELD 


General  Secretary-Treasurer  Hulda  Parker 


All  material  submitted  for  publication  in  this  department  should  be  sent 
through  stake  and  mission  Relief  Society  presidents.  See  regulations  governing 
the  submittal  of  material  for  "Notes  From  the  Field"  in  the  Magazine  for 
January  1958,  page  47,  and  in  the  Relief  Society  Handbook  of  Instructions, 


RELIEF  SOCIETY  ACTIVITIES 


Minidoka   Stake   (Idaho)    Relief  Society   Presidents   Honored   at 
Visiting  Teachers  Convention,    November   1,    1963 

Left  to  right:  May  Jones,  first  president,  Minidoka  Stake  Relief  Society 
(1924-1942);  Katherine  Barnes  (1944-1954);  Doris  May  (1942-1944);  Bertha 
Burch   (1954-     ). 

Sister  Burch  reports:  "We  feel  that  it  is  quite  unusual  that  in  the  nearly 
forty  years  our  stake  has  been  organized,  there  have  been  only  four  presidents. 
The  three  former  presidents  are  all  living  in  our  stake,  and  each  holds  office 
in  her  respective  ward.  At  our  visiting  teachers  convention,  we  paid  special 
honor  to  our  former  presidents." 


529 


JULY   1964 

Yakima  Stake  (Washington),  Yakima  Ward  Singing  Mothers  Present  Program 
of  Christmas  Music,  December  22,  1963 

Front  row,  left  to  right:  Edith  Dyson,  Evelyn  Smith;  Doloris  Holden; 
Margaret  Webster;  Dorothy  Throssell,  chorister;  Marie  Peyton,  organist;  Edna 
Dearinger;  Jane  Wilks;  Jean  Rude;  Barbara  Blackhurst;  Jeanette  Bowman. 

Back  row,  left  to  right:  Lynn  Bos;  Connie  Creek;  Olga  Paradis;  Mabel 
Brack;  Joan  Balholm;  Carole  Clifton;  Luella  Howell,  President,  Yakima  Ward 
Relief  Society;  Margaret  Nichols;  Rosemary  Coalwell. 

LaVern  G.  Jackson,  President,  Yakima  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports:  "The 
Singing  Mothers  of  Yakima  Ward  presented  a  program  of  Christmas  music, 
December  22,  1963.  At  this  time  the  Christmas  story  was  told  in  scripture  and 
song,  narrated  by  Archie  Buys.  The  Singing  Mothers  also  furnished  the  music 
for  the  Yakima  Stake  service  held  on  Christmas  day.  These  Singing  Mothers 
enjoyed  their  weekly  practices  and  look  forward  to  presenting  the  music  for 
sacrament  meeting  each  month." 

Southern  States  Mission,  South  Georgia   District  Singing  Mothers 
Present  Music  for  Many  Occasions 

Seated:  organist  Gertrude  Robertson;  next  to  Sister  Roberston,  standing: 
Katie  Henry,  President,  South  Georgia  District  Relief  Society;  at  Sister  Henry's 
right:  Mary  Joy  Crouch,  conductor  of  the  chorus. 

Rene  Welch,  fifth  from  the  right  on  the  front  row,  and  MarDean  Bell,  ninth 
from  the  right  on  the  third  row,  are  counselors  to  Sister  Henry. 

Elva  G.  Ravsten,  former  supervisor.  Southern  States  Mission  Relief  Society, 
reports:  "These  sisters  have  furnished  music  for  many  occasions  —  district 
conferences,  inter-faith  socials,  and  just  recently  for  the  district  Relief  Society 
conference.  They  are  a  very  happy  group,  and  they  love  to  sing.  Many  have  been 
inspired  by  the  beautiful  music  they  have  rendered.  Sister  Robertson  is  indeed 
an  inspiration  to  the  sisters.  Her  many  years  of  studying  and  teaching  music  are 
now  being  shared  with  this  group  of  mothers.  Avis  Waters  is  the  assistant  con- 
ductor. Avis  and  Mary  Joy  are  daughters  of  Sister  Robertson,  and  they  have 
furnished  duets  and  trios  for  many  funerals,  as  well  as  church  meetings.  The 
Southern  States  Mission  is  very  proud  of  these  sisters,  as  well  as  of  the  Singing 
Mothers  in  all  five  of  the  districts  throughout  the  mission.  These  sisters  love  the 
gospel,  and  they  love  to  share  it  with  others." 

The  new  supervisor  of  Relief  Society  in  the  Southern  States  Mission  is 
Mamie  Priscilla  Adams  Hunsaker. 

Clearfield  Stake  (Utah)  Poster  Display  Sets  Theme  for  Visiting 
Teacher  Convention,  February  7,   1964 

Left  to  right:  Ora  Barlow,  President,  Clearfield  Stake  Relief  Society; 
Opal  Wood,  visiting  teacher  message  leader. 

Sister  Barlow  reports:  "This  spiritually  rewarding  visiting  teacher  con- 
vention used  as  a  theme  'Truths  to  Live  by  From  the  Doctrine  and  Covenants — 
Jewels  of  Strength.'  Beautiful  music  was  rendered  by  the  Singing  Mothers 
under  direction  of  the  stake  music  department,  with  Mary  Blood  and  Evelyn 
Butler  as  directors. 

"The  poster  display  set  the  theme  for  the  convention.  It  was  prepared  by 
Opal  Wood,  and  represents  the  eight  visiting  teacher  messages  for  this  year. 
The  messages  are  presented  in  poster  form,  with  corresponding  pictures,  along 
with  a  miniature  model  of  the  Prophet  Joseph  Smith,  as  shown  in  the  shadow 
box,  praying  in  the  sacred  grove,  depicting  the  channel  by  which  all  the 
revelations  were  given. 

"Sister  Mary  Ann  Adams,  who  is  eighty  years  old  and  has  been  a  visiting 
teacher  for  fifty-eight  years,  was  honored,  and  also  her  granddaughter  Carol 
Adams  Kilburn,  the  youngest  visiting  teacher  in  the  stake.  All  visiting  teachers 
who  have  served  for  more  than  twenty-five  years  were  also  honored.  At  the  close 
of  the  convention,  a  delicious  luncheon  was  served  to  approximately  200  sisters." 

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JULY   1964 


Scottish  Mission  Visiting  Teachers  at  Convention 

March  14,  1964 

At  the  right,  former  mission  presidency:  standing  (wearing  white  sweater), 
Rachel  Wilde,  Secretary-Treasurer;  Helen  Easton,  Counselor;  seated:  Kathleen 
S.  Farnsworth,  former  President;  right  of  Sister  Farnsworth  (front) :  Ehzabeth 
McKittrick,  Counselor. 

Sister  Farnsworth  reports:  "A  delightful  convention  and  social  honoring  the 
visiting  teachers  of  the  Scottish  Mission  was  held  March  14,  1964,  at  the 
mission  home.  The  sisters  who  attended  felt  that  this  was  a  great  success,  both 
in  spirit  and  in  numbers  present.  Most  of  the  sisters  present  were  newly  called 
to  serve  as  visiting  teachers.  Representatives  from  most  of  our  twenty  branches 
enjoyed  the  program  and  received  valuable  instructions.  Members  from  each 
branch  present  participated  in  the  program  which  consisted  of  a  tribute  and  a 
response;  a  play  'The  Improper  and  the  Proper  Ways  to  Do  Visiting  Teaching;' 
'The  Key,'  a  parable  of  visiting  teaching;  a  question  and  answer  game  on  visiting 
teaching;  musical  numbers;  and  the  film  'Unto  the  Least  of  These.'  As  a  special 
favor,  a  daffodil  corsage  (buttonhole)  was  pinned  on  each  visiting  teacher.  Re- 
freshments were  served.  The  mission  board  members  were  hostesses  for  this  con- 
vention." 

Ruby  Mildred  Haight,  wife  of  the  new  mission  president,  David  B.  Haight, 
is  the  present  supervisor  of  Relief  Society  in  the  Scottish  Mission. 


Bonneville  Stake  (Utah)  Visiting  Teacher  Convention 

November   21,    1963 

Left  to  right:  Fay  Geary,  President,  Thirty-Third  Ward  Relief  Society 
(whose  ward  had  the  largest  number  of  visiting  teachers  attending  the  con- 
vention) ;  Mary  Bateman,  who  has  served  for  fifty-two  years;  Jeanetta  Chris- 
tensen,  who  has  a  record  of  thirty-nine  years  of  one  hundred  per  cent  visiting 
teaching. 

Lucretia  M.  Evans,  President,  Bonneville  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports: 
"The  visiting  teacher  convention  was  held  in  conjunction  with  leadership  meet- 
ing. Five  Relief  Society  General  Board  members  living  within  the  boundaries  of 
Bonneville  Stake,  paid  glowing  tributes  to  the  visiting  teachers,  each  relating 
some  event  to  stress  the  importance  of  the  visiting  teacher  in  the  Relief  Society 
organization. 

"Special  tribute  was  given  to  our  stake  visiting  teacher  message  leader 
Melvira  Barlow.  Awards  of  ceramic  dolls,  typifying  visiting  teachers,  and  made 
by  the  stake  work  meeting  leader  Merelda  McKay,  were  presented  as  follows: 
Thirty-Third  Ward  for  having  the  highest  percentage  of  visiting  teachers  in 
attendance;  Alberdina  Gruman  of  Douglas  Ward  for  fifty-five  years  service  as 
a  visiting  teacher;  Mary  Bateman  of  Garden  Park  Ward  for  fifty- two  years 
as  a  visiting  teacher;  and  Jeanetta  Christensen  of  Yale  Ward  for  serving  thirty- 
nine  years  without  interruption. 

"A  delectable  brunch  was  served  to  251   sisters  following  the  program." 


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NOTES  FROM  THE  FIELD 


533 


South  Cottonwood  Stake  (Utah)  Relief  Society  Stake  and  Ward  Officers 
and  Visiting  Teacher  Message  Leaders,  at  Leadership  Meeting 

January  24,   1964 

Standing  at  the  left,  front:  Betty  T.  Erekson,  Secretary-Treasurer,  South 
Cottonwood  Stake  Rehef  Society;  Momo  T.  Ushio,  First  Counslor;  Luella  W. 
Finlinson,  President;  Helen  P.  Erekson,  Second  Counselor. 

Sister  Finlinson  reports:  "The  South  Cottonwood  Stake  is  very  proud  of 
the  visiting  teaching  record  established  by  its  eight  wards  in  1963.  Each  ward 
had  100  percent  visiting  teaching  for  every  month  of  the  year.  We  know  that 
this  was  accomplished  only  through  the  faithful  cooperation  of  each  individual 
visiting  teacher  and  the  devoted  supervisors  who  ably  assisted  the  presidents  in 
this  accomplishment.  We  know  that  there  is  a  definite  correlation  between  a  suc- 
cessful visiting  teacher  program  and  the  strength  of  a  ward  Relief  Society 
organization.  We  are  thrilled  with  the  attendance  at  visiting  teacher  meetings 
that  these  wards  have  had.  Our  stake  average  for  the  year  was  sixty-one  per 
cent,  with  an  over-all  forty- five  per  cent  average  attendance  at  the  other 
meetings.  This  represents  an  increase  of  four  per  cent  over  1962.  The  following 
presidents  of  the  wards  who  accepted  the  challenge  a  year  ago  are:  South 
Cottonwood,  Mary  D.  Twitchell;  Second,  Evah  C.  Green;  Third,  Phyllis  N. 
Jensen;  Fourth,  Patricia  E.  Martinson;  Fifth,  Raymona  P.  Erickson;  Sixth, 
Marion  A.  Reed,  Seventh,  Maxine  H.  Nelson;  and  Eighth,  Mary  W.  Lovell. 

"At  the  leadership  meeting  each  ward  was  given  an  open-book  trophy,  with 
its  record  of  the  past  year's  visiting  teaching  record  of  100  per  cent  engraved 
on  one  page.  On  the  other  page  was  engraved  its  100  per  cent  Magazine  quota 
record.  The  parent  ward.  South  Cottonwood,  has  had  a  100  per  cent  visiting 
teaching  record  since  1949,  and  the  Second  Ward  since  it  was  divided  in  1952." 


534 


Weber  Stake  (Utah),  Ogden  Second  Ward  Honors  Elderly  Sisters 
at  Anniversary  Party,  March   17,  1964 

Front  row,  seated,  left  to  right:  Margaret  Borger,  eighty-two;  Rosemond 
Packer,  eighty-seven;  Rosella  Williamson,  President,  Ogden  Second  Ward 
Relief  Society;  Rachel  M.  Jensen,  ninety-six;  Laura  Saunders,  eighty-four; 
Gertrude  Smith,  eighty-two. 

Back  row,  standing,  left  to  right:  Larinda  Clark,  eighty-three;  Dora 
Browning,  eighty-three;  Mary  I.  Tanner,  eighty-six;  Lucy  Lowder,  eighty-two, 
Mary  Godell,  eighty-one;   Mary  Crezee,  eighty-four. 

lone  Hurst,  President,  Weber  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports:  "This  was  a 
very  successful  anniversary  party,  with  ninety  sisters  in  attendance.  A  new 
sewing  machine  was  presented  to  the  society.  Part  of  the  funds  was  donated  by 
friends  of  Daisy  Stigers,  a  deceased  member,  who  so  requested,  in  lieu  of 
flowers,  for  her  funeral  services.  Eleven  Relief  Society  members  over  eighty 
years  of  age  were  presented  with  corsages  and  introduced  as  special  guests. 
Nine  others  were  unable  to  attend.  Other  guests  given  recognition  were  two 
former  presidents,  stake  board  members,  and  twelve  former  ward  members  who 
had  been  active  in  Relief  Society. 

"After  a  delicious  luncheon,  a  program  entitled  'Memories'  was  given.  The 
group  joined  in  singing  old-time  tunes,  after  which  a  fitting  tribute  to  Relief 
Society,  written  by  Sister  Larkin,  President,  Ogden  Twenty-sixth  Ward,  was 
given  with  accompanying  film  slides.  One  of  the  sisters  sang  'Memories.'  Sister 
Williamson  showed  slides  of  many  Relief  Society  activities  she  had  taken 
through  the  years.  Her  narration  was  given  in  rhyme.  A  tribute  in  poetry  was 
given,  honoring  the  sisters  who  have  died  in  recent  years.  Pictures  of  many  of 
these  sisters  were  shown.  The  program  fittingly  closed  with  the  song  'The  Lord's 
Prayer.'  " 


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THEOLOGY    The  Doctrine  and  Covenants 

Lesson  57 — The  Vision 

Elder  Roy  W.  Doxey 


(Text:    Doctrine  and  Covenants,  Section  76:1-49) 

For  First  Meeting,  October  1964 

Objective:    To  study  the  origin  of  Section  76;   its  teachings  con- 
cerning  eternal   progression;   the   vision   of  God   and   Christ;   and 
the  meaning  of  Satan's  victory  and  his  defeat. 


INTRODUCTION 

Of  all  the  revelations  received 
by  the  Prophet  Joseph  Smith 
concerning  man  and,  particularly, 
his  destiny,  probably  none  other 
equals  Section  76.  In  discussing 
the  latter-day  books  of  scripture, 
President  Wilford  Woodruff  made 
the  following  statement: 

.  .  .  When  I  read  these  solemn,  these 
eternal  declarations  made  through  the 
mouth  of  Joseph  Smith,  my  heart 
swells  with  gratitude  and  praise  to 
God,  my  heavenly  Father.  I  consider 
that  the  Doctrine  and  Covenants,  our 
Testament,  contains  a  code  of  the 
most  solemn,  the  most  Godlike  procla- 
mations ever  made  to  the  human 
family.  I  will  refer  to  the  "Vision" 
alone,  as  a  revelation  which  gives 
more  light,  more  truth,  and  more 
principle  than  any  revelation  con- 
tained in  any  other  book  we  ever  read. 
It  makes  plain  to  our  understanding 
our  present  condition,  where  we  came 
from,  why  we  are  here,  and  where  we 
are   going    to.     Any    man    may    know 


through  that  revelation  what  his  part 
and  condition  will  be.  For  all  men 
know  what  laws  they  keep,  and  the 
laws  which  men  keep  here  will  deter- 
mine their  position  hereafter;  they  will 
be  preserved  by  those  laws  and  receive 
the  blessings  which  belong  to  them 
(Journal  of  Discourses  22:146-147). 

On  the  day  this  great  revela- 
tion was  received,  February  16, 
1832,  the  Prophet  wrote  his  own 
evaluation  of  what  the  Lord  had 
made  known  to  him.  The  purity 
of  this  revelation 

.  .  .  witnesses  the  fact  that  that  docu- 
ment is  a  transcript  from  the  records 
of  the  eternal  world.  The  sublimity 
of  the  ideas;  the  purity  of  the  lan- 
guage; the  scope  for  action;  the  con- 
tinued duration  for  completion,  in 
order  that  the  heirs  of  salvation  may 
confess  the  Lord  and  bow  the  knee; 
the  rewards  for  faithfulness,  and  the 
punishments  for  sins,  are  so  much 
beyond  the  narrow-mindedness  of 
men,  that  every  honest  man  is  con- 
strained to  exclaim:  "/<  came  from 
God."  (DHC  1-252-253). 


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The  foregoing  statements  sug- 
gest to  the  reader  what  is  in 
store  for  him  as  he  reads  Section 
76.  Surely,  when  one  compares 
the  ideas  of  the  post-death  life, 
which  were  extant  in  the  Proph- 
et's day  and  which  are  also  pres- 
ent today,  with  this  revelation 
and  related  revelations,  one  must 
acknowledge  that  man's  unin- 
spired conceptions  of  the  future 
life  were  truly  narrow  and  severe. 
How,  actually,  is  it  possible  for 
man  to  know  of  the  future  ex- 
cept from  him  who  knows  the 
future  of  mankind?  This  whole 
problem  of  why  man  exists, 
whether  or  not  there  is  purpose 
in  life,  and  man's  destiny,  has 
piqued  man's  curiosity  over  the 
ages.  There  comes  to  most  people 
at  some  time  in  their  lives  seri- 
ous consideration  of  these  im- 
portant questions. 

HOW   RECEIVED 

While  Joseph  Smith  was  revis- 
ing the  Bible  by  inspiration,  aided 
by  Sidney  Rigdon  as  scribe,  the 
Lord  touched  the  eyes  of  their 
understandings  (D&C  76:19) 
and,  in  open  vision,  they  beheld 
the  glories  of  the  eternal  worlds, 
and  the  darkness  reigning  in  the 
regions  of  the  damned. 

The  work  of  ''translation"  in 
the  gospel  of  John,  fifth  chapter, 
verse  29,  was  the  impetus  for  the 
inquiry  which  brought  forth  the 
Lord's  answer  to  their  query  re- 
garding the  resurrection  of  the 
hosts  of  mankind,  both  good  and 
evil,  mentioned  in  that  verse. 
(Ibid.,  verse  15.)  This  revelation 
brought  forth  the  truth  regarding 
man's  destiny.  In  general,  "Chris- 
tianity" taught  that  hope  for  the 
blessings  of  heaven  was  denied 
those  who  did  not  believe  in  Jesus 
Christ,  and   that  an   everlasting 


doom  awaited  the  unbeliever  re- 
gardless of  the  opportunity  or 
lack  of  opportunity  for  acknowl- 
edging Christ.  Such  a  belief 
would  raise  questions  regarding 
the  resurrection  of  all  people, 
rather  than  a  favored  few.  The 
flood  of  truth  received  through 
this  revelation  regarding  a  resur- 
rection for  the  "evil"  as  well  as 
the  "good"  brought  the  true  gos- 
pel's message  of  hope  to  the 
world. 

An  account  of  some  details 
concerning  the  receiving  of  this 
revelation  is  given  by  Elder  Philo 
Dibble,  as  follows: 

The  vision  which  is  recorded  in  the 
Book  of  Doctrine  and  Covenants  was 
given  at  the  house  of  "Father  John- 
son," in  Hiram,  Ohio,  and  during  the 
time  that  Joseph  and  Sidney  were  in 
the  spirit  and  saw  the  heavens  open, 
there  were  other  men  in  the  room, 
perhaps  twelve,  among  whom  I  was 
one  during  a  part  of  the  time —  prob- 
ably two-thirds  of  the  time, — I  saw  the 
glory  and  felt  the  power,  but  did  not 
see  the  vision. 

The  events  and  conversation,  while 
they  were  seeing  what  is  written  (and 
many  things  were  seen  and  related 
that  are  not  written) ,  I  will  relate  as 
minutely  as  is  necessary. 

Joseph  would,  at  intervals,  say: 
"What  do  I  see?"  as  one  might  say 
while  looking  out  the  window  and 
beholding  what  all  in  the  room  could 
not  see.  Then  he  would  relate  what 
he  had  seen  or  what  he  was  looking 
at.  Then  Sidney  replied,  'T  see  the 
same."  Presently  Sidney  would  say 
"What  do  I  see?"  and  would  repeat 
what  he  had  seen  or  was  seeing,  and 
Joseph  would  reply,  "I  see  the  same." 

This  manner  of  conversation  was 
repeated  at  short  intervals  to  the  end 
of  the  vision,  and  during  the  whole 
time  not  a  word  was  spoken  by  any 
other  person.  Not  a  sound  nor  mo- 
tion made  by  anyone  but  Joseph  and 
Sidney,  and  it  seemed  to  me  that  they 
never  moved  a  joint  or  limb  during 
the  time  I  was  there,  which  I  think 
was  over  an  hour,  and  to  the  end  of 
the    vision. 


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Joseph  sat  firmly  and  calmly  all  the 
time  in  the  midst  of  a  magnificent 
glory,  but  Sidney  sat  limp  and  pale, 
apparently  as  limber  as  a  rag,  observ- 
ing which,  Joseph  remarked,  smil- 
ingly, "Sidney  is  not  used  to  it  as 
I  am"  {Juvenile  Instructor  27:303- 
304). 

ETERNAL  PROGRESSION 

The  first  ten  verses  of  Section 
76  reveal  the  great  blessings  that 
are  promised  the  faithful.  The 
revelation  opens  with  the  procla- 
mation that  beside  Jesus  Christ 
there  is  no  Savior.  There  follows 
a  message  of  assurance  to  those 
who  will  accept  him  as  their 
Savior.  It  is  based  upon  the  re- 
vealed truth  that  Jesus  is  in- 
finite in  his  knowledge,  his  ways, 
and  his  purposes,  which  never 
fail.   (Verses  2-3.) 

Notwithstanding  the  Lord  God 
has  passed  through  an  earth  life 
as  we  are  now  doing,  it  is  true  he 
is  the  same  from  eternity  to 
eternity.  (Verse  4.)  The  ultimate 
destiny  of  the  exalted  is  eternal 
progression,  reserved  for  those 
who  "serve  me  [God]  in  right- 
eousness and  in  truth  unto  the 
end"  (verse  5).  As  President 
Joseph  Fielding  Smith  has  ex- 
plained, 

.  .  .  From  eternity  to  eternity  means 
from  the  spirit  existence  through  the 
probation  which  we  are  in,  and  then 
back  again  to  the  eternal  existence 
which  will  follow.  Surely  this  is  ever- 
lasting, for  when  we  receive  the  resur- 
rection we  will  never  die  (Doctrines 
of  Salvation   1:12). 

For  those  who  are  determined 
to  endure  faithfully,  there  is  the 
promise  of  increased  knowledge 
concerning  God's  ways,  his  pur- 
poses, even  the  hidden  things  of 
his  kingdom.  In  this  life  man 
may  learn  many  of  the  mysteries 
of  the  kingdom.    But  even  so,  he 


learns    only    an    infinitesimal 
amount  of  what  there  is  to  learn. 

VISION   OF  GOD  AND  CHRIST 

Following  the  reason  for  receiv- 
ing the  "Vision"  (D&C  76:11- 
18),  again  the  eyes  of  Joseph 
Smith  and  Sidney  Rigdon  were 
opened  to  understand  God's 
glory.  Latter-day  Saints  are  the 
most  richly  blessed  people  in  all 
the  world.  No  other  people  have 
so  much  support  for  their  belief 
in  God  and  his  purposes.  In  ad- 
dition to  the  grandeur  of  the 
First  Vision  received  in  the  spring 
cf  1820,  this  revelation  stands  as 
a  monument  of  assurance  that 
men  in  our  generation  have  re- 
ceived a  sight-knowledge  of  Deity. 
Surrounding  the  throne  of  God 
were  concourses  of  angels,  the 
sanctified,  who  were  seen  to  wor- 
ship him.  Then  these  brethren 
recorded  what  has  come  to  be 
one  of  the  great  testimonies  of 
the  latter  days: 

And  now,  after  the  many  testi- 
monies which  have  been  given  of  him, 
this  is  the  testimony,  last  of  all,  which 
we  give  of  him:    That  he  lives! 

For  we  saw  him,  even  on  the  right 
hand  of  God;  and  we  heard  the  voice 
bearing  record  that  he  is  the  Only 
Begotten  of  the  Father — 

That  by  him,  and  through  him,  and 
of  him,  the  worlds  are  and  were 
created,  and  the  inhabitants  thereof 
are  begotten  sons  and  daughters  unto 
God  (verses  22-24). 

Joseph  Smith  was  not  alone  in 
receiving  this  testimony.  Two 
men,  seeing  the  same  things,  give 
the  lie  to  some  claims  that  the 
testimonies  of  Joseph  Smith  were 
false,  for,  as  the  scriptures  say, 
'Tn  the  mouth  of  two  or  three 
witnesses  shall  every  word  be 
established"  (II  Cor.  13:1). 

Many  things  may  be  learned 
from  this  testimony:    (1)  Joseph 


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Smith  was  not  a  fraud.  He  sub- 
sequently went  to  a  martyr's 
grave  in  defense  of  his  knowledge 
of  God  and  his  purposes  in  the 
eternities;  (2)  earth's  inhabi- 
tants are  the  begotten  sons  and 
daughters  of  God;  (3)  not  only 
are  we  of  this  earth  his  children, 
but  also  other  worlds  are  in- 
habited  by    his   spirit   offspring; 

(4)  the  real  basis  for  the  broth- 
erhood of  man,  which,  if  accepted, 
could  bring  peace  and  under- 
standing among  men,  must  be 
founded    upon    this    knowledge; 

(5)  a  true  understanding  of  why 
we  should  be  obedient  to  gospel 
principles  is  discovered  in  our  re- 
lationship to  God  and  the  pur- 
pose of  this  life. 

THE   PAST 

Section  76  reveals  the  past  as 
well  as  the  future.  (Verses  12- 
13.)  Next  in  vision  these  breth- 
ren beheld  the  time  when  Lucifer 
rebelled  against  the  Father  and 
the  Son  and  thus  became  the 
fallen  one.  (Verses  25-27.)  He  is 
known  as  the  one  who  sought  to 
take  the  kingdom  from  the 
Father  and  the  Son.  (D&C  76:28, 
29,  36-38.)  His  purpose  is  to 
overcome  those  who  follow  right- 
eousness. Lucifer's  efforts  are 
expressed  in  terms  of  warfare, 
even  assaults  from  all  quarters — 
he  "encompasseth  them  round 
about"  (verse  29).  The  notion 
that  Satan  exists  only  in  the 
minds  of  men  is  denied  by  this 
revelation.  The  testimony  of  the 
Prophet  and  Sidney  Rigdon  is 
that  Lucifer  is  a  real  spirit-being 
whose  influence  is  felt  for  evil 
and  whose  mission  is  to  despoil, 
lead  into  degradation,  overcome 
the  saints,  and,  eventually,  claim 
as  his  own  all  who  will  succumb 


to    his    enticements.     (2    Nephi 
chapter  28.) 


SATAN'S   VICTORY- 
PERDITION 


-SONS   OF 


Section  76  (verses  30-39)  gives 
the  answer  to  two  questions  re- 
garding the  class  known  as  the 
sons  of  perdition.  Who  are  the 
sons  of  perdition?  What  is  their 
fate?  Concerning  the  first  ques- 
tion, the  revelation  says  that  they 
have  known  God's  power  and 
then,  knowingly,  deny  that 
power  (verse  31). 

When  one  is  endowed  with  the 
Spirit  to  know  the  existence  of 
God,  having  great  understanding 
of  the  principles  of  exaltation, 
and  then  denies  this  knowledge, 
he  sins  against  the  Holy  Ghost 
that  opened  the  heavens  to  him. 
This  constitutes  blasphemy 
against  the  Holy  Ghost  and  puts 
the  Savior  to  open  shame.  Such 
a  person  brings  upon  himself 
everlasting  condemnation.  (Vers- 
es 31-35.)  Jesus  said  that  all 
sins  might  be  forgiven,  including 
speaking  against  him,  but  to  sin 
against  the  Holy  Ghost  was 
unforgivable.  (Matt.  12:31-32.) 
Why  is  this  so?  Even  though  the 
Son  is  manifest  in  a  vision  or 
dream,  it  does  not  impress  the 
soul  as  does  the  testimony  of  the 
Holy  Ghost.  It  is  Spirit  speaking 
to  spirit  that  gives  greater  con- 
viction than  a  vision;  therefore, 
the     condemnation     is     greater. 

(Smith,  Joseph  Fielding:  Im- 
provement Era,  July  1955,  pp. 
494-495.)  The  Prophet  Joseph 
Smith  says  of  this  class: 

All  sins  shall  be  forgiven,  except  the 
sin  against  the  Holy  Ghost;  for  Jesus 
will  save  all  except  the  sons  of  per- 
dition. What  must  a  man  do  to  com- 
mit the  unpardonable  sin?  He  must 
receive    the     Holy    Ghost,    have    the 


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JULY   1964 


heavens  opened  unto  him,  and  know 
God,  and  then  sin  against  Him.  After 
a  man  has  sinned  against  the  Holy 
Ghost,  there  is  no  repentance  for  him. 
He  has  got  to  say  that  the  sun  does 
not  shine  while  he  sees  it;  he  has  got 
to  deny  Jesus  Christ  when  the  heavens 
have  been  opened  unto  him,  and  to 
deny  the  plan  of  salvation  with  his 
eyes  open  to  the  truth  of  it;  and  from 
that  time  he  begins  to  be  an  enemy. 
This  is  the  case  with  many  apostates 
of  the  Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of  Lat- 
ter-day Saints  (  Teachings  of  the 
Prophet  Joseph  Smith,  page  358). 

It  should  be  noted  that  when 
this  sin  is  committed  it  is  done 
in  full  knowledge  and  not  in  ig- 
norance. 

FATE  OF  SONS  OF  PERDITION 

As  already  noted,  the  sons  of 
perdition  will  never  receive  for- 
giveness in  this  world  nor  in  the 
world  to  come.  (D&C  76:34.)  It 
should  be  remembered  that  the 
sons  of  perdition  discussed  in  this 
lesson  are  those  sons  of  God  who 
have  come  to  mortality  and  not 
the  unembodied  spirits  who  fol- 
lowed Lucifer  in  the  premortal 
world.  Both  of  these  classes — the 
mortal  sons  of  perdition  and  the 
spirit  sons  of  perdition  —  suffer 
the  second  death,  which  is  com- 
plete, or  total  banishment  from 
God's  presence  forever.  {Teach- 
ings of  the  Prophet  Joseph  Smith, 
page  24.)  Adam  became  spirit- 
ually dead  when  he  sinned,  as  do 
we,  but  the  spiritual  or  second 
death  suffered  by  the  sons  of  per- 
dition, comes  by  blasphemy 
against  the  Holy  Ghost.  This 
penalty  brings  death  as  to  things 
pertaining  unto  righteousness. 
(D&C  29:41.)  Repentance  is  not 
possible  for  these  persons  because 
they  have  lost  the  power  of  turn- 
ing from  their  sins  since  the 
atonement  of  Christ  is  no  longer 
effective  for  their  salvation. 


ALL   RESURRECTED 

Due  to  a  misunderstanding  of 
Section  76,  verses  38  and  39, 
some  have  believed  that  the  sons 
of  perdition  will  not  receive  their 
bodies  in  the  resurrection.  This 
belief  does  not  agree,  however, 
with  what  the  Lord  has  revealed 
about  the  resurrection.  (Verses 
16-17.)  The  interpretation  of 
verses  38  and  39  of  Section  76  is 
expressed  by  President  George  Q. 
Cannon: 

A  careful  reading  of  these  verses, 
however,  and  especially  of  the  pre- 
ceding paragraphs,  will  show  that  the 
Lord  does  not,  in  this  language,  ex- 
clude even  the  sons  of  perdition  from 
the  resurrection.  It  is  plain  that  the 
intention  is  to  refer  to  them  explicitly 
as  the  only  ones  on  whom  the  second 
death  shall  have  any  power  "for  all 
the  rest  shall  be  brought  forth  by  the 
resurrection  of  the  dead,  through  the 
triumph  and  the  glory  of  the  lamb." 
This  excluded  class  are  the  only  ones 
on  whom  the  second  death  shall  have 
any  power,  and  "the  only  ones  who 
shall  not  be  redeemed  in  the  due  time 
of  the  Lord  after  the  sufferings  of  his 
wrath"  (Juvenile  Instructor  35:123, 
Feb.  15,  1900). 

NO  GLORY  KINGDOM 

Latter-day  Saints  are  prone  to 
consider  that  there  will  be  only 
three  kingdoms  after  everyone  is 
resurrected,  because  three  de- 
grees of  glory  are  mentioned  spe- 
cifically in  the  scriptures.  (I  Cor. 
15:40-42.)  The  Lord  has  revealed 
that  the  place  of  the  sons  of  per- 
dition is  also  known  as  a  king- 
dom, but  it  is  of  no  glory.  (D&C 
88:24.) 

The  exact  conditions  of  that 
kingdom  are  unknown.  That  it  is 
a  place  of  endless  duration  is 
clear.  No  man  living  can  under- 
stand the  fate  of  this  class  be- 
cause the  Lord  has  said  that  only 
those  who  are  partakers  of  that 


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punishment  will  understand  its 
end,  width,  height,  depth,  and 
misery.  (Ibid.,  76:44-48.)  Notice 
what  the  Prophet  said: 

Say  to  the  brothers  Hulet  and  to  all 
others,  that  the  Lord  never  authorized 
them  to  say  that  the  devil,  his  angels 
or  the  sons  of  perdition,  should  ever 
be  restored;  for  their  state  of  destiny 
was  not  revealed  to  man,  is  not  re- 
vealed, nor  ever  shall  be  revealed,  save 
to  those  who  are  made  partakers  there- 
of: consequently  those  who  teach  this 
doctrine,  have  not  received  it  of  the 
Snirit  of  the  Lord.  Truly  Brother 
Oliver  declared  it  to  be  the  doctrine 
of  devils.  We  therefore  command  that 
this  doctrine  be  taught  no  more  in 
Zion  (DHC  1:366). 

SATAN'S  DEFEAT 

Despite  the  fact  that  there  will 
be  few  who  will  become  sons  of 
perdition,  Satan  will  have  gained 
a  victory  over  that  number.  On 
the  other  hand,  his  victory  over 
the  vast  host  of  mankind  will  be 
only  partial,  for  all  of  the  rest 
will  find  some  degree  of  glory  in 
the  kingdoms  prepared  for  them. 
Many  will  not  have  realized  their 
full  potential  as  sons  and  daugh- 
ters of  God,  but  only  a  measure 
of  God's  honor.  The  judgment 
rendered  at  the  time  of  the  resur- 
rection will  be  just,  for  it  will  be 
according  to  one's  works.  (D&C 
19:3;  128-8.) 

The  creeds  of  men,  developed 
over  the  centuries  without  reve- 
lation from  heaven,  have  pictured 
God  as  banishing  the  sinner  for- 
ever in  a  hell  where  punishment 
is  endured  eternally.  This  doom 
was  believed  to  be  incurred  by 
the  vast  majority  of  mankind. 
The  notion  that  there  were  only 
"heaven"  and  "hell,"  without  an 
intermediate  state  of  preparation 
for  immortality  or  resurrection, 
gave  rise  to  a  doctrine  of  salva- 
tion incompatible  with  the  teach- 


ings of  the  gospel  of  Jesus  Christ. 
The  saved  were  wafted  into 
heaven,  while  the  sinner  went  to 
hell,  lost  forever.  (Doctrine  and 
Covenants  Commentary,  page 
453.) 

THE  GOSPEL  PLAN 

In  contradiction  to  this  er- 
roneous and  unjust  concept  of 
God's  justice,  the  message  of  The 
Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of  Latter- 
day  Saints  proclaims  the  doctrine 
that  our  Father  in  heaven  is 
solicitous  for  all  of  his  children 
and  has  provided  the  means 
whereby  they  may  receive,  if  not 
all,  a  part  of  his  glory.  This,  how- 
ever, comes  only  by  their  placing 
themselves  in  accord  with  divine 
laws  either  in  mortality  or  in  the 
spirit  world.   We  learn: 

And  this  is  the  gospel,  the  glad  tid- 
ings, which  the  voice  out  of  the  heav- 
ens bore  record  unto  us — 

That  he  came  into  the  world,  even 
Jesus,  to  be  crucified  for  the  world, 
and  to  bear  the  sins  of  the  world,  and 
to  sanctify  the  world,  and  to  cleanse 
it  from  all  unrighteousness; 

That  through  him  all  might  be 
saved  whom  the  Father  had  put  into 
his  power  and  made  by  him; 

Who  glorifies  the  Father,  and  saves 
all  the  works  of  his  hands,  except 
those  sons  of  perdition  who  deny  the 
Son  after  the  Father  has  revealed 
him. 

Wherefore,  he  saves  all  except 
them  .  .  .   (D&C  76:  40-44). 

Questions  for   Discussion 

1.  What  incident  gave  rise  to  the 
Prophet's  inquiry  of  the  Lord  which 
brought  forth  Section  76? 

2.  What  superior  evidence  is  given 
in  this  revelation  about  the  existence 
of  God?  Give  the  contributions  to  our 
understanding  of  God  and  our  rela- 
tionship to  him  from  Section  76:22-24. 

3.  What  is  there  in  Section  76  to 
establish  that  it  contains  information 
about  the  past  as  well  as  the  future? 

4.  Discuss:  To  what  degree  will 
Satan's  efforts  succeed? 


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VISITING  TEACHER  MESSAGE 

Truths  to  Live  By  From  the  Doctrine  and  Covenants 


Message  57  —  "Leave  Judgment  Alone  With   Me,   For  It  Is  Mine 

and  I  Will  Repay  .  .   ."  (D&C  82:23). 

Christine  H.   Robinson 

For  First  Meeting,  October  1964 

Objective:  To  emphasize  the  importance  to  us  of  conscientiously 
and  consistently  avoiding  the  temptation  to  judge  others. 


The  tendency  to  pass  quick 
judgment  on  others  is  one  of  the 
most  common  of  our  human  weak- 
nesses. It  is  so  easy  to  observe 
the  actions  of  others  and  to  come 
to  quick  conclusions  regarding 
their  motives  and  intentions. 
Consequently,  all  of  us  are  prone 
to  fall  into  the  error  of  quick, 
unqualified  and,  certainly,  un- 
justified judgments. 

This  is  a  human  frailty  against 
which  we  have  been  frequently 
warned  and  about  which  we 
should  be  constantly  on  guard. 
As  the  Lord  says,  we  must  leave 
judgment  alone  with  him,  for  he 
alone  can  know  the  reasons  for 
human  actions  and  what  lies  in 
the  human  heart. 

President  McKay  in  discussing 
our  proneness  to  judge  told  the 
story  of  "A  poor  old  Frenchwo- 
man who  was  walking  along  the 
banks  of  the  Seine  River.  She 
had  a  threadbare  shawl  around 
her  shoulders.    She  stooped  and 


picked  up  something  and  put  it 
under  her  shawl.  A  policeman  a 
short  distance  away  saw  the  act. 
He  hurried  over  to  her  and  said, 
'Let  me  see  what  you  are  holding 
under  your  shawl.' 

"She  drew  out  a  piece  of  glass, 
saying,  'It  is  only  a  broken  piece 
of  glass.  I  picked  it  up  because, 
perhaps,  some  barefoot  boy  might 
cut  his  foot  on  it.' 

"What  a  lesson  to  the  police- 
man who  misjudged  her!  Yes,  I 
know  he  was  doing  his  duty,  but 
he  thought  she  was  taking  some- 
thing which  did  not  belong  to  her, 
when  her  act  reflected  the  nobility 
of  a  great  soul"  (Pathways  to 
Happiness,  page  148). 

What  a  lesson  to  all  of  us!  How 
often  in  observing  an  action  or 
an  attitude  on  the  part  of  one 
of  our  neighbors  or  friends  have 
we  been  prone  to  impute  motives 
and  reasons  which,  because  of  our 
lack  of  full  information,  are  wrong 
and  misguided.  Let  us  remember. 


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that  in  our  limited  knowledge,  it 
is  impossible  for  us  to  know  the 
circumstances  which  prompt 
others'  actions.  The  Lord  alone 
knows  the  capabilities,  the 
thoughts,  the  needs  and  desires, 
which  motivate  human  action.  In 
the  Book  of  Psalms  we  read  ".  .  . 
he  [the  Lord]  hath  prepared  his 
throne  for  judgment.  And  he 
shall  judge  the  world  in  righteous- 
ness, he  shall  minister  judgment 
to  the  people  in  uprightness" 
(Psalms  9:7-8). 

The  Savior  said,  "Judge  not, 
that  ye  be  not  judged"  (Matt. 
7:1).  The  scriptures  repeatedly 
emphasize  that  by  the  judgment 
we  mete  to  others  we  also  shall 
be  judged. 

Undoubtedly,  the  best  way  to 
overcome  our  proneness  to  judge 
others  is  to  form  the  wonderful 
habit  of  looking  for  their  good 
qualities  rather  than  for  their 
faults. 

A  certain  individual  had  fallen 
into  the  habit  of  criticizing  and 
complaining  about  an  acquaint- 
ance with  whom  he  was  in  close 
association.  In  discussing  the 
problem  with  a  friend,  he  was 
asked,  "Does  not  your  associate 
have  any  good  qualities?"  To 
which  came  the  reply,  "Yes,  he 
in  generous  to  a  fault." 

This  appraisal  started  him 
thinking  about   the   man's   good 


qualities.  Each  time  a  negative 
and  fault-finding  thought  entered 
his  mind,  he  immediately  tried  to 
think  of  a  good  quality  with 
which  to  replace  it.  As  a  conse- 
quence, this  approach  soon  re- 
vealed that  his  associate  pos- 
sessed many  fine  qualities.  It 
wasn't  long  before  the  two  be- 
came fast  friends. 

One  of  the  results  of  fault-find- 
ing and  attempting  to  judge 
others  is  that  it  establishes  a 
negative  point  of  view,  which 
clouds  our  vision  and  cankers  our 
souls.  On  the  other  hand,  looking 
for  the  good  in  others  is  the  posi- 
tive approach,  and  enhances  and 
manifests  the  good  in  our  own 
personalities. 

President  J.  Reuben  Clark,  Jr. 
emphasized  the  importance  of 
leaving  judgment  to  the  Lord  and 
of  the  fact  that  the  Lord  judges 
us  with  mercy  and  love.  He  said: 

I  have  a  feeling  .  .  .  that  when  the 
time  conies  for  passing  judgment  .  .  . 
for  every  good  deed  we  have  done, 
we  shall  receive  the  full  reward  that 
it  is  possible  to  bestow  under  the  rules 
and  laws  governing,  and  having  in 
mind  justice.  And  I  have  the  further 
feeling  that  for  every  ill  thing  we  do 
there  will  be  imposed  upon  us  the  least 
penalty  that  may  be  bestowed  having 
in  mind  the  principles  involved, — 
eternal  justice  seasoned  with  mercy 
and  love  (Clark,  J.  Reuben,  Jr.:  Con- 
ference Report.  April  1958,  pages  48- 
49). 


PRAYER 
Nellie  B.  Schmidt 

Blessed  are  they  who  have  learned  to  pray, 
For  they  shall  walk  in  the  light; 
For  prayer  is  the  key  that  opens  the  day 
And  the  lock  that  guards  the  night. 


543 


WORK  MEETING      Molding  A  Happy  Life 


Winnifred  C.  Jardine 


Discussion  I — Introduction 

(A  Course  Expected  to  Be  Used  by  Wards  and  Branciies 

at  Work  Meetings) 

For  Second  Meeting,  October  1964 

Objective:    To  decide  what  happiness  is  and  what  some  of 
the  bases  for  its  achievement  may  be. 


What  better  study  for  Latter- 
day  Saint  women  to  engage  in, 
than  that  concerning  the  pursuit 
of  happiness?  For  in  their  posi- 
tions as  wives,  mothers,  grand- 
mothers, sisters,  and  neighbors, 
it  is  their  charge  and  obHgation 
to  create  a  cHmate  within  the 
home  that  will  germinate  and 
nurture  seeds  of  happiness. 

This  achieving  happiness  is  a 
noble  calling,  for  Lehi  in  2  Nephi 
of  The  Book  of  Mormon  made  the 
statement  so  dear  to  the  hearts 
of  the  Latter-day  Saint  people, 
"Men  are  that  they  might  have 
joy."  Modern  day  prophets  have 
reiterated  this  principle.  Joseph 
Smith  said  that  "happiness  is  the 
object  and  design  of  our  exist- 
ence." Brigham  Young  added, 
"To  make  ourselves  happy  is  in- 
corporated in  the  great  design  of 
man's  existence."  John  Taylor 
told  the  saints  of  his  day  that 
"it  is  'life  and  the  pursuit  of 
happiness'  that  ought  to  occupy 
the  attention  of  all  intellectual 
beings."  And  President  David  O. 


McKay  has  said,  "Happiness  is 
the  end  and  design  of  life." 

Latter-day  Saints  know  that 
when  we  were  given  our  bodies 
and  permitted  to  come  to  this 
earth  to  accept  the  challenge  of 
life  here  with  its  temptations  and 
pitfalls  and  were  given  our  free 
agencies  to  choose  between  good 
and  evil,  we  were  also  given  the 
opportunity  to  achieve  full  and 
unlimited  happiness. 

This  year  in  our  home  manage- 
ment discussions  we  are  plotting 
a  course  for  ourselves  and  our 
families  that  will  lead  us  to  that 
happiness  and  joy  about  which 
the  prophets  have  written. 

No  person  on  earth  has  such 
an  opportunity  and  yet  such  a 
responsibility  as  does  a  mother 
for  bringing  happiness  into  a 
home,  for  it  is  through  her  that 
a  home  builds  its  spirit  of  happi- 
ness. It  is  from  her  candle  that 
the  others  take  their  hght.  Each 
day  as  she  sends  her  family  out 
from  the  home  she  has  the  oppor- 


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LESSON   DEPARTMENT 


tunity  to  do  so  with  a  cheery 
word,  a  bright  hope,  a  promise. 
And  when  she  welcomes  them 
home  at  night  it  can  be  to  peace 
and  serenity,  warmth  and  love. 

Benjamin  Franklin  tells  the 
story  of  a  workman  building  a 
house  who  always  appeared  so 
cheerful  and  merry,  regardless  of 
the  circumstances  surrounding 
him,  that  it  was  finally  asked  of 
him  the  secret  of  his  constant 
flow  of  happiness.  "It  is  no 
secret,"  he  replied,  "I  have  one 
of  the  best  wives;  and,  when  I  go 
home,  she  meets  me  with  a  smile 
and  a  kiss.  .  .  .  She  has  done  so 
many  little  things  through  the 
day  to  please  me  that  I  cannot 
find  it  in  my  heart  to  speak  an 
unkind  word  to  anyone." 

Another  husband  has  described 
it  this  way,  "When  I  put  my  key 
in  the  front  door  lock,  I  feel  that 
a  burden  is  being  lifted  from  me. 
When  the  door  closes  behind  me 
and  I  know  I  am  inside  my  home, 
I  can  throw  off  the  struggle  of 
competition.  .  .  .  When  I  hear 
my  wife  call  from  inside  'Hello,' 
the  front  door  closing  behind  me 
has  worked  a  miracle." 

Abraham  Lincoln  said  of  his 
home,  "Here  is  my  heart,  my 
happiness,  my  house.  Here  inside 
the  lighted  window  is  my  love,  my 
hope,  my  life.  Peace  is  my  com- 
panion on  the  pathway  winding  to 
the  threshold." 

There  can  be  no  doubt  that 
homes  are  the  wellsprings  of  hap- 
piness. If  the  mother  is  happy, 
then  the  whole  family  will  likely 
be  happy  and  will  make  a  happy 
place  for  themselves  in  the  world. 

Today,  let  us  be  about  the  busi- 
ness of  bringing  happiness  into 
our  homes.  The  time  to  be  happy 
is  now.  The  place  to  be  happy  is 


here.  And  we  can  all  be  as  happy 
as  we  make  up  our  minds  to  be. 

Let  us  resolve  right  now  that 
whether  we  feel  happy  or  not, 
we  will  look  as  though  we  are 
and  speak  and  act  so.  Let  our 
conversation  today  in  work  meet- 
ing reflect  it  —  in  the  tone  and 
in  the  content.  Our  actions  here 
at  work  meeting  should  reflect 
happiness  —  the  harder  we  work 
and  the  more  we  accomplish,  the 
more  joyous  we  will  feel.  Cour- 
tesy and  kindness  shown  to  others 
will  encourage  gladness.  Crea- 
tivity and  ingenuity  (two  objec- 
tives of  work  meeting)  kindle 
happiness.  Participation  in  a 
worthwhile  program  or  project 
always  brings  more  happiness 
than  being  a  spectator. 

After  succeeding  today,  then 
let  this  same  attitude  pervade  our 
homes  through  the  ensuing  weeks. 
Let  us  live  as  though  we  believe 
that  homemaking  is  the  noblest 
profession  of  them  all,  attacking 
our  work  with  joy,  rejoicing  in  the 
goodness  of  our  husbands  and 
children  and  grandchildren,  rec- 
ognizing our  blessings  and  not 
our  ills,  striving  for  a  communion 
with  our  families  and  neighbors 
that  is  sweet  and  constant.  And, 
above  all,  we  must  try  every  day 
to  be  helpful  to  others,  for  as 
surely  as  the  sun  rises  every 
morning,  the  way  to  be  happy  is 
to  make  others  happy. 

Happiness  begets  happiness.  If 
we  will  live  as  though  we  are 
happy  and  give  every  appearance 
of  it,  happiness  will  walk  beside 
us. 

Let  us  live  for  this  blessing  of 
happiness,  for  if  we  are  desirous 
of  a  righteous  blessing  and  live 
worthy  of  it,  we  will  surely  re- 
ceive it. 


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Elder  Robert  K.  Thomas 

Lesson  1 — The  Appreciation  and  Criticism  of  Literature 

For  Third   Meeting,   October   1964 

(Textbook:    Out  of  the   Best   Books:    An  Anthology  of   Literature, 

Part  I — The  Individual) 

Objective:     To    develop   the    insight    into    literature   which    comes 
from   an   understanding  of  the  principles  of  literary  criticism. 


You  may  learn  through  trial  and 
error  to  become  a  competent 
seamstress  without  formal  in- 
struction— for  an  ill-fitting  jacket 
is  a  powerful  spur  to  improve- 
ment, and  experience  does  teach. 
But  no  one  ever  created  a  lovely, 
satisfying  dress  who  did  not  un- 
derstand the  principles  of  good 
sewing.  A  mere  awareness  of  the 
characteristics  that  a  well-made 
garment  should  have  is  no  guar- 
antee that  you  can  make  one  to 
match  your  ideal.  It  may,  how- 
ever, give  you  a  feeling  of  secur- 
ity when  you  are  trying  to  decide 
which  of  two  suits  is  the  better 
buy.  You  can  teach  yourself  to 
recognize  real  value  through  trial 
and  error,  but  it  is  an  expensive 
and  frustrating  process.  How 
much  better  to  be  instructed  by 
someone  who  will  share  her  own 
experience.  The  young  woman 
who  has  been  taught  by  her  moth- 
er in  basic  principles  of  clothing 
selection  and  care  is  truly  fortu- 


nate, for  this  is  a  continunig  re- 
sponsibility which  she  cannot 
escape  as  a  wife  and  mother.  The 
ability  to  judge  excellent  fabric 
or  shoddy  construction  comes 
with  expsrience.  No  one  is  born 
with  it.  All  must  learn  to  compare 
and  evaluate.  The  satisfaction, 
however,  which  comes  from  know- 
ing that  you  can  discriminate  skil- 
fully in  both  making  and  buying 
clothes  for  yourself  and  your 
loved  ones  is  a  deep  and  abiding 
one. 

Actually,  of  course,  comparing 
and  evaluating  are  necessary  in 
all  that  we  do,  but  sometimes  we 
fail  to  see  this  clearly — especially 
when  we  are  dealing  with  intangi- 
bles. It  is  hard  to  discern  a  feeling 
or  a  quality,  and  for  this  reason 
most  of  us  can  talk  more  easily 
about  material  than  spiritual 
things.  But  this  does  not  mean 
that  we  can  neglect  to  develop 
spiritual  awareness.  It  is  not 
enough  that  we  have  vague  spirit- 


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ual  aspirations.  Our  eternal  sal- 
vation depends  upon  our  ability 
to  make  precise  choices.  While  it 
may  demand  real  effort,  spiritual- 
ity can  be  developed,  and  the 
lessons  v^hich  are  provided  each 
month  in  Relief  Society  are  elo- 
quent testimony  that  spiritual 
discernment  can  be  developed. 

DEVELOPING    LITERARY  SENSITIVITY 

A  similar  sensitivity  needs  to 
be  developed  in  considering  litera- 
ture, and  it,  too,  can  be  both 
taught  and  learned.  The  trouble 
here  is  that  we  do  not  think  it 
important  to  discriminate  precise- 
ly in  literature.  We  are  reluctant 
to  accept  a  sales  clerk's  glib  de- 
scription of  a  dress  without  trying 
it  on  and  checking  its  construc- 
tion. We  also  recognize  the  pro- 
found necessity  for  each  person  to 
work  out  his  own  spiritual  salva- 
tion, but  we  may  be  content  to 
read  non-religious  books  un- 
critically or  sit  by  while  a  teacher 
talks  about  literature.  Perhaps 
we  think  that  because  we  are 
reading  or  listening  only  for  en- 
joyment that  we  can  be  passive 
and  undiscriminating. 

Such  an  attitude  is  frighten- 
ing because  it  is  just  while  we  are 
in  such  a  passive  state  that  we  are 
most  susceptible  to  influence.  We 
are  also  apt  to  be  overawed  by 
those  who  tell  us  what  various 
literary  works  mean,  and  we  are 
tempted  to  let  others  make  our 
literary  judgments  for  us.  This  is 
both  unnecessary  and  unfair,  un- 
fair to  the  authors  and  works  we 
study  and,  most  of  all,  unfair  to 
ourselves.  We  lose  the  growth 
which  critical  development  brings. 
No  vague  appreciation  of  litera- 
ture provides  this.  We  must  learn 


to  discern,  to  become  critics,  in 
order  to  help  ourselves  and  our 
families  to  choose  the  best  guides 
for  life,  and  few  influences  are  as 
potent  as  the  material  we  read. 

FOUR  MAJOR  CRITICAL  METHODS 

The  first  section  of  the  text 
for  this  year  gives  a  detailed  ac- 
count of  the  four  major  critical 
positions  which  you  will  need  to 
be  aware  of  if  you  want  to  develop 
critical  sensitivity.  The  discus- 
sion there  is  mildly  technical  in 
order  to  provide  the  background 
for  the  basic  understanding  of 
critical  theory.  You  can  become  a 
competent  critic — and  know  the 
thrill  of  being  able  to  make  your 
own  judgments — if  you  focus  on 
the  method  which  each  position 
stresses. 

A.  Emphasizing  the  Message. 
The  first  approach  emphasizes  the 
message  of  the  work.  It  is  referred 
to  as  the  Platonic  method,  after 
the  Greek  philosopher.  What  does 
the  poem  or  story  say  to  you? 
Since  what  the  poem  says  to  you 
will  be  determined,  in  large  part, 
by  what  you  bring  to  the  poem, 
you  find  yourself  judging  it  on 
the  basis  of  your  experience  and 
beliefs.  If  the  poem  is  about  na- 
ture, and  you  bring  a  deep  love  of 
nature  to  the  reading  or  hearing 
of  the  poem,  it  will  mean  more 
to  you  than  to  one  who  doesn't 
share  your  enthusiasm  for  the 
out-of-doors.  It  may  well  mean 
something  to  you  as  a  Latter-day 
Saint  that  it  will  not  mean  to 
friends  of  other  religious  faiths. 
The  standards  which  you  use  in 
evaluating  this  poem  are  set  by 
your  experience  and  convictions 
before  you  begin  reading.  Let  us 


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illustrate    this    in    examining    a 
poem  by  this  first  approach: 

THE  CROSS  OF  SNOW 

In  the  long,  sleepless  watches  of  the 

night, 
A   gentle  face — the   face  of  one  long 

dead — 
Looks  at  me  from  the  wall,  where 

round  its  head 
The  night-lamp  casts  a  halo  of  pale 

light. 
Here  in  this  room  she  died;  and  soul 

more  white 
Never  through  the  martyrdom  of  fire 

was  led 
To  its  repose;  nor  can  in  books  be  read 
The  legend  of  a  life  more  benedight. 
There  is  a  mountain  in  the  distant 

West, 
That,  sun-defying,  in  its  deep  ravines 
Displays  a  cross  of  snow  upon  its  side. 
Such  is  the  cross  I  wear  upon  my 

breast 
These  eighteen  years,  through  all  the 

changing  scenes 
And  seasons,  changeless  since  the  day 

she  died. 

The  poem  is  obviously  one  of 
loss,  the  loss  of  a  loved  one  who 
apparently  died  by  fire.  While  you 
have  not  had  an  exactly  compa- 
rable experience  you  probably 
have  lost,  by  death,  someone  very 
dear  to  you.  You  reflect  that  your 
loss  also  took  place  long  ago,  but 
it  is  still  vivid,  and  you  appreciate 
the  author's  symbol  of  the  cross 
of  snow — with  all  its  suggestions 
of  suffering  —  for  it  describes 
your  own  feelings  well.  Faith  in 
a  hereafter,  however,  partially 
tempers  your  sorrow,  and  you  do 
not  quite  identify  with  the  de- 
spairing tone  of  the  concluding 
lines.  This  poem  appeals  to  any- 
one who  has  experienced  the 
death  of  a  loved  one,  but  you 
would  have  to  share  the  author's 
religious  convictions,  which  do 
not  appear  very  hopeful  here,  to 
identify  with  this  poem  totally. 


B.  Finding  Critical  Standards 
Within  the  Work.  The  second  ap- 
proach stresses  the  form  of  the 
work  rather  than  its  message  and 
requires  some  knowledge  of  liter- 
ary types.  It  is  often  called  the 
Aristotelian  method,  after  Aris- 
totle, pupil  of  Plato.  This  ap- 
proach focuses  on  the  form  in 
which  the  poem  is  written.  Let  us 
demonstrate  this  by  considering 
the  same  poem  we  looked  at 
earlier.  You  still  do  not  care  who 
wrote  it,  but  you  do  care  about 
its  structure  and  the  relation  of 
part  to  part  in  the  poem.  You 
note  immediately  that  it  is  a  son- 
net. You  check  to  see  if  the  poem 
is  unified  by  a  strong  but  single 
emotion,  and  find  that  it  is.  You 
also  note  that  the  author  has 
handled  the  two-part  nature  of 
the  sonnet  well.  The  first  eight 
lines  develop  the  situation;  the 
last  six  give  it  symbolic  and  mem- 
orable expression.  The  images  are 
consistent  and  precise.  The  au- 
thor's constant  guarding  of  a 
saintly  memory  is  conveyed  ef- 
fectively by  such  words  as 
"watches,"  "halo,"  "benedight," 
and  "changeless."  The  suddenness 
of  the  catastrophe  is  beautifully 
illustrated  by  the  uninterrupted 
phrase  from  the  middle  of  line 
five  to  the  middle  of  line  seven. 
And  nothing  is  more  impressive  in 
setting  the  despairing  tone  of  the 
poem  than  the  position  given  the 
word  changeless  in  the  last  line. 
Coming  as  it  does,  it  forces  you  to 
emphasize  it,  and  in  so  doing 
leaves  exactly  the  impact  neces- 
sary to  conclude  this  tightly  con- 
trolled poem. 

C.  Emphasizing  the  Author. 
The  third  approach  tries  to  illumi- 
nate the  work  by  considering  the 


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author  and  the  background  of  the 
poem.  This  is  often  referred  to 
with  reference  to  the  name  Lon- 
ginus,  a  Greek  philosopher,  and 
emphasizes  research.  If  we  con- 
sider the  conditions  under  which 
a  poem  is  written,  we  may  be  able 
to  understand  allusions  and  refer- 
ences which  would  otherwise  be 
obscure.  The  author's  experience 
may  add  richness  to  our  interpre- 
tation of  his  work.  If  we  look  at 
the  same  poem  we  have  been  ex- 
amining, we  need  to  know  im- 
mediately that  the  author  is 
Henry  Wadsworth  Longfellow, 
and  that  he  is  writing  in  memory 
of  his  beloved  wife  whose  dress 
caught  fire  from  the  candles  of 
the  Christmas  tree.  Although 
Longfellow  tried  desperately  to 
smother  the  fire,  and  received  se- 
vere bums  himself,  he  was  not 
able  to  save  her.  With  the  possible 
exception  of  Nathaniel  Haw- 
thorne and  Mark  Twain,  no  well- 
known  American  writer  had  a 
happier  marriage  than  Longfel- 
low. He  adored  his  wife,  and  her 
death  seemed  to  him  to  have  a 
terrible  appropriateness  in  that 
she  died  as  so  many  other  saints 
had  done — by  fire.  The  fact  that 
it  occurred  near  Christmas  was 
also  suggestive  to  him  and  prob- 
ably helped  in  the  choice  of  his 
concluding  symbol — the  cross. 

D.  Acknowledging  the  Verdict 
of  Time.  The  fourth  position  is  a 
very  practical  one,  named  after 
Horace,  the  Roman.  It  suggests 
that  you  check  to  see  what  other 
people  have  thought  about  the 
work  you  are  examining.  If  a 
poem  continues  to  be  read  and 
discussed  year  after  year,  if  it 
gives  pleasure  and  inspiration  to 
succeeding  generations,  it  cannot 


be  discounted  whether  it  seems 
to  qualify  for  praise  under  any 
other  position  or  not.  Unfortu- 
nately, this  approach  cannot  be 
used  with  much  success  to  evalu- 
ate contemporary  works.  We  need 
the  perspective  of  time  to  com- 
pare and  evaluate  by  this  stand- 
ard. Even  the  eighty  years  which 
have  elapsed  since  Longfellow 
wrote  "The  Cross  of  Snow"  are 
not  enough  to  know  whether  it 
will  truly  last.  We  do  note  that 
it  is  appearing  more  and  more 
often  in  anthologies  today,  while 
some  other  poems  of  Longfellow 
like  "The  Village  Blacksmith"— 
once  extremely  popular — are  rare- 
ly reprinted. 

Perhaps,  in  conclusion,  the  use 
of  these  four  approaches  can  be 
effectively  illustrated  by  consider- 
ing The  Book  of  Mormon.  Under 
the  Platonic  method  we  can  check 
the  "message"  of  this  work  by 
standards  which  we  bring  from 
our  study  of  other  scripture.  No 
book,  not  excepting  the  Bible,  is 
better  able  to  defend  itself  on  the 
basis  of  what  it  has  to  say  to  all 
Christians  than  The  Book  of 
Mormon. 

From  the  Aristotelian  point  of 
view,  that  is  evaluation  on  the 
basis  of  form.  The  Book  of  Mor- 
mon is  equally  impressive.  Its 
title  page  states  clearly  what  it 
claims  to  be,  which  is  essentially 
Hebraic  history.  We  need  to  be 
aware,  however,  that  Hebraic  his- 
tory is  a  very  special  kind  of  ac- 
count. To  the  Hebrew,  history  is 
God's  dealings  with  his  chosen 
people,  no  more,  no  less.  It  is  not 
recorded  to  satisfy  curiosity;  it 
is  written  to  change  lives,  to  bring 
its  readers  to  a  knowledge  of  God. 
Theology,  therefore,  is  presented 
in   answer   to   human   problems. 


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Digressions  on  philosophy,  ge- 
ography, economy,  or  any  other 
concern  which  does  not  specifi- 
cally reflect  God's  dealings  with 
his  people  are  rare  in  any  Hebrew 
history  —  and  they  are  just  as 
rare  in  The  Book  of  Mormon.  If 
we  take  the  standards  by  which 
we  judge  from  the  work  itself, 
this  book  is  precisely,  and  tri- 
umphantly, what  it  claims  to  be. 

At  first  glance,  the  abridged 
nature  of  much  of  The  Book  of 
Mormon  would  seem  to  make  re- 
ference to  particular  writers  in  it 
unusually  difficult,  but  real  per- 
sons can  be  seen  in  looking  at  the 
different  writing  styles  of  such 
small  books  as  "Enos"  or  "Jar- 
orn."  As  an  example,  consider  the 
headlong  impetuosity  of  Enos. 
His  verbs  are  particularly  vivid: 
"sunk,"  "cried,"  "swept,"  "did 
pour  out,"  "labored."  Contrast 
this  with  calm,  exacting  Jarom. 
Unlike  Enos,  he  is  very  careful 
with  his  diction.  Note  his  descrip- 
tion of  the  Lamanites  in  verse  six. 
How  careful  he  is  to  give  us  their 
attitude  as  well  as  their  actions. 
They  not  only  killed;  they  "loved 
murder."  There  is  an  authentic 
ring  to  these  statements.  These 
are  such  actual  people  that  when 
Jacob  tells  us  "to  be  carnally- 
minded  is  death,  and  to  be  spirit- 
ually-minded is  life  eternal,"  we 
can  almost  hear  him  say  it.  He  is 
as  real  as  our  own  beloved  leaders 
today. 

Although  the  Book  of  Mormon 
has  been  in  print  for  fewer  than 
150  years,  demand  for  it  has  never 
slowed.  By  Horatian  standards — 
which  insist  that  the  test  of  time 
cannot  be  discounted — The  Book 
of  Mormon  is  doing  very  well. 
When  generations  yet  to  come 
find    this   book   significant.    The 


Book  of  Mormon  will  have  passed 
its  ultimate  critical  test  as  a  liter- 
ary work. 

SUMMARY 

The  important  thing  to  remem- 
ber about  this  lesson  is  that  any- 
one can  begin  to  become  an  able 
critic  of  literature  if  he  recognizes 
the  necessity  for  discernment  and 
works  at  developing  his  critical 
sensitivity  devotedly.  You  simply 
begin  where  you  are.  To  start, 
don't  worry  about  what  the  au- 
thor means;  (1)  find  out  what 
his  work  means  to  you.  Then  (2) 
try  to  see  how  the  work  is  put 
together;  look  for  the  "recipe"  of 
the  poem  or  story.  (3)  Add  to 
this,  as  you  are  able,  information 
about  the  author  which  will  give 
richness  to  your  analysis.  Then 
complete  your  development  by 
(4)  seeing  what  others  have  said. 
Throughout  the  lessons  which  fol- 
low we  will  try  to  demonstrate  the 
use  and  significance  of  these 
methods.  They  should  help  you 
appreciate  President  McKay's 
comment  that  "the  value  of  good 
reading  consists,  first,  in  select- 
ing good  books  and,  second,  in 
seeing  clearly  what  is  therein 
written." 

Questions  for  Discussion 

1.  Why  is  it  necessary  to  be  "criti- 
cal" of  literature?  Why  won't  simple 
appreciation  do? 

2.  What  is  the  special  strength  of 
the  first  critical  position  for  Latter- 
day  Saints? 

3.  What  is  the  danger  of  focusing 
on  the  life  of  the  poet  rather  than  on 
his  poetry? 

4.  Note  how  beautifully  such  a  work 
as  The  Book  of  Mormon  stands  up 
under  the  four  critical  approaches. 
Why,  on  the  other  hand,  will  most 
modern  writings  not  be  remembered 
a  hundred  years  from  now? 


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SOCIAL  SCIENCE    Divine  Law  and  Church  Government 
The  Functioning  of  Church    Government 


Elder  Ariel  S.  Ballif 


Lesson   15 — The  Application  of  Divine  Law  to  Life 

For  Fourth   Meeting,   October   1964 

Objective:    To  emphasize  that  religion  and   life  are  and  must 

be  one. 

But  be  ye  doers  of  the  word,  and  not  hearers  only,  deceiving  your 

own  selves  (James  1:22). 

He  that  receiveth  my  law  and  doeth  it,  the  same  is  my  disciple; 
and  he  that  saith  he  receiveth  it  and  doeth   it  not,  the  same  is 

not  my  disciple   .   .   .   (D&C  41:5). 


These  scriptures  have  been  and 
still  are  favorite  quotations  of 
speakers.  They  have  been  re- 
peated so  often  that  they  have 
almost  become  verbalisms  (a 
verbalism  is  an  empty  form  of 
words),  insofar  as  they  produce 
any  active  response  in  the  lives 
of  the  hearers. 

INTELLIGENT    VOLUNTARY    ACTION 

Christ's  action  was  voluntary 
even  to  the  giving  of  his  life  in 
the  supreme  sacrifice.  "No  man 
taketh  it  from  me,  but  I  lay  it 
down  of  myself"  (John  10:18).  In 
this,  as  in  all  other  actions,  the 
Savior  was  aware  of  the  will  of  the 
Father.  His  every  act  was  in  line 
with  the  divine  plan  dictated  by 
truth  and  righteousness  and  de- 
signed to  give  full  and  complete 
expression  to  man's  potential. 
The  major  principle  of  righteous 
living  is  voluntary  action,  know- 
ing good  and  evil  and  choosing 
the  good.    Action  based  on  fear. 


superstition,  or  ignorance  will  not 
bring  exaltation  nor  the  full 
realization  of  perfection. 

THE   PERFECT   PATTERN    INVOLVES 
ACTIVITY 

The  Savior's  life  was  one  of 
action  in  complete  agreement 
with  his  teachings.  Even  as  a 
child  he  pointed  out  the  neces- 
sity of  being  about  his  Father's 
business.  (Luke  2:49.)  In  review- 
ing his  life,  there  is  abundant  evi- 
dence of  the  application  of  his 
own  teachings.  At  the  conclusion 
of  his  earthly  activity  and  in  con- 
nection with  his  appearance  to 
the  Nephites  on  the  American 
Continent,  the  Father  testified  to 
the  people  that  Christ's  life  on 
earth  had  been  fully  accepted 
when  he  said,  "Behold  my  Be- 
loved Son,  in  whom  I  am  well 
pleased,  in  whom  I  have  glorified 
my  name  —  hear  ye  him"  (3 
Nephi  11:7).  The  Savior  thus 
became  the  ideal  pattern  for  us 


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to  follow.  His  acceptance  of  the 
Father  did  not  come  simply 
through  delivering  a  message  and 
teaching  truth.  It  included  a  day- 
by-day  performance  of  the  princi- 
ples of  eternal  life.  He  tested  out 
the  reality  of  the  first  and  second 
great  commandments  —  love  of 
God  and  love  of  fellow  men.  He 
placed  the  great  stress  on  service. 
In  his  growing  to  maturity, 
Christ  went  through  the  usual 
experience  of  living  with  people; 
he  participated  in  church  serv- 
ices; he  exercised  his  trade;  he 
met  people  in  a  business  way  and 
had  his  place  in  a  family.  His 
mother  pondered  in  her  heart 
(Luke  2:19)  all  the  things  that 
happened  in  relation  to  his  di- 
vinity for  he  was  the  Son  of  God. 

THE   IMPORTANCE  OF   LEADERSHIP 

Christ's  example  of  leadership 
set  the  pattern  for  all  men,  and, 
particularly,  for  the  Church  in 
this,  the  dispensation  of  the  ful- 
ness of  times.  He  knew  the  sor- 
rowing and  suffering  of  all  the 
people.  He  healed  the  sick,  raised 
the  dead,  and  counseled  people 
in  their  struggles,  both  temporal 
and  spiritual.  He  personally 
stood  the  test  of  temptations  in 
the  areas  of  the  greatest  human 
weaknesses,  the  craze  for  power 
and  wealth,  the  urge  of  the  appe- 
tites, and  the  test  of  faith  and 
humility  in  relation  to  the  use  of 
the  power  of  God. 

The  Savior's  living  testimony 
of  his  teachings  is  of  major  im- 
portance in  this  lesson.  The 
simplicity  of  his  teachings  and 
living  makes  his  example  one 
which  each  member  of  the  Church 
can  emulate.  The  effective  func- 
tioning of  the  Church  govern- 
ment depends  upon  a  lay  leader- 
ship.   The  responsibility  of  each 


member  is  to  be  prepared  in  the 
divine  pattern  of  leadership.  Es- 
sential to  this  is  a  sense  of  dedi- 
cation to  the  great  principles  that 
Christ  exemplified  in  his  life. 
President  Rudger  Clawson  once 
said,  "When  the  men  holding  the 
Priesthood  live  up  to  the  ideals 
of  the  Priesthood,  the  Church 
advances  rapidly;  when  they  fal- 
ter in  their  duties  the  progress 
of  the  Church  lags"  (Widtsoe, 
Priesthood  and  Church  Govern- 
ment, page  111.) 

The  Church  organization,  as 
we  know  it,  is  the  structure  or 
instrument  through  which  the 
Priesthood  or  power  of  God  can 
function,  but  the  proper  and  ef- 
fective functioning  of  Church 
government  depends  upon  the 
degree  of  righteousness  of  the 
people  involved.  No  ornamenta- 
tion of  the  physical  structure  of 
the  Church  can  substitute  for 
this. 

LEADERSHIP   DEFINED 

Leadership  is  the  key  to  the 
successful  functioning  of  the 
Church  organization.  A  leader 
is  commonly  referred  to  as  a  per- 
son with  the  ability  to  visualize, 
organize,  and  energize.  In  plain 
words,  a  leader  must  have  vision, 
be  able  to  see  relationships  and 
implications  of  the  course  being 
proposed.  He  must  be  able  to 
develop  organization  sufficient  to 
meet  the  demands  of  the  objec- 
tives involved,  and  must  have  the 
energy  to  stimulate  the  members 
of  his  group  to  action.  In  The 
Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of  Latter- 
day  Saints,  the  leader  must  also 
have  the  spiritual  quality  neces- 
sary to  communicate  with  divin- 
ity and  receive  divine  guidance  in 
his  particular  assignment. 

Great  leadership  in  the  Church 


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comes  from  a  realization  of  the 
possibilities  or  potential  of  the 
calling  in  relation  to  what  can  be 
done  for  the  membership  and  the 
part  this  work  can  play  in  build- 
ing the  kingdom  of  God  on  earth. 
A  true  leader  in  the  Church  does 
not  look  upon  his  assignment  or 
calling  as  a  status  symbol,  but  as 
a  challenge  to  use  his  talents  in 
the  service  of  the  group.  He  is 
motivated  by  love  and  dedicated 
to  the  task  of  bringing  the  group 
to  the  goal  and  purpose  of  the 
Church,  which  is  perfection  and 
exaltation. 

Leadership  in  the  above  situ- 
ation is  not  based  on  force  or 
violence.  It  comes  "by  persua- 
sion, by  long-suffering,  by  gentle- 
ness and  meekness,  and  by  love 
unfeigned"  (D&C  121:41).  This 
describes  the  leadership  of  the 
Savior.  As  has  been  already 
pointed  out,  Jesus  was  a  doer  of 
the  Word.  Leaders  in  the  Church 
must  be  members  whose  lives  are 
consistent  with  the  pattern  set 
by  Jesus  Christ. 

DECISION  AND  TRUE  VIRTUE 

People  in  leadership  positions 
are  expected  to  set  the  proper 
example,  providing  for  the  mem- 
bers the  evidence  of  the  effec- 
tiveness of  the  principles  of  the 
gospel  in  daily  living.  Neverthe- 
less, each  person  is  responsible 
for  the  decisions  he  makes  in 
relation  to  divine  counsel. 

In  every  human  contact,  in 
business,  in  recreation,  in  school, 
family,  or  Church,  the  rules  of 
right  living  must  be  the  same. 
Decisions  are  made  on  the  basis 
of  the  real  values  in  one's  stand- 
ard of  living.  True  virtue  is  ex- 
pressed in  decision-making  which 
is  done  on  the  basis  of  full  knowl- 
edge, knowing  the  right  and  the 


wrong  and  choosing  the  right. 
While  there  may  be  some  vari- 
ance as  to  what  is  right  among 
the  different  cultures  of  the 
world,  there  can  be  no  question 
as  to  what  is  right  and  truth  in 
the  revelations  of  God.  He  is 
the  Author  of  all  that  is  good 
and  true.  As  has  been  pointed 
out  in  previous  lessons,  revela- 
tion or  divine  law  is  the  wisdom 
or  counsel  of  the  Creator  given 
as  direction  by  which  man,  the 
creation,  can,  by  his  own  choice, 
reach  the  height  of  his  possi- 
bilities. 

There  are  those  who  argue  that 
right  is  a  matter  of  interpreta- 
tion, expediency,  or  intellectual 
justification.  Too  often  these 
arguments  are  an  effort  at  ration- 
alization to  relieve  one's  mind 
from  criticism  of  personal  be- 
havior. 

Virtue  is  not  limited  to  one 
area  of  behavior.  It  applies  to 
all  our  decision-making  where 
right  and  wrong  are  concerned. 
The  pattern  of  virtue  is  formed 
in  the  numerous  small  decisions 
one  makes  from  day  to  day. 

THE   IMPLICATION  OF  CHOICE 

Being  confronted  with  prob- 
lems is  the  spice  of  living.  De- 
cision-making is  the  evidence  of 
the  character  of  the  individual. 
Almost  every  moment  that  we 
are  awake  we  are  required  to 
make  decisions.  The  freedom  and 
right  to  make  these  decisions  by 
ourselves  is  a  priceless  heritage 
and  blessing.  To  be  an  accepted 
member  of  any  group,  one's  de- 
cisions must  be  controlled,  in- 
fluenced by,  or  at  least  in  con- 
formity with  the  values  and 
standards  of  the  group  in  which 
he    desires    membership.     One's 


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claim  to  acceptance  in  the  Church 
is  based  on  this  sound  principle. 
Church  standards  are  the  same 
for  all  members  whether  it  be  in 
family  relations,  in  activity  on  a 
social  plane,  in  dealings  in  busi- 
ness operations,  or  in  participa- 
tion in  Church  opportunities  for 
service.  The  action  of  an  ac- 
cepted member  of  the  kingdom 
must  be  motivated  by  love, 
guided  by  wisdom,  tempered  with 
justice,  consideration,  and  kind- 
ness. He  must  perform  his  ser- 
vice with  a  sincere  desire  for  the 
improvement  of  others. 

LIVING  THE  GOSPEL 

Madame  Marie  Curie,  a  very 
famous  scientist,  discovered  and 
applied  a  method  of  extracting 
radium  from  raw  ore.  She  was 
able  to  secure  the  first  ounce  of 
this  precious  metal.  Its  dollar 
value  was  fantastic  and  she  was 
poor,  but  she  dedicated  her  find- 
ings to  the  welfare  of  mankind. 
She  gave  her  ounce  of  radium  to 
the  medical  profession  to  be  used 
in  the  treatment  of  human  ills, 
an  example  of  true  service  for  the 
welfare  of  mankind. 

Such  outstanding  examples  of 
dedicated  service  can  be  found  in 
many  different  fields.  Others  of 
less  magnitude  can  be  observed 
in  various  areas  of  everyday  life. 
The  importance  of  such  examples 
is  to  illustrate  that  human  beings 
are  capable  of  the  pattern  of 
conduct  Jesus  exemplified  in 
every  moment  of  his  life.  He  was 
the  perfect  example  of  human 
living.  There  is  ample  evidence 
to  show  that  behavior  such  as  he 
exemplified  can  be  performed  by 
all  of  us,  not  occasionally  or  by 
chance,  but  regularly  and  by 
choice,  recognizing  the  value  of 
such  behavior. 


Honesty  is  a  habit  and  virtue 
grows  out  of  it.  Being  honest 
with  oneself  in  relation  to  the 
standards  and  values  that  have 
formulated  one's  philosophy  of 
life,  is  essential  to  virtuous  living. 
In  The  Church  of  Jesus  Christ 
of  Latter-day  Saints,  the  stand- 
ards and  values  come  from  God 
and  are  contained  in  the  divine 
law  that  directs  the  Church. 

SUMMARY 

As  previously  pointed  out,  di- 
vine law  is  the  counsel  of  God 
given  to  provide  direction  in  the 
lives  of  human  beings  that  will 
assist  them  in  the  development 
of  their  greatest  possibilities  and 
lead  them  toward  perfection,  and 
in  the  direction  of  Godhood, 
man's  greatest  potential. 

The  function  of  Church  govern- 
ment from  the  beginning  of  time 
has  been  to  give  direction  to  hu- 
man association.  How  to  live  to- 
gether successfully  has  been  the 
major  emphasis.  In  the  city  of 
Enoch  the  people  achieved  per- 
fection enough  to  be  translated. 
The  people  ''were  of  one  heart 
and  one  mind,  and  dwelt  in  right- 
eousness; and  there  was  no  poor 
among  them"  (Moses  7:18). 

All  the  sons  of  Adam  had  been 
taught  the  basic  principles  of 
right  living,  but  evidently  only 
the  few  in  Enoch's  city  put  the 
principles  into  practice. 

Another  example  is  found  in 
The  Book  of  Mormon,  4  Nephi, 
where  the  people  accepted  the 
divine  way  of  life  and  lived  to- 
gether in  peace  for  200  years. 

Sacred  literature  is  full  of  sug- 
gestions for  right  living.  There 
are  many  who  have  knowledge  of 
the  facts  of  divine  law,  but  until 
they  apply  the  principles  in  their 
lives,  they  will  not  produce  right- 


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eousness.  To  the  degree  that  we 
Hve  the  teachings  of  the  Savior, 
to  that  degree  will  we  become 
perfect  in  our  human  relations 
and  thus  become  different  from 
the  world. 

The  function  of  Church  govern- 
ment is  to  produce  a  standard  of 
behavior  like  that  of  the  people 
of  Enoch,  and  the  Nephites  in  4 
Nephi,  and  to  develop  the  perfec- 
tion in  human  conduct  patterned 
after  the  example  of  the  Savior. 
"Be  ye  doers  of  the  word." 

THOUGHTS  FOR  DISCUSSION 

1.  Do  the  principles  of  the  gospel 
interfere  with  the  things  you  enjoy 
doing? 

2.  Is  there  a  difference  in  your  re- 
ligious behavior  and  your  regular 
activities  in  life? 

3.  What  is  the  relationship  between 
your  religion  and  effective  participa- 
tion as  a  citizen? 

4.  In  what  way  were  the  people  of 
Enoch's  time  or  the  people  in  4  Nephi 
different  from  us? 

References 

New  Testament,  the  Four  Gospels 
The    Book    of    Mormon,    3    Nephi; 
4  Nephi 

Pearl  of  Great  Price,  Moses  7:18 

NOTES   ON   AUTHORS  OF  LESSONS 

Dr.  Bruce  B.  Clark 

IVIr.  Bruce  B.  Clark  is  Professor  of 
Enghsh  and  Chairman  of  the  English 
Department  at  Brigham  Young  Uni- 
versity. Now  forty-six  years  old,  he 
was  born  in  1918  in  Georgetown, 
Idaho,  the  son  of  Marvin  and  Alice 
Budge  Clark,  and  a  descendant  of 
four  pioneer  families  —  the  Clarks, 
Budges,  Woolleys,  and  Athays.  Per- 
haps most  notable  among  his  ancestors 
was  his  great-grandfather,  William 
Budge,  the  young  Scotch  missionary 
instrumental  in  converting  Karl  G. 
Maeser  to  the  Church.  (Karl  G. 
Maesar  was  called  by  President  Brig- 
ham  Young  in  1876  to  organize  the 
Brigham  Young  University,  and  Wil- 
ham  Budge  was  for  many   years   the 


President  of  Bear  Lake  Stake  and  of 
the  Logan  Temple.) 

In  1935  Brother  Clark  was  gradu- 
ated from  Montpelier  High  School  in 
Montpelier.  Idaho.  He  then  attended 
the  University  of  Utah  for  three  years 
before  interrupting  his  education  to 
serve  a  mission  in  the  Northwestern 
States  from  1939  to  1941.  Following 
this  mission,  he  returned  to  the  Uni- 
versity of  Utah  to  graduate  with  a 
B.A.  degree  in  English  in  1943.  During 
World  War  II  he  served  for  three 
years  in  the  U.  S.  Army,  most  of  this 
time  in  Hawaii  as  a  director  of  publi- 
cations at  an  army  post.  After  the  war, 
he  resumed  his  education,  receiving 
an  M.A.  in  English  at  Brigham  Young 
University  in  1947  and  a  Ph.D.  in 
English  and  Philosophy  at  the  Uni- 
versity of  Utah  in  1951.  Since  1950  he 
has  been  on  the  English  faculty  at 
Brigham  Young  University,  serving  as 
department   chairman    since    1960. 

After  filling  many  other  Church 
positions,  he  was  called  to  be  a  bishop 
in  1954,  and  after  serving  seven  years 
in  this  capacity,  was  called  in  1961 
to  the  High  Council  of  his  stake,  in 
which  position  he  served  until  May 
24  of  this  year,  when  he  was  again 
appointed  a  bishop. 

In  addition  to  his  work  on  a  Relief 
Society  literature  text,  Brother  Clark 
has  written  many  other  articles  and 
public  addresses,  mostly  on  literature 
and  religion,  and  is  now  completing  a 
critical  biography  of  Oscar  Wilde  for  a 
New  York  publishing  firm.  He  is  a 
member  of  many  national  and  state 
professional  organizations  and  is 
listed  in  Who's  Who  in  America.  His 
wife  is  Ouida  Raphiel,  formerly  of 
Campti,  Louisiana,  and  they  are  the 
parents  of  six  children,  ages  seven  to 
sixteen. 

Dr.  Robert  K.  Thomas 

Dr.  Robert  K.  Thomas,  a  son  of 
Zeph  and  Maud  Rencher  Thomas, 
was  born  at  Sunnyside,  Utah,  on  July 
22,  1918.  He  moved  to  Oregon  at 
the  age  of  eight  and  remained  there 
through  college  and  the  first  year  of 
graduate  school.  In  1947,  Dr.  Thom- 
as was  graduated  from  Reed  College 
in  Portland,  and  in  1949,  he  received 
his  M.A.  Degree  from  the  University 
of  Oregon.     After  additional  graduate 


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study  in  American  Literature  at 
Columbia,  he  returned  to  Utah  and 
Brigham  Young  University  in  1951. 
In  1957,  he  received  a  Danforth 
Teacher  grant  for  further  study  to- 
ward a  Ph.D.  In  1960-61,  he  was  se- 
lected by  the  student  body  as  Profes- 
sor of  the  Year.  In  the  same  year  he 
was  appointed  Director  of  the  Brig- 
ham  Young  University  Honors  Pro- 
gram. In  1962,  Dr.  Thomas  coached 
the  team  which  represented  Brigham 
Young  University  on  the  TV  "College 
Quiz  Bowl."  Dr.  Thomas  has  served 
as  stake  Sunday  School  superintend- 
ent, high  councilman,  and  a  member 
of  a  bishopric.  He  served  on  the  high 
council  of  the  Brigham  Young  Univer- 
sity Fourth  Stake  until  May  24  of  this 
year  when  he  was  called  as  bishop  of 
a  B.  Y.  U.  ward.  He  is  a  member  of 
Phi  Beta  Kappa  and  Phi  Kappa  Phi. 
On  December  24,  1948,  Dr.  Thomas 
was  married  to  Shirley  Ann  Wilkes 
in  the  St.  George  Temple.  The  couple 
now  have  three  children,  Cornel, 
twelve;  Ryan,  eleven;  and  Angie,  nine. 

WiNNiFRED  Cannon  Jardine 

WiNNlFRED  Cannon  Jardine,  a  daugh- 
ter of  Winnifred  Merrill  and  Clawson 
Young  Cannon,  spent  most  of  her 
"growing  up"  years  in  Ames,  Iowa, 
where  her  father  was  a  professor  at 
Iowa  State  College.  It  was  there 
she  received  her  college  education  and 
was  graduated  in  Home  Economics 
Journalism.  After  graduation,  she  was 
a  staff  member  of  the  Martha  Logan 
Test  Kitchen,  Swift  &  Company,  Chi- 
cago; a  member  and,  later,  head  of  the 
Home  Economics  Department,  Ameri- 
can Meat  Institute,  Chicago;  Director, 


Home  Economics  Department,  Radio 
Station  KMBC,  Kansas  City,  Mis- 
souri. She  was  married  to  Stuart  Bry- 
son  Jardine  in  the  Salt  Lake  Temple 
in  1946.  They,  together  with  their 
family,  have  lived  in  Salt  Lake  City 
ever  since,  except  for  four  years  spent 
in  Colorado  Springs,  Colorado.  They 
are  the  parents  of  four  children: 
James,  Stephen,  Mark,  and  Ann.  Mr. 
Jardine  is  an  agent  with  The  Equi- 
table Life   Assurance   Society. 

Since  coming  to  Salt  Lake,  Sister 
Jardine  has  continued  to  work  in  her 
profession.  She  was  an  instructor  in 
foods  and  nutrition  at  the  University 
of  Utah,  and  has  been  food  editor  of 
the  Deseret  News  and  Salt  Lake  Tele- 
gram for  the  past  fifteen  years.  She 
has  also  been  a  food  consultant  and 
free  lance  writer,  having  stories  pub- 
lished in  such  magazines  as  The  Relief 
Society  Magazine,  The  Improvement 
Era,  The  Children's  Friend,  Better 
Homes  and  Gardens,  Better  Living, 
Farm  Journal,  Town  Journal,  Sunset 
Magazine,  and  Successful  Farming. 
Except  for  her  teaching,  she  has 
worked  entirely  from  her  home.  She 
is  a  member  of  the  Utah  Home  Econ- 
omists in  Business,  Utah  Home  Eco- 
omics  Association,  and  the  Utah  State 
Nutrition   Council. 

Sister  Jardine  has  been  a  member 
of  the  YWMIA  General  Board  and 
has  written  various  lessons  for  the 
MIA  manuals.  She  has  been  both  a 
ward  and  stake  YWMIA  president, 
has  served  on  both  ward  and  stake 
boards  of  the  Primary,  has  been  a 
Relief  Society  class  leader,  and  is  at 
the  present  time  theology  class  leader 
on  the  East  Mill  Creek  Stake  Relief 
Society  Board. 


TO    MY   DEAR   SISTERS    IN    RELIEF   SOCIETY 

Marion    Mallorie 
Farnborough,    Hampshire,    England 

Something  wonderful  stirs  at  my  heart, 
When   I  think  how  united  we  are. 
We  each  play  a  valuable  part, 
Each  one  in  a  different  way. 

And  yet  we  are  all  working  together 
And  to  one  Heavenly  Father  we  pray. 

Ours  is  a  beautiful  labor. 

Each  one  has  a  beautiful  task — 

To  fulfill  the  commandments  of  Christ, 

And  to  give  unto  those  who  will  ask. 


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Humble  Values 

Alice  R.  Rich 

i^RANDMOIIIER  Marcn  rocked  coni- 
^^  fortably  before  her  Charter  Oak 
cookstove  in  her  kitchen-living  room  and 
watched  the  sun  set  over  the  western 
marsh  lands  as  its  orange  and  red  changed 
to  drab,  that  late  November  day.  A  heavy 
wind  whipped  loose  snow  against  the  win- 
dow panes,  but  she  was  cozy  inside,  with 
evening  chores  all  done.  In  the  attached 
shanty  she  had  her  coal  and  kindling,  and 
from  the  ever-ready  pump,  under  the 
sheltering  caxes,  she  had  her  water  buckets 
filled  on  the  wash  bench  by  the  back 
door. 

Her  alonencss  was  compensated  by  these 
humble  comforts.  She  was  warm  inside 
in  the  love  and  thoughtfulness  of  family 
and  neighbors.  Her  side  table  was  gay 
with  cards  and  letters  and  a  small  planter 
of  Philodendron  from  dear  ones  who  had 
remembered  her  recent  birthday. 

Only  today  Mary  Ellen,  her  young 
neighbor  had  brought  over  baby  Stephen, 
to  show  her  his  first  tooth.  On  his  chub 
by  feet  he  wore  the  white  and  yellow 
bootees  that  Maren  had  knitted  for  him. 
Mary  Ellen  had  needles  and  yarn  with 
her  to  get  instructions  how  to  make  some 
bootees  for  a  friend  who  was  preparing 
for  a  new  baby.  Later  in  the  day,  Marsha 
came  to  bring  her  mail  from  the  village 
Post  Office.  Along  with  her  Relief  So- 
ciety Magazine,  there  was  a  letter  from 
her  granddaughter,  now  living  on  the 
family  farm  where  Maren  and  her  young 
husband  had  homesteaded,  and  where 
they  had  reared  their  family  of  nine  boys 
and  girls.  The  letter  was  full  of  everyday 
activities  and  happenings,  lovely  remind- 
ers of  her  own  bright  and  active  days 
there. 

After  a  long  quiet  evening  of  reading 
and  thinking,  Maren  banked  the  fire  and 
prepared  for  bed.  Sincere  appreciation 
welled  up  in  her  heart  for  all  the  blessings 
that  were  hers  today.  In  her  prayers  she 
thanked  a  kind  Maker  for  her  wonderful 
gifts.  She  felt  that  heaven  could  not  be 
very  different. 


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"Come  and  see,"  they  say. 
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Potentials 

Pearle  M.  Olsen 

An  all-wise  loving  Father 

planted  well 

the  seeds  of  gifts  and  talents 

deep  within 

each  one  of  us. 

Celestial  settings 

nurtured  growth 

in  some  degree, 

and,  then,  through  birth, 

we  brought  them, 

sleeping, 

when  we  came  to  dwell 

upon  this  mortal  earth. 

And  they  remain 

in  embryonic  state 

until  his  truths  impel 

to  action.     Then 

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to  feel  uneasy  —  swell, 

and  burst  the  shell 

of  stored  potential. 

Aptitudes  therein 
assert  themselves  — 
endeavor  to  excel 
on  past  performance, 
and  compel 
us  on  to  justify 
their  timeless  origin. 


Goals 

To  set  goals  for  ourselves  is 
admirable;  however  we  need  to  re- 
member it  is  through  the  work,  the 
struggle,  the  hope  we  expend  in 
striving  for  the  goal,  that  we  attain 
growth.  We  must  not  give  up  be- 
cause the  destination  appears  always 
to  be  moving  into  the  distance.  Both 
the  journey  and  the  arrival  are  im- 
portant. 

—Nancy  M.  Armstrong 


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Elwood,  Utah 

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Layton,  Utah 


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Ninety 

Mrs.  Lucy  Debenham  Walker  Fields 
Salt  Lake  City,  Utah 

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The  Dalles,  Oregon 

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Kennewick,  Washington 

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Salt  Lake  City,  Utah 

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Aronogo,  Missouri 

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Ephraim,  Utah 

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Provo,  Utah 

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Burley,  Idaho 


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Just  sandburrs,  worries,  when  she  woke, 

But  with  her  mind  she  painted  one; 

Where  loomed  a  desert,  drew  an  oak. 

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Upon  the  barren  plain  of  mind  — 

And  stars  to  shine  where  darkness  stretched, 

So  cleared  her  eyes  that  had  been  blind. 

Where  heartache  had  been  better  known, 

These  things  she  claimed  became  her  own. 


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Carlton  Culmsee 

Into  the  gray  earth  goeth  the  black  seeds. 

Out  of  the  gray  earth  cometh  grass  and  blossoms. 

Into  the  hogan  of  mud  goeth  the  silver  blackened 

by  the  hands  of  many. 
Out  of  the  hogan  cometh  the  silver  reborn 
Into  beauty  as  new  as  dawn  on  the  old  hills. 
Out  of  the  hogan  of  mud  and  the  bower  of  brush 
Cometh  blankets  warm  against  the  wind, 
Strong  against  the  years, 
Beautiful  as  the  red  mesa  in  the  moonlight. 
"May  it  be  beautiful  below  me. 

May  it  be  beautiful  above  me. 

In  beauty  it  is  finished." 

(The  Relief  Society  Magazine,  July  1938) 


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I  enjoy  very  much  to  receive  every 
month  The  Relief  Society  Magazine. 
It  is  thanks  to  my  best  girl  friend  Ann 
Reynolds,  who  lives  in  Ogden,  Utah, 
that  I  get  it.  I  like  very  much  the 
stories,  recipes,  and  lessons.  I  was 
very  happy  to  meet  President  Belle  S. 
Spafford  when  she  was  traveling  in 
Europe.  I  felt  her  sweet  spirit  and 
could  see  that  she  was  inspired  by 
the  Lord  in  all  that  she  does.  \  am 
twenty  years  old  and  a  member  of  Re- 
lief Society  for  almost  two  years  now. 
I  would  like  to  tell  all  my  sisters  who 
are  working  for  Relief  Society  I  love 
you  all  and  pray  that  God  will  bless 
each  of  you  with  his  Spirit  and  with 
the  blessings  that  you  need. 

Elaine  Gasquy 

Liege,  Belgium 

The  article  by  Olive  W.  Burt  con- 
cerning the  patchwork  skirt  (June 
1964)  was  of  special  interest  to  me, 
since  i  spent  a  couple  of  pleasant 
evenings  working  on  the  skirt  in  Mrs. 
Burt's  home.  I  have  since  made  a 
skirt  of  my  own. 

Helen  Fletcher  Collins 

Dugway,  Utah 


I  feel  I  must  write  in  explanation  of 
an  important  point  in  my  story  "Mama 
Lives  in  the  Kitchen"  (February  1964), 
brought  up  in  the  April  "From  Near  and 
Far"  section.  In  writing  the  story  I  did 
not  mean  to  imply  that  the  mother  was 
"overwhelmed  by  kitchen  work,"  or  even 
felt  that  she  was  ....  Her  kitchen  was 
the  heart  of  the  house  —  and  a  sunny, 
happy  heart  it  was.  The  fifteen-year-old 
daughter  In  the  story  thought  her  moth- 
er was  abused  because  she  was  a  ro- 
mantic-minded girl  whose  ideas  about 
marriage  ended  with  the  wedding  .... 
Perhaps  I  did  not  emphasize  my  point 
strongly  enough,  and  I  am  grateful  to 
Sister  Robinson  for  bringing  it  up.  I 
enjoyed  the  April  issue  very  much,  es- 
pecially "More  Blessed  to  Receive" 
(story  by  Nita  Ellis),  with  its  compelling 
theme. 

Lael  J.  Litti(e 

Monterey  Park,  California 


The  evening  after  I  had  read  the 
story  "The  Storm,"  by  Lila  Spencer 
in  the  April  Magazine,  I  was  walking 
with  a  dear  friend  who  had  been  denied 
the  privilege  of  meeting  two  of  her 
grandchildren.  "It  just  doesn't  pay  to 
get  attached  to  anything,"  she  said.  For 
a  moment  I  was  at  a  loss  for  words. 
Then  I  remembered  the  story  "The 
Storm."  "No  love  is  ever  lost,"  I  said, 
"no  love  is  ever  wasted."  I  pointed  out 
that  her  grandsons  were  better  off  for 
having  known  her  love  through  the 
years,  and  that  she  herself  had  grown 
from  giving  it.  Thus,  this  grandmother 
was  cheered  and  comforted.  I  cannot 
count  the  times  that  I  myself  have  been 
comforted,  cheered,  and  inspired  by  the 
Magazine. 

Donna   Monzeilo 
Reseda,  California 

The  article  "How  About  a  Get-It  Done 
Day?"  (by  Vera  Stocker,  In  the  April 
Magazine),  inspired  this  letter  and 
others  that  I  have  written  this  morn- 
ing. I  read  with  emotion  the  story 
"More  Blessed  to  Receive,"  by  Nita 
Ellis,  and  can  understand,  because  I 
was  on  the  receiving  end  this  past 
winter  while  family  and  friends  waited 
on  me,  when  I  would  rather  have  been 
up  and  doing  for  them.  The  Magazine 
contains  such  choice  material.  Recent- 
ly, while  visiting  a  friend,  someone 
called  at  the  last  minute  and  asked  her 
to  give  a  spiritual  thought  In  MIA  that 
night.  She  asked  me  for  suggestions 
and  I  immediately  thought  of  the  April 
Magazine  I  had  just  finished  reading, 
and  suggested  the  short  thought  "Ap- 
plication," by  Louise  Murray.  In  my 
teaching  in  Church  and  at  home  I 
frequently  find  myself  referring  to 
stories  and  articles  in  the  Magazine  to 
enrich  the  lessons. 

Rosalie  S.  Wells 
Promontory,  Utah 

I  really  appreciate  the  wonderful 
Relief  Society  Magazine.  As  a  mother 
and  wife  I  need  the  help  that  the 
Magazine  gives  me. 

Mrs.  Meivin  Billings 

Provo,  Utah 


562 


The    R^li^f   Society  Magazine 

Volume  51      August  1964      Number  8 

Editor     Marianne  C.  Sharp  Associate  Editor     Vesta  P.  Crawford 

General  Manager     Belle  S.  Spafford 

564     For  the  Blessing  of  the  Lamanites     Boyd  K.  Packer 

572     Singing  Mothers  Present  Music  at  the  American  Mother  Rainbow  Awards  Luncheon 

Marianne  C.  Sharp 
580     Our  Board  Goes  to  Conference     Marjorie  M.  Reeve 
592     Promotion  Posters  for  The  Relief  Society  Magazine     Gertrude  Keeler 

575     Mr.   Lewis  and  the  Ravens — Part  I     Ilene  H.  Kingsbury 

588     The  Someday  Vacation     Alice  Gubler  Sabin 

604     Your  Heart  to  Understanding — Chapter   7     Hazel  M.  Thomson 


562     From  Near  and  Far 

583  Woman's  Sphere     Ramona  W.  Cannon 

584  Editorial:    "Compassion  Becometh   a  Woman"     Vesta  P.  Crawford 

586  In    Memoriam — Alice   Bitner   Castleton 

587  Notes  to  the  Field:   The  Relief  Society  Annual  General  Conference 

587     Picture   Kit  for   the   1964-65  Theology  Lessons  Available 
587     Visual  Aid  Packet  Available  for  1964-65  Literature  Lessons 

611     Notes  From  the  Field — Relief  Society  Activities     Hulda  Parker 

640    Birthday   Congratulations 

The  Home  -  Inside  and  Out 

596     Raw  Apple  Cookies     Florence  L.  Mecham 

596  Butter  Mints     Dorothy  Scott 

597  Pretty   Pillows,  Useful,  Too     Shirley   Thulin 

602  Gleanings  From  the  Summer    Nancy  M.  Armstrong 

603  Pauline  B.  Wale's  Hobby — Seventy  Years  of  Quiltmaking 

618     Theology— The  Vision    (Continued)    Roy  W.  Doxey 

624     Visiting  Teacher  Message — "And  He  Who  Receiveth  All  Things  With  Thankfulness  .  .  ." 

Christine  H.  Robinson 
626     Work   Meeting — Health  and  Its  Influence  on  Happiness    Winnifred  C.  Jardine 
628     Literature — Literature  "Tasted  .   .  .  Swallowed  .  .  .  Digested"    Robert  K.  Thomas 
633     Social  Science — The  Function  of  Divine  Law  in  Family  Relations     Ariel  S.  Ballif 

Poet' 

561     House  of  Earth     Carlton  Culmsee 

Maria's  Return,  by  Lottie  H.  Singley,  570;  Nijoni  (The  Beautiful),  by  Helen  Fletcher  Col- 
lins, 571;  The  Evening  and  Morning  of  the  First  Day,  by  Carolle  Denton,  574;  Sequel,  by 
Dorothy  J.  Roberts,  586;  The  Happy  Children,  by  Linnie  F.  Robinson,  595;  A  Plea  for  Love- 
liness, by  Alice  Lowe  Corbett,  601;  I  Stood  on  a  Hilltop,  by  Vilate  R.  McAllister,  610;  Lonely, 
by  Catherine  B.  Bowles,  625;  Golden  Wedding  Anniversary,  by  Ida  Elaine  James,  639;  The 
Goodness  of  a  Child,  by  Christie  Lund  Coles,  639. 


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For  the  Blessing 
of  the  Lamanites 


Elder  Boyd  K.  Packer 

Assistant  to  the  Council  of  the  Twelve 


In  March  of  this  year  almost 
two  hundred  teen-age  Indian 
boys  and  girls  gathered  in  Sandy, 
Utah,  in  a  youth  conference  of 
the  Indian  Student  Placement 
Program  of  the  Church.  They 
represented  almost  twenty  Indian 
tribes,  and  they  came  from  reser- 
vations spread  over  a  wide  area 
from  Mexico  on  the  south  to 
Canada  on  the  north.  For  the 
school  term  they  had  lived  with 
non-Indian  Latter-day  Saint  fos- 
ter families  throughout  Utah  and 
Arizona.  The  theme  of  their  con- 
ference, selected  by  the  students 
themselves,  was  "Our  History 
Foretells  Our  Future." 

Those  who  visited  the  confer- 
ence and  observed  the  display  of 
talent  and  leadership  during  the 
two  days  of  activity  would  have 
agreed  that  a  brightening  future 
awaits  these  young  people.  In 
many  ways  they  reflect  the  de- 
velopment and  progress  which  is 
being  achieved  to  an  increasing 
degree  by  Indian  people  through- 
out the  land.  In  fulfillment  of 
Nephi's  prophetic  words  (see  1 
Nephi  15:13-14),  the  Lamanites 
in  our  day  are,  indeed,  being  re- 
stjarred  to  their  rightful  place  in 
the  House  of  Israel.  By  their 
obedience  to  the  principles  of 
the  gospel,  they  are  beginning  to 


receive  the  blessings  promised  to 
their  ancient  fathers. 

In  devising  a  theme  for  their 
conference,  the  Indian  boys  and 
girls  gave  recognition  to  the  il- 
lustrious history  and  achievement 
of  their  forefathers,  recoimted  in 
The  Book  of  Mormon.  Follow- 
ing the  time  of  the  Savior's  visit 
to  this  hemisphere,  the  Nephite- 
Lamanite  remnant  reached  a 
peak  of  perfection  and  righteous 
achievement.  Fourth  Nephi  re- 
cords : 

"And  it  came  to  pass  .  .  .  the 
people  were  all  converted  unto 
the  Lord,  upon  all  the  face  of 
the  land,  both  Nephites  and 
Lamanites,  and  there  were  no 
contentions  and  disputations 
among  them,  and  every  man  did 
deal  justly  one  with  another  .... 

"And  now,  behold,  it  came  to 
pass  that  the  people  of  Nephi  did 
wax  strong,  and  did  multiply  ex- 
ceedingly fast,  and  became  an  ex- 
ceedingly fair  and  delightsome 
people  .... 

"And  there  were  no  envyings, 
nor  strifes,  nor  tumults,  nor 
whoredoms,  nor  lyings,  nor  mur- 
ders, nor  any  manner  of  lasciv- 
iousness;  and  surely  there  could 
not  be  a  happier  people  among 
all  the  people  who  had  been  cre- 
ated by  the  hand  of  God. 


564 


FOR    THE    BLESSING    OF    THE    LAMANITES 


"There  were  no  robbers,  nor 
murderers,  neither  were  there 
Lamanites,  nor  any  manner  of 
-ites;  but  they  were  in  one,  the 
children  of  Christ,  and  heirs  to 
the  kingdom  of  God"  (4  Nephi: 
2,  10,  16,  17). 


Today  thousands  of  Lamanites 
are  coming  into  the  Church. 
More  than  one  hundred  Laman- 
ite  branches  have  been  organ- 
ized among  the  stakes  and 
within  the  missions.  In  many  of 
these  branches  the  leadership  is 
provided  by  the  Lamanite  mem- 
bers. They  are  the  branch  presi- 
dents, the  teachers,  the  auxiliary 
leaders,  the  music  directors.  With 
increasing  effectiveness  and  with 
characteristic  humility  and  de- 
votion, they  are  carrying  forward 
the  program  of  the  Church.  Lives 
are  being  transformed.  In  some 
cases  whole  Indian  communities 
are  being  affected. 

In  the  small  Paiute  Indian  set- 
tlement near  Cedar  City,  Utah, 
a  beautiful  new  chapel  points  its 
spire  to  the  sky.  The  building, 
faced  with  colorful  native  stone, 
is  a  monument  to  the  dedication 
and  energy  of  the  members  of  the 
Cedar  Indian  Branch.  Much  of 
the  work  on  the  new  chapel  was 
done  by  the  branch  members 
themselves.  To  provide  a  lovelier 
setting  for  their  chapel,  the  In- 
dian people  have  undertaken  a 
community  improvement  project. 
Homes  and  outbuildings  are  be- 
ing painted;  yards  are  being  im- 
proved; fence  lines  and  empty 
lots  are  being  cleared  of  weeds 
and  debris.  A  new  sense  of  pride 
and  industry  seems  to  pervade 
the  little  community. 

The  development  taking  place 


among  these  people  has  been  re- 
flected in  yet  another  way.  Re- 
cently the  branch  presidency  was 
reorganized,  and  Franklin  Benn, 
an  Indian  elder,  was  installed  as 
the  new  president,  the  first  In- 
dian to  serve  in  this  capacity 
since  the  branch  was  organized. 

A  growing  number  of  Indian 
boys  and  girls  are  accepting  calls 
to  serve  on  full-time  missions. 
At  the  time  of  this  writing  there 
are  more  than  thirty  Indian  mis- 
sionaries laboring  in  the  two  In- 
dian missions.  An  added  number 
are  serving  in  other  missions 
throughout  the  world.  The  Mud- 
dy River  Indian  Branch  in  the 
Moapa  Stake,  with  a  membership 
of  fifty-five,  has  three  mission- 
aries in  the  field. 

If  one  were  to  visit  the  Pomo 
Indian  Branch  in  the  Santa  Rosa 
Stake  (California),  the  Omaha- 
Winnebago  Branch  in  Nebraska, 
or  the  Cattaraugus  Branch  in 
New  York,  he  would  find  capable 
Indian  members  serving  as  Re- 
lief Society  presidents,  Sunday 
School  superintendents,  and 
branch  leaders. 


More  than  six  thousand  Indian 
boys  and  girls  are  attending  spe- 
cial Seminary  classes  which  are 
being  conducted  across  the  Na- 
tion from  New  York  and  North 
Carolina  to  California  and  Ore- 
gon. Forty-seven  Indian  stu- 
dents were  enrolled  in  the  Brig- 
ham  Young  University  during  the 
1963-64  school  year,  and  there 
were  hundreds  in  other  institu- 
tions of  higher  learning. 

But  the  work  is  only  begin- 
ning. There  is  a  great  deal  yet 
to  be  done,  and  all  of  us  share 
in    the    responsibility.     Brigham 


565 


AUGUST  1964 


Young  charged  the  membership 
of  the  Church  in  his  day  to  press 
forward  with  the  work  of  redeem- 
ing Indian  Israel.  Speaking  to 
a  group  of  the  saints  in  the  Provo 
area,  in  1855,  he  said,  "Now,  if 
this  people,  male  and  female,  feel 
to  school  them  [the  Indians], 
spend  time  and  pains  to  instil 
into  their  minds  correct  prin- 
ciples, to  divide  land  with  them 
.  .  .  and  will  go  to  work  and  re- 
store them  to  the  knowledge  of 
the  truth  the  Lord  God  will  bless 
them,  and  they  will  have  nothing 
to  fear.  If  you  live  up  to  this 
you  will  rise,  while  those  who  do 
not  will  go  down.  If  this  people 
will  observe  this  covenant,  and 
follow  it  one  and  all  .  .  .  thous- 
ands and  hundreds  of  thousands 
will  embrace  this  Gospel,  and  for 
ought  I  know  scores  of  thousands 
will  become  members  of  this 
Church"  (J.D.  9:228-229). 

Nephi,  seeing  in  vision  the  im- 
portant role  which  the  non-In- 
dian members  of  the  Church 
would  have  to  play  in  this  great 
latter-day  work,  said:  "And  after 
our  seed  is  scattered  the  Lord 
God  will  proceed  to  do  a  mar- 
velous work  among  the  Gentiles, 
which  shall  be  of  great  worth  un- 
to our  seed;  wheretofore  it  is  lik- 
ened unto  their  being  nourished 
by  the  Gentiles  and  being  car- 


ried in  their  arms  and  upon  their 
shoulders"  (1  Nephi  22:8). 

The  work  in  behalf  of  our 
Lamanite  brothers  and  sisters 
must  go  forward.  They  have 
waited  long  years  for  their  res- 
toration to  the  blessings  of  the 
gospel.  The  Lord  has  placed  a 
direct  responsibility  upon  the 
members  of  the  Church  to  see 
that  the  great  work  of  redemp- 
tion does  not  falter.  Every  Lat- 
ter-day Saint  should  be  a  friend 
and  a  champion  of  the  Indian 
people.  We  must  be  certain  that 
blessings  are  not  withheld  be- 
cause of  any  indifference  or  intol- 
erance on  our  part.  Our  patient 
labor  in  behalf  of  Lehi's  seed  can 
help  them  to  reclaim  their  in- 
heritance in  this  land. 

"And  then  at  that  day  will 
they  not  rejoice  and  give  praise 
unto  their  everlasting  God,  their 
rock  and  their  salvation?  Yea, 
at  that  day,  will  they  not  receive 
the  strength  and  nourishment 
from  the  true  vine?  Yea,  will 
they  not  come  unto  the  true  fold 
of  God? 

"Behold,  I  say  unto  you.  Yea; 
they  shall  be  remembered  again 
among  the  house  of  Israel;  they 
shall  be  grafted  in,  being  a  nat- 
ural branch  of  the  olive-tree,  in- 
tp  the  true  olive-tree"  (1  Nephi 
15:15-16). 


And  behold,  ye  are  the  children  of  the  prophets;  and  ye  are  of  the  house 
of  Israel;  and  ye  are  of  the  covenant  which  the  Father  made  with  your  fathers 
.  .  .  (3  Nephi  20:25). 


566 


\     INDIAN      / 
\    ARTS    / 


Gusher  Branch,  Utah,  Indian  Relief  Society  (Ute) 

Front  row,  left  to  right:  Emma  Cireech;  Eva  Burson;  Maryetta  Reed,  visitor;  Vonnie 
Dahlberg;  Stella  LaRose. 

Back  row,  left  to  right:  Uintah  Stake  Relief  Society  Presidency:  Norda  Cook,  Second 
Counselor;  Elouise  Turner,  President;  Helen  H.  Walker,  First  Counselor;  Sister  Hardinger; 
Vera  Olsen,  former  president,  Gusher  Indian  Mission  Relief  Society;  Zelda  Reynolds; 
Bertha  Slaugh;  Mary  May  Murray. 

Most  of  these  sisters  subscribe  to  The  Relief  Society  Magazine  and  enjoy  it  very 
much. 


Owyhee  Branch,  Nevada,  Relief  Society  Work  Meeting 


567 


District  and   Branch  Presidents,  at  Southwest  Indian   Mission   Relief  Society  Convention 

Holbrook,  Arizona,  July  1963 

Front  row,  left  to  right:  Ester  Belabody,  President,  Moencopi  Arizona  Branch  Relief 
Society;  Helen  Sekaquoptewa,  Oraibi,  Arizona,  First  Counselor  in  the  Mission  Relief  So- 
ciety Presidency;  Bonne  Marseing,  President,  Tuba  City  District;  Vera  Price,  Supervisor, 
Arizona  Indian  Relief  Societies. 

Back  row,  left  to  right:  Elizabeth  M.  Baird,  Supervisor,  Southwest  Indian  Mission 
Relief  Society;  June  Young,  Chinle,  Arizona,  President,  Central  Navajo  Relief  Society; 
Martha  D.  Paice,  Supervisor,  New  Mexico  Indian  Relief  Society;  Alice  Overson,  President, 
Keams  District  Relief  Society;  Judith  Chamema,  Counselor  in  the  Indian  Branch,  Holbrook, 
Arizona. 

Some  of  these  sisters  traveled  more  than  150  miles  each  way  to  attend  the  con- 
vention. 


^mt<     nv 


Omaha-Winnebago,  Walt  Hill,   Nebraska,  Relief  Society  Handwork  and  Sewing  Projects 
568 


Cedar,  Utah,  Indian  Branch  Social 


Albuquerque,  New  Mexico,  Relief 

Society  Work  Meeting  Committee 

(Navajo  and  Pueblo) 


Northern  Indian  Mission,  Wolf  Point,  Montana,  Lamanite  Relief  Society  , 

Displays  Bazaar   Items 

Front  row,  left  to  right:  Vonda  Rae  Beauchman;  Velma  Tramblee. 

Back  row,  left  to  right:  Emma  Beauchman;  Leonara  C.  Red  Elk;  President,  Wolf  Point 
Branch  Relief  Society;  Evan  A.  May;  June  N.  Ashton  (former  editorial  assistant.  Relief 
Society  Magazine)  President,  Hi-Line  District  Relief  Society;  Louise  R.  Christensen,  mis- 
sionary. 

Many  of  the  sisters  were  absent  when  this  picture  was  taken,  as  the  temperature 
was  25  degrees  below  zero  (in  November  1963).  Beautiful  handwork  and  quilts  are 
specialties  of  these  sisters. 


569 


Tucson  Branch,  Arizona,  Lamanite  Relief  Society  (Papago) 

Seated  in  front,  left  to  right:  Lucille  Palino;  Margaret  Tso;  Ruth  Norris. 

Standing  at  the  back:  Irene  Leonard,  President,  Tucson  Lamanite  Branch  Relief  So- 
ciety; Bahe  Billy,   President,  Tucson   Lamanite  Branch;   Rafaela  Garcia. 

Faithful  Lamanite  sisters  hold  all  the  offices  in  the  branch  Relief  Society.  The  sis- 
ters are  very  artistic  and  skilled  in  their  native  crafts. 


Maria's  Return 

Lottie  H.  Singley 

(Through  The  Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of  Latter-day  Saints'  Indian  Student 
Placement  Program,  Maria  has  lived  in  the  home  of  Mrs.  Singley's  daughter, 
Carma  S.  Crosby,  for  the  school  period  during  the  last  five  years.  She  is  as  dear 
to  the  family  as  any  child  could  be.) 

How  could  one  help  but  love  her, 
This  child  of  the  desert  plain; 
Maria,   lovely   Maria,   is  our 
little  Navajo's  name. 

She  ran  as  fleet  as  a  young  fawn, 

Wind  wafting  her  raven   hair; 

The  light  in  her  eyes  did  pirouettes, 

Her  feet  balleted   supple  and   bare. 

Her  teeth  shone  as  white  as  goat's  milk. 

As  I  cuddled  her  quivering  form; 

Neither  could  speak  as  we  clung  cheek  to  cheek, 

Oh,  Maria!  my  Navajo  born. 


570 


Nijoni  (The  Beautiful) 

Helen  Fletcher  CoHlns 


I  shall  wear  this  land  proudly 
As  a  Navajo  garment  .... 

The  circling  distant  hills 

Will  be  my  purple  velvet  blouse; 

Vermilion  cliffs,  my  swirling  skirts. 

Upon  my  feet  will  be  moccasins, 

Red  and  yellow  sand  fastened 

With  white  thongs  from  the  ribboned  granite. 

From  the  turquoise  dome  I  shall  cut 

Blue  sky-stones  for  my  squash-blossom  necklace. 

Desert  lakes  strung  on  tenuous  wires 

Of  rivers  that  run  beneath  their  own  beds. 

My  concho  belt  will  be  little  towns 
Spaced  along  reservation  highways 
Or  half-hidden  on  Indian  pony  trails. 

From  the  dawn  and  the  dusk  I  shall  fashion 
Silver  rings  and  bracelets  and  bangles; 
Sheer  walls  of  a  thousand   painted  canyons 
Will  cover  me  with  a  striped  shawl. 

n  the  smooth  black  night 
shall  brush  my  hair  with  moonbeams 
And  dress  it  with  a  band  of  stars. 


\    Singing  Motliers  Present 


at  tlie  American  IHotlier 
Rainbow  Awards  Lunclieon 


^ 


Counselor  Marianne  C,  Sharp 


.  .  .  the  song  of  the  righteous  is  a  prayer  unto  me,  and  it  shall  be  answered 
with  a  blessing  upon  their  heads. 


The  Singing  Mothers  of  New 
York  and  New  Jersey  Stakes, 
under  the  baton  of  Sister  Ellen 
Neilson  Barnes,  gave  a  spiritually 
moving  and  impressive  experience 
on  May  8,  1964,  to  the  hundreds 
assembled  in  the  Grand  Ballroom 
of  the  Waldorf-Astoria,  New 
York,  at  the  Rainbow  Awards 
Luncheon  of  the  American  Moth- 
ers Committee,  Inc.  This  lunch- 
eon honored  the  American  Moth- 
er of  1964,  Mrs.  Cora  Stavig,  and 
the  other  forty-nine  State  Moth- 
ers. 

These  hundred  singers,  a  third 
of  the  group  which  sang  at  the 
New  York  World's  Fair  on  June 
24  and  25,  were  invited  by  the 
American  Mothers  Committee, 
whose  able  and  gracious  Presi- 
dent is  Mrs.  Dorothy  Lewis,  to 
provide  musical  selections  at  the 
luncheon. 

Five  numbers  were  rendered: 
"America  the  Beautiful,"  "Dear 
Land  of  Home,"  "Give  Me  Your 


Tired,  Your  Poor,"  "No  Man  Is 
an  Island,"  and  "You'll  Never 
Walk  Alone,"  with  Melva  Bar- 
borka,  soprano,  Louise  Pratt, 
harpist,  and  Clara  Neu,  ac- 
companist. 

Mrs.  Barnes  typifies  the  ideal 
Singing  Mother  conductor.  She 
conducted  the  numbers  in  an  im- 
pressive but  restrained  way  which 
focused  the  attention  on  the 
glorious  music  which  poured 
forth.  No  applause  was  allowed 
between  the  numbers,  but  an  en- 
core "Come,  Come,  Ye  Saints" 
was  called  for,  followed  by  a 
standing  ovation  from  the  dense- 
ly standing  audience. 

The  Singing  Mothers  were 
grouped  at  the  back  of  the  dais 
and  hidden  by  elegant  draperies 
which  parted  to  reveal  the  Sing- 
ing Mothers.  A  backdrop  de- 
picting a  rainbow  set  off  the  four 
rows  of  Singing  Mothers  in  their 
white  blouses. 

The     ballroom     presented     a 


572 


Relief  Society  Singing  Mothers  at  the  Awards  Luncheon 
For  the  American  Mother  of  the  Year 

Waldorf-Astoria,  New  York  City,  May  8th 

The  conductor  Mrs.  Ellen  Barnes  stands  in  the  center  (in  dark  dress);  Mrs.  Dorothy 
Lewis,  President,  American  Mothers  Committee,  Inc.,  is  seated  at  the  left  of  the  Waldorf- 
Astoria  sign;  seated  at  the  right  of  Mrs.  Lewis  is  the  American  Mother  of  the  Year,  Mrs. 
Cora  Stavig  of  Sioux  Falls,  South  Dakota:  Mrs.  Belle  S.  Spafford,  General  President  of 
Relief  Society,  and  a  Director  of  the  American  Mothers  Committee,  is  seated  third  from 
the  left  in  the  second  row. 

The  Singing  Mothers  in  the  picture  are  Relief  Society  members  from  New  York  and 
New  Jersey. 


beautiful  rainbow  setting  with 
each  of  the  tables,  seating  ten, 
being  ringed  by  rainbow-colored 
candles.  There  were  four  gradu- 
ated rows  of  officers  and  honored 
guests  seated  on  the  dais. 

A  highlight  of  the  luncheon  was 
the  Procession  March  of  the 
Mothers,  each  carrying  a  candle. 
In  addition  to  honoring  Ameri- 
can Mothers,  special  citations 
were  made  to  "Three  American 
Patriots":  Mr.  Russell  De  Young, 
Chairman  of  the  Board,  the 
Goodyear  Tire  and  Rubber  Com- 
pany; Mr.  Conrad  Hilton,  Presi- 
dent, Hilton  Hotels  and  Hilton 


International;  and  Mr.  Frank  F. 
Samford,  Chairman  of  the  Board, 
Liberty  National  Life  Insurance 
Company. 

President  Belle  S.  Spafford  has 
served  on  the  Board  of  Directors 
of  the  American  Mothers  Com- 
mittee Inc.  for  eight  years.  Mrs. 
G.  Stanley  McAUister,  Chairman 
of  Music,  is  the  wife  of  the  Presi- 
dent of  the  New  York  Stake;  and 
Mrs.  David  J.  Wilson,  a  Vice- 
President,  is  the  wife  of  Judge 
David  J.  Wilson,  and  was  for- 
merly a  member  of  the  Relief  So- 
ciety General  Board. 

The  attractive  program  includ- 


573 


AUGUST  1964 


ed  the  following  information  on 
Relief  Society: 

The  one  hundred-voice  Relief  So- 
ciety Singing  Mothers  Chorus  singing 
at  this  Rainbow  Awards  Luncheon  is 
from  adjacent  metropolitan  areas  of 
the  New  York  and  New  Jersey  Stakes 
of  The  Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of 
Latter-day  Saints.  They  are  a  seg- 
ment of  the  large  Singing  Mothers 
Chorus  of  Relief  Society  women  that 
will  present  four  concerts  at  the  New 
York  World's  Fair  June  24  and  25. 
Director  of  the  chorus  is  Mrs.  Ellen 
Neilson  Barnes,  graduate  of  the  New 
England  Conservatory  of  Music,  and 
concert  pianist,  teacher  and  choral 
conductor  of  Washington,  D.C. 

There  were  eighteen  women  pres- 
ent when  Relief  Society  was  organzied 
in  Nauvoo,  Illinois,  in  1842.  Today 
there  are  262,000  members  of  this  or- 
ganization in  6,353  chapters  in  fifty- 
two  countries  of  the  world.  Almost 
half  of  these  chapters  have  Singing 
Mothers   Choruses,    with   a   combined 


total  of  42,000  singers.  For  special 
programs  and  concerts,  the  singers 
in  several  chapters  may  be  brought 
together  as  a  combined  Singing  Moth- 
ers Chorus  such  as  is  singing  today. 

Music,  especially  the  song  of  the 
heart,  is  an  integral  part  of  the  Re- 
lief Society  program,  and  is  regarded 
as  indispensable  to  the  cultural  de- 
velopment, spiritual  growth,  and  joy 
of  Relief  Society  members. 

Honorary  Presidents  of  the 
American  Mothers  Committee 
are  Mrs.  Dwight  D.  Eisenhower 
and  Mrs.  Daniel  A.  Poling. 

A  statue  of  "The  Mother''  by 
Avard  Fairbanks  is  presented 
each  year  to  the  Mother  of  the 
Year.  This  year  the  presentation 
was  made  by  Dr.  G.  Roy  Fugal, 
Chairman  of  the  Advisory  Com- 
mittee and  son  of  Mrs.  Lavina  C. 
Fugal,  Utah  Mother  of  the  Year 
in  1955,  who  was  chosen  Ameri- 
can Mother  of  that  year. 


The  Evening  and  Morning  of  the  First  Day 

Carolle  Denton 

I  look  into  the  dark  of  night, 
My  eyes  wakeful  for  revealed  light. 
The   midnight   be   my  soul's   release, 
And  sunrise  tell  me  thou  art  peace. 

The  shadows  now  on  every  slope 
Are   lessening,   and   I   gain   hope 
That  thou  wilt  measure  and  wilt  find 
More  light  within  my  life,  my  mind. 

Thy  sun  came  near  in  time  of  youth. 
And  touched  the  days  of  life  with  truth. 
The   rays  that   reached   my  heart  have  told 
Thy  love  ...  in   syllables  of  gold. 

I  look  to  find  the  dawning  light 
Has  faded   all  the  shades  of  night. 
Thou  art  the  sunshine  and  the  peace 
That  bring  my  soul  a  bright  release. 


574 


Mister 

Lewis 

and  the 

Ravens 


Ilene  H.  Kingsbury 


Part  I 

Mr  Lewis  was  the  only  man  in 
that  pioneer  community  in 
Southern  Utah,  who  was  called 
Mister.  All  the  rest  wore  a  kin- 
dred sort  of  title  —  Brother.  The 
lilt  of  their  phrases  may  not  have 
matched  in  cadence,  accent,  or 
guttural  or  nasal  twang  with 
those  of  their  townsmen;  but  that 
distinctive  title  of  Brother  de- 
noted a  consanguinity  not  racial, 
not  linguistic,  but  theological. 
Mister  Lewis,  therefore,  was  not 
to  be  identified  with  the  other 
males  of  the  settlement. 

Quite  obviously  he  was  the  odd 
one.  First,  he  had  no  wife  or 
child.  Second,  he  was  not  a  pro- 
fessed Christian.  In  addition,  he 
lived  on  the  valley  side  of  town, 
in  the  midst  of  his  fields;  where- 
as the  rest  of  the  inhabitants 
lived    in    a    compactly    planned 


gridiron  of  lots  and  blocks  and 
fences  and  ditches.  Their  con- 
tiguous Hving  tended  to  stylize 
them.  They  conformed  to  a  pat- 
tern believed  safer,  saner,  and 
more  economical  than  was  usual- 
ly practiced  in  frontier  lands. 
Mister  Lewis  did  not  conform. 

If  you  had  met  any  man  there- 
abouts you  could  tell  after  a  short 
conversation  and  a  scrutiny  of 
his  hat  and  shoes  whether  he  was 
from  Dixie,  Sanpete,  OrderviUe, 
or  Iron  County.  But  if  you  met 
Mister  Lewis  you  would  have 
guessed,  rather  incorrectly,  that 
he  was  a  "Sydney  Duck"  or  a 
refugee  from  an  area  of  global  un- 
rest afar  off  —  ousted,  as  the 
oldtimers  expressed  it. 

His  ways  were  of  the  hermit  — 
offish  best  described  him.  One 
could    not    determine    precisely 


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AUGUST  1964 


that  he  had  crossed  the  road  to 
avoid  a  greeting,  but  somehow 
he  was  on  the  opposite  side,  pass- 
ing almost  stealthily  where  but  a 
moment  ago  he  was  approaching 
head  on.  His  eyes  veiled  his 
thoughts,  his  seclusion  obliter- 
ated his  past. 


An  aproned,  bonneted  woman 
stood  at  her  gate  hoping  at  last 
to  stay  Mister  Lewis  in  his  march 
toward  the  fields.  As  she  saw 
him  coming  now,  of  course  across 
the  way,  she  wanted  to  open  the 
gate  and  run  to  him  with  open 
arms,  as  one  might  toward  a  long 
lost  child.  But  if  her  impulse 
was  to  cry  to  him  gratitude  deep 
and  reverent,  her  feet  remained 
embedded  in  the  soil.  His  de- 
mean held  her  in  her  own  door- 
yard.  She  could  not  ascertain 
whether  he  had  noticed  her,  or 
even  knew  that  this  was  her 
house.  He  shambled  on,  peering 
into  his  puzzling  past,  remote  and 
inaccessible. 

The  woman  believed  she  must 
do  something  immediately  to  get 
his  attention  or  he  would  be  be- 
yond hailing  sound.  Too  late  now 
to  run  after  him,  she  thought,  so 
she  called  loudly,  "Mister  Lewis! 
Thank  you  for  bringing  your  cow 
here  every  morning  and  night! 
The  milk  was  all  little  Hebe 
could  keep  on  his  stomach!" 

The  inexorable  pace  of  Mister 
Lewis  plagued  her.  His  only 
acknowledgment  that  he  had 
heard  her  was  to  flick  a  stone 
from  his  path  with  a  stick  he 
carried.  The  woman  accepted 
this  vague  response  as  more  than 
was  to  be  expected  of  him.  At 
least  he  knew  she  was  indebted 
to  him.    She  must  think  of  some 


way  to  repay  his  kindness.  He 
moved  forward  now  with  a  vigor 
much  as  if  he  followed  a  plow. 
His  thoughts  remained  illusive 
and  uninterrupted. 

She  glanced  toward  the  earth 
a  foot  or  two  along  the  fence 
line.  There  was  a  hollow  there, 
a  smoothed-out  spot  where  the 
red  sand  had  become  a  path  for 
a  pail  of  milk.  It  was  this  hol- 
low that  bore  direct  connection 
with  Mister  Lewis.  As  the  wom- 
an thought  about  it  she  could  not 
understand  how  a  man  as  remote 
in  his  thinking  and  as  reluctant 
to  converse  as  Mister  Lewis  was, 
could  have  found  out,  in  the  first 
place,  that  her  seven  children 
were  down  with  diphtheria.  How 
he  found  out  was  not  her  busi- 
ness, but  it  seemed  most  unusual. 
This,  too,  before  the  orange  flag 
of  quarantine  was  nailed  to  her 
gate  to  cry  its  message. 

However,  after  that  informa- 
tion had  seeped  through  to  him, 
he  became  a  person  of  determina- 
tion. The  fatherless  children 
could  not  get  out  of  bed  to  care 
for  themselves,  then,  obviously, 
someone  must  aid  them.  As  he 
was  mortally  afraid  of  the  disease 
that  daily  sent  homemade  va- 
rieties of  caskets  to  the  cemetery, 
he  could  not  bring  himself  to 
touch  the  gate,  let  alone  go  inside 
the  house.  His  plan  of  helpful- 
ness, then,  must  be  one  worked 
from  a  very  safe  distance.  He 
rightly  guessed  that  fresh  food 
was  desperately  needed.  After 
multiple  schemes  had  been 
weighed,  he  had  solved  it  all  by 
driving  his  milk  cow  across  the 
fields  to  the  town,  toward  the 
homesteader's  gate. 

Across  his  shoulder  were  slung 


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two  tin  buckets,  recently  fash- 
ioned by  himself.  They  resembled 
coal  scuttles  in  size  and  shape; 
however  covers  were  welded  on 
with  little  beads  of  solder  in  a 
bumpy  decoration  along  the  join- 
ings. The  spouts  were  uncov- 
ered. It  was  through  each  tap- 
ered opening  that  the  milk  was 
received  in  practiced  jets  from 
the  source  of  supply,  and  from 
which  it  flowed  when  the  vessel 
was  tipped  forward.  In  true  scut- 
tle fashion,  a  horizontal  handle, 
much  resembling  a  dresser  drawer 
pull,  aided  in  the  transfer  of  milk 
from  one  bucket  to  another.  Mis- 
ter Lewis  had  designed  these  un- 
orthodox milk  cans  sometime 
previously,  when  he  found  that 
the  covers  to  his  regular  cans 
kept  getting  lost  or  dented.  Now 
he  had  a  chance  to  prove  his  in- 
ventiveness. 

The  first  day  of  his  proposed 
beneficence  saw  him  ushering  his 
cow  along  the  valley  roads  to- 
ward the  settlement.  As  before 
stated,  his  milk  buckets  were 
slung  over  his  shoulder,  one  in 
front,  the  other  dangling  down 
his  back.  Townspeople  whom  he 
passed  said  Mister  Lewis  looked 
as  if  he  were  a  dairy  on  the  hoof. 
This  time  they  were  right.  His 
reasoning  was  that  it  was  easier 
to  take  the  milk  to  the  home- 
steader in  this  manner  than  to 
fill  the  buckets  with  milk  on  his 
property  and  then  trudge  with  it 
slopping  out  the  spout  all  across 
lots.  Besides,  a  certain  saving  in 
feed  was  guaranteed.  Ditch  banks 
were  overgrown  with  luxuriant 
lucern  tufts  which  afforded  ex- 
cellent forage.  Such  bounty  from 
private  fields  was  considered  pub- 


lic property.  A  leisurely  return, 
after  the  milking,  afforded  abun- 
dant energy  for  another  milking. 

As  Mister  Lewis  approached 
his  goal  that  first  day,  he  be- 
thought himself  to  gain  the  at- 
tention of  those  within  the  house 
without  actually  going  to  the 
door  and  knocking  upon  it.  From 
his  past  he  recalled  a  halloo,  a 
sort  of  wail,  a  screech  in  three 
syllables,  a  blood-curdling  cry. 
He  drew  a  deep  breath  and  tried 
it.  As  he  had  not  voiced  this 
alarm  since  he  was  in  the  Ameri- 
can Civil  War,  the  result  startled 
even  himself. 

Instantly,  the  homesteader  op- 
ened her  door  with  the  frightened 
question  of  what  added  catas- 
trophe was  upon  her  now!  When 
Mister  Lewis  saw  her  he  ceased 
his  signal  of  arrival  and  halted 
the  cow.  He  put  one  of  his  buck- 
ets on  the  ground  near  the  fence 
and  placed  the  other  near  the 
animal.  As  his  head  ducked  to 
the  flank  of  the  cow  and  his 
hands  grasped  the  udder,  he  half 
shouted  to  the  amazed  woman 
still  standing  in  the  open  door- 
way, "Just  heard  you  have  sick- 
ness. I'll  come  by  night  and 
morning  with  some  milk.  Leave 
the  bucket  on  your  side  of  the 
fence."    That  was  all  he  said. 

The  woman  said,  "Mister  Lew- 
is, you  are  a  good  man." 

She  turned  toward  her  door 
and  went  in.  She  closed  it  softly 
behind  her.  The  fever-ridden 
children  saw  that  their  mother 
was  crying.  Perhaps  that  awful 
yelling  outside  was  too  much  for 
her,  they  thought.  However,  they 
knew  that  their  mother  had  nev- 
er been  afraid  of  anything  in  the 
whole  wide  world.    Weakness  in- 


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duced  by  contagion  proved  too 
much  for  prolonged  contempla- 
tion. No  one  asked  her  what  was 
the  matter. 

Out  by  the  gate  all  was  silent 
except  for  the  metallic  zing  of 
the  milk  as  it  rhythmically  struck 
the  spout  of  the  bucket.  Left, 
right,  left,  right  went  the  forceful 
stream  into  the  deepening  liquid. 
When  the  level  showed  to  the 
spout,  Mister  Lewis  arose  from 
his  crouched  position  and  gently 
lifted  his  offering  and  carried  it 
to  the  empty  pail  by  the  fence. 
He  tilted  the  container,  con- 
trolled it  by  the  handle  at  the 
back,  and  let  the  milk  run  into 
the  waiting  spout.  As  the  stream 
dwindled,  he  jiggled  the  bucket 
to  free  the  last  drops,  then  gently 
slid  the  full  bucket  under  the 
lowest  pole  of  the  fence. 

With  a  business-like  motion, 
he  picked  up  his  empty  bucket, 
clicked  his  tongue  at  the  cow, 
and  grasped  the  rope  which  was 
attached  to  her  halter.  Without 
a  backward  glance  or  a  repeated 
yell,  he  turned  and  went  to  his 
house. 

The  woman  knew  how  long  it 
took  to  milk  a  cow.  When  enough 
time  had  elapsed  she  went  out  of 
her  house  and  walked  toward  her 
gate.  Already  Mister  Lewis  was 
beyond  earshot.  She  leaned  for- 
ward toward  the  steaming  milk. 
She  grasped  the  handle  of  the 
bucket,  steadied  it  with  her  other 
hand,  and  dragged  it  toward  her 
to  clear  the  pole  of  the  fence.  She 
hefted  it  off  the  ground  and  care- 
fully balanced  it  so  that  noi:  a 
drop  would  fall.  She  carried  it 
into  the  house. 

This  pattern  of  approach,  yell. 


milking,  under-the-fence  proce- 
dure, and  carry  to  the  house  went 
on  day  after  day,  morning  and 
night,  until  the  children  were 
strong  again  and  until  they  grew 
to  expect  the  warning  cry  and 
the  delicious  milk.  Weeks 
passed.  Mister  Lewis  never 
failed  them.  As  one  crisis  after 
another  came  and  went,  the  per- 
petual supply  of  food  on  the  hoof 
was  given  the  credit  for  recovery. 

Also,  as  this  was  a  household 
of  faith,  an  evening  prayer  was 
offered  in  behalf  of  Mister  Lewis, 
who  perhaps  was  not  in  the  habit 
of  praying  for  himself. 

As  the  mother  leaned  on  the 
gate  and  glanced  first  at  the  pass- 
ing figure  of  Mister  Lewis,  then 
at  the  hollow  in  the  sand,  she 
thought  a  prophecy  to  herself.  She 
thought:  May  the  ways  of  Provi- 
dence guide  my  children  to  feed 
Mister  Lewis  when  even  the  rav- 
ens have  failed  him. 

The  little  boy  simply  could  not 
open  the  screen  door.  The  basket 
of  eggs  he  carried  was  too  heavy 
to  be  held  in  one  hand  while  brac- 
ing the  door  with  the  other.  Two 
factors  were  present,  besides  the 
heft  of  his  load.  The  first  was  the 
coil  spring  on  the  door.  The 
second  was  the  perspiring  palm 
of  the  pale  child.  It  slipped  off  the 
knob  every  time  he  grasped  it.  His 
condition  forbade  a  show  of 
strength.  His  pride  entered  here, 
too.  Humility  and  embarrassment 
came  near  felling  him  at  his  re- 
peated failures. 

One  month  before  this  he  had 
possessed  strength  to  throw  that 
spring  as  if  it  came  from  a  watch. 
Now  his  hands  sweated,  his  knees 
buckled,  and  his  head  swam.  He 
tottered. 


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MISTER  LEWIS  AND  THE  RAVENS 


The  proprietor  of  the  store,  to 
which  the  spring  and  the  door  be- 
longed had  tried  other  sorts  of 
wires,  girhsh  in  coiled  power,  but 
ever  and  ever  he  was  calling  after 
customers,  "Shut  the  door!"  De- 
pending upon  the  sex  or  refine- 
ment of  the  offender,  he  added  an 
expletive  for  emphasis.  Only  last 
week  he  had  attached  a  spring,  a 
gate-sized  thing  which  he  at- 
tached to  the  door  with  great 
screws.  It  bade  fair  to  tear  the 
door  apart.  To  prevent  this,  the 
man  had  crossbraced  it  with  two 
iron  bars. 

The  boy,  Hebe  by  name,  de- 
cided to  set  the  eggs  down,  open 
the  door,  prop  it  open  with  his  leg, 
then  twist  himself  about,  pick  up 
the  basket,  and  squeeze  himself 
through.  He  hoped  to  do  all  this 
before  anyone  saw  him.  Therefore, 
with  his  plan  in  mind,  he  rested, 
paused,  drew  a  deep  breath,  wiped 
his  trembling  fingers  across  his 
shirt,  hitched  up  his  pants,  and 
turned  to  grasp  the  door  handle. 

He  jerked  with  his  whole  weight 
and  strength.  The  door  loosened 
first  from  the  top  corner,  then 
reluctantly  from  the  lower  edge. 
The  boy  inserted  his  knee  in  the 
space  then  shouldered  in  his  body. 
The  bear  trap  was  open  at  last. 
He  turned  himself  about  to  pick 
up  the  basket  of  eggs. 

They  were  nowhere  in  sight! 
He  cried  out  involuntarily.  He 
squeezed  himself  out  of  the  door 
and  it  shot  to  a  close  behind  him. 
He  took  a  step  or  two  to  the 
end  of  the  porch.  There  was  his 
basket  as  if  it  had  taken  legs  and 
walked!  He  picked  it  up  and 
turned  to  try  the  door  again.  He 
looked  about  him  to  make  sure 
no  one  was  near. 


This  time  he  put  the  basket 
next  to  the  frame  of  the  door 
where  he  could  see  it  at  every 
move.  At  this  try  he  knew  more 
exactly  how  much  strength  to  use. 
He  opened  the  thing,  put  his  knee 
in,  and  stooped  to  grasp  the  bas- 
ket. As  he  did  so,  a  pair  of  ma- 
nured boots  cast  a  shadow  at  his 
feet.  As  if  caught  in  the  act,  the 
man  straightened  up  and  dusted 
off  his  pants  leg  with  the  hand 
that  had  almost  grasped  the  bas- 
ket. The  boy  knew  who  had" 
moved   the   eggs   the  first  time. 

The  squinted,  crafty  glint  in 
the  prankster's  eyes  matched  his 
shiftless  gait  and  his  asthmatic 
gurgle.  He  was  self-satisfied  at 
having  caused  mischief  to  one  who 
could  not  possibly  pay  in  kind.  He 
became  emboldened  as  the  boy,  in 
speechless  surprise,  stepped  aside 
to  let  him  pass.  In  doing  so,  the 
lad  lost  his  leverage  on  the  spring 
and  the  door  banged  shut  in  a 
volume  of  sound  that  shook  the 
walls. 

At  that  instant  the  tormentor 
opened  the  door  and  stepped  in- 
side. As  he  did  so  he  threw  a  hook 
latch  into  an  eye  of  a  screw.  The 
boy  did  not  see  this  motion,  but 
proceeded  again  to  attempt  an 
entrance.  His  tug  at  the  handle 
brought  the  most  startling  of  re- 
sults. 

First,  from  within  came  a  great 
horse  laugh  of  triumph.  The  boy 
determined  to  give  up  his  errand 
and  return  home.  He  picked  up 
his  basket,  but  at  a  deafening 
sound  of  fury  from  within,  from 
quite  another  voice,  he  paused 
stupefied.  He  peered  through  the 
two  thicknesses  of  rusted  screen. 
He  was  fascinated  by  the  pronuse 
of  tumult  and  catastrophe. 
{To  be  concluded) 


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Our 
Board 
Goes  to 
Conference 


Marjorie  M.  Reeve 
President,  Kansas  City  Stake  Relief  Society 


Among  many  of  the  blessings  of 
being  a  stake  board  member  is 
the  privilege  of  going  to  Relief 
Society  General  Conference  each 
fall.  Our  stake  was  organized  in 
October  1956.  We  had  just  missed 
being  able  to  attend  conference. 
Immediately  we  made  plans  for 
the  following  year.  We  were  ready 
to  leave  early  on  a  Saturday 
morning.  Friday  evening  a  tele- 
gram arrived  telling  us  that  con- 
ference was  cancelled  because  of 
the  flu  epidemic.  Another  long 
year  to  wait. 

Now  each  year  we  make  plans 
in  November  for  the  coming  trip 
the  next  fall.  Board  members 
make  plans  early,  always  using 
the  positive  approach.  When  a 
new  member  comes  on  the  board, 
she  is  asked  to  plan  to  go  to  Salt 


Lake  City  for  the  Relief  Society 
Annual  General  Conference. 

Traveling  a  round  trip  of  2500 
miles  in  a  car  is  about  the  best 
way  to  get  acquainted  with  one 
another.  The  trip  takes  two  days 
each  way.  It  is  looked  forward  to 
with  anticipation,  to  meeting 
friends — yes,  but  most  of  all  to  be 
spiritually  fed.  What  a  thrill  it  is 
to  kneel  in  prayer  night  and 
morning  with  these  sisters.  The 
driver  knows  how  careful  she  must 
be.  We  have,  indeed,  a  precious 
group. 

We  are  always  busy  doing 
something.  Eating  is  such  a  pleas- 
ant, fattening  pastime  for  women, 
and  believe  me,  we  do  plenty  of 
it!  We  plan  it  for  weeks.  Hot 
postum,  bouillon,  chocolate,  soup, 
crackers,   cheese,   tomatoes,   car- 


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OUR  BOARD  GOES  TO  CONFERENCE 


rot  and  celery  sticks,  sandwiches, 
chips  and  dip,  and  fruits  of  all 
kinds.  Well,  you  name  it,  we  take 
it.  One  year  a  board  member  was 
expecting  her  ninth  child  and  was 
unable  to  make  the  trip.  She 
colored  hard-boiled  eggs  and  put 
our  names  on  them.  Easter  in 
October!  We  felt  so  appreciative 
that  we  carefully  peeled  the  eggs 
and  sent  the  shells  back  to  her, 
arranging  them  in  her  cleverly 
decorated  carton. 

Last  year  one  ward  bazaar  was 
to  be  held  soon  after  our  return. 
We  crocheted  two  afghans  while 
riding  to  and  from  Utah.  If  a 
sister  became  ill  from  looking 
down  while  working,  she  soon 
found  herself  driving,  so  the  other 
five  could  work.  No  shirkers  are 
allowed  to  make  the  trip.  The 
second  morning  at  7:30  a.  m.  we 
were  going  through  a  small  town 
in  Colorado,  just  two  blocks 
ahead  of  us  was  a  60-mile  sign. 
The  driver  started  to  resume 
speed,  and  soon  we  heard  a  siren 
(the  only  time  we  have  been 
stopped).  The  policeman  was 
overcome  at  seeing  five  women 
busy  at  work  with  materials 
spread  all  over  the  car.  He  just 
cautioned  us  to  drive  carefully, 
and  wished  us  a  safe  journey.  We 
were  so  impressed  with  this  cour- 
tesy that  on  the  way  home  we 
wanted  to  thank  him.  It  was  noon 
when  we  arrived  at  the  police 
station  and  the  policemen  were 
home  to  lunch.  We  explained  to 
the  receptionist  that  we  wished 
to  thank  the  officer,  not  knowing 
this  small  town  had  more  than 
two  or  three  on  duty.  Each  rider 
naturally  gave  a  different  de- 
scription of  the  officer.  The  con- 
fused receptionist  phoned  for  the 


chief,  as  she  seemed  to  think  he 
might  fit  the  officer  whom  we  so 
feebly  described.  He  arrived  in 
due  time,  probably  leaving  a  hot 
meal.  As  soon  as  he  got  out  of 
the  car  we  knew  he  was  not  the 
man  in  question.  We  have  often 
wondered  if  our  officer  friend  may 
have  been  rebuked  because  of  his 
kindness  to  us,  and  our  desire  to 
reciprocate. 

Songs  have  been  composed, 
plans  for  the  ReHef  Society  year 
made,  and  once  a  complete  PTA" 
skit  program  was  organized.  We 
have  learned  a  great  deal  as  the 
years  have  passed.  For  instance, 
at  first  our  songs  after  the  first 
line  or  two  were  finished  with  la, 
la,  la,  all  wishing  we  could  re- 
member the  words.  Now  we  take 
song  sheets,  pamphlets,  and  song- 
books.  Our  singing  has  improved 
tremendously.  We  have  learned, 
when  leaving  on  a  Sunday,  how 
far  we  must  travel  before  stopping 
for  sacrament  meeting.  Our  first 
theology  lesson  is  given  in  the  car, 
and  a  testimony  meeting  follows. 
We  always  plan  an  evening  in  the 
temple.  The  first  year  that  I  sat 
in  the  temple  with  these  dear  sis- 
ters, I  cried  most  of  the  time.  It 
is  indeed  a  thrill  to  be  able  to  sit 
in  the  house  of  the  Lord  with 
sisters  with  whom  you  work  so 
closely  and  love  so  dearly. 

The  return  trip  is  most  inspira- 
tional. As  we  drive  up  through  the 
scarlet-covered  mountains,  our 
hearts  are  overflowing  with  the 
glorious  things  we  have  been  told, 
the  inspired  program  for  the  com- 
ing year,  the  well-portrayed  play- 
lets, the  beautiful  reception.  All 
these  have  filled  our  hearts.  The 
board  members  stand  outside  the 
Tabernacle  for  hours  to  be  able  to 


581 


AUGUST  1964 


attend  the  Church  General  Con- 
ference. I  actually  weep  when 
thinking  of  the  testimony  it  gives 
those  who  have  always  lived  in 
the  mission  field.  I  pondered,  did 
I  truly  appreciate  this  while  I 
lived  in  the  Bee  Hive  State? 

A  long  dream  has  now  come 
true.  Our  stake  Relief  Society 
Singing  Mothers  are  going  to  be 
able  to  attend  Relief  Society 
General  Conference  in  1964  as  a 
group!  We  are  going  to  sing  Wed- 
nesday morning  at  the  Officers 
Meeting.  Plans  have  been  made — 
temple  excursions,  a  planned  trip 
to  the  Brigham  Young  University, 
and  General  Conference.  Yes,  we 
must  keep  busy.  We  plan  to  have 
a  stake  opening  social  on  the  char- 
tered train.  Each  ward  and 
branch  will  present  a  part.  It  will 
be  conducted  on  the  order  of  a 
road  show,  going  from  car  to  car. 


Some  husbands  and  children  are 
going,  as  they  are  new  converts 
and  will  be  sealed.  What  a  won- 
derful wedding  we  can  all  attend. 

If  you  wish  to  strengthen  your 
stake  board,  go  to  conference. 
Partake,  as  we  do,  of  this  great 
and  glorious  program.  Listen  to 
our  dear  presidency.  The  sisters 
in  your  stake  need  this  strength 
you  receive,  don't  deprive  them  of 
it. 

Yes,  our  board  goes  to  ReHef 
Society  Conference.  We  couldn't 
afford  to  miss  it.  We  need  to  be 
spiritually  fed,  we  need  to  have 
our  batteries  recharged.  What  a 
thrill  it  is!  But  the  biggest  thrill 
is  to  return  and  kneel  in  prayer 
with  your  family  and  thank  the 
Lord  for  the  safe  trip,  and  the 
support  of  the  loved  ones  left  at 
home. 


Our  Singing  IVIothers  Pep  Song 

(Lively  March  Tune) 

We're  gonna  —  go,  go,  go  to  Salt  Lake  City. 

Come  on.  Singing   Mothers,   let's  go 

We're  gonna  sing,  sing,  sing  in  Salt  Lake  City, 

Relief  Society  Conference,  you  know 

With  great  anticipation,  with   plans  and   preparation. 

We'll  have  a  wonderful  time 

We'll  have  to  practice  often,  our  husbands  we  will  soften 
To  get  out  ev'ry  nickel  and  dime  — 
We're  gonna  go,  go,  go  to  Salt  Lake  City, 
Come  on,  Singing  Mothers,  lets  go ! 


Some  eyes  see  beauty  where  others  do  not  think  it  can  be  found.  For  what 
are  you  looking?  There  is  the  great  difference.  —  Zara  Sabin 


582 


omans 
Sphere 


Ramona  W.  Cannon 


RUTH  LYONS  has  received  the  highest 
"Golden  Mike"  Award  from  McCall's 
Magazine  for  her  outstanding  service 
to  children's  hospitals  throughout  the 
United  States,  in  providing  them  with 
therapeutic  playroom  and  playground 
equipment,  bought  by  funds  secured 
through  an  appeal  over  radio  and  tele- 
vision stations.  Other  award  winners 
were  Marty  Camp  for  her  service  in 
the  field  of  education;  Ella  Harllee  for 
her  program  "Focus  on  World  Affairs"; 
Lucy  Jarvis  for  an  enlightening  pro- 
gram on  world  affairs;  Helen  Kimball 
for  her  direction  of  a  program  to  awak- 
en public  awareness  of  the  plight  of 
displaced  children;  Marlene  Sanders  for 
her  broadcasts  on  community  prob- 
lems; and  Alice  Weston  for  her  broad- 
casts on  alcoholism. 

THE  PRESIDENT'S  Commission  on  the 
Status  of  Women  in  the  United  States 
has  reported  that  one  in  ten  women 
does  not  marry;  one  of  three  workers 
in  the  economy  is  a  woman;  and  more 
than  half  of  all  women  in  the  forty- 
five  to  fifty-four  age  bracket  are  in 
paid  employment. 

GINA  BACHAUER,  a  renowned  Greek 
pianist,  is  winning  international  acclaim 
and  adding  to  her  laurels  as  one  of  the 
greatest  of  living  pianists.  The  vigor  of 
her  technique  makes  her  a  "dazzling 
performer,"  and  her  repertoire  ranges 
from  Mozart  to  Stravinsky.  She  has 
appeared  in  hundreds  of  concerts 
throughout  the  world.  In  March  she  ap- 
peared in  the  Salt  Lake  Tabernacle 
with  the  Utah  Symphony  Orchestra  in 


a    rendition    of 
Passion." 


Bach's    "St.    Matthew 


RISE  STEVENS,  famed  mezzo  soprano, 
has  been  appointed  one  of  two  gen- 
eral managers  of  the  new  Metropolitan 
Opera  National  Company.  This  is  a 
joint  project  of  the  Metropolitan  Opera 
and  Kennedy  Center  in  Washington, 
D.  C,  designed  to  give  America's  best 
young  singers  performing  experience, 
and  people  throughout  the  country  the 
opportunity  of  hearing  live  opera  of 
top  quality  professional  performance. 
For  the  1965-66  season,  220  perform- 
ances have  already  been  planned. 

MARIE  SKORA,  wife  of  the  American 
Consul  General  in  Caracas,  Venezuela, 
has  presented  a  showing  of  woodcuts 
and  other  etchings  in  several  United 
States  galleries,  including  the  Smith- 
sonian Institution  in  Washington,  D.C., 
and  also  in  national  art  exhibits  in 
several  Venezuelan  cities.  Her  work  is 
considered  of  excellent  artistic  quality. 

FRAU  ROSEMARIE  STRAUSS,  of  Vi- 
enna, Austria,  is  a  city  planner  who 
believes  "Clean  cities  are  not  enough. 
They  must  be  full  of  beauty,  too  .... 
A  city  must  have  a  soul."  She  has 
campaigned  for  both  cleanliness  and 
beauty  ever  since  her  city  began  re- 
building itself  out  of  the  mass  of  rubble 
it  became  during  World  War  II.  Dur- 
ing the  International  Congress  of  Town 
Clearing  in  Vienna,  in  April,  the 
world's  greatest  flower  show  also 
opened  there,  in  a  grand  park  built 
especially  for  the  occasion. 


5B3 


EDITORIAL 


,  .  .  enlarge  your  souls  toward  each  other,  if  you  would  do  like  Jesus  .  .  . 
bear  with  each  other's  feelings.  ...  As  you  increase  in  innocence  and  virtue, 
as  you  increase  in  goodness,  let  your  hearts  expand,  let  them  be  enlarged 
toward  others  (from  an  address  by  the  Prophet  Joseph  Smith  to  the 
Relief  Society,  April  28,  1842). 

It  has  been  said  that  compassion  is  that  high  intergrity  of  spirit  which  will 
not  let  one  "pass  by  on  the  other  side"  when  the  shelter  of  one's  presence  is 
needed.  There  is  no  pathway  of  life  so  free  from  shadows  that  it  does  not 
require  the  light  of  a  woman's  face  and  the  ministry  of  her  willing  hands.  A 
recognition  and  an  understanding  of  the  problems,  the  disappointments,  and  the 
grief  of  others  is  necessary  to  the  full  and  free  exercise  of  compassion,  for  in 
true  compassion  one  must  enter  the  life  of  another,  feel  the  sorrows  of  an- 
other, and  say  or  do  that  which  will  make  the  burden  lighter. 

Compassion  is  an  awareness  that  "pity  and  need  make  all  flesh  kin."  After 
the  feeling  must  come  the  doing,  the  giving,  the  bestowal  of  some  element  of 
healing  and  help.  Often  the  mere  presence  of  a  sympathetic  person  in  a  place 
of  trouble  or  sorrow  can  be  of  great  benefit.  It  is  as  if  the  compassionate  woman 
might  be  saying,  "I  am  here.  Lean  a  little  on  me.  Let  me  do  some  of  the 
lifting." 

Compassion  can  be  expressed  over  distances  through  letters,  telephone  calls, 
gifts  of  books,  and  personal  remembrances.  One  homebound  woman,  possessing 
neither  physical  strength  nor  financial  resources,  made  telephone  calls  to  other 
homebound  sisters  and  offered  compassionate  solicitude  and  comfort  in  words 
of  uplifting  cheerfulness.  Another  sister,  instead  of  saying  "I  do  not  know  of 
anyone  who  needs  me,"  expressed  a  more  discerning  and  sympathetic  attitude. 
Knowing  well  that  in  mortal  life  someone  always  is  in  need,  she  accepted  the 
personal  responsibility  of  "seeking  out  objects  of  charity."  Her  swift  and  eager 
footsteps  brightened  many  doors,  and  she  bestowed  freely  her  gifts  of  food  and 


Volume  51      August  1964      Number  8 

•  Belle  S.  Spafford,  President 

•  Marianne  C.  Sharp,  First  Counselor 

•  Louise  W.  Madsen,  Second  Counselor 

•  Hulda  Parker,  Secretary-Treasurer 


Compassion  Becometh  a  Woman' 


raiment,  and  the  comfort  of  her  presence, 
women,  these  Biblical  promises  apply: 


For  her,  and  for  other  compassionate 


For  God  is  not  unrighteous  to  forget  your  work  and  labor  of  love,  which 
ye  have  shewed  toward  his  name,  in  that  ye  have  ministered  to  the  saints, 
and  do  minister.  .  .  .  Wherein  God,  willing  more  abundantly  to  shew  unto 
the  heirs  of  promise  the  immutability  of  his  counsel  .  .  .  which  hope  we 
have  as  an  anchor  to  the  soul,  both  sure  and  steadfast  (Hebrews  6:10, 
17,   19). 

There  is,  perhaps,  a  most  natural  compassion  when  one  kindly  answers  the 
needs  of  a  loved  one,  for  then  the  wellsprings  of  the  heart  flow  freely  from  the 
deep  fountains  of  family  love  or  devoted  friendship.  It  is  a  more  difficult  com- 
passion that  we  must  cultivate  toward  the  stranger  —  toward  one  alien  to  us 
in  circumstances  or  belief  or  habit.  Then  It  is  that  our  compassion  must  be 
widened  and  disciplined  and  partake  of  the  spirit  of  the  Good  Samaritan  who 
did  not  ask  the  name  of  the  needy  one  upon  the  highway.  Too  much  indifference 
toward  the  welfare  of  others  is  continually  demonstrated  before  us.  Many  could 
be  rescued  from  spiritual  or  physical  harm  by  those  who  are  so  concerned  for 
the  welfare  of  others  that  they  would,  at  every  opportunity,  be  their  brother's 
keeper,  the  one  to  come  swiftly  when  help  Is  needed. 

The  gracious,  compassionate  woman  has  learned  that  among  the  Heavenly 
Father's  family  upon  the  earth,  there  are  those  in  certain  places  along  life's 
journey  who  stand  in  particular  need  of  a  woman's  compassion.  These  are  they 
who  are  at  the  beginning  or  at  the  end  of  life  —  the  children  and  the  aged,  for 
they  are  defenseless  and  wait  before  us  in  the  pleading  of  their  most  vulnerable 
years. 

It  is  to  them  with  special  concern  that  the  compassionate  woman  responds 
"in  accordance  with  her  nature."  —  V.  P.  C. 


Anna  B.  Hart 
Edith  S.  Elliott 
Florence  J.  Madsen 
Leone  G.  Layton 
Blanche  B.  Stoddard 
Even  W.  Peterson 
Aleine  M.  Young 
Josie  B.  Bay 
Alberta  H.  Christensen 
Mildred  B.   Eyring 
Charlotte  A.  Larsen 
Edith  P.  Backman 
Winniefred  S.  Manwaring 
EIna  P.  Haymond 


Mary  R.  Young 
Mary  V.  Cameron 
Afton  W.  Hunt 
Wealtha  S.  Mendenhall 
Pearle  M.  Olsen 
Elsa  T.  Peterson 
Fanny  S.  Kienitz 
Elizabeth  B.  Winters 
LaRue  H.  Resell 
Jennie  R.  Scott 
Alice  L.  Wilkinson 
LaPriel  S.  Bunker 
Irene  W.  Buehner 
Irene  C.  Lloyd 


Hazel   S,   Cannon 
Hazel  S.  Love 
Fawn   H.  Sharp 
Celestia  J.  Taylor 
Anne  R.  Gledhill 
Belva    Barlow 
Zola  J.  McGhie 
Oa  J.  Cannon 
Lila   B.  Walch 
Lenore  C.  Gundersen 
Marjorie  C.  Pingree 
Darlene  C.  Dedekind 
Cleone  R.  Eccles 


In  Memoriam 
ALICE  BITNER  CASTLETON 

Mrs.  Alice  Bitner  Castleton,  a  member  of  the  General  Board  of  Relief  Society 
during  the  presidency  of  Amy  Brown  Lyman,  from  1940  to  1945,  passed  away  in 
Salt  Lake  City,  Utah,  May  23,  1964. 

She  had,  previous  to  her  call  to  the  Board,  been  a  ward  and  stake  Relief 
Society  president  and  she  gave  freely  of  her  devotion,  knowledge,  and  Relief 
Society  experience  to  the  General  Board,  serving  on  committees  for  community 
activities  and,  especially,  on  the  literature,  social  science,  and  plays  and  pageants 
committees. 

Sister  Castleton  is  remembered  with  much  love  and  appreciation  by  those 
who  were  her  companion  members  of  the  Board.  Her  solicitude  for  the  welfare 
of  others  and  her  ready  willingness  to  be  helpful  in  word  and  deed  endeared  her 
to  friends  and  associates,  and  she  is  remembered  as  a  lovely  and  devoted  woman 
who  exemplified  the  qualities  which  Relief  Society  women  hope  to  achieve  in  their 
own  lives. 

The  General  Board  extends  sympathy  and  love  to  the  members  of  her  large 
family  and  to  her  many  friends  whose  lives  have  been  enriched  through  associa- 
tion with  Sister  Castleton. 


Sequel 

Dorothy  J.   Roberts 

We  have  borne  this  sound  before, 

This  closing  of  brief  childhood's  door  — 

First  in  his  mother.  Now  in  him 

The  eighth  year  showed  up,  tall  and  trim, 

To  turn  the  knob  and  take  away 

The  little  lad  of  yesterday. 

His  want  once  filled  the  emptied  lap; 

Now  perched  on  edge,  he  twirls  his  cap. 

Hushed,  the  siren  of  his  "whys?" 

Resisting  the  rush  of  our  goodbyes. 

Now,  turn-about,  our  bread  returns  — 

Regret  for  each  brief  leaving,  burns. 

Only  his  eyes  need  assurance;  there 

Is  no  one  like  him,  anywhere. 

Now,  not  as  he  had  been,  bereft, 

Heels  drumming  anguish  as  he  left  — 

Impelled,  he  lopes  across  the  lawn, 

And  with  one  longing  look,  is  gone. 


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Notes  to  the  Field 


The  Relief  Society  Annual  General  Conference 

The  Relief  Society  Annual  General  Conference  will  be  held  Wednesday  and 
Thursday,  September  30  and  October  1.  The  general  session  will  be  held  on 
Wednesday,  September  30,  from  2  to  4  P.M.  in  the  Tabernacle.  It  is  suggested 
that  ward  Relief  Society  presidents  ask  their  bishops  to  announce  in  the  wards 
the  general  session  of  conference  to  which  the  general  public  is  invited.  Attend- 
ance at  the  Officers  Meeting  on  Wednesday  morning,  September  30,  from  9:30 
to  11:30  in  the  Tabernacle,  and  the  departmental  meetings  to  be  held  on 
Thursday  morning  and  Thursday  afternoon,  October  1,  is  limited  to  stake 
board  members  and  mission  officers.  A  reception  to  which  stake  board  members 
and  mission  officers  are  invited  will  be  held  on  Wednesday  evening,  September 
30,  from  7  to  10  in  the  Relief  Society  Building. 


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587 


The 
Someday 
Vacation 

Alice  Gubler  Sabin 


ELLIE,  you  aren't  eating  your 
supper."  Mother  looked  at 
me  in  concern.  I  choked. 
''Really  mother,  I  just  can't  seem 
to  swallow  tonight." 

Nancy  eyed  the  food  before  her. 
''Me,  too.  How  come  your  stomach 
gets  all  tied  up  in  knots  when 
you're  excited?" 

"That's  'cause  you're  thinking 
too  much,  like  me."  Tom  reached 
for  his  fourth  muffin.  "When  I 
shut  my  eyes,  I  can  just  see  the 
fish  splashing  and  the  sun  shining 
on  the  water.  I  almost  can't  eat 
either,  just  thinking  about  it." 

"Now  look  here."  Daddy  put 
down  his  fork.  "We  can't  take  a 
pack  of  starved  coyotes  along 
with  us.  You  young  ones  better 
relax  and  eat  your  supper.  You'll 
need  energy  to  help  finish  pack- 
ing. We're  going  to  get  an  early 
start  in  the  morning." 

"Don't  urge  them  to  eat," 
Grandma  said.  "There  were  times 
when  I  was  a  child  that  I'd  get 
too  excited  to  eat.  Just  the 
thoughts  of  going  places  did  it  to 
me." 

We  looked  gratefully  at  Grand- 
ma. She  always  understood. 

We  had  plenty  of  energy  to 
help  finish  loading.  Daddy  didn't 


need  to  worry.  After  all,  ever 
since  I  could  remember,  we  had 
been  going  to  go  to  Yellowstone 
someday.  It  was  going  to  be  some- 
day when  Daddy  had  enough  va- 
cation time  coming  to  make  the 
trip  worthwhile;  and  someday 
when  there  weren't  too  many  bills 
to  pay,  and  someday  when  Daddy 
and  Mother  didn't  have  special 
meetings  to  interfere,  and  a  hun- 
dred and  one  other  reasons.  Well, 
believe  it  or  not,  that  someday 
had  actually  arrived.  It  was  no 
longer  a  dream  but  a  reality. 

Daddy  had  rented  the  biggest 
camper  he  could  get.  It  had  two 
bedrooms,  if  you  can  call  them 
rooms,  one  for  Grandma,  and  one 
for  Daddy  and  Mother.  It  had  a 
gas  refrigerator  and  stove  and 
running  water  and  —  well  just 
about  all  of  the  comforts  of  home. 
Daddy  said  he  just  loved  to  rough 
it.  Nancy  and  Tom  and  I  had 
sleeping  bags.  We  wanted  to  sleep 
under  the  stars.  Daddy  put  in  a 
tent,  "just  in  case." 

I  washed  the  supper  dishes  and 
Grandma  wiped.  "You're  excited, 
too,  aren't  you.  Grandma?"  I 
grinned.  "You  only  nibbled  in- 
stead of  eating." 

She  winked  at  me.  "Tom  and 


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THE  SOMEDAY  VACATION 


your  daddy  don't  need  to  think 
they're  the  only  fishermen  in  the 
family.  I  reckon  we  women  folks 
might  even  show  them  up  a  bit." 
The  look  on  her  face  gave  me  a 
merry  feeling. 

One  thing  troubled  me  about 
fishing.  That  was  worms.  Tom 
had  a  bait  can  full  of  them.  I 
couldn't  tell  Grandma  I'd  never 
touched  a  worm.  I'd  have  to  fig- 
ure out  some  natural  way  to  get 
someone  else  to  bait  my  hook. 

I  don't  believe  Mother  cared 
much  for  worms,  either.  She  was 
packing  embroidery  work  and 
gathering  up  some  magazines  to 
read.  As  she  reached  for  her  Relief 
Society  Magazine,  an  unopened 
letter  fell  to  the  floor.  She  picked 
it  up  and  looked  at  the  postmark. 
The  letter  was  two  weeks  old. 
Quickly  she  tore  it  open.  For  a 
minute  I  thought  she  was  going 
to  faint.  She  dropped  into  a  chair 
and  sat  staring  at  the  paper.  It 
was  an  important  letter,  for  sure. 

Mother  straightened.  "Who  put 
this  inside  my  magazine?"  She 
held  out  the  letter  like  it  was  a 
document  from  the  President  of 
the  United  States.  We  all  looked 
at  each  other.  The  air  was  very 
tense.  "Elhe?  Tom?  Nancy?"  As 
she  looked  at  each  of  us,  we  mute- 
ly shook  our  heads. 

Daddy  cleared  his  throat.  "I'm 
sorry,  dear.  I  am  the  guilty  one. 
I  picked  up  the  mail  one  day 
when  I  was  on  an  errand.  I  was 
afraid  of  misplacing  your  letter, 
so  I  slipped  it  inside  the  maga- 
zine you  had  left  in  the  car.  I 
must  have  forgotten  it." 

Whee!  That  let  us  three  off  the 
hook. 

"Is  there  any  damage  done?" 
Daddy  asked. 


"No.  None  at  all."  Mother 
looked  like  she  was  going  to  cry. 
"We'll  just  have  to  postpone  our 
vacation  a  couple  of  days,  that's 
all." 

Two  days!  I  wanted  to  howl. 
Tom  and  Nancy  let  out  a  wail. 

Grandma  spoke  up.  "Did  some- 
body die,  Janet?" 

Mother  smiled  weakly.  "No, 
nothing  like  that.  I  have  an  im- 
portant meeting  day  after  tomor- 
row, that's  all." 

Well!  It  must  be  a  Rehef  So- 
ciety meeting!  All  of  us  knew 
from  previous  experience  that 
when  Mother  had  a  Relief  So- 
ciety meeting  to  attend,  nothing 
could  turn  her  aside. 

Grandma  wasn't  one  to  be  put 
off  so  easily.  "What  is  it,  Janet? 
Are  you  the  main  speaker  at  the 
meeting?" 

"It  is  a  special  meeting  for 
the  Relief  Society  presidencies  in 
the  stake."  Mother  had  herself 
under  control.  Calmly  she  turned 
to  Daddy.  "Jim,  you've  been 
wishing  you  could  get  away  from 
the  office  long  enough  to  fix  the 
pasture  fence  and  spray  the  wild 
parsnips.  This  will  be  a  perfect 
time  to  do  it."  Turning  to  Nancy 
and  me,  she  smiled.  "Do  you  girls 
remember  the  cute  pink  curtains 
we  saw  down  town  the  other  day? 
How  would  you  like  to  get  them 
tomorrow?  I'll  help  you  pretty  up 
your  room."  We  had  wanted  the 
curtains  very  much,  but  right  now 
they  didn't  seem  important. 

Uanet."  Daddy  looked  like  a 
little  boy  as  he  approached  moth- 
er. "Is  this  meeting  so  important 
that  we  have  to  change  the  family 
plans?" 

"All  Church  meetings  are  im- 
portant,   or    they    wouldn't    be 


589 


AUGUST  1964 


called."  Her  voice  was  very  even. 

"Gee,  Dad,  that's  a  tough  break 
for  you."  Tom  plunged  his  hands 
deep  into  his  pockets.  "To  think 
of  that  camper  going  to  waste  for 
two  whole  days  in  our  backyard." 
His  voice  quavered. 

"We  have  to  learn  to  put  first 
things  first,  Son.  Now  come  on, 
all  of  you.  Let's  have  family 
prayer  and  you  can  scamper  off 
to  bed.  Sounds  as  if  we've  things 
to  do  tomorrow." 

We  all  kneeled  down  together 
and  Daddy  asked  Grandma  to 
pray. 

Grandma's  prayers  always 
sounded  pretty  direct.  I  thought 
I  knew  exactly  what  she  had  in 
mind  when  she  said,  "Help  us  all 
to  see  things  in  their  true  order 
of  importance." 

IDapdy  and  mother  usually  dis- 
cussed things  after  we  had  gone 
to  bed.  Most  of  the,  time  we 
went  right  off  to  sleep,  but  to- 
night we  turned  out  our  light  and 
forgot  to  close  our  door.  By  being 
really  quiet  we  could  hear  almost 
everything  they  had  to  say  in  the 
living  room. 

Daddy  said,  "But,  Janet,  if  we 
postpone  our  vacation  a  couple 
of  days  we  won't  have  time  to  go 
to  Yellowstone.  My  vacation 
starts  tomorrow." 

Mother  sounded  too  cheerful. 
She  said,  "Then  wo  can  pick  a 
place  closer  to  home.  You'll  get 
something  accomplished  around 
here,  and  we  will  save  on  expen- 
ses." 

"Oh,  Ellie,"  Nancy  sobbed. 
"Did  you  hear  that?  Not  go  to 
Yellowstone  after  we  have  waited 
all  our  whole  lives!" 

I  tried  to  comfort  her.  "Nancy, 
I  think  Daddy  is  trying  to  help 


Mother  figure  out  some  right  way 
so  we  can  go." 

"But,  EUie,  Daddy  and  Mother 
always  agree  on  everything.  They 
always  do  everything  they're 
asked  to  do." 

"That's  why  everybody  likes 
them."  I  said.  "I  guess  they're 
the  best  people  in  the  whole 
world  besides  Grandma.  Nancy, 
let's  go  to  Grandma's  room  and 
talk  to  her." 

We  tiptoed  down  the  dark  hall. 

Mother  was  saying,  "Too  many 
people  use  their  families  for  an 
excuse  for  not  taking  Church  as- 
signments. I've  always  believed 
that  when  we  do  our  duty  in  the 
Church  our  families  are  blessed, 
and  we  can  enjoy  them  that  much 
more." 

Daddy  said,  "You  are  right. 
The  two  are  inseparable,  but  still 
there  are  times  when  choices 
must  be  made." 

"Sakes  alive,"  Grandma  whis- 
pered. We  almost  bumped  into 
her  sitting  in  her  doorway. 
"Shhh!"  she  gathered  us  to  her. 
"Seems  to  me  we've  some  figuring 
to  do."  We  snuggled  against  her. 

"Grandma,  what  are  we  going 
to  do?"  Nancy  sobbed. 

"Hush,  child.  I'm  tliinking. 
Your  mother  wants  to  go  to  Yel- 
lowstone as  much  as  any  of  us. 
She  has  so  much  loyalty  that  she 
doesn't  know  what  to  do  with  it 
aU." 

"I  wish  she  hadn't  found  that 
letter,  then  she  would  have  been 
happy  until  we  got  back." 

"Yeah.  Remember  the  time 
she  forgot  a  meeting  and  the 
whole  family  went  swimming.  It 
was  a  blast!"    Tom  whispered. 

"Tom!  Where  did  you  come 
from?"  I  asked. 


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THE  SOMEDAY  VACATION 


"I  wasn^t  sleepy  so  I  came  to 
Grandma's  room.  It  would  take 
a  written  excuse  from  the  King 
of  England  to  keep  mother  from 
that  meeting." 

"Not  from  the  King,  from  the 
bishop,"  I  said. 

"Ellie,  that's  it!  You  young 
ones  scamper  off  to  bed  so  we'll 
be  ready  to  leave  in  the  morn- 
ing." Grandma  fairly  pushed  us 
toward  our  rooms. 

Through  the  partition  wall  be- 
tween our  bed  and  Grandma's 
reading  table,  we  could  hear  her 
dial  her  phone.  We  couldn't  hear 
what  she  said.  Minutes  later 
there  was  a  knock  on  the  front 
door  and  we  heard  Daddy  say, 
"Come  in.  Bishop,  what  a  pleas- 
ant surprise  to  see  you  tonight." 

Nancy  and  I  hurried  out  into 
the  hall.  Grandma  and  Tom  were 
there  ahead  of  us  peering  through 
the  bannister  into  the  living 
room. 

"Brother  Sorenson,"  the  bish- 
op boomed,  "the  camper  in  your 
yard  reminded  me  that  you  are 
going  fishing.  I  have  some  fancy 
lures  I  thought  you  might  like 
to  try."  He  put  a  little  box  on 
the  table. 

"That's  mighty  thoughtful  of 
you.  Bishop,"  Daddy  said.  "I 
guess  we  won't  be  leaving  for  a 
couple  of  days." 

"Couple  of  days!"  There  was 
surprise  in  the  bishop's  voice. 
"Understood  you  were  going  in 
the  morning." 

"There's  a  Rehef  Society  meet- 
ing Wednesday,"  Mother  said. 

"Yes,  I  know.  Haven't  you  a 
couple  of  counselors.  Sister  Sor- 
enson?" 


Mother  hesitated.  "Why,  yes. 
But  this  is  a  presidents'  meet- 
ing." 

"So  it  is.  But,  remember,  there 
are  three  people  in  the  presi- 
dency. Your  counselors  will  be 
glad  to  go  alone  this  time  for 
this  planning  meeting.  We  must 
not  make  service  in  the  Church 
a  burdensome  thing.  When  it 
is  done  right,  it  is  very  joyous. 
All  our  organizations  are  pat- 
terned after  a  perfect  plan.  Our 
families  are  part  of  this  plan.  It 
is  built  around  them.  Now,  go 
with  your  family  and  have  a 
happy  vacation." 

"Thank  you  so  much.  Bishop. 
I  will  call  Sister  Hansen  tonight." 
There  was  the  happiness  of  a 
burden  lifted,  in  Mother's  voice. 

"My  blessings  go  with  you.  We 
love  you  both  for  your  faithful- 
ness. Goodnight."  With  a  hand- 
shake, the  bishop  was  gone. 

We  were  hugging  each  other  in 
the  dark. 

There  was  a  moment's  silence, 
then  Mother  said  softly,  "Isn't  it 
strange  that  he  should  come  by 
tonight!" 

"Strange  and  wonderful,"  Dad- 
dy said. 

Mother  sat  down  at  the  tele- 
phone and  Daddy  started  for  the 
hall.  Swift  as  rabbits  we  fled  for 
our  rooms  and  into  our  beds. 
Daddy  turned  the  hall  hghts  on 
and  came  whooping  up  the  stairs 
with  a  bound  that  shook  the  raft- 
ers. 

"Look  out  Yellowstone,  here  we 
come!" 

Bursting  into  our  room,  he 
gave  us  each  a  resounding  good- 
night kiss,  and  playfully  tucked 
us  in,  including  Grandma. 


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romotion  Posters 

for  the  Relief  Society 
lagaiine 


Gertrude  Keeler 

[Address  Delivered  at  the  Magazine  Meeting  of  the  Relief  Society 
Annual  General  Conference,  October  3,  1963] 


Our  specific  need,  as  Relief  Society  Magazine  representatives,  is  to 
have  facility  in  expressing  pertinent  ideas  before  our  groups  with 
appropriate,  artistic,  and  well-chosen  posters,  charts,  placards,  or 
objects  to  add  impressive  selling  points  for  the  Magazine. 

Many  of  us  feel  a  need  for  a  clear,  legible  handwriting  or  for 
skill  in  the  use  of  a  simple  and  attractive  printed  alphabet.  We 
may  resort  to  stenciled  or  ruled  lettering,  but  we  may  discover  our 
finished  product  lacks  variety  and  originality.  It  may  appear 
squared,  heavy,  and  uninteresting. 

A  simple,  workable  alphabet  done  in  freehand  lettering  is  not 
difficult  to  do,  is  not  stiff  or  formal,  and  is  effective  in  arousing  at- 
tention. I  can  almost  hear  someone  say  "I  can't  draw  a  straight 
line."  Any  skill  requires  some  practice,  so  just  be  patient  and  keep 
trying.  You  will  find  in  the  illustration  given  here,  a  simple  Gothic 
alphabet  of  capitals,  small  letters,  and  numbers.  Also  there  are  vari- 
ations you  might  try. 

Guidelines  can  be  drawn  with  ruler  or  yardstick  for  uniformity 
in  height  and  proportion.  These  lines  can  be  erased  after  the  poster 
is  finished.  Art  gum  will  not  mar  inked  lettering.  A  general  layout 
or  arrangement  of  words  and  ideas  for  emphasis  can  be  planned  care- 
fully to  insure  interesting  and  attractive  designs.  We  should  avoid 
a  crowded  appearance  of  letters  or  margins.  Readability  is  im- 
portant, so  lettering  should  be  simple  and  properly  spaced. 

Room  size  and  distance  from  speaker  to  group  determine  the 
size  of  the  poster  and  the  letters,  spacing,  and  colors  to  be  chosen. 
Strong  contrasts  between  background  and  lettering  make  wording 
clear  and  distinct.  Large  posters  and  lettering,  of  course,  are  ap- 
propriate for  large  rooms.  Pertinent  words  or  thoughts  to  be 
emphasized  can  be  painted  in  contrasting  colors.  Warm,  advancing 
colors,  such  as  red,  yellow,  or  orange,  are  good  for  central  ideas.  Cool, 
receding  colors  are  best  for  backgrounds,  such  as  blue,  gray,  violet, 
soft  green,  black,  and  white. 

Plan  the  wording  carefully  to  avoid  trite,  overworked,  or  super- 
fluous words  or  designs  or  fussy  decorations.  Keep  the  message 
brief.  The  eye  can  read  short  sentences  and  single  words  at  a  glance. 
Lengthy,  wordy  posters  are  seldom  read  in  their  entirety.  Choose 
thought-provoking  statements. 

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Consider  your  poster  as  an  over-all  design  with  balanced  units. 
Place  the  central  ideas  in  a  conspicuous  place  on  the  sheet. 

Pay  attention  to  spelling,  grammar,  punctuation,  and  use  of 
capitals.  Do  not  mix  capitals  and  small  letters  indiscriminately. 
Avoid  extreme  styles  of  lettering  until  a  simple  alphabet  is  mastered, 
then  use  your  imagination  and  individuahty  to  make  posters  dis- 
tinctive. 

Simple,  amusing  cartoons  are  effective  and  can  be  worked  out 
easily.  See  the  April  issue  of  the  Instructor  (1963)  for  an  interesting 
article  and  instructions  for  drawing  faces  with  a  variety  of  expres- 
sions. From  these  suggestions,  we  might  make  animated  figures 
representing  Relief  Society  Magazine  covers. 

Experiment,  be  creative.     It  is  fun.     Try  it. 


593 


AUGUST  1964 

POSTER   MATERIALS 

1.  Paper 

A.  Stiff  16-ply  paper,  size  22"  x  28",  about  15c  per  sheet.  All  colors  available. 

B.  Construction  paper.   Limited  colors  available.  Size  18"  x  28",  about  10c 
per  sheet. 

C.     White  butcher  paper  in  a  roll.  Lightweight,  useful  and  inexpensive. 

2.  Pens,  erasers,  etc. 

A.      Wide  felt  tip  pens.  Standard  colors,  approximately  59c  and  79c  each. 

B.  Speed   ball   pens,    all   sizes,    15c   each.    India   ink  40c,    pen    holder'  15c. 

C.  Art  gum  eraser  good  for  removing  guidelines. 

D.  Yardstick  and  foot  ruler  for  guidelines. 

E.  Wax  crayons  are  good  for  construction  and  butcher  paper  posters. 

F.  Show-card   paint   (opaque),   all  colors.   Use  with   brush.  This   medium    is 
more  difficult  to  manage. 


EXERCISE    1 

Copy  these  letters,  using  guidelines  and  following  numbered  strokes  as  indicated. 


EXERCISE   2 

Draw  faces  in  these  balloons,  using  guidelines  for  eyes,  nose,  mouth.  Guide- 
lines should  be  erased  later,  when  faces  are  drawn. 

EXERCISE   3 

Read  this  message.  Reword  for  a  poster.  Use  concise,  effective  statements. 

"The  Relief  Society  Magazine  should  be  in  every  home.  It  is  helpful  for 
homemakers.  It  has  interesting  articles,  poetry,  and  stories  to  interest  the  family. 
Are  you  a  subscriber?" 


594 


inside  and  out 


The  Happy  Children 

Linnie  F.   Robinson 

The  little  children  on  our  street 
Go  past  my  house  with  running  feet; 
Eager  faced,  they  always  see 
Some  place  they  quickly  need  to  be. 
And  every  place  they  laughing  run 
They  spread  the  magic  of  their  fun; 
They  wave  a  hand  at  my  slow  pace 
Or  call  a  greeting  into  space — 
They  race  across  the  sunlit  land 
With  ail  the  world  in  each  small  hand. 


595 


AUGUST  1964 


Raw  Apple  Cookies 

Florence   L.    Mecham 


1  c.   butter  or  shortening 

2  c.   sugar 
4  eggs 

4  c.  flour 

3  c.   grated    raw  apples   (or   put  them 

through  food  grinder) 

4  tsp.   soda 

4  tsp.   cinnamon 

Cream  shortening,  then  add  sugar, 
and  cream  until  well  blended,  add 
unbeaten  eggs  and  mix  with  mixer 
on  medium  speed  for  about  one  min- 
ute. Add  one  cup  of  flour  and  grated 
apples.  (Don't  drain  the  juice  off  the 
apples,  add  it,  too.)  Turn  oven  to  350° 
to  preheat.  Add  the  remaining  3  cups 
of  flour,  soda,  and  spices,  then  vanilla. 
Mix  well  with  spoon.  Add  raisins  and 
walnuts.  Drop  small  teaspoonsful  onto 
well-greased  cookie  sheet  and  bake 
at  350°  for  12  to  15  minutes. 

(For  chocolate  cookies,  add  3 
tbsp.  cocoa.)  This  recipe  is  also 
nice  for   loaf   or   layer   cake. 

Yield:   8  dozen  medium-sized  cookies. 


2  tsp.   allspice 

1  tsp.   vanilla 

1  c.   chopped   raisins 

1  c.  walnuts 


Butter  Mints 

Dorothy    Scott 

3  c.   sugar 

1   sq.   butter  (V4   lb.) 

coloring 
1   c.   hot  water 

dash  salt 

peppermint  flavor 

Stir  sugar,  butter,  hot  water,  and 
salt  together  in  a  pan  and  bring  to 
a  boil.  Cover  with  a  lid  for  3  minutes. 
Take  off  lid  and  wash  down  sides  of 
pan  with  brush  dipped  in  water.  Cook 
without  stirring  to  248°,  on  a  clear 
day.  Pour  on  buttered  slab  and  cool 
enough  to  handle.  Add  few  drops 
flavoring  and  coloring  and  pull  until 
it  loses  gloss.  Stretch  into  a  rope 
and  cut  into  pieces.  Store  in  an  air- 
tight can. 


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useful  too! 


Shirley  Thulin 


Pillows,  pillows,  pillows!  Some  are 
pretty,  some  useful,  some  just  for  fun. 
Make  these  easy  pillows  and  start 
right  away  to  enjoy  them. 

HANDY  TRAVEL  PILLOW 

The  neatest  trick  in  a  long  while  is 
this  pillow  bag  made  of  ribbons.  Toss 
it  on  your  bed  as  a  pillow  with  pa- 
jamas inside,  make  it  as  a  welcome 
gift,  or  as  a  traveling  aid. 

The  pillow  bag  may  be  used  as  a 
laundry  bag  for  nylons  and  lingerie, 
as  well  as  a  daytime  hiding  place  for 
pajamas.  It  is  convenient  for  travel- 
ing, holding  clean  clothing  on  the  way 
and  light  laundry  when  returning. 

Materials  Needed:  To  make  the  pil- 
low bag,  you  will  need  9  yards  of 
grosgrain  ribbon  1  inch  wide,  and  6 
yards  of  woven  edge  taffeta  ribbon  3 
inches  wide. 

Cut  the  3-inch  ribbon  into  four 
strips  IV^  yards  long.  Cut  the  1-inch 
ribbon  into  6  strips  IV2  yards  long. 

Procedure:  Starting  with  the  nar- 
rower ribbon,  top  stitch  the  strips 
together  lengthwise  at  the  edge,  alter- 
nating widths.  Now  sew  the  outside 
edges  together  to  form  a  tube.  Gather 
one  end  tightly  together,  and  attach 
a  six-loop  bow  made  from  one  of  the 
remaining  II/2  yard  lengths  of  the 
1-inch  ribbon. 

At  the  other  end,  fold  the  top  nar- 
row ribbon  strip  in  half  and  stitch 
on  the  inside,  making  a  hem  to  hold 
the  remaining  IV2  yards  of  grosgrain 
ribbon  which  is  used  as  the  draw- 
string (figure  1). 

SICK-ROOM  PILLOWS 

Pillows  can  play  an  important  part 
in  the  caring  for  a  person  who  has  to 
remain  in  bed  for  awhile.  There  are 
several     different     sick-room     pillows. 


All  of  them  should  be  made  with  re- 
movable covers,  for  easy  cleaning. 

Back-rest  Pillows.  There  are  two 
back  rest  pillows  which  are  handy  to 
put  at  the  patient's  back  while  she 
sits  up.  The  first  one  is  a  pillow  arm 
chair,  and  should  be  made  of  a  sturdy 
fabric  such  as  denim.  You  could  also 
use  a  heavy  plastic  material. 

Make  back  first.  From  a  piece  of 
material  about  22  inches  wide  and  26 
inches  long,  cut  a  rectangle,  rounding 
the  top  two  corners  (figure  2).  This 
is  the  front  of  the  back  rest.  Now 
cut  a  similar  rectangle,  only  make  it 
31  inches  long  (figure  3).  This  is  the 
back  of  the  back-rest.  Cut  2  triangles 
about  26  inches  long  and  about  12 
inches  wide  at  the  base  (figure  4). 
This  forms  the  sides  of  the  back-rest. 
The  bottom  of  the  back-rest  is  a 
piece  22  inches  long  by  12  inches 
wide  (figure  5). 


26" 


K 22" ^ 

/' 

Cut  1 

(fig.  3) 

w 


31' 


< 12"- 

side  of  back  rest 


bottom  of  back  rest 


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AUGUST  1964 


Sew  the  two  straight  sides  of  the 
triangle  pieces  to  the  26-inch  sides 
of  the  front  piece.  Now  join  the  back 
of  the  back-rest  to  the  front  and  sides 
by  sewing  it  along  the  slanting  side 
of  the  triangle  and  along  the  rounded 
top  of  the  front  of  the  back-rest.  Now 
sew  the  bottom  of  the  back-rest  in 
place,  leaving  an  opening  for  the 
stuffing.  Be  sure  to  take  deep  seams 
all  around.  Stuff  this  pillow  very 
firmly,  or  use  a  solid  piece  of  foam 
rubber. 

Make  arms  of  back  rest.  Cut  four 
rectangles  of  fabric  26  inches  long  and 
7  inches  wide.  This  makes  the  sides 
for  two  arms  (figure  6).  You  will 
now  need  2  pieces  66  inches  long  and 
about  8  inches  wide.  These  can  be 
pieced.  They  form  the  top,  front  side, 
bottom,  and  back  side  of  the  arms. 

K 26" ^ 


arms  of  back  rest 

Stitch  one  arm  together  by  begin- 
ning at  one  corner  of  the  folded  rec- 
tangle. Begin  also  at  the  end  of  the 
long  strip.  Now  sew  the  strip  all 
around  the  four  sides  of  the  rectangle 
(figure  7).  Now  sew  the  two  ends 
of  the  long  piece  together.  Next,  sew 
the  other  rectangle  on  the  other  edge 
of  the  long  piece  in  the  same  way, 
leaving  an  opening  for  the  stuffing. 
Make  the  other  arm  the  same  way. 
Now  you  have  two  arms,  or  pillows, 
which  are  long  and  narrow.  Join  them 
at  a  corner  edge  to  the  back  rest  with 
heavy  thread  in  an  overcasting  stitch 
(figure  8). 


joining  the  pieces  of 
the  back  rest 


Triangle  back  rest.  This  pillow 
serves  somewhat  the  same  purpose  as 
the  arm-chair  pillow,  only  it  is  a 
simpler  one.  You  will  need  one  rec- 
tangle 26  inches  long  and  25  inches 
wide,  and  one  rectangle  31  inches  long 
and  25  inches  wide.  These  make  the 
front  and  back.  Cut  a  triangle  the 
same  as  for  the  arm-chair  pillow,  also 
a  bottom.  Stitch  this  pillow  together 
the  same  as  the  back-rest  for  the  arm- 
chair pillow.  Also  stuff  this  pillow 
very  firmly. 

Elbow  Pillows.  It  is  very  comforting 
to  a  bed  patient  to  have  small  soft 
pillows  on  which  to  rest  arms  or  legs. 
These  can  be  used  to  vary  a  person's 
position  while  lying  down,  when  the 
patient  is  too  sick  or  too  weak  to 
hold  his  arms  or  legs  in  various  posi- 
tions by  himself.  These  pillows  can 
be  placed  under  the  elbows,  knees,  or 
at  the  back,  or  under  the  person's  neck. 
They  are  simply  made  of  a  soft  ma- 
terial, such  as  flannel,  or  other  soft 
cotton,  and  are  made  in  various  sizes, 
not  over  14  inches  square.  They  must 
not  be  stuffed  very  full.  Old  nylons 
or  shredded  foam  rubber  make  good 
stuffing  for  these  pillows.  Square  ones 
are  best,  but  they  can  also  be  round. 

KNEELING    PILLOWS 

If  you  are  one  who  still  scrubs  her 
floor  on  hands  and  knees,  or  if  you 
kneel  in  your  garden,  you  will  enjoy 
using  this  pillow.  Use  a  strong  fabric, 
such  as  upholstering  fabric,  or  denim. 
It  should  be  made  of  a  dark-colored 
cloth.  You  can  buy  some  squares  of 
foam  rubber  which  make  ideal  stuff- 
ings for  these  pillows.  You  can  also 
stuff  them  with  used  nylons,  or  other 
soft  materials. 

Make  your   kneeling   pillows   about 

24  inches  square.  This  means,  then, 
that  you  will  need  two  squares  about 

25  inches  square,  allowing  for  seams. 
Now  you  will  need  a  long  piece  (which 
can  be  pieced)  100  inches  long  and 
about  5  or  6  inches  wide.  Sew  this 
pillow  together  the  same  as  the  arm 
pieces  to  the  arm-chair  pillow. 

FANCY  BED  AND  SOFA  PILLOWS 

Whether  square,  round,  triangle, 
rectangle,  or  heart-shaped,  fancy  pil- 
lows always  add  a  certain  pleasure  to 


598 


THE  HOME-INSIDE  AND  OUT 


a  bedroom  or  living  room.  These  pil- 
lows also  make  wonderful  gifts,  either 
for  birthdays.  Mother's  Day,  or  for  a 
shower. 

In  choosing  the  fabric  for  your 
fancy  pillows,  remember  that  the  pret- 
tier, the  better,  so  satins,  taffetas,  vel- 
vets, or  bright  corduroys  are  good. 
The  colors  can  be  bright  or  pastel, 
mixing  or  matching,  and  the  sizes  can 
vary  from  tiny  ones  about  8  inches 
square  to  large  ones  40  inches  square. 

To  make  a  professional  looking  pil- 
low, stitch  a  cording  all  around  your 
pillow.  This  is  very  easy  to  do  and 
will  add  greatly  to  the  appearance  of 
the  finished  product. 

You  will  need  a  heavy  string,  or 
you  can  buy  cording  at  drapery  de- 
partments. Cut  a  narrow  strip  of 
your  fabric  about  one-half  inch  wide, 
or  more  narrow,  for  daintier  pillows. 
Using  your  zipper  foot,  machine  stitch 
the  strip  around  the  string,  sewing 
very  close  to  the  string,  and  leaving 
the  seam  on,  to  be  sewed  in  with  the 
pillow  seam  (figure  9). 


(fig.  9) 


string 


making  cording 


When  you  sew  the  cording  on  the 
pillow,  be  sure  to  put  the  covered 
string  part  inside  between  the  two 
right  sides  of  the  pillow  back  and 
front,  and  the  raw  edges  of  the  seam 
edge  even  and  horizontal  with  the 
edges  of  the  pillow  material.  Then  pin 
or  baste  so  that  you  will  stitch  along 
the  same  stitches  that  you  sewed  the 
string  inside  the  material  with.  Thus, 
when  you  turn  the  pillow  to  the  right 
side,  the  cording  will  be  neat  all 
around  the  edge  of  the  top  of  the  pil- 
low. You  can  also  put  a  cording  all 
around  the  bottom  edge  if  you  desire 
(figure  10). 


Shiny  Satin  Pillows.  Buy  different 
shades  of  satin  that  complement  your 
room,  and  shades  that  pick  up  the 
hints  of  color  in  the  wallpaper,  or  in 
the  drapes,  or  even  in  your  favorite 
painting.  Make  these  pillows  about 
16  inches  square.  If  you  want  to  make 
the  cording  around  the  edge,  it  will 
add  attractiveness.  Sometimes  a  cord- 
ing of  a  contrasting  color  gives  a  pleas- 
ing accent.  You  also  could  sew  a 
fringe  of  matching  or  contrasting  color 
in  with  the  seam.  Stuff  these  pillows 
with  discarded  nylons,  and  make  them 
sturdy  and  plump.  If  you  want  an 
even  fancier  satin  pillow,  cut  the  top 
square  of  the  pillow  larger  and  then 
shirr  it  before  sewing  it  to  the  back 
square. 

Make  a  Tube  Pillow.  A  very  useful 
and  attractive  pillow  for  your  couch 
is  the  tube  pillow.  You  will  want  two 
just  alike,  one  for  each  end  of  the 
sofa.  You  can  make  them  of  corduroy 
or  velvet.  Just  make  the  pillow  as  long 
as  your  sofa  is  deep,  so  that  it  will  fit 
along  the  end,  by  the  arm  of  the  sofa. 
You  will  need  a  piece  of  material  as 
wide  as  your  sofa  is  deep,  usually 
about  22  to  26  inches,  by  22  inches 
wide. 

The  pillow  should  be  about  7  inches 
in  diameter.  You  will  need  two  round 
pieces  7  inches  in  diameter  for  the 
ends.  Stitch  the  rectangle  on  to  the 
two  round  pieces,  making  a  tube  with 
the  ends.  You  can  sew  a  tassel  to  the 
center  of  the  round  end,  if  desired 
(figure  11). 


(fig.  11) 


3 


tube  pillow 


cording 


BABY  PILLOWS 

These  pillows  are  attractive  and  ap- 
propriate to  give  at  a  baby  shower. 
They  are  just  for  show,  since,  in  most 
cases,  it  is  better  for  babies  not  to  sleep 
on  pillows.  These  pillows  may  be 
placed  in  the  corner  of  the  crib  or 
carriage.    The    favorite    shape    for    a 


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baby  pillow  is  a  heart  (figxire  12)  but 
it  could  be  round  or  square  as  well. 


(fig.  12) 


Make  a  pillowcase  or  cover,  to  slip 
over  the  pillow.  This  should  be  made 
of  a  soft  dainty  cotton,  or  batiste. 
Pure  white  is  prettiest,  but  it  could 
be  a  pale  pink,  or  blue,  or  yellow. 

It  should  not  be  very  big.  About 
twelve  to  sixteen  inches  square  is  a 
good  size.  Draw  tiny  flowers,  dainty 
birds,  or  other  designs  on  the  front  of 
the  pillowslip.  You  can  trace  these 
designs  from  magazine  pictures,  or 
buy  an  iron-on  transfer  pattern.  Em- 
broider the  design  with  pastel  shades 
of  cotton  thread  or  white.  Stitch  lace 
or  satin  ribbon  where  desired. 

The  back  of  the  pillow  is  made  of 
two  pieces  7  inches  by  12  inches,  if  the 
pillow  is  going  to  be  twelve  inches 
square.  Along  one  of  the  twelve-inch 
edges  on  each  piece,  make  a  tiny  hem 
(figure  13). 


12" 


small  hem 


Now,  putting  right  sides  together, 
sew  both  back  pieces  to  the  front  piece 
by  lapping  over  the  tiny  hemmed 
edges  in  the  center,  making  sort  of 
a  split  down  the  back   (figure  14). 


baby  pillow 


back  of  pillow  cover 


Now  turn  right  sides  out  and  stitch 
two  or  three  tiny  white  snaps  along 
the  split  to  keep  it  closed  until  wash 
day. 

Make  the  back  of  the  pillowslip  the 
same  style  no  matter  what  shape  you 
are  making  the  pillow.  Make  the  pil- 
low of  white  cotton,  and  make  it  the 
same  shape  as  the  pillowslip,  only  a 
little  smaller  so  the  cover  can  go  on 
easily. 

SAD  OR  SUNNY  PILLOWS 

This  is  a  child's  just-for-fun  pillow, 
but  it  also  is  practical.  During  the  day 
it  holds  his  pajamas.  On  one  side  of 
this  pillow  is  a  bright  sunny  face  and 
on  the  other  side  is  a  sad  face.  The 
child  will  love  to  display  the  face 
which  best  suits  his  mood  for  the  day. 
After  seeing  this  cheerful  pillow,  each 
morning,  the  sunny  face  will  most  al- 
ways win  out. 

Make  a  funny  face.  This  pillow  can 
be  made  of  unbleached  muslin  or 
other  suitable  material.  Draw  a  big 
circle  for  the  pillow  and  make  big 
comical  features,  a  sad  face  for  the 
back,  and  a  happy  one  for  the  front 
(figure  15).  Make  the  eyes  and  the 
mouth  large.  You  can  make  the  fea- 
tures from  suitable  colored  felt  or 
paint  them  on  with  your  textile  paints; 
embroider  the  face  with  six-strand 
cotton  thread. 

Place  the  front  and  back  together, 
right  sides  together,  and,  beginning  at 
the  eye,  pin  along  the  seam  line 
around  to  just  at  the  opposite  eye. 
Now  take  a  strip  of  brown  or  black 
felt  three  inches  wide  and  cut  a  fringe 
about  two  inches  deep  for  the  hair 
(figure  16).  Place  this  with  the  fringe 


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THE  HOME-INSIDE  AND  OUT 


sad  or  sunny  pillows 


inside  between  the  front  and  back  of 
the  pillow  and  continue  to  pin  the 
seam  on  around,  catching  the  un- 
fringed  edge  of  the  felt.  Machine 
stitch  all  around,  leaving  an  8-inch 
opening  at  the  top  of  the  head  to  push 
the  child's  pajamas  into.  You  can  sew 
snaps  along  the  opening  or  a  zipper. 


mMMm 


(fig.  16) 

If  you  would  like  to  use  yarn  in 
place  of  the  felt  fringe,  sew  2-inch 
lengths  of  yarn  along  a  one-inch  strip 
of  cloth  and  sew  the  same  as  with  the 
felt  fringe. 


A  Plea  for  Loveliness 

Alice  Lowe  Corbett 

Oh,  bid  me  not  turn  loveliness  away, 

Nor  rob  the  heart  of  time  to  heed  the  cries 

Of  paeans  caroling  above  the  day — 

Sweet,  haunting  melody  that  never  dies. 

Oh,  why  would  you  entreat  me  not  to  sing? 

The  voice  that  beckons  me,  shall  it  be  still 

When  through  the  night  each  bright  remembering 

Bursts  with  unyielding  strength  the  bonds  of  will? 

The  spirit  soars.  Through  eager  eyes  of  hope 

Time's  bitter  trials  loom  as  kin  to  earth; 

Bare,  hulking  shadows,  transient  in  their  scope 

As  frost,  that  sun-killed,  flees  the  soul's  new  birth. 

Beauty  is  truth,  eternal,  come  what  may; 

Nor  life,  nor  loveliness,  shall  pass  away. 


601 


Qleanings  from  the  Summer^ 


So  Much  for  So  Little 

NOTICING  there  was  unused  seed  in  the  cup  when  I  cleaned  my  parakeet's  cage, 
I  began  throwing  it  in  the  back  yard  for  the  birds.  When  snow  arrived,  I  put  a 
board  I  could  easily  sweep  off  near  the  door  and  added  extra  seed  and  bread  to  the  diet. 

When  I  go  out  each  morning,  no  birds  are  in  our  tree,  nor  can  I  see  any  nearby, 
yet  the  door  will  scarcely  be  closed  before  a  colorful  variety  arrives  to  reward  me.  No 
longer  is  dishwashing  a  prosaic  task.  Through  the  window  while  I  work,  I  watch  birds 
happily  pecking,  hopping,  flying;  hear  their  gay  chittering,  sense  their  gratitude  for  my 
small  thoughtfulness. 

Often  our  smallest  kindness  is  manifoldly  rewarded.  If,  in  no  other  way,  we  are 
rewarded  by  a  feeling  of  well-being.  Longfellow  expressed  the  idea  beautifully  in 
Evangeline:  "That  which  the  fountain  sends  forth  returns  again  to  the  fountain." 


Trifles 

"Trifles  make  the  sum  of  life"  (Charles  Dickens). 

TT^ACH  of  us  has  moments  of  high  beauty  we  would  Hke  to  live  again.  Each  of  us 
-*— ^  has  moments  of  bitter,  black  despair  when  we  must  seek  the  only  help  that  can 
sustain  us.  Mostly,  though,  our  days  are  filled  with  trifles.  Let  us  add  the  trifles  of  a 
day  and  find  what  makes  the  sum  of  life. 

For  salutation,  take  the  dew-touched  rose  you  picked  this  morning  to  enjoy  its 
fragileness  and  fragrance,  remembering  its  name  is  "Peace."  For  surprise,  take  the  call 
from  a  friend  who,  knowing  of  a  joy  that  has  come  to  you,  just  wants  to  say  she 
shares  your  happiness.  For  chuckles,  take  the  words  of  a  precious  little  boy,  just 
turned  six.  He  haunts  the  school  grounds,  a  block  away  from  home,  so  anxious  is  he 
for  that  first  great  day;  yet  dashes  home  to  ask  excitedly,  "Mommy,  did  you  remember 
to  get  me  in  a  car  pool  to  ride  to  school?"  For  loyalty,  take  the  tiny  brown  Chihuahua 
who  always  looks  at  you  with  eyes  full  of  devotion,  never  seeing  faults  that  human 
beings  do,  and  yet  is  ready  to  forgive  your  thoughtlessness  beyond  the  "seventy  times 
seven."  For  satisfaction,  take  a  look  at  bottles  filled  this  day  with  sun-gold  peaches  that 
make  the  taste  buds  tingle  in  anticipation  of  wintertime  enjoyment.  For  refreshment, 
take  the  gentle  soothing  rain  that  covered  everything  with  freshness  after  weary  weeks 
of  dust  and  heat.  For  color,  take  the  rainbow  arched  across  the  sky  at  sunset.  For 
benediction,  take  your  evening  call  to  Mother  to  hear  about  her  day's  events  and  learn 
tomorrow's  plans.    To  her  "goodnight,"  she  adds,  "God  bless  you,  dear." 

Trifles?    The  total  sum  is  far  from  commonplace. 


602 


Pauline  B.  Wale's  Hobby  -  Seventy  Years  of  Quiltmaking 

Pauline  B.  Wale,  Salt  Lake  City,  Utah,  is  almost  one  hundred  years  old,  and  she 
has  enjoyed  making  quilts  for  more  than  seventy  years.  When  asked  what  type 
of  quilts  she  likes  to  make  best,  she  replied:  "All  colors  and  all  kinds — pieced, 
plain,  and  applique."  Since  her  ninetieth  birthday,  she  has  pieced  fourteen  quilts. 
The  quilt  which  she  is  holding  in  the  picture  was  pieced  after  her  ninety-eighth 
birthday.  She  has  crocheted  fifteen  afghans,  many  tablecloths  and  bedspreads, 
as  well  as  lace  edgings  for  pillowslips. 

She  is  mother  to  eight  children,  grandmother  to  twenty-four,  and  great-grand- 
mother to  fifty-six. 

She  is  active  in  her  ward  and  has  a  strong  testimony  of  the  gospel.  On  her 
ninety-eighth  birthday  she  was  the  principal  speaker  in  the  ward  sacrament 
meeting.  She  took  part  in  the  Relief  Society  closing  social  in  May  1964  and 
recited  a  poem  with  accuracy  and  expression.  She  maintains  an  enthusiastic 
interest  in  temple  work  and  has  completed  more  than  three  thousand  endowments. 


603 


Your  Heart  to 
Understanding 


Hazel  M.  Thomson 


Chapter  7 


Synopsis:  Selena  and  Belle  Bald- 
win, sisters,  travel  from  Winter 
Quarters  to  the  Valley  of  the  Great 
Salt  Lake  in  the  company  of  Lon 
Holiday,  captain  of  fifty,  and  Josiah 
Blodgett,  captain  of  ten.  Selena, 
whose  fiance  died  at  Winter  Quarters, 
cannot  overcome  the  great  sorrow  and 
bitterness  of  her  loss.  When  the  wag- 
on train  arrives  in  the  Valley,  Belle 
and  Josiah  are  married,  and,  later 
they  leave  with  a  group  of  saints  to 
settle  in  San  Bernardino,  California. 
Selena  and  Lon,  who  has  loved  her 
since  their  first  meeting,  also  join  the 
company  but  are  separated  for  most 
of  the  journey  after  the  division  of 
the  company.  Alfred  Quale,  who  has 
traveled  all  the  way  to  San  Bernar- 
dino with  the  Blodgetts  and  Selena, 
continues  his  ardent  courtship  after 
the  company  arrives  at  San  Bernar- 
dino. Much  difficulty  is  encountered 
in  securing  title  to  the  land,  and  Lon 
volunteers  to  journey  to  the  gold 
camps  to  secure  money  for  purchase 
of  the  land. 


I T  was  a  long  trip  north  that 
Brothers  Lyman  and  Rich  and 
their  Httle  group  of  men  had 
mapped  out  for  themselves.  But 
everywhere  they  found  members 
of  the  Church,  the  response  to 
their  request  for  financial  help 
was  gratifying  and  immediate. 
The  brethren  were  willing,  and 
even  anxious,  to  ease  the  needs 
of  the  group  waiting  in  San 
Bernardino  Valley. 

To  Lon,  saddened  though  he 
was  by  his  own  personal  problem, 
the  trip  was  a  revelation.  In  the 
same  camp  with  drunkards  and 
gamblers  were  to  be  found  con- 
verts to  the  revealed  gospel  of 
Christ  who  gave  their  last  bit  of 
gold  dust  to  aid  in  the  establish- 
ment of  the  new  settlement.  A 
request    from    the    two    apostles 


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YOUR  HEART  TO  UNDERSTANDING 


was  to  them  a  call  from  the  Lord, 
himself,  and  Lon  found  their 
faith  strengthening  his  own. 

Selena  had  been  somewhat 
puzzled  by  Lon's  apparent  disin- 
terest in  her  when  he  left  the 
camp,  and  with  Alfred  Quale's 
proposal  of  marriage  the  previous 
evening,  she  was  seriously  con- 
sidering marrying  him. 

"Come  on,  Selena,  away  from 
the  wagon  for  a  bit,"  he  had 
urged.  "I  have  an  important 
question  to  discuss  with  you,  and 
it  isn't  for  Belle  nor  Josiah  to 
hear." 

Selena  had  known  the  time  had 
arrived  when  Alfred  planned  to 
ask  her  to  marry  him  and  won- 
dered just  why  he  had  chosen 
this  particular  time,  when  the 
affairs  of  the  camp  were  in  a 
rather  uncertain  state. 

As  they  walked  out  along  the 
trail  through  the  grove,  Alfred 
wasted  no  time.  "We  can  be 
married  right  away,  Selena,"  he 
had  said.  "I  expect  to  come  into 
a  bit  of  money,  a  sort  of  legacy 
you  might  call  it,"  and  he  had 
laughed  in  a  strange,  mysterious 
way. 

He  certainly  wasn't  a  man  who 
would  be  sharing  all  his  dealings 
in  detail  with  a  wife,  Selena  had 
thought.  But  then  he  would  be 
around,  and  with  the  Indians 
constantly  besieging  the  camp  in 
their  never-ending  begging  for 
food,  this  trait  in  her  future  hus- 
band had  become  important  to 
Selena. 

Unlike  Lon,  who  was  leaving  in 
the  morning  for  a  lengthy  trip 
north,  Alfred  wouldn't  always  be 
jumping  in  response  to  what  he 
considered  to  be  a  call  from 
authority,  letting  his  own  affairs 
take    care    of    themselves.    This 


problem  would  always  be  with 
her,  she  knew  very  well,  if  she 
married  Lon  Holiday. 

The  thoughts  passed  with 
lightning  speed  through  her  mind, 
as  did  also  the  fact  that  Alfred 
hadn't  really  asked  her.  He  had 
apparently  assumed,  in  his  self- 
assurance,  that  she  could  not  pos- 
sibly refuse  him. 

"We're  two  alike,  Selena.  I 
hate  this  idea  of  empire  building 
that  seems  to  possess  the  others. 
We  can  leave  here  together,  Se- 
lena, and  go  north  where  the 
empire  is  already  underway. 
The  bishop  can  perform  the  cere- 
mony, then,  when  the  leaders  get 
back,  we  can  be  on  our  way." 

This  last  puzzled  Selena.  "If 
we  wait  un+il  they  return,  I 
should  very  much  hke  to  have 
Brother  Lyman  marry  us.  But 
I  don't  understand  your  wanting 
to  wait  until  they  come." 

"I  just  can't  walk  away  with- 
out a  proper  goodbye,  my  sweet. 
I  shall  always  owe  the  two  breth- 
ren who  led  us  here  a  great  debt." 

Selena  was  not  sure  whether 
Alfred  was  serious  or  whether 
there  was  a  bit  of  sarcasm  in  his 
words,  but  his  plan  held  out  to 
her  a  means  of  escape,  and  she 
had  decided  to  take  it.  But  upon 
one  point  she  was  determined  to 
insist,  to  wait  until  the  apostles 
returned  to  have  their  marriage 
performed. 

"Since  you  plan  to  remain  un- 
til Brother  Lyman  is  back,  Al- 
fred, you  can  have  no  serious 
objection  to  having  him  marry 
us,"  she  said. 

"All  right,  if  that's  the  way 
you  want  it.  I  had  thought  to 
be  ready  to  leave  almost  imme- 
diately, but  I  presume  that  giv- 
ing in  to  you  on  this  won't  give 


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you  the  idea  that  I  intend  always 
to  give  in  to  your  whims.  But 
since  that's  settled,  come  here. 
I've  been  waiting  a  long  time  for 
this." 

Alfred  had  pulled  her  to  him 
and  kissed  her,  long  and  hard. 
Selena  resisted  an  impulse  to  pull 
away,  watching  the  bright,  full 
moon  high  above  the  sycamores. 

Upon  her  return  to  camp  Se- 
lena decided  against  telling  Belle 
and  Josiah.  There  was  plenty 
of  time  to  do  so  before  the  men 
returned  from  the  north.  She 
went  directly  to  bed  after  Alfred 
returned  to  his  own  wagon,  her 
thoughts  a  whirl  of  confusion. 

The  gospel  meant  a  good  deal 
to  Selena,  and  she  knew  what  she 
was  planning  was  fundamentally 
wrong.  But  she  felt  she  just 
couldn't  remain  in  the  San  Ber- 
nardino settlement. 


V\^HEN  the  wagon  left  Sycamore 
Grove  for  San  Pedro  to  meet  the 
south-bound  brig  Fremont  which 
was  carrying  the  supplies  the 
brethren  had  sent  for  the  camp, 
Josiah  went  along. 

"I'll  be  just  fine,  Josiah,"  Belle 
had  insisted.  "You'll  only  be 
gone  a  few  days,  and  it'll  give 
you  a  chance  to  see  a  bit  more  of 
California." 

He  met  Lon  and  learned  that 
Brother  Lyman  had  not  returned 
with  the  others,  having  stayed 
north  in  an  effort  to  raise  more 
money.  Brother  Rich  had  gone 
to  Los  Angeles  with  the  funds 
already  obtained  and  would  re- 
turn to  the  Grove  from  there. 

Most  of  the  wagons  had  re- 
turned to  the  grove  before  Broth- 
er Rich  put  in  an  appearance.  A 
gun  shot  was  heard  in  the  camp 


that  night.  Josiah  remembered  it 
later,  wondering  just  what  it  was. 
By  noon  the  next  day  he  knew. 

A  stranger  came  into  camp  ask- 
ing for  Alfred  Quale.  Josiah 
paused  from  pulling  burrs  from 
the  tail  of  his  horse  and  nodded 
his  head  in  Alfred's  direction.  A 
heated  argument  followed,  and 
though  Josiah  couldn't  hear  it  all, 
he  heard  enough.  That  gun  shot 
the  night  Brother  Rich  brought 
the  money  into  camp  was  prob- 
ably a  signal.  Quale  had 
planned  with  this  man  and  others 
to  waylay  Brother  Rich  out 
somewhere  along  the  road. 

Suddenly  the  man  swung  at 
Quale.  Josiah  watched,  but 
made  no  effort  to  intervene.  A 
short  few  minutes  later  the  man 
looked  at  Quale  on  the  ground, 
blood  oozing  from  Alfred's  mouth. 

"Next  time  when  you  say  New 
Road  you'd  better  mean  New 
Road.  You  knew  all  the  time 
Rich  would  come  on  the  Old 
Road  that's  seldom  traveled.  You 
had  ideas  of  getting  it  all  for 
yourself.  That's  why  I'm  here, 
right  in  your  camp,  to  let  them 
know  just  what  you  are." 

The  man  jumped  on  his  horse 
and  was  gone.  By  morning  Alfred 
Quale  had  left  also  and  never 
again  was  seen  in  the  camp  of  the 
saints.  One  week  later  Brother 
Rich  performed  the  marriage  of 
Selena  Baldwin  and  Lon  Holiday. 

Belle  and  Josiah  offered  a 
prayer  of  thankfulness,  took  a 
good  deep  breath  apiece,  and  re- 
laxed. But  for  Lon  this  was  to 
be  the  beginning  of  days  and 
months  running  into  years  dur- 
ing which  he  was  to  wonder  over 
and  over  again  whether  the  time 
would   ever   come   when    Selena 


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would  ever  feel  deep  love  for 
him. 

Selena,  herself,  found  a  meas- 
ure of  comfort  in  knowing  that 
she  had  not  left  the  Church,  as 
Alfred  had  planned  for  her  to  do. 
There  was  a  great  strength  which 
she  drew  from  Lon. 

But  there  were  to  be  many, 
many  times,  when  she  would  hate 
herself  for  her  own  weakness;  for 
her  inabihty  to  return  the  love 
she  received  from  Lon;  for  the 
hurt  she  caused  him  in  return 
for  his  unceasing  goodness  to  her. 
She  recognized  all  of  these,  and 
yet  remained  powerless  to  act  as 
she  would  have  done,  had  she  no 
memory  of  a  burial  in  the  ceme- 
tery at  Winter  Quarters. 

Negotiations  were  finally  com- 
pleted, and  then  came  the  day 
when  the  Mormons  moved  onto 
the  Rancho  del  San  Bernardino. 
The  originally  planned  80,000 
acres  proved  to  be  in  reality 
35,509.  The  purchase  price  qf 
$70,000  changed  also,  to  $77,500, 
yet  it  was  a  day  of  great  rejoicing 
when  the  settlers  were  at  last 
on  their  own  land.  One  square 
mile  was  set  aside  as  the  site  for 
the  town. 

"We  will  pattern  it  after  the 
City  of  the  Great  Salt  Lake," 
Brother  Rich  declared,  "with  a 
temple  block  in  the  center  of  the 
city." 


Now  the  work  began  in  earnest. 
Homes  must  be  built,  land 
cleared  and  plowed,  and  fences 
built.  The  fences  intrigued  Belle. 
"Fve  never  seen  anything  like 
it,  Josiah,"  she  said.  "Live  willow 
posts,  driven  in  the  ground,  and 
then  they  say  that  the  posts  will 
continue     growing     to     form     a 


hedge-like     fence     around     the 
land." 

It  was  on  an  afternoon  when 
they  were  nearing  completion  of 
the  first  section  of  the  fence,  and 
Josiah  had  gone  for  more  posts, 
that  Belle  felt  her  first  pain.  She 
simply  stood  her  axe  by  the 
fence,  asked  Lon  to  tell  Josiah 
she  had  gone  to  the  wagon,  and 
walked  calmly  toward  it. 

Belle  had  always  handled 
everything  quickly  and  efficient- 
ly, and  with  as  little  fuss  as  pos-- 
sible.  She  had  no  intention  of 
doing  otherwise  now.  She  knew 
she  must  get  Sister  Tenny  and 
was  glad  that  it  wasn't  far.  The 
pains  were  becoming  a  bit  more 
bothersome.  Josiah  returned 
with  the  posts,  and  by  the  time 
the  fence  was  finished  the  baby 
had  arrived.  Belle,  as  usual, 
worked  things  out  well  on  sched- 
ule. 

Only  then,  according  to  Belle's 
wishes,  did  Sister  Tenny  call  to 
Josiah,  "Come  and  see  your  son," 
after  walking  some  distance  to 
the  end  of  the  section  of  fence. 

Josiah's  face  paled. 

"Lon!  You  said.  .  .  ."  Josiah 
turned  toward  his  friend. 

"I  said  all  she  told  me,  Josiah. 
She  never  once  mentioned  that 
she  was  leaving  to  have  the 
baby." 

Josiah  dropped  his  axe  and 
ran,  but  at  the  wagon  box  he 
stopped  and  climbed  in  careful- 
ly, moving  to  the  bed  where 
Belle  lay,  cheerful  and  smiling. 

"Belle!  Why  didn't  you  say 
something?  Why  didn't  you  call 
me?" 

"Land  sakes,  Josiah.  You'd 
have  become  excited  as  you  are 
now,  and  you  never  would  have 
finished  the  fence  today." 


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Josiah  turned  to  the  baby,  his 
face  filled  with  the  wonder  of 
him. 

"My  boy!  My  son!"  he  said. 

"Well,  Josiah  Blodgett!"  said 
Belle  spiritedly.  "You  might  re- 
member that  he  belongs  to  me 
a  little,  too." 

Lon  withdrew  to  go  and  tell 
Selena. 


When  the  news  came  that  the 
Indians  were  planning  an  attack, 
all  work  on  homes  ceased.  Along 
with  her  fears,  Selena  suffered  a 
great  disappointment.  Lon  had 
sjwken  of  the  home  he  planned 
to  build. 

"What  kind  of  trees  are  there 
in  the  mountains,  Lon?"  she  had 
asked. 

"You  name  it,  Selena,  and  it*s 
there,  cedar,  pine,  hemlock. 
There  is  a  sugar-pine  with  light, 
almost  white  wood  and  straight- 
grained  with  no  pitch.  That  is 
what  we  will  use  for  the  finish- 
ing. Therein  not  be  a  house  in 
all  New  England  made  of  better 
materials. 

"Oh,  Lon!"  she  cried.  "Really? 
No  soft  adobe  with  the  dust 
blowing  from  the  cracks?" 

"No  adobe,  Selena,"  he  said, 
thinking  how  very  beautiful  she 
was  when  she  was  excited  about 
something,  wondering  for  the 
hundredth  time  whether  he  could 
ever  bring  that  light  into  her 
eyes.  The  thought  of  a  beautiful 
home  could  do  it,  but  her  hus- 
band couldn't. 

Now,  in  the  face  of  the  Indian 
scare,  all  efforts  were  united  in 
one  big  undertaking,  that  of 
building  a  fort.  There  were  those 
in  the  group  who  had  lived  in 
Kentucky,  and  the  fort  was  pat- 


terned after  others  they  had  seen 
there.  But  it  was  a  big  task  and 
all  building  on  individual  homes 
ceased. 

It  was  Juan  Antonio  who 
brought  the  news.  He  was  to  be 
the  best  friend  the  Mormons  had 
among  the  Indians.  At  one  time 
the  lands  of  San  Bernardino  had 
belonged  to  this  Cahuilla  Chief 
and  his  people.  Now  they  lived 
on  a  small  bit  of  land  in  San 
Gorgonio  Canyon. 

Juan  Antonio  met  with  Broth- 
er Rich  and  Brother  Hunter,  the 
Indian  Agent,  teUing  them  of 
Chief  Garra's  invitation  to  attend 
a  convocation  of  chiefs. 

"Who  is  this  Garra?"  Brother 
Rich  asked. 

"He's  an  independent  chief 
with  a  band  of  renegade  Indians, 
and  he  is  the  scourge  of  Southern 
California.  He  killed  eleven  of  a 
group  of  Califomians  who  sought 
refuge  at  Pauma  during  the  Mex- 
ican War.  Juan  Antonio,  here, 
aided  the  whites  in  driving  Garra 
off  at  that  time.  There  have  been 
feelings  between  the  two  ever 
since.  Personally,  I  am  surprised 
that  you  have  been  invited, 
Juan,"  Hunter  said. 

"Garra  has  set  himself  a  big 
job,"  rephed  Juan  Antonio,  his 
English  almost  as  perfect  as  his 
physique.  He  stood  tall  in  the 
group  of  men,  his  white  teeth 
flashing  in  contrast  to  the  copper 
tones  of  his  skin.  "He  needs  all 
the  Indians  he  can  get,  and  plans 
to  drive  out  all  the  Americans 
from  San  Diego  to  Santa  Bar- 
bara." 

"The  news  has  traveled  fast," 
said  Hunter.  "San  Diego  County 
has  enrolled  every  able-bodied 
man,  and  Los  Angeles  County 
has  a  large  volunteer  ctoud  on  its 


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YOUR  HEART  TO  UNDERSTANDING 


way  now  to  station  themselves 
at  the  Chino  Ranch." 

"Yes,'*  agreed  Brother  Rich. 
"We've  been  asked  to  send  our 
own  quota  to  join  the  men  at 
Chino.  Seems  wisest  to  send 
those  without  famihes  and  the 
other  men  could  stay  here  with 
the  women  and  children  and  keep 
on  with  finishing  the  fort." 

General  Bean,  commander  of 
the  militia  in  Southern  California, 
called  at  the  fort  and  commend- 
ed the  Mormons  for  their  under- 
taking. 

"Your  fort  is  a  wise  move,"  he 
said,  watching  the  beehive  of  ac- 
tivity. There  were  over  one  hun- 
dred men  busy  cutting  and  spUt- 
ting  the  trunks  of  Cottonwood 
trees,  fitting  them  close  together, 
and  setting  them  three  feet  down 
into  the  ground.  The  finished  wall 
looked  to  be  about  twelve  feet 
high,  with  the  outer  walls  of  the 
houses  making  a  part  of  the 
fence. 

Others  of  the  settlers  were 
making  the  ditch  from  Garner's 
Springs  to  bring  water  through 
the  fort. 

"You  will  be  well  prepared  for 
any  move  Garra  may  make," 
added  the  General.  "We're  trying 
to  keep  track  of  him  enough  that 
we  can  anticipate  his  plans.  Usu- 
ally we  have  succeeded,  but  he 
was  ahead  of  us  at  Agua  C alien te, 
and  twelve  men  were  lost." 

"But  how  can  you  know?" 
asked  Brother  Rich.  "Where  do 
you  get  any  information  about 
his  next  raid?" 

"Juan  Antonio  is  our  best 
help,"  said  the  general.  "His 
braves  have  gone  right  into  Gar- 
ra's  camp  without  being  detected, 
a  time  or  two.  He's  a  wicked 
Indian,  Garra.  No  respect  for  any 


man's  life,  except  perhaps  his 
own.  We  have  plenty  of  evidence 
against  him.  All  that  remains  to 
be  done  is  to  take  him  into  cus- 
tody." 

"Quite  a  large  order,  isn't  it, 
General?"  asked  Josiah.  "From 
what  I've  heard  there  isn't  a 
horse  in  the  state  than  can  stay 
with  his." 

"It's  true,  all  right,"  answered 
the  General.  "I've  lost  him  on 
more  than  one  occasion  for  that 
very  reason.  Had  a  good  mount 
under  me,  too.  When  he  is  taken 
the  law  won't  be  the  winner 
nearly  as  much  as  the  man  who 
gets  that  white  horse." 

It  was  soon  after  the  move 
into  the  fort  and  into  the  small 
cabin  Selena  and  Lon  shared  with 
Belle  and  Josiah  that  Brother 
Rich  and  Brother  Lyman  both 
came  to  see  Lon.  Selena  knew  in- 
stantly that  something  important 
was  in  the  air.  She  withdrew  to 
the  end  of  the  room  where  her 
bed  was,  dropping  the  curtain 
down  between  herself  and  the 
men. 

It  won't  matter  what  they 
want,  Lon  will  be  ready  and  wil- 
ling, she  thought,  half  angrily. 
He  thinks  the  greatest  honor  in 
life  is  to  be  worthy  to  suffer  for 
the  Church. 

The  voices  came  easily  through 
to  where  Selena  lay,  as  Brother 
Lyman  said,  "It's  not  an  easy 
task  we're  asking,  Lon.  Juan 
Antonio  brings  us  word  that 
Garra  is  set  up  for  his  next  raid. 
It  is  to  be  against  the  Weaver 
Ranch  at  San  Gorgonio." 

"What  we  had  in  mind,  Lon," 
continued  Brother  Rich,  "was 
this.  A  white  man  could  ride  into 
the  Weaver  Ranch  without  Weav- 
er thinking  it  might  be  Garra  and 


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AUGUST  1964 


starting  to  fire.  You  are  to  go 
with  Juan,  warn  Weaver  and  his 
men,  and  give  them  time  to  move 
out  and  go  into  hiding.  Juan's 
braves,  those  whom  he  can  really 
trust,  will  join  you  then  in  the 
ranch  house.  When  Garra  arrives 
and  sees  the  Indian  ponies,  he 
will  think  that  Juan  and  his  men 
have  decided  to  join  him  and  will 
walk  right  into  the  trap." 

There  was  a  long  moment  of 
silence.  Selena's  heart  pounded 
at  the  danger  Lon  would  be  in. 

"We  realize  there  are  a  number 
of  things  that  could  go  wrong, 
but  we  have  given  a  great  deal  of 
thought  to  this,  and  it  looks  like 
the  best  plan  in  order  to  have  the 
least  fighting  and  the  fewest  pos- 
sible lives  lost." 

Again  the  brethren  fell  silent, 
waiting  for  Lon  to  speak. 

"I  don't  blame  you  for  being 
hesitant,"     Brother    Rich    said. 


"You  have  every  right  to  turn  the 
proposition  down,  but  Juan  An- 
tonio has  great  respect  for  you, 
Lon.  He  asked  that  we  would 
send  you  with  him.  Your  wife 
will  object  to  your  going,  of 
course.  But  this  may  be  the 
means  of  saving  many,  many  lives, 
Brother  Holiday." 

Selena  knew  exactly  the  hurt 
look  that  would  be  in  Lon's  eyes. 
She  wanted  to  rush  past  the 
heavy  curtain,  throw  herself  into 
his  arms  and  beg  him  not  to  go. 
But  the  habit  of  keeping  a  stem 
grip  on  any  show  of  emotion  was 
strong  upon  her.  She  gripped  her 
arms  hard,  feeling  her  nails  sink 
into  her  own  flesh.  Lon's  voice 
was  even  when  he  spoke. 
"There'll  be  no  problem  in  that 
quarter.  Brother  Rich.  I  shall 
be  ready  as  soon  as  the  horses 


are. 


( To  be  concluded) 


I  Stood  on  a  Hilltop 

Vilate  R.  McAllister 

I   stood   on   a   hilltop  with   autumn, 
And  noted  how  far  the  eye 
Could    penetrate    leafless    landscapes, 
How  reachable  was  the  sky. 

The  sun  slanted   In  through   windows 
Once  darkened  by  summer  shade, 
And  I  marveled  at  lengthening  vistas 
The   shortening   days   had    made. 

My  soul  had   a  new  horizon; 
In  height  and  in  breadth  it  grew. 
As  I  stood  on  a  hilltop  with  autumn, 
And   contemplated  the  view. 


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FROM  THE  FIELD 


General  Secretaiy-Treasurer  HuJda  Parker 


All  material  submitted  for  publication  in  this  department  should  be  sent 
through  stake  and  mission  Relief  Society  presidents.  See  regulations  governing 
the  submittal  of  material  for  "Notes  From  the  Field"  in  the  Magazine  for 
January  1958,  page  47,  and  in  the  Relief  Society  Handbook  of  Instructions. 


RELIEF  SOCIETY  ACTIVITIES 


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Nebo  Stake  (Utah),  West  Ward  Visiting  Teachers  Achieve  a  100  Per  Cent 

Attendance,   November  1963 

Gladys  Wilson,  President,  Nebo  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports:  "Nebo 
Stake  Relief  Society  presidency,  in  their  desire  to  improve  the  attendance  at 
visiting  teacher  meetings,  urged  all  the  visiting  teachers  of  the  stake  to  attend 
their  meetings.  In  response  to  this  special  emphasis  on  attendance,  the  attend- 
ance at  visiting  teacher  meetings  throughout  the  stake  increased.  The  West 
Ward  achieved  100  per  cent  at  the  November  meeting.  The  Relief  Society  stake 
presidency  later  had  a  photographer  take  their  picture  and  frame  it  to  hang 
in  their  Relief  Society  room.  Each  of  the  nine  wards  was  presented  with  a 
Relief  Society  souvenir  plate  to  hang  in  the  Relief  Society  room." 

611 


AUGUST  1964 

Highland  Stake  (Salt  Lake  City,   Utah)  Ward   Relief  Society 
Presidents  Conduct  Evening  as  Well  as  Daytime  Relief  Societies 

Left  to  right:  Marriam  Gwynn;  Birdie  Horman;  Grace  Wilcox;  Eva  Sip- 
kema;  Betty  Stohl;  Marion  S.  Porter. 

Ruby  M.  Blake,  former  president,  Highland  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports: 
"These  six  ward  presidents  have  been  holding  night,  in  addition  to  daytime 
Relief  Society,  since  October  1963,  and  have  interested  forty  women  who  would 
not  have  been  able  to  have  attended  daytime  sessions,  because  of  employment 
outside  the  home. 

"A  special  anniversary  social,  sponsored  by  the  Highland  Stake  Relief 
Society  Board,  for  the  sisters  who  attend  the  six  evening  sessions  in  this  stake, 
was  held  on  March  2,  1964." 

The  new  president  of  Highland  Stake  Relief  Society  is  Eva  A.  Sipkema. 

Lewiston  Stake,  Moscow  (Idaho)  Second  Ward  Relief  Society 
Students  Attending  the  University  of  Idaho 

Front  row,  seated,  left  to  right:  Vicki  Nuffer;  Gail  Nystrom;  Marjean 
Moore,  Education  Counselor;  Barbara  Workman,  President;  Linda  Galley, 
Work  Director  Counselor;  Connie  Wright,  Secretary-Treasurer;  Laura  Duffey. 

Second  row,  standing,  left  to  right:  Jeanette  Hoffman;  Jeanie  Rock;  Joan 
Butler;  Marilyn  Mecham;  Carole  Priest;  Laureen  Anderson;  Darlene  Steiner; 
Marva  Whiting;  Glenda  Knighton. 

Back  row,  standing,  left  to  right:  Carol  Watts;  Karon  Green;  Ruth  Ann 
Loveland;  Carolyn  Woodruff;  Dawna  Sherwood;  Lenore  Johnson. 

Norma  M.  Kunkel,  President,  Lewiston  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports: 
"The  Moscow  Second  Ward  is  a  student  ward  for  students,  both  married  and 
single,  who  attend  the  University  of  Idaho.  Until  this  year  very  few  of  the 
single  sisters  were  members  of  Relief  Society.  Now  the  single  sisters  have 
their  own  session  of  Relief  Society  which  meets  on  Sunday  morning.  Assistant 
officers  and  class  leaders  have  been  chosen  from  their  own  membership.  One 
member  of  the  ward  presidency  presides  at  each  meeting.  The  work  meeting 
lessons  are  presented  at  the  regular  Relief  Society  meeting  on  Sunday  morning, 
but  once  a  month  the  single  sisters  join  with  the  married  sisters  for  work  meet- 
ing activities  Wednesday  evening. 

"We  are  pleased  with  the  enthusiasm  with  which  this  program  has  been 
accepted  by  the  sisters  of  both  sessions  and  are  proud  of  the  achievements 
being  made  by  this  Relief  Society." 

Yuma  Stake  (Arizona),  Yuma  Second  Ward  Honors  Literature  Class  Leader 

February  1964 

Seated,  front,  left  to  right:  Eva  McGovern,  Secretary-Treasurer,  Yiuna 
Stake  Relief  Society;  Elva  B.  Fife,  First  Counselor;  Effie  Pearl  Bass,  ward 
literature  class  leader;  Louise  S.  Westover,  President,  Yuma  Stake  Relief 
Society;  Mary  A.  Butler,  Second  Counselor. 

Back  row,  standing,  left  to  right:  Elsa  M.  Blair,  President,  Yuma  Second 
Ward  Relief  Society;  Cerise  Cox,  Second  Counselor;  Mary  Elmer,  First  Coun- 
selor; Judy  Larson,  Socorro  Mesa;  Delma  DeHart;  Sybil  Barrett;  Grace  Price; 
Florence  Keil;  June  Deering;  Clara  Bass  Laurinas,  daughter  of  Pearl  Bass; 
Jackie  Sackett,  granddaughter  of  Pearl  Bass;  Aldyth  Quilter;  Faye  Curtis. 

At  this  meeting.  Sister  Effie  Pearl  Bass,  eighty-six-year-old  literature  class 
leader,  inspired  the  sisters  in  attendance  with  her  impressive  literature  lessons 
given  without  notes.  Recognition  was  also  given  to  her  for  her  outstanding 
record  of  devotion  to  Relief  Society.  She  has  taught  literature  and  social  science 
lessons  for  fifteen  years.  Now  confined  to  a  wheelchair,  she  lives  with  her  grand- 
daughter, who  reads  the  lessons  to  her.  A  wonderful  example  of  courage  and 
devotion,  she  is  truly  a  master  teacher  and  inspires  the  other  sisters  to  seek  out 
the  best  in  literature. 

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613 


AUGUST  1964 


Cedar  West  Stake  (Utah)  Presents  Tableau  "Mothers  of  the  World" 

December  6,    1963 

Bernella  Jones,  organist,  is  seated  on  the  organ  bench;  Cora  A.  Condie, 
conductor,  stands  at  the  left  of  the  organist;  Elva  Miles,  President,  Cedar  West 
Stake  Relief  Society  (wearing  dark  dress)  stands  behind  the  pulpit;  Counselor 
Lucy  Lunt  (in  dark  dress)  stands  behind  President  Miles;  Counselor  Iris  Corry 
stands  among  the  Singing  Mothers,  sixth  from  the  right,  on  the  next  to  the 
back  row. 

Sister  Miles  reports:  "This  was  a  very  outstanding  event.  The  program 
was  in  two  parts  and  the  first  part  consisted  of  choruses,  vocal  solos,  and  a 
string  ensemble;  the  second  part  presented  tableaux  depicting  mothers  of  dif- 
ferent lands  accompanied  by  lullabies  of  those  lands.  The  program  was  very 
well  received  by  a  large  audience. 

"This  group  of  Singing  Mothers  sings  frequently  in  our  stake  conferences." 

Southern  Far  East  Mission  Relief  Society  Singing  Mothers 
At  Luzon  District  Conference  (Phillippines)  March  1,  1964 

Virginia  Quealy,  Supervisor,  Southern  Far  East  Mission,  reports:  "This 
was  the  first  appearance  of  the  Singing  Mothers  in  the  Philippines.  The  chor- 
ister was  Carol  Smithen,  and  the  pianist  Mary  Ellen  Edmunds.  Branches 
represented  were  Manila,  Clark,  San  Juan,  Cavite,  and  San  Fernando. 

"We  practiced  about  three  months  for  this,  beginning  with  sisters  who 
could  not  even  read  music,  let  alone  pick  out  the  parts.  It  was  inspiring  to 
observe  them  trying  to  learn  the  words  and  music  so  diligently.  We  had  one 
'grand'  practice  before  the  conference.  About  forty-eight  sisters  joined  us. 
It  was  thrilling — white  blouses,  dark  skirts,  and  small  corsages  made  of  red 
satin  ribbon." 


Sevier  Stake  (Utah)  Annual  Holiday  Fair  and  Guest  Day 

November  16,  1963 

Madge  G.  Parks,  President,  Sevier  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports:  "Our 
annual  holiday  fair  and  guest  day  proved  to  be  a  great  success  from  all  stand- 
points. This  occasion  has  created  a  great  deal  of  interest  in  our  stake  and  has 
been  the  means  of  gaining  a  number  of  new  members  for  Relief  Society.  An 
invitation  to  'Be  Our  Guest'  was  sent  to  every  sister  in  our  stake,  along  with  a 
program  for  the  day.  The  local  newspaper  and  radio  gave  us  help  in  adver- 
tising. The  response  was  wonderful  —  nearly  600  persons  attended  throughout 
the  afternoon,  including  many  of  our  non-Latter-day  Saint  sisters. 

"All  of  our  eleven  wards  and  two  branches  participated  in  this  affair, 
and  it  was  one  of  the  highlights  of  the  year.  Each  ward  prepared  a  display  and 
gave  demonstrations  on  outstanding  articles,  as  well  as  demonstrations  on 
foods  and  their  preparation,  with  tastes  for  everyone.  Our  Lamanite  sisters  had 
a  display  of  fine  handiwork  and  articles  they  had  made.  The  displays  were  many 
and  varied,  and  the  only  word  to  describe  them  is  'fabulous.'  There  were  forty- 
four  banquet  tables  filled  with  choice  items,  all  in  keeping  with  Relief  Society 
standards.  The  stake  board  members  did  an  outstanding  job  on  the  displays 
pertaining  to  their  departments.  Each  one  depicted  beautifully  the  lessons, 
Magazine,  music,  record  keeping,  and  work  meeting.  Our  stake  work  meeting 
leader  and  counselor.  Myrtle  Seegmiller  and  Leola  Pearson,  had  a  lovely  dis- 
play of  work  meeting  items  and  Christmas  decorations.  All  of  our  stake  board 
members  stood  by  and  were  prepared  to  answer  any  questions  or  explain  any 
and  all  phases  of  the  Relief  Society  program.  Light  refreshments  were  served 
to  everyone. 


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Southwest  Indian  Mission,  Chinle  Branch  (Arizona)  Relief  Society  Members 
Who  Sponsored  a  Rummage  and  Bake  Sale 

Front  row,  left  to  right:  Louise  Yazzi;  Louise  Brown;  Yanabah  Begay; 
Sister  Tosie;  Anne  Dick. 

Back  row,  left  to  right:  Bonnie  Vandiviere,  President,  Chinle  Branch 
Relief  Society;  Pauline  Dawes;  Colleen  Hilquist;  Margaret  Flake;  Agnes  Dead- 
man;  Hazel  Lewis,  missionary;  Susie  Little,  missionary;  Selina  Begay. 

Elizabeth  M.  Baird,  President,  Southwest  Indian  Mission  Relief  Society, 
reports:  "The  group  in  the  picture  is  smaller  than  usual.  It  has  been  difficult 
to  get  all  of  the  sisters  of  this  branch  together  for  a  picture,  usually  at  least 
twenty  are  in  attendance.  I  quote  from  a  letter  from  the  president  of  the 
branch:  'We  had  our  clothes  washed  and  ironed,  and  they  were  all  good  clothes. 
We  had  a  large  rack  to  hang  all  of  our  nicest  ones  on.  It  looked  like  a  small 
store,  with  the  clothing  and  delicious  baked  goods.  The  Lord  really  blessed 
us,  and  it  brought  us  together  in  a  feeUng  of  love  for  each  other  and  the 
gospel.'  " 

June  Young  (not  in  the  picture)  is  the  president  of  the  Chinle  District 
Relief  Society. 

North  Box  Elder  Stake  (Utah),  Outstanding  Attendance  at 
Corinne  Second  Ward  Literature  Meeting,  April  1963 

Nina  H.  Beecher,  President,  North  Box  Elder  Stake  Relief  Society,  re- 
ports: "The  Corinne  Second  Ward  Relief  Society,  under  the  direction  of 
President  Grace  Jeppesen  and  her  counselors  Lila  Wright  and  Lorna  Reader,  is 
busy  compiling  information  and  collecting  pictures  for  a  Relief  Society  History 
Book.  It  will  contain  historical  accounts,  as  well  as  photographs  depicting  the 
progress  of  the  organization. 

"The  above  picture  will  add  to  the  interest  of  the  book,  as  it  shows  an  out- 
standing attendance  at  the  April  1963  literature  meeting.  There  were  forty-one 
out  of  fifty  enrolled  members  present,  and  twenty-seven  children  enjoyed 
activities  in  the  nursery.  Present  when  the  picture  was  taken  were  all  members 
of  the  immediate  past  presidency,  the  present  presidency,  and  all  class  leaders. 
Also  present  was  Sister  Ellen  Mangum,  age  eighty-four,  the  eldest  Relief 
Society  member  in  the  ward." 

Northern  Far  East  Mission,  Iwakuni  (Japan)  Relief  Society  Bazaar 

October  27,   1963 

Left  to  right:  Pauline  Johnson,  President;  Velma  J.  Bell,  First  Counselor; 
Janet  Koford,  Second  Counselor;  Zella  Cleary,  work  meeting  leader.  Seated: 
Lynn  M.  Champagne,  Secretary. 

Former  members  Wendy  Olmstead  and  Marjorie  Perry  also  contributed 
to  the  success  of  this  bazaar. 

Peggy  H.  Andersen,  Relief  Society  Supervisor,  Northern  Far  East  Mission, 
reports:  "This  group  of  women  is  representative  of  many  small  groups  of 
service-connected  Relief  Societies  operating  throughout  the  Northern  Far 
East  Mission.  Even  though  their  numbers  are  small,  sometimes  three  to  seven 
or  eight  women,  still  they  carry  out  the  full  program  of  Relief  Society  each 
year.  These  groups  are  made  up  of  wives  of  American  servicemen  serving  in  the 
Army,  Navy,  Air  Force,  and  Marines  in  the  Far  East.  They  are  a  great  strength 
to  the  mission  and  have  been  instruments  by  which  many  converts  have  been 
baptized  into  the  Church  in  this  mission.  The  example  of  the  faithful  service- 
man and  his  family  does  more  than  any  other  thing  to  convince  people  of  the 
divinity  of  the  Church.  Some  of  these  small  groups  of  women  are  located  in  very 
isolated  areas  of  Japan,  and  their  association  together  through  the  program 
of  Relief  Society  is  a  tremendous  strength  to  each  of  them.  They  are  a  fine 
example  to  the  Japanese  Relief  Societies  also  and  are  assisting  in  the  program 
among  the  local  people." 

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Lesson  Department 


THEOLOGY     The  Doctrine  and  Covenants 

Lesson  58 — ^The  Vision  (continued) 

Elder  Roy  W.  Doxey 

(Text:  Doctrine  and  Covenants,  Section  76:50-119) 

For  First  Meeting,  November  1964 
Objective: 

To  study  God's  plan  for  the  salvation  of  all  his  children  who  can  be  saved. 


INTRODUCTION 

Jesus  Christ  was  crucified  to 
save  the  world  from  sin.  (D&C 
76:40-42.)  By  this  redemptive 
act  he  made  it  possible  for  every 
man  to  be  resurrected  from  the 
grave.  (Ibid.,  88:27-32.)  In  ad- 
dition to  universal  salvation  — 
the  resurrection  —  the  atonement 
of  Christ  provides  a  spiritual  life 
for  the  individual  who  will  be 
obedient  to  the  fulness  of  the 
gospel.  This  spiritual  life  brings 
the  obedient  back  into  the  pres- 
ence of  God  from  which  they  were 
excluded  by  sin  after  arriving  at 
the  years  of  accountability. 
(Ibid.,  29:41;  John  5:24;  11:25- 
26;  D&C  68:25-27.) 

MANY  MANSIONS 

All  who  have  lived,  do  live,  or 
ever  will  live  upon  this  earth  are 
the  begotten  sons  and  daughters 
of  God.  God's  solicitude  for 
them  is  boundless.  Through  his 
merciful  plan  provision  is  made 
for  the  salvation  of  all  men,  ex- 


cept the  sons  of  perdition.  Con- 
trasted with  the  erroneous  notion 
that  belief  in  Christ  without 
works  is  sufficient  for  a  place 
with  God,  the  plan  just  men- 
tioned appeals  to  us  as  one  of 
justice  and  mercy.  This  is  more 
evident  when  we  realize  that 
those  who  have  not  had  the  op- 
portunity to  accept  Christ  may 
do  so  in  the  spirit  world.  To  say, 
however,  that  all  men  are  to  be 
saved  does  not  mean  that  all  will 
receive  equal  status  with  God. 
Considering  the  differences  that 
exist  in  knowledge,  faith,  and 
righteousness,  it  would  be  unjust 
to  save  everyone  on  the  same 
level.  In  declaring  this  doctrine, 
the  Prophet  Joseph  Smith  said: 

My  text  is  on  the  resurrection  of 
the  dead,  which  you  will  find  in  the 
14th  chapter  of  John  [Verses  1-2]  — 
"In  my  Father's  house  are  many  man- 
sions." It  should  be  —  "In  my 
Father's  kingdom  are  many  king- 
doms," in  order  that  ye  may  be  heirs 
of  God  and  joint-heirs  with  me.  I  do 
not  believe  the  Methodist  doctrine  of 


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sending  honest  men  and  noble-minded 
men  to  hell,  along  with  the  murderer 
and  the  adulterer.  .  .  .  But  I  have  an 
order  of  things  to  save  the  poor  fel- 
lows at  any  rate,  and  get  them  saved; 
for  I  will  send-  men  to  preach  to  them 
in  prison  and  save  them  if  I  can. 

There  are  mansions  for  those  who 
obey  a  celestial  law,  and  there  are 
other  mansions  for  those  who  come 
short  of  the  law,  every  man  in  his 
own  order.  There  is  baptism,  etc., 
for  those  to  exercise  who  are  alive, 
and  baptism  for  the  dead  who  die 
without  the  knowledge  of  the  Gospel 
{DHC  VI:  365). 

We  have  just  learned  that 
Jesus  taught  that  there  are 
gradations  in  * 'heaven."  Paul 
also  received  a  vision  of  the  king- 
doms of  glory  for  resurrected 
man.     (I  Cor.  15:40-41.) 

The  principle  of  reward  and 
punishment  is  given  in  this  New 
Testament  scripture:  "He  which 
soweth  sparingly  shall  reap  also 
sparingly;  and  he  which  soweth 
bountifully  shall  reap  also  boun- 
tifully" (II  Cor.  9:6). 

CELESTIAL  KINGDOM 

In   verses    50    through    53    of 

Section  76,  the  Lord  reveals  those 
who  are  eligible  to  receive  the 
highest  heaven  mentioned  in  the 
scriptures.  In  the  words  of  Jo- 
seph Smith,  entrance  into  the 
celestial  kingdom  is  possible  for 
those  who  follow  these  instruc- 
tions: 

...  I  will  proceed  to  tell  you  what 
the  Lord  requires  of  all  people,  high 
and  low,  rich  and  poor,  male  and 
female,  ministers  and  people,  profes- 
sors of  religion  and  non-professors, 
in  order  that  they  may  enjoy  the  Holy 
Spirit  of  God  to  a  fulness  and  escape 
the  judgments  of  God,  which  are 
almost  ready  to  burst  upon  the  na- 
tions of  the  earth.  Repent  of  all  your 
sins,  and  be  baptized  in  water  for  the 
remission  of  them,  in  the  name  of  the 
Father,   and  of  the   Son,  and   of  the 


Holy  Ghost,  and  receive  the  ordinance 
of  the  laying  on  of  the  hands  of  him 
who  is  ordained  and  sealed  unto  this 
power,  that  ye  may  receive  the  Holy 
Spirit  of  God;  and  this  is  according 
to  the  Holy  Scriptures,  and  the  Book 
of  Mormon;  and  the  only  way  that 
man  can  enter  into  the  celestial  king- 
dom. These  are  the  requirements  of 
the  new  covenant,  or  first  principles 
of  the  Gospel  of  Christ;  then  "Add  to 
your  faith,  virtue;  and  to  virtue, 
knowledge;  and  to  knowledge,  temper- 
ance; and  to  temperance,  patience; 
and  to  patience,  godliness;  and  to  god- 
liness, brotherly  kindness;  and  to 
brotherly  kindness,  charity  [or  love]; 
for  if  these  things  be  in  you,  and 
abound,  they  make  you  that  ye  shall 
neither  be  barren  nor  unfruitful,  in 
the  knowledge  of  our  Lord  Jesus 
Christ"  {DHC  1:314-315.  See  also 
n  Peter  1:5-8). 

CELESTIAL  EXALTATION 

As  there  are  three  kingdoms 

of  glory,  celestial,  terrestrial,  and 

telestial,     so     there     are     many 

gradations    or    levels    of  reward 

within  these  great  heavens.     In 

the  celestial  kingdom  there  are 

three   heavens    or    degrees.    The 

Lord  has  told  us  that  in  order 

for  us  to  receive  the  highest  of 

these,  we  must  meet  all  of  the 

requirements  of  the  gospel. 

In  the  celestial  glory  there  are  three 
heavens  or  degrees; 

And  in  order  to  obtain  the  highest, 
a  man  must  enter  into  this  order  of 
the  priesthood  [meaning  the  new  and 
everlasting  covenant  of  marriage]; 

And  if  he  does  not,  he  cannot  ob- 
tain it. 

He  may  enter  into  the  other,  but 
that  is  the  end  of  his  kingdom;  he 
cannot  have  an  increase  (D&C  131: 
1-4). 

The  highest  of  these  three  de- 
grees in  the  celestial  kingdom  is 
attained  by  those  who  receive 
exaltation.  (Ibid.,  132:21-24.)  In 
addition  to  obedience  to  the  first 
principles   of   the   gospel,   noted 


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above  in  the  scriptures  and  the 
Prophet's  statement,  one  must 
enter  into  temple  marriage  (the 
new  and  everlasting  covenant  of 
marriage),  remain  just  and  true, 
and  receive  the  seal  of  the  Holy 
Ghost.  (Ibid.,  132:19.)  This 
truth  mentioned  by  Paul  (I  Cor. 
11:11)  emphasizes  the  necessity 
that  every  Latter-day  Saint  un- 
derstand the  importance  of  tem- 
ple marriage,  the  sealing  of 
husband  and  wife  by  the  author- 
ity of  the  Holy  Priesthood.  With- 
out this  ordinance,  though  one  is 
married  by  the  civil  law,  there  is 
no  exaltation. 

ALL  THINGS  ARE  THEIRS 

Section  76  continues  the  de- 
scription of  the  celestial  kingdom 
by  indicating  that  there  will  be 
those  in  that  glory  who  belong 
to  the  Church  of  the  Firstborn. 
Keeping  in  mind  that  this  refers 
to  man's  condition  after  the  res- 
urrection and  not  in  this  life,  we 
learn  that  all  things  are  given  to 
the  obedient  by  the  Father.  They 
become  priests  and  kings,  having 
received  a  fulness  of  the  Father's 
glory  as  the  Church  of  the 
Firstborn.  To  enter  into  the 
preparations  for  this  glory  the 
Melchizedek  Priesthood  is  neces- 
sary for  the  male  and  the  bless- 
ings of  that  Priesthood  are  re- 
ceived by  his  faithful  wife  in  the 
temple  marriage.  When  "all 
things"  are  bestowed  upon  them, 
they  become  gods,  even  the  sons 
of  God,  joint-heirs  with  Christ. 
(D&C  76:54-61;  84:35-38;  Ro- 
mans 8:16-17.) 


rVAl  TATiriM 


Tuc    nf\fyt 


Latter-day  Saints  are  prone  to 
refer  to  the  attainment  of  the 
celestial  kingdom  as  the  highest 


objective  available  in  the  gospel 
plan.  From  the  foregoing  discus- 
sion of  eternal  life,  it  should  be 
evident  that  entrance  in  the  ce- 
lestial kingdom  will  not  neces- 
sarily bring  a  fulness  of  powers 
and  glory.  If,  in  using  the  term 
celestial  glory  or  kingdom,  is 
meant  exaltation  in  that  king- 
dom, then  that  is  the  highest 
objective.  On  the  other  hand,  if 
one  ignores  that  there  are  differ- 
ent degrees  in  the  celestial  king- 
dom and  the  highest  "heaven"  is 
possible  only  by  obedience  to  all 
of  the  commandments,  including 
temple  marriage  and  its  cove- 
nants, the  expression  is  mislead- 
ing. 

CELF*^T'A»    '^L'^Rv 

All  who  receive  the  celestial 
kingdom  receive  celestial  glory 
for  they  are  in  the  presence  of 
God  and  Christ  forever.  (D&C 
76:62.)  These  are  they  who 
shall  come  with  the  Christ  at  his 
coming  and  will  receive  the  first 
resurrection.  Their  bodies  are  ce- 
lestial, like  God's  body,  compared 
with  the  sun  in  brightness. 
(Verses  63-70.) 

Exaltation  in  that  kingdom  is 
given  to  all  who  will  meet  the 
requirements  —  keeping  all  the 
commandments.  Position  in  the 
Church  does  not  necessarily  qual- 
ify one  for  this  great  blessing. 
President  George  Albert  Smith 
expressed  it  this  way: 

One  of  the  beautiful  things  to  me 
in  the  Gospel  of  Jesus  Christ'  is  that 
it  brings  us  all  to  a  common  level. 
It  is  not  necessary  for  a  man  to  be 
a  president  of  a  stake,  or  a  member 
of  the  Quorum  of  the  Twelve,  in  order 
to  attain  a  high  place  in  the  celestial 
kingdom.  The  humblest  member  of 
the  Church,  if  he  keeps  the  com- 
mandments  of   God,      will   obtain   an 


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exaltation  just  as  much  as  any  other 
man  in  the  celestial  kingdom.  The 
beauty  of  the  Gospel  of  Jesus  Christ 
is  that  it  makes  us  all  equal  in  as 
far  as  we  keep  the  commandments 
of  the  Lord.  In  as  far  as  we  observe 
to  keep  the  laws  of  the  Church  we 
have  equal  opportunities  for  exalta- 
tion. As  we  develop  faith  and  righ- 
teousness our  light  is  made  to  shine 
as  a  guide  and  blessing  to  those  with 
whom  we  mingle  (Conference  Report, 
October  1933,  page  25). 

OPPORTUNITY  FOR  ALL 

One  of  the  most  informative 
revelations  received  by  the 
Prophet  Joseph  Smith  was  given 
by  vision  in  the  Kirtland  Temple 
on  January  21,  1836.  The 
Prophet  said  that  he  saw  the 
blazing  throne  of  God  in  the  ce- 
lestial kingdom  which  was  like 
circling  flames  of  fire.  There  he 
saw  some  who  had  not  received 
an  opportunity  to  receive  the 
gospel  in  this  life,  and  the  expla- 
nation of  their  being  in  that  king- 
dom. A  "voice"  declared  that 
all  who  died  without  an  oppor- 
tunity to  know  the  gospel  and 
accept  it  while  on  the  earth  will 
have  the  privilege  in  the  spirit 
world.  If  they  would  have  re- 
ceived the  gospel  while  on  the 
earth,  given  the  opportunity, 
they  will  be  heirs  of  the  celestial 
kingdom  upon  acceptance  of  it 
in  the  spirit  world.  The  great 
truth  is  proclaimed  that  the  Lord 
"will  judge  all  men  according  to 
their  works,  according  to  the  de- 
sire of  their  hearts"  (DHC 
11:380-381). 

ACCORONG  TX)  WORKS 

To  every  man  there  is  given 
opportunity.  But  all  men  will 
not  abide  the  full  law  that  will 
bring  the  greatest  blessing.  Some 
will  have  lost  the  opportunity  for 


exaltation  and  the  celestial  king- 
dom because  they  did  not  abide 
the  law  to  which  they  were  re- 
sponsible in  mortality.  The  mer- 
ciful plan  of  the  Father  is  de- 
scribed by  Joseph  Smith  as 
follows: 


But  while  one  portion  of  the  hu- 
man race  is  judging  and  condemning 
the  other  without  mercy,  the  Great 
Parent  of  the  universe  looks  upon  the 
whole  of  the  human  family  with  a 
fatherly  care  and  paternal  regard;  He 
views  them  as  His  offspring,  and  with- 
out any  of  those  contracted  feelings 
that  influence  the  children  of  men, 
causes  "His  sun  to  rise  on  the  evil 
and  on  the  good,  and  sendeth  rain  on 
the  just  and  on  the  unjust."  He 
holds  the  reins  of  judgment  in  His 
hands;  He  is  a  wise  Lawgiver,  and 
will  judge  all  men,  not  according  to 
the  narrow,  contracted  notions  of  men, 
but,  "according  to  the  deeds  done  in 
the  body  whether  they  be  good  or 
evil,"  or  whether  these  deeds  were 
done  in  England,  America,  Spain, 
Turkey,  or  India.  He  will  judge 
them,  "not  according  to  what  they 
have  not,  but  according  to  what  they 
have,"  those  who  have  lived  without 
law,  will  be  judged  without  law,  and 
those  who  have  a  law,  will  be  judged 
by  that  law.  We  need  not  doubt  the 
wisdom  and  intelligence  of  the  Great 
Jehovah;  He  will  award  judgment  or 
mercy  to  all  nations  according  to 
their  several  deserts,  their  means  of 
obtaining  intelligence,  the  laws  by 
which  they  are  governed,  the  facilities 
afforded  them  of  obtaining  correct  in- 
formation, and  His  inscrutable  de- 
signs in  relation  to  the  human 
family;  and  when  the  designs  of  God 
shall  be  made  manifest,  and  the  cur- 
tain of  futurity  be  withdrawn,  we 
shall  all  of  us  eventually  have  to  con- 
fess that  the  Judge  of  all  the  earth 
has  done  right  (DHC  IV:595-596). 


SALVATION  OF  CHILDREN 

In  the  same  vision  in  the  Kirt- 
land Temple  revealing  an  oppor- 
tunity for  everyone  to  hear  the 
gospel  either  in  this  life  or  in  the 


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spirit  world,  the  "voice"  declared 
the  following  to  Joseph  Smith: 

And  I  also  beheld  that  all  children 
who  die  before  they  arrive  at  the 
years  of  accountability,  are  saved  in 
the  celestial  kingdom  of  heaven 
{DHC  11:381). 

This  truth  is  in  harmony  with 
and  gives  meaning  to  verse  67  of 
Section  76,  wherein  it  is  given 
that  those  in  the  celestial  king- 
dom will  constitute  "an  innumer- 
able company  of  angels." 

TERRESTRIAL   KINGDOM 

The  next  vision  seen  by  Joseph 
Smith  and  Sidney  Rigdon  was 
that  of  the  terrestrial  kingdom. 
Differing  from  the  celestial  king- 
dom as  the  moon  differs  in  glory 
from  the  sun,  those  of  this  king- 
dom will  also  consist  of  an  in- 
numerable host.  (D&C  76:91-92, 
96-98,  71.)  Those  of  the  ter- 
restrial kingdom  are  described  as 
"honorable  men  of  the  earth,  who 
were  blinded  by  the  craftiness  of 
men."  They  lived  the  law  to 
which  they  were  responsible  on 
the  earth,  but  they  did  not  re- 
ceive the  fulness  on  the  earth  nor 
in  the  spirit  world.  In  this  king- 
dom there  will  also  be  those  who 
"died  without  the  law."  {Ibid., 
76:72-75.) 

In  addition  to  those  mentioned, 
there  will  be  some  Latter-day 
Saints  who  were  honorable  in 
their  lives,  but  who  were  indif- 
ferent to  the  fulness  of  the  truth. 
Expressed  in  the  language  of  the 
revelation,  they  were  "not  valiant 
in  the  testimony  of  Jesus;  where- 
fore, they  obtixin  not  the  crown 
over  the  kingdom  of  our  God" 
{Ibid.,  76:79).  It  was  their  privi- 
lege to  obtain  that  crown,  but  the 
spirit  of  apathy  toward  the  work 


of  the  Lord  gained  ascendancy  in 
their  lives. 

Terrestrial  beings  will  have  the 
presence  of  Jesus  Christ.  (D&C 
76:77.)  In  the  absence  of  spe- 
cific scriptural  statement  it  is 
reasonable  to  believe  that  there 
are  degrees  within  the  terrestrial 
and  also  that  advancement  with- 
in that  kingdom  is  possible.  (Tal- 
MAGE,  James  E.:  Articles  of  Faith, 
page  409.) 

TELESTIAL   KINGDOM 

In  the  lowest  of  the  three 
degrees  of  glory  —  the  telestial 
—  there  will  be  innumerable 
gradations  or  degrees.  (D&C  76: 
98;  I  Cor.  15:41.)  In  this  king- 
dom will  be  assigned  those  who 
are  described  as  the  wicked 
of  the  earth  —  liars,  sorcerers, 
adulterers.  They  are  those  who 
reject  the  gospel  and  the  testi- 
mony of  Jesus  and  the  prophets. 
They  are  the  followers  of  man- 
made  systems,  who  persist  in 
their  abominable  ways.  (D&C 
76:99-106,  81-85.)  It  is  these 
who  will  come  from  their  graves 
in  the  first  part  of  the  second  or 
general  resurrection  at  the  end 
of  the  millennium. 

Although  coming  under  this 
condemnation,  they  have  been 
cleansed  in  the  spirit  world  and 
are  prepared  to  enter  a  glory 
"which  surpasseth  all  under- 
standing." (Verse  89.)  In  their 
kingdom  they  will  receive  the 
Holy  Spirit  through  the  ministry 
of  terrestrial  beings,  and  of  an- 
gels appointed  to  minister  in  the 
telestial  world.  (Verses  86,  SS.) 
The  number  who  will  inherit  this 
glory  will  be  as  numerous  as  the 
sand  upon  the  seashore.  (Verse 
109.) 

The     specific     ordinances,     if 


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there  be  such,  to  enter  into  the 
telestial  and  terrestrial  kingdoms 
have  not  been  revealed.  The  in- 
itiatory ordinances  of  water  bap- 
tism and  the  laying  on  of  hands 
for  the  gift  of  the  Holy  Ghost, 
and  other  ordinances  known  to 
the  Latter-day  Saint,  are  for  the 
celestial  kingdom  only. 

GREATNESS  OF  THE  GOSPEL 

An  example  of  the  magnanim- 
ity of  the  gospel  is  given  in  the 
case  of  the  terrestrial  beings, 
some  of  whom  are  honorable 
"Christians"  who  believe  that 
the  greatest  reward  of  obedi- 
ence is  to  be  in  the  presence  of 
Jesus  Christ.  If  honorable,  they 
will  receive  their  present  desire 
because  they  live  only  that  law 
which  will  give  them  the  ter- 
restrial glory.  On  the  other 
hand,  those  enlightened  "Chris- 
tians" who  did  not  live  their  law, 
will  find  themselves  in  the  teles- 
tial kingdom,  yet  the  "unen- 
lightened" heathens  living  their 
law  will  be  given  the  chance  to 
accept  the  terrestrial  law;  if  they 
do,  then  their  place  of  future 
abode  will  be  the  terrestrial 
kingdom. 

When  reference  is  made  to 
these  groups  of  terrestrials  and 
telestials,  it  should  be  remem- 
bered that  the  Lord  will  give  to 
all  men  an  opportunity  to  hear 
the  gospel  of  Jesus  Christ.     The 


chance  for  celestial  glory  is  open 
to  all.  (D&C  1:2;  128:5.) 

CONCLUSION 

It  is  very  gratifying  to  us  who  de- 
sire the  salvation  of  mankind,  and 
whose  work  it  is  to  labor  for  their 
uplifting,  who  have  been  specially 
called  of  God  and  appointed  to  work 
under  the  Captain  of  our  salvation 
for  the  redemption  of  the  whole  hu- 
man race,  to  know  by  the  revelations 
of  God  that  the  time  will  come,  in 
some  future  state  of  existence  if  not 
in  this,  when  every  soul  that  can  be 
redeemed  will  be  brought  out  of  dark- 
ness and  sorrow,  and  hell,  and  death, 
and  be  placed  where  they  can  enjoy 
existence,  to  glorify  God  and  obey 
His  commandments.  .  .  .  The  laws  of 
God  are  eternal;  they  are  forever  and 
ever;  they  are  inflexible;  and  it  is 
only  by  obedience  to  law  that  exalta- 
tion can  be  secured.  In  this  condi- 
tion we  are  learning  to  be  obedient 
to  law  —  such  law  as  God  has  re- 
vealed; also  to  the  wholesome  rules 
and  regulations  that  are  established 
in  the  governments  under  which  we 
m.ay  live  (Penrose,  Charles  W.:  Con- 
ference Report,  April  1901,  pp.  42-43.) 
43). 

QUESTIONS  FOR  DISCUSSION 

1.  Discuss  the  doctrine  that  men 
will   receive  different   rewards. 

2.  Indicate  some  of  the  things  neces- 
sary to  obtain  celestial  glory,  to  re- 
ceive exaltation  in  the  celestial 
kingdom. 

3.  Discuss  the  importance  of  tem- 
ple marriage. 

4.  Is  it  necessary  that  one  hold  a 
high  office  in  the  Church  to  be  ex- 
alted in  the  next  life? 

5.  Who  will  inherit  the  terrestrial 
kingdom?     The   telestial    kingdom? 


Note  to  Class  Leaders: 

For  visual  aid  kits  for  the  theology  and  the  literature  lessons  see  page  587  of 
this  issue. 


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Christine  H.  Robinson 

Message  58  —  "And  He  Who  Receiveth  All  Things  With  Thankfulness 

Shall   Be  Made  Glorious"   (D&C  78:19). 

For  First  Meeting,  November  1964 

Objective:  To  emphasize  the  fact  that  thankfulness  enlarges  and  glorifies 
the  personality  and  radiates  the  spirit  of  friendliness. 


The  blessings  associated  with 
thankfulness  are  among  those 
available  to  all  of  us.  A  thankful 
heart  is  a  gracious,  joyous  heart. 
Thankfulness  is  a  frame  of  mind. 
It  is  a  point  of  view  —  an  atti- 
tude which  enriches  and  gladdens 
those  who  possess  it  and  warms 
the  hearts  of  those  with  whom 
it  comes  into  contact. 

The  Lord  has  promised  that 
those  who  receive  all  things  with 
thankfulness  "shall  be  made 
glorious"  and  shall  receive  bless- 
ings an  hundred  fold.  This  is  un- 
doubtedly due  to  the  marvelous 
effect  that  an  attitude  of  thank- 
fulness has  upon  the  individual 
who  possesses  it.  It  is  a  truism 
that  as  we  look  for  blessings  they 
seem  to  magnify  before  our  eyes 
and  we  discover  additional  rea- 
sons to  be  grateful.  The  attitude 
of  thankfulness  radiates  friendli- 
ness, cheerfulness,  love,  humility, 
meekness,  and  mercy.  These  are 
some  of  the  character  attributes 
which  the  Savior  found  so  desir- 
able when  he  said  those  possessed 


of  them  should  be  bounteously 
blessed  and  should  inherit  the 
earth. 

The  Greek  philosopher  Plutarch 
wrote  that,  "the  worship  most 
acceptable  to  God,  comes  from  a 
thankful  and  cheerful  heart" 
(Edwards,  Useful  Quotations, 
page  641).  Isaak  Walton  suggest- 
ed that,  "God  has  two  dwellings; 
one  in  heaven,  and  the  other  in 
a  meek  and  thankful  heart" 
{Ibid.,  p.  641). 

A  thankful  heart  is  a  priceless 
possession  but  one  which  is  readi- 
ly within  the  reach  of  all  of  us. 
Its  possession  is  not  dependent 
upon  season,  age,  learning  or 
wealth.  Like  any  other  good 
habit  the  attitude  of  thankfulness 
can  be  cultivated  through  regular 
and  consistent  practice.  If  we  will 
consistently  express  our  gratitude 
on  every  possible  occasion  we  will 
find  that  an  attitude  of  thankful- 
ness will  develop  naturally.  The 
simple  practice  of  saying,  "thank 
you"  and  meaning  it,  costs  so 
little  in  time  and  effort  and  means 


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SO  much  to  those  to  whom  it  is 
expressed.  If  we  want  the  rich 
blessings  that  come  with  thank- 
fulness, we  should  develop  the 
habit  of  expressing  gratitude  to 
our  loved  ones  in  the  home,  to 
our  friends  and  associates,  as  well 
as  to  our  Father  in  heaven  for 
his  many  blessings  to  us. 

Henry  Ward  Beecher  portrayed 
the  influence  and  contagion  of 
thankfulness  with  this  illustra- 
tion: "If  one  should  give  me  a 
dish  of  sand  and  tell  me  there 
were  particles  of  iron  in  it,  I 
might  look  for  them  with  my 
eyes,  and  search  for  them  with 
my  clumsy  fingers,  and  be  unable 
to  detect  them;  but  let  me  take 
a  magnet  and  sweep  through  it, 
and  how  it  would  draw  to  itself 
the  almost  invisible  particles  by 
the  mere  power  of  attraction.  — 
The  unthankful  heart,  like  my 
finger  in  the  sand,  discovers  no 
mercies;  but  let  the  thankful 
heart  sweep  the  day,  and  as  the 
magnet  finds  the  iron,  so  it  will 
find,  in  every  hour,  some  heaven- 
ly blessings"  (as  quoted  by  Presi- 


dent Hugh  B.  Brown  in  Con- 
tinuing the  Quest,  page  450). 

If  we  would  be  worthy  of  our 
Father  in  heaven's  love,  an  essen- 
tial aspect  of  our  thankfulness 
must  be  our  expression  of  grati- 
tude to  him  for  his  countless 
blessings.  All  that  we  have  — 
our  lives,  our  talents,  our  health, 
the  material  things  we  enjoy,  our 
assurance  of  salvation  and  our 
hope  for  exaltation  —  are  his 
gracious  gifts  to  us. 

The  prophet  Alma,  in  The 
Book  of  Mormon,  admonished, 
"And  now  I  would  that  ye  should 
be  humble  .  .  .  asking  for  what- 
soever things  ye  stand  in  need, 
both  spiritual  and  temporal;  al- 
ways returning  thanks  unto  God 
for  whatsoever  things  ye  do  re- 
ceive"   (Alma   7:23). 

Thankfulness  to  our  Father 
in  heaven  for  his  many  blessings 
lays  the  foundation  for  the  de- 
velopment of  a  thankful  heart  in 
all  our  relationships  with  one 
another.  This  is  the  key  to  abun- 
dant and  glorious  living. 


Lonely 

Catherine  B.  Bowles 

Just  a  touch   of   human    kindness 
To   know  that  someone  Is   near 
Would  fill  the  heart  with  sunshine 
That  brings  love  and  hope  and  cheer. 
Not  worldly  goods  are   needed 
But  a  love  that  makes  one  glad, 
A  little  bit  of  something 
That  will   fill  the   heart  when   sad. 


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Winnifred  C.  Jardine 

Discussion  2:  Health  and  Its  Influence  on  Happiness 

(A  Course  Expected  to  Be  Used  by  Wards  and  Branches  at  Work  Meeting) 

For  Second  Meeting,  November  1964 

Objective:   To   examine   common-sense   ways  of   maintaining 

good  within  the  family. 


Health  and  happiness  are  of- 
ten mentioned  in  the  same 
breath.  And  well  they  might  be, 
for  while  it  is  possible  to  have 
happiness  without  good  health, 
more  often  than  not  happiness 
seems  to  hinge  upon  the  observ- 
ance of  good  health  habits  — 
practices  within  daily  living  that 
enhance  feelings  of  buoyant  good 
health,  abounding  energy,  and 
zestf ul  living. 

President  Belle  S.  Spafford  in 
remarks  at  the  presidents  session 
of  Relief  Society  Annual  Gen- 
eral Conference,  October  1963, 
counseled  the  mothers  of  the 
Church  to  take  good  care  of 
themselves  physically  in  order 
that  they  may  remain  well  and 
strong  to  care  for  their  families. 
She  appealed  to  the  sisters  to  get 
sufficient  sleep  and  rest,  to  eat 
properly,  and  to  refrain  from 
pushing  themselves  beyond  their 
physical  endurance. 

To  promote  good  health  within 


the  family  and  the  general  feel- 
ing of  well-being  that  goes  with 
it,  we  need  to  observe  a  few  rules 
with  persistence  and  determina- 
tion. Family  members  who  fail 
to  do  so  may  suffer  from  malnu- 
trition, exhaustion,  and  fatigue, 
and  may  be  so  irritable,  cross, 
and  unreasonable  as  to  offer  seri- 
ous threats  to  family  happiness. 
Four  rules  of  health  that  go  a 
long  way  towards  keeping  a  fam- 
ily in  a  state  of  general  good 
health  and,  consequently,  in  a 
state  of  happiness  are  as  follows: 


1.  Proper  Food  and  Correct 
Eating  Habits 

To  provide  the  wide  variety  of 
proper  foods  needed  for  the  nourish- 
ment of  the  family,  menus  should  be 
planned  regularly  around  the  Basic 
Four  Foods.  The  following  should  be 
included  in  each  day's  menu: 

A.  DAIRY  FOODS  —  mUk,  cheese, 
ice  cream,  and  other  milk-made  foods 
can  supply  part  of  the  milk. 


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B.  MEAT  GROUP  —  meats,  fish, 
poultry,  eggs,  or  cheese  —  with  dry 
beans,  peas,  and  nuts  as  alternates. 

C.  VEGETABLES  AND  FRUITS 
—  include  dark  green  or  yellow  veg- 
etables; citrus  fruit  or  tomatoes. 

D.  BREADS  AND  CEREALS  — 
enriched  or  whole-grain.  Added  milk 
improves   nutritional   values. 

A  wide  variety  of  these  foods 
eaten  in  reasonable  and  moderate 
amounts  is  the  best  possible  pro- 
tection against  nutritional  dis- 
ease. 

Meals  should  be  eaten  at  regular 
hours  each  day.  The  body  is  set 
for  sustenance  at  certain  times, 
and  when  there  is  a  break  in  that 
routine,  tempers  become  short, 
patience  is  exhausted,  and  fam- 
ily equilibrium  is  upset. 

It  would  be  well  to  serve  fam- 
ily members  only  enough  food 
to  maintain  proper  weight  for 
height.  Overeating  is  a  common 
failing.  Stress  the  eating  of 
fruits  and  vegetables  and  avoid 
too  frequently  serving  rich  des- 
serts and  excess  sugars  and 
starches.  Provide  snacks  of  vege- 
table sticks,  fruit,  fruit  drinks, 
and  milk,  cheese,  deviled  eggs, 
etc.,  rather  than  candy,  cookies, 
and  cake. 

Serve  an  adequate  breakfast 
and  encourage  all  family  mem- 
bers to  eat  it.  Breakfast  should 
include  ^  to  Ys  of  the  total 
calorie  needs  for  the  day.  Tests 
have  proved  that  children  and 
adults,  alike,  are  more  compat- 
ible, less  accident  prone,  better 
students  and  workers,  and  have 
quicker  reactions  if  they  have 
eaten  an  adequate  breakfast. 

Special  effort  should  be  made 
to  have  family  members  eat  to- 
gether at  a  well-laid  table  and 
in  ^n  atmosphere  of  peace  and 
harmony. 


2.  Regular  Exercise  and  Fresh  Air 

Daily  exercise  and  fresh  air  are 
important  to  good  health  and  a 
feeling  of  happiness.  Walking  to 
work,  to  church,  to  market,  to 
school,  on  errands,  etc.  provides 
opportunity  for  exercise.  Exercise 
develops  muscles  and  improves 
the  general  tone  of  the  body. 
Games,  walks,  outdoor  chores, 
such  as  gardening  and  mowing 
the  lawn  are  all  good  forms  of 
exercise. 

3.  Adequate  Rest 

This  should  include  two  things 
—  sufficient  sleep  at  night  and 
adequate  rest  during  the  day 
from  tensions  and  drive.  Both 
are  important  to  good  health  and 
to  a  general  feeling  of  peace  and 
happiness  within  oneself. 

Adequate  sleep  —  depending 
upon  the  individual  —  is  neces- 
sary for  all  adults,  and  an  hour  or 
two  more  is  needed  by  young 
people.  Authorities  say  that  for 
optimum  health  the  regularity  of 
sleep  should  not  be  broken  too 
often.  Mothers  often  think  they 
are  too  busy  to  take  an  afternoon 
rest,  and  yet  the  more  one  has 
to  do,  the  greater  the  need  to 
plan  for  regular  rests  in  order  to 
accomplish  the  work. 

4.  Regular  Medical  and  Dental  Care 

Physical  defects  in  family 
members  should  be  corrected, 
then  regular  check-up  visits 
made. 

Departing  from  these  four  bas- 
ic rules  of  healthfcil  Hving  can 
bring  on  unhappy  and  even  tragic 
practices.  Latter-day  Saint  par- 
ents must  be  vigilant  against  the 
formation  of  any  addictions  in 
themselves  and  in  their  children, 
and  they  must  be  alert  to  signs 


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pointing  toward  them.  Even  in 
times  of  stress,  it  is  usually  best 
to  depend  upon  our  own  good 
health  and  good  health  habits  to 
carry  us  through.  We  should  use 
medication  only  on  the  advice  of 
a  physician  and  withdraw  from 
its  use  at  the  earliest  possible 
time.  Whenever  our  bodies  be- 
come   fatigued    and    weary,    we 


should  give  them  rest  rather  than 
stimulants. 

We  as  Latter-day  Saints, 
should  respect  our  bodies  —  giv- 
ing them  proper  food  at  proper 
intervals,  getting  sufficient  rest 
and  sleep,  exercising  and  getting 
fresh  air,  and  visiting  the  doctor 
and  dentist  at  regular  intervals 
for  check-uDS. 


Elder  Robert  K.  Thomas 

Lesson  2  —  Literature  "Tasted  .  .  .  Swallowed  .  .  .  Digested  " 

For  Third  Meeting,  November  1964 
Objective:  To  experience  the  variety  and  depth  of  literary  insight. 


NEED  FOR  VARIETY,  DEPTH  AND 
EXCELLENCE     IN     LITERATURE 

From  experience  we  have  learned 
that  as  various  foods  come  in 
contact  with  the  taste  buds  on 
the  tongue  we  are  able  to  detect 
the  bitter  from  the  sweet, 
those  that  are  pleasing  to 
the  taste,  and  those  that  are  dis- 
tasteful, those  that,  when  swal- 
lowed and  digested,  will  produce 
nourishment  and  strength  to  our 
bodies  versus  those  that  will 
make  us  ill.  We  have  learned, 
too,  that  because  of  the  many 
integral  parts  of  the  body  we 
need  a  wide  range  of  variety  in 


foods  to  meet  our  various  needs 
for  nourishment. 

In  a  hke  manner,  as  we  subject 
ourselves  to  variety  in  literature, 
we  develop  specific  tastes  (hkes 
and  dislikes).  From  the  thoughts 
that  are  kindled  and  stimulated 
in  our  minds  as  we  swallow  and 
digest  that  which  we  read,  we 
develop  the  ability  to  appreciate 
that  which  is  beautiful,  approp- 
riate, and  educational  from  that 
which  is  sensual  and  demoraliz- 
ing. As  we  need  variety  in  our 
food  to  sustain  and  nourish  our 
bodies,  so  also  do  we  need  variety 
in  literature  to   feed,   stimulate. 


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and  sustain  our  minds  to  meet 
our  many  intricate  needs  for  our 
direction  physically,  emotionally, 
socially,  morally,  and  spiritually. 

FOUR  APPROACHES 
TO   LITERATURE 

In  our  first  lesson  we  discussed 
the  four  possible  critical  ap- 
proaches to  literature.  In  the 
first  one  —  the  Platonic  method 

—  we  look  for  "message"  or 
meaning,  using  standards  which 
we  bring  out  of  our  own  study 
and  experience.  The  second  — 
the  Aristotelian  —  stresses  the 
form  or  structure  of  a  work  it- 
self. In  the  Longinian,  or  third 
approach,  the  author  and  his 
background  are  studied  for  ad- 
ditional insight,  and  in  the 
fourth,  or  Horatian,  we  try  to 
find  out  what  reaction  this  work 
has  called  forth  from  intelligent 
readers  over  the  years. 

FORM    AND    STRUCTURE   —   THE 
ARISTOTELIAN    APPROACH 

The  six  examples  of  literary 
art  which  are  presented  as  a  sup- 
plement to  this  section  of  our 
text  —  "Of  Studies"  by  Sir  Fran- 
cis Bacon,"  "What  Makes  a 
Great  Book,"  by  Mortimer  Ad- 
ler,  "Ode  on  a  Grecian  Urn,"  by 
John  Keats,  "The  Celestial 
Omnibus,"  by  E.  M.  Forster, 
"Poetry,"  by  Marianne  Moore, 
and  "Flower  in  the  Crannied 
Wall,"  by  Alfred  Lord  Tennyson 

—  have  in  common  literary  ex- 
cellence, but  httle  else.  They 
are  almost  disconcerting  in  their 
variety.  Reading  and  reacting 
to  them  can  be  emotionally  ex- 
hausting and  should  be  intel- 
lectually stimulating.  In  the  first 
place,  note  how  different  effective 
writing  styles  can  be.  The  bal- 
ance and  cadence  of  Bacon,  "to 


spend  too  much  time  in  studies 
is  sloth;  to  use  them  too  much 
for  ornament  is  affectation,"  is 
echoed  by  the  sonorous  parallel 
structure  of  Sir  Thomas  Browne 
in  "The  Celestial  Omnibus": 
"though  it  had  solaced  the  vigils 
of  Charlemange,  or  measured  the 
slumbers  of  Laura."  One  sudden- 
ly remembers  that  these  men 
lived  and  wrote  in  the  day  that 
the  King  James  version  of  the 
Bible  was  translated.  How  per- 
fectly appropriate  this  majestic 
style  is  to  convey  profound  truth. 
Contrast  this  with  the  fluid  love- 
liness of  the  sounds  in  Keats' 
"Ode  on  a  Grecian  Urn":  "What 
leaf-fring'd  legend  haunts  about 
thy  shape."  What  a  different  age 
and  attitude  they  suggest.  The 
beauty  which  is  identical  with 
truth  for  Keats  is  confessedly  of 
the  earth,  but  all  that  the  physi- 
cal universe  can  convey  is  sug- 
gested here.  Once  more,  contrast 
Marianne  Moore's  "Poetry"  with 
either  or  both  of  the  above  selec- 
tions. Gone  is  the  grandeur  of 
Browne  and  the  ardor  of  Keats. 
Instead,  we  have  a  series  of  prosy 
particulars  which  are  as  unoma- 
mented  as  a  contemporary  sky- 
scraper. There's  a  get-things- 
done  flavor  to  Miss  Moore's  poem 
that  is  distinctively  modem.  Note 
the  shape  of  each  stanza: 

I,  too,  dislike  it:  there  are  things  that 
are  important  beyond  all  this  fiddle. 
Reading  it,  however,  with  a  perfect 
contempt  for  it,  one  discovers  in  it 
after  all,  a  place  for  the  genuine. 
Hands  that  can  grasp,  eyes  that 
can  dilate,  hair  that  can  rise 
if  it  must,  these  things  are  im- 
portant not  because  a 
high-sounding    interpretation    can    be 
put  upon  them  but  because  they  are. 

From  the  long  opening  lines  we 
rapidly  pare  away  at  a  thought 


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until  its  kernel  is  exposed;  then 
we  go  on  without  pause  to  the 
next  large  generalization  which 
begins  the  second  stanza,  and  this 
is  dissected  in  turn.  How  scien- 
tific! How  typical  of  the  strength 
and  weaknesses  of  our  present 
culture. 

The  foregoing  comments  on 
structure,  sound,  and  shape  use 
what  is  essentially  the  second 
critical  method  discussed  in  our 
first  lesson.  In  this  approach  the 
form  of  a  work  is  stressed,  and 
the  relationship  of  part  to  part 
within  the  work  becomes  extreme- 
ly important.  It  should  be  noted, 
however,  that  the  form  tells  us 
something  about  the  time  in 
which  the  material  was  written, 
and  in  doing  so  adds  an  overtone 
of  the  third  method,  in  which  the 
author  and  his  background  are 
emphasized. 

THE   TRIBUNAL   OF   THE    AGES   — 
THF    HORATIAN    APPROACH 

In  Mortimer  Adler's  famous 
short  essay  he  suggests  that  a 
book's  "greatness"  is  not  so  much 
conferred  as  revealed  by  time, 
but  we  cannot  be  sure  of  the  ex- 
cellence of  a  work  until  "men 
everywhere"  turn  to  it  again  and 
again.  This  is  as  clear  a  presen- 
tation of  the  Horatian  approach, 
or  the  fourth  critical  method  dis- 
cussed earlier,  as  we  could  ask 
for.  Yet,  since  a  statement  of 
critical  principles  is  never  a  sub- 
stitute for  critical  practice,  it  will 
be  useful  to  consider  the  selec- 
tions in  this  section  in  the  light 
of  their  continuing  appeal. 

Chronologically,  Sir  Francis 
Bacon's  "Of  Studies"  is  first. 
Three  hundred  years  of  discus- 
sion have  not  dimmed  the  sharp- 
ness of  insight  and  nicety  of 
distinction     which     characterize 


this  short  essay.  The  diction 
may  sound  a  bit  old-fashioned 
on  the  tongue,  but  the  proverbial 
wisdom  expressed  here  is  not  out- 
moded. It  has  the  convincing 
ring  of  distilled  experience. 

John  Keats'  "Ode  on  a  Grecian 
Urn"  is  only  about  half  as  old, 
but  the  problem  to  be  considered 
here  has  less  to  do  with  age  than 
with  what  the  English  critic  Mat- 
thew Arnold  calls  the  "historical 
fallacy."  How  much  importance 
shall  we  give  to  a  work  as  an 
expression  of  its  time?  The  values 
of  the  Romantic  period  in  English 
literary  history  are  still  being  de- 
bated. To  what  extent  is  the 
fame  of  this  poem  dependent  on 
our  view  of  the  attitudes  ex- 
pressed in  it,  or  can  this  work 
transcend  its  time  and  stand  on 
the  ageless  pedestal  of  perfectly 
executed  art? 

As  indicated  in  the  discussion 
in  our  text,  "Flower  in  the  Cran- 
nied Wall"  reflects  a  point  of  view 
and  a  literary  technique  that  are 
clearly  in  question  in  the  minds 
of  some  well-trained  critics,  yet 
are  not  without  vehement  defend- 
ers. Adler's  "What  Makes  a 
Great  Book"  is  forceful  state- 
ment, but  it  may  not  distinguish 
itself  memorably  when  viewed  in 
the  perspective  of  many  similar 
assertions  over  the  last  few  hun- 
dred years.  "The  Celestial  Omni- 
bus" and  "Poetry"  are  still  too 
new  to  be  evaluated  in  terms  of 
continuing  effect.  The  extent  to 
which  Miss  Moore's  poem  has 
been  anthologized  since  its  first 
printing,  however,  suggests  that 
many  people  find  this  among  the 
most  persuasive  of  all  poems 
about  poetry.  Our  grandchildren 
will  be  able  to  estimate  its  living 
power. 


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LESSON   DEPARTMENT 


THE    MULTIPLE    WAY 
TO    MEANING 

Perhaps  we  shall  never  get  at 
the  total  meaning  of  a  poem,  es- 
say, or  short  story  unless  we 
bring  to  bear  as  many  critical 
approaches  as  possible,  for  what 
a  work  says  is  its  complete  im- 
pact. But  some  material  lends 
itself  to  excerpting  better  than 
others.  Bacon's  ''Of  Studies," 
for  instance,  has  unity  and  co- 
herence, yet  almost  any  line  is 
meaningful  out  of  context.  We 
can  all  ''taste"  the  idea  that 
"crafty  men  condemn  studies, 
simple  men  admire  them,  and 
wise  men  use  them."  Such  an 
assertion  states  its  meaning,  and 
we  examine  it  in  terms  of  its 
logic,  its  literal  sense.  Similarly, 
the  striking  comment  by  Miss 
Moore  that  poetry  provides 
"imaginary  gardens  with  real 
toads  in  them"  can  be  lifted  from 
its  source  effectively,  but  we  can 
hardly  take  it  literally.  There 
is  a  quality  to  Miss  Moore's  line 
which  is  not  in  Bacon's  state- 
ment. Part  of  the  meaning  of 
the  poetic  line  is  metaphorical, 
that  is,  one  thing  is  being  pre- 
sented in  terms  of  something 
else.  We  say  that  Bacon's  line 
denotes,  or  points  to  a  concept, 
while  Miss  Moore's  line  connotes 
or  suggests  several  things.  This 
is  not  to  say  that  Bacon's  idea 
may  not  start  a  whole  train  of 
mental  associations.  We  may  be- 
gin to  wonder  about  the  way  our 
children  are  reading,  or  about  our 
own  reading  speed  or  comprehen- 
sion, but  an  emotional  reaction 
that  takes  us  off  in  several  direc- 
tions is  not  demanded  at  first 
reading  as  it  is  in  Miss  Moore's 
definition.  The  contrast  between 
"imaginary    garden"    and    "real 


toads"  will  suggest  different 
things  to  different  people,  but  all 
of  them  can  be  considered  as  le- 
gitimate parts  of  this  Hue's  mean- 
ing. If  we  analyze  impersonally, 
we  may  be  logically  wrong  or 
logically  right,  but  if  we  react 
personally  we  can  only  be  de- 
scribed as  sensitive  or  insensitive. 
The  more  you  bring  to  a  work, 
the  more  connotative  meaning  it 
has. 

"Of  Studies"  and  "Poetry"  can 
be  "swallowed"  as  well  as^  "tast- 
ed," but  neither  demands  it.  A 
poem  such  as  Tennyson's  "Flower 
in  the  Crannied  Wall,"  however, 
must  be  swallowed  or  rejected, 
for  it  is  not  composed  of  a  series 
of  concepts  or  suggestions  which 
can  stand  alone.  A  single  idea  is 
developed  metaphorically.  Each 
detail  helps  to  build  the  final 
"meaning"  of  the  work.  You  can 
reject  this  development,  of  course, 
as  the  one  English  teacher  in 
our  discussion  of  this  poem  does, 
but  the  poem  is  more  than  the 
sum  of  its  parts  and,  in  fairness, 
must  be  considered  as  a  whole. 

E.  M.  Forster's  "The  Celestial 
Omnibus"  can  be  both  "tasted" 
and  "swallowed,"  but  it  really 
needs  to  be  "digested."  It  repays 
multiple  reading  with  multiple 
meaning.  In  this  selection  a 
series  of  attitudes  toward  litera- 
ture are  not  only  examined,  they 
are  also  evaluated.  Contrasting 
points  of  view  are  conveyed  in 
diction,  style,  and  statement. 
This  story  is  so  constructed  that 
each  character  is  a  developing 
symbol,  and  this  adds  richness 
and  levels  of  meaning  to  the  en- 
tire work.  Note,  for  instance, 
how  Mr.  Bons  begins  to  reveal 
himself  when  he  mentions  the 
"seven  Shelleys"  he  owns. 


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TRUTH    VS.    MEANING 

In  "Ode  on  a  Grecian  Urn" 
Keats  asserts  that  "Beauty  is 
truth,  truth  beauty."  Such  a 
statement  has  poetic  meaning, 
this  is,  it  sums  up  the  intent  of 
this  entire  poem  as  adequately  as 
any  few  words  can,  but  even  this 
statement  about  truth  need  not 
be  "true"  to  us  if  we  judge  its 
claim  on  the  basis  of  standards 
not  in  the  work  itself.  If  we 
remember  the  distinction  we  set 
up  in  our  first  lesson  between  the 
so-called  Platonic  and  Aristotel- 
ian approaches  to  literature,  you 
will  recall  that  only  under  the 
Platonic  method  are  the  message, 
or  truth  of  a  work,  and  its 
meaning  the  same.  Under  the 
Aristotelian  approach  we  are  not 
looking  for  truth  so  much  as  we 
are  looking  at  relationships.  If 
these  relationships  are  skillfully 
presented  —  as  they  are  in  Keats' 
poem  —  we  call  these  relation- 
ships the  poem's  "meaning."  We 
have  voluntarily  restricted  our 
standards  for  judging  to  those 
which  we  find  in  the  work  itself. 
As  might  be  expected,  this  ap- 
proach is  popular  with  those  who 
do  not  have  strong  philosophical 
or  religious  beliefs. 

As  members  of  the  Church,  we 
have  such  encompassing  beliefs 
that  we  are  seldom  at  a  loss  to 
establish  standards  for  judgment. 
It  might  well  be  argued,  there- 
fore, that  for  many  of  us  the  bur- 
den of  Keats'  "Ode"  is  meaning- 
ful but  untrue.  Judged  by  stand- 
ards set  up  in  the  work  itself  the 
exclusive  identification  of  truth 
and  beauty  seems  inevitable.  The 
various  images  which  are  present- 


ed so  graphically  are  wonderfully 
evocative.  This  is  physical  beauty 
at  its  acme.  But  viewed  from  a 
slightly  higher  level,  this  is  hard- 
ly all  we  "know  on  earth"  or 
"need  to  know."  At  best,  Keats' 
statement  seems  partial. 

To  say  this,  however,  is  not  to 
say  that  we  can  afford  to  ignore 
it.  To  appreciate  the  depth 
which  Keats  sounds  in  this  poem 
is  in  itself  instructive,  for  it  lets 
us  see  how  shallow  our  vision  of 
the  whole  is  in  comparison  with 
this  beautifully  plumbed  half- 
truth.  The  Mosaic  law  may  be 
only  a  school  master,  but  we 
hardly  understand  the  New  Tes- 
tament concept  of  self-sacrificing 
love  unless  we  have  assimilated 
the  Old  Testament  idea  of  fair- 
ness. So  it  is  with  our  critical 
appreciation.  If  we  insist  that 
truth  and  meaning  must  be 
identical,  we  are  not  being  fair 
either  to  our  own  basic  beliefs  or 
to  a  work  which  falls  short  of 
presenting  them  All  the  sensi- 
tivity which  we  develop  in  ex- 
tracting meaning  that  is  limited 
by  the  work  in  which  it  occurs, 
will  be  even  more  useful  in  ap- 
preciating the  profound  truths  of 
the  restored  gospel. 


QUESTIONS    FOR    DISCUSSION 

1.  What  is  the  advantage  of  viewing 
a  hterary  work  from  several  critical 
perspectives? 

2.  On  what  basis  may  we  surmise 
that  some  works  will  survive  the  time 
in  which  they  are  written? 

3.  What  is  involved  in  understand- 
ing the  total  meaning  of  a  literary 
work? 

4.  Why  should  we  study  works 
whose  "truth"  seems  to  us  to  be  lim- 
ited? 


Note  to  Class  Leaders:  Longfellow's  wife  was  not  fatally  burned  at  Christmas 
time  as  stated  in  the  October  Literature  Lesson  but  on  July  10,  1861. 


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SOCIAL  SCIENCE     Divine  Law  and  Church  Government 
The  Functioning  of  Church  Government 


Elder  Ariel  S.  Ballif 

Lesson   16  —  The  Function  of  Divine  Law  in  Family  Relations 

For  Fourth  Meeting,  November  1964 

Objective:  To  point  out  that  the  place  of  honor  for  the  Priesthood  in 

the  home  is  claimed  on  meritorious  behavior.- 

.  .  .  Govern  your  house  in  meekness,  and  be  steadfast  (D&C  31:9). 
...  I  exhort  you,  masters,  fathers,  and  husbands,  to  be  affectionate  and 
kind  to  those  you  preside  over.     And  let  them  be  obedient,  let  the  wife  be 
subject  to  her  husband,  and  the  children  to  their  parents    (Brigham  Young, 
Journal  of  Discourses  1:69). 

...  let  the  father  be  the  head  of  the  family,  the  master  of  his  own  house- 
hold; and  let  him  treat  them  as  an  angel  would  treat  them  (Ibid.,  4:55). 


The  organizational  strength  of 
The  Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of 
Latter-day  Saints  is  found  in  the 
authority  placed  upon  worthy 
male  members.  The  same  power, 
the  Priesthood  of  God,  which 
makes  for  the  success  of  the 
Church,  is  a  powerful  factor  in 
the  health  and  success  of  the  Lat- 
ter-day Saint  family  when  this 
power  is  properly  applied  to  the 
life  of  the  holder,  and  exercised 
in  righteousness  for  the  family  as 
a  whole. 

By  tradition  and  by  the  teach- 
ings of  the  Church,  the  father  is 
the  head  of  the  family.  The  re- 
sponsibility of  control  (or  direc- 
tion or  authority,  whichever  term 
one  chooses  to  use)  of  the  family 
is,  therefore,  in  the  hands  of  the 
Priesthood.  That  alone  is  not  the 
important  point,  but  the  respon- 
sibility such  a  position  of  leader- 
ship demands  is  of  vital  concern. 

The  foundation  of  the  Priest- 
hood power  or  authority  is  love. 
Love  is  expressed  in  thoughtful 
consideration  of  others  and  in  as- 


suming the  responsibility  for 
their  well-being  and  individual 
expression.  The  head  of  the 
family,  then,  must  be  able  to 
justify  his  leadership  by  his 
thoughtful  and  loving  direction, 
through  counsel  and  patience 
with  each  member  of  his  family. 
In  fact,  his  measure  of  success 
in  his  calhng  both  as  a  father 
and  as  an  elder  in  Israel  is  found 
in  the  success  he  attains  with  the 
members  of  his  own  family.  Thus, 
in  a  period  of  social  change  the 
father  becomes  a  pillar  of  sta- 
bility for  those  about  him,  a 
strength  in  his  wisdom  and  coun- 
sel. However,  in  all  phases  of 
his  leadership,  he  and  his  wife 
are  one,  especially  in  the  family 
responsibility. 

Among  the  important  things 
expected  of  the  Priesthood  bear- 
er in  the  role  of  a  father  should 
be:  (1)  Full  acceptance  of  the 
opportunity  of  teaching  and 
training  the  children.  Too  often 
this  has  been  left  solely  to  the 
mother  who  has  certainly  been 


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very  successful  in  many  cases; 
but  a  man  holding  the  Priesthood 
cannot  excuse  himself  by  leaving 
the  teaching  of  his  children  to 
his  wife.  Together  they  must  as- 
sume this  responsibility. 

(2)  He  should  accept  the  re- 
sponsibility for  the  degree  of  or- 
der and  discipline  of  the  home, 
both  for  the  group  and  for  each 
member  individually.  The  mem- 
bers of  the  family  learn  respon- 
sible activity  at  home  more 
effectively  than  anywhere  else  in 
society.  Every  child  should 
learn  to  respect  the  rights  of 
others,  to  respect  leadership,  and 
even  more  important,  each  child 
should  learn,  first,  to  be  a  good 
follower  if  he  is  to  become  a  lead- 
er. There  is  no  place  for  brute 
force  or  whips.  A  firm  hand  and 
steady,  at  the  proper  time,  will 
build  character  instead  of  trouble 
in  the  life  of  a  child.  Leadership 
in  the  family  is  not  an  excuse  to 
force  obedience  on  intelligent  hu- 
man beings.  Priesthood  cannot 
rightly  be  interpreted  as  dicta- 
tion or  unrighteous  dominion.  On 
the  contrary,  the  Priesthood  en- 
tails the  responsibility  to  see  that 
the  best  in  human  expression  and 
experience  is  obtained  through 
love,  counsel,  consideration,  un- 
derstanding and  companionship 
for  all  members  of  the  family. 

(3)  A  third  obligation  on  the 
head  of  the  family  and  the  bear- 
er of  the  Priesthood  is  to  develop 
the  spirit  of  at-one-ness  spoken 
of  so  often  in  the  scriptures.  This 
can  be  accomplished  by  the  de- 
velopment of  unity  and  common- 
ness of  purpose  made  possible 
through  love  and  understanding. 
The  idea  expressed  in  "if  ye  arej 
not  one,  ye  are  not  mine,"  ap- 
plies first  to  the  family  as  the 
basic  unit  of  the  Church.     Thcj 


Priesthood  does  not  simply  rep- 
resent authority  to  direct  in  the 
home,  but  it  is  the  responsibility 
to  direct,  persuade,  encourage, 
and  lead  in  wisdom  and  charity 
to  a  common  understanding  and 
unity. 

The  influence  which  the  Priest- 
hood should  develop  in  the  home 
makes  an  ideal  setting  for  the 
active  presence  of  true  Chris- 
tian principles  in  family  life.  The 
essence  of  the  Christian  spirit  is 
love  and  the  real  power  of  the 
Priesthood  is  love.  Love  provides 
the  ideal  soil  in  which  family 
experiences  may  thrive.  Love  can- 
not be  a  one-way  affair  for  hus- 
band or  wife  or  parent  or  child. 
It  must  be  a  mutual  thing  for 
balanced  development  in  all 
members  of  the  family. 

PRIESTHOOD    IN    FAMILY 
GOVERNMENT 

Government  is  designed  to  give 
meaning  and  direction  to  group 
association.  The  word  govern 
implies  steering,  direction,  regula- 
tion and/or  control.  In  our  dis- 
cussion of  the  head  of  the  family 
we  have  pointed  out  that  the  re- 
sponsibility for  directing  and 
regulating  family  life  is  in  his 
hands.  How  he  does  it  is  of  most 
importance.  The  Prophet  Jo- 
seph Smith  gave  us  the  key  when 
he  pointed  out  that  he  taught  the 
saints  correct  principles  and  they 
governed  themselves.  The  Proph- 
et at  another  time  indicated  that 
"The  government  of  God  has 
always  tended  to  promote  peace, 
unity,  harmony,  strength  and 
happiness"  (Smith,  Joseph  Field- 
ing: Teachings  of  the  Prophet 
Joseph  Smith,  page  248).  This 
is  the  objective  of  Church  govern- 
ment and  must  be  the  same  for 
the  family. 


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The  home  is  the  anchor  spot 
for  establishing  in  the  minds  of 
the  children  the  truths  of  the 
gospel.  It  is  true  that  all  men 
have  their  free  agency.  Each 
person  must  make  his  own  deci- 
sion from  knowledge,  experience, 
faith,  and  understanding.  Know- 
ing the  law  is  important,  but  the 
blessings  come  from  living  the 
law.  Performance  is  what  counts. 
God  never  fails  to  recognize  right 
living.  The  head  of  the  family, 
if  he  is  in  tune  with  the  Spirit  of 
God,  can  receive  special  enlight- 
enment in  the  direction  of  his 
family. 

To  the  honest  and  true  Lat- 
ter-day Saint,  the  only  real  re- 
striction and  restraining  influence 
in  the  functioning  of  Church 
government  is  the  restraining  in- 
fluence that  comes  from  knowing, 
and  being  fully  aware  of  the 
damaging  results  of  wrong  deci- 
sions. As  has  been  said  before, 
true  virtue  is  knowing  the  good 
and  the  evil  and  choosing  the 
good. 

The  great  challenge  to  the 
Priesthood  bearer  and  his  wife 
is  expressed  in  the  two  questions: 
Are  you  teaching  your  family 
the  truths  of  the  gospel  in  an  ef- 
fective manner?  How  does  your 
performance  measure  up  to  the 
standards  taught  by  the  Church? 

Every  day  parents  are  setting 
the  pattern  of  living  that  may 
automatically  become  the  pattern 
of  their  children.  What  they 
do  overpowers  what  they  say. 
Daily  decisions,  actions,  and  even 
thoughts  become  influences  on 
children  from  their  birth  to 
adulthood. 

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Wisdom  in  the  home,  the  em- 
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unnecessary  experimentation. 

3.  Honesty  is  too  often  given 
a  second-  or  third-rate  place  in 
our  teaching  emphasis.  Do  you 
ever  feel  so  tired  and  worn  out, 
or  for  another  reason,  suggest  to 
your  child  that  he  answer  the 
door  or  the  telephone  and  say 
you  are  not  at  home?  Young  of- 
fenders who  have  been  appre- 
hended for  stealing  and  lying 
have  been  quite  upset  when  of- 
fered a  drink  of  coffee  because 
drinking  the  coffee  would  be 
breaking  the  Word  of  Wisdom. 
To  them,  breaking  the  Word  of 
Wisdom  is  more  serious  than  dis- 
honesty. This,  it  is  hoped,  is  an 
extreme  case,  but  just  such  an 
attitude  could  be  created  at  home 
unless  honesty  is  the  standard 
policy  in  our  example  to  our  chil- 
dren. 

4.  Is  your  pattern  of  religious 
worship  tied  only  to  attendance 
at  reUgious  service  on  Sunday? 
Or  do  you  have  a  reverent  atti- 
tude at  your  work  and  in  your 
home,  thus  creating  a  peaceful 
environment  for  your  family 
every  day? 

5.  Does  your  application  of 
charity  begin  at  home  and  spread 
to  your  neighbors  and  friends? 
Being  as  concerned  about  the 
welfare  of  each  member  of  your 
family  as  you  are  for  your  own 
welfare,  is  the  proper  beginning 
for  the  application  of  the  first 
and  second  great  command- 
ments. Love  overcomes  selfish- 
ness, pride,  and  hate.  It  fills 
men's  hearts  with  peace  and  un- 
derstanding. Love  of  fellow  men 
is  the  real  testimony  of  one's 
love  of  God. 


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LONG   SUFFERING" 

The  intricate  task  of  directing 
one*s  family  in  accordance  with 
the  divine  plan  is  a  test  of  faith 
and  a  real  measure  of  one's  un- 
derstanding of  the  gospel.  The 
responsibility  of  the  Priesthood 
is  far  reaching.  Psalms  127:3-5 
says,  ''children  are  an  heritage 
of  the  Lord:  .  .  .  Happy  is  the 
man  that  hath  his  quiver  full  of 
them."  Being  cocreators  with 
God  in  bringing  children  into 
this  world  makes  fathers  and 
mothers  accountable  to  the  Fath- 
er for  the  welfare  of  his  spirit 
children  and  their  successful  re- 
turn to  his  presence. 

Parents  are  responsible  for  the 
material  necessities  of  life  for  the 
family  members.  Doctrine  and 
Covenants  83:4  says,  "All  chil- 
dren have  claim  upon  their  par- 
ents for  their  maintenance  until 
they  are  of  age."  In  Timothy 
5:8  we  read,  "if  any  provide  not 
for  his  own,  and  specially  for 
those  of  his  own  house,  he  hath 
denied  the  faith,  and  is  worse 
than  an  infidel." 

But  material  things  are  not 
the  most  important  requirements. 
In  Section  68  of  the  Doctrine 
and  Covenants,  verses  25-26,  the 
Lord  says,  "inasmuch  as  parents 
have  children  .  .  .  that  teach 
them  not  to  understand  the  doc- 
trine of  repentance,  faith  in 
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light  and  truth." 

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bers. The  instruction  to  all  who 
hold  the  Priesthood  is  to  ac- 
complish all  that  the  divine  plan 
includes  in  the  spirit  of  love  and 
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ply to  activity  involving  the 
Priesthood  and  its  functions. 
This  surely  would  involve  the 
operation  of  the  Priesthood  bear- 
er within  his  own  family. 

SUMMARY 

In  summary  we  can  say  that 
the  father  is  rightfully  the  head 
of  the  house,  honoring  his  Priest- 
hood calling  and  performing  his 
duties  in  love  and  kindness.  He 
must  also  recognize  that  the  fam- 
ily is  a  joint  agreement  with  his 
wife  and  she  shares  with  him  in 
all  the  values  and  blessings  that 
the  Priesthood  implies. 

It  should  be  understood  that 
the  honor  and  glory  of  the  Priest- 
hood come  through  worthy  per- 
|formance  of  every  duty  with  an 
eye  single  to  the  glory  of  God. 

THOUGHTS    FOR    DISCUSSION 

1.  How  can  a  family  share  in  the 
benefits  of  the  Melchizedek  Priest- 
hood? 

2.  Wha<^  is  the  place  of  leadership 
for  a  wife  and  mother  in  a  Latter-day 
Saint  home? 

3.  How  important  is  your  behav- 
ior, and  pattern  of  life  in  the  develop- 
ment of  your  children? 

4.  How  early  do  children  become 
influenced  by  the  attitudes  of  their 
parents? 

REFERENCES 

Doctrine  and  Covenants,  Sections 
68,  83,  93,   121. 

Book  of  Mormon,  Alma,  Chapter 
53. 

Widtsoe,  John  A.:  Priesthood  and 
Church   Government,   Chapter   7. 


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You  left  me,  and  I  managed  half  a  smile. 

I  dusted  half  the  staircase;  all  the  while 

My  mind  half  on  my  work  .  .  .  Around  noon 

I  perched  on  the  piano  bench,  played  half  a  tune; 

Your  dear  words  running  through  my  head, 

Walked  half  way  round  the  yard  Instead. 

At  dusk,  the  long  day  almost  done, 

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The  moon  came,  full  and  whole,  my  sweet. 

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Tiie  Goodness  of  a  Child 

Christie  Lund  Coles 

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Summer  is  gone  —  deftly,  greenly  drawn  — 
Autumn  supplants  her  with  its  fiery  leaves; 
Its  birds  that  peep  more  warily  at  dawn; 
Its  croak  of  frogs;  its  wind  that  softly  grieves; 

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For  sustenance  against  the  summer,  lost. 

This  is  the  harvest,  jeweled  and  inlaid. 

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clean  and   refreshing. 

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the  July  issue  of  The  Relief  Society 
Magazine,  "A  Tribute  to  Relief  Society 
Presidents,"  I  was  sure  she  meant  our 
Relief  Society  president  Janene  Bates. 
She  makes  each  member  feel  important 
and  needed.  Her  smile  at  meetings 
seems  to  be  especially  for  each  sister, 
although  there  are  dozens  of  us  there. 
I  love  Relief  Society,  the  lessons,  and 
the  Magazine. 

Gladys  Morrison 
Susanville,  California 


I  especially  love  the  beautiful  colored 
pictures  used  as  covers  for  The  Relief 
Society  Magazine,  so  imagine  how 
pleased  I  was  when  I  found  this  joy 
shared  by  another.  Who  was  that  oth- 
er? A  young  missionary  here  in  the 
North  British  Mission.  He  came  visit- 
ing when  I  had  my  Magazines  out  for 
binding.  His  first  words  when  he  en- 
tered the  room  were:  "Oh,  Relief  So- 
ciety Magazines!  There  may  be  a  picture 
of  my  mountains."  Where  are  his 
mountains?  American  Fork,  Utah.  We 
found  two  pictures:  the  cover  for  Sep- 
tember 1963,  and  the  frontispiece  for 
October  1963.  What  a  joy  this  brought 
to  one  so  far  from  home. 

Elsie  Lee 

Whitefield,  Lancashire 

England 

I  am  a  young  homemaker  married 
just  one  year.  The  Relief  Society 
Magazine  is  truly  one  of  the  highlights 
of  my  life.  The  stories  are  always 
heartwarming  and  tender,  and  I  espe- 
cially enjoy  the  sewing  hints.  Words 
cannot  express  the  love  and  deep  ad- 
miration I  have  for  the  Magazine. 
Carol  Hood  Blackhurst 
Pleasant  Grove,  Utah 

I  enjoy  so  very  much  the  beautiful 
covers  and  frontispieces  of  The  Relief 
Society  Magazine.  They  bring  back 
such  lovely  memories  of  the  places  in 
Utah  which  were  so  common  to  me 
as  a  young  girl.  The  picture  of  the 
South  Fork  of  the  Provo  River  in  the 
April  issue  is  especially  beautiful. 

— Eileen    Mecham   Cleland 
Rawlins,  Wyoming 

I  think  the  Magazine  is  wonderful 
and  the  lesson  material  superb.  I  want 
especially  to  thank  Christine  H.  Robin- 
son for  the  effort  and  research  she  puts 
into  our  visiting  teacher  meassages.  I 
often  use  excerpts  from  her  messages 
in  my  talks  before  the  Parent  Teachers 
Association  meetings. 

— Rayella   Richardson 
Santa  Barbara,  California 


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The   Relief   Society  Magazine 


Volume  51        September  1964        Number  9 

Editor     Marianne  C.  Sharp 
Associate  Editor     Vesta  P.  Crawford 
General  Manager     Belle  S.  Spafford 

Special  Features 

645     The  Presence  of  a  Prophet 

647     Nursing  and  Nurse  Training  in  Relief  Society     Irene  B.  Woodford 

666  Relief  Society  Magazine  Receives  Outstanding  Award 

668     Singing  Mothers  Concerts  at  the  New  York  World's  Fair     Marianne  C.  Sharp 
672     Relief  Society  History  and  Activities   (Distributed  at  Singing  Mothers  Concerts,   New 
York  World's  Fair,  June  24-25,   1964)     Marianne  C.  Sharp 

Fiction 

654     Your  Heart  to  Understanding  —  Chapter  8  (Conclusion)     Hazel  M.  Thomson 
660     Mr.  Lewis  and  the  Ravens  —  Part  II     Ilene  H.  Kingsbury 
691     Snakes,  Snails,  and  Puppy  Dog  Tails     Janice  Dixon 

General  Features 

642  From  Near  and  Far 

663  Placing  The  Relief  Society  Magazine  in  Public  Libraries     Ferrel  Christensen 

664  Editorial:   The  Standard  of  Liberty     Vesta  P.  Crawford 

667  Woman's  Sphere     Ramona  W.  Cannon 

690  Hannah  Nyquist  Specializes  in  Making  Afghans  and  Rugs 

695  Notes  From  the  Field:    Relief  Society  Activities     Hulda  Parker 

720  Birthday  Congratulations 

Lessons  for  December 

702     Theology  —  The  Church  Independent     Roy  W.  Doxey 

708     Visiting  Teacher  Message  —  "Every  Man  Seeking  the  Interest  of  His  Neighbor  .  .  .  ." 

Christine  H.  Robinson 
710     Work  Meeting  —  Personal  Attractiveness,  a  Factor  in  Happiness     Winnifred  C.  Jardine 
712     Literature  —  Poetry  of  Faith  in  God  and  Man:  Part  I     Bruce  B.  Clark 
717     Social  Science  —  No  Lesson  for  December 

Poetry 

641     How  Good  the  Sun  —  Frontispiece     Christie  Lund  Coles 

Wide  Autumn,  by  Dorothy  J.  Roberts,  666;  Old  Wagon  Wheel,  by  Jeanette  Swanson,  694;  On 
Seeing  a  Son  off  to  School,  by  Evalyn  M.  Sandberg,  707;  Autumn  Raiment,  by  Ethel  Jacob- 
son,  709 


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esence 


of  a  Prophe': 


Birthday  Greetings  to  President  David  0.  McKay 
For  His  Ninety-First  Birthday  September  8,1964 


Wherefore,  we  searchihe  prophets,  and  we  have  many  reve- 
lations and  the  spirit  of  prophecy;  and  having  all  these  witnesses 
we  obtain  a  hope,  and  our  faith  becometh  unshaken  .  .  .  for  the 
Spirit  speaketh  the  truth  .  .  .  for  God  also  spake  .  .  .  unto  proph- 
ets of  old  (Jacob  4:6,  13). 

At  this  time  when  summer  prepares  to  leave  the  northern  land,  and 
the  glow  of  approaching  autumn  lies  along  the  ridges  of  the  hills,  in 
the  mountain  valley  of  the  headquarters  of  the  Church,  President 
David  0.  McKay  observes  his  ninety-first  birthday. 

It  is  with  gratitude  and  rejoicing  that  the  women  of  the  Church 
— -  Relief  Society  members  in  many  lands  —  extend  to  President 
McKay  their  abiding  thankfulness  for  the  guidance  and  inspiration 
of  a  prophet  of  the  Lord.  The  sisters  are  comforted  and  spiritually 
uplifted  in  the  realization  that  it  is  a  privilege  and  a  blessing  to  be 
granted  life  upon  the  earth  in  a  day  when  the  restored  gospel  has 
given  them  prophetic  guidance,  as  in  earlier  dispensations  when  the 
word  of  the  Lord  made  straight  the  pathway  for  those  who  sought 
to  make  their  mortal  lives  a  fitting  part  of  eternity. 

Many  have  expressed  their  admiration  and  their  reverence  for 
President  McKay  as  a  teacher  of  great  accomplishments,  a  far-trav- 
eled missionary,  an  inspired  leader,  and  as  a  witness  of  the  gospel  to 
the  world.  And  yet,  perhaps  dearest  and  most  precious  to  the  many 
thousands  of  Church  members,  is  the  testimony,  the  conviction  that 
a  prophet  of  the  Lord  lives  among  us  and  bears  witness  of  Jesus  the 
Christ  and  the  restoration  of  the  everlasting  gospel  in  its  appointed 
time  and  place. 

Many  thousands  among  the  nations,  the  young  and  the  old, 
those  of  various  languages,  in  generous  or  meager  conditions,  the 
learned  ones,  and  those  of  lesser  opportunity  —  thousands  have  felt 
the  presence  of  the  prophet,  and  thereby  have  known  a  transcendent 
spiritual  blessing. 

In  a  new  ward  in  a  newly  organized  stake  in  England,  an  elderly 
man  spoke  in  deep  humility  when  he  said,  "Now  the  yearnings  of 
my  life  seem  to  have  been  fulfilled,  for  I  have  stood  in  the  presence 


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of  a  Prophet.     I  have  heard  his  voice,  and  I  have  looked  upon  his 
face." 

A  young  child,  standing  near  the  Tabernacle  door  at  conference 
time,  looked  from  his  small  stature  to  the  tall  height  of  President 
McKay  and  reached  up  his  hand,  confident  and  joyful  to  participate 
in  a  privilege  and  a  blessing. 

A  student,  learned  in  the  prophetic  teachings  of  the  Bible,  and, 
after  being  converted  to  the  Church,  an  ardent  reader  of  The  Book 
of  Mormon,  has  testified  that  when  she  was  privileged  to  meet  Presi- 
dent McKay,  personally,  she  felt  a  sense  of  joy  and  exultation  which 
still  abides  with  her,  because  she  felt  that  she  stood  in  a  siniilar 
atmosphere  of  faith  and  strength,  as  surrounded  the  prophets  of  old 
— those  who  in  former  generations  testified  of  everlasting  truth. 

Now  that  the  stakes  of  the  Church  number  nearly  four  hun- 
dred, and  the  missions  have  increased  throughout  the  world,  the  voice 
and  the  words,  and  the  presence  of  the  prophet  give  strength,  wis- 
dom, and  a  radiant  spiritual  uplifting  to  new  members  of  the  Church, 
as  well  as  to  those  who  were  born  within  its  folds.  It  is  well  that,  in 
this  time  of  world-encircling  communication,  the  message  and  the 
testimony  of  the  prophet.  President  David  0.  McKay,  have  been  tak- 
en by  television  and  by  radio  and  by  the  printed  word  even  to  those 
few  distant  places  wherein  President  McKay  has  not  traveled. 

Relief  Society  women  in  their  responsibilities  as  wives  and  home- 
makers,  as  exemplars  and  teachers  for  their  children,  and  as  leaders 
among  women,  in  all  of  these  callings  the  sisters  rejoice  in  the 
testimony  of  President  McKay.  He  has  spoken  as  the  prophet  words 
of  truth  that  shall  be  treasured  throughout  the  generations,  words 
that  have  guided  and  inspired  the  people  of  this  day,  words  that  will 
be  a  heritage  in  the  time  to  come,  for  as  the  prophet  Nephi  declared 
long  ago,  the  words  and  the  teachings  and  the  testimony  of  a  prophet 
are  for  all  people  in  all  time.  They  "shall  go  from  generation  to  gen- 
eration as  long  as  the  earth  shall  stand;  and  they  shall  go  according 
to  the  will  and  pleasure  of  God;  and  the  nations  who  shall  possess 
them  shall  be  judged  of  them  according  to  the  words  which  are  writ- 
ten" (2  Nephi  25:22). 

Among  the  many  treasured  declarations  of  President  McKay,  in 
his  testimonies  of  the  truthfulness  of  the  gospel,  words  such  as  these 
are  with  us  as  a  continuing  blessing: 

Out  of  eternity  come  the  years  and  into  eternity  they  go  .  .  .  What  then 
should  be  man's  greatest  purpose  as  he  marks  one  by  one  the  passing  years? 
It  should  be  to  cherish  those  attributes  which,  like  his  soul,  will  endure  and 
brighten  throughout  all  eternity.  Life  is  before  you;  not  an  earthly  life  alone, 
but  an  endless  life  —  a  thread  running  interminably  through  the  work  of 
eternity.  ...  I  believe  that  God  ...  is  our  Father  and  desires  the  happiness 
and  eternal  life  of  his  children.  ...  Men  may  choose  the  right  or  they  may 
choose  the  wrong;  they  may  walk  in  darkness  or  they  may  walk  in  the  light; 
and  mind  you,  God  has  not  left  his  children  without  the  light  (Secrets  of  a 
Happy  Life,  pp.  90-91,  119). 

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and 
Nursa 
Training! 
Relief  Socie 


Irene  B.  Woodford 
Member,  Adult  Committee, 
All-Church  Coordinating  Council, 
Former  Member, 
Relief  Society  General  Board 


The  wailing  cry  of  a  newborn 
babe  floated  over  the  cold  night 
air.  Before  the  appearance  of 
dawn,  nine  infants  were  bom  to 
mothers  in  exile  at  the  temporary 
camp  at  Sugar  Creek,  nine  miles 
across  the  Mississippi  River  from 
the  beloved  city  of  Nauvoo. 
Mothers  and  babes  were  as  ade- 
quately cared  for  as  possible, 
under  the  trying  circumstances  of 
bitter  cold  and  inadequate  shelter 
by  kind  and  compassionate 
sisters  acting  under  the  author- 
ization and  blessing  of  the  Priest- 
hood of  God. 

The  Prophet  Joseph  Smith  had 
called  and  set  apart  a  number  of 
women,  among  them  leaders  of 
Relief  Society,  to  go  among  the 
sick  and  afflicted  in  Nauvoo  and 
minister  to  their  wants.  Presi- 
dent Emma  Smith,  Counselor 
Elizabeth  Ann  Whitney,  Secre- 
tary Eliza  R.  Snow,  and  Treasur- 


er Elvira  A.  Cowles  were  so 
called,  as  were  Sarah  M.  Kimball, 
Mary  Fielding  Smith,  Mercy  R. 
Thompson,  Marinda  Hyde,  Mary 
Ann  Hyde  and  others.  These 
sisters  and  those  called  and  set 
apart  later  by  President  Brig- 
ham  Young  and  other  General 
Authorities,  ministered  as  mid- 
wives  and  nurses  in  the  camps  of 
Israel  as  the  saints  trekked  west- 
ward across  the  plains.  The  need 
was  great  for  women  with  faith, 
aptitude,  and  the  necessary  skills 
to  perform  these  services  during 
the  memorable  exodus  of  modern 
Israel,  for  "mothers  gave  birth  to 
offspring  under  almost  every  va- 
riety of  circumstance  imaginable, 
except  those  to  which  they  had 
been  accustomed;  some  in  tents, 
others  in  wagons  —  in  rain- 
storms and  in  snow-storms." 

For  many  years  after  the  saints 
arrived  in  the  Valley  of  the  Great 


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Salt  Lake  the  responsibility  and 
burden  of  delivering  babies  and 
caring  for  the  sick  rested  primar- 
ily on  the  women  of  the  Church, 
and  Relief  Society  was  at  times 
sorely  taxed  to  meet  the  urgent 
demands  for  nurses  and  mid- 
wives.  One  of  the  most  loved  and 
needed  inhabitants  of  the  far- 
flung  and  scattered  Mormon  set- 
tlements was  the  practical  nurse 
and  midwife  who,  at  all  hours  of 
the  day  or  night  and  in  every 
kind  of  weather,  responded  will- 
ingly and  cheerfully  to  a  call  for 
help.  "Go  get  Sarah"  would  be 
the  cry  —  or  ''Jane,"  "Ann,"  or 
"Maggie."  Whoever  she  was  and 
wherever  she  lived,  at  a  moment's 
notice  the  dependable  and  devot- 
ed midwife  and  nurse  would  has- 
ten to  the  one  in  need  of  her  help. 
Often  the  only  "doctor"  for  miles 
around,  these  faithful  women, 
many  of  them  Relief  Society  pres- 
idents or  their  counselors,  trav- 
eled endless  lonely  miles  on  foot, 
or  horseback,  by  buggy,  wagon,  or 
sleigh  through  the  deep  snows  of 
winter  and  the  rain  and  mud  of 
early  spring,  to  bring  babies  into 
the  world,  set  broken  bones,  cool 
fevered  brows,  and  perform  other 
healing  services.  Nor  were  the 
travels  of  these  women  without 
personal  danger  to  them,  for  there 
were  rivers  to  ford,  blizzards  to 
face,  and  the  ever-present  danger 
of  a  horse,  racing  over  the  rough 
countryside,  losing  its  footing  in 
the  darkness  of  night.  One  mid- 
wife was  "lost  in  a  blizzard  over- 
night," and  on  another  merciful 
errand  was  "nearly  drowned  while 
fording  a  stream  in  high  water 
time." 

Some  of  these  early  midwives  and 
nurses  had  received  training  un- 


der eminent  physicians  and  in  the 
midwife  schools  and  hospitals  of 
their  native  lands.  Others  attend- 
ed nurse  classes  in  Salt  Lake 
City,  for  the  need  of  trained 
women  nurses  was  recognized 
shortly  after  the  saints  arrived  in 
the  Salt  Lake  Valley.  As  early 
as  1849,  Dr.  Willard  Richards, 
Counselor  to  President  Brigham 
Young,  commenced  a  nurse  class 
for  women  that  included  among 
its  members  Zina  D.  H.  Young 
and  Emmeline  B.  Wells,  both 
later  General  Presidents  of  Re- 
lief Society.  Practical  instruction 
was  given  in  midwifery,  care  of 
children,  children's  diseases,  etc. 
When  Dr.  Richards  was  absent, 
his  wife  Susannah  Richards,  a 
graduate  nurse  from  her  native 
England,  taught  the  classes. 

Following  the  death  of  Dr. 
Willard  Richards,  the  following 
notice  by  Dr.  William  France, 
Surgeon,  appeared  in  the  April 
18,  1855,  Deseret  News: 

By  Desire  of  the  late  President  Wil- 
lard Richards,  and  urged  thereto  by 
repeated  solicitations  from  many  of 
the  Sisters;  it  is  my  intention  on  or 
about  the  1st  of  May,  to  open  classes 
for  instruction  on  The  Principles  of 
Midwifery  and  the  Management  of 
Women  and  Children. 

The  Course  of  study  will  comprise 
two  distinct  Series  of  lectures.  One 
designed  especially  for  the  benefit  of 
the  Matrons  practicing  Midwifery. 
The  other  (of  more  general  applica- 
tion) addressed  to  "Mothers  in  Israel" 
concerning  the  management  of  Women 
during  Pregnancy,  Lying-in  and  Nurs- 
ing; and  also  the  treatment  of  In- 
fants and  young  Children  .... 

Classes  in  obstetrics  and  nurs- 
ing continued  to  be  taught  by 
private  physicians,  and  women 
who  could,  took  advantage  of  the 
opportunity  thus  provided  them. 


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Blessed  and  set  apart  by  the  Pre- 
siding Authorities  of  the  Church 
and  acting  under  this  authority 
and  blessing,  they  performed  a 
marvelous  work,  some  of  them  de- 
livering from  3,000  to  4,000 
babies.  As  President  Brigham 
Young  blessed  one  midwife  he 
promised  her  that  if  she  would 
"trust  in  the  Lord  for  help  and 
guidance  and  not  resort  to  drugs 
and  patent  medicine  she  would 
always  be  successful."  This 
promise  was  fulfilled,  for  in  her 
forty  years  of  practice  she  never 
lost  a  mother  and  she  lost  very 
few  babies.  Another  midwife 
stated,  "I  spent  fifty  years  in  the 
service.  I  confined  hundreds  of 
women  and  I  did  not  lose  a  case." 

The  medical  equipment  of 
these  early  midwives  and  nurses 
often  consisted  solely  of  poultices, 
plasters,  and  medicinal  herbs. 
The  pay  received  for  their  service 
was  meager  —  from  three  to  five 
dollars  for  each  birth  and  care 
of  the  mother  and  baby  for  nine 
days.  This  payment  was  often 
made  in  produce  —  a  little  pig, 
two  chickens,  eggs,  butter,  wheat, 
beans,  garden  vegetables,  or  a  few 
berries.  Many  times  duties  were 
performed  without  remuneration. 

As  the  migration  to  Utah  in- 
creased and  the  settlements  ex- 
panded, the  hazards  of  childbirth 
became  a  pressing  problem,  and 
the  need  for  women  trained  in 
midwifery  became  increasingly 
acute,  for  there  were  many  settle- 
ments without  any  medical  aid. 
Keenly  aware  of  this  need  and 
earnestly  desiring  to  maintain  a 
low  mortality  rate  among  moth- 
ers and  infants,  the  Church  and 
Relief  Society  leaders  began 
strenuously  to  promote  the  train- 
ing of  women   in  medicine   and 


obstetrics.  In  1872  Sister  Eliza 
R.  Snow  canvassed  for  students 
in  Salt  Lake  City  "in  view  of 
opening  a  school  of  medicine  and 
surgery  for  the  instruction  of 
females;  that  those  possessed  of 
nerve,  energy  and  ambition  for 
such  a  laudable  life,  might  have 
opportunity  for  qualifying  them- 
selves." 

On  July  15,  1873,  President 
Brigham  Young  requested  Relief 
Society  presidents  throughout  the 
Church  to  appoint  three  women 
from  each  ward  in  the  city  and 
one  from  each  settlement  to 
study  hygiene,  nursing,  and  mid- 
wifery. The  bishops  were  in- 
structed that,  if  necessary,  the 
students  be  supported  by  the 
ward  during  the  term  of  study. 
In  speaking  at  a  Relief  Society 
meeting  in  Ogden,  Eliza  R.  Snow 
referred  to  this  request  by  Presi- 
dent Young: 

.  .  .  President  Young  is  requiring  the 
sisters  to  get  students  of  Medicine.  .  .  . 
Are  there  here,  now,  any  sisters  who 
have  ambition  enough,  and  who  realize 
the  necessity  of  it,  for  Zion's  sake,  to 
take  up  this  study.  There  are  some 
who  are  naturally  inclined  to  be  nurs- 
es; and  such  ones  would  do  well  to 
study  Medicine,  if  they  are  inclined  to 
do  so.  If  they  cannot  meet  their  own 
expenses,  we  have  means  of  doing 
so.  .  .  .  Those  who  go  through  this 
course  should  be  young  women.  We 
have,  in  Salt  Lake  City,  a  Mrs.  Barker, 
who  proposes  to  teach.  .  .  . 

Then,  another  class  of  women  is 
wanted  more  advanced  in  age,  who  are 
natural  nurses,  and  would  be  willing 
to  study  obstetrics;  this  lady  is  going 
to  give  a  series  of  lectures  for  their 
benefit.  .  .  . 

We  have  to  get  up  these  classes  and 
attend  to  all  these  things.  (Woman's 
Exponent,  September  15,  1873) . 

The   school   of   obstetrics   was 


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opened  in  September  of  1873  and 
taught  by  Mrs.  Mary  Barker,  by 
Seymour  B.  Young,  private  phys- 
ician to  President  Brigham 
Young,  and,  for  a  time,  by  Zina 
D.  H.  Young,  third  General  Presi- 
dent of  Relief  Society,  who  prac- 
ticed obstetrics  for  many  years 
"and  was  always  ready  to  exer- 
cise her  faith  and  lend  her  out- 
standing abilities  as  a  nurse." 
Many  women  came  from  the  dif- 
ferent settlements  to  attend  this 
school. 

To  alleviate  further  the  urgent 
need  for  medical  help.  President 
Brigham  Young  called  women 
who  had  special  qualifications  and 
aptitudes  to  go  East  and  study 
medicine.  Upon  their  return  they 
were  to  spend  some  time  teach- 
ing others  in  the  frontier  com- 
munities. Sister  Romania  Pratt 
Penrose,  the  first  to  go,  obtained 
her  medical  degree  in  1877.  Upon 
her  return  she  gave  free  lectures 


to  the  medical  class,  replacing 
Sister  Young.  Private  classes  in 
nursing  and  obstetrics  were  given 
by  Latter-day  Saint  women 
physicians  over  a  period  of  fifty 
years,  principally  by  Dr.  Penrose, 
Dr.  Ellis  R.  Shipp,  and  Dr.  Mar- 
garet Curtis  Shipp  Roberts,  all 
Relief  Society  women,  the  first 
two  being  members  of  the  Relief 
Society  General  Board.  Dr.  Ellis 
Shipp  traveled  extensively  from 
Canada  to  Mexico  visiting  iso- 
lated communities  and  imparting 
of  her  knowledge,  as  did  also  Dr. 
Margaret  Shipp  Roberts. 

In  1893,  Relief  Society  General 
President  Zina  D.  H.  Young  ac- 
companied President  Wilford 
Woodruff  to  Idaho  to  canvass  the 
wards  and  stakes  in  the  Upper 
Snake  River  Valley  and  invite 
women  to  attend  a  School  of 
Medicine  to  be  conducted  in  Salt 
Lake  City  by  Dr.  Margaret  Cur- 
tis   Shipp    Roberts.       President 


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Woodruff  emphasized  "that  only 
women  of  courage,  determination 
and  abundant  energy  need  apply, 
for  they  must  be  willing  to  endure 
hard  work,  long  hours,  and  have 
the  strength  to  battle  the  ele- 
ments in  their  travels  to  the 
homes  of  those  who  needed  aid." 
It  was  hoped  that  three  women 
from  each  ward  would  be  able  to 
attend  this  school. 

On  May  14,  1898,  a  special 
meeting  of  Relief  Society  presi- 
dents of  the  Salt  Lake  Stake  was 
called  to  consider  the  organiza- 
tion of  a  Relief  Society  Nurse 
Training  School.  Stake  Relief 
Society  President  Mary  Isabella 
Home  told  the  sisters  assembled 
that  the  proposed  class  had  the 
approbation  and  blessing  of  the 
First  Presidency  and  of  the 
presidency  of  the  Salt  Lake 
Stake.  It  was  suggested  that  the 
Relief  Society  presidents  select 
four  students  from  each  ward, 
ranging  in  ages  from  eighteen  to 
forty.  The  course  would  take 
from  six  to  eight  months  and 
those  who  took  it  would  be  ex- 
pected to  devote  some  of  their 
time  to  nursing  the  poor,  when 
sick,  in  their  respective  wards. 

Relief  Society  General  Presi- 
dent Zina  D.  H.  Young  and  her 
counselor  Bathsheba  W.  Smith 
were  present  at  this  meeting. 
President  Young  "heartily  en- 
dorsed the  movement  looking  to 
the  betterment  of  the  poor  and 
the  suffering."  Bathsheba  W. 
Smith  said,  "  I  hope  the  sisters  will 
rally  to  the  call  and  be  a  ray  of 
sunshine  in  the  home  of  the  sick, 
good  nursing  will  be  sought  for 
and  I  pray  God's  blessings  on  the 
class."  Dr.  Roberts,  who  was  to 
teach   the   class   free   of   charge. 


said  she  believed  the  day  would 
come  "when  you  will  be  proud  to 
wear  the  cap  and  apron  of  the 
Relief  Society  corps  of  nurses." 
Relief  Society  presidents  of  eight- 
een city  wards  and  five  county 
wards  heartily  endorsed  the 
movement  and  promised  aid  and 
support  in  the  matter. 

This  Relief  Society  Nurse 
School,  which  was  placed  under 
the  direction  of  the  General 
Board  of  Relief  Society  on  Sep- 
tember 13,  1902,  was  conducted 
until  1920,  a  period  of  over  twen- 
ty-one years.  A  report  on  the 
progress  of  the  work  was  given  in 
the  Woman's  Exponent  of  March 
1903.  It  stated  that  the  Nurse 
Class 

.  .  .  has  been  doing  good  work  and 
the  ladies  are  making  excellent  pro- 
gress in  their  studies  ....  It  is  of 
great  satisfaction  to  the  general  of- 
ficers of  the  Relief  Society  to  know 
that  such  favorable  advancement  is 
being  made  because  the  first  duty  of 
the  society  is  to  care  for  the  poor, 
the  needy  and  unfortunate,  and^  in 
order  to  be  equipped  for  this  work 
there  is  need  of  competent  nurses,  not 
only  in  large  cities,  but  in  country 
places,  and  almost  more  in  new  col 
onies. 

In  this  class  of  1903  there  were 
eighty-seven  students  from  twen- 
ty-six stakes  in  Utah,  Idaho,  Ari- 
zona, Wyoming,  New  Mexico,  and 
Oregon. 

The  Relief  Society  Nurse 
Classes  were  conducted  annually 
on  an  eight-month  basis  for  stu- 
dents ranging  in  ages  from 
eighteen  to  forty-five.  One  stipu- 
lation in  the  contract  was  that 
the  students  devote  a  specified 
number  of  days  to  charity  nurs- 
ing, under  the  direction  of  Relief 
Society,  during  the  first  year  af- 
ter their  graduation. 


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Besides  providing  nursing  serv- 
ice for  those  unable  to  pay,  it  was 
the  purpose  of  the  Nurse  School 
to  make  provision  for  nursing 
service  in  those  areas  of  the 
Church  which  were  without  such 
service,  and  also  to  provide  in- 
expensive nursing  service  for  Lat- 
ter-day Saint  families  who  could 
not  pay  the  higher  cost  of  a 
registered  nurse. 

In  line  with  changing  condi- 
tions, the  Relief  Society  Nurse 
Class  was  superseded  in  1920  by 
a  one-year  course  for  Relief  So- 
ciety Nurse  Aids  at  the  Latter- 
day  Saint  Hospital  in  Salt  Lake 
City,  the  students  being  recruited 
by  Relief  Society.  The  course 
combined  theoretical  instruction 
with  practical  experience  in  bed- 
side nursing  under  supervision, 
and  was  similar  to  practical  nurse 
courses  offered  today.  Forty-six 
nurse  aids  were  graduated  during 
the  four-year  period  that  the 
course  was  offered.  Relief  Society 
thus,  so  far  as  is  known,  became 
the  first  organized  body  in  the 
country  to  put  the  practical 
nurse  school  idea  into  effect. 

In  addition  to  the  many  years 
of  nursing  service  and  training  of 
nurses  by  Relief  Society,  this  or- 
ganization also,  over  a  period  of 
3^ears,  gave  monetary  help  in  the 
form  of  loans  to  assist  a  number 
of  student  nurses. 

Today,  as  in  the  past,  the  care 
of  the  sick  is  a  vital  and  funda- 
mental part  of  the  work  of  Relief 
Society,  and  many  hours  are  de- 
voted to  this  service  by  its  mem- 
bers. In  1963,  under  the  direc- 
tion of  Relief  Society,  there  were 
32,666  eight-hour  days  of  bed- 
side care  given  to  the  sick,  and 
almost  400,000   additional   visits 


made  to  those  who  were  sick  and 
homebound. 

Although  Relief  Society  no 
longer  sponsors  nurse  training 
courses  as  it  did  over  a  period  of 
almost  fifty  years,  it  continues  to 
support  nurse  training  programs. 
It  encourages  women  who  are  in- 
terested in  going  into  professional 
training  to  consider  the  programs 
offered  in  the  College  of  Nursing 
of  many  universities.  The  Brig- 
ham  Young  University  offers  the 
four-year  baccalaureate  program, 
the  three-year  hospital  diploma 
program,  and,  commencing  in  Oc- 
tober of  1964,  a  unique  two-year 
associate  degree  program  which 
will  qualify  its  graduates  to  work 
in  staff  nurse  positions  in  hos- 
pitals and  clinics.  The  graduates 
of  this  new  program,  if  they  so 
desire,  may  take  the  examination 
for  licensure  as  registered  nurses. 

Relief  Society  encourages  wom- 
en interested  in  semi-professional 
work  to  attend  a  vocational 
school  for  training  as  practical 
nurses.  It  also  encourages  moth- 
ers in  many  areas  of  the  Church 
to  take  Red  Cross  home  nursing 
courses.  In  recent  years,  as  in 
the  past,  through  its  stake  and 
ward  organizations.  Relief  So- 
ciety has  recruited  women  to  at- 
tend nurse  training  courses  and 
has  promoted  nurse  training 
through  Relief  Society  conven- 
tions and  quarterly  conferences. 
Relief  Society  also  compiles  an- 
nually in  the  wards  and  stakes 
throughout  the  Church  lists  of 
registered  nurses,  licensed  prac- 
tical nurses,  experienced  practical 
nurses,  and  nurse  aids.  An  inter- 
esting example  of  the  value  of 
this  information  in  time  of  dis- 
aster or  national  emergency 
came  to  us  from  Australia.     Re- 


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lief  Society  President  Mavis 
Cutts  of  the  Melbourne  Stake  re- 
ported in  1962: 

Recently  we  had  shocking  brush 
fires  which  encircled  our  city,  and  a 
national  emergency  was  declared.  Af- 
ter the  fires  had  been  raging  for  two 
days,  the  Red  Cross  society  found  that 
we  keep  a  list  of  nursing  sisters,  and 
we  were  thrilled  to  be  able  to  send 
some  of  our  wonderful  sisters  to  the 
rescue  at  very  short  notice.  The  Re- 
lief Society  organization  is  truly 
wonderful,  and  I  sometimes  feel  that 
we  could  say  that  we  are  prepared 
for  any  emergency.  {The  Relief  So- 
ciety Magazine,  April  1962,  page  314) . 

President  Spafford  has  person- 
ally made  many  contributions  to 
nursing  through  her  service  as 
vice-president  of  the  National  As- 


sociation for  Practical  Nurse  Ed- 
ucation and  Service,  and  as  a 
member  of  the  board  of  directors 
of  this  organization.  She  formerly 
served  as  chairman  of  the  edi- 
torial committee  for  the  Practical 
Nursing  magazine. 

The  need  for  more  trained 
nurses  is  expressed  by  President 
Spafford  in  these  words: 

Vast  new  demands  are  daily  being 
placed  upon  our  nursing  resources. 
Expanding  health  services  of  all  kinds, 
the  steadily  increasing  number  of  hos- 
pitals (our  own  Church  operates  six- 
teen), the  growing  number  of  nursing 
homes  for  the  aging,  the  steady  growth 
of  many  of  our  communities  with  their 
increasing  public  health  and  other 
nursing  needs,  all  demand  that  more 
women  be  trained  for  this  essential 
profession. 


m;  ^: 


As  the  two  leaders  left  Lon's 
cabin  to  send  for  the  Indian  pony 
he  would  ride,  Lon  walked  to  the 
curtain  and  pushed  it  aside.  Se- 
lena lay  on  the  bed,  her  back  to- 
ward her  husband. 

"You  heard,  Selena?^' 

"Yes." 

"I  have  to  go,  Selena." 

"So  it  seems." 

She  lay  without  moving,  refus- 
ing to  face  him.  For  a  long  mo- 
ment Lon  waited. 

"Selena " 

She  turned  slowly.  Lon  bent 
low  over  the  bed,  but  the  look  in 
her  dark  eyes  stopped  him,  caus- 
ing him  to  draw  back,  as  it  had 
done  so  many  times.  He  straight- 
ened. 

"Goodbye,  Selena." 

"Goodbye,  Lon." 

He  picked  up  his  hat  and 
gloves  and  turned  toward  the 
door.  She  reached  out  a  hand, 
then  drew  it  back  quickly.     Lon 


Your 

Heart 

to 

Under 

standing 

Hazel  M.  Thomson 
Chapter  8  (Conclusion) 


did  not  see  her  as  he  went  out, 
closing  the  door  behind  him. 

Riding  alongside  of  the  Indian 
throughout  the  long  night,  Lon 
gained  increased  respect  for  him. 
He  could  sense  the  Indian's  great 
reluctance  to  do  this  thing  to  one 
who  had  long  been  his  friend, 
who  but  for  injustices  which  Gar- 
ra  felt  his  people  had  suffered  at 
the  hands  of  the  whites,  would 
stili  be  a  friend  to  Juan  Antonio. 
Lon  felt  that  night  that  he  was 
seeing  real  courage  for  the  first 
time  in  his  life,  although  the  In- 
dian spoke  little  of  his  own  feel- 
ings. 

"Garra  and  I  were  true  friends, 
once.    Now  he  knows  only  hate." 

Lon  did  not  ask  questions,  al- 
lowing Juan  Antonio  to  stop  or 
continue  as  he  chose. 

"Garra  saved  my  life,  long  ago. 
I  tell  him  I  give  him  anything  he 
asks.  My  colt.  My  white  colt. 
That  was  what  he  ask.     I  give 


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Garra  my  colt.  He  still  rides  it." 
Lon  heard  the  note  of  pride  in 
the  Indian's  voice. 

"I've  heard  of  the  white  horse 
Garra  rides,"  said  Lon.  "The  men 
claim  there  isn't  a  horse  in  all 
California  that  could  catch  it." 

"This  is  true,"  answered  Juan. 
"We  catch  Garra,  but  not  in  a 
fair  race." 

At  the  ranch  Weaver  welcomed 
them  and  stayed  only  long 
enough  to  pack  supplies  before 
taking  his  family  and  ranch 
hands  to  a  place  of  hiding  in 
the  opposite  direction  from  the 
road  Garra  would  use. 

After  Juan's  braves  arrived 
the  hours  dragged  by  slowly. 
Some  of  the  Indians  slept,  but 
Juan  had  no  feel  for  sleep.  Neith- 
er did  Lon. 

His  thoughts  turned  to  Selena. 
If  she  had  only  made  some  little 
protest  at  his  leaving.  But  she 
had  watched  him  go,  he  felt,  as 
calmly  as  though  he  were  going 
to  the  spring  for  a  bucket  of  wa- 
ter. Discouragement  closed  in 
heavily  upon  him.  Perhaps  this 
thing  he  had  hoped  to  accom- 
plish, to  one  day  win  Selena's 
love,  was  after  all  impossible. 

It  must  have  been  past  mid- 
night when  Garra  and  his  men 
appeared.  The  firelight  cast  a 
glow  on  the  copper  faces  of  the 
waiting  braves.  They  were 
awake  instantly  as  Juan  Antonio 
stepped  to  the  door  and  called  a 
greeting  to  Garra  in  his  own 
tongue. 

Garra  entered  alone,  leaving 
his  men  still  mounted  on  their 
horses  in  the  moonlight.  Juan 
Antonio  moved  swiftly,  closing 
the  door  behind  Garra. 

"So  you  join  us,  Juan,"  Garra 
said.    "The  white  men  leave.  We 


have  things  to  ourselves.  When 
they  come  back,  no  house,  we 
bum  all  up."  Garra  looked  at  the 
circle  of  braves  before  him.  And 
then  he  saw  Lon. 

"A  white?"  he  cried.  "Is  he 
against  his  own?"  He  whirled  to- 
ward Juan,  as  he  saw  the  row  of 
guns  raised  toward  him.  Juan 
Antonio  moved  swiftly,  removing 
Garra's  own  weapons,  both  gun 
and  knife. 

"No,  Garra.  He  is  not  against 
his  own,"  Juan  answered.  "Nor 
do  I  kill  the  white  men.  And  you 
do  not  kill  any  more  of  them, 
Garra.  We  are  holding  you  for 
General  Bean." 

Garra  turned  one  way  and  then 
another,  his  eyes  wild  with  fright. 

"My  braves!  I  command!  They 
burn  house  now!'* 

Juan  Antonio  turned  Garra's 
own  gun  against  the  chief. 

"Tell  them  to  go  back  to  your 
camp,  Garra.  Tell  them  you  stay 
for  the  night." 

Garra  looked  at  the  circle  of 
guns  confronting  him.  Through 
the  open  window  he  spoke  a  few 
words,  repeating  them  sharply. 
His  braves  hesitated  for  a  mo- 
ment, then  turned  their  horses 
and  galloped  back  along  the  way 
they  had  come. 

Juan,  himself,  rode  Garra*s 
white  horse  back  to  San  Bernar- 
dino. The  black  tail  and  black 
markings  on  the  animal's  head 
made  it  the  most  startlingly  beau- 
tiful horse  Lon  had  ever  seen.  He 
was  more  than  a  little  surprised, 
as  they  drew  near  the  fort,  to 
have  Juan  jump  lightly  to  the 
ground  and  hand  the  horse's 
reins  to  him. 

"You  keep  Cajon,"  he  said, 
taking  his  own  horse  from  one  of 


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his  men.     '*I  leave  him  here  with 
you." 

Lon  looked  at  the  magnificent 
animal,  speed  marking  every  line 
of  the  horse's  body. 

"But  the  horse  is  yours,  Juan 
Antonio,"  protested  Lon.  "I  can- 
not keep  him." 

Juan  shook  his  head  sadly. 
"This  day  will  be  very  hard  to 
forget.  The  horse  would  only 
make  it  more  hard.  I  do  not  want 
to  take  Cajon  back  to  San  Timo- 
teo." 

Juan  placed  an  arm  under  the 
horse's  neck,  patting  the  animal 
briefly.  Then  he  mounted  his 
own,  raised  his  arm  in  farewell, 
and  rode  swiftly  away  at  the 
head  of  his  braves  toward  San 
Timoteo  Canyon. 

Lon  led  the  horse  toward  his 
room  in  the  fort.  Selena  was 
cooking  something  in  a  large  ket- 
tle over  an  open  fire.  Lon  came 
near. 

"I'm  back,  Selena." 

"I  am  glad,  Lon."  Her  voice 
stirred»^him;  he  felt  she  meant  it. 

They  sat  together  on  a  large 
log.  As  she  watched  over  the 
cooking  food  he  told  her  of  the 
days  since  he  had  been  gone. 

"So  that  is  where  you  got  the 
horse,"  she  said,  her  eyes  on  the 
fire. 

"Yes,  Selena.  Cajon  is  the  fin- 
est horse  I  have  ever  seen.  I 
would  like  to  give  him  to  you." 

"Give  him  to  me?" 

"Would  you  take  the  horse,  Se- 
lena? He's  fine  to  ride." 

Selena  withdrew  her  hand 
quickly,  and  walked  away  in  si- 
lence. 

It  seemed  now  to  Selena  to 
have  been  a  terrific  waste  of  la- 
bor and  materials  in  construct- 


ing the  fort,  rather  than  homes. 

"We  could  be  in  our  own  home 
now,"  she  complained  to  Belle, 
"rather  than  the  whole  camp 
crowded  in  here  in  the  fort." 

"But  Josiah  says  we  would 
have  had  an  attack,  Selena,  if  the 
fort  hadn't  been  here  to  discour- 
age the  Indians  from  trying  any- 
thing." 

Then,  at  long  last,  using  the 
finest  woods  just  as  he  had  prom- 
ised, Lon  finished  Selena's  home. 
They  planted  fruit  trees  and 
flowers  and  Selena,  in  her  child- 
less state,  lavished  care  and  at- 
tention upon  them.  People  be- 
gan coming  to  her  for  a  start  of 
daisies  or  asters  or  for  grape  cut- 
tings, and  her  gardens  were  the 
pride  of  all  San  Bernardino. 

"If  she  could  only  have  a  baby 
to  love,"  Belle  said  on  more  than 
one  occasion. 

This,  of  course  was  Lon's 
greatest  hope.  "I  think  it  would 
help,"  he  had  said.  "She  really 
wants  one.  Belle.  I  know  that, 
and  I've  always  felt  that  it  might 
help  to  unlock  all  that  she  keeps 
stored  up  so  tightly  inside  of 
her." 

The  night  Juan  Antonio's  wife 
gave  birth  to  a  daughter,  the  In- 
dian came  for  Lon.  The  squaw 
was  dangerously  ill,  and  Juan,  as 
had  other  Indians  with  sickness 
in  their  families,  came  for  the 
Mormons. 

Lon  listened  as  Juan  explained 
that  this  was  their  third  baby. 
The  other  two  had  died. 

"You  come,"  he  said.  "Pray 
over  my  squaw.  It  will  be  all 
right." 

"I  will  be  there  as  soon  as  I 
can  get  Josiah,"  said  Lon.  With 
humility  at  the  Indian's  faith  in 


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the  Mormon  God  being  certain 
to  answer  prayer,  Lon  watched 
Juan  Antonio  mount  his  horse 
and  ride  swiftly  back  toward  the 
canyon. 

Selena,  knitting  nearby,  had 
surely  heard,  but  she  gave  no  in- 
dication. 

"Would  you  come,  Selena?" 
Lon  asked. 

Selena  shuddered.  "I'll  go  and 
stay  with  the  baby  and  Belle  can 
go,"  she  said,  hurrying  away 
from  the  disappointment  she  read 
in  Lon's  eyes. 

From  that  night  on,  anything 
that  Juan  Antonio  would  ever 
have  could  be  Lon's  jw^t  for  the 
asking.  He  insisted  that  Lon 
find  him  a  name  for  the  child  in 
his  Indian  Book. 

"Not  many  squaw  names  in 
the  Book,"  Lon  answered.  "Most- 
ly braves.     Laman,  Lemuel.  .  .  ." 

"Bad  men,"  interrupted  Juan. 
"I  do  not  name  my  little  squaw 
bad  name." 

"Well."  said  Lon,  "there  is 
Samuel." 

"Samuel,  the  Lamanite.  I  re- 
member," Juan  said.  He  rolled 
the  words  on  his  tongue,  liking 
the  feel  of  them.  "That  is  good. 
I  call  the  baby  girl  Sam." 

Lon  smiled,  but  Juan  saw  noth- 
ing humorous  in  the  decision. 

It  was  well  into  the  springtime 
of  1857  when  Juan  Antonio  came 
again  to  Lon  asking  for  help. 
Smallpox  had  struck  the  small 
band  of  Indians  in  San  Timoteo 
Canyon.  Juan's  squaw  was  dead. 

"I  bring  Sam  to  you,"  the  In- 
dian said,  as  Lon  looked  past  him 
to  where  the  child  sat,  still  on 
the  Indian  pony. 

"We'll  take  good  care  of  Sam," 
Lon  said.     "If  she  gets  the  sick- 


ness we'll  use  all  the  white-main 
medicine  we  have." 

Easy  enough  for  him  to  say, 
Selena  thought  bitterly.  For  sev- 
eral days  she  refused  even  to 
speak  to  Lon,  beyond  the  barest 
necessities. 

"The  nerve  of  that  Indian!" 
she  cried  at  him.  "Bringing  that 
child  here  when  she  may  come 
down  with  the  smallpox  any  day 
herself." 

"Juan  knows  we  have  the 
scar,  Selena.  I  have  told  him 
about  it,  that  it  means  we  will 
not  take  the  disease.  He  is  only 
trying  to  help  a  little  child.  Don't 
think  it  was  easy  for  him  to  leave 
her  here." 

Selena  was  silent,  thinking 
over  what  Lon  had  said.  But  the 
days  dragged  by.  She  could  not 
even  take  the  child  to  visit  Belle 
now,  lest  her  son  become  ex- 
posed to  the  dreaded  disease. 

Then  one  evening  Lon  came 
home  to  find  Sam  playing  happily 
with  a  rag  doll  Selena  had  made. 
There  was  a  gay,  red  ribbon  en- 
twined in  the  jet  braids. 

When  the  Sabbath  came  Lon 
insisted  that  Selena  go  to  meet- 
ing with  Belle  and  Josiah  while 
he  stayed  with  the  child. 

"The  baby  is  feverish  with  cut- 
ting teeth,"  Belle  said.  "You  and 
Josiah  go  on  without  me." 

In  the  wagon  Josiah  was  strange- 
ly silent  and  seemed  ill  at 
ease.  Selena  attributed  it  to  the 
unusualness  of  the  situation.  She 
and  Josiah  seldom  went  any- 
where without  either  Belle  or  Lon 
with  them.  Then,  holding  the 
lines  tight  and  looking  straight 
ahead,  Josiah  cleared  his  throat. 
"I've  been  meaning  to  talk  to 
you,  Selena.     I  know  you  don't 


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want  to  hear  a  sermon.  You'll 
probably  hear  four  or  five  before 
we  get  back  so  I'll  be  short. 

"I  watched  you  eating  your 
heart  out  for  a  man  who  wasn't 
worth  a  tear.  He  was  a  crook,  Se- 
lena. Belle  knows  it,  but  I  was 
never  supposed  to  say  anything. 
Then  I  kept  still  about  Alfred 
Quale.  Belle  said  the  decision 
was  yours,  but  we  were  all-fired 
glad  when  he  cleared  out  after  he 
found  gold  so  much  more  tempt- 
ing than  God.  Now,  seems  to  me, 
for  a  man  who  had  no  part  in 
causing  any  of  this,  that  Lon  has 
had  about  enough  mistreatment." 

That  was  all.  Josiah  had  fin- 
ished and  he  did  not  labor  the 
issue,  but  his  words  troubled  her 
deeply.  Supposing,  she  asked 
herself,  that  her  years  of  unhap- 
piness  had  been  just  that,  and 
^lot  loyalty  to  a  high  and  noble 
ideal. 

It  was  not  only  Josiah's  words, 
however,  but  also  a  part  of  one 
of  the  day's  sermons,  that  was  to 
stay  with  Selena  for  weeks  to 
come.  "Apply  your  heart  to  un- 
derstanding." These  words  were 
to  stay  with  Selena  as  long  as  she 
lived. 

Perhaps,  she  told  herself,  she 
not  only  had  been  making  it  dif- 
ficult for  everyone  around  her, 
but  had  been  failing  to  live  an 
important  part  of  the  gospel's 
teaching  in  regard  to  her  fellow 
men.  The  short  time  she  had 
cared  for  Sam  in  her  home  had 
brought  to  Selena  the  greatest 
satisfaction  she  had  ever  known. 
She  found  herself  wishing  Josiah 
would  drive  faster  on  the  way 
home. 

Lon  met  her  at  the  door. 
"It's  Sam,"  he  said.  "I  guess 


she's  getting  the  smallpox." 

Selena's  heart  pounded  as  she 
looked  at  the  ugly  spots  appear- 
ing on  the  dark  skin.  The  black 
eyes  were  bright  with  fever. 

The  days  and  nights  that  fol- 
lowed were  a  nightmare  to  Sele- 
na, but  they  brought  her  closer 
to  Lon  than  she  had  ever  been. 
During  one  of  the  worst  eve- 
nings, when  the  child  had  passed 
to  unconsciousness,  Josiah  came 
to  aid  Lon  in  administering 
to  her.  For  the  first  time  in  Jo- 
siah's experience  he  saw  Selena 
in  Lon's  arms  as  though  she  real- 
ly wanted  to  be  there. 

"Oh,  Lon,"  she  sobbed,  "ask 
God  that  her  face  may  not  be 
scarred." 

Josiah  listened  intently  to  the 
words  as  they  came  from  Lon's 
lips,  and  he  was  impressed  that 
Lon  was  praying,  not  only  for 
the  sick  child  before  them,  but 
also  that  old  scars  of  long  stand- 
ing might  be  healed. 

From  that  night  the  child's  re- 
covery was  swift,  and  though  her 
body  would  always  bear  marks  of 
the  ravages  of  the  disease,  not  a 
sign  remained  to  mar  the  smooth- 
ness of  her  brown  cheeks. 

The  summer  passed  pleasantly 
for  Selena.  There  had  been  many 
rumors  throughout  the  settle- 
ment since  Brother  Lyman  and 
Brother  Rich  had  both  returned 
to  Salt  Lake  in  April,  but  it  was 
October  before  the  news  was  cer- 
tain. 

Juan  Antonio  rode  over  to  see 
Lon  as  soon  as  he  heard. 

"You  must  take  Sam  with 
you,"  her  father  said.  "She  will 
learn  to  read  the  Indian  Book. 
And  when  she  is  eight-of-age  she 
must  have  the  true  baptism." 


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Lon  gripped  his  friend's  hand, 
realizing  something  of  the  cost  to 
this  man. 

"Sam  is  over  to  Josiah's,  but 
she  will  be  back  for  dinner.  You 
will  stay?"  He  saw  the  muscles 
in  the  Indian's  face  move. 

"No.  It  is  better  not.  You 
will  do  the  baptism?" 

"I  will  do  it,  with  authority 
and  in  the  right  way." 

Still  Juan  waited,  reluctant  to 
take  his  leave.  Lon  wished  for 
something  he  might  do  in  return. 
Not  in  payment  for  Sam.  Noth- 
ing could  do  that,  but  as  a  token 
of  esteem  for  Juan  Antonio. 

Cajon!  Of  course!  Why  hadn't 
he  thought  of  the  stallion  before? 

Juan  objected  but  not  so 
strongly  now.  "My  mare  will  foal 
in  the  spring,"  Lon  said.  "Per- 
haps I'll  have  a  Cajon  of  my 
own." 

Selena  was  all  excited  over  the 
news  that  was  spreading  like 
wildfire  through  the  settlement. 

"But  why,  Lon?"  she  cried. 
"Why  are  we  going  back?  The 
crops  have  never  been  better. 
Fruit  trees  are  bearing.  Every- 
thing looks  favorable." 

"We're  being  recalled,  Selena. 
An  army  has  been  sent  toward 
the  Valley  of  the  Great  Salt  Lake, 
and  President  Young  has  sent 
word  for  everyone  to  come.  We're 
going  home." 

"Lon!"  she  cried.  "We  can't 
go!  Our  house.  ..."  The  look 
on  Lon's  face  brought  her  words 
to  a  halt.  Of  course  he  would 
go.  Nothing  in  this  world  could 
keep  Lon  Holiday  from  obeying 
counsel. 

"Yes,  of  course.  The  house." 
His  voice  was  low,  with  a  touch 
of  bitterness. 


"You  may  have  the  house,  Se- 
lena, and  our  grain  field  and  the 
cattle  we  have.  With  good  man- 
agement you'll  get  along.  The 
Mormons  again  are  in  no  posi- 
tion to  bargain.  Settlers  will  move 
in  fast.  And  there  are  some  who 
have  decided  against  returning. 
You  will  not  be  alone." 

"You  want  me  to  stay,  then, 
Lon?" 

"I  want  you  to  do  what  you 
want  to,  Selena."  Lon  was  weary 
with  the  long  years  of  disappoint- 
ment. 

"Belle  will  care  for  Sam.  You 
know,  of  course,  that  they  are 
going  back.  There  is  no  time  to 
lose  before  winter  sets  in.  Fm 
helping  load  their  wagon  to- 
night." 

Lon  picked  up  his  hat  and 
went  out,  closing  the  door  behind 
him.  So  he  was  taking  Sam  to 
Deseret!  Through  the  window 
Selena  saw  the  girl  running  to 
meet  Lon.  He  held  out  his  hand 
and  she  skipped  along  beside  him, 
keeping  up  with  his  long  stride. 

Selena  stood  in  the  middle  of 
the  floor  and  looked  around  at 
the  room.  The  air  felt  heavy 
and  oppressive.  What  was  home'? 
Where  was  it?  Nauvoo,  Winter 
Quarters,  San  Bernardino  —  or 
the  Valley  of  the  Great  Salt 
Lake?  Even  with  an  army  on  its 
way,  it  would  never  matter  again. 
Wherever  Lon  Holiday  was,  that 
would  be  home  for  Selena. 

She  ran  to  the  door  and  flung 
it  open.  Lon  and  Sam  were  al- 
most to  Belle's  door. 

"Lon!"  she  cried.  "Sam!  Wait 
for  me!  I'm  coming." 

And  the  distance  between 
them  seemed  longer  to  Selena 
than  the  trip  back  to  the  Great 
Salt  Lake. 


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Mister 

Lewis 

and  tlie 

Ravens 

Part  II 

Ilene  H.  Kingsbury 


Synopsis:  Mister  Lewis,  an  "out- 
sider," who  lives  in  the  fields  adja- 
cent to  a  pioneer  village,  has  be- 
friended a  widow  and  her  seven  chil- 
dren during  an  outbreak  of  diptheria. 
The  mother  expresses  a  fervent  wish 
that  her  children  will  care  for  Mis- 
ter Lewis  if  he  ever  needs  help. 

His  tormentor  no  longer  looked 
leeringly  about  for  applause  for 
great  or  humorous  deeds.  Instead, 
as  the  boy  shaded  his  eyes  with 
both  hands  and  became  accus- 
tomed to  the  relative  dusk  inside, 
he  saw  the  man  backing  into  a 
corner  with  the  hope  of  putting 
the  pot-bellied  stove  between 
himself  and  a  suddenly  infuriated 
giant  whose  vehement  anger  vol- 
canoed  even  before  his  chair  came 
out  of  its  tilt  and  his  heels 
touched  the  floor.  The  bellow  of 
protest  which  came  forth  through 
white  teeth  and  black  beard  so 
startled  the  cracker  barrel  hab- 
itues that  they,  too,  leveled  their 
chairs  and  forgot  to  whittle. 


It  was  incredible  the  volume 
of  words,  in  three  languages,  that 
tumbled  and  rumbled  from  the 
outraged  man.  With  cursings  used 
only  on  mules,  he  flayed  the  cow- 
ard who  teased  and  taunted  a 
sickly  boy.  In  half- Mexican,  half- 
Ute,  he  called  upon  all  heaven 
and  earth  to  destroy  this  cur  who 
had  no  heart.  After  that  he  threw 
in  a  French  word  or  two  that  were 
so  strange  to  these  emigrant  folk 
who  had  scarcely  mastered  Eng- 
lish, that  they  cringed  at  implied 
doom.  They  stepped  back  a  re- 
spectful distance,  just  to  be  out 
of  way  should  justice  be  thrown 
at  them  in  jagged,  flaming 
swords.  In  fact,  so  versatile  was 
this  man  in  expressing  his  wrath, 
that  each  person  in  the  store  was 
led  to  complete  silence  and  awe. 

A  scourge,  a  curse  bellowed 
forth  upon  the  head  of  one  who 
would  offend  a  child,  let  alone 
one  whose  life  had  recently  been 
snatched    from    a    diphtheria-fe- 


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vered  grave.  Would  that  the  wid- 
owed mother  could  strike  in  de- 
fense of  this  son  who  was  on  an 
errand  of  love.  Would  that  his 
brothers  could  hang  this  uncouth 
rascal  by  his  thumbs. 

The  tumult  and  rumble  of  vi- 
olent speech  reverberated.  The 
glass  chimneys  which  rested  in  a 
wire  cage  hung  from  the  ceiling 
shimmered  and  rattled.  The  pro- 
prietor became  anxious  for  his 
property,  if  not  for  the  life  of 
the  miscreant.  To  this  point  not 
another  word  had  been  spoken. 
Most  of  the  men  searched  for 
words  to  match  the  ones  which 
indicted  this  troublesome  fool 
slinking  in  the  corner,  but  each 
gave  up  the  fruitless  quest. 

The  boy  was  so  fascinated  that 
he  had  to  absorb  a  bit  of  it  to 
realize  this  speech  was  cast  forth 
in  his  defense.  When  that  thought 
came,  he  became  afraid  that  ac- 
tion would  follow  in  which  blood 
would  flow.  He  felt  impelled  to 
prevent  such  a  deed,  so  he  called 
out,  even  to  screaming,  "Mister 
Lewis!  Mister  Lewis!  Come  here 
to  the  door!" 

The  blasting,  thunderous  tirade 
erased  itself.  The  store  owner, 
the  bystanders,  the  offender,  all 
leaned  forward  to  see  what  would 
happen  next.  Mister  Lewis,  he 
of  the  violent  language,  swung 
himself  about  and  strode  to  the 
door.  The  boy  backed  away.  Mis- 
ter Lewis  unlocked  the  door,  then 
opened  it,  then  beckoned  the  boy 
to  come  on  in. 

With  greater  strength  than  he 
had  shown  heretofore,  the  boy 
obeyed  the  order.  He  came  for- 
ward to  the  end  of  the  counter 
and  waited.  Mister  Lewis  reached 


for  the  basket  of  eggs  and 
shoved  it  toward  the  petrified 
clerk.  No  one  moved.  A  daguer- 
reotype could  have  been  taken 
of  that  country  store  and  its  var- 
ious characters  as  they  awaited 
judgment  day. 

Mister  Lewis  considered  him- 
self well  rid  of  the  trivial,  the  in- 
consequential, the  obnoxious,  the 
ignorant.  His  very  silence  shocked 
them.  His  total  abstinence  of  in- 
vective from  that  moment  left 
an  absence  of  dignity  on  the  ma- 
nure-booted prankster. 

The  boy  reached  for  his  bas- 
ket, now  emptied  of  eggs.  In  its 
shadows  rested  a  small  brown 
paper  bag  of  '"store"  sugar.  It 
bore  a  crayon  mark  of  "I/2  lb." 
A  typical  purchase  had  been  con- 
summated. 

Silence.  No  nailed  heels  scrap- 
ing on  the  random  width  floor. 
No  hissing  on  the  pot-bellied 
stove.  No  clink  of  the  crowning 
of  kings  in  the  corner  where 
waged  the  perpetual  tournament 
of  checkers.  Silence. 

The  boy  left  the  store.  A  mir- 
acle had  happened  within  him. 
Tremors,  shyness,  the  palpitating 
after  fever,  all  were  displaced  with 
the  dignity  of  righteous  indigna- 
tion given  him  by  a  more  exper- 
ienced man.  His  next  basket  of 
eggs  would  be  carried  in  strength 
and  pride.  From  now  on  he  be- 
lieved in  boys  wanting  to  be  men. 

Mister  Lewis  also  left  the  store. 
No  leer  of  triumph,  no  parting 
blow,  no  glance  of  disdain  was 
cast  by  him.  He  ignored  the  af- 
flictor  of  little  boys.  He  did  not 
glance  at  loafers  who  enjoyed 
practical  jokes.  He  touched  the 
rim  of  his  hat  to  salute  good  day 
to  the  proprietor.  He  turned  to- 


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ward  his  fields  to  the  west  of 
town.  As  he  passed  some  willows 
growing  on  the  ditch  bank,  he 
cut  one  off  with  his  pocket  knife. 
As  he  walked  and  thought  he 
flicked  the  wood  against  his  boots. 

The  small  boy  did  not  know 
what  to  think.  He  knew  that  the 
life  of  Mister  Lewis  was  not  as 
that  of  other  men.  Nor  were  his 
words  or  ways.  No  wonder  towns- 
men thought  him  odd,  even  queer. 
The  boy  did  not  know  what  to 
do  for  a  benefactor  who  failed  to 
recognize  one  when  they  met,  or 
whose  remote  abode  did  not  in- 
vite visitors.  He  was  almost  home 
before  ,he  recalled  his  mother's 
reference  to  a  far  future  day  when 
Mister  Lewis  might  need  help. 
And  then,  she  decreed,  even  if  it 
were  in  fifty  years,  any  or  all  of 
her  seven  children  should  take 
care  of  Mister  Lewis.  The  boy 
thought  that  a  whole  lifetime  of 
looking  after  Mister  Lewis  was 
a  high  price  to  pay  for  a  few  gal- 
lons of  milk  on  the  hoof.  And 
after  the  store  episode,  what 
more  did  Hebe  now  owe  Mister 
Lewis?  It  could  be  a  burden  heav- 
ier than  one   small   boy   should 

carry. 

*     *     *     * 

Living  is  for  wandering  and 
jaunting  and  patrolling  and  strag- 
gling and  gypsying.  It  is  for  go- 
ing in  a  file  in  a  straight  course, 
and  being  whipped  into  line  by 
ideas  and  faith  and  love.  It  is 
for  traversing  a  continent,  for  re- 
visiting scenes  of  stick-horse 
days,  for  pilgrimage  and  plodding, 
for  lilting  voices  with  a  mando- 
lin in  the  hands.  Living  is  for 
toil  and  sorrow  and  second  chan- 
ces and  better  judgment.  It  is  for 
conquering    and     humility     and 


smiling,  the  eyes  saying  yes,  and 
shaking  the  head  no.  And  sticking 
by  it.  Living  is  for  finding  cab- 
bages and  kings. 

At  no  time  had  Hebe  seen  Mis- 
ter Lewis  in,  say  forty  years,  and 
his  mother's  reference  to  saying 
thank  you  grew  dim  and  was 
quite  forgotten. 

Then,  one  morning  as  Hebe 
stood  in  the  doorway  of  his  busi- 
ness establishment,  he  sighted  a 
man  slouched  in  the  shadow  of 
the  railway  station  across  the 
street. 

The  vigor  of  yesterday  had  les- 
sened a  bit;  but  the  vague,  eva- 
sive bundle  of  thoughts  was 
there  as  always,  entertaining,  ex- 
citing, and  permitting  the  man 
to  be  the  complete  hermit.  His 
eternal  habit  of  chewing  on  a 
twig  and  of  using  a  larger  stick 
or  a  cane  was  there  to  identify 
him  as  surely  as  a  thumbprint  or 
a  statistical  number. 

Hebe  thought  at  first  to  run 
across  the  street,  to  grasp  the 
man's  hand  in  a  shaking  of  fel- 
lowship. He  lurched  forward  a 
step,  then  checked  such  an  un- 
Mister-Lewis-like  impulse.  Thus, 
practiced,  adult  restraints  snag- 
ged him  before  he  got  across  the 
sidewalk.  To  cover  the  sign  of 
indecision  he  turned  and  entered 
his  hotel  (for  that  was  now  his 
sedentary,  prosperous  business). 
He  called  to  his  manager  to  come 
and  see  who  that  was  across  the 
street.  Yes,  that's  Lewis,  sure 
enough — looking  for  a  grubstake 
out  to  the  Wah  Wah  Springs  — 
thinks  he  has  a  horn  silver  claim 
that  ought  to  make  us  all  rich 
.  .  .  but  who  wants  to  gamble  on 
old  man  Lewis  .  .  .  might  never 
find  an  ounce! 

Hebe   took  a   small   notebook 


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from  his  hip  pocket  and  started  He  tore  out  the  page,  then  rip- 
to  write  in  it.  A  Hst,  it  appeared  ped  it  in  half,  up  and  down, 
to  be,  if  you  had  seen  it — on  the  which  gave  him  two  Hsts.  He 
left  side  going  down  the  margin,  handed  his  manager  the  left  por- 
one  saw:  donkey;  shovel;  pick;  tion  and  said,  "Fix  Mister  Lewis 
frying  pan;  canned  goods;  blan-  up  with  these  things,  say  by  sun- 
ket;  chamois  skin  pouch  with  down.  I  think  he  wants  to  head 
$200;  rope  long  enough  for  a  good  out  into  the  desert  to  see  what  he 
diamond  hitch.  can  find." 

On  the  right  side  he  wrote,  not         He  folded  the  right  half  of  the 

a  balancing  list,  but  more  of  a  page  and  inserted  it  in  the  back 

memorandum:  six  weeks  milk  on  flap  of  his  billfold.  As  he  turned 

the  hoof;  one  screen  door  with  a  to  greet  a  paying  guest,  he  smiled, 

gate  spring  on  it.  Biblical  birds  Across  his  eyes  could  be  seen  the 

— ravens,  mother  called  them.  look  of  a  boy  of  seven  or  eight. 


Placing  the  Relief  Society 
Magazine  in  Public  Libraries 

F  err  el  Christensen 

I  recently  returned  from  laboring  in  the  Northern  States  Mission. 
While  there,  one  of  the  things  that  most  impressed  itself  upon  my 
mind  was  the  fact  that  many  people  are  far  more  affected  by  seeing 
the  gospel  in  action  than  they  are  by  doctrinal  arguments.  For  this 
reason  I  was  very  grateful  for  the  copies  of  The  Relief  Society  Mag- 
azine which  we  had  to  leave  with  people.  I  was  only  sorry  that  we 
didn't  have  many  more.  Nothing  could  be  better  designed  to  show 
the  "fruits"  of  the  restoration  than  The  Relief  Society  Magazine. 

Since  it  is  such  a  wonderful  missionary  tool,  I  was  often  led  to 
wonder  if  some  way  could  be  found  to  make  it  available  for  touching 
the  hearts  of  more  women.  The  possibility  that  comes  to  me  recur- 
rently is  this:  could  not  subscriptions  to  the  Magazine  be  given  to 
local  libraries  around  the  country? 

While  I  was  in  Waukegan,  Illinois,  we  visited  the  town  library 
with  this  in  mind.  We  showed  copies  of  the  magazine  to  the  librarian, 
who  was  very  much  impressed  with  its  quality.  She  said  that  they 
would  be  delighted  to  receive  this  periodical,  but  could  not  appro- 
priate money  to  purchase  subscriptions  because  there  was,  as  yet,  no 
local  demand  for  them.  The  amount  of  good  that  could  be  accom- 
plished in  this  way  would  be  tremendous;  people  who  are  eager  to  talk 
to  the  missionaries  would  be  attracted  by  the  colorful  and  interesting 
magazines,  thus  opening  up  previously  inaccessible  homes  to  the 
gospel. 

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D  ITOR  I AL 


And  it  came  to  pass  also,  that  he  caused  the  title  of  liberty  to  be  hoisted 
upon  every  tower  which  was  in  all  the  land  .  .  .  and  thus  Moroni  planted 
the  standard  of  liberty  among  the  Nephites  (Alma  46:36). 

THE  Book  of  Mormon  abundantly  testifies  of  the  blessings  of  law  and 
order  in  the  government  of  nations  and  of  the  individual  people  who 
composed  those  nations.  Moroni,  in  ancient  days  upon  the  American 
continent,  called  his  ensign  of  government  "the  standard  of  liberty," 
and  it  was  his  constant  prayer  that  the  "freedom  of  the  land  might 
be  favored."  He  rejoiced  when  laws  were  established  upon  the  funda- 
mental principles  of  freedom  and  obedience.  It  was  then  that  the 
people  achieved  personal  happiness,  and  peace  was  like  a  benediction 
in  all  the  borders  of  the  land,  for  there  were  "but  few  who  denied 
the  covenant  of  freedom." 

The  history  of  the  world  from  earliest  times  gives  evidence  of  the 
difficulties  encountered  by  individuals  and  nations  in  their  attempts 
to  raise  the  standard  of  liberty  so  that  men  and  nations  might  achieve 
that  grandeur  of  accomplishment  and  the  blessings  of  peace  which  can 
come  only  through  an  understanding  of  and  obedience  to  the  intricate 
relationships  between  free  agency  and  law. 

Those  who  have  been  privileged  to  receive,  through  the  principles 
of  the  gospel,  illumination  and  enlightenment  of  the  basic  principles 
of  liberty  and  obedience  are  indeed  blessed.  And  well  they  may 
rejoice  to  know  that  their  own  lives  and  the  lives  of  all  who  have 
lived  or  will  live  upon  the  earth  have  this  transcendent  opportunity  of 
free  choice  given  them  in  the  premortal  kingdom.  Thus  the  glory 
of  mortality  and  the  element  of  choice  that  it  guarantees  are  aspects 
of  an  eternal  principle  that  has  existed  forever  for  "I,  the  Lord  God, 
make  you  free,  therefore  ye  are  free  indeed;  and  the  law  also  maketh 
you  free"  (D&C98:8). 

The  standard  of  liberty  and  the  free  agency  of  mankind  were  of 


Volume  51        September  1964       Number 


•  Belle  S.  Spafford,  President 

•  Marianne  C.  Sharp,  First  Counselor 

•  Louise  W.  Madsen,  Second  Counselor 

•  Hulda  Parker,  Secretary-Treasurer 


The  Standard  of  Liberty 


great  concern  to  the  Prophet  Joseph  Smith,  and  his  teachings  revea! 
the  fundamental  law  of  liberty  to  be  a  dominant  principle  of  the  gospel. 
Liberty,  however,  is  not  to  be  confused  with  license.  The  Doctrine  and 
Covenants,  in  many  passages,  emphasizes  "the  freedom  of  obedience." 
Counsel  and  commandment  are  emphasized  as  being  required  direction 
for  all.  "Abide  ye  in  the  liberty  wherewith  ye  are  made  free;  entangle 
not  yourselves  in  sin,  but  let  your  hands  be  clean,  until  the  Lord 
comes"  (D&C  88:86). 

The  last  three  Articles  of  Faith  explain  in  words  of  eternal  signif- 
icance the  Latter-day  Saint  belief  regarding  freedom  and  government. 
The  eleventh  Article  of  Faith  illuminates  the  concept  of  religious  free- 
dom and  requires  that  we  "allow  all  men  the  same  privilege,  let  them 
worship  how,  where,  or  what  they  may."  This  would  indicate  a  respect 
for  the  rights  of  all  men  in  their  freedom  of  choice.  Article  Twelve 
counsels  obedience,  "honoring  and  sustaining  the  law";  and  the  last 
Article  of  Faith  enjoins  upon  the  saints  the  cultivation  of  those  qualities 
and  aspects  of  character  which  adorn  all  people  whose  conduct  is 
disciplined  in  accordance  with  law  —  "We  believe  in  being  honest, 
true,  chaste,   benevolent,  virtuous,   and   in   doing  good  to  all   men." 

Freedom  and  law,  then,  are  not  designed  for  temporary  judgment 
upon  the  earth,  nor  should  they  be  as  a  blessing  for  only  part  of  the 
children  of  the  Heavenly  Father.  Freedom  and  law  were  established  in 
the  courts  of  heaven,  "according  to  the  laws  of  the  kingdom  of  God 
which  are  given  by  the  prophets  of  God"  (D&C  58:18). 

In  July  of  1964,  President  David  0.  McKay,  our  prophet, 
declared:  "Freedom  of  choice  is  more  to  be  treasured  than  any  pos- 
session earth  can  give." 

"Wherefore,  honest  men  and  wise  men  should  be  sought  for 
diligently  and  .good  men  and  wise  men  ye  should  observe  to  uphold 

V.  P.  C. 


Anna  B.  Hart 
Edith  S.  Elliott 
Florence  J.  Madsen 
Leone  G.  Layton 
Blanche  B.  Stoddard 
Evon  W.  Peterson 
Aleine  M.  Young 
Josie  B.  Bay 
Alberta  H.  Christensen 
Mildred  B.  Eyring 
Charlotte  A.  Larsen 
Edith  P.  Backman 
Winniefred  S.  Manwaring 
EIna  P.  Haymond 


Mary  R.  Young 
Mary  V.  Cameron 
Afton  W.  Hunt 
Wealtha  S.  Mendenhall 
Pearle  M.  Olsen 
Elsa  T.  Peterson 
Fanny  S.  Kienitz 
Elizabeth  B.  V\/inters 
LaRue  H.  Rose!! 
Jennie  R.  Scott 
Alice  L.  Wilkinson 
LaPriel  S.  Bunker 
Irene  W.  Buehner 
Irene  C.  Lloyd 


Hazel  S.  Cannon 
Hazel  S.  Love 
Fawn   H.  Sharp 
Celestia  J.  Taylor 
Anne  R.  Gledhill 
Belva    Barlow 
Zola  J.  McGhle 
Oa  J.  Cannon 
Lila  B.  Walch 
Lenore  C.  Gundersen 
Marjorie  C.  Pingree 
Darlene  C.  Dedekind 
Cleone  R.  Eccles 


Relief  Society  IMagazine 
Receives  Outstanding  Award 


The  Relief  Society  Magazine  for  March  1964  received  the  Mead  Award 
of  Merit,  given  by  the  Mead  Papers  Company  of  Dayton,  Ohio,  for 
excellence  in  editorial  content,  illustrations,  color  reproductions,  and 
printing. 

The  award  was  presented  to  President  Belle  S.  Spafford  at  a 
special  luncheon  given  by  John  Stagg,  representing  Mead  Papers. 
Others  in  attendance  at  the  luncheon  were  members  of  the  Magazine 
editorial  staff  and  Deseret  News  Press  representatives. 

Specifically  the  award  states: 

We  doubt  if  any  other  religious  denomination  surpasses  The  Church  of 
Jesus  Christ  of  Latter-day  Saints  in  the  quality  and  extent  of  its  use  of  the 
printed  page  in  maintaining  contact  with  its  members.  The  Relief  Society 
Magazine  is  an  outstanding  example,  with  its  excellent  editorial  content,  cover- 
ing a  wide  variety  of  subjects,  and  charming  illustrations.  Among  the  many 
fine  articles  in  the  March  issue,  one  of  the  most  interesting  to  those  of  us 
engaged  in  the  graphic  arts  was  the  story  about  "Painting  With  Glass."  This  is 
a  fascinating  description  of  feminine  creative  talent,  versatility,  and  enterprise 
that  blazed  new  trails  .... 


Wide  Autumn 

Dorothy  J.  Roberts 


Autumn  stretches  the  landscape  wide; 
The  valleys  spread,  the  hills  retreat 
And  stand  in  silence,  blue  and  far. 
The  golden  trees  repeat,  repeat. 

There  never  was  this  width  before  — 
The  tiers  of  mountains  to  the  west, 
The  circle  of  horizons  spread  — 
So  much  of  harvest  here  compressed. 


Oh,  spring  is  intimate  and  close, 
And  summer  stops  the  eye  with  green. 
Winter  blinds  —  but  there  is  now 
This  layered  splendor  in  between. 

Wide  and  long  the  meadows  reach; 
The  gold  of  stubble  brightens  all. 
Vision  stretches  miles  to  touch 
The  bright  periphery  of  fall. 


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>^^.  Woman's 

Sphere 


Ramona  W.  Cannon 


NURSES,  both  registered  and  prac- 
tical, are  greatly  needed  in  the  Unit- 
ed States  and  in  other  countries. 
The  modern  nurse  must  lead  as  well 
as  perform,  and  supervising  nurses 
are  in  great  demand,  according  to 
Dr.  Eleanor  Lambertsen,  chairman 
of  the  department  of  nursing  at  Co- 
lumbia University  Teachers  College. 
"A  nurse  must  be  able  to  move 
efficiently  from  situation  to  situation. 
Professional  nurses  today  frequent- 
ly find  themselves  moving  away  from 
the  bedside  to  fill  administrative 
roles." 


ELAINE  B.  EVANS,  of  Berkeley,  Cali- 
fornia, is  the  sculptor  of  the  impres- 
sive life-size  statue  of  Adam  and  Eve 
which  is  receiving  much  favorable 
comment  from  visitors  to  the  Mor- 
mon Pavilion  at  the  New  York 
World's  Fair. 


BLANCA  ESTRELLA  de  MESCOLI  is 
a  Venezuelan  composer  who  is  win- 
ning prizes  for  her  works,  especially 
some  lovely  tone  poems  for  which 
she  composed  both  words  and  music. 


HARRIET  ROTHSTEIN  is  a  rising 
young  pianist,  who  at  the  age  of 
nine,  won  in  an  original-composition 
competition  sponsored  by  the  Phila- 
delphia Orchestra,  which  also  per- 
formed her  work.  She  has  given  con- 
certs in  numerous  American  cities 
and  in  several  foreign  countries. 


MRS.  MARIA  GOEPPERT  MAYER, 
fifty-seven,  LaJolla,  California,  has 
won  the  distinguished  Nobel  Prize  in 
Physics,  sharing  the  honor  with  a 
male  colleague.  Mrs.  Mayer  is  re- 
garded by  many  as  "the  greatest 
woman  scientist  in  the  world,"  as  she 
is  the  only  woman  besides  the  great 
Marie  Curie  to  win  the  Nobel  Prize 
in  Physics.  Her  research  in  atomic 
physics  has  given  her  the  title  "The 
Marie  Curie  of  the  Atom."  She  is 
known  as  a  devoted  mother  and 
homemaker  and  was  accompanied  to 
Stockholm,  Sweden,  to  receive  her 
award  by  her  husband,  Joseph  May- 
er. 

MARYHALE  WOOLSEY,  a  contribu- 
tor to  The  Relief  Society  Magazine, 
has  been  given  the  silver  medal 
award  by  the  Commonwealth  Society 
of  California  for  her  juvenile  book 
The  Keys  and  the  Candle  (Abingdon 
Press),  a  story  of  a  young  boy's 
service  in  an  early  translation  of  the 
Bible  into  English.  The  book  was  rat- 
ed as  the  best  in  the  juvenile  field 
published  by  a  resident  of  California 
in  1963. 

FEDORA  ALEMAN  is  a  Venezuelan 
soprano  of  much  beauty  and  gra- 
ciousness  as  well  as  talent.  She  sings 
in  the  United  States,  Europe,  espe- 
cially in  Paris,  and  in  South  America. 
She  frequently  appears  in  programs 
consisting  entirely  of  Venezuelan 
music,  making  one  such  appearance 
in  Carnegie  Hall. 


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Singing  Mothers 
I         at  the 
|Mevi^  Ydrk  VV^f'iclls 


Counselor  Marianne  C.  Sharp 

I  could  believe  that  angel  choirs  joined  with  the  Singing  Mothers, 
the  music  was  so  glorious,"  so  spoke  one  of  the  audience  at  the  fourth 
and  final  Singing  Mothers  concert  at  the  New  York  World's  Fair. 

The  four  concerts  at  the  World's  Fair  Pavilion,  across  the  street 
from  the  Mormon  Pavilion,  on  June  24  and  25,  were  well  attended, 
with  many  crowding  in  the  back.  A  standing  ovation  and  cries  of 
"Bravo"  were  given  the  chorus  at  the  conclusion  of  each  concert. 
Those  in  charge  of  the  activity  acknowledged  the  goodness  of  the 
Lord  as  to  the  fair  weather,  the  great  numbers  of  Fair  visitors  who 
were  attracted  to  the  concerts,  and  the  opportunity  to  acquaint 
strangers  with  this  great  cultural  activity  of  Relief  Society. 

The  months  of  planning,  hours  of  traveling,  and  days  of  re- 
hearsals were  brought  to  full  fruition  at  the  concerts  themselves.  "By 
their  fruits  ye  shall  know  them,"  was  truly  demonstrated.  The  spirit 
at  the  concerts  was  one  of  devotion  and  a  forgetfulness  of  self  for  the 
glory  of  the  whole.  The  dedication  to  this  service  began  in  March 
when  Sister  Ellen  N.  Barnes  (Mrs.  Maurice  R.),  director  of  the  Wash- 
ington Stake  Singing  Mothers  chorus  and  a  concert  pianist  of  note, 
was  called  by  the  General  Presidency  of  Relief  Society  to  take  charge 
of  a  proposed  presentation  of  a  combined  Singing  Mothers  chorus 
at  the  World's  Fair  in  June.  Sister  Barnes  proposed  a  program  which 
included  two  numbers,  one  of  which  Sister  Florence  J.  Madsen,  chair- 
man of  the  General  Board  music  committee,  had  composed,  and  the 


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Relief  Society  Presidency  and  Chorus  Conductors  at  the  World's  Fair 

Left  to  right:  Florence  J.  Madsen,  Chairman  of  the  General  Board  Music  Committee; 
Counselor  Marianne  C.  Sharp;  President  Belle  S.  Spafford;  Counselor  Louise  W.  Mad- 
sen;  Ellen  N.  Barnes,  Conductor  of  the  Singing  Mothers  Chorus  at  the  World's  Fair. 

other  of  which  Sister  Madsen  had  made  the  arrangement.  These  two 
numbers  were  conducted  by  Sister  Madsen  in  her  masterly  way  at 
the  World's  Fair  concerts. 

Sister  Barnes  chose  to  present  a  sacred  concert,  including  some 
patriotic  numbers.  Outstanding  soloists  of  the  selected  Eastern 
Stakes  gave  of  their  great  talents.  The  harpist,  violinist,  and  ac- 
companist were  superb.  For  thirteen  weeks  Sister  Barnes  left  her 
Washington  home  on  Monday  and  during  the  week  trained  the 
selected  Singing  Mothers  of  the  Washington,  Potomac,  Philadelphia, 
New  Jersey,  New  York,  and  Boston  stakes  in  their  own  centers.  At 
the  end  of  May  the  Washington  and  Potomac  choruses  were  re- 
hearsed together  and  also  the  New  York-New  Jersey  choruses.  The 
latter  two  had  been  invited  to  present  some  selections  on  May  8  at 
the  Rainbow  Awards  Luncheon  of  the  American  Mothers  Committee, 
Inc.,  at  the  Waldorf-Astoria. 

The  first  time  the  entire  chorus  was  assembled  was  at  the  Man- 
hattan ward  in  New  York  the  day  just  previous  to  the  first  World's 
Fair  concerts.  The  exacting  and  accomplished  musicianship  of  Sis- 
ter Barnes  was  demonstrated  in  the  way  the  six  choruses  melted  into 
a  whole.  Part  of  the  time  of  the  day's  rehearsal,  moreover,  was  spent 
in  arranging  for  the  staging  of  the  production  at  the  World's  Fair. 


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SEPTEMBER   1964 

As  the  Prophet  Joseph  Smith  declared,  in  1842,  that  ReHef  So- 
ciety would  receive  instructions  through  the  medium  of  those  appoint- 
ed to  lead,  guide,  and  direct  the  affairs  of  the  Church  in  these  latter 
days,  so  with  this  great  undertaking. 

The  First  Presidency  granted  permission  at  the  outset  for  Re- 
lief Society  to  present  these  concerts,  and  Sister  Spafford,  who  is  a 
member  of  the  Women's  Advisory  Council  of  the  World's  Fair,  was 
told  to  work  under  the  direction  of  Elder  Harold  B.  Lee,  Chairman 
of  the  Church  World's  Fair  Committee  and  an  advisor  to  Relief  So- 
ciety. The  plans  were  matured  under  Elder  Lee's  direction.  Secre- 
tary-Treasurer Hulda  Parker  attended  the  auditions  of  the  singers 
with  Sister  Barnes  and  acted  as  General  Board  coordinator  through- 
out. President  G.  Stanley  McAllister  of  New  York  Stake  was 
appointed  by  Elder  Lee  to  act  as  the  general  overseer  and  eastern  rep- 
resentative of  the  activity,  and  President  George  H.  Mortimer  of  the 
New  Jersey  Stake  assisted  with  bus  travel  and  housing  arrangements 
at  a  new  Howard  Johnson  Motel.  Devoted  Latter-day  Saint  men  of 
affairs  and  others  in  key  positions  lent  every  assistance  in  arranging 
for  the  presentation  at  the  Fair,  for  recordings  to  go  over  WRUL,  the 
production,  the  decor  of  the  World's  Fair  Pavilion,  medical,  and  pro- 
tocol service.  President  Bernard  P.  Brockbank,  in  charge  of  the  Mor- 
mon Pavilion,  extended  every  courtesy  and  directed  the  missionaries 
at  the  Fair  as  they  assisted  at  the  concerts. 

The  General  Presidency  of  Relief  Society  gave  a  luncheon  in  the 
Williamsburg  Salons  at  the  Better  Living  Center  for  distinguished 
non-Latter-day  Saint  and  Latter-day  Saint  women  leaders,  including 
Eastern  Relief  Society  leaders.  Sister  Nathan  Eldon  Tanner  accom- 
panied President  Tanner  of  the  First  Presidency,  who  was  sent  by 
President  McKay  to  represent  the  First  Presidency.  Sister  Harold  B. 
Lee  accompanied  Elder  Lee.  Sister  Henry  D.  Moyle  also  traveled  to 
New  York  for  the  occasion.  The  special  luncheon  guests  toured  the 
Mormon  Pavilion  before  attending  the  first  concert.  Preliminary  to 
each  concert.  President  Spafford  made  short  introductory  remarks 
explaining  who  the  singers  were  and  speaking  of  the  Relief  Society. 
Preliminary  to  the  first  concert.  President  Tanner  gave  his  blessing 
to  the  singers  and  conveyed  the  blessing  and  love  of  President  McKay 
who  would  like  very  much  to  have  attended.  This  was  a  support  and 
comfort  to  the  conductors  and  singers.  Elder  Lee  delivered  the  in- 
vocation before  the  audience  at  the  first  concert  and  prayers  before 
other  concerts  were  given  by  President  Wilbur  Wallace  Cox  of  Boston 
Stake,  and  President  Bryan  F.  West  of  the  Philadelphia  Stake. 

It  is  not  surprising  that  with  such  planning  and  support,  and  with 
the  dedication  and  righteousness  of  the  lives  of  the  Singing  Mothers, 
that  the  concerts  were  beautiful  and  successful  beyond  the  fondest 
hopes  of  all  who  participated.  Everyone  who  assisted  did  so  in  a 
humble,  modest  manner.  The  praise  in  the  press  and  from  those 
workers  who  were  attached  to  the  World's  Fair  Pavilion  attest  to  the 
high  purpose  and  propriety  of  the  undertaking. 

A  woman  on  a  plane  was  heard  to  declare  that  she  had  heard  300 

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Singing  Mothers  Chorus  at  the  New  York  World's  Fair 
June  24-25,  1964 


Mormon  mothers  sing  and  that  they  sang  Hke  angels.  This  compari- 
son was  heard  on  numerous  occasions. 

Special  praise  is  due  President  Spafford  for  envisioning  the 
undertaking,  and  to  Sister  Florence  W.  Madsen  for  her  part  in  promot- 
ing Singing  Mother  concerts  of  the  past  and  for  her  special  participa- 
tion at  these  concerts;  to  Director  Ellen  N.  Barnes  for  her  humble 
spirit  and  the  dedication  of  her  great  talent  in  training  the  Singing 
Mothers  for  the  glorious  success  of  the  concerts;  and  the  devotion, 
forgetfulness  of  self,  and  love  for  Relief  Society  and  each  other  which 
characterized  the  Singing  Mothers.  Everyone  felt  it  was  a  wonderful 
privilege  to  have  had  any  part  in  this  missionary  endeavor. 

Truly  the  Lord  smiled  on  this  great  Relief  Society  undertaking. 

Note:  The  next  eighteen  pages  contain  information  on  the  history  of 
Relief  Society  which  made  up  a  brochure  which  was  given  to  visitors 
at  the  Singing  Mothers  concerts  at  the  World's  Fair. 


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The  First  Presidency  of  The  Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of  Latter-day  Saints 
President  Hugh  B.  Brown      President  David  0.  IVIcKay     President  N.  Eldon  Tanner 


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The  General  Presidency  of  Relief  Society 

President  Belle  S.  Spafford 

Counselor  Marianne  C.  Sharp.        Counselor  Louise  W.   Madsen 


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PAINTING  BY  ALVIN  GITTINS 


PAINTING  BY  FRANCIS  R     MAGLEBY 


The  Prophet  Joseph  Smith  1805-1844 


Nauvoo,  Illinois,  1844 


The  Relief  Society  of  The  Church  of  Jesus  Christ 
of  Latter-day  Saints  is  probably  the  oldest  na- 
tional woman's  organization  in  the  United  States 
which  has  persisted. 
It  was  organized  on  March   17,   1842,  in  Nauvoo, 
Illinois,  with  eighteen  members.   The  Prophet  Joseph 
Smith  founded  it  and  declared  to  the  members: 

...  I  now  turn  the  key  in  your  behalf  in  the  name  of  the  Lord, 
and  this  Society  shall  rejoice,  and  knowledge  and  intelligence 
shall  flow  down  from  this  time  henceforth;  this  is  the  beginning 
of  better  days  to  the  poor  and  needy,  who  shall  be  made  to 
rejoice  and  pour  forth  blessings  on  your  heads. 


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Plate  Design  From  an  Old  Etching 


J    M     HESLOP 


From  that  time  when  the  key  was  turned  for  women, 
has  come  the  great  advancement  of  womankind  over 
the  face  of  the  earth.  From  the  eighteen  members  in 
1842,  the  Society  today  has  grown  to  over  a  quarter  of 
a  milHon  members  residing  in  every  state  in  the  United 
States  and  in  fifty-one  other  countries. 

Nauvoo,  IlHnois,  in  1842,  was  situated  on  the  broad 
Mississippi,  near  the  frontier  of  America.  On  the  brow 
of  the  hill  a  temple  was  rising  through  the  sacrifice  of 
the  men  and  women  of  the  Church.  Relief  Society  began 
its  humanitarian  services  amid  scenes  of  hardship  and 
courage.  Emigrants,  converts  to  the  Church  from  the 


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Eastern  United  States  and  England,  poured  into  Nauvoo 
by  the  hundreds,  and  during  the  first  year  of  ReHef 
Society's  existence,  hundreds  were  kept  from  freezing 
and  starvation  by  the  good  offices  of  the  Relief  Society. 

In  1843,  a  service  of  visiting  teaching  was  started  by 
which  Relief  Society  members  in  pairs  visited  every 
home,  collecting  from  those  who  had  means  and  alle- 
viating the  suffering  of  the  poor  thereby.  The  program 
began  with  sixteen  visiting  teachers.  In  1963  there 
were  113,680  visiting  teachers,  who  made  4,325,341  visits 
and  kept  a  monthly  watchcare  over  the  mothers  in  the 
homes,  although  the  needed  assistance  in  a  material 


Portraying  Visiting  Teaching  in  the  Early  Days 


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way  is  supplied  today  through  the  great  Church  Welfare 
Program.  To  this  Program  Relief  Society  gives  vital 
sewing,  canning,  and  other  services.  The  visits  to  mothers 
of  families  in  need  are  made  by  Relief  Society  local 
presidents  (there  are  over  5,000  local  Relief  Societies) 
under  the  direction  of  the  Priesthood  leaders  of  the 
Church  units. 

On  June  30,  1843  at  Nauvoo,  the  first  Secretary, 
Eliza  R.  Snow,  wrote:  ''More  has  been  accomplished 
than  our  most  sanguine  anticipations  predicted,  and 
through  the  assistance  and  blessing  of  God,  what  may 
we  not  hope  for  the  future?" 

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The  "sanguine  anticipations"  were  adequately  real- 
ized in  the  year  1963.  The  loving  tender  ministrations 
of  Relief  Society  members  are  revealed  in  this  tabu- 
lation : 

Visits  to  the  sick  and  homebound 390,566 

8-hour  days  care  of  the  sick 32,666 

Hours  of  other  compassionate  services  ...596,349 

Nursing  the  sick  was  of  early  concern  to  Relief 
Society  members.  In  pioneer  days  in  Utah,  Brigham 
Young  sent  Relief  Society  members  east  to  attend 
medical  school.  Upon  their  return  they  conducted 
classes  in  midwifery  and  nursing.  Today  Relief  Society 


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enlists  women  to  go  into  the  nursing  field,  and  encour- 
ages mothers  to  have  their  daughters  enter  into  the 
four  year  college  curriculum,  the  three  year,  and  also 
the  practical  nurse  field. 

Women  members  of  the  Church  were  given  the  reli- 
gious vote  from  the  time  the  Church  was  organized  in 
1830.  The  pioneer  women  in  Utah  were  given  the  elective 
franchise  shortly  after  the  women  of  Wyoming  were 
granted  it;  however,  since  an  election  was  held  in  Utah 
before  one  in  Wyoming,  a  Mormon  woman,  Seraph 
Young,  a  niece  of  Brigham  Young,  had  the  honor  of 
being  the  first  woman  in  the  United  States  to  cast  a 
ballot.  This  was  on  February  21,  1870. 


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Distribution  of  262,000  Relief  Society  Members 

The  Relief  Society  accomplishes  the  work  given  to 
the  women  of  the  Church.  New  Relief  Society  units  are 
organized  throughout  the  world  as  the  Church  en- 
larges its  borders.  Once  a  year  a  Relief  Society  gen- 
eral conference  is  held  in  Salt  Lake  City,  Utah,  with 
10,000  Relief  Society  leaders  in  attendance  from  over 
the  world.  Once  a  year  Relief  Society  General  Board 
members  journey  to  all  of  the  stakes  which  are  now 
located  in  Australia,  New  Zealand,  Mexico,  Canada, 
England,  Scotland,  Samoa,  West  Germany,  Berlin, 
Switzerland,  and  in  the  states  of  the  United  States  to 
hold  day-long  meetings  with  the  Relief  Society  leaders. 
Guidance  is  given  in  the  two-fold  program  of  Relief 
Society  —  welfare  and  education. 


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Relief  Society  Work  Meeting  Activities 


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The  welfare  work  consists  (in  addition  to  humane 
alleviation  of  material  and  spiritual  want,  illness,  and 
bereavement)  of  homemaking  programs,  both  theoretical 
and  practical.  Once  a  month  a  "work  meeting"  is  held 
at  which  instruction  on  better  ways  of  housekeeping 
and  homemaking  are  discussed  and  practical  assistance 
and  demonstrations  are  provided  in  cooking,  sewing,  and 
all  other  types  of  handicrafts.  The  planning  for  this 
meeting  throughout  the  5,000  organizations  is  left  to 
the  individual  Society,  but  stimulation  and  suggestions 
are  provided  by  the  General  Board.  In  1963  there  were 
completed  in  the  work  meetings  687,091  sewed  articles, 
and  367,803  non-sewed  articles. 


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Susan  B.  Anthony  (center)  With  Relief  Society  Leaders,  1895 

Susan  B.  Anthony,  the  great  national  suffragist 
leader,  was  a  friend  of  the  Mormon  women.  In  1888 
Mormon  leaders  were  invited  to  attend  a  great  congress 
of  women  called  in  Washington,  D.  C.  The  Relief  Society 
sent  representatives  and  Relief  Society  became  a  charter 
member  of  the  National  Council  of  Women  of  the  United 
States  and  thus  participates  in  the  International 
Council  of  Women. 

The  education  year  with  weekly  meetings  is  on  an 
eight-month  basis.  Courses  are  given  in  rotation  for 
the  eight  months  in  the  fields  of  theology,  literature,  and 


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social  science.  These  adult  classes  stress  the  importance 
of  class  participation.  These  courses  are  written  by  ex- 
perts in  their  fields  under  the  direction  of  General  Board 
committees.  The  purposes  of  Relief  Society  which  they 
tend  to  acomplish  are: 

To  manifest  benevolence,  irrespective  of  creed  or  nationality; 
to  care  for  the  poor,  the  sick,  and  the  unfortunate;  to  minister 
where  death  reigns;  to  assist  in  correcting  the  morals  and 
strengthening  the  virtues  of  community  life;  to  raise  human  life 
to  its  highest  level;  to  elevate  and  enlarge  the  scope  of  woman's 
activities  and  conditions;  to  foster  love  for  religion,  education, 
culture  and  refinement;  to  develop  faith;  to  save  souls;  to  study 
and  teach  the  gospel. 


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Singing  Mothers  Chorus  in  the  Salt  Lake  Tabernacle 


LORRY  RYTTING 


Singing  has  ever  been  in  the  hearts  of  Rehef  Society 
members,  whether  they  were  crooning  to  their  babies 
in  a  wagon  box,  in  a  log  cabin,  or  in  a  spht-level  home 
tod^y.  Singing  Mother  choruses  are  located  in  every 
stake.  In  1963  there  were  41,865  Singing  Mothers  of 
Relief  Society.  Concerts  are  held  periodically  in  some 
localities,  music  is  furnished  for  funerals,  and  choruses 
render  music  at  small  and  large  Church  gatherings.  An 
International  Singing  Mothers  Chorus,  made  up  of  a  few 


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Representatives  of  Relief  Society  of  the  Nations  at  Dedication  of 
the  Relief  Society  Building,  1956 


RAY  G    JONES 


Relief  Society  Singing  Mothers  from  Utah,  combined 
with  Relief  Society  members  of  the  British  Isles,  made 
a  tour  in  1961  in  the  British  Isles. 

On  June  24  and  25,  1964,  two  Singing  Mother  con- 
certs, composed  of  Singing  Mothers  of  the  Washington, 
Potomac,  Philadelphia,  New  Jersey,  New  York,  and 
Boston  Stakes,  are  being  held  each  day  in  the  Pavilion 
at  the  New  York  World's  Fair. 


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Under  the  tutelage  of  President  Brigham  Young  a 
woman^s  periodical  was  begun  in  1872,  whose  banner 
read  "For  the  Rights  of  the  Women  of  Zion  and  the 
Rights  of  the  Women  of  All  Nations."  This  periodical 
became  The  Relief  Society  Magazine  in  1914.  All  the 
Relief  Society  courses  of  study  appear  in  this  periodical 
as  well  as  instruction  from  Church  and  Relief  Society 
leaders  and  the  creative  writings  of  women.  It  now  has 
a  circulation  of  over  220,000,  and  is  a  binding  force 
in  welding  the  Relief  Society  members  together.  Articles 
from  The  Relief  Society  Magazine  are  translated  into 
the  different  languages  and  appear  in  the  foreign  Relief 
Society  mission  publications. 

In  Salt  Lake  City,  Utah,  across  the  street  from 
Salt  Lake  Temple  Square,  is  situated  The  Relief  Society 
Building,  the  headquarters  of  Relief  Society.  Over  half 

Relief  Society  Periodicals  of  Many  Lands 


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a  million  dollars  were  contributed  by  Relief  Society 
members  in  the  one  year  October  1947 — October  1948. 
This  amount  was  matched  by  Church  funds  and  the 
building  site  was  allocated  to  Relief  Society.  Gifts  from 
Relief  Societies  throughout  the  world  adorn  it. 

The  interest  in  present-day  activities  of  vital  con- 
cern to  women  everywhere  is  nurtured  in  Relief 
Society.  On  a  national  basis  support  is  given  to  the 
great  national  health  programs  through  the  pages  of 
The  Relief  Society  Magazine,  and,  through  the  personal 
attention  of  President  Belle  S.  Spafford,  contacts  are 
kept  with  such  worthwhile  programs  as  the  American 
Mothers  Committee,  and  Practical  Nursing,  and  the 
affiliation  continues  with  the  National  Council  of  Women 
of  the  United  States. 


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Main   Lounge,   Relief  Society  Building 

The  names  of  the  great  leaders  of  Relief  Society 
are  indelibly  imprinted  upon  the  progress  of  women 
throughout  the  world.  Woman's  advancement  has  come 
since  the  day  in  1842  when  the  Prophet  Joseph  Smith 
turned  the  key  for  women  in  this  last  dispensation. 
The  restoration  of  the  gospel  of  Jesus  Christ  has  restored 
to  woman  on  earth  her  true  place  in  the  eternal  plan. 
Relief  Society  is  an  ensign  to  women  in  the  world.  If 
there  is  anything  "virtuous,  lovely,  or  of  good  report  or 
praiseworthy,"  the  members  of  Relief  Society  seek 
after  those  things. 


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Gifts,  Representing  Handiwork  of  Varied  Cultures,  on  Display  in  the  Relief  Society  Building 


Mrs.  Hannah  Adelina  Johnson  Nyquist,  Weiser,  Idaho,  has  found 
much  happiness  in  her  handicraft  accomplishments.  She  has  made 
dozens  of  beautifully  designed  knitted  and  crocheted  afghans,  and 
many  colorful  crocheted  and  braided  rugs.  Her  afghans  are  patterned 
in  both  striped  and  block  designs,  many  of  them  original  with  Sister 
Nyquist.  She  has  an  exacting  and  harmonious  sense  of  color  com- 
binations and  uses  advantageously  color  contrasts,  as  well  as  various 
shades  of  the  same  color  to  make  her  work  attractive  and  artistic.  She 
is  generous  with  gifts  of  her  handwork  to  her  family  and  friends,  and 
particularly  to  her  ward  Relief  Society  for  their  bazaars. 

Now  nearly  ninety-eight  years  old.  Sister  Nyquist  was  born  in 
Enkotang,  Sweden,  and  joined  the  Church  as  a  girl  in  her  native  land. 
She  came  to  Utah  in  1889  and  lived  for  many  years  in  Cache  Valley. 
She  is  mother  to  eight  children,  grandmother  to  fourteen,  and  has 
several  great-grandchildren.  She  keeps  house  for  herself  and  a  son, 
and  that,  she  says,  keeps  her  busy  and  happy. 


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Snakes, 

Snails,  and  Puppy 

Dog 
Tails 


Janice  Dixon 


I  T  all  started  in  the  year  of  the 

grasshoppers  —  three  years 
ago. 

My  son  Charles,  then  three, 
came  rushing  into  the  house.  Lit- 
tle did  I  know  then  that  the 
trend  had  started. 

"Mommy,  Mommy,"  he  called, 
holding  a  wiggling  insect  in  his 
hands. 

''It's  a  grasshopper,"  I  told 
him.  I  put  it  on  the  ground  and 
showed  him  how  it  could  hop. 

Then  he  discovered  that  there 
were  other  grasshoppers  in  the 
world.  I  found  that  there  were 
grasshoppers  in  my  world,  too  — 
in  empty  peanut  butter  jars,  in 
empty  fruit  jars,  in  pop  bottles, 
in  tin  cans  —  all  collected  for 
whatever  reason  little  boys  col- 
lect things.  That  summer  passed, 
as  did  the  grasshoppers,  and  my 


winter  was  peaceful.  The  grass- 
hoppers were  buried  safely  in  the 
ground  and  no  longer  occupied 
window  sills,  toy  boxes,  bureau 
drawers,  or  cupboards. 

With  the  summer  came  new 
worlds  to  be  collected.  My  son 
was  interested  in  everything 
creepy  or  crawly. 

'TVe  just  made  some  bird  spa- 
ghetti," Charles  announced  one 
day. 

''That's  nice,"  I  said  calmly. 
One  must  always  be  calm  around 
children.  "What  did  you  make 
the  spaghetti  from?"  I  asked. 
This  is  always  dangerous  —  ask- 
ing children  questions.  They  are 
likely  to  tell  you. 

"Worms!"  he  said  proudly. 
"I've  got  a  hundred  worms  for 
the  birds." 

I   looked   at   the   worms,   long 


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SEPTEMBER   1964 


and  wiggly,  placed  in  an  alumi- 
num plate  waiting  for  the  birds. 
When  I  had  disposed  of  all  the 
bodies  I  breathed  deeply,  know- 
ing that  my  son  was  growing  up. 
I  hoped  for  an  early  winter. 

Christmas  came  and  went  and 
so  did  the  Christmas  trees  — 
they  went  out  of  the  homes  and 
into  our  yard. 

"I'm  making  a  tree  house," 
Charles  explained. 

Isn't  that  cute?  I  thought,  see- 
ing five  or  six  trees  piled  in  the 
backyard.  "The  Boy  Scouts  will 
come  and  take  them  this  Satur- 
day." I  went  about  my  work 
until  I  noticed  a  green  column 
like  a  procession  of  parasol  ants, 
headed  for  my  back  yard.  It  was 
a  parade  of  little  boys  lugging 
and  pulling  on  sleds  —  more 
Christmas  trees.  I  gasped  when 
I  looked  outside.  It  looked  like 
a  Christmas  tree  lot  in  Novem- 
ber. I  called  the  Scout  leader  to 
make  sure  the  Scout  troop  didn't 
miss  our  house  when  they  dis- 
posed of  the  trees.  Then  I  pro- 
ceeded to  disband  the  army  of 
solemn-faced  little  boys  who  were 
only  following  General  Charles' 
command. 

The  next  summer  brought  the 
butterflies,  but  this  was  a  pass- 
ing phase,  and  only  minor  in  com- 
parison to  the  rocks. 

"Look  at  this  beautiful  rock," 
Charles  said,  turning  the  small 
pebble  in  the  sun.  I  was  delighted 
that  the  insect  collecting  would 
soon  be  replaced. 

His  father  took  him  to  a  mu- 
seum and  showed  him  the  differ- 
ent minerals  and  metals,  the  hard 
rocks  and  the  soft  rocks.  Some- 
thing in  my  son's  head  started  to 
turn.     The  next  day  I  found  a 


bushel   basketful   of   dirty   rocks 
on  my  porch. 

"Who  put  these  rocks  here?" 
I  demanded. 

"It's  my  collection,"  said 
Charles.  "They're  very  valuable 
rocks." 

I  also  found  a  collection  of 
rocks  in  his  pockets  and  in  his 
shoes. 

"It's  just  a  passing  phase,"  said 
his  father.  "It  will  pass  like  the 
others.  I  had  hobbies  as  a  boy. 
Every  boy  needs  a  hobby." 

This  sounded  sensible.  Sen- 
sible, that  is,  until  I  found  a  sec- 
ond bushel  basketful  of  rocks  on 
the  porch.  While  I  was  deciding 
whether  to  have  a  rock  garden 
or  start  whirling  missiles,  my 
doorbell  rang. 

A  little  boy,  aged  five,  stood 
there,  a  large  box  in  his  hands. 

"Charles  wants  my  rock  collec- 
tion," he  said.  "Mamma  said  I 
could  share  with  him."  As  I 
stood  with  my  mouth  open,  a 
troop  of  other  small  fry  marched 
to  the  rock  basket  and  distrib- 
uted their  contributions. 

That  night  my  husband  looked 
at  the  growing  rock  mound  and 
reached  an  immediate  decision. 
"The  rocks  will  have  to  go!" 

"Can't  I  have  any?''  Charles 
pleaded,  the  tears  filling  his  eyes. 

We  took  a  look  at  the  rocks, 
then  at  his  pleading  face. 

"You  may  select  twenty-five 
rocks,"  we  decided. 

It  was  a  hard  decision.  Each 
rock  was  more  beautiful  than  the 
last  one.  But  the  next  day  all 
but  twenty-five  rocks  were  gone. 
They  barely  filled  the  bottom  of 
the  bushel  basket. 

A  few  days  later  I  looked  out- 
side when  I  heard  the  familiar 
squeak  of  my  son's  wagon. 


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SNAKES,    SNAILS,    AND    PUPPY    DOG  TAILS 


"What  do  you  have?"  I  quer- 
ied, seeing  a  boulder  in  the 
wagon. 

"It's  just  a  rock  for  my  rock 
collection,"  Charles  announced. 
His  shirt  was  dirty  and  torn.  "I 
decided  to  have  this  one  (indi- 
cating the  boulder)  instead  of 
this  one"  (indicating  a  pebble) . 

Then  I  noticed  his  two  little 
friends,  also  with  dirty  shirts. 

"We  had  to  dig  to  get  this 
beautiful  rock,"  Charles  ex- 
plained. 

The  three  boys  worked  hard 
and  finally  got  the  rock  out  of 
the  wagon  and  into  the  rock  col- 
lection basket.  It  nearly  filled 
the  basket. 

What  to  do  now?  We  had  giv- 
en our  word  that  he  could  have 
twenty-five  rocks,  but  we  had  no 
idea  that  he  would  choose  such 
large  ones.  I  thought  there 
weren't  many  large  rocks  around 
the  neighborhood,  but  he  found 
them  all.  His  father  objected, 
especially  when  the  rocks  and 
sticks  in  the  collection  made  their 
way  to  the  backyard  and  had  to 
be  cleared  off  before  he  dared 
mow  the  lawns. 

Again  I  hoped  for  winter.  This 
had  been  a  hard  summer.  Steven, 
our  second  son,  was  collecting 
grasshoppers.  I  cleaned  out  fif- 
teen bottles  of  dead  grasshoppers 
the  day  the  first  snow  fell. 

V\^iNTER  came,  and  with  it  came 
kindergarten  with  all  of  the  love- 
ly pictures  that  a  five-year-old 
can  draw.  I  didn't  mind  the  por- 
trait of  myself  (cross-eyed  and 
bald),  but  the  thought  of  six 
fingers  on  one  hand  and  four 
fingers  on  the  other  slightly  un- 
nerved me.  One  picture  was  nice, 
two  were  nice,  but  they  kept  com- 


ing, one-two-three  pictures  a  day. 

"Hang  them  on  the  wall,"  sug- 
gested Charles,  "so  that  every- 
body can  see  them." 

I  tried  to  throw  a  few  away, 
but  my  son  kept  track  of  every 
one. 

"We'll  make  a  book  of  your 
pictures,"  I  said,  after  all  the 
walls  were  covered.  "We'll  choose 
only  the  nicest  pictures  to  save." 
We  threw  bundles  of  papers  away 
and  narrowed  them  down  to  only 
sixty-nine  pictures. 

Where  shall  I  put  these?  I 
wondered.  I  got  a  cardboard  box 
and  put  them  away  for  the  time 
being. 

Then  the  teacher,  as  a  special 
surprise,  outlined  my  son  full- 
size  on  paper.  This  life-sized 
paper  doll  stared  at  me  from  the 
wall  for  several  months  until  I 
suggested  we  save  it  for  posterity. 

Summer  is  coming.  The  warm 
air  is  bringing  the  flowers  and 
the  insects. 

I  was  making  the  bed  the  oth- 
er day  when  a  snake  slithered  in 
front  of  me.  It  looked  hke  a  rat- 
tler. "Charles,"  I  screamed,  run- 
ning out  of  the  room  and  closing 
the  door,  "where  did  you  get  that 
snake?" 

"From  Jerome,"  he  said. 

"Don't  touch  that  snake!"  I 
ordered. 

"It's  only  a  garter  snake,"  he 
explained,  loftily.  He  picked  up 
the  snake  and  watched  it  coil  and 
recoil. 

"Why  did  you  get  a  snake?"  I 
gasped. 

"To  be  a  friend  for  my  turtle," 
he  answered. 

"What  turtle?" 

"The  one  Jerome  gave  me." 

I   explained  that  the  animals 


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needed  fresh  air  or  they  would 
die. 

He  considered  the  idea 
thoughtfully  and  pulled  out  three 
more  boxes  of  snakes  from  his 
Sunday  clothes  drawer  and  took 
them  outside. 

I  was  left  to  sort  through  the 
rest  of  the  collection  .  .  .  butter- 
flies, cereal  trading  cards,  assort- 
ed sticks  and  clubs.  Steven  has 
now  discovered  the  fun  in  collect- 
ing insects,  worms,  and  other  dis- 
tasteful objects;  Daniel,  my  third 
son,  brought  me  his  first  grass- 
hopper and  bouquet  of  dande- 
lions. 

I  looked  over  the  assorted  col- 
lections: rocks,  insects,  trading 
cards,  pictures,  schoolwork.  They 
were  all  gathered  with  love.     I 


couldn't  throw  them  away,  but 
what  could  I  do  with  them? 

I  decided  to  call  the  person 
who  must  know  the  answer  to  my 
problem  —  my  mother-in-law. 
She  must  know,  she  had  reared  a 
boy. 

'Til  be  right  down,"  she  said. 
'T  know  exactly  what  to  do  with 
them." 

She  arrived,  armed  with  boxes. 
''These  were  my  son's,"  she  said. 
"I've  been  wondering  what  to  do 
with  them  myself." 

I  looked  inside.  I  saw  rocks, 
insects,  trading  cards,  pictures, 
schoolwork. 

Then  I  knew  what  to  do  with 
Charles',  Steven's,  and  Daniel's 
collections.  I  would  save  them 
for  their  wives! 


Old  Wagon  Wheel 

Jeanette  Swanson 

A  wheel  encrusted  in  an  ironwood  tree! 

How  came  it  here,  as  if  a  hasty  hand 

Had  cast  It  out?  Did  some  catastrophe 

Wipe  out  a  lonely,  west-bound  band? 

Perhaps  the  emigrants  made  camp  one  night 

Beside  the  wash,  and  warriors  found  them  there 

Unguarded  and  alone.  .  .  .  Only  the  desert  moonlight 

Witnessed  the  deed;  heard  the  cries  of  despair. 

Perhaps  they  paused  for  noontide  rest 

In  dappled  shade,  and  carelessly  threw  out 

This  wheel  we  find  embedded  in  the  breast 

Of  an  ironwood,  now  grown  old  and  stout. 

We  only  dream.  No  one  now  can  reveal 
How  came  this  alliance  of  tree  and  wheel. 


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FROM  THE  FIELD 


General  Secietaiy-Tieasuiei  Hulda  Parker 


All  material  submitted  for  publication  in  this  department  should  be  sent 
through  stake  and  mission  Relief  Society  presidents.  See  regulations  governing 
the  submittal  of  material  for  "Notes  From  the  Field"  in  the  Magazine  for 
January  1958,  page  47,  and  in  the  Relief  Society  Handbook  of  Instructions. 


RELIEF  SOCIETY  ACTIVITIES 


Denver  Stake  (Colorado)  Ward  and  Branch  Relief  Society  Magazine 
Representatives  Achieve  Outstanding  Record 

Front  row,  seated,  left  to  right:  Fern  Olsen;  Opal  Jones;  Ramona  Delgado; 
Daisy  Gillaspie. 

Back  row,  standing,  left  to  right:  Denver  Stake  Magazine  representative 
Katherina  Belmain;  Afton  Riches;  Norma  S.  Prior,  Victoria  Carpentar;  Anna- 
belle  Nelson;  Evelyn  Mosier. 

Ilah  K.  Smith,  President,  Denver  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports:  "This 
group  of  ward  and  branch  Relief  Society  Magazine  representatives  have  made 
a  very  outstanding  record  in  the  last  two  years.  In  1962  they  placed  over  100 
per  cent  in  subscriptions  in  each  ward  and  branch,  giving  the  Denver  Stake 
112.3  per  cent.  They  were  second  highest  in  Magazine  subscriptions'  gain  in 
the  Church.  In  1963  they  again  raised  their  record  to  over  101  per  cent  in  each 
ward  and  branch,  which  gave  the  Denver  Stake  111  per  cent.  Sister  Gillaspie 
of  Castle  Rock  Branch  achieved  the  highest,  with  157  per  cent.  Sister  Delgado 
of  the  Spanish-American  Branch  had  153  per  cent,  even  with  one-fourth  of  her 
branch  unable  to  speak  English.  We  are  very  proud  of  the  fine  record  this 
group  of  sisters  have  made,  and  we  are  eagerly  looking  forward  to  new  records 
in  the  future." 


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Grand  Coulee  Stake  (Washington)  Singing  Mothers  Present  Music  for 
Quarterly  Conference,    February    1964 

Standing  in  the  front  row,  at  the  left,  in  dark  dresses,  left  to  right:  Eileen 
S.  Peterson,  President,  Grand  Coulee  Stake  Relief  Society;  Anne  R.  Gledhill, 
representing  the  General  Board  of  Relief  Society;  Grace  P.  Swinyard,  of  the 
Primary  Association  General  Board. 

At  the  left,  second  row,  left  to  right:  Mary  Cornelson,  Second  Counselor, 
Grand  Coulee  Stake  Relief  Society;  Barbara  Gilbert,  First  Counselor;  Kay 
Smith,  organist;  Joan  Hughes,  accompanist. 

Eighth  from  the  left,  in  white  blouse:  chorister  Luana  Johnson. 

Sister  Peterson  reports:  "The  Singing  Mothers  of  the  Grand  Coulee  Stake 
presented  two  beautiful  numbers  at  the  quarterly  conference.  The  singers  rep- 
resented twelve  wards  throughout  the  stake." 

Palmyra  Stake  (Utah)  Singing  Mothers  Present  Inspirational  Program 
"Words  and  Music"         February  27,  1964 

Front  row,  right  to  left,  beginning  with  the  women  in  dark  dresses:  Mabel 
S.  Banks,  newly  released  first  counselor;  Lucille  Robinson,  literature  class 
leader,  and  author  and  narrator  of  the  script  presented  at  the  program;  Ber- 
nice  S.  Swenson,  President,  Palmyra  Stake  Relief  Society;  Donna  G.  Ander- 
son, Second  Counselor;  Verda  F.  Tuckett,  organist;  Lenore  Measom,  chorister. 

The  newly  appointed  First  Counselor  Florence  F.  Cope  stands  in  the  second 
row  from  the  back,  third  from  the  right. 

Sister  Swenson  reports:  "On  February  27,  1964,  an  inspirational  program 
of  'Words  and  Music'  was  presented  by  the  ten-ward  Singing  Mothers  chorus 
of  Palmyra  Stake  at  Spanish  Fork,  Utah.  Each  ward  chorus  sang  one  song, 
which  helped  to  develop  the  theme  T  Heard  America  Singing.'  The  songs  were 
chosen  from  the  works  of  well-known  and  beloved  American  composers.  Among 
the  composers  honored  were  the  Latter-day  Saint  women  Eliza  R.  Snow,  Flor- 
ence Jepperson  Madsen,  and  Mirla  Thayne.  Sister  Thayne  was  present  and 
was  paid  a  special  tribute  as  her  song  T  Wonder  When  He  Comes  Again'  was 
sung  by  one  of  the  ward  choruses.  As  a  special  guest,  she  was  presented  with 
a  lovely  floral  arrangement.  .  .  .  Refreshments  were  served  to  approximately 
450  sisters.  Nursery  leaders  cared  for  ninety  children,  most  of  whom  were  the 
children  of  the  young  mothers  singing  in  the  chorus.  All  who  attended  the 
program  enjoyed  it  and  were  enthusiastic  about  it.  Many  have  expressed  their 
desire  that  this  may  become  an  annual  affair." 

North  Rexburg  Stake  (Idaho),  Hibbard  Ward  Relief  Society  All-Day  Work  Meeting 

February  11,   1964 

Seated:  Vera  W.  Parker,  work  meeting  leader,  holding  a  Lone-Star  quilt. 

Standing,  left  to  right:  Nina  C.  Ricks,  First  Counselor,  holding  a  hand- 
appliqued  rose  quilt;  Belva  P.  Withers,  President,  displaying  an  around-the- 
world  quilt;  Edna  B.  Jensen,  Second  Counselor,  holding  a  hand-appliqued 
pond-lily  quilt. 

Ada  S.  Sharp,  President,  North  Rexburg  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports: 
"The  officers  of  the  Hibbard  Ward  Relief  Society  were  well  pleased  when  fifty- 
eight  sisters  turned  out  to  an  all-day  work  meeting  planned  to  stimulate  greater 
interest  in  quilting  among  the  sisters.  The  meeting  started  in  the  morning,  and 
the  last  quilt  was  taken  from  the  frames  at  5: 15  p.m.  There  were  seventy-four 
sisters  enrolled  in  the  Hibbard  Ward  Relief  Society.  The  ward  was  divided  into 
four  districts,  with  Reba  R.  Widdison,  Elizabeth  K.  Neville,  Harriet  L.  Rigby, 
and  Flora  Belle  J.  Johnson  as  chairmen.  Each  sister  in  the  district  was  con- 
tacted by  her  chairman  and  invited  to  attend  the  work  meeting.  Lunch  was 
served  to  eighty-three,  which  included  the  children.  A  day-long  nursery  was 
maintained." 

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Wasatch  Stake  (Utah),  Midway  First  Ward  Honors  Visiting  Teachers 
at  Opening  Social,  October  1,   1963 

"The  year  1963  marked  the  fiftieth  anniversary  of  100  per  cent  visiting 
teaching  in  the  Midway  First  Ward  Rehef  Society.  A  most  successful  social 
was  held  on  Tuesday,  October  1,  1963.  A  large  number  were  in  attendance. 
Bishop  Burton  Van  Wagoner  was  the  honored  guest.  Belva  Luke  was  chair- 
man of  the  lunch  committee. 

The  room  and  tables  were  cleverly  decorated  with  miniature  meeting- 
houses of  the  architecture  of  1913  and  1963,  with  dolls  representing  visiting 
teachers  in  the  style  of  each  period.  Lovely  fall  flowers  were  effectively  used. 
Large,  gold-colored  figures  of  the  number  "50"  were  placed  appropriately 
among  the  decorations.  Mildred  Larsen,  Wilma  Chavez,  and  Wilma  Pope  were 
in  charge  of  decorations. 

"A  most  impressive  program  followed  the  lunch.  There  were  special  stage 
settings  depicting  the  important  accomplishments  of  the  visiting  teachers  since 
1913 — the  year  the  goal  was  set.  It  was  Emily  S.  Coleman,  President,  Midway 
First  Ward  Relief  Society,  who,  in  1913,  with  the  help  of  her  counselors  and 
Bishop  John  Van  Wagoner  established  the  goal.  The  gathering  of  wheat,  the 
filling  of  storehouses  with  grain,  sending  flour  to  stricken  Europe,  and  to  the 
distressed  following  the  San  Francisco  earthquake,  selling  the  wheat  to  the 
Government,  the  giving  of  wheat  to  the  Priesthood  for  seed  to  be  distributed 
to  the  farmers,  the  visiting  of  the  sick,  the  distribution  of  clothing  to  the  needy, 
were  all  dramatized  in  special  scenes. 

"Music  was  furnished  by  Barbara  B.  Johnson,  Wilma  Chavez,  Judy  Mil- 
liner, and  Maxine  Carlisle.  A  picture  of  each  Relief  Society  president  was 
flashed  upon  the  screen  as  each  period's  program  was  reviewed.  Georgia  Dawn 
Clegg  had  charge  of  the  splendid  program.  Thelma  Hair  was  the  reader,  and 
Wilma  Chavez  was  the  stage  director. 

"A  special  award  was  given  to  Martha  Burgi  for  fifty  years  service  as  a 
visiting  teacher.  Other  awards  were  given  for  long  years  of  service  as  visiting 
teachers,  ranging  from  twenty  to  forty-seven  years.  Flowers  were  presented  to 
every  visiting  teacher  present." 

Hamburg  Stake  (Germany)  Relief  Society  Handwork  Displayed  at  Stake  Conference 

March    14th   and    15th,    1964 

Liselotte  Schrader,  President,  Hamburg  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports:  "On 
the  14th  and  15th  of  March,  1964,  our  stake  conference  was  held  in  Hamburg, 
Germany.  This  time  Sister  Mary  Young  of  the  General  Board  of  Relief  So- 
ciety visited  us  to  give  instructions  to  the  Relief  Society  officers.  We  have 
eleven  Relief  Societies  within  our  stake,  and  officers  from  every  one  were 
present.  We  held  wonderful  meetings  and  learned  much  of  how  to  help  our 
sisters  more  effectively. 

"We  took  the  opportunity  at  this  conference  to  have  a  display  of  hand- 
made articles  from  the  following  wards:  Eppendorf,  Altona,  Hamburg,  Lune- 
burg,  Harburg,  Pinneberg,  and  Luebeck.  The  picture  shows  a  part  of  the  dis- 
played handwork.  It  will  be  seen  that  the  articles  which  the  sisters  here  in  Ger- 
many prefer  to  make  are:  pillows,  aprons,  crocheted  pot  holders,  tablecloths, 
and  wall  carpets.  Most  of  the  handwork  was  done  in  Relief  Society  work 
meetings. 

"We  especially  enjoyed  the  presence  of  the  President  of  the  European 
Mission,  Elder  Ezra  T.  Benson,  a  member  of  the  Council  of  the  Twelve.  He 
visited  our  displays  with  interest." 


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North  Argentine  Mission  Relief  Society  Conducts  Seminar  at  Cordoba 

November  1963 

Front  row,  seated,  left  to  right:  Elsa  Sarrodes;  Afton  Anderson;  Worcas 
Barragan;  Rosa  Villareal;  Rosa  Amutio. 

Back  row,  standing,  left  to  right:  Olga  Romero;  Carlota  Funes;  Alice 
Allred;  Narciasa  Cena;  Juana  Verges. 

Patricia  J.  Stone,  Supervisor,  North  Argentine  Mission  Relief  Society, 
reports:  "Recently  the  leaders  of  the  Relief  Society  in  the  North  Argentine 
Mission  held  their  bi-annual  meetings.  The  meetings  were  held  in  the  newly 
completed  offices  of  the  mission  located  in  a  subdivision  of  Cordoba. 

"The  responsibility  of  leadership  falls  upon  the  Argentine  sisters.  All  of 
the  branch  and  district  officers  are  Argentine  'hermanas.' 

"The  conference  was  carried  out  under  the  direction  of  Sister  Lubormirski 
and  Sister  Stone.  General  instructions  were  given  to  the  sisters,  and  each  of 
them  had  a  chance  to  express  herself  and  put  forward  new  ideas  for  the  better- 
ment of  the  organization.  A  large  testimony  meeting  was  held  at  the  end  of  the 
two-day  conference,  in  which  the  sisters  had  the  opportunity  of  gaining  a  better 
spirit  of  the  work  and  to  return  to  the  various  districts  with  a  renewed  spirit 
of  dedication. 

"A  quilting  bee  was  an  interesting  sidelight  of  the  conference.  Alice  Allred, 
the  wife  of  a  construction  supervisor  building  a  chapel  in  Argentina,  showed 
the  Argentine  sisters  the  art  of  quilting,  and  it  was  a  great  motivator  for  all 
of  them.  Sister  Judd  of  Salt  Lake  City,  Utah,  was  visiting  the  mission  with  her 
daughter  Patricia  Judd  Stone.  Sister  Judd  also  took  an  active  part  in  the 
quilting,  and  her  skill  was  the  envy  of  all  her  Argentine  sisters. 

"The  Relief  Society  is  well  organized  in  the  North  Argentine  Mission  and 
serves  well  the  2,500  members." 

British   Mission   Relief  Society  Presents  Talent  Concert 
for  Relief  Society  Anniversary,  March  14,  1964 

Standing,  left  to  right,  front  row,  beginning  fourth  from  the  left:  Maxine 
Hanks  (in  black  dress) ,  former  supervisor  of  Mission  Relief  Societies,  wife  of 
former  mission  president  Marion  D.  Hanks;  Evangeline  T.  Beesley,  President, 
British  Mission  Relief  Society;  Monta  Gardner  and  Mary  Timmins,  Counselors. 

Also  represented  in  the  picture  are  mission  district  and  branch  presidencies. 

Sister  Beesley  reports:  "We  were  delighted  with  the  response  of  the  Singing 
Mothers.  There  were  110  sisters  singing  together,  having  been  trained  by  local 
leaders,  and  by  me,  as  I  was  able  to  travel  about  to  meet  with  them.  It  was 
remarkable  that  their  singing  was  so  unified  and  beautiful,  for  many  were  un- 
able to  be  with  us  in  the  one  combined  rehearsal  held  a  few  days  prior  to  the 
concert.  The  sisters  were  alert  and  eager  to  sing  their  best,  and  they  touched 
the  hearts  of  their  listeners.  Many  tributes  have  come  to  the  mission  as  to  the 
good  impression  made  by  them  on  members  and  investigators.  We  feel  that  we 
were  especially  blessed  in  the  rendition  of  our  numbers. 

"The  talent  numbers  representing  each  district  were  varied  and  interesting. 
They  consisted  chiefly  of  musical  numbers,  instrumental  solos,  a  chorus,  and 
vocal  duets.  There  were  entertaining  readings,  and  a  skit  was  presented.  Later, 
during  the  refreshments,  a  skit  was  presented  from  the  stage,  as  well  as  a  dance. 
There  were  about  350  people  present,  including  members  of  the  Priesthood,  in- 
vestigators, and  friends.  A  wonderful  spirit  of  friendliness  and  love,  of  coopera- 
tion and  accomplishment  marked  the  afternoon.  We  were  happy  that  both 
Sister  Emma  Marr  Petersen,  wife  of  President  Mark  E.  Petersen,  of  the  West 
European  Mission,  and  Sister  Maxine  Hanks  could  be  with  us." 

Christine  H.  Robinson  is  the  new  supervisor  of  the  British  Mission  Relief 
Society. 


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South  African  Mission,  Transvaal  District  Relief  Society  Convention 
Held  at  Ramah  Chapel,  Johannesburg,  February  15,  1964 

Hilda  H.  Alldredge,  Supervisor,  South  African  Mission  Relief  Society, 
reports:  "Nine  branches  from  the  Transvaal  District  participated.  An  outline 
of  the  ReHef  Society  lessons  for  1964  was  presented.  Dinner  was  served  to  250 
sisters  and  their  partners.  Each  sister  received  a  net  ballerina  doll  as  a  favor.  A 
Relief  Society  play  '  The  Place  of  Woman  in  the  Gospel  Plan'  was  given  in  the 
evening. 

"Each  sister  returned  to  her  respective  branch  with  enthusiasm  and  a  better 
understanding  of  the  Relief  Society  program.  We  hope  to  make  these  conven- 
tions an  annual  event  and  hope  that  increased  knowledge  and  love  for  the 
work  will  be  the  result." 


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Elder  Roy  W.   Doxey 
Lesson  59     The  Church   Independent 

(Text:   Doctrine  and  Covenants,   Sections  78  and  83) 

For  First  Meeting,   December  1964 

Objective:  To  study  some  important  aspects  of  the  law  of  con- 
secration and  the  importance  of  unity  within  the  Church. 


INTRODUCTION 

It  will  be  remembered  that  the 
Prophet  Joseph  Smith,  aided  by 
Sidney  Rigdon  as  scribe,  was  en- 
gaged in  the  revision  of  the  Bible 
when  he  received  the  revelation 
known  as  the  "Vision."  After  this 
glorious  revelation  was  received 
the  Prophet  continued  his  work 
on  the  Bible  while  residing  in  Hi- 
ram, Ohio.  The  interest  of  the 
saints  concerning  the  building  of 
Zion  upon  the  American  Conti- 
nent continued  unabated.  Al- 
though the  first  revelation  con- 
cerning the  laws  that  would  ap- 
ply in  the  building  up  of  Zion 
was  received  about  thirteen 
months  before  this  time,  it  was 
necessary  to  reemphasize  and 
implement  the  instructions  con- 
cerning the  fundamental  law  of 
consecration,  one  of  the  major 
laws   to   bring  Zion   to   fruition. 


Section  78  was  received  in  re- 
sponse to  the  need  to  point  up 
further  the  importance  of  this 
law  in  the  establishing  of  Zion. 
Closely  associated  with  this  ob- 
jective was  the  corollary  objec- 
tive of  independence  of  the 
Church  in  this  world. 

In  the  first  two  verses  of  Sec- 
tion 78,  the  assembled  members 
of  the  Melchizedek  Priesthood, 
because  of  their  inquiry  about 
the  law  of  consecration  (some- 
times called  the  ''United  Order"), 
were  told  that  they  should  re- 
ceive words  of  wisdom  for  their 
salvation  in  this  Order. 

Beginning  with  this  revelation 
and  in  a  number  of  Sections 
which  follow,  persons,  places,  and 
objects  are  given  unusual  names. 
The  superscription  of  Section  78 
informs  us  that  it  was  undesir- 
able at  that  time  that  this  infor- 


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mation  be  known.  Later,  as  in 
our  present  edition  of  the  Doc- 
trine and  Covenants,  both  names 
are  given. 

BACKGROUND 

In  February  1831,  the  revela- 
tion known  as  the  "Law"  (Sec- 
tion 42)  was  given  that  the  saints 
might  know  how  to  build  Zion 
upon  the  earth.  In  this  revela- 
tion and  subsequent  instruction, 
the  Lord  said  that  the  saint 
should  consecrate  his  belongings 
for  the  common  good  of  all  the 
members  of  ,the  Church  in  that 
Order.  In  surrendering  his  pos- 
sessions by  legal  title,  it  was  said 
that  each  person  should  receive  a 
stewardship  to  be  worked  by  the 
individual  for  himself,  his  family, 
his  circumstances,  wants,  and 
needs.  The  residues  or  surpluses 
from  the  stewardship  were  to  be 
set  aside  for  many  purposes. 

And  again,  if  there  shall  be  proper- 
ties in  the  hands  of  the  church,  or 
any  individuals  of  it,  more  than  is 
necessary  for  their  support  after  this 
first  consecration,  which  is  a  residue 
to  be  consecrated  unto  the  bishop,  it 
shall  be  kept  to  administer  to  those 
who  have  not,  from  time  to  time,  that 
every  man  who  has  need  may  be  amp- 
ly supplied  and  receive  according  to 
his  wants. 

Therefore,  the  residue  shall  be  kept 
in  my  storehouse,  to  administer  to  the 
poor  and  the  needy,  as  shall  be  ap- 
pointed by  the  high  council  of  the 
church,  and  the  bishop  and  his  coun- 
cil; 

And  for  the  purpose  of  purchasing 
lands  for  the  public  benefit  of  the 
church,  and  building  houses  of  wor- 
ship, and  building  up  of  the  New  Je- 
rusalem which  is  hereafter  to  be  re- 
vealed (D&C  42:33-35). 

On  April  30,  1832,  while  the 
Prophet  was  in  council  with 
some  of  the  brethren  in  Missouri, 


he  received  a  revelation  which  an- 
swered the  questions  of  some 
concerning  widows  and  orphans 
under  the  law  of  consecration. 
(Section  83.)  Basic  principles 
of  responsibility  are  laid  down  in 
Section  83.  The  husband  is  to 
provide  for  his  wife  and  children. 
With  the  loss  of  one  parent  the 
other  parent  is  responsible  for  the 
care  of  the  children.  (Verses  2, 
4.)  In  the  event  that  the  hus- 
band and  father  is  dead,  the 
Church  provides  for  the  widow 
and  children  out  of  the  store- 
house. (Verse  6.)  It  was  also 
provided  that  the  poor  could  re- 
ceive inheritances  from  the  store- 
house. Another  principle  of  im- 
portance which  is  clarified  in  this 
revelation  is  that  when  children 
reach  a  time  when  they  need  an 
inheritance  and  the  parents  are 
unable  to  provide  it  from  their 
own  inheritance,  the  Church  may 
provide  an  inheritance  for  the 
children.  (Verse  5.)  Worthiness 
is  a  standard  that  also  determines 
who  should  receive  from  the 
Church, 

FnilAI  ITY 

With  the  foregoing  purposes 
and  principles  of  the  law  of  con- 
secration set  forth,  the  Lord  said 
that  when  these  purposes  were 
put  into  operation,  a  wonderful 
blessing  would  come  to  the  indi- 
vidual and  to  the  Church.  Equal- 
ity in  temporal  things  would 
serve  to  enhance  the  glory  of  God 
through  man's  salvation. 

That  you  may  be  equal  in  the 
bonds  of  heavenly  things,  yea,  and 
earthly  things  also,  for  the  obtaining 
of  heavenly  things. 

For  if  ye  are  not  equal  in  earthly 
things  ye  cannot  be  equal  in  obtain- 
ing heavenly  things; 


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For  if  you  will  that  I  give  unto  you 
a  place  in  the  celestial  world,  you 
must  prepare  yourselves  by  doing  the 
things  which  I  have  commanded  you 
and  required  of  you. 

And  now,  verily  thus  saith  the  Lord, 
it  is  expedient  that  all  things  be  done 
unto  my  glory,  by  you  who  are  joined 
together  in  this  order   (D&C  78:5-8). 

The  equality  of  temporal  goods 
here  does  not  mean  that  every- 
one has  exactly  the  same  posses- 
sions, but  sufficient  for  his  pur- 
pose according  to  his  wants  and 
needs.  Concerning  this  President 
J.  Reuben  Clark,  Jr.,  said: 

.  .  .  Obviously,  this  is  not  a  case  of 
"dead-level"  equality.  It  is  "equality" 
that  will  vary  as  much  as  the  man's 
circumstances,  his  family,  his  wants 
and  needs,  may  vary  (Conference  Re- 
port, October  4,  1942,  page  55). 

President  Brigham  Young  said 
the  plan  of  the  gospel  envisions  a 
oneness  consisting  of  the  temp- 
oral as  well  as  the  spiritual. 
(Journal  of  Discourses  17:40.) 

The  Lord  had  said  that  the 
world  was  in  sin  because  some 
possessed  that  which  was  above 
others.  (D&C  49:20.)  Funda- 
mental to  the  law  of  consecra- 
tion is  the  principle  that  every- 
thing belongs  to  the  Lord;  there- 
fore, whatever  one  possesses  may 
be  surrendered  if  called  for  to 
build  up  Zion.  (Ibid.,  104:14- 
17,  54-57.)  With  this  and  other 
principles  in  mind.  Elder  John  A. 
Widtsoe  has  given  us  some  basic 
principles  of  the  United  Order: 

Its  objective  was  to  provide  every 
man  who  is  willing  to  work  with  the 
necessities  and  the  comforts  of  life, 
thus  abolishing  poverty  from  the 
earth.  It  was  to  be  a  cooperative 
plan  but  directly  opposed  to  modern 
communism,  since  it  recognized  man 
as  a  free  agent,  respected  the  rights 
of  private  property,  and  preserved 
and   encouraged   individual   initiative. 


The    United    Orler    thus    established 
rests  upon  four  basic  principles. 

First,  the  earth  is  the  Lord's.  Men 
are  only  stewards  of  their  possessions. 
All  that  man  has  should  be  used 
therefore  in  accordance  with  the 
Lord's  expressed  will. 

Second,  all  men  are  children  of 
God  —  of  a  divine  family.  Therefore, 
the  Lord  requires  that  they  must  help 
one  another  as  needs  arise,  provided 
that  he  who  will  not  work  shall  have 
no  claim  upon  his  brother. 

Third,  every  man  must  be  respect- 
ed as  a  free  agent.  He  may  enter  the 
order  at  his  pleasure.  Once  in  the 
order,  he  must  be  allowed  to  use,  ful- 
ly, and  as  he  pleases,  any  properties 
placed  in  his  hands.  He  may  leave 
the  order  at  his  pleasure. 

Fourth,  the  government  of  the  or- 
der is  vested  in  a  central  agency, 
sustained  by  the  members  of  the  or- 
der, presided  over  by  the  bishop,  his 
counselors,  and  such  helpers  as  may 
be  needed.  This  central  agency  would 
have  power  to  adjust  the  disputes 
normally  arising  among  strongly  indi- 
vidualized human  being  (Joseph 
Smith,  pp.  192-3). 

FOR   MY  GLORY 

When  men  work  out  their  own 
salvation  it  redounds  to  the  glory 
of  God.  (Moses  1:39.)  The  elders 
named  in  verse  9  of  Section 
78  were  to  follow  the  instruction 
to  visit  the  brethren  in  Zion 
(Missouri)  and  sit  in  council 
with  them  on  matters  relating  to 
the  United  Order.  They  were  re- 
minded of  Satan's  efforts  to  blind 
the  eyes  of  those  who  are  under 
covenant  to  follow  the  command- 
ments. When  a  person  enters 
into  an  agreement  with  the  Lord 
under  the  new  and  everlasting 
covenant  (the  gospel  or  any  of 
its  covenants,  such  as  the  law  of 
consecration),  he  is  expected  to 
comply  with  all  aspects  of  that 
covenant.  Rewards  or  blessings 
for  observance  of  the  law  may  be 


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expected  by  those  who  observe 
the  full  requirements.  On  the 
other  hand,  as  in  the  case  of  these 
brethren,  disobedience  brings 
loss  of  calling,  as  well  as  being 
turned  over  to  the  buffetings  of 
Satan.  (Verse  12.) 

Tur   ruiiDru    iMnrDFMnFMT 

All  blessings  and  promises  of 
the  Lord  are  fulfilled  upon  obedi- 
ence to  the  principles  upon  which 
they  are  predicated.  In  1832,  the 
Lord  promised  the  saints  that  by 
obedience  to  the  law  of  consecra- 
tion the  Church  would  become 
independent  above  all  other  crea- 
tures on  the  earth.  (D&C 
78:13-14.)  Although  the  mem- 
bers of  that  early  period  did  not 
obey  the  covenant  of  consecra- 
tion, the  promise  is  still  in  effect. 
The  Church  is  today  a  light  un- 
to the  world,  and  it  will  continue 
to  be  a  standard  for  the  nations. 
(Ibid,,  115:4-6.)  When  the 
Lord's  organization  becomes  the 
power  in  the  world  it  is  destined 
to  be,  it  will  then  be  independent 
from  all  other  organizations, 
whether  political,  financial,  or  in- 
dustrial. (Doctrine  and  Cove- 
nants Commentary,  page  482.) 
In  connection  with  these  ideas 
and,  particularly,  the  place  of  the 
Church  as  a  light  for  the  world, 
Elder  John  A.  Widtsoe  said: 

Some  day  the  world  under  stern 
necessity  will  adopt  and  practice  the 
economic  program  known  to  the 
Church  as  the  United  Order  —  but  in 
a  manner  wholly  different  from  Social- 
ism or  Communism  (Joseph  Smith, 
page  197). 

One  should  remember  that  the 
Lord  has  commanded  us  to  be 
united  as  a  people  that  salvation 
may  be  ours  and  that  his  work 
may  make  the  necessary  progress 


for  the  betterment  of  mankind. 
Such  unified  action  would  con- 
tribute to  the  prophesied  inde- 
pendence of  the  Church. 

The  member  of  the  Church 
has  covenanted  to  work  for  the 
advancement  of  the  Church  mem- 
bers individually  and  the  Church 
as  an  organization.  Agreeable  to 
this  truth.  Elder  Harold  B.  Lee, 
of  the  Council  of  the  Twelve,  has 
given  us  some  ways  in  which  the 
Latter-day  Saint  may  fulfill  this 
responsibility : 

...  If  we  would  be  united  in  pay- 
ing our  fast  offerings  and  observing 
the  law  of  the  fast  as  fully  as  the 
Lord  has  taught  it,  and  if  we  were 
united  in  carrying  out  the  principles 
of  the  welfare  program  as  they  have 
been  given  to  us  by  our  leaders  today, 
we  would  be  free  from  want  and  dis- 
tress and  would  be  able  fully  to  care 
for  our  own.  .  .  . 

If  we  were  fully  united  as  a  people 
in  our  missionary  work,  we  would 
rapidly  hasten  the  day  when  the  gos- 
pel would  be  preached  to  all  people 
without  and  within  the  boundaries  of 
the  organized  stakes  of  Zion.  .  .  . 

If  we  were  fully  united  in  keeping 
the  law  of  sacrifice  and  paying  our 
tithes  as  we  have  been  schooled  today, 
we  would  have  sufficient  to  build  our 
temples,  our  chapels,  our  schools  of 
learning.  .  .  . 

If  we  were  united  as  a  people  in 
electing  honorable  men  to  high  places 
in  our  civil  government,  regardless  of 
the  political  party  with  which  we  have 
affiliation,  we  would  be  able  to  safe- 
guard our  communities  and  to  pre- 
serve law  and  order  among  us.  .  .  . 

If  we  were  united  in  safeguarding 
our  youth  from  promiscuous  associa- 
tions that  foster  marriages  out  of  the 
Church  and  out  of  the  temples,  by 
having  socials  and  recreations  as  a 
united  people,  as  has  been  the  prac- 
tice from  our  pioneer  days,  we  would 
be  building  all  our  Latter-day  Saint 
homes  on  a  sure  and  happy  founda- 
tion. .  ,  . 

If  we  were  united  in  safeguarding 
the  Church  from  false  doctrines  and 
error   and    in    standing    as    watchmen 


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upon  the  tower  as  teachers  and  lead- 
ers in  watching  over  the  Church, 
then  we  would  be  free  from  these 
things  that  cause  many  to  stumble 
and  fall  and  lose  their  faith.  .  .  . 

If  we  were  united  in  our  temple 
work  and  in  our  genealogical  research 
work,  we  would  not  be  satisfied  with 
the  present  temples  only,  but  we 
would  have  sufficient  work  for  tem- 
ples yet  to  come,  to  the  unlocking  of 
the  doors  of  opportunity  to  those  be- 
yond who  are  our  own  kin,  and  thus 
ourselves  become  saviors  on  Mount 
Zion  .  .  .  (Conference  Report,  April 
1950,  pp.  96-97). 

To  the  degree  that  the  saints 
are  a  united  people,  the  general 
purposes  of  the  Lord  will  be  ful- 
filled. But,  as  far  as  the  individ- 
ual is  concerned,  there  cannot  be 
salvation  in  its  highest  sense  if 
he  is  not  united  with  the  onward, 
progressive  movement  of  the 
Church  as  an  organization. 

TRIBULATION 

In  the  1830's  the  Saints  were 
warned  of  coming  tribulation  be- 
fore the  day  of  complete  fulfill- 
ment of  the  promises.  (D&C 
58:1-5;  78:14.)  The  world  has 
yet  many  tribulations  to  endure 
because,  in  the  main,  it  will  not 
give  heed  to  the  words  of  the  liv- 
ing prophets.  (Ibid.,  45:25-33.) 
Preparation  for  the  future  in 
terms  of  economic  welfare  has 
been  the  counsel  of  the  General 
Authorities  for  many  years.  In 
the  1941  general  conference  El- 
der Harold  B.  Lee  of  the  Council 
of  the  Twelve  said: 

...  A  brief  review  of  the  past  in- 
struction of  our  leaders  should  only 
serve  to  warn  the  disobedient  and  to 
encourage  the  obedient  to  continue 
faithful.  Today  listen  to  the  words 
of  President  Wilford  Woodruff  that 
he  spoke  more  than  forty  years  ago: 


concerned,  we  have  got  to  go  to  work 
and  provide  for  ourselves.  The  day 
will  come  when  you  will  see  the  ne- 
cessity for  making  your  own  shoes 
and  clothing,  raising  your  own  food, 
and  uniting  together  to  carry  out  the 
purposes  of  the  Lord.  We  will  be 
preserved  in  the  mountains  of  Israel 
in  the  day  of  God's  judgment." 

I  therefore  say  to  you,  my  brethren 
and  sisters,  prepare  for  that  which  is 
to  come  (Conference  Report,  October 
1941,  page  114). 

ADAM,   OUR  PRINCE 

When  the  Church  becomes  in- 
dependent from  all  other  crea- 
tures in  the  world  through  the 
providence  of  God,  then  those 
who  have  endeavored  by  prep- 
aration for  that  event  shall  be 
made  rulers  over  many  kingdoms. 
Exaltation  in  the  celestial  king- 
dom gives  rulership  over  king- 
doms and  posterity.  (D&C 
78:14-15.)  This  message  serves 
as  an  introduction  to  some  infor- 
mation regarding  Adam,  the  pro- 
genitor of  the  human  race.  This 
is  the  first  time  in  the  modern 
revelations  where  Adam-ondi- 
Ahman  is  mentioned.  (Doctrine 
and  Covenants  Commentary, 
pages  482-3.)  This  is  the  place 
where  Adam  met  with  his  pos- 
terity and  gave  them  a  patriarch- 
al blessing.  (D&C  107:53-57.) 
Adam-ondi-Ahman  is  located 
north  of  Jackson  County  in  Da- 
viess County,  Missouri. 

.  .  .  the  Holy  One  of  Zion,  who  hath 
established  the  foundations  of  Adam- 
ondi-Ahman; 

Who  hath  appointed  Michael  your 
prince,  and  established  his  feet,  and 
set  him  upon  high,  and  given  unto 
him  the  keys  of  salvation  under  the 
counsel  and  direction  of  the  Holy 
One,  who  is  without  beginning  of  days 
or  end  of  life  (Ibid.,  78:15-16). 


"So  far  as  temporal   matters  are         These  verses  give  US  an  under- 


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standing  of  the  position  that 
Adam  holds  in  Latter-day  Saint 
belief.  Adam  is  the  prince  over 
all  of  his  posterity  and  as  such 
will  preside  over  them,  under  the 
direction  of  the  Holy  One  who  is 
Jesus  Christ,  when  the  earth  be- 
comes celestialized.  {Ibid.,  107: 
54-55.) 

CONCLUSION 

The  saints  at  that  day,  and  to- 
day, are  little  children  in  an  un- 
derstanding of  the  great  blessings 
in  store  for  the  faithful.  Though 
one  might  know  that  many  king- 
doms may  be  ruled  (D&C  78:15, 
17)  and  all  things  inherited 
(verse  22),  few  understand  what 
this  means.    We  can  understand 


present  blessings,  and  we  may 
thrill  in  the  contemplation  of 
great  blessings  to  come  if  we  are 
wise  stewards;  consequently,  the 
Lord  reminds  us  that  what  is  now 
received  should  be  accepted  in 
thankfulness.  If  this  is  done,  then 
the  riches  of  eternity  are  ours. 

QUESTIONS  FOR  DISCUSSION 

1.  Give  a  brief  review  of  the  essen- 
tial principles  of  the  law  of  consecra- 
tion. 

2.  What  additional  information 
about  this  law  is  given  in  Section  83? 

3.  Discuss:  Equality  of  members  in 
the  United  Order. 

4.  How  may  the  members  of  the 
Church  become  united  in  achieving 
the  goal  of  independence  for  the 
Church? 


On  Seeing  a  Son  off  to  School 

Evalyn  M.  Sand  berg 

His  hand  leaves  mine. 

He  saunters  down  the  hill, 

All  dignity  and  new-found  poise, 

And  he  is  only  five. 

He  turns  and  waves. 

Alone  —  and  yet  not  quite  alone. 

Still  held 

Upon  that  silver  strand 

By  which  a  mother  claims  her  child. 

I  would  not  have  him  walk  alone; 

Yet  walk  alone  he  must. 

Dear  God  in  heaven: 

Regard  my  child. 

Do  keep  him  in  thy  trust. 


707 


Christine  H.   Robinson 

Message  59  "Every  Man  Seeking  the  Interest 
of  His  Neighbor  .  .  ."  (D&C  82:19) 

For  First  Meeting,   December  1964 

Objective:  To  deserve  the  Lord's  blessings,  and  the 

love  of  our  neighbors,  our  actions  must  show 

genuine  interest  in  and  concern  for  others. 


Interest  in,  concern  for,  and 
service  to  others  form  the  founda- 
tion of  the  good  Christian  hfe. 
Throughout  his  ministry  the  Sav- 
ior emphasized  that  the  greatest 
joy  and  happiness  come  to  those 
who  center  their  Hves  on  love  and 
service  to  others.  Jesus  said, 
''This  is  my  commandment,  That 
ye  love  one  another,  as  I  have 
loved  you"  (John  15:12).  Inter- 
est in,  concern  for,  and  service  to 
others  is  the  only  genuine  mani- 
festation of  true  love. 

One  of  the  best  known  and 
most  dramatic  examples  of  con- 
cern for  a  neighbor  is  the  Sav- 
ior's story  of  the  good  Samaritan. 
Unlike  others  who  had  passed  by 
the  wounded  man  without  help- 
ing him,  the  Samaritan  bound  up 
his  wound,  provided  needed  med- 
icine and  took  him  to  an  inn  for 
further  care.  His  compassion 
prompted  the  Savior  to  ask  the 
question,  ''Which  now  of  these 
three,  thinkest  thou,  was  neigh- 
bour unto  him?"  (See  Luke 
10:30-37.) 


Without  doubt  the  best  way  to 
show  our  love  to  our  Father  in 
heaven  and  to  deserve  his  bless- 
ings is  to  love  and  serve  one  an- 
other. Real  joy,  accomplish- 
ments, and  personal  success  come 
through  selfless  service.  Some- 
one has  said,  "Man  becomes  suc- 
cessful and  great  exactly  in  the 
degree  to  which  he  works  for  the. 
welfare  of  his  fellow  men."  The 
emphasis  in  this  thought  is  on 
work  and  deeds.  Love  without 
manifestation  does  not  feed  the 
heart  any  more  than  a  locked 
bread  box  feeds  the  body. 

The  importance  of  deeds  rath- 
er than  mere  thoughts  or  prayers 
on  behalf  of  our  neighbors  is 
beautifully  illustrated  in  the  fol- 
lowing poem: 

I  knelt  to  pray  as  day  began 

And  prayed,  "O  God  bless  every  man." 

Lift    from    each    weary    heart    some 

pain 
And  let  the  sick  be  well  again. 
And  then  I  rose  to  meet  the  day 
And  thoughtlessly  went  on  my  way; 
I  took  no  steps  to  ease  the  load 
Of  hard-pressed  travelers  on  the  road. 


■    J' 


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I  didn't  even  go  to  see 

The  sick   friend  who  lives   next  door 

to  me. 
But  then  again  when  day  was  done 
I  prayed,  "O  God,  bless  every  one." 
But  as  I  prayed  a  voice  rang  clear 
Instructing  me  to  think  and  hear, 
"Consult    your    own    heart    ere    you 

pray: 
What   good   have   you    performed    to- 
day? 
God's  choicest  blessings  are  bestowed 
On  those  who  help  him  bear  the  load." 

(Anonymous) 

In  our  modern  complex  world 
we  are  growing  more  and  more 
interdependent.  As  our  lives  be- 
come more  specialized  we  depend 
to  an  increasing  extent  upon  the 
services  performed  by  others. 
Consequently,  we  must  take  in- 
terest in  each  other.  We  need 
each  other  and  need  the  assur- 
ance and  feeling  of  security  that 
come  with  being  needed.  We  all 
hunger  for  the  heartfelt  and  true 
concern  of  our  friends  and  neigh- 
bors. 

Manifesting  a  sincere  interest 
in  the  welfare  of  others  means 
more  than  giving  worldly  goods. 
When  we  have  a  real  concern  for 


another,  we  seek  to  build  him  up 
in  his  own  eyes  and  to  make  him 
feel  he^  important  and  needed. 
We  encourage  him  to  noble  en- 
deavor, and  constantly  assure 
him  of  our  confidence  in  him  and 
of  our  friendship.  Someone  has 
said,  "there  are  more  people  in 
this  world  hungering  for  kind- 
ness, sympathy,  comradeship, 
and  love,  than  are  hungering  for 
bread."  /f^^^-c^^^^^^O*^ 

Let  us  resolve  today  to  speak 
the  kind  v/ord,  write  the  note  of 
appreciation,  offer  commenda- 
tion for  some  worthy  thing  well 
done,  and  give  recognition  and 
approval  to  the  efforts  of  others. 
Countless  opportunities  are  pres- 
ent every  day  to  show  our  neigh- 
bor that  we  have  interest  and 
concern  for  his  well-being. 

"I  shall  pass  this  v/ay  but 
once;  any  good  thing  therefore 
that  I  can  do,  or  any  kindness 
that  I  can  show,  let  me  do  it  now. 
Let  me  not  defer  it  or  neglect  it, 
for  I  shall  not  pass  this  way 
again"  (Anonymous). 


Autumn  Raiment 

Ethel  Jacobson 

Now  with  this  hard  frost, 
Every  seam  and  fold 
Of  our  stark  mountainside 
Flames  with  gold. 

To  mark  each  hidden  stream, 
Long  serpentines  of  trees 
Embroider  gilt  and  crimson 
Traceries. 

Now  autumn  comes,  a  ki 

"^-'Arrayed  as  kings  of  old.^lj 

,^^^p  purple  velvet  shado\A/s^^ 

•^iN-ocaded.  in  gold-  *^ 


»>*.■ 


•'"  '■■'>. 


mntu' 


■    i 

4 


Winnifred  C.  Jardine 
Discussion  3:  Personal  Attractiveness,  a  Factor  in  [Happiness 

(A  Course  Expected  to  Be  Used  by  Wards  and  Branches  at  Work  Meeting) 

For  Second  Meeting,  December  1964 

Objective:  To  see  the  effect  of  our  personal  attractiveness 
on  our  own  and  our  family's  happiness. 


As  everyone  knows,  what  we  are 
inside  reflects  on  the  outside,  and 
conversely,  how  we  look  on  the 
outside  affects  the  way  we  feel 
inside. 

When  we  are  dressed  approp- 
riately— from  the  moment  we  get 
out  of  bed  in  the  morning  until 
we  retire  at  night — our  confi- 
dence increases,  our  spirits 
brighten,  we  are  more  efficient, 
and  we  are  happier.  Our  families 
feel  this  and  respond — feeling  a 
little  more  sure  of  themselves  and 
proud  of  us. 

A  decisive  beginning  to  the  day 
on  the  part  of  mother  can  influ- 
ence the  attitude  of  the  family. 
If  she  is  up  and  dressed,  with  her 
hair  combed,  the  day  has  defi- 
nitely begun.  She  feels  good  be- 
cause she  is  ''on  top"  of  things, 
and  her  family  feels  good  because 
she  looks  like  she  is  "on  top"  of 
things.  In  that  home  happiness 
can  rise  with  the  sun. 

(Three  things  to  be  worn  as 
little  as  possible  are  hair  curlers, 
housecoats  or  robes,  and  bedroom 
slippers! ) 


Attractiveness  begins  with 
cleanliness.  Personal  habits  dif- 
fer from  country  to  country,  de- 
pending upon  facilities,  water 
supplies,  etc.,  but  cleanliness  is 
fundamental  and  should  be 
achieved  by  whatever  means.  A 
frequent  bath  not  only  keeps  the 
body  clean  and  fresh,  but  bright- 
ens the  spirit  and  relieves  fa- 
tigue. 

Clothing,  too,  should  be  kept 
fresh  and  clean.  White  collars, 
white  gloves,  scarves,  and  under- 
wear should  be  laundered  regular- 
ly so  they  are  spotless.  Sponge 
and  press  outer  clothing  as 
needed,  and  keep  shoes  polished 
and  in  good  repair  for  good 
grooming. 

Mothers  need  to  have  the  prop- 
er clothing  for  their  roles  as 
homemaker,  hostess,  and  mother. 
As  with  all  things,  there  needs 
to  be  a  careful  balance  of  mo- 
ther's going  without  (as  she  so 
often  does)  to  provide  more  for 
the  children.  She  should  take  care 
of  her  own  needs  sufficiently  well, 
to  keep  the  family's  pride  in  her 


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appearance.  It  is  important  for 
each  family  member  to  learn  to 
go  without  occasionally,  enabling 
all  to  share  the  family  resources. 

Homemakers  should  plan  ward- 
robes for  around  the  house  just 
as  they  do  for  their  social  lives. 
Comfortable  and  well-fitting 
shoes  for  working  about  the  house 
can  give  a  woman  hours  more 
energy.  Clothes  that  are  simple 
and  loose-fitting  not  only  are  eas- 
ier to  wash  and  iron,  but  also 
give  the  body  freedom  for  stretch- 
ing or  kneehng. 

A  wardrobe  should  include  ap- 
propriate clothing  for  going  out 
casually  in  public — shopping,  to 
the  library,  and  on  errands. 

It  is  important  to  our  feeling 
of  well-being  and  happiness  (and 
to  that  of  our  families)  to  be 
conscious  of  our  appearance.  We 
should  always  look  acceptable 
before  leaving  home.  This  would 
apply  to  dressing  appropriately 
for  Relief  Society  meeting  and 
other  Relief  Society  activities  and 
Church  functions. 

The  Church  has  set  standards 
of  dress  to  which  mothers  and 
daughters  should  adhere.  Coun- 
sel was  given  to  Relief  Society 
relative  to  standards  of  dress  by 
President  Joseph  Fielding  Smith 
and  Elder  Mark  E.  Petersen  in 
the  General  Relief  Society  Con- 
ference October  1962. 

President  Smith  advised:  ''And 
I  think  the  Latter-day  Saints 
should  not  follow  the  fashions 
and  the  immodesty  of  the  world. 
We  are  the  people  of  the  Lord. 
He  expects  us  to  live  clean,  vir- 
tuous lives,  to  keep  our  thoughts 
clean  and  minds  pure  and  faith- 


ful in  the  observance  of  all  his 
other  commandments.  Why 
should  we  follow  the  world,  why 
can  we  not  be  modest,  why  can't 
we  do  the  things  the  Lord  would 
have  us  do?" 

Elder  Petersen  declared,  ''Mo- 
thers in  Israel,  as  long  as  we  turn 
away  from  modesty  in  dress  and 
follow  the  way  of  the  world  in 
style,  just  that  long  will  we  pay 
the  price  in  a  breakdown  of  mor- 
als among  the  younger  genera- 
tion." 

By  being  particular  both  in 
standards  and  neatness  of  dress, 
we  can  set  an  example  that  might 
change  the  habits  of  the  neigh- 
borhood, which  in  turn  could 
strengthen  the  attitude  of  the 
community,  which  could  build  the 
stature  of  a  nation,  which  could 
magnify  the  world. 

It  is  a  loving  mother  or  grand- 
mother who  makes  a  special  ef- 
fort to  pretty  herself  up  before 
the  family  comes.  Though  there 
may  have  been  children  underfoot 
all  day,  there  should  be  a  moment 
to  freshen  up,  to  appear  neat  and 
clean  to  greet  homecoming  family 
members.  This  makes  for  a  pleas- 
ant remembrance  for  children  to 
tuck  away  in  their  memory  chests 
and  attractive  picture  for  a  hus- 
band to  come  home  to. 

Let  us  keep  up  our  appearance 
so  the  family  can  be  proud  of  us. 
After  all,  most  of  us  spend  the 
greater  part  of  our  waking  hours 
at  home  and  this  is  where  we 
ought  to  look  our  best.  For  it  is 
here  the  most  important  people 
in  the  world — our  families — will 
be  seeing  us! 


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LITERATURE 


The  Individual  and  Human  Values 
as  Seen  Through  Literature 


Elder  Bruce  B.  Clark 
Lesson  3:  Poetry  of  Faith  in  God  and  Man:  Part  1 

(Textbook:  Out  of  the  Best  Books  by  Bruce  B.  Clark  and  Robert  K.  Thomas, 

Deseret  News  Press,  Salt  Lake  City 

For  Third  Meeting,  December  1964 

Objective:  To  show  how  spiritual  values  and  faith  in  God 
and  man   have  been  expressed  through  poetry. 


Occasionally  in  the  world  of 
literature  there  is  a  writer  so  gift- 
ed and  so  wise  that  he  seems  to 
speak  with  a  voice  of  divine 
authority.  Such  a  writer  was 
William  Wordsworth  (1770- 
1850),  who,  a  century  and  a  half 
ago,  created  poems  of  such  simple 
beauty  and  such  enduring  truth 
that  their  appeal  and  greatness 
seem  forever  assured.  If  we  Lat- 
ter-day Saints  take  seriously  the 
Lord's  commandment  to  seek 
words  of  wisdom  out  of  the  best 
books,  we  will  do  well  to  study 
the  poems  of  Wordsworth,  for  in 
all  literature  there  are  few  other 
first-quaUty  poets  who  shaped  so 
many  religious  and  ethical  truths 
into  works  of  art.  As  Samuel 
Taylor  Coleridge  says,  Words- 
worth was  "friend  of  the  wise  and 
teacher  of  the  good,"  who,  in 
Matthew  Arnold's  words,  came 
to  a  world  of  "doubts,  disputes, 
distractions,  fears"  and  brought 
stability  through  the  "healing 
power"  of  his  poetry. 


ODE:   INTIMATIONS  OF 
IMMORTALITY 

Wordsworth's  poem  best 
known  to  Latter-day  Saints  is  the 
famous  "Ode:  Intimations  of  Im- 
mortality from  Recollections  of 
Early  Childhood,"  for  it  is  the 
fullest  and  most  beautiful  expres- 
sion in  all  literature  harmonious 
with  the  unique  Latter-day  Saint 
doctrine  of  pre-existence,  which 
extends  immortality  in  both  di- 
rections, not  only  forward  into 
post-mortality  following  death 
and  resurrection,  but  also  back- 
ward into  pre-mortality  before 
birth.  All  Christian  churches 
recognize  life  after  death,  and 
many  Christian  people  have  a 
sort  of  inherent  feeling  that  there 
is  life  before  birth;  but  The 
Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of  Latter- 
day  Saints  alone  teaches  as  an 
official  doctrine  that  we  mortals 
existed  as  individual  spirit  chil- 
dren with  God  our  Father  and 
exercised  our  free  agency  for  de- 
velopment in  a  pre-mortal  state. 


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Wordsworth  was  not,  of  course, 
a  Latter-day  Saint  and  perhaps 
never  heard  of  ''Mormonism," 
for,  bom  in  1770,  he  was  an  old 
man  when  the  gospel  came  to 
England  and  he  died  in  1850, 
when  the  Church  was  still  very 
young.  But  he  might  well  have 
been  an  inspired  forerunner  of 
th«  gospel  when,  in  1805,  the 
very  year  of  Joseph  Smith's 
birth,  he  wrote: 

Our  birth  is  but  a   sleep  and  a  for- 
getting: 
The  soul  that  rises  with  us,  our  life's 
star, 

Hath    had    elsewhere    its    setting. 

And  Cometh  from  afar: 
Not  in  entire  forgetfulness. 
And  not  in  utter  nakedness, 
But   trailing    clouds    of    glory    do    we 
come 

From  God,  who  is  our  home. 

These  eight  lines  come  out  of 
the  middle  of  the  beautiful  ''Im- 
mortahty"  ode.  To  understand 
fully  what  Wordsworth  is  saying 
we  need  to  study  the  entire  204 
lines  of  the  poem.  We  need  to 
know  that  Wordsworth  was  en- 
deavoring to  lift  his  friend  Cole- 
ridge out  of  the  despondency  in- 
to which  Coleridge  was  plunged 
because  of  the  personal  tragedy 
of  his  life  and  because  he  could 
no  longer  respond  to  the  beau- 
ties of  nature  around  him,  which 
heretofore  had  been  the  source 
of  his  creative  inspiration.  "I  see, 
not  feel,  how  beautiful  they  are," 
said  Coleridge  in  his  sadly  beau- 
tiful poem  "Dejection:  An  Ode." 
Samuel  Taylor  Coleridge 
(1772-1834)  was  not  only  Words- 
worth's great  friend  but  also  a 
brilliant  poet  and  literary  critic, 
probably  the  most  learned  poet 
of  his  generation.  His  skill  as  a 
poet  and  his  powers  of  the  imagi- 


nation were  astonishing,  and  yet 
his  personal  life  was  shattered  by 
an  agonizing  marriage  failure, 
years  of  excruciating  physical 
sickness,  and  a  woeful  lack  of 
self- discipline  that  threatened  to 
wreck  him  spiritually  and  men- 
tally as  well  as  physically.  All  of 
this  anguish  is  reflected  in  Col- 
eridge's "Dejection:  An  Ode." 
And  Wordsworth's  "Immortal- 
ity" ode  was  written  as  a  direct 
answer  to  Coleridge's  poem,  es- 
pecially to  the  central  problem  of 
the  poem — Coleridge's  spiritual 
despondency  caused  by  a  lack  of 
responsiveness  to  the  inspiring 
beauties  of  nature. 

To  understand  Wordsworth's 
poem  we  need  to  examine  its 
form.  Structurally  it  is  what  we 
call  an  "irregular  ode."  Each 
stanza  in  number  of  lines,  rhyme 
pattern,  length  of  lines,  and  met- 
er within  the  lines  is  different 
from  every  other  stanza.  Yet  rhy- 
thm. Thyme,  sound,  and  image- 
ry are  at  all  times  so  expertly 
controlled  and  so  harmoniously 
related  to  meaning  that  the  re- 
sult is  a  rich  work  of  art  —  a 
miniature  symphony  of  sound 
fused  with  a  provocative  essay  of 
meaning. 

The  poem  is  structurally  divid- 
ed into  eleven  stanzas,  but  in 
idea-development  it  has  only 
three  sections.  The  first  four 
stanzas  comprise  the  first  section, 
in  which  Wordsworth  agrees  with 
Coleridge  that  as  we  grow  older 
we  can  no  longer  respond  spon- 
taneously to  the  beauties  of  na- 
ture as  a  child  does.  Then  in 
the  next  section,  stanzas  5 
through  8,  Wordsworth  endeav- 
ors to  explain  why  this  is  so :  that 
when  we  were  young  we  were 
close  to  God  and  hence  close  to 


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the  creations  of  God  in  nature, 
but  that  as  we  grow  older  the 
''prison  house"  of  mortaUty  clos- 
es around  us  and  we  seem  to 
grow  apart  from  nature.  But, 
continues  Wordsworth  in  the 
closing  section  (stanzas  9 
through  11),  we  should  not 
grieve  over  our  loss  of  spontane- 
ous joy  in  nature,  for  in  the  wis- 
dom of  maturity  that  gives  us 
thoughtful  insight  into  the  truth 
of  immortality  we  have  "abun- 
dant recompense"  for  all  our  loss: 

What  though  the  radiance  which  was 

once  so  bright 
Be  now  for  ever  taken  from  my  sight, 
Though   nothing   can   bring   back 

the   hour 
Of  splendor  in  the  grass,  of  glory 

in   the  flower; 
We  will  grieve  not,  rather  find 
Strength  in  what  remains  behind; 
In  the  primal  sympathy 
Which  having  been  must  ever  be; 
In    the    soothing    thoughts    that 

spring 
Out  of  human  suffering; 
In   the    faith    that   looks   through 
death, 
In    years    that   bring   the   philosophic 
mind. 

And  so,  through  the  contem- 
plation of  God-created  beauty  in 
nature,  has  come  a  greater  under- 
standing of  man  in  relation  to 
eternity. 

Thanks  to  the  human  heart  by  which 

we  live, 
Thanks  to  its  tenderness,  its  joys,  and 

fears, 
To  me  the  meanest  flower  that  blows 

can  give 
Thoughts  that  do  often  lie  too  deep 

for  tears. 

THE   PRELUDE 

Wordsworth's  ''Intimations  of 
Immortality"  ode  is  well  known 
in  the  Church.  Most  of  his  other 
poems    are,    unfortunately,    very 


little  known,  yet  in  them  are 
ideas  just  as  beautifully  ex- 
pressed and  as  harmonious  with 
gospel  teaching  as  those  in  the 
"Immortality"  ode. 

His  greatest  long  poem  is  "The 
Prelude,"  that  massive  and 
unique  autobiographical  work 
concerned  with  the  "growth  of  a 
poet's  mind,"  as  its  sub-title  in- 
dicates. The  poem  is  so  long  and 
full  that  only  brief  passages  can 
be  cited  here;  but  it  is  so  perti- 
nent that  not  to  discuss  it  would 
be  a  mistake.  Written  in  digni- 
fied, stately,  sonorous  blank 
verse,  it  is  the  fullest  poetic  treat- 
ment in  the  English  language  of 
how  childhood  experiences  and 
attitudes  during  the  "seedtime" 
of  one's  life  gradually  shape  the 
habits  and  personality  and  char- 
acter of  adulthood.  A  powerful 
message  on  the  importance  of 
proper  environment  and  training 
in  childhood  is  implied  through- 
out this  long  poem,  for,  as  Words- 
worth says  elsewhere,  "The  child 
is  father  of  the  man."  And  out  of 
all  the  miscellaneous  and  some- 
times discordant  experiences  of 
life  "the  immortal  spirit  grows 
like  harmony  in  music." 

In  "The  Prelude"  we  find  one 
of  the  most  eloquent  tributes  in 
all  literature  to  the  power  of  na- 
ture to  dignify  and  ennoble  man : 

If  in  my  youth  I  have  been  pure  in 
heart. 

If,  mingling  with  the  world,  I  am  con- 
tent 

With  my  own  modest  pleasures,  and 
have  lived 

With  God  and  Nature  communing, 
removed 

From  little  enmities  and  low  desires — 

if  in  these  times  of  fear. 

This  melancholy  waste  of  hope  o'er- 
thrown. 

If,  'mid  indifference  and  apathy, 


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And  wicked  exultation  when  good  men 
On  every  side  fall   off,  we   know   not 

how, 
To     selfishness,    disguised     in     gentle 

names 
Of  peace  and  quiet  and  domestic  love 
Yet     mingled     not     unwillingly     with 

sneers 
On  visionary  minds;  if  in  this  time 
Of  dereliction  and  dismay,  I  yet 
Despair  not  of  our  nature,  but  retain 
A    more    than    Roman    confidence,    a 

faith 
That  fails  not,  in  all  sorrow  my  sup- 
port, 
The  blessing  of  my  life  —  the  gift  is 

yours. 
Ye  winds  and  sounding  cataracts!  'tis 

yours, 
Ye  mountains!  think,  O  Nature!  Thou 

hast  fed 
My  lofty  speculations;  and  in  thee, 
For  this  uneasy  heart  of  ours,  I  find 
A  never-failing  principle  of  joy 
And  purest  passion. 

"The  Prelude"  goes  on  to  talk 
of  the  innate  nobility  that  is 
man's  heritage,  and  of  how,  when 
he  conquers  the  base  animal  in- 
stincts within  himself,  man  can 
move  toward  the  potentiality  of 
godliness  that  is  his,  for  "there's 
not  a  man  that  lives  who  hath 
not  known  his  godlike  hours." 

In  the  remaining  books  of 
"The  Prelude,"  fourteen  long 
books  in  all,  Wordsv/orth  talks  of 
many  further  things  that  shape 
one's  life  for  good  or  bad,  espe- 
cially how  faith  in  immortality 
can  lift  one  to  nobility  in  mor- 
tality. 


I  had  inward  hopes 

And  swellings  of  the  spirit,  was  rapt 
and  soothed, 

Conversed  with  promises,  had  glim- 
mering views 

How  life  pervades  the  undecaying 
mind; 

How  the  immortal  soul  with  God-like 
power 

Informs,  creates,  and  thaws  the  deep- 
est sleep 

That  time  can  lay  upon  her;  how  on 
earth, 

Man,  if  he  do  but  live  within  the  light 

Of  high  endeavors,  daily  spreads 
abroad 

His  being  armed  with  strength  that 
cannot  fail. 

And  the  conclusion  of  this 
lengthy  meditation  on  life  and 
the  universe  is 

Faith    in    life   endless,   the   sustaining 

thought 
Of  human  Being,  Eternity,  and  God. 

CHARACTER  OF  THE 
HAPPY  WARRIOR 

Not  so  philosophically  or  artis- 
tically rich*  as  "The  Prelude" 
and  the  "Intimations  of  Immor- 
tality" ode  but  even  more  direct- 
ly centered  around  an  ethical 
message  is  "Character  of  the 
Happy  Warrior,"  which  is  Words- 
worth's fullest  description  of 
what  he  felt  man  at  his  best 
should  be.  In  a  narrow  sense  it 
characterizes  what  a  military  of- 
ficer ought  to  be  but  in  a  larger 
sense  is  a  portrait  of  an  ideal 
leader    of    men.    Such    an    ideal 


*Lack  of  artistic  richness  seriously  lessens  the  poetic  attractiveness  of 
"Character  of  the  Happy  Warrior."  Most  readers  prefer  poetry  that  communi- 
cates through  metaphors  and  other  figurative,  imagistic  phrases.  But  the  lan- 
guage here  tends  to  be  direct  and  literal.  The  form  is  blank  verse,  but  it  is 
more  prosaic  and  "flat"  than  that  of  Wordsworth's  great  blank-verse  poems  such 
as  "Michael"  and  "The  Prelude,"  or  of  such  a  poem  as  "Intimations  of  Im- 
mortality." Indeed,  a  good  case  could  be  made  for  calling  "Character  of  the 
Happy  Warrior"  a  prose  essay  in  iambic  pentameter  rhythm  rather  than  a  gen- 
uine poem.  The  work  is  included  here  not  for  its  artistry  of  language  but  for 
its  loftiness  of  message. 


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leader  is  a  man  "whose  high  en- 
deavors are  an  inward  light  that 
makes  the  path  before  him  always 
bright,"  one  who  "makes  his  mor- 
al being  his  prime  care,"  and  who 
is 

even  more  pure, 
As   tempted   more;   more   able   to   en- 
dure, 
As  more  exposed  to  suffering  and  dis- 
tress; 
Thence,    also,    more   alive   to    tender- 
ness. 

Such  a  man  "labors  good  on  good 
to  fix  and  owes  to  virtue  every 
triumph  that  he  knows."  And,  if 
he  rises  to  a  position  of  import- 
ance, will  do  so  "by  open  means" 
only  and  remain  there  "on  honor- 
able terms"  only.  He  is  trust- 
worthy and  dedicated  but  also 
humble  and  unworldly.  He  is  a 
man  whose  reasoned  control  of 
himself  is  absolute  and  whose  sole 
motivation  for  achievement  is  the 
common  good,  a  man  so  wise  and 
stable  that  "through  the  heat  of 
conflict  he  keeps  the  law  in  calm- 
ness made,"  a  man  who,  though 
destined  to  wrestle  with  great  is- 
sues, still  "leans  to  homefelt 
pleasures  and  to  gentle  scenes  .  .  . 
More  brave  for  this,  that  he  hath 
much  to  love."  The  ideal  leader  is 
finally  he  who 

Plays,  in  the  many  games  of  life,  that 

one 
Where  what  he  most  doth  value  must 

be  won: 
Whom    neither    shape    of    danger    can 

dismay, 
Nor  thought  of  tender  happiness 

betray; 
Who,  not  content  that  former  worth 

stand  fast. 
Looks  forward,  persevering  to  the  last, 
From  well  to  better,  daily  self-surpast. 

He  is  not  concerned  for  fame; 
indeed,  he  is  indifferent  to  both 


fame  and  obscurity.  Rather  his 
concern  is  for  an  undeviating  de- 
votion to  some  good  cause,  and 
he  works  unselfishly  towards  this 
goal  "in  confidence  of  Heaven's 
applause." 

What  a  difference  there  would 
be  in  the  world  if  every  military 
leader,  every  civic  leader,  every 
industrial  leader,  every  religious 
leader,  every  political  leader  had 
these  lofty  rules  of  conduct  stead- 
ily in  mind  and  followed  them! 
There  is  perhaps  no  higher  code 
of  ethics  recorded  anywhere  than 
Wordsworth's  except  in  the  great- 
est of  all  sermons  spoken  on  a 
mountain  by  the  Savior  of  the 
world.  And  fortunately,  Words- 
worth is  consistent,  even  as  Christ 
was,  in  his  insistence  upon  honor 
in  human  affairs.  For  example,  in 
"Dion,"  a  poem  written  late  in 
his  life,  Wordsworth  further  ex- 
plorers ethics  in  leadership,  speci- 
fically the  problem  of  whether  a 
good  end  ever  justifies  evil  means 
to  attain  that  end,  and  concludes: 

Him  only  pleasure  leads,  and  peace 

attends. 
Whose  means  are  fair  and  spotless  as 

his   ends. 

NOTE  TO  CLASS  LEADERS: 

Generally  the  lessons  in  this 
new  literature  series  will  not  con- 
centrate on  a  single  author  or  on 
any  "movement"  in  literature, 
but  instead  will  cover  short  works 
(poems,  stories,  etc.)  by  several 
authors,  built  around  a  central 
theme,  with  emphasis  on  the 
works  themselves  and  on  their 
meaning  and  values.  However,  the 
English  poet  William  Wordsworth 
is  so  great  an  affirmer  of  spiritual 
values  that  the  lesson  for  this 
month  centers  on  several  poems 


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by  him,  as  examples  of  the  poetry 
of  faith. 

In  addition  to  the  discussion 
of  Wordsworth  given  on  these 
pages,  the  ReKef  Society  Hterary 
text  contains  other  material  on 
Wordsworth,  including  a  full 
printing  of  the  "Intimations  of 
Immortality"  ode  and  ''Character 
of  the  Happy  Warrior."  It  also 
contains  an  introductory  discus- 
sion stressing  that  although  there 
is  much  pessimism  and  negativism 
in  some  works  of  literature, 
through  the  centuries  men  of  lit- 
erature, and  especially  poets, 
have  traditionally  been  defenders 
of  man's  faith  and  champions  of 
his  spiritual  ideals.  A  full  discus- 
sion of  several  poems  by  the  great 
Robert  Browning  is  also  included 
in  this  section  of  the  text  (also  to 
be  used  for  next  month's  lesson) , 
with  supplementary  discussions  of 
poems  by  William  Blake,  Emily 
Dickinson,  Francis  Thompson, 
Gerard  Manley  Hopkins,  and 
Edith  Sitwell.  If  the  literature 
class  leader  desires,  these  supple- 
mentary selections  may  be  used 


in  the  Relief  Society  lessons  to 
enrich  this  material  on  Words- 
worth —  as  determined  by  the 
special  needs  of  the  ward  or 
branch. 

Thoughts  and  Questions  for  Discussion: 

1.  To  what  extent  does  the  wisdom 
of  maturity  serve  as  "abundant  recom- 
pense" for  a  loss  of  the  spontaneous 
joys  of  youth,  as  Wordsworth  says  in 
"Intimations  of  Immortahty"? 

2.  To  what  extent  do  children  have 
intuitive  knowledge  of  truth,  as  Words- 
worth also  says? 

3.  Discuss  the  meaning  of  the  two 
closing  lines  of  "Intimations  of  Im- 
mortality': 

To  me  the  meanest  flower 

that  blows  can  give 
Thoughts  that  do  often  lie 

too  deep  for  tears. 

4.  From  the  viewpoint  of  modern 
psychology,  discuss  the  meaning  of 
Wordsworth's  line:  "The  child  is  fath- 
er of  the  man."  Does  your  experience 
support  this  view  of  the  relationship 
of  maturity  to  childhood? 

5.  Discuss  the  qualities  identified 
by  Wordsworth  as  making  an  ideal 
leader  of  men  ("Character  of  the  Hap- 
py Warrior").  Are  they  too  lofty  to  be 
realistic?  Do  you  know  any  leaders 
who  measure  up? 


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due  to  the  holiday  season. 


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OUT  OF  THE  BEST  BOOKS 

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When  Harold  Needham  bought  his 
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someday  the  cash  value  of  the  pur- 
chase would  help  him  to  make  a  veiy 
important  investment. 

F'or  several  years,  Harold  and  Ruth 
Needham  looked  for  just  the  "right" 
home  for  their  family.  It  was  to  be  a 
one-time  purchase,  and  nothing  else 
they  did  brought  so  much  pleasure  as 
planning  for  it. 

Then  one  day  they  found  it  — 
exactly  as  they  had  dreamed!  But 
Harold  hadn't  saved  enough  for  the 
substantial  down  payment  needed  to 
make  buying  the  home  a  good  invest- 
ment. 

Remembering  his  life  insurance, 
Harold  called  on  his  Beneficial  agent 
and  found  that  he  could  borrow  enough 
to  make  up  the  balance. 

Harold  and  Ruth  bought  their 
home,  thanks  to  "minute-man"  Berje- 
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money  right  at  their  fingertips.  It 
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Alberta  H.  Christensen 

Autumn  lingers  in  this  sheltered  valley. 
Slowly,  reluctantly,  the  remnant  days 
Release  their  opulence  to  loft  and  bin 
From  golden  windrows,  veiled  in  purple  haze. 
The  sumac  flaunts  its  panicles  of  fire 
Beyond  the  first  sharp  frost.     Along  the  lanes 
The  gold  leaves  quiver  in  the  cooling  air; 
The  oak  is  still  aflame,  though  crimson  wanes 
In  twig  and  branch,  and  songless  orchards  wear 
The  muted  grace  of  autumn,  having  done 
With  bud  and  fruit,  with  petal  and  with  leaf. 
The  paling  asters  proudly  hold  the  sun. 

Now,  tranquilly  the  autumn  takes  its  leave  — 

Ice-edged,  the  river's  dwindling  flow, 

The  marsh  is  still,  and  rain  —  a  warning  voice 

Preparing  fallow  acres  for  the  snow  — 

Gently  reluctant,  leaf  by  loosened  leaf. 

As  gentle  words  prepare  the  heart  for  grief. 


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zine is  very  choice  In  all  its  aspects 
and  departments  —  a  blessing  to  the 
lives  of  Latter-day  Saint  women,  as  well 
as  to  their  families. 

Alice  Lowe  Corbett 

Salmon,  Idaho 


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The    riOli^f   Society  Magazine 


Volume  51      October  1964     Number  10 

Editor     Marianne  C.  Sharp 
Associate  Editor     Vesta  P.  Crawford 
General  Manager     Belle  S.  Spafford 

Special  Features 

724  So  Grateful  That  You  Taught  Me       Edith  S.  Elliott 

735  A  Scenic  View  of  the  Literature  Lessons       Vilate  R.  McAllister 

746  They  Joined  the  Church  Because  of  Relief  Society       Maxine  T.  Grimm 

754  Three  of  a  Family       Marvel  M.  Young 

796  Point  of  View  Is  Important       Leona  Fetzer  Wintch 

1^1  Gleanings   for  the   Harvest   Season       Celia  Luce 

Fiction 

728     The  Turn  of  the  Wheel  —  Chapter  1       Mabel  Harmer 
739     "The  Good  Fountain"       Joyce  B.  Bailey 

General  Features 

722  From  Near  and  Far 

749  Woman's  Sphere       Ramona  W.  Cannon 

750  Editorial:  Refinement  in  Relief  Society  Activities       Louise  W.  Madsen 
752  Retirements  From  the  General  Board 

770     Notes  From  the  Field:  Relief  Society  Activities       Hulda  Parker 
800     Birthday  Congratulations 

The  Home  -  inside  and  Out 

755  Blessed  Autumn       Dorothy  J.  Smith 

756  Tiny  Sewing  Kit       Shirley  Thulin 

Ibl  Celia  Willden  Jensen  —  Artist  of  Rugs  and  Quilts 

758  The  Cents-less  Ghost  Has  Gone       Genevieve  Van  Wagenen 

761  The  Day  After  Halloween       Janice  T.  Dixon 

764  Comparative  British  and  American  Measures       Sandra  M.  Covey 

766  Recipes  From  Scotland       Kathleen  S.  Farnsworth 

Lesson  for  January 

777     Theology  —  Individual  Responsibility  as  a  Member  and  Missionary       Roy  W.  Doxey 
783     Visiting  Teacher  Message  —  "That  Every  Man  May  Improve  Upon  His  Talent" 
Christine  H.  Robinson 

785  Work  Meeting  Lesson  for  January  to  appear  in  a  later  issue  of  the  Magazine 

786  Literature  —  Poetry  of  Faith  in  God  and  Man  —  Part  II       Bruce  B.  Clark 
792     Social  Science  —  The  Function  of  Divine  Law  in  Family  Relations  (Continued) 

Ariel  S.  Ballif 

Poetry 

721     Leaf  By  Leaf  —  Frontispiece       Alberta  Christensen 

Why?  by  Linnie  M.  Findlay,  734;  Beauty,  by  Rowena  Jensen  Bills,  738;  Wind,  by  Evelyn 
Fjeldsted,  745;  Day  in  Late  October,  by  Lael  W.  Hill,  748;  The  Golden,  Golden  Time,  by 
Christie  Lund  Coles,  753;  Dew  on  a  Peace  Rose,  by  Judy  Paget,  753;  Requited,  by  Bertha 
A.  Kleinman,  760;  Autumn  Color  After  the  Rains,  by  Eva  Willes  Wangsgaard,  763;  Inspira- 
tion From  Zion  National  Park,  by  Vesta  Nickerson  Fairbairn,  785;  Wood  Duck  on  Water,  by 
Ethel  Jacobson,  798. 


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So  Grateful 

That  You 

Taught  Me 


Edith  S.  Elliott 

Member,  General  Board 
of  Relief  Society 


The  quality  of  a  nation  is  nothing  more  than  the  reflection  of  its 
people,  who  in  turn  are  formed  into  families.  Someone  has  said, 
"As  the  family  goes,  so  goes  the  nation."  Latter-day  Saints  have 
the  gospel  of  Jesus  Christ  in  its  fullness  which  teaches  them  proper 
attitudes  and  gives  direction  for  their  development  and  exaltation. 
The  state  of  perfection  that  we  reach  is  entirely  up  to  each  of  us. 
We  are  given  our  free  agency.  How  grateful  we  should  be  that  we 
have  a  Heavenly  Father  who  cares  enough  about  us,  his  children,  to 
make  the  rules  and  regulations  so  clear,  that,  if  followed,  we  can 
return  to  him. 

Latter-day  Saints,  as  individuals  and  families,  live  in  many 
parts  of  the  world  and  can  be  a  nucleus  in  quality  which  can  help 
raise  the  standards  of  their  community  and  nation.  History  has 
shown  that  when  a  people  are  willing  to  live  up  to  high  moral  prin- 
ciples, their  country  forges  ahead  in  all  things  good.  We  have  also 
known  of  "historical  lows"  when  whole  nations  have  been  wiped  out 
because  of  the  lack  of  proper  demeanor  on  the  part  of  their  inhabi- 
tants. 

As  parents,  of  course,  we  love  our  children.  Every  wise  mother 
and  father  have  dreams  and  hopes  for  the  development  of  their  chil- 
dren so  that  they  will  be  prepared  to  meet  life  successfully.  Many 
parents  have  the  satisfaction  of  having  their  children  grow  up  into 
well-adjusted,  well-educated,  intelligent,  and  much-loved  individuals 


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so  GRATEFUL  THAT  YOU  TAUGHT  ME 

who  make  a  wholesome  and  appreciable  contribution  to  their  fami- 
lies and  the  communities  in  which  they  live. 

Some  parents  have  the  opposite  experience  and  suffer  the  heart- 
ache of  having  to  see  their  children  in  varying  degrees  of  circum- 
stances undesirable  in  fields  of  social  acceptance,  law,  or  order.  The 
sad  part  of  this  latter  situation  is  that  it  may  be  too  late  to  help. 
The  time  for  training  and  influence  has  passed.  Then  parents  may 
have  the  added  remorse  of  realizing  that  they  had  not  earnestly  done 
all  they  could  do  to  guide,  teach,  and  discipline  their  children  prop- 
erly. 

The  time  to  begin  to  teach  proper  deportment  is  when  children 
are  very  young,  while  their  habits  are  being  controlled  and  molded. 
Your  happiness,  the  children's  happiness,  and  community  happiness 
are  dependent  upon  how  well  you  do  your  job. 

As  soon  as  God  breathes  the  breath  of  life  into  a  newborn  baby, 
parents  take  on  the  enormous  responsibility  of  its  development.  The 
baby  doesn't  come  to  you  as  a  ''little  adult,"  but  helpless,  dependent, 
and  yours  for  shaping.  This  is  where  love  counts  the  most.  Only 
love  can  weather  the  time  of  discouragement  when  misunderstand- 
ings arise. 

A  young  nurse  in  one  of  our  large  hospitals  has  endeared  her- 
self to  many  mothers,  doctors,  and  nurses  because  of  her  love  for 
babies.  She  worked  in  the  delivery  room  and  once,  just  bubbling  over 
with  enthusiasm,  she  exclaimed,  'T  have  the  most  wonderful  job  in 
the  world,  because  I  get  the  babies  straight  from  God!  I  have  the 
opportunity  of  holding  them  in  my  arms  and  taking  care  of  their 
very  first  needs.  It  is  a  really  humbling  experience  to  care  for  one 
of  God's  spirits  so  recently  having  left  his  presence.  I  hope  I  am 
worthy  of  this  blessing."  This  nurse  is  a  wife  and  mother  now,  still 
carrying  on  and  applying  the  above  thoughts  with  reference  to  her 
own  children.  She  senses  her  responsibility  to  care  for  them  and 
train  them  so  that  they  may  grow  to  be  well-adjusted  individuals. 
One  simple  example  of  her  training  is  never  to  allow  her  tiny  children 
to  run  or  walk  through  the  house  holding  a  glass  of  water  when  they 
have  asked  for  a  drink.  She  has  taught  them  to  sit  on  the  floor, 
drink  what  they  want,  and  return  the  glass  to  her,  thus  avoiding  the 
hazard  of  spilling  or  breakage.  She  says,  "If  my  children  learn  at 
home  that  they  must  be  careful  in  their  activities,  then  they  won't 
be  a  nuisance  when  I  take  them  to  the  home  of  my  friends,  nor  an 
embarrassment  to  me." 

In  Proverbs  we  read,  ''Train  up  a  child  in  the  way  he  should  go: 
and  when  he  is  old  he  will  not  depart  from  it."  Training  should 
begin  as  early  as  a  child  can  comprehend  what  it  is  that  he  should 
do.  Parents  should  remember  that  a  child's  chronological,  physical, 
and  mental  age  development  may  not  all  coincide.  They  must  not 
push  his  learning  processes  too  fast,  but  continue  on  a  level  that  a 
child  can  reach,  with  challenges  sufficient  for  continuing  growth. 
Most  parents  do  quite  well  in  developing  their  children  physically 
and  mentally.    However,  there  is  too  large  a  percentage  who  neglect 

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OCTOBER  1964 

the  training  of  manners  and  social  graces  which  help  to  make  their 
progeny  welcome  in  and  acceptable  to  society. 

Knowing  the  secret  of  putting  every  member  of  a  group  at  ease 
is  a  rare  gift.  This  can  be  achieved  only  by  conscientious  and  con- 
tinuous training  and  learning.  Home  practice  and  home  coaching 
in  speech  and  performance  will  pay  large  dividends. 

It  is  a  real  thrill  for  parents  when  they  hear  someone  say,  "Your 
child  is  so  well  behaved  in  Church"  or  "Your  child  is  always  welcome 
in  our  home  —  he  is  such  a  gentleman."  These  are  some  of  the 
rewards  for  teaching  courtesy  and  respect  in  daily  activity.  Courtesy 
oils  the  wheels  of  association. 

When  we  realize  that  children  reflect  the  actions  of  parents,  we 
should  always  be  on  guard  and  set  a  good  example  in  culture,  refine- 
ment, and  politeness.  We  can't  give  any  more  help  in  these  areas 
than  what  we  ourselves  possess,  so  we  should  constantly  be  on  the 
alert  toward  self-improvement.  No  one  can  afford  to  be  anything  less 
than  a  perfect  lady  or  gentleman. 

Courtesy,  good  manners,  or  politeness  —  whatever  term  we  wish 
to  use  —  have  played  a  most  important  part  in  international  rela- 
tions. Diplomacy  among  nations  smooths  out  many  tense  and  mis- 
understood incidents.  Ambassadors  and  government  representatives 
have  to  have  had  a  strict  training  in  ways  and  means  of  handling 
people  and  incidents. 

Politeness  is  just  another  term  listed  under  the  all-encompassing 
heading  love.  If  we  love  our  fellow  man  enough,  we  will  never  do 
anything  to  offend.  We  will  seek  always  to  be  helpful  to  others  and 
aim  to  make  the  lives  of  relatives  and  friends  as  pleasant  and  re- 
warding as  possible — "Therefore  all  things  whatsoever  ye  would  that 
men  should  do  to  you,  do  ye  even  so  to  them:  for  this  is  the  law  and 
the  prophets"  (Mt.  7:12). 

Orientals  have  an  engaging  way  of  showing  courtesy.  They  are 
trained  from  birth  to  respect  and  show  deference  to  parents,  broth- 
ers and  sisters,  older  people,  and  those  in  authority.  This  they  do 
with  no  effort.  It  is  just  a  part  of  them.  This  training  has  gone  on 
for  generations.  Gentle-mannered  Orientals  teach  by  example  and 
we  can  learn  much  from  them.  It  is  a  joy  to  associate  with  persons 
of  good  manners. 

Our  children  should  be  taught  to  respect  their  elders.  Mature 
persons  have  had  years  of  experience  and  knowledge  which  increase 
with  use  and  time.  They  can  enrich  the  lives  of  young  folks  by  their 
example  and  teaching.  Also  people  who  hold  positions  of  leader- 
ship, management,  or  authority  should  have  respect  shown  them. 
In  most  cases  they  have  arrived  at  their  positions  because  they  have 
merited  it,  and  young  folks  should  show  appreciation  for  the  attain- 
ment. 

Our  Latter-day  Saint  boys  and  girls  should  stand  up  when  any 
of  the  Church  Authorities  enter  their  group.  Boys  should  arise  when 
a  lady  enters;  hold  the  door  for  her;  help  her  with  her  wraps;  pro- 
vide a  chair;  thus  creating  a  climate  of  good  will. 

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Our  girls  should  follow  rules  of  etiquette  which  will  create  for 
them  an  atmosphere  of  ''ease"  and  "know  how." 

A  large  percentage  of  our  boys  and  girls  will  be  called  on  mis- 
sions in  various  parts  of  the  world.  Courtesy  is  one  of  the  chief 
ingredients  for  successful  proselyting.  Cleanliness,  pleasant  per- 
sonality, interest  in  people,  knowledge  about  their  assigned  field  of 
activity,  knowledge  of  the  gospel  message,  respect  for  authority, 
dignified  congeniality  are  all  essential  elements  of  good  manners. 

Parents  should  send  their  sons  and  daughters  into  the  mission 
field  with  all  the  training  possible  to  meet  their  assignments  and 
with  attributes  and  attitudes  which  will  ultimately  bring  about  the 
successful  fruition  of  their  efforts.  Missionaries  reflect  their  home 
training.  As  representatives  of  their  home  and  Church,  they  need 
all  the  fortification  that  parents  and  teachers  can  give. 

Mothers,  who  usually  spend  more  time  with  the  children  than 
fathers  do,  could  make  it  a  point  to  teach  and  emphasize  the  rules 
of  behavior.  Repetition  is  a  significant  factor  in  teaching.  A  mother 
with  several  children  should  ask  each  one,  in  turn,  how  he  would  act 
under  a  given  circumstance.  It  could  become  a  game  and  be  great 
fun.  Different  situations  could  be  acted  out.  Children  love  stage 
play.  Father's  help  is  always  necessary  whenever  his  time  is  avail- 
able. But  father's  best  teaching  is  by  example.  His  kindness, 
politeness,  thoughtfulness,  and  helpfulness  are  all  different  shades  of 
courteous  demeanor. 

Parents  could  make  up  a  list  of  courtesy  projects  for  their  fami- 
lies and  set  a  special  time  for  their  consideration  and  study.  A 
part  of  each  Family  Hour  would  be  an  ideal  time  for  a  well-organized 
program  with  discussion  and  assignment  as  part  of  it.  A  list  of 
subjects  might  be  provided  to  help  each  child  feel  at  ease  under  cer- 
tain general  conditions.  When  a  child  makes  a  mistake  the  embar- 
rassment he  suffers  sometimes  is  harder  on  him  than  pain.  To  teach 
a  child  how  to  act  on  these  general  occasions  will  help  him  also  to 
adapt  to  related  ones  with  poise  and  self-confidence. 

Each  parent's  study  list  may  be  different,  but  some  general  sub- 
jects to  work  on  could  be:  politeness  in  the  home,  the  neighborhood, 
at  church,  at  a  party,  at  a  picnic,  out  camping,  in  public  places, 
among  friends,  in  school,  table  manners,  manners  on  the  telephone, 
answering  the  door,  greeting  friends  and  strangers,  and  introductions. 
There  are,  of  course,  many  more.  See  how  the  list  grows!  There 
is  no  phase  of  life  but  what  the  display  of  good  manners  can  im- 
prove. Children  need  to  be  taught  and  disciplined  in  the  ways  of 
social  behavior  in  order  to  protect  themselves  under  trying  and 
awkward  situations. 

It  is  heartwarming  to  parents  to  see  their  child  perform  well 
in  the  realm  of  courtesy  and  hear  him  say,  'T  feel  that  I  handled 
what  could  have  been  an  embarrassing  situation  quite  well.  Thanks 
for  your  training.    So  grateful  that  you  taught  me." 

NOTE:  See  also  the  Work  Meeting  Lessons  for  1961-62    "Attitudes  and 
Manners,"  by  Elaine  Anderson  Cannon. 

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Wheel 


Mabel  Harmer 


Spring  had  come  early  in  Hei- 
delberg. The  gentle  April  breeze, 
coming  down  from  the  moun- 
tainside, brought  a  mingled  fra- 
grance of  wood  violets  and  pine. 
Elsa  paused  in  her  quick  walk- 
ing long  enough  to  tuck  a  stray 
curl  into  the  blue  kerchief  that 
held  her  blond  locks  and  then 
hurried  on. 

She  was  glad  that  she  had  to 
pick  up  the  figurine  from  Frau 
Schettler.  It  gave  her  a  chance 
to  go  by  the  great  Central  Sta- 
tion and  that  was  always  worth 
any  extra  time  and  energy.  The 
train  from  Munich  would  just  be 
arriving,  and  it  was  exciting  to 
see  the  people  who  had  come.  Be- 


sides the  tourists  and  students, 
there  were  everyday  folk  like  her- 
self, except  that  they  were  for- 
tunate enough  to  be  able  to  trav- 
el somewhere  —  anywhere. 

Even  to  herself  she  could  not 
explain  her  ''wanderlust"  —  her 
yearning  to  visit  faraway  places 
—  or  not  so  far  away.  Her  moth- 
er often  chided  her,  "For  shame! 
You  live  in  one  of  the  most  beau- 
tiful cities  in  the  world  —  one  of 
the  most  romantic.  Why  can  you 
not  be  happy  and  satisfied  here?" 

'T  am  happy,"  Elsa  agreed.  "I 
know  that  Heidelberg  is  beauti- 
ful. It  may  be  romantic,  but  not 
for  me  —  so  far.  Anyway,  to  be 
content   I  must  see  other  parts 


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of  the  world."  She  did  not  add 
that  her  mother  had  never  been 
outside  of  Heidelberg,  except 
perhaps  to  Frankfurt,  or  to 
Mannheim  —  a  mere  ten  miles 
away,  and  therefore  was  not  the 
best  quahfied  judge  in  the  world. 

She  turned  into  the  walk  to 
the  Schettler  home  and  lifted  the 
iron  knocker.  She  hoped  that  she 
would  not  have  to  wait.  There 
was  just  time  enough  to  get  to 
the  shop.  She  was  relieved  to 
hear  Frau  Schettler's  heavy  tread 
on  the  stairway.  "Ah,  it  is  you!" 
she  said,  opening  the  door.  "Do 
come  in.  You  will  see  that  the 
Hoop-la  does  not  belong  in  my 
room  at  all." 

"I  really  haven't  time,"  Elsa 
replied.  "It  is  quite  all  right,  of 
course.  If  you  do  not  like  this, 
you  are  welcome  to  choose  some- 
thing else." 

But  no,  Frau  Schettler  would 
not  let  her  go.  Elsa  must  come 
in  and  see  the  figurine  on  the 
mantel.  She  quickly  agreed  that 
the  sprightly  Hoop-la  had  no 
place  among  the  heavy  orna- 
ments that  overloaded  the  room. 

Frau  Schettler  took  the  figu- 
rine and  wrapped  it  in  some  tis- 
sue paper.  "Tell  Herr  Klopfer 
that  I  will  be  in  later  this  week. 
And  thank  you  for  coming  by." 

Elsa  took  the  package  and  hur- 
ried away.  Now  she  would  have 
time  for  no  more  than  a  glance 
at  the  stream  of  people  coming 
from  the  station.  A  clock  struck 
the  half  hour.  She  would  have 
to  hurry  to  get  to  the  shop  by 
nine.  Herr  Klopfer  was  tolerant 
of  some  things,  but  not  tardiness. 
It  would  be  no  use  to  explain 
that  she  had  been  delayed  by  an 
errand  for  the  shop.     He  would 


retort  that  she  should  have  start- 
ed earlier. 

She  walked  down  to  Bismark- 
platz.  Everywhere  there  were 
flowers.  Pansies,  with  their  in- 
nocent, upturned  faces,  and  tu- 
lips, splashing  the  green  with 
their  gay  spring  colors.  She 
turned  on  Hauptstrasse  and 
walked  past  the  small  garden 
with  the  large  trees  —  a  part  of 
the  University.  Ordinarily  she 
would  have  paused  to  enjoy  the 
fragrance,  but  there  was  no  time 
for  that  now. 

She  saw  the  tall  American  sol- 
dier standing  in  front  of  the 
House  of  the  Giant,  gazing  up  at 
the  statue.  As  she  tried  to  walk 
by,  he  turned  abruptly,  knocking 
the  figurine  to  the  pavement. 

"Oh,"  she  cried,  raising  both 
hands  to  her  cheeks  and  staring 
in  dismay. 

"I'm  sorry.  I  guess  it's  brok- 
en." 

"I'm  sure  it  is,"  she  replied 
rather  stiffly,  stooping  down  to 
pick  up  the  package. 

He  tried  to  forestall  her,  but 
she  said,  "No,  thank  you.  I'll 
get  it."  Her  tone  clearly  im- 
plied that  he  had  done  damage 
enough. 

"I'll  pay  for  it,  of  course,"  he 
said  quickly.  "How  much?" 

"I'm  not  sure.  I'll  have  to  ask 
Herr  Klopfer.  I  work  in  his  gift 
shop." 

She  started  down  the  street 
again,  walking  so  swiftly  that 
she  almost  kept  ahead  of  the 
soldier  in  spite  of  his  long  stride. 

"I'm  glad  you  speak  English," 
he  said.  "It  will  make  it  easier 
to  clear  up  this  accident  —  I 
hope.  You  say  you  work  in  a  gift 
shop?" 

"Yes." 


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"My  name  is  Clay  Knowlton." 
He  hesitated,  waiting  for  her  to 
speak,  and  after  a  brief  pause, 
she  said,  "I  am  Elsa  Breinholt/' 

"I  have  just  arrived  here,"  he 
went  on.  "That's  why  I  was 
gazing  so  intently.  But  I  guess 
that  I  don't  have  to  try  and  see 
everything  the  first  day.  I'm 
hoping  to  get  up  to  the  castle 
soon.  This  sure  is  a  fascinating 
city." 

"Yes." 

"I'll  likely  be  stationed  here 
for  two  years.  I  guess  that  I  can 
see  a  lot  in  that  time." 

Elsa  merely  nodded,  and  neither 
spoke  again  until  she  said,  "This 
is  the  shop.  Herr  Klopfer  will 
be  in.  He  always  comes  early." 

He  followed  her  inside  and 
half  smiled  as  the  grizzled  old 
gentleman  looked  first  at  the 
girl  and  then  significantly  at  the 
clock.  "It  was  all  my  fault,"  he 
began.  But  Elsa  interrupted, 
saying,  "Herr  Klopfer  does  not 
speak  English.  I  will  have  to 
explain." 

She  did  so  quickly  and  then 
turning  to  Clay  said,  "It  will 
be  twelve  dollars." 

"Uh,  thanks.  That's  not  at 
all  bad.  I  thought  it  might  be 
two  or  three  times  that  much." 
He  brought  out  his  wallet  and 
extracted  the  bills.  "American 
money  okay?" 

"Yes,  indeed."  Elsa  smiled  for 
almost  the  first  time  since  their 
encounter. 

She  handed  the  money  over 
to  Herr  Klopfer  and  then  went 
to  a  rear  room  to  remove  her 
coat  and  scarf.  When  she  re- 
turned the  soldier  was  still  there. 

"Mind  if  I  look  around  a  bit?" 
he  asked.  "You  sure  have  a  lot 
of  nice  stuff  here.  Miss  Breinholt. 


I'll  be  wanting  some  things  to 
send  home.  My  kid  sister  would 
sure  go  for  these  cute  little  .  .  .  ." 

"Hummels,"  Elsa  told  him. 
"Yes,  they  are  interesting." 

He  looked  around  for  a  few 
minutes  longer  and  then  said, 
"Well,  thanks  a  lot.  I  hope  that 
I  run  into  you  again." 

Both  laughed,  and  after  he 
had  left  Elsa  began  her  daily 
task  of  dusting  the  figurines. 

"A  fine  looking  young  man," 
observed  Herr  Klopfer. 

"Yes.  He  has  just  arrived.  He 
said  that  he  would  be  back  — 
but,  of  course  he  won't." 

"Why   do  you  say  that?" 

"He'll  soon  find  that  he  can 
buy  anything  that  we  have  at 
the  PX  on  the  Base  —  so  why 
should  he  come  back  here?" 

"I  can  think  of  one  very  good 
reason,"  replied  Herr  Klopfer, 
his  blue  eyes  twinkling. 

Elsa  merely  shrugged  and 
went  on  with  her  work.  Just  the 
same,  when  the  first  customer 
came  in,  she  was  greeted  with 
a  cheerier  smile  than  was  usual. 

Each  morning  after  that,  as 
she  passed  the  House  of  the 
Giant,  she  glanced  up  at  the 
statue  on  the  third  story  and 
wished  she  could  ask  him  if  the 
tall  American  had  been  by  that 
way  again.  She  rather  thought 
she  would  not  have  minded  "run- 
ning into  him"  providing  she 
was  not  carrying  any  figurines. 

On  Sunday  she  joined  her 
mother  and  younger  sister  Maria, 
in  their  long  walk  to  the  branch 
chapel.  Since  the  mother  was 
not  a  fast  walker,  they  had  to 
start  early,  but  no  one  minded 
in  the  lovely  spring  weather. 

As  they  came  near,  they  saw 
some    of    their    German    friends 


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arriving  on  foot,  or  on  their 
bicycles.  The  Americans,  who 
mostly  came  from  the  military 
base,  and  met  upstairs,  came  in 
their    automobiles. 

"When  I  ride  to  church  it  will 
be  in  a  car,"  announced  Maria. 

"Good,"  said  her  mother. 
"Then  you  need  not  bother  to 
save  any  longer  for  that  bicycle 
you  have  been  wanting." 

"Oh,  yes,  I  shall  want  both," 
answered  Maria  airily. 

They  smiled  and  spoke  greet- 
ings to  the  members  going  inside. 
Just  beyond  the  chapel  door 
Brother  Horning,  the  branch 
president,  met  them  and  said, 
"Here  is  a  newcomer  I  want  to 
introduce.  Brother  Karl  Ernst 
has  just  come  here  from 
Munich." 

They  shook  hands  with  the 
beaming  young  man  and  greeted 
him  happily.  A  new  member  was 
always  most  welcome  —  especial- 
ly one  who  held  the  Priesthood 
and  could  help  with  the  ordi- 
nances in  the  branch. 

Later,  when  the  service  was 
over,  Karl  walked  out  into  the 
foyer  with  them.  "When  did  you 
arrive?"    asked   Elsa. 

"Only  Thursday." 

"Then  you  have  not  yet  found 
time  to  learn  whether  or  not  you 
will  like  it  here." 

"Indeed,  I  have!  This  is  the 
most  beautiful  city  I  have  ever 
seen.  Like  is  not  nearly  a  strong 
enough  word.  Everything  is  com- 
ing along  so  well.  Already  I  have 
a  place  to  stay  —  and  the  prom- 
ise of  work.  It  is  almost  too  good 
to  believe." 

"Yes,  it  is  wonderful  here. 
No  one  could  want  anything 
better,"  said  Sister  Breinholt 
with  a  meaningful  look  at  Elsa. 
Then,    suddenly,    "Perhaps    you 


would  honor  us  by  coming  home 
to  dinner." 

"Yes,  indeed,  if  I  do  not  im- 
pose upon  you." 

"Not  at  all."  She  took  Maria's 
arm  and  started  out,  leaving 
Karl  to  follow  with  Elsa.  They 
had  just  started  to  leave  when 
Elsa  glanced  up  the  stairway 
and  saw  the  American  soldier 
coming  down.  In  her  surprise  she 
hesitated  long  enough  for  him 
to  catch  up  with  them. 

"Well,  if  this  isn't  luck,"  he 
exclaimed.  "You  didn't  tell  me 
that  you  are  a  Latter-day  Saint." 

"You  didn't  ask,"  smiled  Elsa. 
"And  I  could  say  the  same  of 
you." 

She  introduced  Karl,  stating 
that  he  had  arrived  that  week 
from  Munich. 

"Wonderful!"  exclaimed  Clay. 
"I  hope  that  you  like  it  here  as 
much  as  I  do!" 

Garl,  whose  knowledge  of  Eng- 
lish was  very  limited,  answered 
with  a  broad  smile  and  an  en- 
thusiastic "Jawohl!" 

They  all  said  goodbye  and 
walked  outside  where  Sister 
Breinholt  and  Maria  were  wait- 
ing. The  four  of  them  started  to 
walk  down  the  street,  but  had 
gone  less  that  a  block  when  an 
auto  drew  up  to  the  curb  and 
Sergeant  Knowlton  leaned  out. 
"How  about  a  Hft?"  he  called. 
"There's  just  room  for  the  five 
of  us." 

Elsa  might  have  declined,  but 
Maria  answered,  "Oh,  yes!  We 
were  just  hoping  for  a  ride," 
and  started  at  once  for  the  front 
seat.  The  others  stepped  in  the 
rear  and  Elsa  introduced  her 
mother  and  Maria  to  Clay 
Knowlton  and  gave  him  their 
address. 


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"You  have  done  very  well  to 
acquire  an  auto  so  soon,"  Elsa 
said. 

"I  haven't,"  he  answered 
cheerfully.  ''This  was  borrowed 
for  the  day  from  a  buddy  who 
would  rather  sleep  than  go  to 
church  —  the  poor  misguided 
soul.  Anyway,  I'm  glad  that  it  was 
he  and  not  I  who  stayed  at  camp. 
Coming  to  church  was  a  real 
thrill.  I  understand  that  the  men 
in  our  corps  helped  out  a  little  in 
the  building." 

"Yes.  More  than  a  little.  They 
were  a  great  help.  And  we  have 
been  so  happy  to  have  them  for 
our  neighbors  ever  since." 

They  arrived  at  the  modest 
Brienholt  home  much  too  soon 
for  everyone.  For  a  moment  Elsa 
was  afraid  that  her  mother,  or 
even  Maria,  might  invite  the 
American  also  to  stay  for  dinner. 
But  they  merely  thanked  him 
heartily  for  the  ride  and  said 
goodbye. 

Elsa  soon  learned  that  she 
need  not  have  worried  about  her 
mother  offering  any  entertain- 
ment to  the  American.  Her  in- 
terest was  all  in  Karl. 

He  proved  to  be  an  entertain- 
ing as  well  as  a  highly  apprecia- 
tive guest.  He  told  them  of  the 
branch  in  Munich  and  how  it 
had  grown  since  the  end  of  the 
war.  "We  also  enjoy  the  help  and 
companionship  of  the  Ameri- 
cans," he  said.  "It  is  wonderful 
that  we  can  all  be  friends  again." 

"Yes,"  agreed  Sister  Brienholt. 
"Life  is  good  now.  Compared  to 
many  places,  it  has  always  been 
good  here.  Our  beautiful  city  is 
much  as  it  was  even  before  the 
war.  And  there  is  work  for  every- 
one. Maria  is  employed  at  a 
typesetting  plant.  Elsa  has  a 
good  job  at  a  gift  shop." 


Carl's  face  lit  up.  "Yes,  it  is 
true  there  is  work  for  everyone. 
No  sooner  did  I  arrive  than  I 
was  offered  a  job.  I  repair  type- 
writers." 

"That  is  fine!"  Sister  Brein- 
holt  was  all  smiles.  "And  the 
more  you  see  of  our  city,  the 
better  you  will  like  it.  You  must 
go  up  to  the  top  of  Konigstuhl. 
I  will  pack  a  lunch  and  Elsa  will 
be  glad  to  show  you  the  wonder- 
ful view  of  the  city  and  the 
valley." 

Elsa  blushed.  She  hoped  that 
Karl  could  not  read  her  mother's 
intentions  as  easily  as  she  could. 
Here  was  a  fine  young  man  — 
handsome,  and  a  member  of  the 
Church.  He  would  make  a  good 
husband  for  her  daughter.  Then 
she  would  forget  her  foolish  no- 
tions of  wanting  to  travel  to 
other  places  —  including  Ameri- 
ca. It  was  all  quite  providential. 

"You  are  off  work  by  five  to- 
morrow —  are  you  not?"  she 
asked  Elsa.  "Maria  can  bring 
down  the  lunch  and  it  is  close  to 
the  funicular  railroad.  You 
could  meet  Elsa  there  at  the 
shop,  perhaps?" 

Elsa  was  speechless  at  this 
blatant  arranging,  but  Karl  was 
not.  "Yes,  indeed,"  he  agreed, 
his  smile  lighting  up  his  face 
again. 

They  all  walked  back  to  the 
chapel  for  sacrament  meeting 
that  evening,  and  Elsa  forgot 
her  annoyance  with  her  mother 
in  the  sweet  spirit  of  the  meet- 
ing. As  she  sat  at  the  organ  play- 
ing the  final  hymn,  she  glanced 
down  and  thought.  Mother  is 
right.  No  one  should  want  any- 
thing better  than  what  we  have 
here. 

The  next  evening  Maria  ap- 
peared at  the  shop  at  ten  min- 


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utes  of  five.  Karl  came  almost 
immediately  behind  her.  As  they 
left  and  she  handed  him  the 
lunch  basket,  he  said,  "Surely 
this  is  not  just  for  two!" 

"I  could  join  you,"  said  Maria 
quickly.  Then,  with  a  mischie- 
vous grin,  she  added,  "But  I 
won't." 

They  both  walked  over  to  the 
funicular  railroad.  Elsa  wondered 
if  Karl  had  the  money  for  the 
ride  and  suggested,  "We  could 
walk  up,  you  know.  It  isn't  such 
a  hard  climb  —  and  it's  a  lovely 
evening." 

"Oh,  no!  I  want  to  try  this 
straight-up  railroad,"  he  replied. 
"Perhaps,  if  it  is  still  light 
enough,  we  can  walk  down." 

He  bought  tickets  and  they 
settled  themselves  in  the  straight- 
up  railroad  car.  It  took  only  a 
few  minutes  to  reach  the  top, 
and  from  there  they  took  a  path 
along  the  side  of  the  mountain 
until  they  came  to  a  lovely  spot 
where  there  was  a  clear  view  of 
the  river  and  the  valley  below. 

"Will  this  do?"  asked  Elsa. 

Karl  took  a  deep  breath.  "Ah, 
this  would  do  to  stay  forever! 
Never  have  I  seen  so  much 
beauty." 

"We  can't  very  well  stay 
forever,"  she  replied,  smiling, 
"Although,  from  the  looks  of 
this  lunch,  that  is  what  Mother 
had  in  mind.  However,  we  can 
come  back  again." 

"Oh,  I  do  hope  so.  I  hope  that 
we  can  come  often." 

Elsa  laid  papers  on  the  grass 
and  the  snowy  cloth  over  them. 
She  drew  forth  sandwiches  made 
from  crusty  rolls  and  leftovers 
from  yesterday's  meat.  There 
were  pickles,  cheese,  and  some 
small   fancy  pastries. 


They  ate  almost  in  silence.  Be- 
low the  Neckar  River  wound  its 
way  through  the  lush  valley  to 
join  the  Rhine.  The  green  of  the 
mountainsides  was  broken  near 
the  base  by  the  spacious  grounds 
and  dull  red  battlements  of  the 
ancient  castle. 

"You  were  very  fortunate 
during  the  war,"  observed  Karl. 
"Your  city  was  not  hurt." 

"Yes,"  Elsa  agreed.  "In  that 
we  were  fortunate." 

"In  other  ways  —  not  so 
much?"  he  asked  gently. 

"I  was  too  young  to  remember 
much  about  it.  We  lost  our 
father.  Maria  does  not  remember 
him  at  all.  He  was  a  good  and 
kind  man." 

"Yes.  It  is  well  to  remember 
always  the  good  —  and  to  have 
the  good  to  remember."  Turning 
to  look  down  at  the  Neckar 
again,  he  said,  "I  should  like  to 
take  a  trip  some  day  up  the  river. 
It  must  be  most  enchanting." 

"Yes,"  Elsa  agreed.  "But  I 
want  to  go  the  other  way.  I 
want  to  go  down  where  the 
Neckar  joins  the  Rhine  and  then 
on  to  the  ocean." 

"And  then  .  !  .  ?" 

"Oh,  on  across  the  ocean,  of 
course." 

"And  on  around  the  world  and 
back  to  Heidelberg,"  he  went  on, 
as  if  it  were  all  a  fantasy. 

"Of  course,"  she  answered 
lightly. 

After  finishing  lunch,  they 
walked  up  the  path  a  short 
distance.  Then  Elsa  said,  "If  we 
start  now,  we  can  take  one  of  the 
roads  back  to  town.  It  is  a  de- 
lightful walk  —  when  one  is  going 
downhill." 

"Then  let  us  go."  He  stopped 
where  they  had  lunched  and 
gathered  a  dozen  small  stones. 


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OCTOBER  1964 


Then  he  put  them  in  a  little 
heap. 

''What  in  the  world  is  that 
for?"  she  asked. 

"To  mark  the  spot  —  the  most 
beautiful  in  the  world.  So  that 
we  can  find  it  when  we  come 
again." 

"And  do  you  think  the  stones 
will  stay?  The  first  small  boy 
who  comes  along  will  use  them 
to  toss  down  the  side  of  the 
mountain." 

"So?  Well,  it  does  not  matter. 
It  is  marked  well  enough  up 
here."  He  tapped  his  forehead. 

Elsa  smiled  and  started  down 


the  path.  Before  they  reached 
town,  the  first  lights  had  begun 
to  flicker.  They  lit  up  the  Old 
Bridge  above  the  dark  river  and 
an  occasional  building  at  the 
University,  where  some  students 
were  still  at  work. 

Karl  reached  for  her  hand 
and  his  grasp  was  warm  and 
sure.  There  was  strength  and 
stability  in  this  man.  She  glanced 
down  at  the  river  where  the 
boats  were  floating  slowly  down 
towards  the  Rhine  and  withdrew 
her  hand.  Her  heart  was  in  one 
of  those  boats  —  floating  down 
towards  the  Rhine. 

(To  be  continued) 


Why? 

Linnie  M.  Findlay 

Earth's  gift  of  life  is  rich  and  full 
Free  given,  not  yet  earned; 

Some  time  to  hear  earth's  wisdom, 
To  ponder  lessons  learned. 

The  call  to  share  in  freedom's  light, 
The  reaching  up  for  truth, 

The  growth  of  giving  service, 

The  charge  of  leading  youth. 

The  comfort  of  a  place  called  home. 

Warm  joys  of  family. 
Familiar  soil  where  flowers  grow, 

A  garden  and  a  tree. 

Bewildered  by  earth's  generous  gift 
That  grows  from  year  to  year  — 

Stretch  wide  my  understanding 
Of  my  full  purpose  here. 


734 


A  Scenic  View  of  tite 

Literature  Lessons 


Vilate  R.  McAllister 


"You'll  find  the  lesson  previews 
in  the  June  issue  of  the  Maga- 
zine,'' said  the  president  of  the 
Relief  Society,  "in  case  you  want 
to  get  started  on  them  this  sum- 
mer. And  thank  you  so  much. 
I  am  sure  you  will  thoroughly 
enjoy  conducting  the  literature 
lessons." 

I  saw  her  to  her  car,  then 
returned  to  the  living  room  and 
sat  down,  completely  over- 
whelmed. "What  is  the  matter 
with  me?  I  should  have  told  her 
I  couldn't  do  it.  Surely  she 
could  have  found  someone  more 
qualified  than  I,  someone  whose 
education  is  not  so  limited,  and 


who  doesn't  tremble  in  fear  be- 
fore a  group  of  people." 

But  she  had  been  so  sure  it 
was  inspiration  that  led  her  to 
me  and,  after  all,  I  do  have  plenty 
of  time,  a  boon  not  everyone  en- 
joys. "It  will  be  a  matter  of  lots 
of  study,"  I  told  myself,  and  went 
in  search  of  that  June  issue. 

I  read  the  preview,  consisting 
of  a  short  introduction  and  a  list- 
ing of  the  subject  each  month, 
together  with  the  objective  for 
each  lesson.  A  feeling  came  over 
me  that  I  recognized  as  from  a 
past  experience.  It  was  the  feel- 
ing I  had  when  I  first  came  to 
Salt  Lake  City,  and,  having  been 


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OCTOBER   1964 


informed  that  the  east  side  of 
the  city  is  rimmed  with  canyons, 
whose  streams  furnish  water  for 
the  thirsty  valley  below,  had  been 
driven  around  Wasatch  Boule- 
vard, past  the  mouths  of  seven 
or  eight  canyons,  each  one  being 
named  as  we  came  to  it.  A 
glimpse,  surely,  but  only  a 
glimpse  of  the  wonders  in  store 
for  me  when  I  should  come  to 
drive  into  the  canyons,  explore 
them,  and  make  them  mine.  I 
could  hardly  wait  for  the  July 
issue,  so  I  could  ''drive"  into 
that  first  lesson. 

Finally  it  arrived,  and  I  turned 
immediately  to  the  lesson,  some- 
thing I  had  never  done  before. 
Avidly  I  read  it,  and  again  ex- 
perienced a  nostalgic  feeling,  the 
emotions  I  had  on  my  first  drive 
into  Big  Cottonwood  Canyon.  I 
remembered  the  exhilaration,  the 
fresh  air,  the  sunshine,  the  crags 
and  forested  slopes,  the  gurgling 
stream,  the  winding  road  with  a 
fresh  vista  at  every  turn.  With 
slight  variations,  I  had  experi- 
enced the  same  never-to-be-for- 
gotten thrills,  as  I  had  opportun- 
ity later  to  visit  each  canyon  in 
turn.  But  I  knew  that  first  drive 
had  not  prepared  me  to  be  a 
guide  to  others  on  a  scenic  trip, 
any  more  than  the  first  cursory 
reading  of  the  lesson  prepared  me 
to  guide  a  roomful  of  Relief 
Society  sisters  into  the  joyous  ex- 
perience I  felt  was  in  store  for 
them. 

Since  it  seemed  a  moment  for 
profitable  meditation,  I  allowed 
myself  to  go  back  into  my  later 
experiences  with  the  canyons.  I 
had  met  an  artist,  who  had  point- 
ed out  to  me  the  magnificence  of 
certain  peaks,  the  changing  lights 
and  seasons,  the  shadows  of  the 


forest,  the  picturesqueness  of 
small  scenes  along  the  stream, 
with  the  overhanging  boughs  and 
churning  water.  On  another  oc- 
casion, a  naturalist  had  called  my 
attention  to  various  and  numer- 
ous flora  and  fauna,  all  pursuing 
the  purposes  of  their  creation 
scarce  observed  by  man.  He  iden- 
tified a  rare  bird  call,  which  I 
learned  to  recognize  for  myself. 
He  showed  me  wild  flowers,  which 
sent  me  to  the  library  for  fasci- 
nating books  on  the  subject.  A 
geologist  interpreted  the  various 
formations  and  their  history  as 
he  read  it,  and  gave  me  helpful 
pamphlets.  A  philosopher-poet 
quoted  Wordsworth  and  Bryant 
and  Edna  St.  Vincent  Millay. 
A  historian  told  me  of  prehistoric 
people  who  roamed  the  canyon, 
and  of  early-day  happenings.  The 
Mormon  pioneers  had  carved 
crude  trails  where  now  were  ex- 
cellent roads.  They  had  held 
celebrations  here.  They  had 
hauled  granite  from  these  ledges 
under  almost  impossible  condi- 
tions, to  build  their  temple.  Once 
many  mills  dotted  these  streams 
from  which  they  drew  power  to 
make  flour,  paper,  lumber  prod- 
ucts, and  other  things  to  help 
conquer  the  wilderness.  An  agri- 
culturist told  me  of  the  wealth 
that  came  from  the  diverted 
streams  to  the  farms  below. 
These  and  many  more  experi- 
ences had  added  to  the  richness 
of  my  acquaintance  with  the 
canyons,  which  gradually  came  to 
be  a  part  of  me,  and  I  finally  was 
able  to  take  my  visiting  friends 
there,  and  give  them  much  more 
than  just  a  quick  glimpse  of  the 
scenic  drive. 

As  I  reflected  on  these  things, 
a  flash  of  inspiration  almost  con- 


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A    SCENIC    VIEW    OF    THE    LITERATURE    LESSONS 


sumed  my  being.  I  realized  that 
if  I  wanted  to  make  these  lessons 
mine,  I  must  do  a  great  deal  of 
individual  study. 

To  my  joy,  as  I  got  into  it, 
I  found  that  at  leadership  meet- 
ing I  could  talk  with  others  who 
were  filled  with  enthusiasm  and 
the  desire  to  communicate,  in- 
cluding a  well-qualified  stake 
class  leader.  I  discovered  that 
there  were  lectures  I  could  at- 
tend, classes  I  could  take.  In  my 
children's  old  history  books  were 
chapters  of  refresher  historical 
background.  Their  high-school 
literature  books  had  interesting 
comments  and  questions  on  the 
writings.  Use  of  my  dictionary 
gave  me  fresh  understanding  of 
words  I  had  been  slipping  over 
for  years.  Library  shelves  con- 
tained critical  essays  that 
revealed  to  me  qualities  in  the 
literature  I  would  not  have  recog- 
nized with  my  limited  back- 
ground. Paperbacks  abounded 
to  furnish  inexpensive  copy  and 
supplements.  At  lectures  and 
classes  I  made  friends  among 
people  who  were  fulfilling  a  like 
calling  to  my  own,  and  used  the 
telephone  to  exchange  ideas  with 
them.  To  keep  me  on  the  track, 
there  was  supplied  at  the  leader- 
ship department  meeting  the 
outline  from  the  General  Board, 
directing  me  to  the  points  of 
greatest  value  to  the  sisters,  and 
the  Generaf  Board  instruction 
that  all  supplementary  material 
used  must  support  the  objective 
of  the  lesson.  This  served  as  the 
control  in  utilizing  supplementary 
material. 

As  each  Magazine  came,  I 
familiarized  myself  with  the  les- 
son in  that  issue,  and  found  that 
everywhere  I  turned  were  quotes 


from  the  authors,  or  articles 
about  them.  This  started  a  col- 
lection of  tear  sheets,  which 
included  pictures.  This  supple- 
mented the  visual  aid  kits  avail- 
able to  me  from  the  B.  Y.  U.  At 
our  leadership  meeting  we  all 
brought  our  visual  aids  and  eval- 
uated them  to  be  sure  we  would 
not  use  too  many. 

I  was  soon  so  wrapped  up  in 
literature  that  I  considered 
months  in  advance  how  I  would 
present  each  lesson:  this  one  a 
panel  discussion,  that  one  an 
"interview"  with  an  impersonated 
author,  who  would  help  with  the 
reading  of  the  poems.  At  another, 
two  or  three  sisters,  with  special 
dramatic  ability,  could  present  a 
skit,  which  would  bring  out  the 
salient  facts  about  an  author, 
and  dramatize  parts  of  his  work. 
A  song  would  present  itself  to 
my  notice,  perhaps  in  the  middle 
of  the  night,  that  would  be  just 
right  to  begin  the  lesson,  or  more 
often  to  close  it. 

I  set  up  little  private  objectives 
of  my  own,  such  as  imparting  to 
others  the  keen  joy  and  satisfac- 
tion I  found  in  delving  into  the 
hearts  and  minds  of  the  articu- 
late people  of  other  times  and 
places.  Or  to  help  the  mothers 
to  encourage  their  children  to  de- 
velop a  love  of  reading  and  a  dis- 
crimination in  reading  matter.  Or, 
again,  I  could  see  where  a  certain 
sister  might  derive  help  for  her 
problems  by  preparing  a  certain 
bit  of  inspiring  material. 

As  I  prepared  each  lesson,  I 
went  back  to  the  Magazine,  and 
reread  it  time  after  time,  and 
found  that  each  reading  brought 
renewed  understanding  and  dis- 
covery of  richness  and  meaning 
I  had  missed  before.     Now  I  was 


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really  bringing  something  of  my- 
self to  it.  The  lessons,  like  my 
canyons,  were  coming  alive  with 
all  sorts  of  fascinating  facets  and 
possibilities. 

As  the  president  had  foretold, 
I  found  myself  thoroughly  enjoy- 
ing my  class,  so  thoroughly  that 
the  members  of  my  family  often 
goodnaturedly  commented  that 
''Mom  eats  and  sleeps  and 
breathes    literature."    Which    is 


probably  true.  But  how  else  can 
one  make  it  truly  a  part  of  one- 
self, to  the  point  where,  after  a 
lesson,  some  of  the  sisters  express 
a  desire  to  get  hold  of  a  precious 
book  and  read  more?  That,  dear 
sisters,  is  the  goal,  the  dream,  and 
the  crowning  reward  of  being  a 
literature  leader,  and  makes 
any  amount  of  effort  splendidly 
worthwhile. 


) 


^  Beauty 

Rowena  Jensen  Bills 

Beauty  lies  in  dew-filled  roses, 
Mystery  of  violets  kissed  by  rain, 
Nostalgic  summer  moon  imposes 
Along  a  magic  lover's  lane. 


Beauty  lies  in  the  mind  matured, 
In  the  loneliness  our  memories  fill. 
In  patience  that  has  long  endured. 
And  in  the  humility  of  a  tempered  will. 

Beauty  lies  in  the  hush  of  sorrow, 
Music  of  laughter,  the  brink  of  tears. 
Beginnings  of  gold-dawned  tomorrows, 
And  in  the  passing  of  love-shared  years. 


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The  Good  Fountain 


Joyce  B.  Bailey 


Don  and  Rita  drove  in  silence, 
both  of  them  staring  without  see- 
ing the  shadow  and  sunhght  mix- 
ing in  dappled  green  on  the  trees 
in  the  canyon.  Rita  glanced  cau- 
tiously at  her  husband.  His  jaw 
was  set,  and  she  knew  the  hurt 
in  his  face  was  real. 

If  only  he  weren't  so  stubborn. 
Now  he  has  ruined  our  vacation 
right  at  the  beginning,  she 
thought.  We'll  be  miserable  the 
whole  week.  Pursing  her  lips,  she 
turned  her  head  to  look  out  the 
window. 

The  mountains  reached  above 


them,  massive  and  breathtaking 
in  their  cotton-cloud  dresses.  The 
road  ahead  of  them  curved  and 
twisted  in  daring  fashion  against 
the  sides  of  the  jutting  rock.  Don 
was  driving  expertly,  as  he  always 
did,  but  she  held  her  breath  as 
he  pressed  his  foot  down  on  the 
accelerator,  whirling  them  around 
curves,  blurring  the  thick  stands 
of  pine  trees,  and  pressing  her 
against  the  side  of  the  car. 

She  opened  her  mouth  to  say 
something  to  him,  but  she 
changed  her  hind.  Let  him  drive 
faster  if  it  made  him  feel  better. 


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OCTOBER  1964 


She  was  not  going  to  give  in  on 
this  thing.  Even  Don  himself 
had  admitted,  time  and  again, 
that  it  was  risky  to  stop  for  hitch- 
hikers along  the  road. 

"You're  just  asking  for  trou- 
ble," Rita  had  said  only  last 
week  when  Don  stopped  to  pick 
up  a  shabbily  dressed  man  on  the 
freeway. 

"My  car  broke  down,"  the  man 
told  them,  indicating  the  fender- 
less  clunk  at  the  side  of  the  road, 
and  Don  had  given  her  that 
"Aren't  you  ashamed?"  look. 

"Well,  he  could  have  been  a 
robber!"  she  argued  defensively, 
after  they  let  the  man  off  at  a 
garage. 

"But  he  wasn't."  Don  grinned 
at  her,  then,  and  they  laughed 
together. 

This  was  different.  They  were 
on  their  vacation.  Don  only  had 
a  week,  and  Rita  didn't  want  to 
spend  it  picking  up  hitchhikers. 
They  were  going  to  Lake  Dorn, 
and  their  two-seater  sportscar, 
Don's  first  anniversary  surprise, 
was  loaded  with  camping  gear 
and  sleeping  bags.  There  just 
isn't  room  for  any  extra  passen- 
gers, she  thought,  as  the  little 
car  sped  up  the  canyon  to  the 
high  mountain  lake. 

"Honey?"  said  Don  tentative- 
ly. He  looked  at  her  quickly. 
"Honey,  I  know  it's  risky  to  stop 
for  hitchhikers.  All  I  said  was 
'What  would  we  do  if  we  had  a 
breakdown  or  an  accident  or 
something?  What  if  no  one  would 
stop  for  us?  Isn't  it  the  chari- 
table thing  to  stop  and  offer  aid 
when  someone  needs  it?" 

"I  just  don't  want  to  talk 
about  it.  We  aren't  going  to  break 
down  or  have  an  accident,  so  it's 
pointless  to  talk  about  it.  Be- 
sides,"  she  said,   after  a  pause. 


"we'd  never  know  if  the  trouble 
was  real  or  only  pretended." 

"Honey,  I'm  sure  the  Lord 
would  let  us  know  in  some  way. 
You  know  the  scripture  in  Mo- 
roni about  the  good  fountain.  It 
can't  bring  forth  bitter  water." 

"No,  I  don't  remember  it,  and 
I  don't  want  to  discuss  it." 

"You're  being  very  stubborn, 
Rita,"  he  said  seriously.  A  smile 
suddenly  erased  his  frown.  "But 
let's  not  let  it  upset  our  good 
time.    All  right?" 

"All  right."  Rita  smiled  back. 
"I  hope  we  make  the  lake  before 
dark.     I'm  starved!" 

"Can  you  cook  in  the  dark?" 
They  both  laughed.  Everything 
was  fine  again,  almost.  Rita  felt 
her  spirits  lift,  and  the  feel  of  the 
road  turning  under  them  and  the 
fresh  smell  in  the  air  made  her 
want  to  sing.  She  started  to 
hum,  and  soon  she  and  Don  were 
singing  a  hymn.  "Lead,  kindly 
Light,  amid  th'  encircling  gloom; 
Lead  thou  me  on.  .  .  ." 

The  afternoon  sun  through  the 
windshield  made  Rita  drowsy. 
She  slept  for  awhile,  with  her 
head  on  her  arm.  A  thumping 
jolt  shook  her  to  a  sitting  posi- 
tion. 

"What's  the  matter?" 

"A  bad  hole  in  the  road.  The 
car's  all  right,  but  it  looks  like 
some  rough  road  ahead  —  and 
dusty.  Better  roll  up  your  win- 
dow." 

Don  slowed  the  car  and  eased  it 
into  a  rugged  dirt  section.  "That 
sign  we  saw  said  there  was  con- 
struction for  five  miles.  We're  in 
for  a  hot,  bumpy  ride."  Don 
rolled  his  own  window  up,  and 
the  little  car  bucked  and  humped 
over  the  roughly  graded  road. 
"Don!     What's     that?"     Rita 


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THE   GOOD    FOUNTAIN 


straightened  in  the  seat.  In  the 
swirhng  dust  ahead  of  them,  a  fig- 
ure waved  frantic  arms.  A  car 
was  parked  by  the  roadside. 

''Somebody's  in  trouble."  Don 
looked  at  Rita.  ''Shall  we  stop?" 

She  bit  her  lip.  The  figure  in 
the  road  was  a  woman  dressed  in 
a  denim  suit.  She  really  did  ap- 
pear to  be  distressed,  but  what  if 
it  were  a  trick?  Don  was  slowing 
down,  but  still  he  glanced  at  her, 
waiting  for  some  change  of  ex- 
pression. 

"We  have  to  stop,"  said  Rita, 
finally,  and  Don  pulled  off  the 
road  behind  the  parked  car.  The 
woman  ran  to  Don's  side  of  the 
car  and  leaned  against  it,  breath- 
ing heavily.  Rita  could  see  that 
she  was  an  older  woman  with 
streaks  of  white  in  her  hair.  She 
looked  very  tired. 

"Thank  you  for  stopping.  My 
husband's  up  there.  .  .  ."  She 
pointed  upward  to  an  outcrop- 
ping of  jagged  boulders  above  the 
line  of  trees.  "He's  hurt,  and  I 
can't  drive  to  go  for  help." 

At  her  words,  Don  looked  in- 
quiringly at  Rita. 

"I'll  stay  here,"  she  said.  "I'm 
not  much  for  climbing."  He  got 
out  of  the  car  and  started 
through  the  brush  at  the  side  of 
the  road.  The  woman  followed 
him. 

Rita  sat  in  the  car,  watching 
them  scramble  over  loose  rocks 
and  gravel,  pushing  aside  clinging 
brush,  until  they  disappeared 
down  the  incline. 

"This  ought  to  delay  us  an 
hour  or  more,"  she  said  to  her- 
self, feeling  the  bitterness  catch 
in  her  throat.  "And  all  because 
Don  has  to  be  charitable!  'Char- 
ity begins  at  home.'"  She  said  the 
oft-repeated  words  aloud.  Begins 
at  home.     Yes,  perhaps  it  does. 


She  thought  of  the  passage  from 
Moroni  Don  had  mentioned.  She 
did  recall  it  now. 

"For  behold,  a  bitter  fountain 
cannot  bring  forth  good  water; 
neither  can  a  good  fountain  bring 
forth  bitter  water."  She  remem- 
bered, too,  Moroni's  message  at 
the  end  of  that  chapter.  Charity, 
the  pure  love  of  Christ.  The  bit- 
terness drained  away  and  she 
thought  of  the  woman  —  she  had 
such  tired,  desperate  lines  in  her 
face. 

With  sudden  decision,  Rita 
opened  the  car  door  and  went  to 
the  edge  of  the  road.  There  were 
no  cars  in  sight  in  either  direc- 
tion, but  a  thick  layer  of  dust 
hung  in  the  air,  choking  her  and 
coating  the  leaves  with  a  fine  cov- 
ering. The  sun  pressed  hotly  on 
the  top  of  her  head. 

I  can't  wait  here,  she  thought. 
I'll  roast  to  death.  The  man 
might  really  need  help. 

She  followed  the  trail  of  broken 
twigs  and  crushed  undergrowth 
down  a  steep  slope,  to  the  edge 
of  a  tiny  streamlet.  She  jumped 
across  it  and  looked  for  a  sign  to 
tell  her  where  the  others  had 
gone.  The  trees  whispered  in  a 
delicate,  cooling  breeze,  but  she 
could  see  no  trace  of  her  husband 
and  the  woman.  She  felt  a  sud- 
den panic  and  struggled  to  over- 
come it.  Silly!  she  thought.  If 
I  just  look  carefully,  I'm  certain 
to  find  where  they  have  gone.  She 
studied  her  quiet  surroundings, 
straining  to  see  into  deep  shad- 
ows. Perhaps  I  can  see  a  foot- 
print or  something,  she  thought. 
The  ground  beneath  her  feet  was 
hard  and  dry,  rippled  with  rock. 
Then  she  saw  the  dangling  finger 
of  a  bent  twig,  swaying  slightly, 
as  if  it  were  pointing  the  way. 


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She  went  closer  to  the  tree,  and 
in  the  soft  earth  beneath  it,  she 
could  see  the  imprint  of  Don's 
canvas  shoe.  Sighing  with  relief, 
she  pulled  her  way  past  the  tree 
and  started  up  the  incline. 

Above  her  nearly  a  hundred 
feet  were  the  boulders  where  the 
injured  man  lay.  Rita  could  see 
nothing  of  her  husband  or  the 
woman.  She  began  pulling  her- 
self up  the  side  of  the  canyon 
wall,  digging  her  shoes  into  the 
dirt  and  carefully  testing  each 
branch  and  twig  before  she  al- 
lowed it  to  hold  her  full  weight. 
Before  she  had  gone  ten  feet, 
perspiration  was  running  down 
her  face,  and  her  blouse  was 
smudged  and  streaked  with  dirt. 
She  stopped  for  a  moment  to 
wipe  her  face  with  her  hand.  How 
could  that  woman  have  climbed 
this  slope?  Rita  was  young  and 
strong,  but  her  muscles  were  taut 
and  trembling  with  exertion.  A 
few  feet  above  her  the  hillside 
became  more  rocky,  with  less 
brush,  and  the  going  was  easier. 

Now,  above  her,  she  thought 
she  heard  Don's  voice.  She  gazed 
up,  but  a  large,  angled  piece  of 
granite  obstructed  her  view.  Im- 
patiently, she  tried  to  pull  her- 
self up  over  the  rock.  Her  hand- 
hold slipped,  and  she  dropped  off 
the  rock  and  fell  heavily  on  her 
leg. 

Stunned,  she  sat,  not  knowing 
quite  what  to  do.  Her  ankle 
throbbed  violently  and  made  her 
gasp  with  pain. 

''What  a  stupid  thing  to  do!" 
she  said  aloud.  When  the  pain 
subsided  a  bit,  she  wiggled  her 
toes.  Finding  no  increase  in  pain, 
she  moved  to  get  her  weight  off 
the  leg.  She  tested  her  ankle 
gingerly.  It  was  all  right.  Thank 
goodness!     She  had  bruised  the 


outside  of  her  foot  on  a  sharp 
rock.  Her  leg  was  able  to  hold 
her  up,  so  she  dusted  herself  off 
and  started  upward  again. 

The  voice  was  louder  now,  and 
she  called  to  Don. 

"Rita?  What  are  you  doing 
down  there?  I  thought  you  were 
going  to  stay  in  the  car."  She 
heard  him  scrambling  down  the 
rocks  above  her.  He  appeared  on 
the  rock  from  which  she  had  fal- 
len and  jumped  down  to  her. 

"What  are  you  doing  here? 
You  aren't  the  hiking  kind,  re- 
member?" 

"I'm  not,"  she  agreed,  still  feel- 
ing the  bruise  on  her  ankle.  "But 
I  couldn't  just  sit  there.  Besides, 
I  thought  I  might  be  able  to 
help." 

"Well,  I'd  have  trouble  getting 
him  down  alone.  I'm  going  to 
have  to  go  for  help.  Can  I  count 
on  you  to  look  after  them?  Mrs. 
Harding  doesn't  seem  too  well, 
either."  She  nodded  her  head. 
Go  for  help?  That  will  take 
hours,  Rita  thought.  Precious 
hours  of  our  vacation  time.  Pre- 
cious hours  of  the  man's  life,  too, 
she  reminded  herself,  and  she 
climbed  after  Don's  vanishing 
figure. 

Mr.  Harding  lay  on  a  ridge  of 
granite,  amid  piles  of  loose  rocks 
and  earth.  Don  boosted  his  wife 
the  last  few  feet  over  the  ledge, 
and  she  felt  alarm  and  fear  at  the 
sight  of  the  man's  face.  It  was 
covered  with  dried  blood,  and 
bits  of  dead  leaves  and  dirt  clung 
in  hardened  clumps.  The  skin  be- 
neath was  gray.  Mrs.  Harding 
sat  at  his  head  with  her  hand  on 
her  husband's  shoulder,  looking 
as  if  she  might  faint  at  any  mo- 
ment. Rita  went  to  her  and  took 
her  arm. 


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"Don  is  going  to  go  for  help, 
Mrs.  Harding."  The  woman 
looked  up  at  her,  not  seeming  to 
understand.  "I'll  stay  here  with 
you  until  he  brings  someone 
back.  Everything  will  be  fine." 
As  she  heard  herself  say  the 
words,  she  felt  a  quiver  of  un- 
certainty. Everything  will  be 
fine,  you  hope. 

The  afternoon  sun  was  rapidly 
sliding  behind  the  tops  of  the 
mountains,  the  breeze  that  so 
gently  brought  relief  from  the 
heat  of  the  road  now  chilled  the 
waiting  women.  Shadows  reached 
at  them  with  dark  hands.  What 
if  Don  didn't  return  before  it 
grew  dark?  Rita  was  not  at  all 
sure  she  could  keep  calm.  Mrs. 
Harding  had  not  spoken  since 
Don  left,  and  she  had  given  up 
trying  to  converse  with  her. 

She  jumped  at  a  strange  sound. 
She  had  been  sitting  on  a  rock 
not  far  from  Mrs.  Harding,  and 
now  she  felt  the  older  woman 
clawing  at  her  arm. 

"It's  all  right,  Mrs.  Harding. 
Everything's  fine."  But  it  was 
not  fine.  Something  in  Mrs. 
Harding's  face  told  her  that.  It 
was  Mr.  Harding.  Rita  went 
over  to  him.  He  was  moaning.  She 
knelt  beside  him  and  touched  his 
face  and  hands.  They  were  cold, 
and  he  was  trembling  and  breath- 
ing rapidly. 

I've  got  to  get  him  warm,  she 
thought.  She  hadn't  even  the 
sweater  she  had  brought  along  for 
cool  nights  at  the  lake.  The  Hard- 
ings  were  both  in  short  sleeves. 
There  was  nothing  she  could  use 
for  warmth,  and  the  wind  began 
to  billow  the  trees  with  its  stir- 
ring. A  fire,  she  thought  sudden- 
ly. If  I  could  only  build  a  fire. 
She  carried  no  matches,  and  her 
pockets  were  empty.  Quickly,  she 


went  through  Mr.  Harding's 
pockets.  A  pocket  knife,  some 
loose  change,  a  handkerchief  .  .  . 
no  matches.  A  swift  questioning 
of  Mrs.  Harding  brought  forth  a 
lipstick,  a  pocket  comb,  and  a 
crumpled  tissue. 

Well,  she  thought,  if  the  In- 
dians could  do  it,  there  must  be 
a  way.  She  opened  the  pocket 
knife,  pulling  out  one  of  the 
stiffly  sprung  blades  inexpertly. 
She  searched  the  ground  in  the 
rapidly  failing  light  and  found 
two  dry  sticks.  She  stripped  their 
bark  with  the  knife,  piling  the 
shavings  together  on  the  ground, 
then  she  rubbed  the  two  sticks 
together  furiously,  until  her  arms, 
unused  to  such  activity,  would  go 
no  more.  She  felt  the  sticks. 
They  were  barely  warm. 

Disgusted,  she  threw  them 
down  and  sat  in  the  dirt.  A  hard, 
frightening  lump  began  in  her 
chest,  and  she  knew  the  tears 
were  not  far  behind  it. 

Oh,  dear  Lord.  Help  me!  If  I 
don't  find  a  way  to  get  him  warm, 
he  may  die,  she  thought  desper- 
ately. 


I N  helpless  anger  at  herself,  Rita 
picked  up  a  handful  of  the  loose 
rocks  and  threw  them,  too,  into 
the  darkness.  A  shower  of  sparks 
as  the  stones  struck  a  larger  rock 
startled  her  out  of  her  dismay. 
Sparks!  Eagerly,  she  took  up 
another  handful  and  began  strik- 
ing them  on  a  nearby  rock.  Each 
blow  caused  a  tiny  spark  to  fly 
into  the  night.  She  excitedly 
gathered  her  shavings  together 
with  Mrs.  Harding's  tissue,  and 
holding  them  directly  under  the 
rock,  she  began  to  strike. 

Tensely,  she  knelt  at  her  work, 
and  in  spite  of  the  coolness  of  the 


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night  air,  perspiration  trickled 
down  her  face. 

''Maddening  Kttle  bits  of  fire," 
she  muttered  when  the  sparks 
flew  everywhere  but  onto  the 
shavings.  Then,  amazingly,  one 
fell  into  the  pile  in  her  hand,  and 
she  watched  in  anxious  suspense 
as  the  point  of  redness  bright- 
ened. With  great  tenderness,  she 
breathed  onto  it,  and  as  if  she 
had  breathed  the  breath  of  life, 
the  point  separated  and  sprang 
into  a  circle,  igniting  the  pieces 
of  bark.  When  she  at  last  saw 
the  healthy  yellow  flame  licking 
toward  her  hand,  she  knew  she 
had  succeeded. 

She  pushed  together  a  ring  of 
stones  with  her  foot  and  set  her 
growing  fire-child  in  the  center. 
With  its  small  illumination,  Rita 
was  able  to  find  more  dry  sticks, 
which  she  shaved  into  her  hungry 
fire.  In  the  darkness  she  found 
some  large  branches,  which  she 
laid  crosswise  in  the  fire.  She 
could  already  feel  the  heat  of  the 
flames  warming  her.  Looking  up 
from  her  labors,  Rita  saw  Mrs. 
Harding  bending  over  her  hus- 
band, pulling  him  close  to  the 
fire.  She  hurried  to  help  her,  and 
soon  they  had  placed  him  near 
the  circle,  and  the  older  woman 
had  cushioned  his  head  in  her 
lap. 

"He's  all  right,"  Mrs.  Harding 
said  after  awhile.  "The  fire  has 
stopped  his  trembling." 

Wonderful  fire,  Rita  thought. 
'T  think  it's  put  a  little  courage 
in  us  all,"  she  said.  The  older 
woman  nodded,  smiling  down  at 
her  husband. 

Rita  thought  of  the  hymn  she 
and  Don  had  been  singing  earlier. 
"Lead,  kindly  Light,  amid  th'  en- 
circling gloom;  lead  thou  me  on!" 

Rita  began  to  sing  the  words 


again,  softly  to  herself,  as  she 
poked  the  fire  with  a  stick.  To  her 
surprise,  Mrs.  Harding's  quaver- 
ing high  voice  joined  in  with  hers. 
"The  night  is  dark  and  I  am  far 
from  home;  Lead  thou  me  on!" 

Suddenly,  behind  her,  she 
heard  a  movement  among  the 
rocks,  and  Don's  grinning  face 
came  out  of  the  mountain  black- 
ness. 

"Hi!  Did  you  think  I  wasn't 
coming  back?"  Rita  fell  into  his 
open  arms  and  hugged  him,  hap- 
pily. 

"Oh,  Don,  you've  been  gone 
so  long.  It  got  cold,  and  I  had 
to  make  a  fire,  and.  .  .  ." 

She  noticed  the  men  standing 
behind  her  husband. 

"Sheriff  Gunther,  Deputy 
Walsh,  this  is  my  wife,  Rita. 
There's  the  injured  man,"  he  said 
pointing  to  Mr.  Harding. 

"Thank  you,  Mr.  Gardner.  I 
think  Frank  and  I  can  get  him 
down  all  right,  if  you'll  see  that 
the  ladies  get  down  safely." 

"Right,"  said  Don,  gripping 
Rita's  shoulder.  "Hey,"  he  whis- 
pered. "How  did  you  get  that  fire 
started?  I  didn't  know  you  were 
a  boy  scout!" 

"There  are  lots  of  things  you 
don't  know  about  me,  yet,"  Rita 
replied,  laughing. 

"If  we  hadn't  seen  that  fire 
and  heard  you  singing,  we  might 
not  have  found  you  until  dawn," 
said  Sheriff  Gunther.  "It's  pitch 
black." 

As  the  sheriff  and  Deputy 
Walsh  made  Mr.  Harding  com- 
fortable in  the  back  of  the  offic- 
ers' station  wagon,  Mrs.  Harding 
turned  to  Rita  and  took  her  hand. 

"We  did  a  foolish  thing,  climb- 
ing alone  up  there.  When  James 
fell  and  I  tried  to  stop  the  bleed- 
ing,   I   prayed   that   God   would 


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send  someone  to  help  me.  He 
must  have  led  you  both  to  me. 
God  bless  you  for  coming  up 
there  with  me." 

Say  thank  you  to  the  good 
fountain,  Rita  thought,  feeling 
her  emotions  swell. 

"Good  luck,"  Don  called,  as 
the  station  wagon  pulled  out  onto 
the  road.     Then  he  took  Rita's 


THE   GOOD    FOUNTAIN 

hand  and  opened  the  car  door  for 
her. 

"You  know,"  he  said,  leaning 
over  her,  "that's  some  wife  Fve 
got."    And  he  kissed  her. 

"We  ought  to  make  Lake  Dorn 
by  morning,"  he  said,  climbing 
into  the  car. 

"In  time  for  breakfast,  I  hope," 
said  Rita,  snuggling  against  his 
shoulder. 


Wind 

Evelyn  Fjeldsted 


The  wind  can  be  a  gentle  thing, 
Moving  softly  over  furrowed  lands, 
Singing  songs  to  waken  fields  and  streams, 
Bringing  warmth  from  desert  sands. 


Like  voices  from  another  world. 
Little  winds  come  by  at  night. 
And  like  a  harp  of  many  strings. 
Express  their  concord  or  a  greater  might. 


The  wind  can  transport  passengers  — 
Invisible  and  riding  free; 
It  can  drift  a  sea  gull  on  its  course, 
And  land  a  seedling  to  become  a  tree. 
Wind  can  make  the  shadows  dance. 
Like  marionettes  in  a  moonlight  trance. 


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They  Joined  the  Church  Because  of 
Relief  Society 


Maxine  T.  Grimm 

Dolores  Suarez  was  met  in  May  1963  by  two  lady  missionaries, 
Sister  Edmunds  of  Mapleton,  Utah,  and  Sister  Smithen  of  Layton, 
Utah,  in  the  city  of  Manila,  Philippine  Islands,  Southern  Far  East 
Mission.  ''We  began  teaching  her  and  her  family,"  wrote  the  sisters. 
"The  eldest  daughter  joined  the  Church,  but  Dolores  herself  did  not 
have  time  to  attend  any  meetings." 

Then  the  lady  missionaries  organized  a  small  neighborhood  Re- 
lief Society.  They  made  special  invitations  which  they  handed  out, 
announced  the  meetings  in  regular  services,  contacted  other  mis- 
sionaries in  the  area  for  interested  women,  and  made  visits  to  their 
own  contacts  to  be  sure  that  everyone  would  feel  welcome. 

A  program  was  carefully  planned  to  outline  the  history,  duties, 
and  responsibilities  of  Relief  Society,  and  to  explain  the  weekly  les- 
sons. Articles  made  by  Relief  Society  members  in  the  United  States 
were  brought  by  Sister  Maxine  Grimm  to  show  the  many  skills 
taught  in  work  meetings.  She  also  brought  an  old  pump  organ 
she  had  used  during  the  war  to  accompany  Latter-day  Saint  service- 
men for  their  meetings  in  New  Guinea  and  the  Philippines.  This, 
plus  borrowed  chairs,  made  a  temporary  start  in  the  home  of  the 
two  lady  missionaries,  but  it  was  an  important  beginning.  They  had 
covered  one  entire  wall  of  the  room  with  pictures,  articles,  and 
pamphlets  showing  the  activities  of  all  of  the  auxiliaries  of  the 
Church.  Extra  Relief  Society  Magazines  were  ready  to  be  given  out 
after  this  valuable  Magazine  had  been  shown  to  them. 

Twenty-five  women  arrived,  and  one  man,  who  seemed  a  bit 
uncomfortable  with  all  of  the  women,  but  remained  until  the  end. 
Punch  and  cookies  were  served  after  the  meeting,  questions  were  an- 
swered, and  invitations  extended  for  the  following  week.  Dolores 
Suarez  attended  this  next  meeting  and  seemed  to  take  more  in- 
terest. 

The  following  week  the  sisters  began  a  training  program.  They 
taught  all  of  those  attending,  the  principles  of  leading  the  singing. 
Each  used  a  bamboo  baton  to  help  her  gst  the  real  spirit  of  con- 
ducting. Sister  Suarez  led  one  song  by  herself  the  following  week 
and  did  well.  The  next  week  she  conducted.  At  this  meeting  all 
the  women  present,  over  half  of  them  nonmembers,  bore  their  testi- 
monies. Dolores  Suarez,  in  bearing  hers,  showed  deep  emotion  and 
sincerity. 

Dolores  Magpayo  Suarez  was  baptized  September  14,  1963.  The 
only  meetings  she  had  attended  were  Relief  Society  meetings. 

"Sister  Suarez  now  attends  every  single  meeting  she  possibly 


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can,"  write  the  sisters.  "She  has  many  activities,  and  is  a  counselor 
to  the  Manila  Branch  Relief  Society  president,  which  makes  her  sort 
of  'President'  of  our  department  Relief  Society  in  San  Juan.  She 
is  a  great  strength  to  her  own  family,  to  us  missionaries,  and  to  other 
members.  Her  husband  has  joined  the  Church,  and  is  the  same 
way." 

They  have  eight  children.  They  are  both  active  in  civic  affairs, 
also.  Sister  Suarez  is  on  the  district  Girl  Scout  Council  and  very 
active  in  that  position  —  and  very  well  loved  and  respected.  She 
is  one  of  the  officers  of  a  new  committee  in  Quezon  City  designed  to 
help  the  youth  by  giving  them  good  activities  and  opportunities  for 
leadership.  She  is  active  in  politics,  having  been  on  the  election 
committee  as  a  registrar.  She  has  a  lovely  voice;  formerly,  she  sang 
on  radio.  Here,  then,  is  a  valuable  Church  member,  who  gained  her 
testimony  through  Relief  Society. 


^     i'fi     ^     :'fi 


The  Relief  Society  brought  me  into  The  Church  of  Jesus  Christ 
of  Latter-day  Saints,"  Rosalina  Agana  Honrado  says.  She  began 
attending  the  dependent  Relief  Society  of  the  Manila  Branch,  Philip- 
pine Islands,  Southern  Far  East  Mission,  with  her  neighbor  Sister 
Salud  Jamenez.  Two  lady  missionaries,  Sister  Edmunds  and  Sister 
Smithen,  had  been  teaching  two  of  Mrs.  Honrado's  nephews,  but  she 
had  never  heard  any  of  the  lessons. 

Mrs.  Honrado  was  given  an  opportunity  in  Relief  Society  meet- 
ing to  pray,  lead  the  singing,  and  conduct  the  music,  just  as  are  the 
other  members  of  Relief  Society,  whether  they  are  members  of  the 
Church  or  not.  She  gave  a  strong  testimony  during  the  testimony 
meeting. 

Rosalina  Agana  Honrado  asked  to  be  baptized  after  attending 
only  Relief  Society  meetings,  without  any  lessons  from  the  mission- 
aries and  without  attending  any  other  meetings.  She  obtained  a 
testimony  of  the  gospel  through  Relief  Society.  The  two  missionary 
sisters  gave  her  the  necssary  lessons  before  she  was  baptized.  Her 
nephews  were  baptized,  and  her  daughter  and  a  niece  will  soon  join 
the  Church. 

Sister  Honrado  is  very  active  in  the  Church,  is  very  humble, 
and  is  a  good  Latter-day  Saint. 

The  missionaries  write:  "Our  thanks  for  the  Relief  Society  pro- 
gram and  the  tremendous  lessons  and  possibilities  for  fellowshipping 
people." 


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Lael  W.  Hill 

Gray  morning  mist  haunts  the  little  sidestreets. 
Morning's  cool  hush  runs  over  their  ground. 
Sunlight  comes  late  to  discover  these  places; 
Frost  is  upon  them,  a  silver  breath-bound. 

All  the  small  houses  are  quiet,  alike. 
Side-by-side,  standing  in  trim  yards  of  lawn 
From  echo  of  schoolbell  till  bustle  of  playtime; 
These  are  the  gray  hours.  The  children  are  gone. 

Sky-bright  and  summer-warm,  noon  barely  paused. 
Now  the  gold  motes  dance  in  gold  that  was  green, 
Spangle  the  sidewalks,  impatiently  glitter  — 
But  softly  October  winds  puff,  press,  and  preen. 

Poured  like  a  tide  into  freedom  from  walls. 
Children  surge  over  the  sidewalks  and  grass  — 
Run  in  and  out  of  their  eager-doored  houses! 
Leaning  long  eastward,  the  slow  shadows  pass. 

Feathers  of  cloud  line  the  wake  of  set  sun 
A  blue  hour  begins  the  unrolling  of  night. 
Once  more  deserted,  the  play-yards  lie  silent. 
Outlined  by  picket  fence,  ghostly  in  white. 

Dark  brings  a  chill  premonition  of  frost. 

The  matched  rows  of  houses  draw  back  from  their  gates, 

Holding  the  children  safe-guarded  inside  them. 

A  querulous  cricket  chirrups  .  .  .  and  waits.  .  .  . 


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omans 


Ramona  W.  Cannon 


MRS.  HELEN  G.  CASSIDY,  wife  of 
Brigadier  General  Patrick  F.  Cassidy, 
Chief  of  Staff,  Seventh  Corps,  Stutt- 
gart, Germany,  is  the  new  director 
of  volunteers  for  the  American  Red 
Cross  in  the  European  area.  She  will 
be  the  leader  of  approximately 
3,200  Red  Cross  volunteers  in 
Europe,  the  United  Kingdom,  and  in 
the  Middle  East.  Mother  of  six 
children,  Mrs.  Cassidy  has  still  been 
able  to  allocate  many  hours  of  each 
week  to  this  important  voluntary 
service. 

AMONG  the  many  valuable  bulletins 
on  homemaking  published  by  the 
United  States  Government,  and  avail- 
able from  the  Superintendent  of 
Documents,  Washington,  D.C.,  is  the 
compilation  of  food  plans,  costs,  nu- 
tritional tables,  and  recipes,  Family 
Food  Budgeting  for  Good  Meals  and 
Good  Nutrition  (price  10c). 

THE  WOMEN'S  BANK  of  Seoul,  Ko- 
rea, with  a  world-wide  reputation, 
expects  to  open  a  branch  in  West 
Germany,  where  every  third  small 
business  entrepreneur  is  a  woman. 
This  bank,  catering  exclusively  to 
women,  encourages  them  to  save 
money.  It  welcomes  small  accounts 
and  has  a  safe-deposit  department 
and  a  safe-keeping  service  for  jewel- 
ry. 


ALTHEA  K.  HOTTELL,  former  dean 
of  women  at  the  University  of  Penn- 
sylvania, has  expressed  concern  over 
the  small  percentage  of  women  grad- 
uating from  colleges  in  the  United 
States.  "What  disturbs  most  of  us," 
she  states,  "is  that  only  about  one- 
fourth  of  the  women  capable  of 
profiting  from  higher  education  are 
in  college  —  a  waste  of  talent  this 
country  can  ill  afford." 


SENORA  ENRIQUETA  GOMEZ  de 
PEREZ,  ninety-two,  a  former  elemen- 
tary school  teacher  of  Venezuelan 
President  Raul  Leoni  and  also  of  his 
mother,  was  honored  at  a  reception 
and  ceremony  at  Maraflores  Palace, 
Caracas,  April  24.  Among  the  dis- 
tinguished guests,  including  the 
Minister  of  Education  and  Senora 
Leoni,  she  was  decorated  with  a 
special  medal  for  "dedication  to  the 
teaching  field  for  more  than  thirty 
years." 


GRACE  BARKER  WILSON,  a  contrib- 
utor to  The  Relief  Society  Magazine, 
is  the  author  of  a  third  volume  of 
poetry  Stuff  of  Dreams  (Merchants 
Press,  Taylor,  Texas).  She  was  su- 
perintendent of  the  Central  Consoli- 
dated School  in  Kirtland,  New  Mex- 
ico, for  twenty-four  years. 


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One  thinks  of  refinement  as  a  process  which  eliminates  the  dross 
and  leaves  that  which  is  pure;  as  the  polishing  agent  that  removes  the 
tarnish  and  brings  out  the  patina  of  beauty;  as  the  gentle  abrasive 
which  smooths  away  defects  to  bring  about  perfection.  Refinement  is 
a  continuing  action  which  when  applied  to  human  lives  involves  activi- 
ties, associations,  experiences,  and  decisions. 

Activity  in  Relief  Society  adds  a  luster  of  refinement  to  the  lives 
of  women.  It  provides  for  them  a  schooling  in  spiritual,  cultural,  and 
practical  matters  which  serves  to  eliminate  less  productive  activities. 
A  polish  is  added  to  the  natural  talents  of  women  when  these  talents 
are  used  to  beautify  the  world  around  them.  Striving  for  perfection, 
accepting  the  highest  standards  of  performance,  shunning  unright- 
eousness are  all  refining  influences  of  Relief  Society. 

There  is  refinement  in  being  close  to  the  Lord,  in  learning  his 
word,  studying  his  life  and  teachings,  and  giving  oneself  to  doing  the 
will  of  the  Father. 

There  is  refinement  in  association  with  others  of  high  ideals  and 
practices.  The  example  of  high-minded  women  is  a  guide  and  a  goal. 
Truly  one's  manner  of  living  and  actions  have  effect  upon  the  lives  of 
others. 

There  is  refinement  in  selflessness,  in  forgetting  oneself  in  the 
service  of  others.     An  expression  of  loving  kindness  blesses  the  giver 


Volume  51      October  1964      Number  10 


•  Belle  S.  Spafford,  President 

•  Marianne  C.  Sharp,  First  Counselor 

•  Louise  W.  Madsen,  Second  Counselor 

•  Hulda  Parker,  Secretary-Treasurer 


Inement  in 


Society  Act 


as  well  as  the  recipient.     Nothing  brings  more  joy  than  the  exercise 
of  compassion  or  the  achievement  of  empathy. 

There  is  refinement  in  activity  using  one's  talents,  not  allowing 
them  to  diminish  because  they  are  not  used,  nor  placidly  accepting 
mediocrity  when  much  more  is  possible.  Talents  are  gifts  from  heav- 
en to  be  used  for  more  abundant  personal  living  as  well  as  to  bring 
joy  to  others. 

There  is  refinement  in  increasing  one's  skills,  discovering  apti- 
tudes, enlarging  abilities,  being  actively  engaged  in  uplifting  study  and 
work.  The  admonition  to  avoid  idleness,  to  shun  its  enticements  finds 
acceptance  in  the  work  of  Relief  Society. 

There  is  refinement  in  achieving  greater  success  in  being  a  better 
homemaker,  a  more  devoted  wife  and  mother.  Families  are  the  bene- 
ficiaries of  the  mother's  increased  desire  to  bring  love  and  security  to 
her  home,  creating  an  atmosphere  conducive  to  peace  and  happiness. 

There  is  refinement  in  accepting  responsibility  and  discharging 
this  responsibility  to  the  best  of  one's  ability.  Nothing  enlarges  one's 
vision  so  greatly  as  having  others  depend  upon  one  for  leadership  — 
wise,  inspiring  leadership.  Teaching  one  another  is  one  of  the  im- 
portant responsibilities. 

That  his  daughters  might  have  all  of  these  blessings  and  oppor- 
tunities, the  Lord  caused  Relief  Society  to  be  established. 

~L.  W.  M. 


.  »ir- V,, , '','  ;v-. 


Anna  B.  Hart 
Edith  S.  Elliott 
Florence  J.  Madsen 
Leone  G.  Layton 
Blanche  B.  Stoddard 
Evon  W.  Peterson 
Aleine  M.  Young 
Josie  B.  Bay 
Alberta  H.  Christensen 
Mildred   B.  Eyring 
Edith  P.  Backman 
Winniefred  S.   Manwaring 


EIna  P.  Haymond 
Mary  R.  Young 
Mary  V.  Cameron 
Afton  W.  Hunt 
Wealtha  S.   Mendenhal 
Elsa  T.  Peterson 
Fanny  S.  Kienitz 
Elizabeth  B.  Winters 
LaRue  H.   Rosell 
Jennie  R.  Scott 
Alice  L.  Wilkinson 
Irene  W.   Buehner 


Irene  C.  Lloyd 
Hazel  S.   Love 
Fawn  H.  Sharp 
Celestia  J.  Taylor 
Anne  R.  Gledhill 
Belva  B.  Ashton 
Zola  J.  McGhie 
Oa  J.  Cannon 
Lila  B.  Waicti 
Lenore  C.  Gundersen 
Marjorie  C.  Pingree 
Darlene  C.  Dedekind 
Cleone  R.  Eccles 


It  is  with  a  sense  of  loss  that  the  General  Board  announces  the  re- 
tirement from  the  General  Board  oi:  Charlotte  A.  Larsen,  Pearle  M. 
Olsen,  LaPriel  S.  Bunker,  and  Hazel  S.  Cannon. 

Charlotte  A.  Larsen  has  served  on  the  Board  since  March  25, 
1953.  Throughout  her  eleven  years  of  service  she  has  performed  her 
every  assignment  faithfully  and  with  a  high  degree  of  excellence. 
Her  appointments  have  been  extensive  and  varied.  She  has  served 
on  all  but  one  of  the  major  educational  committees,  and  freely  given 
of  her  artistic  talents  for  socials  and  conference  presentations.  She 
has  given  outstanding  service  in  community  assignments,  as  well  as 
writing  a  series  of  Relief  Society  lessons  on  ''Safety  in  the  Home" 
as  the  result  of  her  association  with  the  Salt  Lake  Safety  Council. 
For  the  last  four  years  she  has  represented  Relief  Society  on  the 
Heart  Association.  Every  request  that  has  been  made  of  Sister 
Larsen  has  been  carried  out  well  through  her  artistic  endowments 
and  capable  leadership  abilities.  She  has  honored  her  calling  in 
every  way. 

Pearle  M.  Olsen  was  appointed  to  the  General  Board  on  Feb- 
ruary 19,  1958.  She  has  assumed  the  responsibilities  that  have  been 
given  her  wholeheartedly  and  with  a  meticulous  care  for  detail.  Her 
attention  has  especially  been  directed  to  the  visiting  teacher  work 
and  literature.  Her  love  of  the  beautiful  aided  her  in  the  service 
she  gave  to  the  work  meeting  program.  For  the  past  six  years  she 
has  represented  Relief  Society  on  the  Safety  Council.  She  has  mani- 
fested a  deep  love  for  Relief  Society  and  has  carried  out  every 
assignment  with  a  sweet  spirit  and  with  great  devotion  to  the  work. 
Every  talent  with  which  the  Lord  has  blessed  her  has  been  placed 
by  Sister  Olsen  at  the  service  of  Relief  Society. 

LaPriel  S.  Bunker  was  appointed  to  the  General  Board  on  June 
1,  1960,  and  given  a  leave  of  absence  when,  soon  after  her  appoint- 
ment, her  husband  was  called  as  mission  president  of  the  California 
Mission.  On  his  release  Sister  Bunker  again  devoted  herself  to  her 
calling  on  the  General  Board,  until  the  present  time  when  she  is 
released  to  join  her  husband  in  his  call  as  a  counselor  in  the  Salt  Lake 
Temple  Presidency.  Sister  Bunker  had  had  a  rich  experience  in 
Relief  Society  work  prior  to  her  call  to  the  General  Board  as  both 
stake  and  mission  Relief  Society  president.  Her  service  on  the  Board 
includes  a  chairmanship  of  the  work  meeting  committee,  service  on 
the  literature  committee,  and  as  a  member  of  the  quarterly  confer- 
ence committee.  Her  love  for  Relief  Society  has  been  clearly  mani- 
fest over  the  years. 

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Hazel  S.  Cannon  was  called  to  the  General  Board  on  February 
1,  1962.  She  came  filled  with  enthusiasm  and  a  desire  to  do  her  best. 
She  has  entered  zealously  into  every  call  which  has  been  made  upon 
her  and  devoted  her  outstanding  capabilities  to  a  successful  comple- 
tion of  them.  She  is  a  school  teacher  by  profession  and  her  teach- 
ing ability  has  been  at  the  disposal  of  the  General  Board  in  its  teach- 
ing program.  She  has  been  given  special  work  in  the  secretarial  field 
and  has  valued  her  calling  at  all  times. 

The  General  Board  and  the  sisters  throughout  the  Church  whom 
these  four  sisters  have  served  extend  to  them  their  love  and  apprecia- 
tion with  the  prayer  that  their  future  callings  may  be  joyous  to 
them. 


The  Golden,  Golden  Time 

Christie  Lund  Coles 

Now  comes  the  hour  of  ripening, 
Rich  and  golden  on  the  wheat; 
Amber-hued  on  pear-tree  bough; 
Tinseled  shade  upon  the  street. 

Now,  comes  the  rich  fulfillment  time: 
Orange  pumpkins  in  the  field; 
Gold-pink  peaches  on  the  bough; 
Sweet  pearmain  in  yellow  yield. 

Now,  comes  the  golden,  golden  time; 
Aspens  move  in  golden  grace; 
Bird  song  lifts  in  golden  notes; 
Gentle  sun-warmth  gilds  the  face. 


Dew  on  a  Peace  Rose 

Judy  Paget 
Tumbaco,   Ecuador 


Rosio,  this  rose  began  to  burn 

And  would  have  withered  in  the  sun. 

Already  its  outer  petals 

Are  wide  and  low. 

But  you  came  with  enchanted  fingers 

And  cast  a  diamond  net 

Of  dreams  upon  its  flesh, 

Sealing  the  perfume  and  the  pain 

Within  a  silken  heart. 


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Left  to  right:  Ella  Ellis  Murray,  President,  North  Ogden  Fifth  Ward  Relief  Society; 
Orba  Ellis  Brown,  President,  North  Ogden  Fourth  Ward  Relief  Society;  Ora  Ellis  Bybee, 
President,  Phoenix  Sixth  Ward  Relief  Society. 


Three  of  a  Family 

Marvel  M.  Young 
President,  Ben  Lomond  Stake  Relief  Society 


The  year  1963  brought  an  oc- 
casion of  special  importance  to 
Relief  Society,  for  when  Sister 
Ella  Ellis  Murray  was  called  to 
be  Relief  Society  president  in  the 
newly  created  North  Ogden  Fifth 
Ward,  in  the  Ben  Lomond  Stake, 
Utah,  she  became  the  third  mem- 
ber of  her  family  to  serve  as  a 
president  simultaneously. 

It  is  truly  a  rare  coincidence 
that  three  sisters  have  been 
called  to  preside  over  three  Re- 
lief Societies  at  the  same  time,  in 
two  different  States. 

Sister  Orba  Ellis  Brown  has 
served  as  president  of  the  North 
Ogden  Fourth  Ward  Relief  So- 
ciety,  Ben   Lomond   Stake,    for 


several  years,  as  has  Sister  Ora 
Ellis  Bybee  of  the  Phoenix 
Sixth  Ward,  Phoenix  Stake,  Ari- 
zona. These  three  sister  presi- 
dents, in  every  word  and  every 
action  reflect  the  wonderful  re- 
ligious training  and  deep  spirit- 
ual background  which  they  re- 
ceived in  the  home  of  their  par- 
ents, Charles  and  Louise  South- 
wick  Ellis. 

May  our  lives  reflect  sweetly 
in  the  lives  of  our  children,  as 
have  the  lives  and  training  of  the 
parents  of  these  three  outstand- 
ing Relief  Society  presidents, 
who  are  doing  a  magnificent  work 
among  the  daughters  of  our 
Heavenly  Father. 


754 


Blessed  Autumn 

Dorothy  J.  Smith 


Looking  out  my  window  I  see  the  signs  of  a  declining  year.  The  shades  of 
golden  brown,  yellow,  and  mixed  green  hues  of  autumn  make  me  sigh,  not 
a  sigh  of  sorrow,  but  of  relief. 

The  busy  year  is  nearing  its  close.  Children  have  been  home  all  summer 
with  their  noise  and  activity  that  go  with  the  hot  sultry  days.  Now  they  are 
back  in  school.  The  canning  is  nearly  all  done.  The  satisfaction  that  comes 
with  knowing  that  you  have  provided  for  your  family  gives  you  a  feeling  of 
comfort.  The  rows  of  fruits  and  vegetables,  with  the  red  of  berries,  beets, 
and  jam,  the  yellow  and  green  of  vegetables  lend  to  the  joy  of  accomplish- 
ment. 

Winter  is  a  time  of  comparative  rest,  and  we  have  a^short  time  to  prepare 
ourselves  for  another  season. 

The  unbroken  white  blanket  of  snow  on  the  fields  is  a  restful  sight  to 
the  eye,  and  to  the  spirit.  Man  is  reminded  that  God  is  a  merciful  God.  He 
gives  all  living  things  a  time  to  rest,  to  rejuvenate,  and  to  start  over  again. 
He  has  seen  the  necessity  of  rest  and  quiet. 

The  soul  needs  a  time  to  evaluate  the  meaning  of  its  purpose,  to  look  back 
and  be  proud,  and  have  a  chance  to  start  again  and  be  more  perfect  and 
bloom  in  the  rebirth  of  spring,  to  grow  through  the  busy  months  of  summer 
and  prepare  for  a  time  to  rest  and  be  quiet  in  the  autumn  of  life. 

God,  with  his  supreme  wisdom,  knows  that  man  needs  a  time  to  sit  back 
and  enjoy  the  blessings  of  life  and  be  thankful  that  Heavenly  Father  saw  fit 
to  let  us  take  part  in  his  plan  in  the  seasons  of  life. 

Autumn,  then,  to  me  is  a  time  of  thanks,  of  quiet  and  rest.  Blessed  is 
autumn. 


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Tiny 

Sewing 

Kit 


Shirley  Thulin 


Have  you  ever  been  caught  without  a  needle  and  thread  or  even  a 
pin  handy  when  you  needed  it  most?  Here  is  a  clever  and  handy 
little  homemade  sewing  kit  to  carry  with  you  to  prevent  being  caught 
unprepared. 

Take  an  old  lipstick  tube  and  clean  it  thoroughly.  This  is  easy 
to  do  if  you  use  cleaning  tissue  and  roll  it  into  a  tube  to  wipe  out 
the  inside  of  the  lipstick  tube. 

Now  use  your  pinking  shears  to  cut  a  piece  of  flannel  as  wide 
as  the  lipstick  tube  and  about  two  to  three  inches  long.  You  can  pin 
several  tiny  safety  pins,  two  or  three  needles,  and  two  or  three 
straight  pins  in  a  row  on  the  cloth. 

Take  three  or  four  toothpicks  and  break  them  off  if  they  are 
a  bit  too  long  to  fit  in  the  tube.  Wind  a  different  color  thread  on 
each  toothpick,  using  white,  black,  and  perhaps  a  color  nearest  to 
the  shade  of  the  nylons  you  usually  wear. 

Make  a  little  split  at  the  top  of  the  toothpick  to  catch  the  end 
of  the  thread  so  that  it  won't  unravel.  Now  place  the  toothpicks 
parallel  to  the  needle  and  pins  on  the  cloth  and  roll  them  all  up  as 
tiny  as  you  can  and  the  roll  will  fit  right  into  the  lipstick  tube.  Slip 
the  lid  on  and  you  have  a  handy  little  kit  that  takes  up  practically 
no  room  at  all. 


756 


Celia  Willden  Jensen  -  Artist  of  Rugs  and  Quilts 

Celia  Willden  Jensen,  Mancos,  Colorado,  has  practiced  her  de- 
lightful hobbies  for  enough  years  to  keep  her  always  busy  and  long 
remembered.  She  has  been  concerned  for  the  welfare  of  women  who 
"sit  around  just  talking,"  instead  of  keeping  busy  with  their  hands. 
She  has  a  special  gift  of  piecing  "crazy-patch"  and  patterned  quilts 
and  is  very  careful  to  sort  the  pieces  according  to  weight  and  quality 
of  the  material,  as  well  as  considering  the  harmony  of  colors.  She  is 
an  expert  at  arranging  the  batts  and  putting  quilts  on  the  frames.  She 
has  carded  the  wool  and  made  the  batts  for  many  of  her  own  quilts 
and,  as  work  meeting  leader  in  her  ward,  has  beep  of  great  help  to  the 
young  sisters  who  have  been  eager  to  learn  the  aft  of  quilting  from  an 
expert. 

Mrs.  Jensen  is  also  an  energetic  maker  of  rugs,  having  cut  and 
sewed  "miles  of  rug  rags."  In  trying  to  recall  the  number  of  crocheted 
articles  she  has  completed  —  bedspreads,  tablecloths,  and  doilies  — 
she  says,  "I  must  have  done  acres  of  crocheting."  In  her  younger 
days  she  was  a  midwife,  a  maker  of  "switches"  (hair  pieces),  a  re- 
nowned housekeeper  and  gardener,  and  in  her  later  years  she  has  tak- 
en care  of  her  grandchildren  on  numerous  occasions  so  that  the  young 
mothers  could  attend  to  their  Church  assignments.  In  addition  to  her 
five  children,  she  reared  an  orphan  niece.  In  July  1964  she  presided 
as  Queen  on  Colorado  Day  at  the  Four  Corners  Inter-Tribal  Pow-wow. 
"That's  true,"  she  says,  "I  was  a  seventy-nine-year-old  queen." 


757 


Genevieve  Van  Wagenen 


Are  you  a  mother  who  disUkes 
spending  hard-earned  cash  for 
Halloween  costumes?  Well,  if  you 
are,  you  are  just  one  of  the  ma- 
jority. But  what  to  do  about 
it?  October  brings  Halloween 
and  Halloween  means  costumes. 
It  is  evident,  from  all  the  pro- 
tests, that  the  pillow-slip  ghost 
of  yesteryear  is  no  longer  toler- 
ated. This  (priceless  or  cents- 
less)  ghost  that  was  such  a  uni- 
versal favorite  of  children  forty 
years  ago  —  the  one  grandma 
could  rig  up  in  five  minutes  and 
at  no  expense  —  is  today  an  out- 
cast and  no  longer  considered 
good  company. 

Every  mother  wants  her  child 
to  look  as  nice  as  the  next  one, 
and  have  all  the  fun  that  life  af- 
fords. But,  three  or  four  dollars 
is  a  lot  of  money  to  spend  for  a 
costume  made  of  shoddy  mate- 
rials, that  are  literally  thrown  to- 


gether, a  gaudy,  ill-fitting  "some- 
thing-or-other"  that  will  be  worn 
once  or  twice,  then  discarded.  It 
is  not  only  a  big  expense  but  a 
real  extravagance,  if  you  have 
several  children  to  outfit. 

There  is  one  way  to  beat  this 
extravagance  —  to  cut  expenses, 
yet  let  your  child  be  the  ''Grand- 
est Goblin"  in  the  Halloween  pa- 
rade, and,  at  the  same  time,  add 
glamor  to  your  child's  life  and 
wardrobe.  One  clever  mother 
has  been  doing  it  for  years.  Her 
children  love  it  —  they  wouldn't 
have  it  any  other  way.  With  a 
Httle  ingenuity  and  thoughtful 
planning  she  has  heaped  compli- 
ments upon  her  children.  Teach- 
ers and  classmates  alike  have 
appreciated  her  unique  and  beau- 
tiful costumes.  Costumes,  did  I 
say?  Yes,  but  costumes  just  for 
today  —  tomorrow  they  are  prac- 
tical items  of  clothing.  Some  are 


758 


glamor  articles  to  spice  up  the 
wardrobe,  to  add  comfort,  enjoy- 
ment, and  cultural  development. 
Expensive?  Not  at  all.  According 
to  this  mother's  own  words,  "I 
just  can't  throw  money  away  on 
costumes.  I  came  of  pioneer 
stock,  my  money  must  work  for 
me.  Thrift  is  my  middle  name." 
For  seventy-five  cents  she 
bought  a  remnant  of  heavy  royal 
blue  satin.  There  was  sufficient 
yardage  to  make  a  pair  of  exotic, 
well-fitting  pajama  bottoms  for 
nine-year-old  Marilyn.  Another 
remnant,  a  soft  yellow  satin  with 
tiny  rose  and  royal  blue  forget- 
me-nots  scattered  here  and  there, 
was  just  perfect  for  a  * 'coolie 
coat"  to  go  with  the  pajama  bot- 
toms. From  the  royal  blue  satin 
scraps,  she  made  bias  cording 
from  which  she  fashioned  "frogs" 
to  fasten  to  the  front  of  the 
"coolie  coat"  and  give  a  Chinese 


effect.  Two  full-bloom  carna- 
tions made  of  paper  were 
fastened  over  the  ears.  This 
completed  the  costume  and 
transformed  Marilyn  into  a  beau- 
tiful little  Chinese  coolie  maiden, 
and  all  for  the  humble  price  of 
$1.50.  And  the  best  part  about 
it,  Marilyn  is  still  wearing  the 
beautiful  yellow  and  blue  pajama 
outfit  as  a  luxurious  lounging 
ensemble. 

Christy,  the  little  first  grader, 
joined  the  Halloween  parade  in  a 
darling  Bo-Peep  costume.  Mother 
selected  a  gay  flowered  cotton 
print.  She  fashioned  a  tight  fit- 
ting bodice,  square  neck,  full 
gathered  skirt,  and  perky  ruf- 
fled sleeves.  Bits  of  organdy 
and  lace  from  the  sewing  box 
became  an  adorable  little  apron. 
Next,  from  some  scraps,  Mother 
made  a  wide  black  belt  that 
graduated  to  points  in  front.  This 


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was  laced  together  with  a  long 
black  shoelace  that  tied  in  a  bow 
at  the  waist.  The  children  fash- 
ioned a  staff  for  Bo-Peep,  tied  it 
with  a  large  bow,  and  Christy 
went  to  school  the  happiest  Bo- 
Peep  you  ever  saw.  When  the 
parade  was  over,  Christy  had  a 
lovely  little  dress  for  church  and 
school. 

Sandy  was  a  sprightly  Jack 
Frost.  She  appeared  in  a  jaunty, 
peaked  cap  of  bright  green  cordu- 
roy and  a  matching  one-piece 
play  dress  with  zippered  front,  to 
which  mother  had  sewed  hand- 
fuls  of  gaily  colored  artificial  au- 
tumn leaves.  Bright  red  stock- 
ings and  fancy  pointed  elf  shoes 
made  of  black  oilcloth,  which 
were  run  up  in  five  minutes  on 
the  machine,  completed  her  cos- 
tume. Sandy's  costume  cost  less 
than  two  dollars,  and  when  the 
fun  was  over  and  the  leaves  re- 


moved, Sandy  had  a  warm  and 
comfortable  play  dress  to  wear 
through  the  winter.  This  play 
dress  was  such  a  boon  to  the 
wardrobe,  it  cut  down  on  the 
ironing,  and  was  always  ready  to 
wear.  Sandy  and  Mother  enjoyed 
it  so  much.  Mother  used  the  same 
pattern  the  following  year.  Only 
this  time  she  purchased  a  bright 
yellow-orange  corduroy,  for  the 
play  outfit.  Sandy  went  dressed 
as  Prince  Pumpkin.  A  large  card- 
board pumpkin  was  fashioned  in- 
to a  crown.  Small  colorful  paper 
pumpkins  with  bright  green 
leaves  were  arranged  in  an  attrac- 
tive design  and  sewed  on  the  play 
suit. 

You,  too,  can  have  this  pleas- 
ure. So,  mothers,  put  on  your 
thinking  caps  and  join  the  thrift 
parade.  Thrill  your  youngsters 
with  pretty  costumes  and  lovely 
practical  clothes. 


Requited 

Bertha  A.  Kleinman 

I  cannot  soar  with  eagles  on  the  ledge 

Of  yonder  peak  above  the  glacier  rim, 

But  with  the  thrush  that  warbles  in  the  sedge 

I  can  attune  to  list  his  vesper  hymn. 

I  cannot  span  the  ocean's  frothy  foam 

To  disembark  on  some  enchanted  strand, 

But  flowing  crystal  laves  the  fields  of  home 

And  sates  my  quest  in  this  my  native  land. 

I  cannot  reach  to  hail  the  forest  king 

That  towers  in  his  timbered  aisle  retreat, 

But  where  the  fronded  ferns  entwine  and  cling, 

I  share  the  royal  mantle  at  his  feet. 

And  there  upon  the  emerald  coverlet. 

The  sky  is  mirrored  in  the  violet. 


760 


The  Day  After  Halloween 


Janice  T.  Dixon 


It  happens  each  October.  I  re- 
solve that  next  year  —  definitely 
next  year  —  we  will  buy  the 
pretty  little  plastic  jack-o-lan- 
terns  that  light  up  with  a  flash- 
light battery.  No  more  messy 
pumpkins! 

And  each  year  when  the  pun- 
gent pumpkin  odor  fills  the 
stores,  and  the  memories  of  home- 
made jack-o-lanterns  tug,  I  weak- 
en —  just  a  little  bit. 

"We'll  buy  one  small  pump- 
kin," I  tell  the  children. 

"Oh,  brother!  Look  at  this  neat 
pumpkin!"  nine-year-old  Charles 
calls  halfway  across  the  store. 

"Shhhhh,  dear,  everyone  is 
listening!" 


But  his  enthusiasm  is  not 
cooled  by  everyone's  amused 
glances.  "Hey,  I  bet  I  could  make 
a  neat  Frankenstein  with  this 
pumpkin." 

"It's  too  big.  Let's  have  one 
little  pumpkin  with  a  pretty  smil- 
ing face." 

"Aaaaaa,  who  wants  a  smiling 
face?  We  want  to  scare  every- 
body like  this.  ..."  He  puts  his 
fingers  in  his  mouth  and  pulls  a 
terrible  face. 

I  pretend  he  belongs  to  that 
nice  woman  next  to  me  busy 
choosing  eggplants.  My  act  works 
until  seven-year-old  Steven  tugs 
at  my  arm.    "Charles  always  gets 


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to  make  the  jack-o-lanterns.  I 
never  get  to  do  anything!" 

"We'll  all  work  together  and 
make  a  pretty  smiling  face  on  our 
jack-o-lantern." 

"With  cross-eyes  and  jagged 
teeth  and  a  mouth  that  looks  like 
this  ..."  Charles  reminds  me. 

"My  pumpkin  is  going  to  have 
square  teeth  and  round  eyes," 
Steven  insists. 

"Jagged  teeth  and  cross-eyes," 
declares  Charles. 

"I  want  mine  to  thmile  like 
me,"  lisps  five-year-old  Danny, 
who  has  just  exchanged  his  front 
two  teeth  for  two  dimes  with  the 
tooth  fairy. 

Three-year-old  Lucy  proudly 
carries  a  small  round  pumpkin  in 
her  arms.  "Mine,"  she  announc- 
es. 

What  can  I  say,  except,  "You 
may  each  choose  one  small,  tiny, 
little  pumpkin." 

The  storeman  has  to  carry  the 
pumpkins  to  the  car.  They  are 
much  too  large  for  any  of  us  to 
carry,  except  Lucy's  pumpkin. 
"Mine,"  she  says,  still  carrying 
hers  in  her  arms. 

Of  course  our  jack-o-lanterns 
are  the  "beautiful-est,  the  smily- 
est,  the  biggest,  and  the  scari- 
est." Watching  the  children  carve 
the  faces  on  their  pumpkins  is 
much  more  fun  than  turning  on 
a  flashlight  battery  in  a  pretty 
plastic  pumpkin.  What  pretty 
plastic  pumpkin  could  match 
Charles'  Frankenstein  pumpkin, 
with  jagged  teeth  and  cross-eyes; 
or  Steven's  square  -  toothed, 
round-eyed  pumpkin,  or  Danny's 
toothless  pumpkin,  with  a  smile 
to  match  his?  And  careful  as 
Lucy  was,  somehow  her  jack-o- 
lantern's  mouth  and  nose  were 
joined     together.       One-year-old 


Douglas  had  a  bite  of  each  mas- 
terpiece. 

And  somehow  I  am  coerced  into 
finishing  cleaning  out  the  insides 
of  the  pumpkins,  because,  as 
Danny  said,  "It's  too  slippery!" 

But  after  Halloween,  the  jack- 
o-lanterns  line  my  kitchen  sink, 
their  brief  night  of  glory  forgot- 
ten by  the  children.  The  insides 
of  the  pumpkins  are  charred,  and 
wax  spots  dot  the  bottom.  There 
is  nothing  that  smells  quite  like 
spoiled  pumpkins,  so  I  have  my 
choice  of  throwing  them  out  now, 
which  disturbs  my  thrifty  nature, 
or  as  always,  to  prepare  them  for 
freezing. 

With  a  sigh  of  resignation  I 
wash  each  jack-o-lantern,  trim  off 
the  charred  places  and  wax  dots. 
I  cut  each  pumpkin  in  pieces, 
barely  cover  with  water  and  boil 
until  soft.  Then  I  strain  and 
freeze  in  plastic  containers.  I  save 
out  several  cups  of  pumpkin  and 
turn  on  the  oven. 

"Oh,  boy!"  yells  Steven,  com- 
ing into  the  kitchen,  "Pumpkin 
cookies!  I  get  to  make  them!" 

"I  want  to  bake  my  own  recipe 
for  pumpkin  cake,"  says  Charles. 

Both  recipes  are  favorites  of 
the  family  and  are  "child-proof" 
—  at  least  in  our  family.  The 
boys  don't  always  sift  ingredi- 
ents, cream  ingredients,  or  even 
measure  accurately.  Yet,  de- 
spite all  these  handicaps,  the 
pumpkin  cookies  and  cakes  are 
always  successful.  The  recipes 
work  equally  well  with  fresh 
pumpkin,  frozen  pumpkin,  or 
store-canned  pumpkin.  We  usual- 
ly triple  the  cookie  recipe  and 
make  twelve  dozen  at  a  time. 
This  way  they  last  a  couple  of 
days. 


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THE   DAY   AFTER    HALLOWEEN 


PUMPKIN  COOKIES 


utes.     These  cookies  freeze  well  —  if 
you  have  any  left  over. 


14  c.  shortening 

11/4  c.  sugar 

1       egg 

PUMPKIN  CAKE 

1     c.  pumpkin 

V2  c.  nuts 

V2  c.  shortening 

1       c.  raisins 

IV2  c.  sugar 

chocolate  chips  (optional) 

2       eggs 

21/2  c.  flour 

2      c.  flour 

1       tsp,   baking  powder 

1       tsp.  baking  powder 

I       tsp,  soda 

1       tsp.  cinnamon 

V^  tsp.  salt 

1/^  tsp.  soda 

1       tsp.  vanilla 

1/2  tsp.  cloves 

1       tsp.  nutmeg 

V4  tsp.  salt 

1       tsp.  cinnamon 

1       c.  pumpkin  (a  little  extra  doesn't 

hurt) 

Stir  the  shortening  to  soften.  Gradu- 

1       c.  raisins,  nuts 

ally  add  sugar,  and  cream  together 
until  light  and  fluffy.  Add  egg  and 
mix  well.  Sift  flour,  baking  powder, 
seasonings,  soda,  and  salt.  Add  to 
creamed  mixture  alternately  with 
pumpkin.  Beat  after  each  addition 
until  smooth.  Fold  in  raisins,  choco- 
late chips,  nuts,  and  vanilla.  Or  — 
throw  in  everything  and  stir  cub- 
scout  style.  Drop  on  greased  cookie 
sheet.     Bake  in  375°   oven  ten  min- 


Stir  shortening  to  soften.  Add  sugar, 
and  cream  together  until  light  and 
fluffy.  Add  eggs.  Sift  flour,  baking 
powder,  cinnamon,  soda,  salt,  and 
cloves  together  3  times;  add  to 
creamed  mixture  alternately  with 
pumpkin.  Add  raisins  and  nuts.  Bake 
in  moderate  oven  (350°)  50-60  min- 
utes. Serve  with  whipped  cream,  or 
plain,  or  frosted. 


Autumn  Color  After  the  Rains 

Eva  Willes  Wangsgaard 

Only  fall  rains  could  have  brought  this  delight. 
In  drouth  years  the  leaves  finish  dusty  and  brown. 
Summer's  thick  foliage  still  vibrant  and  bright, 
Gleams  like  a  prism  or  gems  in  a  crown. 

Purple,  maroon,  red,  through  rose  into  gold, 
Contrast  of  fir  and  the  deep  green  of  pine, 
Beauty  too  vast  for  the  senses  to  hold 
Spreads  from  the  road  to  the  far  timberline. 

Bright  as  these  pheasant  cocks  speeding  for  cover. 
Listen.     Did  you  hear  the  flurry  of  quail? 
See  that  far  peak  where  the  dark  cloudlets  hover. 
A  cold  white  replacement  rides  in  on  a  gale. 


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Comparative 

British  and  American 

Measures 

Sandra  M.  Covey 
Relief  Society  Supervisor,  Irish  Mission 


In  the  kitchen,  American  and  English  are  different  languages.  An  im- 
portant difference  is  illustrated  below  in  the  measurement  of  fluid  ingredients: 

BRITISH  AMERICAN 

1   pint                           20  fluid  ozs.  1  pint  16  fluid  ozs. 

1   measuring  cup        10  fluid  ozs.  1  measuring  cup          8  fluid  ozs. 

1  tablespoon                %  to  1  fluid  oz.  1  tablespoon  Va  fluid  oz. 

approx. 

The  standard  British  way  of  measuring  is  by  pound  and  not  cup  as  in 
America.  One  pound  is  the  term  used  in  British  recipes,  and  the  women  con- 
vert from  that. 

It  is  possible  to  purchase  a  set  of  measuring  spoons  and  cups  of  standard 
American  sizes,  but,  alternatively,  a  graduated  half-pint  measure  marked  in 
liquid  ounces  can  be  used.  Ekco  Ltd.,  make  a  plastic  jug  which  gives  both 
British  and  American  measurements. 

The  American  measuring  spoon  (tablespoon)  holds  exactly  a  quarter  of 
an  ounce  of  flour,  and  in  American  recipes,  a  spoonful  means  a  level  spoonful. 

The  following  equivalents  may  prove  useful: 


SOLID 

MEASURES 

BRITISH 

„,^.^rrr..^A^. 

1  lb.  butter  or  other 

fat 

2    American  cups 

1   lb.  flour 

4   American  cups 

1   lb.  sugar 

2    American  cups 

1   lb.  icing  sugar 

3    American  cups 

1   lb.  brown  sugar 

2y2  American  cups 

1   lb.  golden  syrup 

1    cup 

1   lb.  rice 

2    cups 

1   lb.  dried  fruit 

2    cups 

1  lb.   ground   meat 

2    cups 

1   lb.  lentils 

2    cups 

1   lb.  soft  bread  crum 

bs 

4    cups 

TABLE  AND 

TEASPOON 

Va  ounce  flour 

1   level  teaspoon 

1  ounce  flour 

1   heaping  tablespoon 

1  ounce  sugar 

1   level  tablespoon 

V2  ounce  butter 

1   level  tablespoon 

1  ounce  treacle — golden 

syrup  1   level  tablespoon 

1   ounce  jam,  jelly 

1   level  tablespoon 

Available  ingredients  may  be  different  from  those  used  in  the  States  and 
may  affect  the  finished  product. 


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COMPARATIVE   BRITISH    AND   AMERICAN    MEASURES 

FLOUR 

Where  American  cake  recipes  ask  for  a  special  cake  flour,  use  the  best 
quality  white  flour  available — 3V2  ozs.  for  every  4  oz.  specified. 
Graham  flour:   100%   wholewheat  flour. 

LEAVENING  AGENTS 

When  following  an  American  recipe: 

Either     use  IV2  times  the  amount  of  baking  powder  specified  in  the  recipe 
Or  sprinkle   the  specified   amount  over   the  mixture  before    the   last 

few  strokes  of  mixing,  then  bake  immediately. 

SUGARS 

In  British  recipes  use  castor  (granulated)  sugar  except  when  another 
type  is  specified.  The  coarse-grained  sugar  used  in  most  British  recipes 
weighs  more  by  volume  than  the  finer  sugar  which  is  common  in  America. 

BRITISH  AMERICAN 

icing  sugar  confectioner's  sugar 

use  black  treacle  molasses 

can  be  bought  in  this  country  or  maple  syrup 

"golden  syrup"  can  be  used. 

soft  moist  brown  sugar  brown   sugar 

Golden  syrup  can  usually  be  substituted  for  corn  syrup,  sorghum,  etc. 


MISCELLANEOUS 


MIXING 


yeast  one  cake  of  compressed  yeast=%  oz. 

of  fresh  yeast,  or  the  equivalent  of  this 
in  dried  yeast, 
gelatine:  1  envelope  =1/3  oz.  ordinary  gelatine. 


8  oz. 

1 

cup 

No.   1 

2 

cups  or  16  oz, 

No.  2 

2y2 

cups  or  20  oz. 

A  recipe  calling  for  "two  minutes  beating"  means  by  electrical  mixer.  By 
hand,  150  strokes  are  the  equivalent  of  one  minute  in  a  mixer. 

SIZE   OF  TINS   OR    "PANS" 

These  are  standardized  in  America.  Those  in  conamon  use  have  the  follow- 
ing measurements: 

Bread  tin: — 9  in.  by  5  in.  by  3  in.  deep 

square  pan: — 9  in.  by  9  in.  by  2  in.  deep 

oblong  pan: — 12  in,  by  9  in.  by  2  in.  deep 

round  layer  pan: — 8  in.  by  114  in.  deep  or    9  in.  by  2  in.  deep 

AMERICAN 
CAN  SIZE 


AMERICAN  COOKERY  TERMS  AND  THEIR  BRITISH 
EQUIVALENTS 

BRITISH  AMERICAN 

served  with  ice  cream  a  la  mode 

Cheddar  American  cheese 

a  scone  biscuit 

roquefort  blue  cheese 

grill  broil 

a  soup,  usually  of  fish,  but  may  chowder 
be  sweetcorn,  mushroom,  etc. 

cornflour  cornstarch 

a  water  biscuit  cracker 


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OCTOBER  1964 


BRITISH 

AMERICAN 

melted  butter 

drawn  butter 

semolina 

farina 

fine  semolina 

farola 

there  is  no  exact  equivalent,  but 

graham  crackers 

they  are  rather  like  crispbread  or 

unsweetened  digestive  biscuits 

mince 

grind 

hulled  and  coarsely  ground  corn 

grits 

or  other  meal 

okra,  which  is  used  to  thicken  soup 

gumbo 

small  meringues 

kisses 

salty  biscuit,  covered  with  icing  and 

marguerite 

nuts 

to  grill  or  roast  and  serve  all 

plank 

on  a  plank  of  wood 

an  open  tart 

pie 

fillet  steak 

tenderloin 

large  loin  chop 

tenderloin  of  lamb 

rusk  crumbs 

zwieback  crumbs 

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^^'.-.itiM^sutiiL:! 


Recipes  From  Scotland 


Submitted  by  Kathleen  S.  Farnsworth 
Former  President,  Scottish  Mission  Relief  Society 


CLOOTIE  DUMPLING 

Phillippa  Denard,  President 
Dumfries  Branch 

(Similar  to  Christmas  Pudding,  but  Is  eaten  the  year  round  in  Scotland.) 


British  Measurements 

1   lb.  self-rising  flour 

(add  1  teaspoon  baking  powder 

per  cup  of  plain  flour) 
4  oz.  shredded  suet 

1  lb.  mixed  fruit  (dried) 

2  oz.  mixed  peel  (sugared) 
1  teaspoon  mixed  spices 

1  teaspoon   ginger 
1  teaspoon  cinnamon 


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American   Measurements  (approximate) 
4  cups  self-rising  flour 


Vj  cup  shredded  suet 

2  cups  mixed  fruit  (dried) 

>/2  cup  mixed  peel   (sugared) 


RECIPES   FROM   SCOTLAND 

1   lb.  treacle  (molasses)  1   cup  treacle  (molasses) 

1  cup  sugar  (8  oz.)  1  cup  sugar 

about  1  cup  milk  (10  oz.)  1  cup  milk,  plus  2  oz. 

Mix  all  dry  ingredients.  Then  mix  in  treacle.  Mix  in  enough  milk  to  make 
a  soft  dough  (aboiit  like  biscuits). 

Have  a  large,  clean,  white  cloth  about  30"  square.  Flour  the  cloth  well. 
Turn  the  dough  onto  the  well-floured  cloth.  Pick  up  the  four  corners  and  tie 
the  cloth  with  a  piece  of  string.  Leave  enough  slack  in  the  cloth  to  allow  the 
pudding  to  swell  and  expand.  Place  the  cloth  in  a  kettle  of  boiling  water  (have 
about  2"  or  3"  of  water  in  kettle  and  be  sure  it  is  boiling)  Boil  11/2  to  2  hours. 
Remove  from  kettle;  place  on  a  plate  and  fry  it  in  the  oven.  Serve  hot  with 
custard  sauce. 

Custard  sauce  is  made  like  thin  cream  pie  filling. 

This  dumpling  may  also  be  sliced  and  served  cold  like  fruit  bread. 

SCOTCH  BROTH 

Sheila  Morgan 
Loch  Lomondside  Branch 

IV2  lbs.  leg-end  mutton  1  turnip 

2  quarts  cold  water  1  teaspoon  finely  chopped  parsley 
1  onion  1  tablespoon  Scotch  barley 

1   leek  salt  and  pepper 

1  carrot 

Cut  meat  in  small  pieces.  Add  water,  salt,  and  pepper  and  simmer  gently. 
Remove  scum  from  soup.  Add  vegetables  and  cook  1  hour.  Strain,  bring  to  boil, 
add  parsley. 

Eat  broth  with  oatcakes  and  butter. 

The  meat  and  vegetables  could  be  eaten  separately,  or  all  may  be  left  to- 
gether and  eaten  as  good,  thick  soup  or  stew. 

LENTIL  SOUP 

Sheila  Morgan 

Soak  a  large  ham  bone  in  water  for  24  hours.  Simmer  gently  for  1  hour. 
Discard  bone.  Add  grated  carrots,  thinly  sliced  leek  and  onion,  lentils  that  have 
been  soaked  in  cold  water  for  several  hours,  salt,  and  pepper.  Cook  until  thick 
and  well  done.  Split  peas  may  be  substituted  for  lentils  or  lentils  and  peas  used. 

SCOTCH  SHORTBREAD 

Sheila  Morgan 

British  Measurements  American  Measurements  (approximate) 

Cream  together: 

V2  lb.  fresh  butter 

5  oz.     icing  sugar  %  c.    confectioners  sugar 

Knead  in  the  following: 

5  oz.  cornflour  1  cup  cornstarch 

5  oz.  plain  flour  1  cup  plain  flour 

Knead  into  Swiss  roll  tin.  (Flatten  to  about  Va"  thickness  in  a  large  cookie 
or  roll  pan.)  Bake  at  300°  until  golden  brown,  about  I14  hours  or  less,  cut  in 
bars  11"  X  4". 

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OCTOBER  1964 

FRUIT  BRAN   LOAF 

Sheila  Morgan 

British  Measurements  American  Measurements  (approximate) 

3  oz.  All-bran  1     cup,  plus  2  tablespoons  All-bran 
8  oz.  soft  brown  sugar                                VA  cup  soft  brown  sugar 

10  fluid  oz.  milk  VA  cup  milk 

6  oz.  sultanas  1     cup  raisins 

Soak  above  ingredients  overnight 

5  oz.  self-rising  flour  5     heaping  tbsp.  self-rising  flour 

Next  morning  add  flour.  Put  in  greased  floured  loaf  tin.  Bake  at  350°  for 
11/2  hours.  Serve  cold,  buttered  generously. 

This  keeps  well,  improves  after  standing  one  day. 

CANADIAN  TART 

Sheila  Morgan 

British  Measurements  American  Measurements   (approximate) 

Line  a  7"  pie  tin  with  pastry  made  as  follows: 
8  oz.  plain  flour  2  cups  plain  flour  I 

4  oz.  lard  1/2  cup  lard 
8  teaspoons  cold  water 

pinch  salt 

1  tablespoon  sugar 

Work  flour,  lard,  sugar,  salt  together  until  it  resembles  coarse  crumbs. 
Add  water  and  mix  gently  to  stiff  dough.  Roll  and  line  pan. 

Filling: 

beat  1  egg  and  add 

1  cup  sugar  (8  oz.)  1  cup  sugar 

butter  the  size  of  an  egg 

1  teaspoon  vanilla 

1  generous  cup  raisins  and  currants 

Mix  well  and  put  into  the  uncooked  pastry.  Bake  at  350°  for  1  hour,  or 
until  filling  is  firm  to  touch.    To  serve:  cut  in  wedges. 
This  tart  is  delicious  served  with  vanilla  ice  cream. 

TRIFLE 
(Delicious  Scottish  Dessert) 

Irene  Little,  Secretary,  Annan  Branch  Relief  Society 

Use  stale  sponge  cake  or  plain  yellow  or  white.  Split  a  layer  of  cake. 
Spread  bottom  half  with  raspberry  or  other  jam.  Replace  top  half  of  cake.  Cut 
in  slices  and  arrange  in  the  bottom  of  a  large  bowl  or  deep  dish.  Pour  a  little 
fruit  juice  over  cake.  Dissolve  1  packet  red  or  orange  jelly  (Jello),  cool,  pour 
on  cake,  set.  Add  a  layer  of  fruit  (mixed,  mandarin  oranges,  etc.).  Cover  with 
the  same  kind  of  jelly  (Jello)  or  a  different  variety.  Continue  until  bowl  is 
filled.  Allow  to  set  several  hours.  Cover  top  with  whipped  cream.  Cover 
generously  with  coconut. 

To  serve:  spoon  out  into  fruit  dishes.  Add  more  fruit,  such  as  sliced 
peaches,  pear  halves,  or  sliced  bananas. 

A  layer  of  vanilla  blancmange  pudding  added  in  the  center  of  the  trifle  is 
delicious.  Use  your  imagination.  Add  what  you  have  and  what  you  like,  a 
"trifle"  of  this  and  a  "trifle"  of  that. 

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RECIPES    FROM    SCOTLAND 


MINCED   MEAT 


Brown  minced  (ground)  beef  in  a  pan  until  nicely  browned.  Add  chopped 
onions  and  grated  or  finely  diced  carrots.  Season  to  taste.  Almost  cover  with 
water.  Cover  and  simmer  gently  for  about  1  hour.  Thicken  slightly  with  corn- 
flour (cornstarch)  so  that  it  makes  a  nice  gravy.  Serve  over  or  at  the  side  of 
mashed  potatoes. 

ALMOND   PASTE   or   MARZIPAN    FOR   THE   TOP 
OF  FRUIT  CAKE 


British  Measurements 


American  Measurements  (approximate) 


12  oz.  sugar  (6  oz.  icing  and 

6  oz.  castor) 
8  oz.  ground  almonds 
1   beaten   egg 
lemon  juice  to  flavor 


IVi  cups  confectioners  sugar 
l'/2  cup  ground  almonds 


Mix  sugar  and  ground  blanched  almonds.  Add  sufficient  egg  and  a  squeeze 
of  lemon  juice  to  make  a  pliable  paste.  Turn  onto  a  board  dredged  with  sugar 
and  knead  to  mix  thoroughly.  Take  about  Va  of  the  paste  and  roll  to  a  circle 
to  fit  the  top  of  cake.  Place  on  top  of  cake.  Roll  other  %  in  long  strip  and  put  it 
all  around  sides  of  cake.  Press  on.  After  this  sets  and  dries  thoroughly  (perhaps 
a  day  or  so)  cover  with  plain  white  icing.  This  is  delicious  for  Christmas  cake. 


Photos    from    Scotland    by    Faye    Eastman 


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Relief  Society  Activities 


Butte  Stake  (Montana),  Dillon  W^rd  Anniversary  Program 

March  17,  1964 

Children,  seated  in  front:  Christy  Wright,  Robin  Wright,  ^nd  Deanne 
Wright. 

Front  row,  seated,  left  to  right:  Peggy  S.  Ohphant;  Verla  R.  Boetticher; 
Martha  Childs;  Isabella  M.  Hartwig;  June  W.  Jones;  Lucille  B.  Swartz;  Olenna 
May  G.  Morrison. 

Standing,  left  to  right:  Elder  Walter  Swartz;  Bishop  Raymond  Curtis; 
Elder  Kenneth  Morrison;  Elder  Larry  Chaffin;  Greta  Chaffin;  Sylvia  Ricks; 
Jerene  Curtis;  Emma  Nygren;  Margaret  G.  Park;  Fay  B.  Nelson;  Lavina  Smith; 
Bea  Stokes;  Lola  Farnsworth;  Verla  LovelL 

Harriet  S.  Palmer,  President,  Butte  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports:  "On 
March  17th  we  had  our  annual  Relief  Society  anniversary  party,  which  was 
a  huge  success.  'Pattern  for  Living  Toward  Ideal  Womanhood'  was  the  theme 
for  the  occasion.  The  dinner  tables,  which  marked  places  for  nearly  one  hun- 
dred, were  resplendent  in  spring  and  Easter  motifs.  A  large  three-tiered  birth- 
day cake,  baked  and  decorated  by  Delma  Ruegseggar,  was  displayed  on  a  large 
mirrored  tray.  Reminiscent  of  many  springs  past,  the  Singing  Mothers  chorus 
captivated  the  audience,  wearing  originally  designed  bonnets  in  styles  of  the 
past,  present,  and  future.  An  original  tribute  honoring  the  visiting  teachers  was 
written  and  read  by  Ruth  Graves.  A  skit  'History  in  the  Making'  was  directed 
by  Fay  Nelson  as  the  concluding  number.  It  depicted  the  first  organization  of 
the  Society.  Lavina  Smith  provided  background  music.'' 


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All  material  submitted  for  publication  in  this  department  should  be  sent 
through  stake  and  mission  Relief  Society  presidents.  See  regulations  governing 
the  submittal  of  material  for  "Notes  From  the  Field"  in  the  Magazine  for 
January  1958,  page  47,  and  in  the  Relief  Society  Handbook  of  Instructions. 


Ben  Lomond  Stake  (Ogden,  Utah)  Singing  Mothers  Present  Concert 

February  27,   1964 

The  chorister  Wanda  G.  Chatelain  stands  at  the  right  on  the  first  row; 
back  of  Sister  Chatelain,  at  the  end  of  the  second  row,  are  members  of  the 
stake  Relief  Society  presidency,  left  to  right,  third  from  end:  First  Counselor 
Doris  H.  Berrett;  President  Marvel  M.  Young;  Second  Counselor  Eunice  J. 
Hadley;  standing  fifth  from  the  left  on  the  first  row  is  Lettice  O.  Rich  who 
wrote  the  narration  for  the  concert. 

Sister  Young  reports:  "The  opening  of  the  concert  was  heralded  by  four 
trumpeters,  after  which  the  smooth-flowing  narration  was  begun.  The  out- 
standing lighting  effects  which  made  the  concert  live  in  the  eyes  and  minds  of 
the  audience  were  made  possible  by  LaMoine  Wall,  a  counselor  in  the  bishopric 
of  the  Pleasant  View  Second  Ward  of  our  stake. 

"The  Singing  Mothers  sang  'Peace  I  Leave  With  You,'  'Calvary,'  'Let  Not 
Your  Song  End,'  'Prairie  Lullaby,'  and  'Eternal  Life.'  They  were  joined  by 
our  guests,  the  Southern  Pacific  Male  Chorus,  under  the  direction  of  Owen 
Rouse,  for  'This  Is  My  Country,'  and  the  grand  finale  'Battle  Hymn  of  the 
Republic'  Other  special  guest  artists  were  the  Evans  Quartet,  International 
Quartet  Champions,  and  Wayne  Devereaux,  whose  outstanding  organ  solo  was 
'Allegro'  from  the  Second  Concerto  by  Handel,  a  special  Singing  Mothers 
double  trio,  and  an  outstanding  brass  ensemble  from  Weber  High  School.  The 
evening  was  truly  a  memorable  one  for  the  Ben  Lomond  Stake." 


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Winter  Quarters  Stake  (Nebraska)  Relief  Society  Achievement  Day 

May  2,   1964 

Second  row,  seated  (back  of  the  children),  left  to  right:  Beverly  Nye, 
Magazine  representative;  Afton  Hardy,  Education  Counselor;  Evelyn  Doty, 
Secretary-Treasurer;  Joyce  Wakefield,  social  science  class  leader;  Blanche 
Rawlings,  President;  Delores  AUred,  Work  Director  Counselor. 

Sister  Rawlings  rej)orts:  "The  Winter  Quarters  Stake  Relief  Society  spon- 
sored an  Achievement  Day.'  A  program  and  the  film  'The  Awakening'  were 
enjoyed  in  the  morning,  and  a  luncheon  was  served  at  noon.  In  the  afternoon 
a  fashion  show  was  presented  by  the  ward  and  branch  Relief  Societies.  The 
sisters  and  their  children  modeled  the  clothing  they  had  made  during  the 
winter.  A  fine  display  of  bazaar  items  was  shown.  Approximately  one  hun- 
dred attended,  and  the  success  was  most  gratifying.  Winter  Quarters  Stake 
is  three  years  old,  and  there  are  six  wards  and  six  branches." 

Berlin  Stake   (Western  Germany)    Relief  Society   Singing   Mothers 

Present  Music  for  Quarterly  Conference 

March  22,  1964 

Seated,  fourth  from  the  right  in  the  front  row:  Mary  R.  Young,  member 
of  the  General  Board  of  Relief  Society;  second  from  Sister  Young,  on  the  left: 
Elsa  Durr,  President,  Berlin  Stake  Relief  Society.  Use  Thiede,  organist,  stands 
in  the  second  row  at  the  right;  Jean  A.  Jensen,  chorister,  stands  in  the  front 
row,  fifth  from  the  right;  Sarah  L.  Johnson  of  the  General  Board  of  the  Pri- 
mary Association,  front  row,  third  from  the  right;  Counselor  Elise  Buchereite, 
stands  in  the  last  row,  second  from  the  right;  Frieda  Pflugradt,  Secretary- 
Treasurer,  stands  in  the  back  row,  first  on  the  left. 

Sister  Durr  reports  that  this  conference  was  a  joyful  and  spiritually  up- 
lifting occasion.  The  German  Relief  Society  sisters  were  delighted  to  meet 
Sister  Young  and  to  associate  with  her  during  the  conference  sessions.  "The 
numbers  presented  by  the  Singing  Mothers  were  beautifully  renderd  and  well 
received.  This  was  an  outstanding  accomplishment,  considering  the  difficul- 
ties of  distance  and  transportation." 

University  West  Stake  (Utah)  Honors  Officers,  Visiting  Teachers, 
and  Class  Leaders  at  Luncheon,  May  2,  1964 

Front  row.  seated,  left  to  right:  Carrie  M.  Linford;  Lila  D.  Harrison; 
Isabel  D.  McGregor;  Camilla  E.  Kimball. 

Back  row,  standing,  left  to  right:  Evoline  M.  Riding;  Agnes  R.  Frazer; 
Esther  M.  Tidwell;  Edyth  J.  Romney,  Secretary-Treasurer,  University  West 
Stake  Relief  Society;  Annie  M.  Ballantyne,  President;  Sara  M.  Creer,  First 
Counselor;  Gyneth  E.  Hunter,  Second  Counselor. 

Sister  Ballantyne  reports:  "The  University  West  Stake  Relief  Society 
Board  honored  with  a  luncheon  and  program  all  the  ward  officers,  class  lead- 
ers, and  visiting  teachers  of  the  stake  on  May  2,  1964.  There  were  240  in 
attendance,  including  special  guests  Camilla  Eyring  Kimball;  Stake  President 
Lamont  Peterson  and  his  Counselors  Milton  G.  Thackeray  and  Merrill  G. 
Wood;  and  Stake  High  Council  Advisor  to  Relief  Society  Thomas  B.  Mont- 
gomery. At  a  meeting  following  the  luncheon.  Sister  Kimball  related  some  of 
her  experiences  visiting  Relief  Society  organizations  in  different  parts  of  the 
world  and  displayed  some  articles  produced  by  them. 

"Of  the  visiting  teachers  present,  six  had  served  for  fifty  years  or  more: 
Carrie  Merrill  Linford,  West  Twelfth  Ward,  fifty-two  years;  Lila  Dansie  Har- 
rison, North  Thirteenth  Ward,  fifty-two  years;  Isabel  Durham  McGregor, 
West  Twelfth  Ward,  sixty  years;  Evoline  Mann  Riding,  West  Twelfth  Ward, 
fifty-two  years;  Agnes  Rufi  Frazer,  West  Eleventh  Ward,  fifty  years;  Esther 
Milner  Tidwell,  East  Twelfth  Ward,  fifty-one  years." 

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Reno  Stake  (Nevada),  Fallon  Ward  Visiting  Teachers  Achieve  One  Hundred 
Per  Cent  Visiting  for  Five  Years 

February  7,  1964 

Front  row,  seated,  left  to  right:  Jan  Larsen,  former  president;  stake  of- 
ficers: Alta  Darney,  Secretary-Treasurer;  Blanche  Richards,  First  Counselor; 
Louise  L.  Bell,  President;  Dorothea  Folsom,  Second  Counselor;  Golden  Hyde, 
Bishop  of  Fallon  Ward;  ward  officers:  June  Miller,  First  Counselor;  Flora 
Miller,  President;  Jane  Joedeman,  Second  Counselor;  Thora  Hendrix,  Secre- 
tary-Treasurer; Wilmuth  Crook,  former  president. 

Sister  Bell  reports:  "The  Reno  Stake  is  proud  of  the  Fallon  Ward  for 
achieving  one  hundred  per  cent  visiting  teaching  for  the  last  five  years.  The 
ward  officers  held  a  party  honoring  the  visiting  teachers.  A  luncheon  was 
served,  and  the  program  'A  Light  Shining'  was  presented.  This  one  hundred 
per  cent  record  was  attained  under  three  presidents." 


Utah  Stake  Honors  Relief  Society  Secretary-Treasurers 

April  23,   1964 

Front  row,  seated,  left  to  right:  LaRee  Adamson;  Louise  Cardall,  Secre- 
tary-Treasurer, Utah  Stake  Relief  Society;  Ethel  Bills. 

Back  row,  standing,  left  to  right:  Nadine  Tuft;  Norma  Snow;  Phyllis 
Jacobson;  Geraldine  Bastian;  Afton  Halverson. 

Nellie  R.  Mecham,  President,  Utah  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports:  "We 
had  a  lovely  social  honoring  our  secretary-treasurers.  All  of  the  sisters  in  the 
stake  were  invited  and  encouraged  to  bring  a  friend,  including  i  m-Latter-day 
Saint  sisters.  Effie  Pinegar  of  the  stake  board  wrote  and  read  a  v/vely  tribute 
to  our  secretary-treasurers,  after  which  each  one  was  presented  with  a  beau- 
tiful hand-crocheted  handkerchief.  The  Singing  Mothers  of  the  University 
Ward,  under  the  direction  of  Ethelyn  Mangum  and  Louise  Wakefield,  fur- 
nished music  for  the  occasion.  Two  film  strips:  'A  Record  Shall  Be  Kept' 
and  'The  Awakening'  were  enjoyed.  Between  the  film  strips,  Clair  Johnson 
favored  us  with  a  lovely  vocal  solo.  After  the  closing  prayer,  light  refresh- 
ments were  served." 


West  Mexican  Mission,  Hermosillo  Branch  Relief  Society  Entertains  at 
Farewell  Dinner  for  President  and  Sister  Turley,  July  3,  1964 

Front  row,  seated,  left  to  right:  Maclovia  de  Montoya,  First  Counselor; 
'  -ancisca  de  Ruiz,  Second  Counselor  Concepcion  de  Ibarra;  Mercedes  Vda. 
ae  Graham;  Elisa  de  Guajardo;  Santiaga  de  Gastelum,  President;  Ireta  P. 
Turley,  former  Supervisor,  West  Mexican  Mission  Relief  Society;  Socorro  de 
Aquilar;  Abigail  de  Pineda,  Secretary-Treasurer;  Marie  de  Jesus  de  Navarro; 
Dolores  de  Sevallos. 

Back  row,  standing,  left  to  right:  Dolores  de  Ortega;  Abel  Montoya,  Presi- 
dent, Hermosillo  Branch;  Virgilio  Guajardo;  Roberto  Gastelum  and  child; 
Harold  E.  Turley,  former  President,  West  Mexican  Mission;  Mauro  Aquilar, 
Second  Counselor;  Carlos  Pineda. 

The  officers  and  teachers  of  the  Hermosillo  Branch  Relief  Society  gave  a 
farewell  dinner  for  the  outgoing  mission  president  Harold  E.  Turley  and  his 
wife  Ireta  P.  Turley.  Following  a  short  program,  the  Turleys  were  presented 
with  a  lovely  hand-embroidered  tablecloth  made  by  the  sisters  of  the  Relief 
Society.  It  was  given  as  a  gift  of  appreciation  and  love  to  the  Turleys  for 
their  help  and  kindness  while  serving  in  the  mission. 

The  new  Mission  Relief  Society  supervisor  is  Retha  S.  Turley. 


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North  Idaho  Falls  Stake,  Seventeenth  Ward 

April   1,   1964 


'Friendship  Day" 


Mary  L.  Wilding,  President,  North  Idaho  Falls  Stake  Relief  Society,  re- 
ports that  the  picture  represents  the  center  decoration  of  the  hall  and  shows 
Donna  Cramer  displaying  a  picture  which  she  has  made. 

"April  first  will  long  be  remembered  in  the  hearts  of  the  sisters  of  the 
Seventeenth  Ward  as  they,  their  friends,  and  neighbors  attended  our  'Friend- 
ship Social.'  'April  Showers'  was  an  appropriate  theme,  as  one  entered  the 
building  from  the  falling  rain  outside.  A  small  pink  or  yellow  name  tag  in  the 
shape  of  an  umbrella  was  presented  at  the  door  to  each  sister. 

"Following  the  invocation  by  Bishop  Lyman  Monson,  the  Singing  Mothers 
beautifully  rendered  the  song  'April  Showers.'  The  original  words  of  the  second 
verse  by  Laura  A.  Passey,  President,  Idaho  Falls  Seventeenth  Ward  Relief 
Society,  were  written  to  portray  the  spirit  of  Relief  Society,  and  to  invite  the 
new  sisters  to  join  our  happy  throng. 

"The  theme  'April  Showers'  was  carried  out  in  the  decorations.  In  the 
center  of  the  hall,  suspended  from  the  ceiling,  was  a  large,  twenty-foot  wide 
and  fifteen-foot  high  umbrella,  trimmed  with  pink  net  and  green  and  yellow 
plastic.  Beneath  the  umbrella,  were  eight  tables  arranged  in  an  octagon  figure 
which  displayed  food  demonstrations  of  potato  croquettes,  tomato  fritters,  apple 
fritters,  applets,  and  pan-fried  cookies.  Samples  were  given  throughout  the 
evening  to  those  present.  The  arts  of  hat  making,  sewing,  cake  decorating,  and 
ribbon  flowers  were  also  demonstrated. 

"Encircling  one  half  of  the  hall  were  tables  representing  visiting  teaching, 
The  Relief  Society  Magazine,  the  music  department,  social  science,  literature, 
theology,  and  arts  and  crafts,  as  well  as  home  management  and  sewing.  These 
tables  were  draped  with  green  and  yellow  plastic.  Each  class  leader  developed 
her  own  ideas  to  represent  her  lesson  department.  The  spirit  of  Relief  Society 
was  felt  as  one  studied  the  table  displays.  There  was  a  table  display  depicting 
the  history  of  Relief  Society,  and  a  large  decorated  cake  representing  the 
birthday  of  the  122  years  of  the  Relief  Society  organization. 

"Those  present  were  served  a  lovely  luncheon  on  small  tables  spaced 
along  one  side  of  the  hall.  These  tables  were  decorated  with  white  cloths  £uid 
miniature  umbrella  centerpieces  trimmed  in  pink,  green,  and  yellow  net.  The 
Priesthood  members  were  invited,  and  special  invitations  of  small  pink  um- 
brellas were  delivered  to  the  sisters  by  the  ward  visiting  teachers.  There  were 
over  125  who  attended.  Our  objective  was  to  shower  the  sisters  with  the  oppor- 
tunities Relief  Society  has  to  offer  them.  We  feel  this  was  accomplished  by 
the  comments  and  appreciation  expressed  by  those  present.  The  lovely  eve- 
ning, filled  with  renewed  friendship  and  love,  concluded  with  the  Singing 
Mothers  presenting  'A  Sister's  Prayer.'  " 


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Lesson  Department 


THEOLOGY     The  Doctrine  and  Covenants 


Elder  Roy  W.  Doxey 
Lesson  60  —  Individual  Responsibility  as  a  Member  and  Missionary 

(Text:  Doctrine  and  Covenants,  Sections  79,  80,  81,  and  82) 

For  First  Meeting,  January  1965 

Objective:  To  show  individual  missionary  responsibility  and 
that  the  Lord  is  bound  when  you  do  as  he  says. 


MISSIONARY  CALLING 

During  the  month  of  March 
1832,  revelations  were  received 
calHng  three  elders  into  mission- 
ary service.  (Sections  79  and  80.) 
Sometimes  missionary  calls  were 
to  specific  localities,  as  in  the  case 
of  Jared  Carter  who  was  called 
to  serve  in  the  eastern  countries 
[States],  while  others  were  given 
a  more  general  area  of  proselyt- 
ing. Brothers  Stephen  Burnett 
and  Eden  Smith  were  told  to  go 
to  any  of  the  directions  of  the 
compass  and  labor.  (D&C  80: 
1-3.) 

There  are  few  callings  in  the 
Church  that  can  compare  with 
the  missionary  call.  It  provides 
opportunities  to  fulfill  one's  obli- 
gation to  represent  the  Lord 
before  the  world;  to  build  up 
Zion  by  increasing  her  citizens; 
to  gain  a  better  understanding  of 
gospel  fundamentals;  and,  at  the 


same  time,  provides  a  foundation 
for  a  life  of  service  at  home. 

The  missionary  who  tries  to 
honor  his  missionary  call  finds 
that  the  Lord  will  sustain  him  in 
his  labors  if  he  will  do  his  part. 
The  obtaining  of  the  spirit  of 
one's  calling  will  bring  the  pow- 
ers of  the  Holy  Ghost  to  one's 
assistance.  President  John  Tay- 
lor calls  our  attention  to  the  mis- 
sionary's calling  in  the  following 
passage: 

...  It  is  for  us  to  magnify  our  call- 
ing and  honor  our  God  in  any  and 
every  position  that  we  may  be  called 
upon  to  fill.  ...  I  would  say  that 
this  Priesthood  is  not  for  the  honor 
of  man,  not  for  his  exaltation  alone; 
but  it  is  imparted  to  man  in  order 
that  he  may  be  made  the  medium  of 
salvation  to  others.  .  .  .  Talking  of 
the  Elder,  why  he  is  a  herald  of  sal- 
vation; he  is  a  legate  of  the  skies;  he 
is  commissioned  of  the  great  Jehovah 
to  bear  a  message  to  the  nations  of 
the  earth,   and   God  has   promised   to 


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sustain  him.  He  has  always  sustained 
His  faithful  Elders,  and  He  always 
will    (Journal  of  Discourses  24:35). 

SUSTAINING   POWER  FOR 
MISSIONARIES 

While  on  his  mission  to  the 
Eastern  States,  Elder  Jared  Car- 
ter was  joined  by  his  brother 
Simeon.  These  two  missionaries 
labored  for  a  period  in  Bolton, 
New  York,  on  the  shore  of  Lake 
George.  While  conducting  meet- 
ings in  that  place,  they  met  John 
Tanner,  a  wealthy  resident  of  the 
community,  who  had  invented  a 
wheel  chair  to  carry  himself  be- 
cause of  an  infected  leg  which 
doctors  had  despaired  of  ever 
healing.  He  had  been  told  that 
he  would  never  again  be  able  to 
walk.  Mr.  Tanner's  presence  at 
the  meeting  was  prompted  by  his 
desire  to  confound  the  Mormon 
missionaries  because  of  their  be- 
lief in  the  ministry  of  angels  and 
The  Book  of  Mormon.  Impressed 
by  their  message,  however,  he  in- 
vited them  to  his  home  that  he 
might  learn  more  about  their  be- 
liefs. Mr.  Tanner  confessed  that 
he  was  converted  to  their  teach- 
ings, but,  because  of  his  physical 
condition,  he  could  not  be  bap- 
tized. Whereupon,  the  following 
conversation  ensued: 

Elder  Jared  Carter  said  to  him, 
"You  believe  in  the  power  of  the  Lord 
to  heal  your  leg,  do  you  not?"  Tan- 
ner said  he  did  most  assuredly. 

Then  Elder  Carter  said  in  a  loud 
voice,  placing  his  hand  heavily  on  the 
shoulder  of  the  sick  man:  "John  Tan- 
ner, in  the  name  of  Jesus  Christ  I 
command  you  to  rise  and  walk!" 

The  ailing  man  got  out  of  his  chair, 
but  hesitated  to  set  his  lame  foot  on 
the  floor. 

"In  the  name  of  the  Lord,"  said  the 
Elder,  "set  down  your  other  foot,  and 
do  not  be  afraid!" 

Tanner  set  it  down.  It  was  healed! 


He  could  walk  without  any  difficulty 
— as  well,  in  fact  as  he  had  ever  done. 
He  strode  up  and  down  the  room, 
praising  God  for  the  miracle  (Juvenile 
Instructor,  Vol.  75,  1940,  page  291). 

The  three  men  walked  to  the 
lake  and  Mr.  Tanner  was  bap- 
tized. Two  years  later  he  sold 
his  possessions  in  New  York,  and 
moved  to  Kirtland,  Ohio,  to  join 
the  saints.  Subsequently,  Broth- 
er Tanner  used  much  of  his 
wealth  to  build  up  Zion. 

One  of  the  well-known  experi- 
ences of  missionary  success  was 
the  record  made  by  Elder  Wilford 
Woodruff  in  the  British  Mission 
in  the  year  1840.  While  laboring 
in  Staffordshire  on  his  birthday, 
he  was  directed  by  the  Holy 
Ghost  to  go  south.  Obedient  to 
this  inspiration.  Elder  Woodruff 
traveled  to  Herefordshire  where 
he  met  Mr.  John  Benbow,  a 
wealthy  farmer,  who  told  him 
that  over  600  people  of  the  "Unit- 
ed Brethren'*  faith  might  be 
taught.  Elder  Woodruff,  with 
the  material  aid  of  Mr.  Benbow, 
preached  to  these  people  and,  in 
a  short  time,  all  but  one  of  them 
accepted  the  true  Church  of 
Jesus  Christ.  A  further  example 
of  the  sustaining  power  of  the 
Holy  Ghost  in  his  ministry  came 
about  in  an  interesting  manner. 
At  the  request  of  a  minister,  the 
local  constable  attended  a  meet- 
ing to  arrest  Brother  Woodruff 
for  preaching  the  gospel.  While 
the  peace  officer  waited,  at  the  re- 
quest of  the  missionary,  for  the 
end  of  the  meeting,  he  became 
convinced  of  the  truth  delivered 
there  and  requested  baptism. 
Two  clerks  of  the  Church  of  Eng- 
land were  also  sent  to  one  of  the 
meetings,  and  both  of  them  were 
baptized.  (Smith,  Joseph  Field- 
ing:   Essentials  in  Church   His- 


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tory,  pp.  282-283.)  In  eight 
months'  time,  mainly  through  the 
efforts  of  Elder  Woodruff  in  Here- 
fordshire, Worcestershire,  and 
Gloucestershire,  1800  people  were 
brought  into  the  Church. 

REPARATION   FOR 
ISSIONARY  SERVICE 

Section  80  provides  us  with 
some  ideas  about  preparation  for 
missionary  service.  The  two  mis- 
sionaries called  by  this  revela- 
tion were  told  to  "declare  the 
things  which  ye  have  heard,  and 
verily  believe,  and  know  to  be 
true"  (Verse  4).  The  successful 
missionary  is  possessed  of  suf- 
ficient knowledge  to  impart  the 
fundamentals  of  the  gospel  to  his 
listener.  Careful  preparation  for 
the  calling  and  function  of  the 
service  to  be  rendered  is  a  key  to 
success.  A  necessary  preparation 
is  to  live  worthy  to  receive  the  in- 
spiration of  the  Holy  Ghost.  If 
one  has  learned  the  gospel,  the 
Lord  will  bring  the  necessary 
knowledge  forth  when  the  time 
is  appropriate.  Above  everything 
else,  the  missionary  should  have 
a  testimony  of  the  restoration  of 
the  gospel  and  thus  be  able  to 
bear  record  that  Jesus  is  the  Sav- 
ior. In  the  words  of  Elder  John 
A.  Widtsoe: 

These,  then,  are  the  steps  on  the 
way  to  truth:  Desire,  prayer,  study, 
and  practice.  They  form  the  eternal 
price  which  must  be  paid  for  truth. 

This  way  must  be  found  by  each 
person  for  himself.  Another  cannot 
desire,  pray,  study,  or  practice  in  our 
stead  and  for  us.  Truth  must  be  won 
individually  (Evidences  and  Recon- 
ciliations, 3:84-85). 

When  one  knows  the  truth  of 
the  gospel,  he  will  not  teach 
something  that  will  confuse  or  de- 
stroy faith.     He  will  seek  to  learn 


the  truth  and  teach  only  the 
truths  that  will  advance  the  sal- 
vation of  his  fellow  men. 

The  guide  to  success  in  mis- 
sionary work,  in  other  Church 
teaching  positions,  or  other  call- 
ings where  counsel  is  required,  is 
the  word  given  in  the  standard 
works  of  the  Church  and  the  in- 
structions of  the  living  prophets. 
(D&C  10:62-63.) 

v/r\\3iMi^iZAi  iv/fi    Oir     THE 

It  was  during  March  1832,  that 
Joseph  Smith  received  Section  81 
revealing  that  the  First  Presi- 
dency should  be  organized.  Fred- 
erick G.  Williams,  by  this  revela- 
tion, was  called  to  be  a  Counselor 
to  President  Smith.  One  year  lat- 
er, March  18,  1833,  the  First 
Presidency  was  organized  with 
Sidney  Rigdon  also  serving  as  a 
Counselor.  During  that  interim, 
however,  these  brethren  assisted 
the  Prophet.  The  following  rea- 
son for  the  gradual  development 
of  the  Church  organization  was 
given  by  President  Anthon  H. 
Lund: 

.  .  .  When  the  Church  was  organized 
on  the  6th  day  of  April,  1830,  as  far 
as  we  can  learn  there  were  but  nine 
persons  in  the  Church.  Of  course, 
with  nine  persons  it  was  impossible  to 
establish  this  perfect  organization  of 
the  Priesthood.  Joseph  Smith  and 
Oliver  Cowdery  were  called  and  or- 
dained Apostles;  but  there  could  not 
be  Twelve  Apostles,  there  could  not 
be  [a  quorum  of]  Seventy,  for  at 
that  time  the  Church  was  too  small. 
It  took  time  for  the  work  to  grow;  but 
the  Lord  had  given  revelation  upon 
the  subject,  and  when  the  proper  time 
came  the  Presidency  of  the  Church 
was  organized,  with  the  Prophet  Jo- 
seph as  President  and  Sidney  Rigdon 
and  Federick  G.  Williams  as  his 
counselors.  Afterwards  the  Twelve 
Apostles  were  chosen,  and  then  the 
Seventies.    But  in  the  beginning,  when 


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there  were  not  enough  to  form  these 
different  quorums,  the  Elders  presided, 
because  they  held  the  Melchizedek 
Priesthood.  The  Lord,  however,  had 
a  perfect  organization  for  His  Church, 
and  He  gave  it  unto  them  when  they 
were  ready  to  receive  it  (Conference 
Report.  November  1901,  page  75). 

KEYS  OF 

An  important  truth  is  given  in 
verse  2  of  Section  81  regarding 
the  Presidency  of  the  Church. 
Brother  WiUiams  was  told  that 
Joseph  Smith,  the  President,  had 
received  the  keys  of  tlie  kingdom 
of  God  and  that  these  powers 
would  reside  in  the  Presidency  of 
the  Melchizedek  Priesthood.  In 
August  1830,  the  Lord  referred  to 
the  time,  when,  in  June  of  the 
preceding  year,  Peter,  James  and 
John,  had  conferred  these  keys 
and  a  dispensation  of  the  gospel 
for  the  last  time.  (D&C  27:12- 
13.)  Briefly,  the  keys  thus  re- 
stored, together  with  those  later 
conferred,  gave  the  rights,  privi- 
leges, and  powers  necessary  to 
carry  out  all  of  the  functions  of 
the  Priesthood  upon  the  earth. 
In  Section  81,  Brother  Williams 
was  informed  that  he  was  to 
counsel  with  the  Prophet.  The 
counselors  were  not  to  receive  rev- 
elation for  the  Church,  but  they 
were  entitled  to  inspiration  that 
they  might  act  in  unison  with  the 
President  on  all  matters  which 
came  before  them. 

Emphasis  is  given  in  the  revela- 
tion of  the  need  for  prayer  to  re- 
ceive the  full  blessings  of  leader- 
ship. (Verse  3.)  In  addition  to 
his  Presidency  duties,  which 
would  also  involve  helping  the 
weak  and  those  in  need  (verse  5), 
Brother  Williams  was  told  that 
he  should  proclaim  the  gospel, 
and  then  he  would  be  able  to  do 
the  greatest  good  for  his  fellow 


men  and  also  for  the  glory  of 
God.  (Verse  4).  Faithful  perform- 
ance of  Brother  Williams'  calling, 
as  is  true  of  all  Latter-day  Saints, 
would  give  him  a  crown  of  eternal 
life  in  the  Father's  mansions. 
(Verse  6.) 

Regardless  of  the  office  held  in 
the  kingdom,  there  is  need  for 
each  member  of  the  Church  to 
do  missionary  work. 

BACKGROUND— SECTION    82 

The  month  before  Section  82 
was  received,  the  Prophet  Joseph 
Smith  was  counseled  to  organize 
the  saints  in  Zion  for  their  tem- 
poral benefit.  (D&C  78:3-4.) 
Shortly  after  arriving  at  Inde- 
pendence, Missouri,  a  general 
council  of  the  Church  was  con- 
vened, at  which  time  the  Prophet 
was  sustained  as  the  President  of 
the  High  Priesthood  to  which  of- 
fice he  was  ordained  on  the  25th 
of  January,  1832.  During  an  in- 
termission of  the  council,  a  differ- 
ence between  Bishop  Edward 
Partridge  and  Sidney  Rigdon  was 
settled,  and  then  the  revelation 
recorded  in  Section  82  was  re- 
ceived. The  Lord  recognized  the 
settlement  of  this  difference  be- 
tween the  brethren  and  said  that 
as  they  had  forgiven  each  other, 
so  also  he  would  forgive  them. 
{Ibid.,  82:1.) 


Since  all  mankind  will  be 
judged  by  the  law  to  which  they 
are  responsible  on  the  earth,  men 
will  vary  in  their  responsibility  to 
account  for  the  deeds  done  in  the 
body. 

For  of  him  unto  whom  much  is  giv- 
en much  is  required;  and  he  who  sins 
against  the  greater  light  shall  receive 
the      greater      condemnation       (D&C 

82:3). 


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The  principle  that  greater 
light  and  understanding  bring 
greater  responsibility,  should  ap- 
peal to  everyone  as  a  just  prin- 
ciple. For  example,  if  a  person 
does  not  have  an  opportunity  to 
hear  the  fulness  of  the  gospel, 
then  he  should  not  be  held  to  that 
law.  It  is  also  true  that  if  one 
does  have  the  opportunity  to 
know  the  commandments  of  that 
law,  and  does  not  live  them,  then 
he  should  lose  the  blessings  of 
living  that  law.  Although  one  may 
learn  the  letter  of  the  law,  some 
may  claim  that  they  do  not  un- 
derstand the  necessity  of  com- 
plying with  the  commandment. 
What  of  them?  Elder  James  E. 
Talmage  has  this  informative  an- 
swer: 


.  .  .  Such  may  ask:  Are  men  to  suf- 
fer penalty  in  the  hereafter  because 
they  cannot  understand  what  is  re- 
quired of  them  in  mortahty?  The  de- 
gree of  their  culpabiKty  is  to  be 
determined  by  the  fundamental  cause 
of  their  ineptitude  in  matters  spiritual. 
Failure  to  comprehend  may  be  due  to 
bias  or  to  lack  of  desire  to  know.  .  .  . 

Are  you  unable  to  realize  that  bap- 
tism is  essential  to  salvation?  Perhaps 
the  cause  lies  in  the  fact  that  you  have 
never  developed  the  essential  condi- 
tion of  faith  in  the  Lord  Jesus  Christ; 
or,  perchance,  you  have  never  repent- 
ed of  your  sins.  Faith  and  repentance, 
as  the  Scriptures  aver,  are  prereq- 
uisites to  effective  baptism;  and  it 
is  as  unreasonable  to  expect  a  faith- 
less unrepentant  sinner  to  compre- 
hend the  essentiality  of  baptism  as  to 
expect  one  untrained  in  the  rudiments 
of   arithmetic   to    understand   algebra. 

Wilful  ignorance  of  Gospel  require- 
ments is  sin.  Man  is  untrue  to  his 
Divine  lineage  and  birthright  of  rea- 
son when  he  turns  away  from  the 
truth,  or  deliberately  chooses  to  walk 
in  darkness  while  the  illumined  path 
is  open  to  his  tread.  Positive  rejec- 
tion of  the  truth  is  even  graver  than 
passive  inattention  or  neglect.    Yet  to 


every  one  is  given  the  right  of  choice 
and  the  power  of  agency,  with  the 
certainty  of  his  meeting  the  natural 
and  inevitable  consequence  (Vitality 
of  Mormonism,  1948  ed.,  pp.  270-271). 

Latter-day  Saints  are  more  re- 
sponsible before  the  Lord  because 
they  are  under  covenant  by  bap- 
tism, by  temple  ordinances,  as 
well  as  by  the  enlightenment  of 
the  Holy  Ghost.  ''What  I  say 
unto  one  I  say  unto  all"  is  a  truth 
which  has  application  many  times 
in  these  revelations.  Although  a 
truth  may  be  spoken  to  one  or 
several  people,  usually  it  is  ap- 
plicable to  the  many. 

It  is  just  as  true  today  as  in 
1832  that  the  adversary  is  gain- 
ing ground  and  his  darkness 
reigneth  to  a  great  degree  upon 
the  earth.  (D&C  82:5.)  This 
condition  brings  about  this  warn- 
ing to  the  world: 

And  the  anger  of  God  kindleth 
against  the  inhabitants  of  the  earth; 
and  none  doeth  good,  for  all  have  gone 
out  of  the  way   (Verse  6). 

SIN  NO  MORE 

To  the  brethren  in  Missouri 
(and  to  all  members  of  the 
Church)  the  Lord  counseled  them 
to  sin  no  more,  and  "unto  that 
soul  who  sinneth  shall  the  former 
sins  return"  (D&C  82:7).  After 
quoting  Ezekiel,  chapter  18,  verse 
24,  the  Doctrine  and  Covenants 
Commentary  gives  this  explana- 
tion: 

.  .  .  God  forgives  the  repentant  sin- 
ner so  completely  that  "his  transgres- 
sions shall  not  be  mentioned  unto 
him";  on  the  other  hand,  the  righteous, 
who  turns  away  from  righteousness, 
cannot  hope  that  his  former  life  will 
save  him.  The  principle  works  both 
ways,  and  is,  therefore,  eminently  just 
(page  490). 


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TEMPORAL  COMMANDMENT 

As  a  preface  to  instructions  re- 
garding the  brethren's  mission  to 
Missouri  to  manage  the  affairs  of 
the  poor  under  the  order  of  Enoch 
in  Kirtland,  as  well  as  Zion,  the 
Lord  set  forth  this  truth  which 
is  similar  to  another  oft-quoted 
one.  (SeeD&C  130:20-21.) 

I,  the  Lord,  am  bound  when  ye  do 
what  I  say;  but  when  ye  do  not  what 
I  say,  ye  have  no  promise  (D&C 
82:10). 


never  take  to  their  bosoms  prin- 
ciples of  unrighteousness.  The 
gospel  teaches  that  one  should 
refrain  from  sinning,  and  a  way 
to  accomplish  this  is  to  keep  from 
the  areas  of  temptation.  Toler- 
ance does  not  mean  acceptance  of 
principles  that  are  contrary  to  the 
Lord's  way  of  happiness.  One  can 
be  friendly  with  those  who  do  not 
accept  Latter-day  Saint  stand- 
ards of  conduct,  but  tolerance  is 
not  indulgence. 


The  meaning  of  this  passage  is 
well  known.  The  Lord  operates 
the  universe,  his  Church,  and  the 
plan  of  salvation,  by  law.  When 
the  law  is  observed,  the  blessing 
of  that  law  follows. 

In  the  operation  of  the  law  of 
consecration,  it  was  intended  that 
each  person  should  manage  his 
stewardship  so  that  not  only  his 
family  would  profit  but  that  the 
Lord's  storehouse  would  be  filled 
to  meet  every  need,  "Every  man 
seeking  the  interest  of  his  neigh- 
bor, and  doing  all  things  with  an 
eye  single  to  the  glory  of  God" 
(Verse  19). 

If  the  brethren  privileged  to 
live  this  law  of  stewardship  were 
to  break  their  covenants,  they 
''shall  be  dealt  with  according  to 
the  laws  of  my  Church  and  shall 
be  delivered  over  to  the  buffeting 
of  Satan  until  the  day  of  redemp- 
tion" (Verse  21). 

The  brethren  were  also  advised 
''and  this  is  wisdom,  make  unto 
yourselves  friends  with  the  mam- 
mon of  unrighteousness  and  they 
will  not  destroy  you.  Leave  judg- 
ment alone  with  me  for  it  is  mine 
and  I  will  repay"  (Verses  22-23). 
The  Saints  were  to  treat  their 
nonmember  friends  with  kindness, 
to  live  at  peace  with  them,  but 


SUMMARY 

Four  sections  of  the  Doctrine 
and  Covenants  have  made  up  this 
lesson.  We  have  learned  that  the 
Lord  gave  instructions  on  mis- 
sionary work  that  are  applicable 
today;  that  the  faithful  mission- 
ary is  promised  the  Holy  Ghost 
to  direct  him  in  his  labors;  and 
that  the  powers  of  the  Priesthood 
are  available  to  the  diligent.  Re- 
gardless of  position  in  the 
Church,  no  one  is  exempt  from 
missionary  responsibility.  Finally, 
we  learned  that  the  powers  of 
darkness  are  present  on  the  earth 
and  diligence  in  keeping  the  com- 
mandments is  necessarv.  Toler- 
ance for  people  not  of  our  faith 
was  enjoined,  but  tolerance  does 
not  mean  acceptance  of  their 
ideas  and  practices  which  are  in- 
comoatible  with  the  covenants 
which  the  Latter-day  Saint  has 
made  with  God. 


QUESTIONS   FOR   DISCUSSION 

1.  What  are  the  benefits  that  can 
come  through  missionary  service? 

2.  Tell  of  the  progress  of  missionary 
work  in  England  in  1840  as  an  ex- 
ample of  the  fulfillment  of  Section 
79:3. 

3.  What  is  the  obligation  of  the 
missionary     (and    the    teacher    in    the 


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Church)    to  teach  what  the  Lord  has 
revealed? 

4.  What  is  meant  by  the  keys  of  the 
kingdom  and  who  has  the  use  of  them? 


Who  receives  the  benefit  of  their  use? 
5.    Explain   what    is   meant    by    the 
scripture   "unto  whom  much  is  given 
much  is  required." 


Christine  H.  Robinson 

Message  60  —  "...  That  Every  Man  May  Improve  Upon  His  Talent,  That  Every 
Man  May  Gain  Other  Talents,  Yea,  Even  an  Hundred  Fold  .  .  ." 
(D&C  82:18). 

For  First   Meeting,  January   1965 

Objective:  To  illustrate  that  as  we  develop  the  talents  with  which  we  have 
been  blessed,  our  abilities  will  be  magnified  and  expanded. 


One  of  the  misfortunes  in  life  is 
the  tendency  of  all  of  us  to  un- 
derestimate the  talents  and  abili- 
ties with  which  we  have  been 
blessed.  Most  of  us  never  realize 
nor  develop  more  than  a  fraction 
of  our  potentialities.  The  reason 
this  is  true,  is  that  we  fail  to  use 
and  improve  upon  the  talents 
with  which  we  have  been  blessed. 
Utilizing  our  talents  not  only  de- 
velops them,  but  also  lays  the 
foundation  for  the  growth  of  addi- 
tional talents.  One  of  the  great 
truths  of  life  is  that  as  we  utilize, 
develop,  and  magnify  our  abili- 
ties, we  gain  the  power  and 
the  strength  to  move  on  to  high- 
er and  more  important  accom- 
plishments. This  thought  from 
Ralph  Waldo  Emerson  has  been 
frequently  emphasized  as  a  tru- 


ism, that  as  we  continue  in  the 
performance  of  any  task  that 
task  becomes  easier,  not  because 
its  nature  has  changed,  but  be- 
cause our  ability  to  perform  it  has 
improved.  In  other  words,  there 
is  no  doubt  about  the  truthful- 
ness of  the  statement  that  "prac- 
tice makes  perfect." 

The  reality  and  accuracy  of 
this  message  from  the  Doctrine 
and  Covenants,  that  as  we  im- 
prove upon  our  talents  we  gain 
additional  talents,  was  realistical- 
ly demonstrated  in  the  personal 
experience  ot  a  certain  individual. 
This  individual  had  received  a 
beautiful  patriarchal  blessing. 
Among  other  things,  this  blessing 
stipulated  that  she  possessed  tal- 
ents which  she  had  not  adequate- 
ly developed. 


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As  the  years  passed  the  only 
thing  this  individual  could  re- 
member about  her  blessing  was 
this  statement,  and  she  became 
increasingly  more  worried  about 
her  failure  to  develop  her  talents. 
In  fact,  she  became  convinced 
that  actually,  she  was  blessed 
with  very  few  talents. 

Nevertheless,  as  is  character- 
istic in  the  Church,  opportunities 
came  to  her  to  serve  in  various 
Church  capacities.  As  she  dis- 
charged each  of  these  responsi- 
bilities to  the  best  of  her  ability, 
she  found  that  the  accomplish- 
ment of  each  new  task  made  her 
next  assignment  easier.  Almost 
unknowingly  she  found  she  had 
developed  talents  of  self-expres- 
sion, leadership,  organizational 
ability,  and  many  others  she  had 
not  realized  she  possessed. 

This  is  the  type  of  challenge 
open  to  all  of  us.  Although  we 
may  not  realize  it,  we  have  all 
been  blessed  with  many  talents. 
As  opportunities  for  service  come 
our  way  we  should  grasp  each  one 
willingly  and  enthusiastically  and 
perform  each  to  the  best  of  our 
ability.  If  we  do  so  we  will  find 
ourselves  developing  additional 
abilities  and,  as  promised  in  the 
Doctrine  and  Covenants,  our  tal- 
ents will  multiply,  ''even  an  hun- 
dred fold." 

It  is  true  that  not  all  of  us  have 
great  talents  in  some  of  the  more 


glamorous  areas,  such  as  in  music 
or  in  the  arts.  But  all  of  us,  by 
practice,  can  improve  our  talents 
of  self-expression,  of  being  better 
listeners,  of  having  more  under- 
standing hearts,  of  being  better 
wives,  mothers,  and  neighbors, 
and  of  being  better  homemakers. 
We  can,  if  we  conscientiously  try, 
improve  our  sensitivity  in  seeing 
the  good  in  ourselves  and  others, 
and  in  discovering  beauty  in  the 
commonplace  things  of  life. 
Through  more  pleasant  attitudes, 
we  can  spread  more  sunshine  and 
cheerfulness  to  those  around  us. 

The  Savior  said,  "whosoever 
hath,  to  him  shall  be  given,  and 
he  shall  have  more  abundance: 
but  whosoever  hath  not,  from 
him  shall  be  taken  away  even  that 
he  hath"  (Matt.  13:12).  These 
words  from  the  poem  "Maud 
Muller"  by  John  Greenleaf  Whit- 
tier,  are  often  quoted,  "of  all  sad 
words  of  tongue  or  pen,  the  sad- 
dest are  these,  'it  might  have 
been.'  " 

As  we  contemplate  the  impor- 
tance of  developing  and  multiply- 
ing our  talents,  let  us  remember 
that  our  lives  stretch  into  eter- 
nity, and  the  only  things  we  can 
take  with  us  are  our  talents  and 
abilities  and  the  characters  we 
have  built  through  the  applica- 
tions and  experiences  of  this  life. 
Certainly  it  behooves  each  of  us 
to  magnify  and  expand  our  God- 
given  talents. 


The  Work  Meeting  Lesson  for  January   1965  will  appear  in  a 
later  issue  of  the  Magazine. 


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Autunin  in  Zion  Canyon  National  Park 


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Willard  Luce 


Vesta  Nickerson  Fairbairn 

Remember 

In  times  of  trouble 

The  enduring  strength  of  stone, 

The  stubborn  life  grasp  of  the  cliff  tree 

Rooted  in  rock, 

The  red  grandeur  of  eternal  canyon  walls, 

The  soothing  song  of  the  perpetual  river. 

And  even,  too,  the  fragile  fern,  the  maidenhair, 

And  how  it  beautifies  the  crevice  where  it  grows. 

And  remember. 

Over  all  humanity,  the  world,  the  clouds 

God  curves  the  infinity  of  his  skies. 


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LITERATURE 


The  Individual  and   Human  Values 
as  Seen  Through  Literature 


Elder  Bruce  B.  Clark 

Lesson  4  —  Poetry  of  Faith  in  God  and  Man  —  Part  II 

(Text:  Out  of  the  Best  Books,  pp.  71-90) 

For  Third   Meeting,  January   1965 

Objective:  To  show  further  how  spiritual  values  and  faith 
in  God  and  man  have  been  expressed  through  poetry. 


Last  month  we  examined  sev- 
eral poems  by  William  Words- 
worth as  evidences  of  the  poets' 
traditional  affirmation  of  spirit- 
ual values  and  traditional  faith 
in  God  and  man.  This  month  we 
turn  to  another  English  poet, 
Robert  Browning  (1812-1889),  to 
explore  further  the  poetry  of  faith. 

Browning  was  equal  io  Words- 
worth as  an  affirmer  of  lofty 
ideals,  and  even  greater  as  a  poet 
— possibly  the  greatest  English 
poet  since  Milton.  His  brilliant 
dramatic  monologues,  dramatic 
soliloquies,  and  psychological 
soul-studies  probe  as  meaning- 
fully into  human  personality  and 
character  as  any  poems  ever  writ- 
ten; and  his  long  masterpiece. 
The  Ring  and  the  Book,  is  one  of 
the  great  poems  of  the  world. 
Browning's  writing  is  complex 
and  difficult,  but  wonderfully  re- 
warding. 

The  words  ''robust  optimist" 
have  so  often  been  used  to  de- 
scribe Browning  that  they  now 
seem  almost  part  of   his   name. 


Fortunately,  they  fit  this  great 
man  whose  total  affirmation  of 
life  both  here  and  hereafter  is  so 
vigorous  that  it  is  attractive  even 
to  readers  who  may  not  share  it. 
Strangely,  his  most  widely  known 
statement  of  optimism,  ''God's 
in  his  Heaven — All's  right  with 
the  world,"  spoken  by  a  naive 
little  girl  in  his  drama  Pippa 
Passes,  is  an  extreme  view  that 
Browning  recognized  as  unrealis- 
tic. Although  Browning  knew  that 
there  is  much  wrong  with  man's 
present  world,  he  firmly  believed 
that  God  is  in  heaven  ultimately 
controlling  the  universe  and  that 
the  potentiality  of  man  in  this 
life  is  great  and  the  confidence 
with  which  he  can  look  forward 
to  life  beyond  death  is  equally 
great. 

Occasionally  Browning  speaks 
of  himself  and  his  views,  as  in 
the  "Epilogue  to  Asolando''  when 
he  describes  himself  as 


One   who   never    turned   his    back 
but  marched  breast  forward. 


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Never  doubted  clouds  would 
break, 
Never  dreamed,  though  right  were 
worsted,  wrong  would 
triumph, 
Held  we  fall  to  rise,  are  baffled  to 
fight  better. 
Sleep  to  wake. 

At  other  times  Browning  speaks 
his  views  not  directly  but  through 
the  words  of  one  of  his  charac- 
ters, as  in  the  great  soul-study 
"Saul"  where  the  redemptive 
power  of  music  is  explored,  or  in 
'Tra  Lippo  Lippi"  when  the 
worldly  but  exuberantly  likeable 
Fra  Lippo  says, 

This  world's  no  blot  for  us. 
Nor  blank;  it  means  intensely, 
and  means  good. 

And  earlier  says,  referring  to 
his  purpose  in  painting. 

If  you  get  simple  beauty  and 

naught  else. 
You  get  about  the  best  thing 

God  invents. 

But,  even  more  vividly  than 
when  Browning  speaks  explicitly 
through  himself  or  through  his 
characters,  he  ironically  commun- 
icates his  views  to  us  indirectly 
and  upside-down  through  his  un- 
attractive characters.  In  fact,  the 
bulk  that  we  know  about  Brown- 
ing's specific  views  we  infer  in 
this  manner.  We  sense  his  admir- 
ation for  sincerity  and  honesty 
and  simple  goodness  because  the 
proud,  jealous  Duke  of  Ferrara  in 
''My  Last  Duchess"  is  so  arro- 
gantly materialistic,  and  because 
the  dying  Bishop  in  Saint  Prax- 
ed's  Church  and  the  soliloquizing 
monk  in  the  Spanish  Cloister  are 
so  sensually  worldly  and  (the 
latter  at  least)   so  hypocritically 


self-righteous.  We  know  that 
Browning  believes  man  has  the 
responsibility  and  opportunity,  in 
this  life,  to  work  towards  his  own 
eternal  salvation  because  the  de- 
spicable Johannes  Agricola  (see 
"Johannes  Agricola  in  Medita- 
tion") and  the  degenerate  Cah- 
ban  (see  "Caliban  Upon  Sete- 
bos")  believe  otherwise.  And 
these  are  only  a  few  of  many  sim- 
ilar poems  by  Browning. 

Out  of  and  through  all  his 
poems  Browning  emerges  not 
only  as  a  great  poet  but  as  the 
most  vigorously  optimistic  writer 
of  his  age,  with  an  unwavering 
faith  in  God  and  immortality  and 
a  great  confidence  in  man.  We 
now  turn  more  fully  to  two  poems 
" — A  Grammarian's  Funeral" 
and  "An  Epistle  of  Karshish" — 
to  explore  some  of  the  details  of 
Browning's  faith. 

A  Grammarian's  Funeral.  We 
especially  feel  Browning's  vigor- 
ous affirmation  of  life  in  the  sev- 
eral poems,  including  "A  Gram- 
marian's Funeral,"  that  develop 
his  doctrine  of  "success  in  fail- 
ure," the  "philosophy  of  the  im- 
perfect"— that  man  should  direct 
all  his  energy  toward  achieving 
high  goals,  even  impossibly  high 
goals,  for  to  set  low  goals  and 
achieve  them  is  to  fail,  whereas 
to  set  high  goals  and  strive  un- 
ceasingly toward  them  is  to  suc- 
ceed, even  though  the  goals  may 
not  be  fully  reached.  Browning 
would  on  this  point  agree  with  the 
pathetic  Andrea  del  Sarto  (in  his 
poem  of  that  title),  who  brood- 
ingly  acknowledges  that  "a  man's 
reach  should  exceed  his  grasp,  or 
what's  a  heaven  for?"  He  hated 
all  forms  of  avoidable  mediocrity 
and  half-effort.  For  him,  anything 


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worth  doing  was  worth  doing  well, 
with  complete  energy  and  devo- 
tion. 

Part  of  Browning's  purpose  in 
"A  Grammarians  Funeral"  is  to 
catch  the  inexhaustible  thirst  for 
knowledge  of  the  scholars  of  the 
early  Renaissance.  Although  the 
term  ''grammarian"  may  suggest 
otherwise,  the  dead  grammarian 
is  a  learned  scholar,  loved  and 
honored  by  his  disciples;  and  he 
is  being  carried  to  the  top  of  a 
lofty  mountain  for  burial  at  sun- 
rise. The  speaker  of  the  poem  is 
a  disciple  especially  devoted  to 
the  dead  grammarian,  and  he  is 
talking  to  the  other  pallbearers  as 
he  leads  them  to  the  burial  spot. 

In  the  first  section  of  28  lines 
the  speaker  points  out,  as  the 
bearers  climb  the  mountain,  that 
the  mountain  peak  is  the  "ap- 
propriate" spot  for  burial  because 
it  is  lofty  as  the  scholar  in  learn- 
ing was  also  lofty.  "Our  low  life 
was  the  level's  and  the  night's." 
says  the  disciple.  "He's  for  the 
morning." 

In  the  second  section,  lines  29 
to  72,  the  speaker  points  out  how 
his  master  spent  the  years  of  his 
youth  and  young  manhood 
searching,  searching — unknown, 
unrecognized,  withdrawn  from 
life  in  a  total  dedication  to  learn- 
ing. "Long  he  lived  nameless"  as 
he  "left  play  for  work"  yearning 
"let  me  know  all!" 

And  in  the  long  closing  section, 
lines  73  to  148,  the  total  search 
to  know  all  continues.  Some  who 
know  him  criticize  the  grammar- 
ian for  not  living  while  he  has  a 
chance.  "Time  escapes;  live  now 
or  never!"  they  say.  But  he  an- 
swers, "What's  time?  Leave  .Now 
for  dogs  and  apes!  Man  has  For- 


ever." And  back  to  his  books  he 
goes,  physically  half  dead,  intel- 
lectually even  more  dedicated. 
Now,  years  later,  he  is  dead,  and 
his  disciples  are  carrying  his  body 
to  the  burial  spot.  Did  he  learn 
all?  No,  the  goal  was  impossibly 
high.  He  learned  much,  but  not 
all.  Nevertheless,  in  the  devoted 
pursuit  of  a  high  goal  that  he 
could  not  quite  reach  he  suc- 
ceeded more  than  lesser  people 
who  set  and  achieve  little  goals. 
Says  his  disciple, 

If  we  draw  a  circle  premature, 

Heedless  of  far  gain, 
Greedy  for  quick  returns  of  profit, 
sure 

Bad  is  our  bargain! 

A  little  later  he  further  ex- 
plains: 

That  low  man  seeks  a  little 
thing  to  do. 
Sees  it  and  does  it; 
This  high  man,  with  a  great 
thing  to  pursue. 
Dies  ere  he  knows  it. 
That  low  man  goes  on  adding 
one  to  one, 
His  hundred's  soon  hit; 
This  high  man,  aiming  at  a 
million, 
Misses  an  unit. 
That,  has  the  world  here — should 
he  need  the  next, 
Let  the  world  mind  him! 
This,  throws  himself  on  God, 
and  unperplexed 
Seeking  shall  find  him. 

Thus  "trusting  death" — that  is, 
having  confidence  in  the  eternal 
progression  possible  through  im- 
mortality— the  grammarian  ac- 
cepts "earth's  failure"  as  the 
price  of  "heaven's  success."  And 
his  disciples  honor  him  by  bury- 
ing him  on  the  mountain  peak, 
for  "lofty  designs  must  close  in 
like  effects." 


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Here's  the  top-peak;  the 
multitude  below 
Live,  for  they  can,  there; 
This  man  decided  not  to  Live 
but   Know — 
Bury  this  man  there? 
Here — here's  his  place,  where 
meteors  shoot,  clouds  form, 
Lightnings  are  loosened, 
Stars  come  and  go! 

The  problem  for  the  modern 
reader  of  this  poem  is  in  deciding 
not  to  side  with  the  grammarian's 
critics  who  felt  that  he  was  wast- 
ing his  time  in  a  grubby  search 
for  knowledge,  that  he  would 
have  been  wiser  to  live  life  to  the 
fullest  as  Browning  advocated  in 
other  poems.  But  Browning's 
point  is  that  whatever  one  chooses 
to  do  should  be  done  with  ener- 
gy and  enthusiasm  and  devotion. 
Pillowy,  "lukewarm,"  easy,  direc- 
tionless, undisciplined  mediocrity 
was  as  distasteful  to  Browning  as 
St.  John  in  the  Book  of  Revela- 
tion recorded  it  as  being  to  Jesus 
Christ.  (Revelation  3: 15  -  16 
reads:  "I  know  thy  works,  that 
thou  art  neither  cold  nor  hot.  I 
would  thou  wert  cold  or  hot.  So 
then  because  thou  art  lukewarm, 
and  neither  cold  nor  hot,  I  will 
spue  thee  out  of  my  mouth.") 

An  Epistle  of  Karshish.  Brown- 
ing's long  and  complex  poem 
called  "An  Epistle,  Containing 
the  Strange  Medical  Experience 
of  Karshish,  the  Arab  Physician" 
is  perhaps  the  most  successful 
effort  in  the  world's  poetry  to  re- 
create the  tremendous  impact  of 
Christ's  mission  upon  an  ancient 
non-believer  who  is  so  over- 
whelmed by  it  all  that  in  baffle- 
ment he  almost  believes.  The 
poem  is  not  history  and  should 
not  be  read  as  history.  It  is  an 
art  creation,  attempting  to  cap- 


ture the  spirit  rather  than  mere- 
ly the  factual  details  of  how 
Christ's  life  and  message  must 
have  affected  those  who  only 
half  knew  and  understood  it. 

Karshish  and  Abib  are  imagin- 
ary characters.  The  Epistle  pur- 
ports to  be  written  in  66  A.D. 
from  Bethany  in  Judea  by  the 
traveling  scholar-physician  Kar- 
shish to  his  master,  Abib. 

The  first  two  sections,  through 
line  61,  are  merely  introductory 
as  Karshish  tells  Abib  of  his  trav- 
els to  a  number  of  places,  differ- 
ent people  and  things  he  has  seen, 
and  various  medicines  he  has  used 
in  the  treatment  of  epilepsy  and 
other  sicknesses.  The  reader  will 
almost  certainly  find  these  lines 
tedious  and  not  very  meaningful, 
as  Browning  intended. 

Then  Karshish,  almost  as  an 
afterthought,  says,  "Yet  stay." 
Something  is  on  his  mind  that  he 
wants  to  talk  about.  Before  the 
reader  moves  further  in  the  poem 
he  should  study  the  account  in 
John  11:1-44  of  Christ's  raising 
of  Lazarus  from  the  dead,  for  it 
is  about  Lazarus  that  Karshish 
wishes  to  talk.  He  has  met  Laz- 
arus and  been  puzzled  by  him. 
"The  man  had  something  in  the 
look  of  him,"  says  Karshish  in 
line  69,  something  that  Karshish 
cannot  forget.  Lazarus,  having 
felt  the  power  of  Christ,  is  a 
man  incapable  of  doubt. 

And  first — the  man's  own  firm 
conviction  rests 

That  he  was  dead   (in  fact  they 
buried  him) 

— That  he  was  dead  and  then  re- 
stored to  life 

By  a  Nazarene  physician  of  his 
tribe: 

— 'Sayeth,  the  same  bade  "Rise," 
and  he  did  rise,      (lines  97-101) 


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Karshish  is  both  intrigued  and 
baffled  by  Lazarus.  Karshish  does 
not  himself  know  Christ — is,  in 
fact,  not  even  of  the  Jewish  faith. 
And  he  does  not  really  believe 
Lazarus.  Yet  he  cannot  fully 
doubt  him.  Lazarus  has  the  un- 
shakeable  faith,  quiet  yet  abso- 
lute, of  one  who  simply  knows. 
''This  grown  man  eyes  the  world 
now  like  a  child"  (line  117.)  His 
conviction  needs  no  arguing  to 
support  it.  He  serenely  knows, 
and  Karshish,  a  non-believer,  is 
deeply  moved  by  the  whole  ex- 
perience. 

And  so  the  "epistle"  goes  on, 
line  after  line.  Often  an  expres- 
sion comes  into  Lazarus's  face  "as 
if  he  saw  again  and  heard  again 
his  sage  that  bade  him  'Rise'  and 
he  did  rise,"  says  Karshish.  Again 
and  again  Karshish  starts  to  end 
the  letter  to  Abib,  and  then  goes 
on  talking  about  Lazarus,  unable 
to  dismiss  the  incident  from  his 
thoughts.  One  might  suppose 
Lazarus  to  be  a  madman  or  a  fa- 
natic, says  Karshish,  but  it  is 
not  so — the  man  is  "harmless  as 
a  lamb"  (line  232).  Patiently, 
steadfastly,  unwaveringly  he 
waits  for  the  death  that  will  take 
him  back  to  his  Master.  The 
whole  thing  is  incomprehensible 
to  Karshish. 

In  the  section  beginning  with 
line  243  Karshish  says  to  Abib, 
you  may  wonder  why  I  have  not 
sought  out  "the  Nazarene  who 
wrought  this  cure"  to  learn  for 
myself  all  about  him.  But  I  can- 
not, Karshish  explains,  for  he  was 
killed  by  a  mob  of  people  be- 
cause he  was  accused  of  wizardry 
and  then  failed  to  stop  an  earth- 
quake. (Obviously  Karshish  is  all 
confused     about     the     facts     of 


Christ's  death,  just  as  a  person 
in  Christ's  time  might  well  have 
been  confused  when  getting  the 
information  through  hearsay,  as 
Karshish  did.  Browning  makes 
the  "epistle"  all  the  more  realis- 
tic by  this  brilliant  handling  of 
the  probability  of  confusion.) 

In  the  passage  beginning  with 
line  267  Karshish,  now  almost 
overcome  by  what  he  is  saying, 
comments  that  Lazarus  believes 
his  healer  was  actually  God: 

This  man  so  cured  regards  the 

curer,  then, 
As — God  forgive  me!  who  but 

God  himself, 
Creator  and  sustainer  of  the 

world. 
That  came  and  dwelt  in  flesh  on 

it  awhile! 
— Sayeth  that  such  an  one  was 

born  and  Kved, 
Taught,  healed  the  sick,  broke 

bread  at  his  own  house, 
Then  died,  with  Lazarus  by,  for 

aught  I  know. 

Of  course  this  simply  could  not 
be,  says  Karshish,  and  asks  Abib's 
"pardon  for  this  long  and  te- 
dious" letter  (line  283).  I  have 
talked  much  too  long  about  the 
whole  thing,  he  says — and  then 
goes  on  talking  longer  about  it. 
So  tremendously  has  he  been  im- 
pressed that,  try  as  he  will,  he 
cannot  cast  it  from  his  mind. 

The  thought  that  finally  over- 
whelms him  most  of  all,  in  the 
brief  closing  passage  of  the  poem, 
is  the  magnificent  concept  of  God 
as  a  being  of  Love  as  well  as  of 
Power: 

The  very   God!   think,   Abib; 
dost  thou  think? 

So,  the  All-Great,  were  the  All- 
Loving  too — 

So,  through  the  thunder  comes 
a  human  voice 


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Saying,  "O  heart  I  made,  a  heart 

beats  here! 
Face,  my  hands  fashioned,  see 

it  in  myself!' 

And  not  only  a  being  of  love, 
but  also  a  being,  divinely  per- 
fected, in  the  glorified  form  of 
man  himself.  The  whole  thing  is 
utterly  beyond  comprehension  for 
Karshish,  but  also  beyond  dis- 
missal. He  cannot  believe,  yet  he 
cannot  not  believe.  And  so  bril 
liant  is  Browning's  handling  of 
the  whole  poem  that  the  reader 
is  fully  caught  up  in  the  wonder 
of  it  all,  just  as  Karshish  was. 
Christ,  the  Creator  and  Redeem- 
er of  the  world,  and  mankind's 
loving  Elder  Brother! 

Note  to  Class  Lender 

The  material  on  Browning  giv- 
en here  is  taken  from  pp.  71-90  of 
the  Relief  Society  literature  text. 
In  addition  to  this  interpretive 
material,  the  text  contains  a  more 
extended  discussion  of  Browning 
and  a  full  print  (with  explanatory 
notes)  of  "A  Grammarian's  Fun- 
eral" and  "An  Epis'^le  of  Kar- 
shish," which  should  be  used  in 
the  wards  and  branches  for  this 
month's  lesson. 

If  these  poems  by  Browning 
seem  too  complex  for  use  in  some 
Relief  Society  groups,  the  liter- 
ature text  in  this  section  on 
"Faith  in  God  and  Man"  also 
contains   several   shorter   poems. 


with  interpretive  discussions. 
These  are  intended  as  supplemen- 
tary, enrichment  selections  and 
may  be  used  as  desired  to  meet 
the  special  needs  of  wards  and 
branches  for  discussion  groups  in 
the  homes.  They  are  excellent 
selections  for  brief,  stimulating 
analysis.  The  poems  are  as  fol- 
lows: "The  Lamb"  by  William 
Blake,  "I  Never  Saw  a  Moor"  by 
Emily  Dickinson,  "Little  Jesus" 
by  Frances  Thompson,  "The 
Windhover"  and  "God's  Gran- 
deur" by  Gerald  Manley  Hopkins, 
and  "Still  Falls  the  Rain"  by 
Edith  Sitwell. 

Thoughts  and  Questions 
for  Discussion 

1.  Is  it  really  better,  as  Browning 
says,  to  set  difficult  high  goals  and 
strive  towards  them  even  though  they 
may  not  be  fully  attained  than  to  set 
easy  low  goals  and  attain  them? 
Why? 

2.  Discuss  the  effectiveness  of 
the  short  lines  in  "A  Grammarian's 
Funeral." 

3.  How  successful  is  Browning  in 
"An  Epistle  of  Karshish"  in  taking 
you  back  two  thousand  years  to  the 
time  when  Jesus  walked  in  person 
on  the  earth,  unknown  and  unrecog- 
nized? 

4.  Why  does  Karshish  find  it  more 
difficult  and  more  wonderful  to  think 
of  God  as  a  Being  of  love  than  just 
a  Being  of  great  power? 

5.  Why  does  Karshish's  confusion 
about  the  true  nature  of  Christ's 
death  make  Browning's  poem  even 
more  realistic  than  if  Karshish  had 
all  the  details  correct? 


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SOCIAL  SCIENCE     Divine  Law  and  Church  Government 
The  Functioning  of  Church  Government 


Elder  Ariel  S.  Ballif 

Lesson  17  —  The  Function  of  Divine  Law  in  Family  Relations  — Continued 

For  Fourth  Meeting,  January  1965 

Objective:  To  show  that  the  most  effective  method  of  character 
building  is  primarily  a  result  of  wholesome  family  relations. 


ZiON  is  built  of  perfected  family 
circles. 

All  devices,  divine  and  human,  for 
man's  betterment,  to  be  effective,  must 
recognize  the  training  that  comes  out 
of  the  home  (John  A.  Widtsoe,  Priest- 
hood and  Church  Government,  page 
80). 

FAMILY:  A  SACRED  COMMISSION 

The  family  is  a  sacred  institu- 
tion ordained  of  God.  It  insures 
his  spirit  children  intimate,  stimu- 
lating, and  loving  environment  for 
their  development  during  the 
most  impressionable  period  of 
their  lives  on  earth. 

According  to  the  scriptures, 
marriage  was  intended  for  all  men 
and  women,  it  being  necessary  in 
order  for  them  to  fulfill  the  pur- 
pose of  their  creation.  "Neither  is 
the  man  without  the  woman, 
neither  the  woman  without  the 
man,  in  the  Lord"  (I  Cor.  11:11). 
And  in  Mark  10:7-9  we  read, 
'Tor  this  cause  [marriage]  shall 
a  man  leave  his  father  and  moth- 
er, and  cleave  to  his  wife;  And 
they  twain  shall  be  one 
flesh  .  .  ,  ."     In  the  instructions 


to  the  first  couple,  the  Creator 
made  clear  the  importance  of  chil- 
dren in  his  plan  (''multiply  and 
replenish  the  earth")  and  the  re- 
sponsibility of  parenthood  was  ac- 
cepted. "And  Adam  and  Eve 
blessed  the  name  of  God,  and  they 
made  all  things  known  unto  their 
sons  and  their  daughters"  (P  of 
GP,  Moses  5:12). 

Children  become  members  of 
the  Church  and  the  Church  is 
judged  by  the  way  the  members 
reflect  its  teachings.  The  kind  of 
member  the  child  becomes  de- 
pends largely  upon  the  family  en- 
vironment in  which  the  child 
develops  his  basic  attitudes  to- 
ward life  and  its  purpose.  The 
duty  and  obligation  of  parenthood 
is  to  teach  the  children  correct 
principles  and  to  set  the  proper 
example  before  them.  Thus  know- 
ing right  from  wrong,  it  is  the  re- 
sponsibility of  each  person  to 
make  his  own  decision. 

PEPt^FCTION   IN  FAMILY  LIVING 

With  our  accumulated  knowl- 
edge of  and  experience  in  family 
living,   together  with  the  divine 


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LESSON   DEPARTMENT 


guidance  and  counsel  we  have  re- 
ceived, and  with  the  possibiHty 
of  personal  revelation  to  the 
Priesthood  holder  for  the  welfare 
of  his  family,  we  should  be  pro- 
ducing family  units  that  are  near 
perfection.  According  to  this,  if 
our  families  are  functioning  as 
they  should,  it  would  be  possible 
for  us  to  eliminate  most  of  the 
social  ills  known  to  family  life. 
We  should  be  free  of  such  prob- 
lems as  crime,  delinquency,  di- 
vorce, desertion,  and  conflict  in 
general.  There  has  never  been 
more  help  available  for  the  fam- 
ily organization  than  there  is  to- 
day. 

What  do  the  results  show  in 
your  home,  in  your  ward  and 
stake?  Let  us  examine  our  own 
homes  first,  not  in  relation  to  the 
big  things  just  mentioned,  but  in 
relation  to  the  small  things  that 
may,  eventually,  lead  to  larger 
and  more  serious  problems.  With- 
in your  own  home  is  there  dishon- 
esty, deception,  or  a  lack  of  forth- 
rightness  in  the  dealings  among 
the  family  members?  To  what 
extent  is  selfishness  apparent  in 
the  family  interaction?  Does  the 
true  spirit  of  love  dominate  where 
the  personal  concern  for  other 
family  members  comes  before 
self?  Does  anger  dictate  your 
discipline  measures?  Is  there  un- 
bridled criticism  of  one  another? 

You  see,  these  things  and  many 
other  happenings  of  the  home  be- 
come a  part  of  the  child  that  goes 
forth  from  that  home,  and  all  the 
things  he  experiences  each  day 
become  a  part  of  him  for  the  mo- 
ment and  for  the  years  to  come. 
Let  each  one  check  carefully  the 
daily  family  experiences  and  eval- 
uate them  in  terms  of  the  best 
information    or    knowledge    and 


practice  available  to  him.  Are  we 
developing  young  men  and  young 
women  in  our  homes  who  will  be 
able  to  make  virtuous  decisions? 
Are  we  justifying  the  availability 
of  divine  guidance  and  counsel  in 
the  performance  of  our  duties  as 
parents? 

Divine  inspiration  is  as  avail- 
able to  the  Priesthood  bearer  in 
the  home  performing  his  duties  as 
the  leader  of  his  family,  as  it  is 
to  the  Priesthood  bearer  in  the 
operation  of  any  other  office  or 
calling  in  the  Church.  Because  of 
the  importance  of  the  family  in 
its  influence  on  the  children  as 
members  of  the  Church,  and  so- 
ciety in  general,  the  power  and 
influence  of  the  divine  is,  and 
always  has  been,  within  easy  ac- 
cess to  those  who  inquire  and  are 
worthy  to  receive  this  influence. 
It  is  living  the  gospel  that  brings 
the  blessings  of  heaven. 

OPERATION  OF  FAMILY  LIFE 
A  JOINT  PROJECT 

By  way  of  emphasis  may  we 
again  call  attention  to  the  fact 
that  the  man  is  not  without  the 
woman  in  the  sight  of  God,  and 
that  the  fulness  of  the  Priesthood 
is  possible  only  through  the  seal- 
ing ordinance  of  a  temple  mar- 
riage. In  such  a  marriage  "they 
twain  shall  be  one  flesh."  This 
being  the  case,  it  is  logical  to 
conclude  that  there  is  equal 
responsibility  for  the  success  of 
the  family  unit.  The  marriage  we 
speak  of  is  eternal,  and  the  total 
experience  of  this  life  has  a  direct 
bearing  on  the  nature  of  the 
eternal  relationship. 

DISTINCTIVE  CALLINGS 

In  the  operation  of  the  family 
unit  there  should  be  no  competi- 


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tion  between  husband  and  wife 
for  leadership.  They  have  dis- 
tinctive calHngs  and  unique  quaH- 
fications,  the  use  of  which  com- 
plement each  other  in  carrying 
out  the  duties  of  a  Latter-day 
Saint  home. 

In  making  a  living  the  father 
may  be  fully  responsible  for  the 
income  of  the  family,  but  the  fru- 
gality of  the  mother  and  her 
wisdom  in  expenditures  make 
possible  the  family  economic  well- 
being  on  the  income  of  the  fa- 
ther. 

Biologically,  the  father  and 
mother  make  distinctive  contribu- 
tions to  each  child,  but  the  nur- 
ture of  the  developing  but  unborn 
baby  produces  a  closeness  be- 
tween mother  and  child  that  a 
father  may  never  know.  Yet  in 
the  stability  and  security  the  fa- 
ther provides,  including  the 
counseling  and  guidance  of  the 
baby  to  maturity,  the  father  can 
and  should  supply  a  need  that  a 
mother  by  the  very  nature  of  her 
calling  may  never  produce. 

In  general,  the  father  brings 
the  family  in  touch  with  the  world 
outside  the  home,  preparing  each 
member  for  the  realities  of  the 
contacts  with  society,  while  the 
mother  creates  within  her  home 
a  clean,  wholesome  place  of  se- 
curity. Not  alone  through  pur- 
chasing power,  but  by  her  inven- 
tiveness and  creativeness  she 
fashions  a  home  that  has  a 
uniqueness  all  her  own.  Truly,  to 
her  children  there  is  no  place  like 
home.  But,  here,  as  in  other  sit  i- 
ations,  it  is  a  joint  venture  inas- 
much as  father  supplies  ;.he 
material  essentials  and  mother 
fashions  these  things  into  their 
home. 

The  sum  total  of  the  joint  ef- 


forts of  father  and  mother  in  the 
home  is  to  produce  an  environ- 
ment where  each  tiny  tot  can  find 
ample  stimulation  for  continual 
growth  and  development  in  body, 
mind,  and  spirit.  The  teachings, 
illustrated  by  the  living  examples 
of  all  members  of  the  family,  par- 
ticularly the  father  and  mother, 
provide  a  major  influence  in  shap- 
ing the  total  behavior  of  the  new 
baby.  The  real  test  of  character 
is  found  in  the  ability  of  the 
grown  child  to  make  decisions 
when  away  on  his  own  that  are 
in  harmony  with  the  values 
taught  in  his  home  training. 

What  values  do  you  want  the 
children  to  have?  How  sacred  are 
the  values  you  have  observed? 
Are  they  in  harmony  with  the  de- 
sign of  the  Creator?  Can  they 
produce  the  best  results  in  the 
life  of  your  child? 

WHAT  THE   HOME   SHOULD   DO 

In  considering  the  values  of 
The  Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of 
Latter-day  Saints,  and  in  recog- 
nizing that  values  remain  as  val- 
ues in  the  minds  of  people  only 
as  organized  effort  is  brought  to 
bear  on  teaching  and  applying 
these  values  to  life  situations,  it 
seems  that  the  following  are  some 
of  the  very  important  things  that 
the  home  must  do.  It  must  de- 
velop : 

1.  A  religious  atmosphere.  Re- 
ligion is  our  way  of  life.  In  it 
there  must  be  confidence  in  the 
reality  of  God  and  his  Son  Jesus 
Christ.  This  is  the  base  of  our 
belief.  With  the  help  of  the  Holy 
Ghost  every  child  eight  years  of 
age  can  have  this  witness.  (D&C 
68:25.) 

Prayer  is  the  medium  of  con- 
tact with  God.  The  home  experi- 


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ence  filled  with  humility  and  faith 
provides  an  atmosphere  condu- 
cive to  the  development  of  a 
favorable  attitude  toward  prayer. 
Each  child  should  petition  divine 
help  in  the  solution  of  daily  prob- 
lems. The  stimulation  of  associa- 
tion with  the  spiritual  side  of  life 
should  be  just  as  natural  and 
regular  as  physical  and  intellec- 
tual growth  and  development. 
Parents  have  the  obligation  to 
teach  and  train  their  children  in 
the  observance  of  family  prayer, 
in  the  payment  of  tithing,  the 
observance  of  the  Word  of  Wis- 
dom and  other  fundamental  vir- 
tues. 

2.  Respect  for  law  and  order. 
Free  agency  is  the  right  of  intel- 
ligent choice,  the  right  of  decision. 
Freedom  means  the  privilege  to 
act  within  the  prescribed  limits  of 
society.  In  its  true  meaning 
freedom  does  not  allow  one  per- 
son's freedom  to  infringe  upon  the 
rights  or  freedom  of  another  per- 
son. 

Knowing  the  law  and  living 
within  the  limits  set,  is  the  es- 
sence of  freedom.  The  first  con- 
tact with  law  and  order  comes  in 
the  family  situation.  Rules  of 
conduct  clearly  defined  and  ad- 
ministered with  wisdom  in  the 
home  develop  within  each  child 
his  attitude  toward  law  and  order 
in  his  community,  nation,  and  the 
kingdom  of  God. 

A  t-OHh/iULk  FOR  SUCCESS 

The  home  experience  can  develop 
within  the  child  an  attitude,  eith- 
er positive  or  negative,  toward 
every  venture  in  life.  From  the 
positive  point  of  view  much  can 
be  done  here  to  establish  a  proper 
evaluation  of  self.  With  thought- 
ful guidance,   confidence  can  be 


developed  in  the  child's  ability  to 
solve  his  own  problems  and  make 
his  own  decisions.  The  following 
points  may  be  helpful  in  building 
confidence  that  may  result  in  a 
successful  hfe:  (1)  Help  the  child 
to  understand  the  true  meaning 
of  discipline,  to  give  proper  recog- 
nition to  authority,  and  to  recog- 
nize the  place  and  importance  of 
obedience  and  conformity.  (2) 
Make  sure  that  the  child  knows 
the  meaning  and  value  of  work. 
There  is  no  substitute  for  hard 
work  in  any  success  formula.  Of 
equal  value  in  this  formula  is  a 
recognition  of  the  importance  of 
organization  of  one's  time,  and 
the  recognition  of  one's  ability  in 
relation  to  effort  put  forth.  (3) 
Create  in  the  child  a  never-end- 
ing thirst  for  knowledge,  together 
with  a  systematic  and  related 
arrangement  of  facts  toward  one's 
objective.  (4)  Help  the  child 
develop  an  enthusiasm  for  life, 
his  work,  and  for  his  religious 
convictions.  (5)  Above  all,  de- 
velop within  the  child  humility 
with  a  respect  for  and  an  appre- 
ciation of  God  in  his  life. 

UMM>5 

In  brief,  a  child  is  a  product  of 
his  home  life  more  than  of  any 
other  single  influence.  The  devel- 
opment of  character  comes  from 
the  performance  of  daily  tasks  in 
light  of  the  values  that  provide 
the  basis  of  one's  philosophy  of 
life.  The  most  important  single 
thing  parents  do  in  the  process  of 
training  children  is  living  the  ex- 
ample that  harmonizes  with  the 
values  being  taught. 

HOUGHTS    FOR    DISCUSSION 

1.  What  evidence  can  be  found  in 
modern  scripture  that  marriage  is  or- 
dained of  God? 


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2.  Are   parents   equally   responsible      REFERENCES 

for  the  success  of  their  family?  Doctrine    and    Covenants,    Sections 

3.  Does  the  Priesthood  in  the  home       68,  121,  131,  132. 

increase    the    parental    responsibility?  Widtsoe,   John  A.:    Priesthood  and 

Explain.  Church  Government,  Chapters  7,  8,  9. 

4.  What  is  the  real  test  of  character?  Widtsoe,    John    A:     Discourses    of 

5.  How   important   is   the   home   in      Brigham  Young,  Chapter  XVII. 
the  development  of  citizenship? 

6.  What  are  the  essentials  of  a  suc- 
cess formula? 


Pomt  of  View  Is  Important 


Leona  Feizer  Wintch 


Work  to  Overcome  Weariness 

WHEN  we  are  tired,  it  is  often  because  we  are  tired  oi  something,  not  bom  the 
work  we  are  doing.  Disorder  and  confusion  always  bring  frustrations  and  fatigue. 
The  core  of  weariness  might  even  stem  from  boredom.  These  doldrums  are  usually 
self-inflicted.  The  world  is  full  of  exciting,  creative  things  to  do,  if  we  will  only  look 
up  and  forward. 

Each  one  must  map  out  his  own  solution  to  overcome  the  tendency  to  fatigue 
by  working  systematically.  We  can  all  profit  by  routinizing  many  household  tasks  so 
that  they  are  mechanically  performed;  some  of  these  are  immediate  clearing  of  dishes, 
routine  morning  bedmaking  and  brushing  up  of  rooms.  Energies  can  then  be  reserved 
for  more  meaningful  and  enjoyable  activities,  such  as  learning  a  new  skill  or  helping  the 
children  read. 

Being  well-organized,  mechanizing  routine  tasks,  taking  short,  but  more  frequent 
vacations,  and  finding  new,  creative  work  will  give  the  mother  of  the  home  a  more 
happy,  healthful  outlook  which  will  be  reflected  in  everyone  around  her.  Best  of  all, 
she  will  be  able  to  accomplish  more  and  be  less  tired. 


The  Forward  Look 

T^HE  flesh  pots  of  yesterday  were  dearer  to  Lot's  wife  than  the  beauty  of  today  or  the 
■■•  adventure  of  tomorrow.  For  all  of  us,  looking  at  the  past  should  be  a  sometime 
thing;  the  past  should  never  become  a  dwelling  place.  It  is  well  to  keep  distant  goals 
in  view  to  give  us  the  vision  without  which  we  perish,  but  the  duty  of  this  day,  this 
hour,  and  even  this  moment  is  our  only  true  concern. 

This  moment,  this  hour,  and  even  this  day  can  bristle  with  glad  excitement  if  we 
listen  for  the  magic  in  a  loved  one's  voice,  or  see  the  pink  and  purple  in  the  desert  sage. 
The  well  of  living  water  at  which  we  drink  is  not  yesterday's  stagnant  pool,  nor  tomor- 
row's anticipation.  It  is  today's  sweet  flow  that  quenches  human  thirst.  If  we  sing 
with  our  hearts,  no  rankling  ashes  of  regret  can  chain  us  to  Lot's  wife  and  her  pillar 
of  salt. 


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Gleanings  for  thaHarvest  Season 


Celia  Luce 


(Q) 


Reflections 


I  look  into  a  pool  and  see  my  friend's  face  reflected  there.     But  the  image  is 
distorted,  and  a  passing  breeze  ruffling  the  water  may  blur  it  completly. 
What  1  can  see  of  others  is  like  the  reflection,  distorted.     I  cannot  tell  another's 
innermost  thoughts  and  feelings.     I  cannot  tell  what  he  really  is   like.     Words  and 
actions  are  not  plain  enough. 

Since  this  is  so,  how  can  I  judge  another?     I  must  leave  judgment  up  to  God. 
God  has  told  me  to  deal  in  forgiveness  and  love,  not  judgment. 


Myself 

T^HERE  is  only  one  person  that  I  must  continue  to  live  with  all  my  life;  only  one 
*-       person  I  can  never  run  away  from.    That  person  is  myself. 

Since  that  is  so,  I  had  better  make  myself  into  the  kind  of  person  I  will  enjoy. 
I  had  better  improve  myself  every  day,  for  the  better  I  behave,  the  easier  I  will  live 
with  myself.    I  had  better  practice  the  habit  of  looking  at  life  with  a  smile,  not  a  frown. 

I  am  the  only  person  I  have  to  live  with  all  my  life.  But  the  kind  of  person  I 
am  will  influence  the  kind  of  friends  I  draw  to  myself.  So,  improving  myself  will  im- 
prove my  chances  of  having  wonderful  persons  as  friends. 


Lacquer  Boxes 

/^RAFTSMEN  of  the  Orient  have  skill  in  taking  a  plain  box  of  little  worth  and 
^-^  giving  it  coat  after  coat  of  lacquer.  In  the  end  the  box  is  more  lacquer  than  the 
original  material,  and  becomes  a  thing  of  great  beauty  and  high  price. 

My  habits  are  constantly  adding  coat  after  coat  to  my  character.  Am  I  using  skill 
in  applying  the  good  and  rejecting  the  bad?  Beauty  of  character  is  something  we  all 
desire,  along  with  the  peace  and  joy  that  accompany  it.  I  should  like  to  be  a  person 
of  worth  to  God. 


Seek  for  Healing 

T  OVE  is  the  most  effective  revenge  that  was  ever  invented,  for  it  heals  breaches, 
^-^     instead  of  deepening  them. 

I  strike  out  in  anger.  If  the  other  person  strikes  back,  I  seem  justified,  for,  see, 
he  has  hit  me  again.    The  fight  continues. 

If  the  person  meets  me  with  calm  understanding,  I  am  put  in  my  place  as  an 
infant  who  is  ruled  by  anger,  not  reason.  There  is  no  satisfaction  for  me  in  that. 
There  is  only  shame.    I  must  mend  my  ways  or  be  thought  a  baby. 

The  person  who  uses  true  love  and  understanding  is  never  seeking  revenge.  He  is 
seeking  healing,  not  hate. 


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Sound  of  Storm  and  Praise 


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The  sky  flaked  into  wings 

And  cried  through  gulls'  feathers. 

In  me,  sound  of  storm  and  praise 

For  all  this  orange,  gold,  silver,  and  ochre 

Flaming  and  framing  the  winter  weathers, 

As  if  something  over  the  clouds  must  out. 

Must  be  glorious  and  golden  despite 

Dull  and  drab  of  quick  done  afternoons. 

The  sun's  galleon  fought  horizon, 

But  fell  at  last  over  the  sea  edge,  light 

Streaked  up  with  her  passing  to  torch  clouds, 

To  touch  all  hungers  in  me  so  they  stood 

Up,  tongues  trying  to  taste  light  dnd  sea 

And  the  furious  burning  of  hours. 

A  ship  gathered  grays  and  like  wood 

Dared  the  still  smoldering  path. 

I  ran  before  night  could  smother 

Splendor  with  chill  and  dark. 

But  on  a  hilltop  was  halted  in  flight 

To  be  burned  again,  be  seared  by  other 

Widenesses,  oh,  small  of  me,  littleness,  flit, 

Ephemeral  speck  of  me  in  creation. 

How  Shalt  thou  my  King  hear  me  .  .  .  calling 

Above  this  vast  evening's  falling. 


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Australia 

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member  of  the  Church  began  reading 
it  and  now  he  loves  the  Magazine,  also. 
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there  were  sending  me  a  Relief  Society 
Magazine  each  month.  They  began  in 
January,  and  with  each  new  Magazine 
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investigator.  In  our  proselyting  activi- 
ties, many  people  have  been  interested 
through  this  inspiring  ladies'  Magazine. 
Elder  Alan  Rich  Crane 
New  Zealand  Mission 

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myself  anxiously  awaiting  its  arrival 
each  month.  The  stories  and  poems 
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sometime. 

Mrs.  Linda  Joan  Simons 
Spring   Lake,    North   Carolina 


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Volume  51      November  1964      Number  11 

Editor     Marianne  C.  Sharp 
Associate  Editor     Vesta  P.  Crawford 
General  Manager     Belle  S.  Spafford 

Special  Features 

804  Home,   the   Child  Training    Center       Belle  S.  Spafford 

810  "Take  My  Yoke  Upon  You"       Marianne  C.  Sharp 

813  Happiness       Louise  W.  Madsen 

815  Report    and    Official    Instructions       Belle  S.  Spafford 

Fiction 

823     Our  Roots  Go  Deep       Frances  C.  Yost 

840     The  Turn  of  the  Wheel  —  Chapter  2       Mabel  Harmer 

Generai  Features 

802     From  Near  and  Far 

826     Editorial:    Gratitude       Marianne  C.  Sharp 

828  Notes  to  the  Field: 

Relief  Society  Lessons  on  Talking  Book  Records  Again  Available  for  the  Sightless 
Picture  Kits  for  Theology  Lessons  Available 

829  Woman's   Sphere       Ramona   W.   Cannon 

847     Notes  From  the  Field:   Relief  Society  Activities 
880     Birthday  Congratulations 

Tlie  Home  -  inside  and  Out 

831  Special  Rolls  for  Christmas       Melba  Christensen 

834  A  Welcome  Christmas  Gift       Vilate  R.  McAllister 

836  Colorful  Felt  Pictures       June  F.  Krambule 

838  "Little  .  .  .  Acts  of  Kindness  and  of  Love"       Elsie  C.  Carroll 

839  Crocheting  Is  a  Fine  Art  for  Callie  Haggard 

Lessons  for  February 

855     Theology  —  The  Revelation  on  Priesthood       Roy  W.  Doxey 

861     Visiting  Teacher  Message  —  "Watch,  for  the  Adversary  Spreadeth  His  Dominions" 

Christine  H.  Robinson 
863     Work  Meeting  —  Teaching  the  Gospel  in  the  Home  —  Introduction 

Alberta  H.  Christensen 
867     Literature  —  Exploring  Right  and  Wrong  Attitudes  Through  Literature  —  Part  I 

Robert  K.  Thomas 
871      Social  Science  —   Priesthood   Function  and  the  Community       Ariel  S.  Ballif 

Poetry 

801      Sound  of  Storm  and  Praise  —  Frontispiece       Margery  S.  Stewart 

Snow  to  Snow,  by  Eva  Willes  Wangsgaard,  809;  Signature  of  Faith,  by  Enola  Chamberlin, 
812;  Grace  for  God's  Bounty,  by  Ethel  Jacobson,  830;  Time,  by  Evelyn  Fjeldsted,  846; 
Undefeated,  by  Ruth  H.  Chadwick,  866;  Our  Garden  Gate,  by  Rowena  Jensen  Bills,  875;  First 
Grand  Addition,  by  Leora  Larsen,  876;  Hold  Back  This  Autumn,  by  Linnie  F.  Robinson,  876; 
Brief  Hour,  by  Dorothy  J.  Roberts,  876;  Another  Season,  by  Christie  Lund  Coles,  878;  De- 
sign, by  Vesta  N.   Fairbairn,  879. 


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HOME 

The  Child 
Training  Center 

President  Belle  S.  Spafford 

[Address  Delivered  at  the  General 

Session  of  the  Relief  Society  Annual 

^  General  Conference,  September  30,  1964] 


"The  wisdom  of  the  ages"  is  a 
phrase  frequently  used,  implying 
that  the  experiences  of  eons  of 
time  have  proved  certain  state- 
ments to  be  true  and  certain 
courses  of  action  to  be  judicious, 
prudent,  sensible,  and  good.  In 
the  history  of  the  world,  perhaps 
none  other,  save  the  Master  him- 
self, is  so  well  known  for  his  wis- 
dom as  is  King  Solomon  who 
reigned  over  ancient  Israel.  Scrip- 
ture records  that  in  Gibeon  the 
Lord  appeared  in  a  dream  by 
night  to  Solomon  who  had  suc- 
ceeded King  David  as  ruler  of 
Israel,  and  God  said,  "Ask  what 
I  shall  give  thee?"  and  Solomon 
replied: 

Give  thy  servant  therefore  an  un- 
derstanding heart  to  judge  thy  people, 
that  I  may  discern  between  good  and 
bad.  .  .  .  And  the  speech  pleased  the 
Lord  that  Solomon  had  asked  this 
thing.  And  God  said  unto  him.  Be- 
cause thou  hast  asked  this  thing  and 
hast  not  asked  for  thyself  long  life; 
neither  hast  asked  riches  for  thyself, 
nor  hast  asked  the  life  of  thine  ene- 
mies; but  has  asked  for  thyself  under- 


standing to  discern  judgment;  Behold 
I  have  done  according  to  thy  word: 
lo,  I  have  given  thee  a  wise  and  an 
understanding  heart;  so  that  there 
hath  been  none  like  thee  before  thee, 
neither  after  thee  shall  any  arise  like 
unto  thee  (I  Kings  3:5,  9-12). 

The  importance  of  an  under- 
standing heart  for  those  who 
would  govern  others,  and  the  wise 
sayings  of  King  Solomon  consti- 
tute an  important  part  of  the 
wisdom  of  the  ages.  Among  the 
wisdom  words  of  Solomon  worthy 
of  contemplation  by  mothers  of 
the  Church  today  are  these: 
"Train  up  a  child  in  the  way  he 
should  go:  and  when  he  is  old,  he 
will  not  depart  from  it"  (Prov- 
erbs 22:6). 

Today  social  life  has  be- 
come complex  and  social  ills  pro- 
nounced. Mothers  sometimes 
wonder  if  indeed  it  is  possible  to 
rear  the  child  so  as  to  assure  the 
righteousness  of  the  man  of  ma- 
turity. 

Ever  before  us  are  unsettling, 
even  frightening  reports  and  ac- 


804 


HOME— THE   CHILD  TRAINING  CENTER 


counts  of  temptations  and  exist- 
ing evils  which  beset  the  paths  of 
boys  and  girls.  All  too  many 
children  are  being  caught  in  the 
web  of  destruction. 

In  view  of  existing  conditions, 
social  studies  and  the  develop- 
ment of  social  welfare  programs 
are  rapidly  increasing,  with  em- 
phasis being  placed  on  remedial 
measures  and  social  case  work 
techniques  to  deal  effectively  with 
problems.  The  remedial  meas- 
ures must  be  administered,  in 
large  measure,  by  social  welfare 
institutions.  Valuable  as  these 
may  be  in  the  treatment  process 
when  a  child  has  fallen  by  the 
wayside,  is  not  the  better  ap- 
proach the  preventive  measure 
through  early  training  in  the 
home  by  wise  and  righteous  par- 
ents? 

Church  leaders  have  long 
taught  us  that  the  character  of 
our  homes  and  the  teaching  we 
give  our  little  ones  play  a  de- 
termining role  in  the  character 
and  behavior  of  the  adolescent 
child  and,  later,  in  the  life  of  the 
child  grown  to  manhood  or 
womanhood.  From  time  to  time 
we  hear  an  echo  of  this  from 
those  whom  the  world  regards  as 
authorities.  In  the  Deseret  News 
of  August  19  there  appeared  a 
report  of  a  paper  presented  at 
the  First  International  Congress 
of  Social  Psychiatry  in  which  Dr. 
Eleanor  Glueck  of  Harvard  Law 
School,  an  eminent  criminologist, 
said  the  mother  plays  a  deter- 
mining role  in  whether  a  child  is 
to  become  a  delinquent  and  later, 
perhaps,  a  criminal.  Dr.  Glueck 
declared  the  three  vital  factors 
which  determine  the  mother's  in- 
fluence on  the  child  are  the 
amount  of  supervision  given,  the 


amount  of  discipline  she  is  able 
to  infuse,  and  the  amount  of  co- 
hesion she  is  able  to  bring  into 
existence  in  the  family. 

The  Church  gives  us  the  broad- 
er view,  the  greater  concept  of 
our  responsibility  to  our  children. 
It  gives  to  us  first  an  understand- 
ing of  what  was  meant  by  Solo- 
mon when  he  said,  "Train  up  a 
child  in  the  way  he  should  go." 
The  "way  he  should  go"  is  made 
unmistakably  clear.  The  Church 
further  gives  us  specific  counsel 
as  to  how  to  guide  him  along  the 
way  through  our  day-by-day 
home  teachings;  then  it  under- 
girds  us  with  marvelous  Priest- 
hood quorum  and  auxiliary  pro- 
grams. 

While,  through  unfortunate 
circumstances  or  perhaps  unju- 
dicious  action  on  the  part  of 
parents,  a  child  may  fail  to  re- 
ceive the  firm  and  wise  direction 
required  to  avoid  the  pitfalls  of 
life,  I  believe  our  Church  has  a 
vast  majority  of  competent,  suc- 
cessful mothers,  and  our  young 
people,  generally  speaking,  merit 
our  confidence.  At  times,  even 
one  who  strays  from  sound  pa- 
rental teachings  returns  in  later 
life  repentant  because  of  those 
teachings.  Only  recently  a  son 
who  had  been  carefully  taught  by 
righteous  parents,  now  eighty- 
four  years  of  age,  told  me  a  fasci- 
nating story  of  his  repentance. 
Said  he,  "During  the  days  of  my 
recalcitrant  youth  and  young 
manhood,  my  parental  teachings 
remained  with  me  as  a  restrain- 
ing influence  and  held  the  line  to 
some  extent.  I  could  never  en- 
tirely rid  myself  of  them,  and, 
finally,  they  led  me  back  to  right 
living  and  happiness." 


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NOVEMBER   1964 


It  seems  human  nature  to  talk 
much  of  the  one  who  goes  astray 
and  call  little  attention  to  the 
countless  numbers  who  follow  the 
path  of  right. 

President  McKay  referred  to 
this  and,  at  the  same  time,  ex- 
pressed his  confidence  in  the 
youth  of  the  Church  as  follows: 

So  while  we  solicitously  call  atten- 
tion to  the  tragedies  in  the  stream  of 
human  life,  let  us  not  be  unmindful 
of  the  much  greater  group  who  move 
steadily  and  successfully  along,  avoid- 
ing the  sandbars  and  rapids  of  sinful 
indulgence  and  spiritual  decay,  whose 
noble  lives  confirm  and  increase  con- 
fidence in  the  growing  generation.  As 
we  seek  the  lost  sheep,  let  us  be  ap- 
preciative of  the  "ninety  and  nine" 
that  are  safe  in  the  fold.  {Mother- 
hood —  A  Partnership  With  God, 
compiled  by  Harold  Lundstrom,  pp. 
4-5). 

I  recall  attending  a  dinner  not 
long  ago  with  a  group  of  non- 
Latter-day  Saint  women  who 
were  active  in  civic  and  social 
welfare  programs.  Considerable 
concern  over  the  growing  anti- 
social behavior  of  youth  was  ex- 
pressed. The  group  seemed  in 
general  agreement  as  to  the  need 
to  strengthen  the  American  home 
as  a  means  of  improving  condi- 
tions. At  length  a  woman  seated 
next  to  me  directed  two  pertinent 
questions  to  me.  She  inquired, 
(1)  *'Do  you  have  any  juvenile 
delinquency  among  the  youth  of 
your  Church,  and  if  so,  do  you 
have  any  statistics  comparing  the 
percentage  of  delinquents  among 
you  with  the  national  percent- 
age?" (2)  "Also,  you  have  ex- 
tremely high  standards  of  home 
and  family  life,  as  well  as  a  rigid 
set  of  behavior  disciplines.  How 
effective  are  these  as  controls  in 
the  lives  of  your  young  people?" 


I  had  no  figures  I  could  give 
her.  I  could  not  in  honesty  say 
we  had  no  delinquency,  but  I  felt 
confident  in  saying  our  standards 
and  teachings  brought  forth  good 
fruit.  Without  hesitancy  I  said 
I  felt  they  produced  an  abundant 
harvest  of  upright,  law-abiding 
men  and  women. 

I  was  mindful  of  the  more  than 
11,000  young  missionaries  now 
serving  the  Lord  in  the  mission 
field;  I  thought  of  the  tens  of 
thousands  in  years  past  who  have 
done  so.  There  came  to  my  mind 
an  impressive  sight  I  had  just 
witnessed  of  thousands  of  young 
men  and  women  crowding  into 
the  Tabernacle  for  the  Mutual 
Improvement  Association  confer- 
ence —  chosen  to  be  leaders  be- 
cause of  their  worthiness  in  this 
marvelous  youth  program.  I 
thought  of  the  many  young  men 
who  are  in  bishoprics  and  stake 
presidencies;  I  thought  of  one 
young  man,  the  excellence  of 
whose  home  training  I  knew  so 
well,  recently  being  chosen  of  the 
Lord  through  his  prophet  to  be 
an  apostle  —  a  witness  for  Christ 
to  the  world.  I  thought  of  others 
similarly  taught  and  similarly 
called  who  are  today  a  power  for 
righteousness  among  the  nations 
of  the  earth.  I  thought  of  the 
endless  number  of  intelligent 
young  women  of  faith  and  testi- 
mony presiding  over  Relief  So- 
cieties throughout  the  Church.  A 
visit  to  a  campus  branch  Relief 
Society  is  a  heartening  and  in- 
spiring experience. 

Yes,  I  thought  of  a  conversa- 
tion I  had  had  in  one  of  the  large 
eastern  cities  with  a  little  twelve- 
year-old  scout  who  had  been 
carefully  trained  by  a  righteous 
and  beautiful   mother  who   had 


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just  passed  away.  The  boy  had 
been  on  a  week-end  Scout  out- 
ing. With  face  aglow,  he  told  me 
the  group  to  which  he  belonged 
had  been  singled  out  by  a 
national  leader  for  special  recog- 
nition and  privilege.  The  national 
leader  had  said  "How  is  it  that 
so  many  fine  boys  belong  to  this 
one  group?"  With  certainty  that 
he  knew  the  answer,  the  child 
had  said  to  me,  "We  were  all 
Mormons." 

A  seemingly  endless  chain  of 
evidence  of  the  fruitfulness  of 
Church  teachings,  inculcated  in 
children,  in  large  measure,  by 
righteous  parents  in  the  home 
passed  in  review  before  my  mind. 
I  felt  the  effectiveness  of  our 
standards  and  discipline  is  best 
measured  as  directed  by  the  Lord 
and  recorded  by  St.  Matthew: 
"Wherefore,  by  their  fruits  ye 
shall  know  them"  (Matthew: 
7:20). 

VS^HAT  I  like  to  regard  as  a  great 
body  of  scripture — words  spoken 
by  the  Lord  and  by  our  latter-day 
prophets  through  inspiration  of 
the  Lord  and  recorded  for  our 
study  and  use — fortify  us  in  our 
struggle  to  train  our  children  in 
the  way  they  should  go.  May  I 
present  a  brief  sampling  of  these: 
The  admonition  of  the  Lord  re- 
corded in  the  Doctrine  and  Cove- 
nants 68:25-28,  is  sufficiently 
familiar  to  most  of  us  that  I  iee\ 
it  is  not  necessary  to  read  it.  For 
those  unfamiliar  with  this  scrip- 
ture, I  commend  it  to  you  as  good 
reading. 

Latter-day  Saints  have  always 
been  taught  that  marriage  was 
divinely  instituted  and  that  tem- 
ple marriage  is  the  sure  founda- 
tion upon  which  to  build  a  good 


and  an  eternal  home.  The  Proph- 
et Joseph  Smith  declared  that 
"marriage  was  an  institution  of 
heaven,  instituted  in  the  garden 
of  Eden;  that  it  was  necessary 
that  it  should  be  solemnized  by 
the  authority  of  the  everlasting 
Priesthood"  {Joseph  Smith's 
Teachings,  1912  ed.,  page  103). 

President  McKay  made  this 
fervent  plea: 

Oh  may  our  youth  throughout  the 
land  realize  that  they  have  within 
their  grasp  the  possibility  of  that  form 
of  marriage  which  will  contribute 
more  to  their  happiness  in  this  world 
and  their  eternal  union  and  happi- 
ness in  the  world  to  come  than  can 
be  obtained  anywhere  else  in  the 
world  (Motherhood  —  A  Partnership 
With  God,  page  119). 

President  J.  Reuben  Clark  re- 
minded us  of  the  fundamental 
and  eternal  relationships  of  the 
family  as  follows: 

The  family,  looked  at  broadly,  is  as 
nearly  basic  to  the  principles  and 
plan  of  the  Restored  Gospel  as  any 
principle  of  which  I  know.  We  have 
a  Heavenly  Father  and  Mother,  the 
eternal  parents  of  the  spirits  of  us 
who  are  here.  And  those  spirits  were 
created  that  they  might  come  to  this 
earth  and  receive  mortal  tabernacles 
so  that  in  the  due  time  of  the  Lord 
we  may  lay  away  the  mortal  taber- 
nacle: then  in  due  time  we  shall  re- 
sume it,  and  become  the  perfect  soul, 
the  body  and  the  spirit  reunit(Hl.  .  .  . 
The  family  relationship  is  funda- 
mental, because  without  it  we  cannot 
reach  out  to  the  destiny  which  our 
Heavenly  Father  has  provided  for  us" 
(Ibid.,   pp.    10-11>. 

President  Joseph  Fielding 
Smith  sets  forth  our  duty  in  rear- 
ing our  children: 

It  is  the  duty  of  parents  to  teach 
children  the  saving  principles  of  the 
Gospel   of   Jesus   Christ   so   that   they 


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will  know  why  they  are  to  be  bap- 
tized and  that  they  may  be  impressed 
in  their  hearts  with  a  desire  to  con- 
tinue to  keep  the  commandments  of 
God  after  they  are  baptized,  that  they 
may  come  back  into  his  presence 
{Ibid.,  page  148). 

Discipline  is  embodied  in  the 
gospel  of  Christ.  It  is  funda- 
mental to  good  child  rearing,  but 
must  be  wisely  exercised. 

Brigham  Young  early  taught 
Latter-day  Saint  parents  wise 
principles  of  child  government: 
"Bring  up  your  children  in  love," 
said  President  Young,  "...  study 
their  dispositions  and  their  tem- 
peraments, and  deal  with  them 
accordingly,  never  allowing  your- 
self to  correct  them  in  the  heat 
of  passion"  {Ibid.,  page  23). 

Elder  Orson  Pratt  enlarges,  as 
follows,  upon  this  counsel,  which 
unfortunately  is  still  needed 
among  us  in  some  instances: 

Do  not  correct  your  children  in 
anger.  Be  deliberate  and  calm  in  your 
counsels  and  reproofs,  but  at  the  same 
time  use  earnestness  and  decision.  .  .  . 
Do  not  find  fault  with  every  trifling 
error  you  may  see,  for  this  will  dis- 
courage your  family,  and  they  will 
begin  to  think  it  is  impossible  to 
please  you;  and  after  a  while  they 
will  become  indififerent  as  to  whether 
they  please  you  or  not.  .  .  .  Do  not 
be  so  stern  in  your  family  government 
as  to  render  yourself  an  object  of 
fear  and  dread  (Ibid.,  page  29). 

Elder  Harold  B.  Lee  empha- 
sizes the  need  for  the  spiritual 
touch:  "The  maintenance  of 
spiritual  contacts,  the  exercise 
of  family  prayers,  the  constant 
attention  to  Church  duties,  have 
all  been  some  of  the  things  that 
have  helped  these  [our  L.D.S.] 
homes  to  be  successful"  (Ibid., 
page  159). 

The  Church  has  always  taught 


us  the  importance  of  learning, 
and  since  pioneer  days  has  pro- 
vided schools.  Parents  have  been 
urged  to  encourage  their  children 
to  seek  education.  This  seems 
particularly  important  in  today's 
competitive  world. 

President  John  Taylor  spoke  of 
the  need  to  educate  our  children, 
to  afford  them  opportunities  for 
instruction  and  learning,  as  fol- 
lows: 

We  do  not  want  a  posterity  to  grow 
up  that  will  be  ignorant  .  .  .  but  one 
that  will  be  intelligent  and  wise,  pos- 
sessing literary  and  scientific  attain- 
ments, and  a  knowledge  of  everything 
that  is  good,  praiseworthy,  intellectu- 
al and  beneficial  to  the  world  .  .  , 
(Ibid.,  page  26). 

It  is  noteworthy  that  today, 
when  individual  liberty  is  threat- 
ened in  so  many  ways.  President 
McKay  places  upon  the  home  re- 
sponsibility for  teaching  this 
divine  principle.  Says  President 
McKay: 

The  home  is  the  best  place  in  the 
world  to  teach  the  highest  ideal  in  the 
social  and  political  life  of  man;  name- 
ly, perfect  liberty  of  action  so  long  as 
you  do  not  trespass  upon  the  rights 
and  privileges  of  another  (Ibid., 
page  6) . 

A  host  of  our  leaders  have  giv- 
en the  same  counsel  as  to  the 
most  effective  means  of  teaching 
our  children.  Elder  Howard 
Hunter  puts  it  in  these  words: 
"We  should  be  good  examples  to 
our  children,  for  the  greatest 
teaching  is  done  by  way  of  ex- 
ample .  .  .  This  is  the  great  chal- 
lenge of  parenthood"  (Ibid., 
page  51). 

Latter-day  Saints  have  often 
referred  to  themselves  as  a  pe- 
culiar people,  accepting  the  defi- 
nition of  peculiar  not  as   queer 


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but  as  distinctive.     Elder  Rich- 
ard L.  Evans  declared: 

The  word  peculiar  is  not  peculiar 
to  us;  it  is  peculiar  to  scripture.  It  is 
a  word  by  which  the  Lord  describes 
a  generation  that  he  will  have,  pe- 
culiar in  purity,  in  honor,  in  righteous- 
ness as  indicated  in  both  Old  and  New 
Testament  texts   (Ibid.,  page  45). 

In  our  homemaking  and  child 
rearing,  then,  as  in  other  things, 
we  must  be  a  peculiar  people.  In 
a  day  when  views  and  patterns 
with  regard  to  homemaking  and 
the  role  of  woman  are  marked  by 
change  from  that  which  has  been 
traditional,  we  do  not  follow  that 
which  is  heralded  as  modem  and 
progressive  and  which  is  popular- 
ly acclaimed  as  being  new  and 
exciting,  only  save  as  it  squares 
with  the  teachings  of  the  Church. 
It  is  true  that  in  today's  world  it 
requires  eternal  vigilance  to  keep 
children  in  the  path  of  virtue 
and  truth.  But  we  may  take 
comfort  in  the  fact  that  this  is 
not  only  possible  but  a  general 
accomplishment  among  Latter- 
day   Saints   who   adhere   to   the 


teachings  of  the  Church,  as  is  at- 
tested by  the  thousands  of  fine 
boys  and  girls  among  us. 

I  commend  our  Relief  Society 
mothers.  I  am  particularly  grate- 
ful for  the  lives  of  our  young 
mothers,  many  of  whom  have  a 
number  of  young  children.  Their 
courage,  their  love  of  truth,  their 
desire  to  know  and  to  follow 
counsel,  their  faithful  Church  at- 
tendance bid  well  for  the  next 
generation.  It  is  an  inspiration  to 
see  them  gather  for  their  Relief 
Society  meetings,  with  their  little 
ones  clustered  about  them  seek- 
ing to  learn  the  way  they  should 

go. 

May  the  Lord  ever  bless  our 
mothers  with  understanding 
hearts  and  the  wisdom  to  train 
their  children  in  the  way  they 
should  go  so  that  when  they  are 
old  they  will  not  depart  from  it. 
May  their  fears  with  regard  to 
rearing  their  children  in  today's 
changing  and  troubled  world  be 
supplanted  by  the  peace  of  heart 
which  comes  through  adherence 
to  Church  counsel,  I  sincerely 
pray. 


Snow  to  Snow 

Eva  Willes  Wangsgaard 

Spring  buds  opened  bright  and  brief. 
Petals  fell  for  summer's  sake. 
Autumn  thinned  out  leaf  by  leaf. 
Winter's  falling  flake  by  flake. 
Gold  to  green  to  gold  again 
Buried  on  the  crystal  plain. 


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"Take  My 
Yoke  Upon  You' 


Counselor  Marianne  C.  Sharp 


[Address  Delivered  at  the  General 

Session  of  the  Relief  Society  Annual 

General  Conference,  September  30,  1964] 


As  I  was  reading  in  Matthew  re- 
cently, I  was  impressed  by  some 
verses  which  I  feel  sure  most  of 
us  could  repeat  from  memory: 

Come  unto  me,  all  ye  that  labour 
and  are  heavy  laden,  and  I  will  give 
you  rest. 

Take  my  yoke  upon  you,  and  learn 
of  me;  for  I  am  meek,  and  lowly  in 
heart:  and  ye  shall  find  rest  unto  your 
souls. 

For  my  yoke  is  easy,  and  my  bur- 
den is  light. 

As  I  read  this  comforting  invi- 
tation I  wonderedj  what  is  the 
yoke  of  the  Savior  for  me,  a  Lat- 
ter-day Saint  woman,  which  we 
all  should  take  upon  us;  and  what 
makes  the  burden  light? 

As  I  thought  of  the  yoke  of  the 
Savior,.  I  decided  that  for  a  mar- 
ried womtm- it  wewid^  first  af  aH, 
be  striving  for  perfection  as  a  wHe 
and  mother.  No  woman  can  find 
rest  in  her  soul  if  she  is  not  daily 
seeking  to  become  better  in  these 
two  most  important  responsibili- 
ties. The  burdens  of  life  are  ever 
pressing  upon  us,  and  if  we  do  not 
keep  our  eyes  single  to  these  two 
fundamental  duties,  our  souls  are 


without  rest,  unrighteous  burdens 
crush  out  the  joy,  and  leave  bore- 
dom, frustrations,  and  unhappi- 
ness  in  its  place. 

To  be  a  joyful  wife  we  must 
honor  the  Priesthood  in  our 
homes  and  support  our  husbands 
in  righteous  endeavors.  We  must 
keep  our  homes  in  order  and 
make  them  havens  of  peace  and 
love. 

To  be  a  joyful  mother  we  must 
devote  ourselves  to  our  children; 
teach  them  to  respect  tl\e  Priest- 
hood,, be  obedient  to  theii  fathers, 
and  do  the .  part  of  a  rr.othei  in 
training  them  in  light  and  i^ruth. 

As  I  considered  further  the 
yoke  of  the  Savior  for  a  woman,  I 
naturally  considered  actK'-'iies  to 
which  I  have  devoted  my-  time.  I 
pon^«r«d  «>r>  the  tim^  v^im^  I 
have  spent  in  Relief  Society  wwk. 
Is  that  a  part  of  the  yoke? 

I  quickly  decided  that  Relief 
Society  offers  the  opportanity  to 
help  a  woman  take  upon  herself 
the  yoke  of  the  Savior  and  find 
that  his  burden  is  light.  What 
does  Relief  Society  give  to  a  wom- 
an to  bring  rest  unto  her  soul? 


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"TAKE  MY  YOKE  UPON  YOU" 


The  answers  came  so  fast  I 
could  hardly  separate  them. 
Swiftly  pictures  flowed  through 
my  mind  of  the  teachings  and 
training  I  had  received  in  Relief 
Society  from  the  time  I  first 
joined  before  I  was  married.  Re- 
lief Society  is  used  by  the  Lord, 
I  decided,  to  give  to  a  daughter, 
at  the  proper  time,  truths  and 
practice  in  those  truths  of  which 
she  stands  in  need. 

As  wives  and  mothers  in  our 
homes  we  act  as  individuals  in 
meeting  our  problems,  seeking 
through  prayer  the  solutions. 
When  we  become  members  of  Re- 
lief Society,  however,  we  learn 
and  are  trained  in  the  midst  of 
our  sisters.  We  have  a  basis  of 
comparison.  For  instance,  we 
may  feel  our  own  burdens  are 
almost  heavier  than  we  can  bear. 
Then  we  become  acquainted  with 
a  sister  whose  burdens  are  such 
that  ours  assume  a  paler  hue.  On 
the  other  hand,  we  may  hear  a 
sister  complain  of  her  burdens 
which,  to  us,  seem  rather  paltry. 
And  we  learn  a  lesson  —  many 
lessons  —  from  the  associations 
with  our  sisters:  the  burden  of 
one  of  us  may  seem  of  small  mo- 
ment to  another,  but  each  woman 
has  her  burden.  When  we  are  in 
Relief  Society,  no  longer  are  we 
alone  in  our  problems  —  we  are 
one  with  the  sisterhood  of  the 
Church  and  our  outlook  is  broad- 
ened. 

What  if  a  Latter-day  Saint 
woman  is  called  to  serve  in  the 
Sunday  School,  the  Young  Wom- 
en's Mutual  Improvement  As- 
sociation, or  the  Primary?  As 
women,  we  answer  these  calls 
willingly  and  receive  great  bless- 
ings and  joy  therein,  but  service 


in  no  other  organization  gives  to 
a  woman  as  a  woman  the  light 
and  truth  she  can  gain  personally 
from  devotion  to  Relief  Society. 
This  is  true  because  Relief  So- 
ciety was  divinely  established  by 
our  Heavenly  Father  for  his 
daughters. 

How  does  Relief  Society  help 
us  to  take  upon  ourselves  the 
yoke  of  the  Savior? 

The  assistance  we  receive  is 
manifold.  First,  we  become  stu- 
dents of  the  scriptures  on  an  adult 
level,  through  lessons  written 
especially  for  women.  Just  during 
the  years  since  I  came  in  the 
Presidency  we  have  studied  slow- 
ly and  thoroughly  the  life  of 
Christ,  The  Book  of  Mormon, 
and,  now,  the  Doctrine  and  Cove- 
nants. As  we  have  studied,  we 
have  searched  the  scriptures.  As 
we  study  and  discuss  subjects  in 
a  spirit  of  prayer,  enlightenment 
and  understanding  swell  within 
us.  We  strive  to  follow  the  admo- 
nition of  the  Prophet  Joseph, 
"When  you  go  home,  never  give 
a  cross  or  unkind  word  to  your 
husbands,  but  let  kindness,  char- 
ity and  love  crown  your  works 
henceforward."  We  are  helped 
to  decide,  as  mothers,  whether 
Johnny  should  be  given  the  mon- 
ey he  asks  for,  and  if  Mary  should 
be  allowed  to  go  to  the  party.  All 
the  understanding  which  comes 
to  us  in  Relief  Society  becomes  a 
part  of  us  to  help  in  making  our 
own  minute-by-minute  decisions. 

We  learn  to  serve  others  and  to 
increase  our  talents.  Relief  So- 
ciety was  to  act  upon  these  words, 
as  the  Prophet  Joseph  instructed, 
''Said  Jesus,  'Ye  shall  do  the  work 
which  ye  see  me  do.'  "  The  serv- 
ice   we    give    in    Relief    Society 


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builds  and  strengthens  many  fac- 
ets of  our  characters.  We  learn  to 
be  obedient  to  those  over  us,  and 
learn  to  give  unquestioned  loyalty 
to  them.  Our  own  personal  wish- 
es are  submerged.  This  engenders 
unselfishness  and  trains  us  in  hu- 
mility. 

We  learn  to  accept  responsibil- 
ity. We  are  often  asked  to 
undertake  a  task  which  we  feel  is 
beyond  our  capabilities;  however, 
we  accept  the  task  and,  as  we  ac- 
complish it  with  the  help  of  the 
Lord,  the  yoke  becomes  easier. 

We  learn  to  nurse  the  sick,  to 
comfort  the  sorrowing,  to  discern 
the  needs  of  our  sisters.  Relief 
Society  provides  a  great  oppor- 
tunity to  increase  our  faith,  and 
then  the  further  opportunity  to 
prove  our  faith  by  our  works  — 
to  step  beyond  our  own  doorsills 
and  emulate  the  example  of  the 
Master  who  went  about  doing 
good.  The  Savior  did  not  re- 
strict his  service  to  his  own  loved 
family  members.  Remember  he 
asked,  ''Who  is  my  mother?  and 
who  are  my  brethren?"  And  an- 
swered, "whosoever  shall  do  the 
will  of  my  Father  which  is  in 
heaven,  the  same  is  my  brother, 
and  sister,  and  mother." 

Can  a  Latter-day  Saint  woman 
take  on  the  yoke  of  Christ  and 
wilfully  ignore  and  deny  the  Re- 


lief Society?  The  Savior  says, 
''Learn  of  me  for  I  am  meek  and 
lowly  of  heart."  Is  there  a  better 
way  to  learn  to  be  meek  and  low- 
ly than  by  serving  our  neighbors 
as  directed  by  those  in  authority? 
Is  there  a  better  way  to  increase 
our  testimonies  than  by  studying 
in  this  divine  organization  whose 
motto  is  "Charity  Never  Fail- 
eth"? 

If  we  do  not  have  charity,  the 
pure  love  of  Christ,  to  motivate 
our  thoughts  and  actions,  we  are 
nothing.  Shutting  ourselves  in 
ivory  towers  alone  to  study  and 
learn  the  scriptures  is  not  taking 
the  yoke  of  Christ  upon  us,  nor 
can  we  love  the  Savior,  pray  for 
the  sick  and  afflicted,  and  then 
turn  our  backs  on  them.  He  has 
said,  "If  ye  love  me,  keep  my 
commandments." 

As  we  approach  ever  nearer  the 
Savior  while  doing  work  such  as 
he  did,  we  receive  rest  unto  our 
souls.  As  we  take  upon  us  his 
yoke,  we  find  it  is  easy;  the  joy 
of  accomplishment,  the  satisfac- 
tion of  service,  our  increasing  love 
for  the  Savior  do  make  his  burden 
light. 

May  we  all  live  to  know  the 
truth  of  his  promise  "For  my 
yoke  is  easy,  and  my  burden  is 
light,"  I  pray. 


Signature  of  Faith 

Enola  Chamberlin 

Across  immensity  of  sky, 

No  footprint  trail  to  show, 

No  slim-bent  tree,  no  wide-lined  map, 

Migrating  bird  wings  go. 

Only  the  signature  of  faith 
Edging  the  high-still  dawn, 
Blazing  across  the  midnight  sky 
Is  there  to  lead  them  on. 


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Happiness 


Counselor  Louise  W.  Madsen 


[Address  Delivered  at  the  General 

Session  of  the  Relief  Society  Annual 

General  Conference,  September  30,  1964] 


Happiness  is  the  purpose  and 
design  of  existence.  To  gain  hap- 
piness and  to  contribute  to  the 
happiness  of  others  are  foremost 
goals  of  hving.  A  happy  and  con- 
tented Hfe  has  been  called  ''the 
eternal  quest  of  mankind."  To  be 
happy  is  the  ultimate  goal  of  all 
ambition,  all  endeavors,  all  hopes 
and  plans. 

True  happiness  stems  from  a 
quality  within  ourselves  —  a 
quality  that  is  both  innate  and 
acquired.  Happiness  comes  from 
within  and  is  mostly  simple  good- 
ness and  a  clear  conscience.  No 
one  can  be  happy  without  some 
feeling  of  satisfaction  with  him- 
self. In  a  searching  self-scrutiny 
one  usually  finds  much  to  be  done 
to  bring  about  this  satisfaction 
with  oneself.  Self-discipline  is  a 
necessary  ingredient. 

As  Abraham  Lincoln  once  said, 
"Most  folks  are  about  as  happy 
as  they  make  up  their  minds  to 
be."  Almost  every  human  being 
can  be  happier  than  he  is.  A  more 
optimistic  outlook,  greater  altru- 
ism, vigorous  social  service,  fac- 
ing life's  realities  and  difficulties 


with  firmness,  and  having  a  zest 
for  living,  characterize  the  happy 
person.  A  sense  of  humor  is 
necessary.  It  is  sometimes  hard 
to  realize  that,  for  the  most  part, 
one  makes  his  own  happiness. 

While  happiness  comes  from 
within  ourselves  its  focus  must 
needs  be  outside  ourselves.  We 
must  seek  it  unselfishly,  finding 
ways  to  bring  joy  to  others.  Lov- 
ing service  brings  a  wealth  of  joy 
in  return.  This  we  know  to  be 
true,  for  experience  has  shown  us 
that  if  we  have  hurt  someone  that 
hurt  clouds  the  sun  for  us  until 
it  is  remedied. 

Contentment  is  one  phase  of 
happiness,  contentment  with  life 
as  it  is  lived.  ''To  be  content  with 
what  we  possess  is  the  greatest 
and  most  secure  of  riches"  (Cic- 
ero). This  does  not  deny  ambi- 
tion, preparing  for  a  better  life, 
desiring  more  of  the  riches  of  this 
world.  This  does  not  mean  we 
have  to  stay  at  the  same  level. 
Rather,  contentment  is  the  joy  of 
being  happy  with  what  we  have 
along  the  way.  Many  young 
couples  with  the  husband  still  in 


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school  live  in  rather  meager  cir- 
cumstances, yet  live  in  deep 
contentment.  They  are  prepar- 
ing for  more  plenteous  living  but 
are  happy  along  the  way. 

There  are  always  those  who  be- 
lieve that  happiness  can  be 
bought;  that  money,  possessions, 
things  to  be  owned,  places  to  go 
automatically  bring  happiness. 
This  is  seldom  true.  "Money  may 
buy  the  husk  of  things,  but  not 
the  kernel.  It  brings  you  food 
but  not  appetite,  medicine  but 
not  health,  acquaintances  but  not 
friends  —  days  of  joy  but  not 
peace  or  happiness,"  according  to 
Henrik  Ibsen.  Before  one  sets  his 
heart  upon  something  it  would  be 
well  to  examine  how  happy  they 
are  who  already  possess  it. 

One  definition  of  happiness  for 
thoughtful  examination  is:  "The 
happiest  person  is  the  person  who 
thinks  the  most  interesting 
thoughts."  "How  essential  it  is," 
taught  William  Lyon  Phelps,  "to 
be  able  to  live  inside  a  mind  with 
attractive  and  interesting  pictures 
on  the  walls."  What  a  delightful 
way  of  reminding  us  that  what  we 
are  within  may  grow  more  beau- 
tiful with  the  advancing  years  if 
we  have  stored  treasures  of  study, 
experience,  and  education  in  our 
minds.  Nothing  exceeds  the 
beauty  and  happiness  of  plain 
living  and  high  thinking. 

Work,  work  that  is  interesting, 
work  that  we  love  is  happiness. 
No  one  is  happy  who  does  noth- 
ing. Idleness  is  anything  but 
happiness.  Few  persons  realize 
how  much  of  their  happiness  is 
dependent  upon  their  work;  good 
hard  work  that  affords  an  outlet 
for  all  their  talents  and  abilities. 
Real   life  is  love,  laughter,   and 


work.  To  accomplish,  to  achieve 
and  exceed  our  goal  —  this,  too, 
is  happiness. 

Happiness  comes  to  us  in  many 
ways.  There  are  moments  of 
transcending  happiness,  and 
many  moments  of  quiet  hap- 
piness in  simple,  ordinary 
things.  Someone  has  said  that 
you  should  not  seek  happiness  as 
if  it  were  the  pot  of  gold  at  the 
end  of  the  rainbow,  but  among 
people  living  a  full  rewarding  life. 
Each  day  should  bring  its  own 
rewards. 

"Faith  is  the  foundation  of  all 
things,  including  happiness,"  is 
one  of  President  David  0.  Mc- 
Kay's "Ten  Rules  to  Happiness." 
With  faith  nothing  is  impossible. 
The  peace  of  mind  and  serenity 
of  heart  that  are  necessary  come 
through  faith  in  the  Lord  and 
understanding  and  living  the  gos- 
pel. Religious  principles  are  en- 
grained in  the  hearts  of  truly 
happy  people.  The  deepest  joys 
are  spiritual  in  nature. 

Happiness  is  love  at  home.  The 
wealth,  fame,  power,  or  riches  of 
the  world  cannot  compare  with 
the  joy  of  love  between  husband 
and  wife  shared  and  enhanced  by 
loved  and  loving  children.  No 
peace  is  so  sweet,  no  security  so 
firm,  no  joy  so  complete  as  love 
at  home.  This  kind  of  love  was 
with  us  in  our  heavenly  home  be- 
fore we  came  to  the  world  and 
will  be  with  us  in  our  eternal 
home  and  family  life. 

True  happiness  then  is  love, 
contentment,  self-  discipline, 
work,  service,  enlightenment, 
faith,  and  the  blessings  of  our 
Heavenly  Father.  May  we  all  live 
to  experience  happiness  in  its  full- 
est measure. 


8H 


Report 
and  Official 
Instructions 


President  Belle  S.  Spafford 

[Address  Delivered  at  the  Officers  Meeting 
of  the  Relief  Society  Annual  General  Con- 
ference, September  30,  1964] 


PRESIDENT   BELLE   S.   SPAFFORD   DELIVERING    REPORT 

Seated  back  of  President  Spafford,  left  to  right:  Sara  I.  Tanner,  wife  of  President 
N.  Eldon  Tanner;  Counselor  Marianne  C.  Sharp;  Counselor  Louise  W.  Madsen;  President 
Joseph  Fielding  Smith,  Adviser  to  Relief  Society;  Jessie  E.  Smith,  wife  of  President  Smith; 
Ida  J.  Romney,  wife  of  Elder  Romney;  Elder  Marion  G.  Romney,  Adviser  to  Relief  Society. 


/V  regular  feature  of  the  Officers 
Meeting  of  the  General  Relief 
Society  Conference  is  a  report  of 
the  status  of  the  organization  as 
revealed  in  the  annual  report  for 
the  previous  year,  together  with 
new  official  instructions  and  a 
few  suggestions  from  the  General 
Board  relative  to  the  conduct  of 
the  work  of  the  Society.  Figures 
for  1963  show  growth  of  the  or- 
ganization in  both  the  stakes  and 
missions,  and  accomplishments 
reflect  good  leadership  on  the  part 


of  Relief  Society  presidents  and 
other  officers. 

ORGANIZATIONS 

At  the  close  of  1963,  there  was 
a  total  of  389  stake  Relief  So- 
cieties, an  increase  of  thirty-eight 
over  1962.  There  was  a  total  of 
seventy-four  mission  Relief  So- 
cieties, an  increase  of  five  over 
the  previous  year.  There  were 
eight  new  mission  district  Relief 
Societies  created,  making  a  total 
of  362. 


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Since  January  1964,  eleven 
new  stakes  have  been  created  and 
two  new  missions,  making  a  pres- 
ent total  of  400  stakes  and  seven- 
ty-six missions,  which  for  the 
most  part,  are  represented  here 
today. 

At  the  close  of  1963  there  was 
a  total  of  6,353  ward  and  branch 
Relief  Societies,  an  increase  of 
332. 

MEMBERSHIP 

At  the  close  of  1963  there  was 
an  enrollment  of  262,002  women, 
an  increase  of  13,836  —  of  whom 
approximately  3,000  were  non- 
Latter-day  Saints.  It  is  recognized 
that  this  substantial  membership 
increase  has  been  the  result  of 
intensive  effort,  wisely  directed 
by  Relief  Society  presidents.  Re- 
lief Society  membership  is  so 
vital  to  Latter-day  Saint  women 
that  presidents  are  urged  to  con- 
tinue to  be  aware  of  the  impor- 
tance of  enlisting  as  members  all 
Latter-day  Saint  women  within 
the  respective  wards,  and  of 
bringing  into  activity  the  sisters 
who,  for  one  reason  or  another, 
have  become  inactive. 

Women,  generally  speaking,  are 
anxious  to  contribute  their  talents 
and  skills  to  worthwhile  pro- 
grams, if  they  feel  they  are  gen- 
uinely needed.  Such  contribu- 
tions from  nonmembers  or  inac- 
tive sisters  should  be  invited. 
They  often  result  in  women  be- 
coming active  members.  The  work 
meeting,  the  Singing  Mothers 
choruses,  bazaars,  social  activities 
offer  excellent  opportunities  for 
such  contributions.  The  compas- 
sionate services  ofttimes  require 
sisters  with  special  skills  and  ap- 
titudes. Nonmember  or  inactive 
sisters  may  be  enlisted  for  these 


services.  Two-session  Relief  So- 
cieties, for  which  instructions  are 
available  at  the  General  Board 
offices,  have  been  found  helpful 
in  some  wards  in  increasing  mem- 
bership, particularly  where  there 
are  a  number  of  working  women. 

Well-conducted  nurseries  make 
possible  the  enrollment  and  at- 
tendance of  mothers  with  young 
children  who  otherwise  might  feel 
they  could  not  affiliate  with  Re- 
lief Society.  As  an  aid  to  Relief 
Society  in  conducting  good  nurs- 
ery programs,  the  General  Board 
now  has  available  for  purchase  at 
the  General  Board  Office  a  nurs- 
ery kit  which  includes  a  booklet 
entitled  "Our  Relief  Society 
Nursery  —  Book  II,"  and  also  a 
book  and  cut-outs  for  a  one-year- 
program  unit  entitled  "Living  in 
Jesus'  Day."  The  cost  of  the  kit 
is  $2.25. 

The  Home  Teaching  Program 
of  the  Church  provides  a  valuable 
new  avenue  for  enlisting  women 
as  active  members  of  Relief  So- 
ciety. It  is  suggested  that  ward 
Relief  Society  presidents  ac- 
quaint themselves  through  their 
bishops  with  procedures  in  mak- 
ing use  of  this  resource. 

ATTENDANCE 

Attendance  increases  are  grat- 
ifying. During  1963  there  was  in 
excess  of  7,000  morf  women  pres- 
ent at  the  regular  weekly  meet- 
ings than  during  the  previous 
year. 

EDUCATION 

Figures  show  that  last  year 
22,182  class  leaders  brought 
spiritual  and  intellectual  develop- 
ment to  the  Society's  262,002 
members.  Courses  of  study  were 


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well  received  and  met  the  inter- 
ests and  needs  of  the  sisters. 

The  theology  course  for  1964- 
65  is  a  continuation  of  the  study 
of  the  Doctrine  and  Covenants, 
beginning  with  Section  76 
through  87.  The  Doctrine  and 
Covenants  represents  the  revela- 
tions of  the  Lord  to  us  in  this 
dispensation,  and  the  sisters  have 
a  responsibility  to  themselves  and 
their  families  to  be  familiar  with 
this  volume  of  scripture. 

The  visiting  teacher  messages, 
"Truths  to  Live  By  From  the 
Doctrine  and  Covenants,"  from 
the  sections  to  be  studied  in  the- 
ology, present,  emphasize  ,  and 
illustrate  specific  character  and 
personality  traits  necessary  in  the 
conduct  of  a  Latter-day  Saint 
Kfe. 

The  literature  course  for  1964- 
65  is  entitled,  "The  Individual 
and  Human  Values  as  Seen 
Through  Literature."  The  Relief 
Society  General  Board  has  pro- 
vided for  use  in  the  literature 
course,  for  the  two  years  ahead, 
a  textbook  entitled  "Out  of  the 
Best  Books,"  compiled  and  edited 
by  Dr.  Bruce  B.  Clark,  currently 
Chairman  of  the  Department  of 
English  at  Brigham  Young  Uni- 
versity, with  a  chapter  written  by 
Robert  K.  Thomas,  a  fellow  Eng- 
lish teacher  with  Dr.  Clark. 

The  textbook  may  be  pur- 
chased from  the  Deseret  Book 
Company  at  the  nominal  price  of 
$2.95  per  copy.  Remittance  must 
accompany  order.  As  you  know, 
each  Society  is  authorized  to  pur- 
chase from  its  funds  a  copy  of 
the  textbook  for  the  use  of  the 
class  leader.  The  General  Board, 
however,  suggests  the  desirability 
of  class  members  as  well  as  class 
leaders  owning  their  own  copies 


of  this  text.  Not  only  will  this 
make  the  lesson  discussion  more 
interesting  and  beneficial,  but  the 
book  will  prove  a  valuable  addi- 
tion to  the  home  library. 

The  social  science  course,  "Di- 
vine Law  and  Church  Govern- 
ment" is  concluded  during  the 
forthcoming  season. 

The  following  interesting  com- 
ment on  the  course  "Divine  Law 
and  Church  Government"  was 
recently  made  to  me  by  the 
president  of  an  overseas  stake: 
"A  number  of  problems  formerly 
encountered  with  officers  who 
were  new  in  the  Church  seem  to 
have  cleared  away  as  we  have 
studied  the  lessons  on  Church 
Government." 


NEW  COORDINATED 
COURSE  OF  STUDY 

A  special  announcement  rela- 
tive to  a  new  series  of  lessons  de- 
signed to  help  mothers  support 
their  husbands  in  teaching  the 
gospel  in  the  home,  will  entail 
some  modification  in  plans  for  the 
work  meeting  discussions  for 
1964-65,  as  well  as  modifications 
in  a  few  procedures  presently  be- 
ing followed.  It  is  the  desire  of 
Church  leaders  to  make  a  con- 
centrated effort  to  strengthen 
parents  in  teaching  the  gospel  in 
the  homes.  In  harmony  with 
recommendations  from  the 
Church  Correlation  Committee,  a 
series  of  twelve  lessons  for  use  in 
Relief  Society,  beginning  in  Janu- 
ary 1965,  have  been  prepared  to 
coordinate  with  a  series  of  lessons 
to  be  used  by  the  Melchizedek 
Priesthood.  In  order  to  accom- 
modate this  course,  the  following 
procedures  will  be  followed: 
(1)  Work  meeting  discussions  for 


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October,     November,     December 

1964,  will  be  presented  as  an- 
nounced in  the  June  Magazine. 
The  last  five  of  this  series  of  dis- 
cussions will  be  reserved  for  use 
later.  (2)  In  lieu  of  these  five 
discussions,  planned  for  January 
through  May  1965,  the  new  co- 
ordinated lessons  will  be  taught 
in  the  work  meeting,  the  first  of 
which  will  be  published  in  the 
November  Magazine.  The  com- 
prehensiveness of  these  new  les- 
sons makes  it  seem  advisable  to 
allow  thirty  minutes  for  their 
presentation  in  the  work  meeting 
rather  than  the  twenty  minutes 
recommended  for  the  present  dis- 
cussions; (3)  Beginning  in  Oc- 
tober 1965,  the  new  coordinated 
lessons  will  become  the  social 
science  course  and  will  be  pre- 
sented by  the  social  science  class 
leader  October  through  May, 
at  the  regular  social  science 
meeting.  During  the  summer 
months,  they  will  be  present- 
ed by  the  social  science  class 
leader  in  the  summer  work 
meeting,  in  a  thirty  minute  pe- 
riod. As  you  know,  no  lesson  is 
planned  for  the  fourth  week  in 
December.  It  will  be  necessary, 
therefore,  to  reverse  the  order  of 
the  social  science  and  literature 
meetings       beginning       October 

1965,  in  order  to  accommodate 
the  twelve  lessons  planned  for  the 
coordinated  social  science  course. 
Only  seven  lessons  will  be 
planned  for  literature  for  the 
1965-66  year. 

The  new  coordinated  lessons 
will  be  under  the  direction  of  the 
education  counselor.  It  is  recom- 
mended that  the  sisters  who 
teach  the  coordinated  lessons  in 
the  work  meeting  meet  in  the  so- 
cial   science    department   at    the 


leadership  meeting  January 
through  April  1965,  and  that  a 
portion  of  the  time  be  used  to 
assist  these  class  leaders.  In 
other  words,  the  stake  social 
science  class  leader  will  assist 
ward  class  leaders  in  both  the 
course  on  Divine  Law  and  Church 
Government  and  on  the  new  co- 
ordinated lessons. 

LESSONS  FOR   INDIAN 
RELIEF  SOCIETIES 

In  order  to  be  more  helpful  to 
the  sisters  of  the  Indian  Relief 
Societies,  a  lesson  manual  for  the 
use  of  these  Societies  is  being 
issued  by  the  General  Board  and 
is  available  at  the  General  Board 
office,  price  $1.25  per  copy.  The 
manual  contains  three  sets  of  les- 
sons as  follows: 

Theology  —  eight  lessons  from 
The  Book  of  Mormon 

Literature  —  eight  lessons  on 
Latter-day  Saint  Church  History 

Social  Science  —  seven  lessons 
on  The  Essentials  for  Happy 
Family  Living 

A  set  of  fourteen  pictures;  a 
map  for  use  in  the  Church  his- 
tory course;  and  a  chart  dealing 
with  The  Book  of  Mormon  plates 
suitable  to  augment  the  Indian 
lessons,  cost  $2.75  plus  postage, 
are  available  at  the  Deseret 
Book  Company.  Stakes  and 
missions  having  Indian  Relief  So- 
cieties are  urged  to  encourage 
their  use  of  these  lessons.  They 
should  purchase  the  manual  and 
the  visual  aids  and  make  regular 
use  of  these  materials.  Some  of 
the  Indian  sisters  may  desire  to 
purchase  the  manual  for  them- 
selves. A  sufficient  number  has 
been  prepared  to  allow  for  this. 
Indian  Relief  Societies  will  use 
the  new  coordinated  lessons  be- 


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REPORT  AND   OFFICIAL   INSTRUCTIONS 


ginning    in    1965,    following    the 
plan  as  outlined  above. 

NO   HANDWORK   DURING 
LESSON   PRESENTATIONS 

A  question  which  has  persisted 
through  the  years  is  as  follows: 
May  the  members  do  handwork 
during  the  presentation  of  the 
lessons?  The  General  Board  in 
no  way  alters  the  position  taken 
on  this  matter  as  early  as  1940, 
which  is  as  follows:  The  sisters 
should  not  engage  in  sewing  or 
any  type  of  handwork  in  any  Re- 
lief Society  meeting  except  the 
work  meeting,  which  is  primarily 
for  these  activities.  To  engage  in 
handwork  during  the  presenta- 
tion of  a  lesson  divides  the  atten- 
tion of  the  class  member,  it  is  not 
conducive  to  her  active  participa- 
tion in  the  lesson,  since  she  is  less 
inclined  to  raise  her  hand,  set 
aside  her  handwork,  and  stand  to 
make  her  contribution.  It  is  often 
distracting  to  a  class  leader  or 
neighboring  class  member  and 
carries  with  it  an  element  of  dis- 
courtesy. 

WORK   MEETING 

The  work  meeting,  second  to 
the  theology  meeting  in  attend- 
ance, was  unusually  successful  in 
terms  of  interesting  women  in  Re- 
lief Society,  and  in  training  them 
in  the  homemaking  arts  and 
skills.  The  sisters  completed  a 
total  of  1,054,894  articles.  Of  this 
number,  687,091  were  sewed 
articles,  including  quilts,  cloth- 
ing, and  household  furnishings; 
and  367,803  were  handicraft 
articles.  New  and  better  meth- 
ods of  home  management  and 
better    methods    of    performing 


homemaking  tasks  were  learned. 
The  ideals  of  homemaking  em- 
bodied in  Latter  -  day  Saint 
teachings  were  discussed.  It  is 
felt  that  this  meeting  is  highly 
productive  in  helping  the  sisters 
to  maintain  homes  in  keeping 
with  Latter-day  Saint  standards 
of  order,  cleanliness,  thrift,  and 
spiritual  strength. 

It  is  noted  that  there  is  marked 
improvement  in  the  work  meet- 
ings where  there  is  planning  in 
advance  for  the  twelve  monthly 
meetings;  however,  appropriate 
activities  for  summer  meetings 
still  need  consideration  in  some 
instances.  Activities  should  be 
suited  to  the  membership  as  a 
whole;  financial  costs,  either  to 
the  organization  or  to  the  indi- 
vidual members,  should  be  care- 
fully weighed,  and  programs 
should  be  in  harmony  with  the 
general  purposes  and  character  of 
the  work  meeting  as  outlined  by 
the  General  Board.  (The  new  co- 
ordinated lessons  will  require  that 
at  least  a  portion  of  the  time  be 
a  formal  meeting.) 

As  an  aid  to  work  meeting 
leaders,  the  General  Board  is 
issuing  a  new  booklet  entitled, 
"Work  Four  Seasons  to  Fill  the 
Measure  of  the  Year."  A  limited 
supply  is  now  ready  for  purchase 
at  the  library  counter  on  the  sec- 
ond floor  of  the  Relief  Society 
Building  at  a  cost  of  $1.25  per 
copy.  It  will  be  advantageous 
for  work  meeting  leaders  plan- 
ning to  attend  the  work  meeting 
department  of  this  conference  to 
have  this  booklet  in  their  hands 
during  the  meeting.  We  are  sorry 
that  the  cost  of  issuing  this 
booklet,  as  well  as  the  nursery 
booklet  and  kit,  do  not  permit 
us  to  distribute  a  free  copy   of 


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either  of  these  booklets  to  each 
stake  and  mission.  Following  this 
conference,  a  larger  supply  of  the 
work  meeting  booklet  will  be 
ready,  thus  making  it  available 
for  purchase  through  the  stake 
or  mission  for  ward  and  branch 
work  meeting  leaders. 

Requests  have  recently  reached 
the  General  Board  for  directions 
on  how  best  to  handle  money  for 
work  meeting  supplies.  Experi- 
ence has  taught  us  that  a  careful 
estimate  of  costs  of  materials  and 
supplies  for  approved  work  meet- 
ing activities  should  be  made.  A 
check  signed  by  the  secretary- 
treasurer  and  the  president 
should  be  issued  to  the  person 
designated  by  the  president  to 
make  the  purchases.  When  pur- 
chases are  made,  a  listing  of  the 
purchases,  together  with  the  sales 
slips  and  any  unused  money 
should  be  turned  over  to  the  sec- 
retary-treasurer who  will  make 
the  proper  entries  in  the  record 
book.  Generally  speaking,  the 
General  Board  discourages  charge 
accounts.  A  few  Relief  Societies 
have  inquired  as  to  whether  the 
General  Board  approves  setting 
up  a  petty  cash  fund  for  the  pur- 
chase of  small  items  as  needed, 
such  as  thread,  scissors,  etc.  This 
is  also  discouraged  since  a  precise 
accounting  of  expenditures  of 
small  amounts  of  Relief  Society 
money  is  as  mandatory  as  is  the 
accounting  of  expenditures  of 
larger  sums,  and  it  is  often  diffi- 
cult to  keep  track  of  small 
amounts.  Also,  careful  advance 
planning  takes  into  account  all 
such  needs,  and  purchases  are 
made  along  with  other  materials, 
supplies,  and  equipment. 

We  call  your  attention  to  the 
Mormon  Handicraft  Work  Meet- 


ing Supplies  Department  located 
at  21  West  South  Temple.  This 
department  is  maintained  exclu- 
sively as  an  accommodation  to 
Relief  Society  organizations.  It 
is  operated  as  a  wholesale  busi- 
ness, thus  benefiting  the  Relief 
Societies  financially  as  well  as 
making  suitable  materials  con- 
veniently available  to  them.  Since 
the  Supply  Department  is  not  a 
retail  business,  sales  to  individu- 
als as  such  are  not  allowed. 

VISITING  TEACHING 

Recognizing  the  value  and  im- 
portance of  visiting  teaching  in 
the  program  of  Relief  Society, 
we  are  deeply  grateful  for  the 
marked  increase  in  the  number 
of  visits  and  the  quality  of  teach- 
ing being  done  by  the  Society's 
113,680  faithful  sisters  who 
month  by  month,  rain  or  shine, 
go  forth  as  emissaries  of  Relief 
Society  to  Latter-day  Saint 
homes.  There  were  in  excess  of 
4,300,000  visits  made  during 
1963,  an  increase  over  the  pre- 
vious year  of  approximately 
200,000. 

MAGAZINE 

Highest  commendation  is  due 
Relief  Society  Magazine  repre- 
sentatives who,  encouraged  by 
Relief  Society  presidents,  in- 
creased the  paid  subscriptions  by 
15,827,  making  a  present  paid 
circulation  of  217,397.  You  will 
be  pleased  to  know  that  the  cir- 
culation for  this  October  will  be 
223,000.  The  editorial  staff  of 
the  Magazine  deserves  praise  for 
the  physical  attractiveness  of  the 
publication  and  for  the  general 
excellence  of  Magazine  content. 


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REPORT  AND  OFFICIAL   INSTRUCTIONS 


MUSIC 

It  is  the  responsibility  of  the 
ward  chorister,  planning  with  the 
organist,  to  select  songs  to  be 
sung  by  the  congregation  as  a 
part  of  the  regular  procedure  of 
the  weekly  Relief  Society  meet- 
ings. By  carefully  reading  the 
previews  and  lessons  in  all  de- 
partments and  planning  together 
for  each  Relief  Society  meeting, 
and  through  suggestions  received 
from  the  stake  chorister  and 
organist  at  the  leadership  meet- 
ings, the  ward  chorister  and 
organist  will  be  able  to  choose 
music  that  will  correlate  with  the 
subject  to  be  studied.  The  mes- 
sage of  the  lesson  to  be  taught 
on  each  of  the  respective  meeting 
days  is  enhanced  where  the  con- 
gregational songs  correlate  with 
the  lesson. 

Where  a  class  leader  wishes  a 
special  musical  number  to  aug- 
ment the  lesson  during  its  pre- 
sentation and  emphasize  its  mes- 
sage, she  may  arrange  for 
such  music  herself,  as  she  would 
arrange  for  any  other  special  fea- 
ture or  teaching  aid  in  connec- 
tion with  the  lesson.  It  is  a  cour- 
tesy, however,  for  her  to  acquaint 
the  chorister  with  her  plan.  If  she 
wishes  to  enlist  the  help  of  the 
chorister  in  obtaining  a  special 
musical  number,  she  may  do  so 
through  authorization  of  the 
president. 

SINGING   MOTHERS 

Singing  Mothers  activities  are 
proving  to  be  a  missionary  for  Re- 
Hef  Society  and  the  Church  and 
are  bringing  cultural  and  spirit- 
ual development  as  well  as  joy 
into  the  lives  of  participants. 
Outstanding  concerts  have  been 
held  in  many  areas. 


At  the  close  of  1963,  the  So- 
ciety had  approximately  3,000 
Singing  Mothers  choruses  with 
42,000  sisters  participating. 

COMPASSIONATE  SERVICES 

Compassionate  services  con- 
tinue to  expand  with  the  growth 
of  Relief  Society  and  the  growth 
of  the  Church.  These  services  of 
loving,  tender  mercy  symbolize 
the  heart  of  Relief  Society,  en- 
riching the  lives  of  those  who 
serve  and  blessing  those  who  are 
served. 

The  following  figures  are  heart- 
ening: i^_ 

1963         crease 

Days  care 

of  the  sick        32,666     1,934+ 

Visits  to  Sick 
and  Home- 
bound  390,566  24,744-f 

Number  of  Hours 
of  Other 
Compassionate 
Services  596,349  98,059+ 

NURSING  SERVICES 

There  are  3,674  wards  and 
branches  maintaining  a  current 
list  of  nurses  within  their  respec- 
tive areas.  The  General  Board 
has  long  emphasized  the  impor- 
tance of  this,  along  with  the 
importance  of  women  taking 
training  for  the  nursing  profes- 
sion. Excellent  short-term  cours- 
es are  offered  in  practical  nurs- 
ing. Courses  leading  toward  a 
baccalaureate  degree  are  also 
available.  Our  own  Brigham 
Young  University  offers  such 
training.  Relief  Society  would 
be  remiss  in  meeting  its  responsi- 
bility to  the  sick  if  it  failed  to 
concern  itself  with  the  training 
of  nurses.     I  call  your  attenton 


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to  the  article,  "Nursing  and 
Nurse  Training  in  Relief  So- 
ciety," by  Irene  B.  Woodford,  Re- 
lief Society  Magazine,  September 
1964. 


CHURCH  WELFARE 
PARTICIPATION 

The  sisters  continue  devoted 
support  of  the  Church  Welfare 
Program  as  is  evidenced  by  the 
following  figures: 

Family  Visits  Made  Increase 

Under  Direction 

of  Bishop  100,969  3,454-f 
Hours  Contributed 

by  All  Females 

on  Welfare 

Projects  902,221     7,264+ 

It  is  our  understanding  that 
some  changes  are  anticipated  in 
designations  of  members  of  Re- 
lief Society  presidencies  and  also 
in  meetings  and  procedures  as 
they  relate  to  Relief  Society's  co- 
operation with  the  Church  Wel- 
fare Program.  Such  changes  will 
be  announced  at  the  proper  time 
by  the  Church  Welfare  Commit- 
tee. We  assure  the  brethren  that 
the  full  support  of  Relief  Society 
will  be  forthcoming  as  changes 
are  made. 

INTER-STAKE   FUNCTIONS 

Sisters,  we  are  noting  a  grow- 
ing tendency  for  two  or  more 
stakes  to  join  together  for  a  spe- 
cial function,  such  as  a  Homemak- 
ing  Institute,  a  Magazine  Promo- 
tion Workshop,  or  a  Class  Lead- 
ers' Institute.  Specialists  usually 
appear  on  the  program  and  tre- 
mendous effort  is  put  forth  to  as- 
sure the  success  of  the  undertak- 


ing. Often  considerable  costs  are 
involved. 

The  General  Board  does  not 
endorse  such  multiple  stake 
activities.  Most  of  the  good  de- 
rived from  such  activities  could 
be  accomplished  within  the  indi- 
vidual stakes  and,  in  most  in- 
stances, within  the  framework  of 
the  approved  and  regularly  sched- 
uled programs  and  meetings.  It 
is  a  convenience  to  the  sisters  to 
have  functions  within  their  own 
wards  or  stakes  and  more  sisters 
receive  development.  Also  this  is 
the  orderly  procedure  of  the 
Church.  Where  deviations  from 
this  regulation  seem  desirable, 
the  matter  should  be  referred  to 
the  General  Board  for  approval. 

EXERCISE  OF  FRANCHISE 

One  other  matter  seems  ap- 
propriate to  call  to  your  atten- 
tion. This  is  a  national  election 
year.  Relief  Society  women  of 
the  past  worked  long  and  hard 
to  win  the  right  to  vote  and  to 
hold  public  office.  We  urge  you 
to  exercise  your  right  of  fran- 
chise. Be  informed  on  the  issues, 
learn  all  you  can  as  individuals 
from  reliable  sources  about  the 
candidates,  and  vote  according  to 
what  you  believe  to  be  in  the  best 
interests  of  good  government.  The 
woman's  vote  today  is  an  im- 
portant one  —  it  should  be  an 
informed  one. 

CONCLUSION 

May  the  choice  blessings  of  the 
Lord  continue  with  you  during 
•the  forthcoming  season  as  you 
give  humble  and  inspired  leader- 
ship to  the  Relief  Societies  of 
your  respective  stakes  and  mis- 
sion districts. 


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Our  Roots  Go  Deep 


Frances  C.  Yost 


M  ARiON  Coombs  kissed  each  lov- 
ing child  and  waved  them  all  off 
to  school.  Wally  had  left  almost 
at  daylight  for  the  electric  shop. 
He  had  a  television  set  he  had 
promised  to  get  repaired  and  de- 
livered by  noon,  and  it  was  a  can- 
tankerous job,  he  said,  which 
would  probably  take  a  lot  of 
time. 

Marion  sat  down  by  the  win- 
dow to  watch  the  children  out  of 
sight  as  they  skipped  down  the 
street  toward  school.  She  needed 
to  give  herself  a  much-needed 
moment  of  rest,  too.  As  she 
glanced  out  of  the  window  she 
saw  her  neighbor.  Vera  Holly, 
dressed  most  becomingly,  get  into 
a  car  at  the  curb  and  drive  off 
with  a  strange  man.  Marion's  eye- 
brows raised  slightly  and  she  mur- 
mured, "Well,  what  do  you 
know?" 


Marion  mastered  her  mind  and 
brought  it  back  to  her  own  world 
and  her  own  problems.  Let's  see, 
none  of  the  family  will  be  home 
for  lunch,  so  she  wouldn't  have 
to  bother  about  that.  There  were 
the  makings  of  a  nice  stew  in  the 
frig  for  supper.  The  family  liked 
stew,  but  she  needed  something 
to  glorify  it.  How  about  a  grape- 
fruit and  avocado  salad?  A  straw- 
berry baked  Alaska  pie  for  dessert 
would  be  just  super.  Marion 
could  almost  hear  the  family's 
''ah's"  of  approval  at  the  very 
sight  of  a  dessert  piping  hot  from 
the  oven,  and  freezing  cold  from 
the  frig.  She  would  make  two 
big  pies  while  she  was  at  it,  and 
the  family  could  have  seconds  all 
the  way  around. 

Marion  cleaned  up  the  house  in 
good  time,  and  started  making 
the  crust  for  the  pies.     But  her 


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mind  wandered  back  to  Vera 
Holly.  Where  had  she  gone? 
Who  was  the  fellow  she  had  driv- 
en off  with? 

"Marion  Coombs,  will  you  curb 
your  impulsive  thoughts?"  she 
chided. 

Yet,  thinking  about  the  Holly 
family  was  part  of  her  living. 
They  had  bought  these  houses 
side  by  side  before  either  couple 
had  any  children.  Marion  remem- 
bered the  day  she  and  Wally  had 
moved  in.  Vera  and  Jim  had 
come  over  to  help  them  with  the 
heavy  furniture.  They  had  even 
set  out  the  trees  together.  These 
dear  old  evergreens,  quaking  asp- 
en, and  silver  maple  trees  now 
shaded  their  homes  as  if  they  had 
been  planted  by  Father  Adam 
.  .  .  well  almost. 

As  the  children  came  along, 
they,  too,  had  become  fast  friends. 
Many  a  ball  game  they  had  had 
across  the  street  in  the  park  to- 
gether. Lately,  since  young  John 
Holly  and  Wally  J.  were  big 
enough,  their  fun  had  included 
bowling  and  overnight  fishing  ex- 
cursions with  their  fathers. 

Marion  remembered  the  day 
the  Holly  house  had  caught  on 
fire.  There  hadn't  been  a  great 
deal  of  damage,  and  yet  the  house 
was  smoked  up  in  every  room, 
and  Marion  had  invited  the  fam- 
ily to  come  over  and  sleep  and 
eat  at  her  home  until  they  could 
renovate  and  repair  the  damage. 

Marion  remembered,  too,  one 
day  when  her  own  little  Susie 
had  come  up  missing.  She  and 
Vera  trudged  every  street  in  the 
area  on  foot.  How  they  could 
have  used  a  car  that  day!  They 
had  finally  found  little  Susie  up 
on  Elmer  Drive  in  a  swimming 
pool.      It  had  been  Vera   Holly 


who  had  presence  of  mind  enough 
to  administer  artificial  respiration 
and  mouth-to-mouth  breathing. 
She  owed  a  lot  to  Vera  Holly. 

Jim  Holly  hadn't  spent  as 
much  time  with  her  and  Wally 
lately  as  he  used  to.  Well,  he 
hadn't  spent  as  much  time  with 
the  family  either.  He  was  so  tied 
up  in  his  real  estate  business, 
which  was  booming  in  all  direc- 
tions. 

Poor,  dear,  faithful  Wally  was 
still  plugging  away  in  the  electric 
repair  shop  on  a  hit-and-miss  sal- 
ary. But  they  managed  and  were 
happy,  and  that  was  what  count- 
ed most.  Yet  it  was  hard  to  see 
one's  friends  who  had  started  out 
with  nothing,  just  the  same  as 
yourselves,  to  watch  them  ad- 
vance and  be  successful  financial- 
ly. But,  Marion  told  herself, 
money  wasn't  everything.  She 
wondered  again  about  Vera  Hol- 
ly, and  where  she  was  spending 
the  day. 

Marion  found  time  to  study  her 
literature  lesson  for  Relief  So- 
ciety, and  to  read  the  Doctrine 
and  Covenants  assignment  for 
the  theology  lesson.  She  even 
pasted  pictures  in  her  Book  of 
Remembrance  before  the  children 
came  home  from  school. 

At  last  the  clock's  hands  moved 
themselves  to  four-thirty,  and  the 
children,  one  by  one,  shouted 
"Mother,"  as  they  came  in  the 
front  door.  And  in  answer  to 
each  one  she  replied  sweetly: 
"Right  here,  dear." 

It  was  nice  having  the  children 
around  her,  Marion  thought.  She 
liked  to  hear  how  Wally  J.  was 
coming  with  his  advanced  math, 
even  though  she  couldn't  help 
him    anymore,    because   he    had 


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OUR  ROOTS  GO  DEEP 


surpassed  her  in  the  field  of  arith- 
metic. She  Hked  the  recipes 
which  Susie  brought  home  from 
her  home  economics  classes  to  try 
out  on  the  family.  She  liked  the 
seventh  grade  science  lessons 
which  Dale  read  aloud  to  her.  Life 
was  good,  she  had  a  good  family, 
and  she  was  happy. 

She  knew  it  was  not  wise  to  be 
concerned  about  her  neighbors  so 
much.  She  must  be  able  to  live 
her  own  life,  mind  her  own  busi- 
ness. 

Just  then  Vera  Holly  turned  in 
the  driveway.  She  was  at  the 
wheel  of  a  new  royal  blue  station 
wagon.  Marion  could  tell  by  the 
big  smile  on  Vera's  face  that  it 
was  her  own  car,  and  it  was  com- 
pletely paid  for.  If  Vera  came 
over  bragging  about  it,  she  would 
.  .  .  she  would.  Marion  didn't 
know  what  she  would  do.  Prob- 
ably start  crying  with  envy. 

''Marion,"  she  said,  ''get  hold 
of  yourself!  Why  the  idea  of  be- 
ing jealous  because  someone  gets 
a  new  car.  Shame!  Shame! 
Shame!" 

She  knew  if  Vera  Holly  was 
in  trouble,  she  would  rush  over 
and  move  heaven  and  earth  to 
help  her.  But  because  she  was 
successful,  was  getting  a  few  of 
the  nicer  things  of  life,  Marion 
was  becoming  jealous  and  wanted 
to  weave  a  cocoon  of  protection 
around  herself. 

Marion  looked  at  the  two  par- 
fait  pies.  Vera  had  been  gone  all 
day.  She  probably  was  hurrying 
around  to  get  supper  ready  for 
her  family.  She  would  no  doubt 
welcome  a  prepared  dessert.  Mar- 
ion ran  the  comb  through  her 
hair,  wiped  the  jealous  tears  from 
her  eyes,  added  a  bit  of  lipstick, 
and  slipped  out  of  the  door  and 


walked  over  to  the  Holly  resi- 
dence. She  rang  the  back  door- 
bell. 

"Oh,  Marion,  I'm  so  glad  you 
came  over."  Vera  was  busy  pre- 
paring a  quick  spaghetti  supper 
and  a  tossed  salad. 

"I  thought  you  could  use  this 
strawberry  baked  Alaska  pie  for 
dessert." 

"Marion,  you  are  a  treasure. 
I've  just  never  had  such  a  dear 
friend  as  you  are.  I  sure  can  use 
the  pie.  You  see,  I've  been  gone 
all  day,  and  I'm  tired.  Marion, 
it's  a  long  story  and  I'll  have  to 
start  at  the  first.  Sit  down  for  a 
bit. 

"Jim  opened  up  that  Winde- 
mere  building  area,  and  he  said 
that  if  I  wanted  to,  we  could  get 
one  of  those  choice  lots  and  build 
a  new  home.  We  looked  at  house 
plans,  but  you  know,  Marion,  the 
new  modern  homes  aren't  homey 
and  cozy  like  yours  and  mine. 

"Our  whole  family  talked  it 
over,  and  we  took  a  secret  ballot 
vote.  Would  you  believe  it,  we 
all  voted  to  stay  right  here.  The 
children  like  their  friends  here, 
and  their  tree  house.  We  planted 
these  dear  old  trees,  you  folks  and 
Jim  and  I,  and  well,  you  just  can't 
pull  up  roots  like  that.  Our  roots 
go  deep,  Marion. 

"I  told  Jim  what  I  wanted  was 
a  car  of  my  own.  So  that  when 
you  and  I  wanted  to  go  shopping, 
or  take  the  children  on  picnics  or 
for  a  swim  we  could  go.  Jim  and 
Wally  always  have  the  family 
cars,  and  I  thought  how  nice  it 
would  be  if  I  could  drive  you  to 
Relief  Society  when  you  have  all 
those  visual  aids  to  carry.  I 
thought  about  the  time  we  hunt- 
ed for  little  Susie  when  she  was 
(Continued  on  page  879) 


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EDITORIAL 


Samuel  Johnson  said,  "Gratitude  is  a  fruit  of  great  cultivation"; 
and  Aesop  wrote  "Gratitude  is  the  sign  of  noble  souls." 

Latter-day  Saints  are  taught  to  express  gratitude  to  the  Lord 
many  times  daily  —  in  secret  prayer,  before  each  meal,  in  family 
prayers,  and  in  testimonies  before  one's  fellow  men. 

Gratitude  is  expressed  as  the  result  of  the  ability  to  buy  a  new 
car,  new  household  appliances,  a  new  home  in  a  new  subdivision,  new 
clothes,  vacation  trips.  Gratitude  means  a  pair  of  shoes  for  a  child, 
food  for  a  family,  money  to  pay  the  doctor  bill,  the  light  and  heat 
bills,  to  keep  the  family  car  running.  Gratitude  means  a  child  on  a 
mission,  a  calling  in  the  Church,  the  payment  of  tithes  and  offerings, 
service  to  others,  the  healing  of  a  loved  one.  Circumstances  under 
which  people  live  vary  widely,  but  not  the  necessity  of  feeling  and 
expressing  gratitude  for  every  blessing. 

There  are,  however,  trials  and  tribulations,  heartaches,  sickness, 
even  partings  from  loved  ones.  It  takes  great  faith  to  be  grateful  for 
such  experiences;  the  human  soul  cannot,  at  times,  rise  spontaneously 
in  gratitude.     Yet  one  knows  that  experiences  are  given  as  a  testing, 


Volume  51       November  1964       Number  11 

•  Belle  S.  Spafford,  President 

•  Marianne  C.  Sharp,  First  Counselor 

•  Louise  W.  Madsen,  Second  Counselor 

•  Hulda  Parker,  Secretary-Treasurer 


Gratitude 


and  that  this  life  is  to  prove  the  individual.  As  one  looks  back  over 
a  time  of  dire  distress,  often  the  good  which  emerged  can  be  traced, 
although  at  the  time  it  seemed  impossible  to  find  it.  It  may  be  long 
afterwards  before  gratitude  fills  the  soul. 

The  Lord  decreed,  "In  the  sweat  of  thy  face  shalt  thou  eat  bread." 
This  may  be  viewed  as  a  curse  —  forcing  men  to  work  hard,  or  it  may 
be  viewed  with  gratitude  as  an  opportunity  to  work.  The  understanding 
and  attitude  of  the  individual  make  the  difference.  A  mother  may 
work  long  hours  in  homemaking,  disciplining  children,  encouraging 
them,  serving  them,  cleaning,  sewing,  cooking,  nursing,  gardening  — 
at  the  end  of  the  day,  however,  her  gratitude  and  satisfaction  well  up 
to  the  Lord  for  work  well  done,  and  the  ability  to  perform  the  duties 
which  devolve  upon  her,  a  sign  of  a  noble  soul,  according  to  Aesop. 

Almost  everyone  needs  practice  in  cultivating  and  expressing 
gratitude,  in  searching  out  and  acknowledging  the  good  both  in  tribu- 
lations and  blessings.  As  one  approaches  an  attitude  of  gratitude  for 
all  things,  one  reaches  nearer  the  avowal  of  the  Savior  "Not  my  will, 
but  thine,  be  done."  — M.C.S. 


Anna  B.  Hart 
Edith  S.  Elliott 
Florence  J.  Madsen 
Leone  G.  Layton 
Blanche  B.  Stoddard 
Evon  W.  Peterson 
Aleine  M.  Young 
Josie  B.  Bay 
Alberta  H.  Christensen 
Mildred  B.  Eyring 
Edith  P.  Backman 
Winniefred  S.  Manwaring 
EIna  P.  Haymond 
Mary  R.  Young 


Mary  V.  Cameron 
Afton  W.  Hunt 
Wealtha  S.  Mendenhall 
Elsa  T.  Peterson 
Fanny  S.  Kienitz 
Elizabeth  B.  Winters 
LaRue  H.  Rosell 
Jennie  R.  Scott 
Alice  L.  Wilkinson 
Irene  W.  Buehner 
Irene  C.  Lloyd 
Hazel  S.  Love 
Fawn  H.  Sharp 
Celestia  J.  Taylor 


Anne  R.  Gledhill 
Belva  B.  Ashton 
Zola  J.  McGhie 
Oa  J.  Cannon 
Lila  B.  Walch 
Lenore  C.  Gundersen 
Marjorie  C.  Pingree 
Darlene  C.  Dedekind 
Cleone  R.  Eccles 
Edythe  K.  Watson 
Ellen  N.  Barnes 
Kathryn  S.  Gilbert 
Verda  F.  Burton 
Myrtle  R.  Olson 
Alice  C.  Smith 


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Relief  Society  Lessons  on  Talking  Book  Records 
Again  Available  for  the  Sightless 

The  Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of  Latter-day  Saints,  Department  for 
the  Aid  of  the  Sightless  has  prepared  on  talking  book  records  the 
Relief  Society  Study  Courses  for  October  1964  to  May  1965.  These 
courses  include  theology,  the  visiting  teacher  messages,  work  meeting 
discussions,  literature,  and  social  science.  These  recordings  have 
been  prepared  for  the  use  of  the  blind  only  and  will  be  sent  free  to 
any  blind  person  desiring  them.  Requests  should  be  sent  to  The 
Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of  Latter-day  Saints,  Department  for  the  Aid 
of  the  Sightless,  47  East  South  Temple,  Salt  Lake  City,  Utah,  84111. 


Picture  Kits  for  Theology  Lessons  Available 

A  picture  kit  for  use  as  a  visual  aid  in  presenting  the  theology  lessons 
for  1964-65  is  available  at  the  Deseret  Book  Company,  44  East  South  Temple, 
Salt  Lake  City,  Utah  84111,  price  $1.00,  plus  10c  for  postage.  The  kit  con- 
sists of  pictures  of  the  home  of  John  Johnson,  Hiram,  Ohio;  the  home  of  John 
Tanner,  Bolton,  New  York;  Adam-ondi-Ahman;  temple  lot  at  Independence, 
Missouri;  the  first  First  Presidency  of  the  Church;  the  First  Presidency  1901- 
1910;  William  W.  Phelps;  Hyrum  Smith;  President  Joseph  Fielding  Smith; 
President  David  O.  McKay. 

The  picture  kit  prepared  for  the  1963-64  theology  lessons  is  also  avail- 
able at  the  Deseret  Book  Company  for  the  same  price.  The  pictures  included 
in  this  kit  will  be  found  useful  also  for  the  continuing  lessons  of  the  theology 
course.  The  kit  contains  the  following  pictures:  The  Prophet  Joseph  Smith, 
Newel  K.  Whitney,  Lorenzo  Snow,  Wilford  Woodruff,  Orson  Hyde,  President 
Joseph  F.  Smith,  Oliver  Cowdery,  Sidney  Rigdon,  Frederick  G.  Williams,  and 
Edward  Partridge. 


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omaiis 
Sphere 


Ramona  W.  Cannon 


RECENTLY  in  Bogota,  Colombia,  South 
America,  your  columnist  had  the  pleas- 
ure of  meeting  SENORA  INES  DE 
MONTANA  of  the  staff  of  The  Specta- 
tor, a  daily  newspaper  with  a  national 
circulation.  She  and  her  executive- 
husband  had  both  written  for  the  paper, 
and  when  he  suddenly  died,  she  felt 
that  she  could  never  write  again.  "We 
always  went  over  each  other's  work," 
she  said,  "and  discussed  so  many 
things.  It  was  not  respectable  for 
girls  to  go  to  college,  so  he  was  my 
university."  She  finally  forced  herself 
back  to  work  and  is  now  reputed  "the 
best  woman  journalist  in  Colombia." 
She  believes  in  the  power  of  the  press 
for  good,  and  has  been  of  invaluable 
help  in  causes  such  as  the  training  and 
employing  of  the  physically  handi- 
capped. The  international  organiza- 
tion of  Alcoholics  Anonymous  recently 
cited  her  at  a  public  meeting  for  her 
help.  Mrs.  Montana  mentioned  a  visit 
of  hers  to  Salt  Lake  City.  "It  merits  its 
reputation  as  the  cleanest  city  in  the 
United  States,"  she  wrote.  In  conversa- 
tion, this  warm,  charming,  courageous 
woman  smiled  and  said,  "And  those 
Mormons  —  no  coffee,  no  tea,  no  to- 
bacco, no  liquor!" 

NANCY  LADY  ASTOR,  born  in  Virginia, 
who  became  the  first  woman  to  sit  in 
Great  Britain's  Parliament,  died  in  a 
London  suburb.  May  2,  a  few  days  be- 
fore her  eighty-fifth  birthday.  Elected 
to  the  House  of  Commons  to  succeed 
her  husband  when  he  was  elevated  to 
the  House  of  Lords,  she  served  for 
twenty-five  years.  Her  last  public  ap- 
pearance was  eighteen  months  ago. 
Witty  and  sharp-tongued,  Lady  Astor 
fought  for  many  causes,  principally 
women's  advancement  and  everybody's 
abstinence  from  liquor. 


MRS.  OLIVE  WOOLLEY  BURT,  of  Salt 
Lake  City,  author  of  thirty-five  pub- 
lished books,  and  for  many  years  a 
newspaper  woman  and  writer  of  maga- 
zine articles,  has  been  named  Woman 
of  Achievement  of  the  Year  by  the 
National    Federation   of   Press   Women. 

MRS.  ORA  PATE  STEWART,  author, 
poet  and  lecturer,  recently  won  two 
national  awards  sponsored  by  the  Na- 
tional League  of  American  Pen  Women. 
One  was  first  prize  for  her  Book  of 
Remembrance  in  the  national  gene- 
alogy contest  of  the  organization.  The 
other  was  second  prize  for  her  entry, 
"Moment  of  Truth,"  in  the  humorous 
verse  department. 

MRS.  MAUDE  B.  BURNELL,  ninety- 
three,  of  Portland,  Maine,  as  chairman 
of  the  East  Baldwin  Branch  of  the 
American  Red  Cross,  was  the  dynamic 
and  successful  leader  in  the  1964  fund 
campaign,  wherein  her  group  raised 
200  per  cent  of  its  quota.  "Grandma" 
Burnell  has  now  resigned  her  position 
in  Red  Cross  volunteer  service,  explain- 
ing "My  legs  just  aren't  what  they  used 
to  be." 

DR.  EDITH  SANDS  heads  Long  Island 
University's  Business  and  Financial  De- 
partment. In  preparation  for  her  book 
How  to  Select  Executive  Personnel 
(Reinholt,  New  York),  she  talked  and 
sent  questionnaires  to  eighty-two  Amer- 
ican business  leaders.  Only  four  per 
cent  of  the  nation's  executives  are 
women,  though  women  make  up  one 
third  of  the  nation's  labor  force.  The 
National  Manpower  Council  learned 
through  research  that  women  are  as 
capable  as  men  of  high  achievements 
in  technical  and  scientific  fields. 


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inside  and  out 


m!:iSk 


In  Time  of  Harvest 


Hal  Rumel 


Grace  for  G"rf'«i  Rounty 

Ethel  Jacobson 


This  food,  dear  Lord, 
Will  sustain  us  in  health 
Culled  from  your  bounty 
The  wide-flung  wealth 
Of  grain  and  fruit 
And  vine  and  seed, 
Each  ripe  in  its  time 
To  fill  our  need. 


Bless,  gracious  Lord, 
Orchard  and  field. 
And  all  the  goodness 
They  richly  yield. 
And  we  who  offer 
Our  thanks  to  you 
Are  your  loving  children. 
Bless  us,  too. 


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Melba  Christensen 


BASIC  SWEET  DOUGH 


1   cake  compressed  yeast 

1  c.  milk  or  '^  c.  powdered  milk  plus 

1  c.  water 

2  eggs 


1  tsp.  salt 

'^  c.  granulated  sugar 

Va  c.  shortening 

4  c.  (about)  enriched  flour  (sifted) 


1.  Dissolve  yeast  in  milk  which  has  been  scalded  and  cooled  to  lukewarm. 

2.  Add  eggs,  salt,  sugar,  shortening  and  2  c.  flour;  beat  until  it  springs  back 
from  spoon,  add  1  c.  more  flour;  mix  well  and  turn  out  on  lightly  floured  board. 
Knead  until  smooth  and  elastic,  or  until  bubbles  form  on  smooth  side. 

3.  Let  rise  until  double  in  bulk  in  a  greased  bowl  covered  with  a  damp 
towel  in  a  warm  place  (85°  to  90°F).  Dough  can  be  shaped  after  one  rising  or 
punched  down  for  second  rising. 

4.  Turn  out  on  lightly  floured  canvas  or  cloth,  and  knead  in  as  much  of  the 
remaining  flour  as  may  seem  necessary.     Shape  into  desired  roll  shapes. 

5.  Bake  rolls  without  filling  at  425°  F.  for  8-10  minutes.  Filled  rolls  should 
be  baked  at  375°  for  25-30  minutes. 


FILLING  FOR  CHRISTMAS  TREE 

Boil  together  for  1  minute: 


2  c.  apples,  finely  chopped 
1   c.  raisins,  ground 
1   c.  brown  sugar 


V2  tsp.  salt 

1/2  tsp.  cinnamon 


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1.  Roll  out  V2  recipe  of  Basic  Sweet  Dough  which  is  ready  for  shaping  on 
lightly  floured  board  or  cloth  into  rectangle  about  12  x  16  inches.  Gently 
transfer  to  greased  cookie  sheet  so  that  the  length  of  dough  goes  across  width 
of  cookie  sheet. 

2.  Brush  center  of  rectangle  with  melted  butter;  sprinkle  with  sugar  and 
cinnamon.     Spread  center  of  rectangle  with  filling. 

3.  Bring  upper  corners  of  dough  down  to  meet  the  center  of  the  lower 
edge.  You  will  have  "extra"  dough  at  the  base  of  tree.  Roll  vertical  edges 
of  center  back  and  clip  rolled  edges.  Gently  stretch  tree  so  that  it  fills 
cookie  sheet. 

4.  Trim  dough  from  lower  edge  saving  half  for  trunk.  Roll  dough  to  form 
trunk.  Clip  the  outside  edges  of  tree  with  long  diagonal  cuts.  Twist  to  form 
branches. 

5.  Cover  with  a  damp  cloth  and  let  rise  in  a  warm  place  until  double  in 
size  and  bake  at  375°  F.  about  20-30  minutes.  When  baked,  frost  with  Snowtop 
Frosting.    Garnish  with  cherries,  citron,  and  nuts. 

FRENCH  CHRISTMAS   LACE 


Make  Basic  Sweet  Dough, 
pare  the  filling. 


Let  rise  twice  and  during  second  rising  pre- 


FILLING:  Boil  together  for  one  minute: 

2  c.  apples,  finely  chopped 
1   c.  raisins,  ground 
1   c.  dark  brown  sugar, 
firmly  packed 


V2  tsp.  salt 

V2    tsp.  cinnamon,  ground 


1.  Cool.  Then  roll  out  '/2  of  Basic  Sweet  Dough  into  14  x  8  inches.  Gently 
transfer  to  greased  cookie  sheet. 

2.  Spread  filling  down  center  in  strip  about  4"  wide.  At  each  side  of 
fining  make  cuts  2"  apart,  making  cuts  2"  long  into  dough.  This  makes  7 
strips  on  each  side. 

3.  Cross  alternate  strips  across  center  filled  section.  On  last  strips,  tuck 
under  and  seal.  Cover  with  damp  cloth  and  let  rise  until  double  in  bulk. 
Bake  30-35  minutes  at  375° F.  Frost  with  Snowtop  Frosting.  Garnish  with 
Marachino  cherries,  nuts,  and  green  and  red  citron. 


CROWN   ROLLS 


1/2  recipe  of  Basic  Sweet  Dough 
Va  c.  melted  shortening 
%  c.  brown  sugar, 

firmly  packed 


1  tsp.  cinnamon,  ground 
1/2  c.  nuts,  finely  chopped 

pecan  halves 

seedless  raisins 


1.  Use  V2  recipe  of  Basic  Sweet  Dough.     When  dough  is  double  in  bulk, 
punch  down. 

2.  Shape  dough  into  walnut  size  balls.     Dip   balls   in  melted  shortening 
and  roll  in  mixture  of  brown  sugar,  cinnamon,  and  chopped  nuts. 


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3.  Arrange  layer  of  balls  in  greased  9"  tube  pan;  sprinkle  with  pecan  halves 
and  raisins. 

4.  Fill  bottom  of  pan,  then  add  another  layer  of  balls  until  you  have  the 
pan  one  half  full,  and  sprinkle  with  more  pecan  halves. 

5.  Cover  with  damp  cloth  and  let  rise  to  rim  of  pan  (angel  food  cake  tin) 
about  40-50  minutes. 

6.  Bake  at  375 °F.  until  browned,  about  35  minutes.  Turn  out  of  pan  im- 
mediately and  cool  on  cake  rack.     Serve  hot  or  cold. 

SWEDISH  TEA   RING 

Roll  out  V2  recipe  of  Basic  Dough  about  16"  x  12".  Spread  with  butter,  then 
with  citrus  filling.  Roll  up  like  jelly  roll  and  place  on  greased  cookie  sheet 
in  a  circle,  then  cut  with  scissors  and  twist. 

Citrus  Filling  —  Mix  together: 

grated  rind  of  3  oranges 
grated  rind  of  one  grapefruit 
1   c.  granulated  sugar 

CINNAMON   ROLLS  —  BEAR  CLAWS  —  BUTTERFLIES 

Roll  out  dough,  brush  with  butter,  shake  on  sugar  and  cinnamon  and  a 
handful  of  raisins,  roll  up  and  seal  edges. 

Butter  a  string  and  put  under  roll,  cross,  and  pull.  This  cuts  without 
mashing. 

To  make  butterflies,  cut  cinnamon  rolls  about  2",  then  take  a  wooden  spoon 
handle  and  press  center  down. 

Bear  claws,  cut  3  slits. 

DATE-NUT   FILLING 

1-1/3  c.  pitted  dates  (finely  cut)  1/2  c.  water 

1/2  c.  granulated  sugar  1/3  c.  walnuts,  chopped 

1.  Add  water,  sugar,  and  dates;  cook  over  low  heat  until  completely  blend- 
ed and  thickened. 

2.  Add  nuts.     Cool.     Use  as  spread  on  rolled  dough. 

GLAZES 

To  glaze  the  top  of  breads  or  rolls,  use  either  the  egg  white  or  yolk  with 
a  teaspoon  of  water  added.  The  whole  egg  may  be  beaten  slightly  and  used 
also.     Use  a  pastry  brush  to  apply  just  before  rolls  are  placed  in  the  oven. 

SNOWTOP  FROSTING 

Va  c.  powdered  sugar  1/4  tsp.  extract 

2  tsp.  water 

Mix  into  smooth  paste. 


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-A.  ^Weloome 


Gift 


Vilate  R.  McAllister 


Does  it  embarrass  you  to  have  to 
dig  and  delve  among  the  necessi- 
ties you  carry  in  your  purse  to 
find  your  pen,  or  your  pass,  or 
your  address  book,  while  an 
amused  onlooker  watches  and 
waits?  Then  make  yourself  a 
"Tydee"  to  do  away  with  such 
embarrassment. 

For  materials,  you  will  need 
only  some  smooth  cardboard,  a 
small  piece  of  felt  yardage,  black 
or  a  gay  color,  and  sewing  thread. 

First  decide  on  the  size  that 
will  fit  easily  into  a  purse.  (About 
7x51/^  inches  will  fit  into  most 
purses,  or  the  Tydee  can  be  made 
longer  and  narrower  as  desired.) 
Cut  a  piece  of  cardboard  the  de- 
sired shape,  and  try  it  in  the 
purse.  There  should  be  an  inch 
or  so  space  around  it,  at  least. 
Now  lay  the  cardboard  on  the 
felt  and  cut  with  pinking  shears 
two  pieces  (for  the  back  and  front 
of  the  Tydee)  about  one-half  inch 
larger  than  the  cardboard.  Or 
you  may  fold  the  felt  and  cut  it 
double,  but  in  this  case  lay  the 
cardboard  even  with  the  folded 
edge,  which  will  be  the  bottom. 

Consider  the  contents  of  your 
purse,  plan  carefully,  and  decide 
what  size  pocket  will  fit  each  item. 
Allow  enough  room,  so  they  will 
not  fit  too  tightly  in  the  pockets. 
Don't  cut  separate  pockets  for 
each  of  your  trinkets,  because  you 
can  more  easily  cut  a  strip  which 
reaches  from  side  to  side,  and 
divide  it  into  pockets,  as  desired, 


by  stitching  up  and  down  be- 
tween them.  Mark  off  the  width 
of  each  pocket  and  stitch  the 
strip  to  the  Tydee  along  the  low- 
er edge.  Then  divide  into  pockets 
with  up  and  down  stitching,  being 
sure  to  backstitch  firmly  at  the 
top,  so  the  strip  will  not  come 
loose. 

Narrow  compartments  would 
accommodate  such  items  as  lip- 
stick, chapstick,  bobby  pins,  nail 
file,  etc. 

A  wider  strip  could  be  divided 
to  hold  address  book,  pen,  pencil, 
or  note  pad.  A  place  for  a  comb 
can  be  made  by  sewing  a  l^/^ 
inch  deep  strip  across  the  top  of 
the  Tydee. 

On  the  back  of  the  Tydee  other 
pockets  can  be  stitched.  Two 
compartments  about  the  same 
size  will  make  containers  for  the 
driver's  license,  personal  cards, 
tickets,  library  cards,  glasses, 
checkbook,  or  wallet.  Decide 
which  articles  you  need  most  fre- 
quently, because,  unless  your 
purse  is  large,  you  cannot  make 
enough  pockets  for  everything. 

After  the  pocket  compartments 
for  both  sides  have  been  stitched, 
sew  up  the  Tydee  %  inch  from 
the  edge  on  three  sides,  pockets 
outside,  of  course.  Insert  the 
cardboard  you  used  for  measuring 
as  stiffening,  and  sew  the  remain- 
ing edge.  Cardboard  may  have 
to  be  trimmed  a  little,  if  you  did 
not  leave  enough  seam  allowance. 

Now  fill  the  pockets,  and  see 


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SUGGESTED    DIMENSIONS   AND   POCKET   COMPARTMENTS    FOR 

"TYDEE"  PURSE  ORGANIZER 

7  X  5V2  inches 


how  handy  it  is  to  have  every- 
thing in  order.  You  may  attach 
your  coin  purse  to  the  upper  part 
of  your  bag  Uning,  or  to  the  Ty- 
dee,  with  a  bit  of  ribbon,  so  it 
will  be  easier  to  find,  and  less 
easy  to  lose.  Your  handkerchief 
and  the  few  other  objects  left  out 
of  the  Tydee  will  not  be  a  prob- 
lem. If  you  have  more  than  one 
purse  the  size  of  the  Tydee  or 
larger,  you  can  change  the  Tydee 
from  purse  to  purse  with  ease. 
If  you  have  a  purse  too  shallow 


for  your  pen  and  pencil  to  stand 
upright,  you  can  sew  strips  near 
the  top  of  your  Tydee  in  a  hori- 
zontal position,  and  leave  them 
open  at  the  end.  The  pen  will 
slide  easily  into  such  a  pocket, 
and  will  not  get  lost  in  the  bot- 
tom of  your  purse. 

When  you  get  yourself  sup- 
plied, remember  your  friends  and 
relatives  who  would  thank  you 
for  such  a  thoughtful,  if  inexpen- 
sive, gift. 


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Colorful 
Felt  Pictures 


June  F.  Krambule 


For  making  an  unusual  and 
decorative  picture,  Mrs.  John 
Fishburn  of  Ogden,  Utah,  took 
two  pieces  of  plyboard,  one-half 
yard  of  burlap,  a  few  feet  of 
screendoor  beading,  and  several 
small  squares  of  felt,  put  them 
together,  and  the  colorful  result 
was  a  pair  of  pictures  that  are 
something  to  crow  about.  The  pic- 
tures represent  weathervane 
roosters,  made  for  the  budget 
price  of  about  $1.55  and  designed 
to  accent  the  Fishburn  s  early- 
American  multi-purpose  room. 

Mrs.  Fishburn  details  the  proj- 
ect this  way:  First  secure  two 
11"  by  16"  (or  any  other  desired 
size)  pieces  of  plyboard  and 
burlap.  The  burlap  is  stretched 
tightly  across  the  front  of  the 
plyboard  and  glued  securely  to 
the  back.  The  mitered  comers 
may  need  to  be  tacked. 

Next,  select  in  dimensions 
needed  for  the  size  and  number 
of  pictures  you  are  making,  about 
six  squares  of  felt  found  in  most 
department  and  fabric  stores. 
These  should  include  black  felt 
for  the  weathervane,  red  or 
orange  for  the  rooster's  comb,  and 
a  variety  of  yellow,  green,  and 
brown  shades  that  blend  together. 
These,  of  course,  may  be  varied 
to  suit  your  own  decorating  color 
scheme. 


To  trace  the  patterns  directly 
from  the  design  given  here,  would 
make  a  very  small  rooster.  How- 
ever, it  is  not  a  difficult  process, 
using  this  design  as  a  guide,  to 
outline  and  make  your  own  pat- 
tern of  each  separate  piece,  keep- 
ing in  mind  the  proportions  rep- 
resented in  the  illustration.  Each 
separate  piece  of  the  pattern, 
when  outlined  to  your  satisfac- 
tion, can  then  be  traced  on  a  fair- 
ly heavy  paper.  When  each  piece 
is  numbered  correctly,  the  pat- 
terns are  ready  to  be  transferred 
to  the  felt  for  the  cutting  process. 

Pin  the  pattern  securely  on  the 
felt  and  cut  out  the  felt  accord- 
ingly with  very  sharp  scissors. 
Glue  the  felt  pieces  to  the  burlap 
in  the  order  numbered.  Dotted 
lines  indicate  sections  of  the  pat- 
tern covered  by  pieces  placed  on 
later.  Letters  suggest  the  colors 
that  may  be  used,  and  the  num- 
bers indicate  the  sequence  in 
which  the  pieces  of  felt  are  glued 
on  the  burlap. 

Narrow  screendoor  beading 
which  may  be  found  at  almost 
any  building  supply  store  is  care- 
fully glued  or  tacked  in  place, 
two  inches  in  from  the  edge,  to 
give  a  framing  effect. 

Good  luck  with  your  roosters. 
Cut  carefully,  glue  neatly,  and 
your  friends  will  crow  about  your 
pictures,  too. 


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Pattern   designed  and   used   by  Mrs.   John   Fishburn   to   make   colorful  felt   pictures   for   less   than 

o   dollar    each.     Numbers    indicate    order    in    which    pieces    are    placed    on    the    burlap-covered 

board. 

Color  Code:     R  -  red,   O  -  orange,   G  -  gold,   Gr  -  green,   B  -  black,    Br  -  brown. 


837 


''Little . . .  Acts  of  Kindness  and  of  Love" 

Elsie  C.  Carroll 

In  borrowing  a  line  from  Wordsworth  for  my  title,  I  purposely  omitted  two 
words.  He  wrote  "little,  nameless,  unremembered,  acts  of  kindness  and  of 
love."  Such  acts  as  I  am  thinking  of  may  be  unremembered,  and  nameless 
to  the  persons  who  performed  them,  but  they  are  long  remembered,  identified, 
and  cherished  by  the  recipient. 

My  life  has  been  made  richer  and  happier  by  innumerable  such  acts.  Only 
today  I  answered  my  doorbell  to  find  a  pretty  little  girl  with  a  box  of  fresh 
picked  raspberries  a  neighbor  had  sent  —  berries  from  the  few  bushes  in  her 
back  yard  which  her  family  could  well  have  relished.  This  family  knows  the 
joy  of  sharing  delicacies  with  others. 

On  last  Valentine's  day  the  children  of  a  family  who  had  moved  into  their 
new  home  across  the  street  from  me  a  short  time  before,  and  with  whom  I 
had  not  really  become  acquainted,  brought  me  a  beautiful  valentine  lunch  — 
including  heart-shaped  sandwiches,  cookies,  and  salad,  and  with  a  cute  little 
valentine  on  which  they  (or  their  remarkable  mother)  had  written:  "When 
you  need  someone  to  do  errands,  call  us."  This  was  followed  by  their  names 
and  telephone  number.  That  was  the  first  of  many  such  acts  that  give  the 
true  meaning  to  the  word  neighbor. 

One  time  when  I  was  returning  to  Utah  from  a  stay  in  the  East  with  my 
two  small  children,  my  little  daughter  became  sick.  She  needed  my  full  at- 
tention. Her  three-year-old  brother  wanted  to  run  up  and  down  the  aisle 
and  to  annoy  the  passengers  generally.  I  was  beside  myself  with  anxiety  and 
embarrassment.  This  had  not  been  going  on  long  when  a  pretty  woman  came 
to  my  very  apparent  need.  She  captured  my  son  and  took  him  to  her  own  seat 
in  the  other  end  of  the  car.  During  a  long  afternoon  and  evening  she  enter- 
tained him,  relieving  me  of  an  embarrassing  situation  and  keeping  him  happy. 
When  we  reached  my  destination  she  helped  me  off  the  train  into  the  hands 
of  waiting  relatives.  A  life-long  regret  is  that  in  thanking  her  for  such  a 
wonderful  kindness,  I  did  not  learn  her  name  or  address.  But  I  shall  never 
forget  her.  She  remains  in  my  memory  as  a  lovely  angel.  Hers  was  not  a 
little  act  of  kindness;  it  was  too  big  to  be  measured. 

Another  act  of  similar  dimension  came  as  a  blessing  years  later.  I  was 
returning  to  my  home  after  my  daughter's  marriage,  and  her  departure  for 
her  honeymoon.  My  son  was  away.  Neither  one  would  ever  be  at  home 
again,  except  for  visits.  I  had  adjusted  as  well  as  a  woman  can  to  years  of 
widowhood,  but  now  a  new  adjustment  faced  me. 

It  was  dusk  when  I  drove  into  my  garage.  The  house  was  dark,  and 
lonely.  It  could  never  be  a  real  home  again,  it  seemed  to  me  at  that  desolate 
moment.  It  took  me  some  time  to  find  courage  to  walk  to  the  house.  I  con- 
templated going  to  the  home  of  a  relative  or  friend  —  at  least  for  this  one 
night.  But,  I  realized  it  would  be  as  hard  the  next  night,  or  the  next.  It  was 
a  new  life  I  was  facing,  and  it  was  up  to  me  how  I  faced  it. 

Finally,  I  unlocked  the  door  and  went  inside.  I  turned  on  a  light  and 
started  toward  my  bedroom  where  I  intended  to  throw  myself  on  my  bed  and 
release  the  pent-up  tears  that  were  choking  me.  I  felt  that  I  could  weep  for- 
ever. 

My  doorbell  rang.  Reluctantly  I  answered  it.  There  stood  my  friend 
Nellie.  Before  I  could  speak  she  said:  "Here  I  am  with  my  nightgown.  I  knew 
how  hard  this  first  night  with  Helen  and  Charlie  both  gone  would  be.  Tomor- 
row will  be  a  new  day,  and  the  sun  will  be  shining.  But  I  didn't  want  you 
to  be  alone  tonight." 

A  little  act  of  kindness  and  of  love.  No!  It  was  a  big  act,  and  it  helped 
more  than  Nellie  could  know.  She  may  have  forgotten  it.  But  her  act.  with  so 
many  others  that  have  blessed  and  brightened  my  life,  will  never  be  unre- 
membered by  me. 

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Crocheting  Is  a  Fine  Art  for  Caiiie  Haggard 


Mrs.  Callie  C.  Haggard,  Laveen,  Arizona,  has  often  looked  at  her  cro- 
chet hook  and  her  balls  of  thread,  and  considered  a  multitude  of 
opportunities  for  creating  designs  of  artistry  and  usefulness.  She 
declares  that  her  handicraft  hobbies  keep  her  busy  and  happy,  and 
these  qualities  are  evident  in  the  many  exquisite  articles  which  Mrs. 
Haggard  presents  as  gifts  to  her  relatives  and  friends.  She  has  made 
hundreds  of  crocheted  doilies  and  dish  towel  sets,  embroidered  pillow- 
slips (with  crocheted  edgings),  and  many  smaller  decorative  items.  She 
has  made  many  quilts  for  her  children  and  grandchildren,  and  the 
making  of  quilts,  when  Mrs.  Haggard  was  a  young  woman,  paid  for 
piano  lessons  for  her  daughters.  She  has  made  many  articles  for 
Relief  Society  bazaars  and  has  instructed  groups  of  young  women  in 
handicraft  skills.  For  fifty  years  she  has  been  a  faithful  visiting 
teacher.  Her  progeny  number  nine  children,  forty-two  grandchildren, 
and  seventy-nine  great-grandchildren.  She  refers  to  her  loved  ones 
as  the  crown  of  her  long  and  happy  life. 


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Turn 

of  the  Wheel 


Mabel  Harmer 


Chapter  2 


Synopsis:  Elsa  Breinholt  meets  Clay 
Knowlton,  an  American  sergeant  sta- 
tioned with  the  United  States  Army 
in  Heidelberg.  He  is  a  member  of 
the  English-speaking  branch  of  the 
Church.  In  her  own  branch  a  recently 
arrived  member  is  Karl  Ernst,  who 
accompanies  her  and  her  mother  and 
sister  home  to  Sunday  dinner. 

On  the  following  Sunday  Elsa 
asked  Brother  Meyer  if  she  might 
attend  Sunday  School  upstairs. 
''I  am  anxious  to  have  every 
opportunity  to  improve  my  Eng- 
lish," she  said.  "Maria  will  play 
the  organ  in  here." 

"For  today  —  if  you  wish/'  he 
agreed.  "But  we  must  not  lose 
you  altogether.  We  need  every- 
one we  have  —  and  more." 

"Yes,  I  know.     And  I  promise 


that  it  will  be  only  for  this  once. 
At  least,  it  will  not  be  very 
often." 

Brother  Meyer  answered  her 
beguiling  smile  with  a  fatherly  pat 
on  the  shoulder  and  turned  to 
greet  other  members  of  the 
branch. 

As  Elsa  climbed  the  stairway 
she  asked  herself,  "Now,  am  I 
entirely  honest  in  persuading  my- 
self that  I  am  coming  up  here  to 
better  my  English?" 

Not  quite  able  to  answer,  she 
took  a  seat  at  the  rear  and  looked 
around.  There  were  some  few 
whom  she  knew  but  many  who 
were  strangers.  The  military  per- 
sonnel of  the  United  States  Army 
base,  with  their  families,  made  up 


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the  greater  part  of  the  congrega- 
tion. There  were  also  a  few 
tourists  and  some  missionaries, 
touring  Europe  on  their  way 
home  from  various  countries.  She 
did  not  see  Clay  Knowlton  and 
had  to  acknowledge  a  slight  pang 
of  disappointment.  She  also  had 
to  admit  that,  if  the  improving 
of  her  English  had  been  her  pri- 
mary objective  in  coming  up,  it 
had  not  been  her  entire  aim. 

She  was  both  pleased  and  sur- 
prised, therefore,  to  meet  him  on 
the  steps  outside,  after  the  serv- 
ice. "So,  there  you  are!"  he 
exclaimed.  "Here  I  come  to  your 
Sunday  School  especially  to  meet 
you  —  and  you  are  not  there." 

Elsa's  cheeks  colored.  She 
might  have  convinced  herself  that 
she  had  gone  upstairs  with  no 
ulterior  motives,  but  he  would 
most  certainly  believe  otherwise. 
She  was  rather  glad  that  Maria 
joined  them  at  that  moment  and 
asked  with  outrageous  candor, 
"Did  your  friend  sleep  in  again 
today?" 

"No.  He  has  gone  to  Holland 
for  the  week  end.  He  claimed 
that  he  had  to  see  the  acres  of 
tulips  in  bloom,  whether  I  was 
left  to  walk  or  not.  I  did  man- 
age to  get  a  ride  with  one  of  the 
other  families,  however.  One  of 
these  days  I  shall  have  my  own 
car.  Then  you  and  I  will  take 
a  long  ride  wherever  you  wish." 

"Good!  I  hope  that  it  will  be 
very  soon." 

"No  more  than  do  I,"  agreed 
Clay  heartily.  "I  see  that  my 
people  are  ready  to  leave  now,  so 
I'll  have  to  hurry.  See  you  all 
later." 

He  left,  and  Karl,  who  had  been 
talking  with  Brother  Meyer,  but 


constantly  casting  glances  their 
way,  came  over  to  join  them. 
Sister  Breinholt,  who  had  been 
visiting  with  other  friends,  also 
hurried  over.  "You  will  come 
home  with  us  to  dinner,  I  hope?" 
she  said  to  Karl. 

"Thank  you  very  much.  I 
would  surely  like  to,"  he  replied, 
"but  I  have  been  invited  home 
with  the  Meyers  today." 

"That  is  too  bad."  Her  face 
showed  genuine  disappointment. 
"Some  other  time,  then.  And  how 
is  the  work  coming?" 

"Fine,  thank  you,"  Karl  re- 
plied. "I  am  going  to  be  kept 
very  busy  .  .  .  which  is  just  what 
I  wanted." 

The  three  said  their  goodbyes 
and  left  for  home.  "I  like  Brother 
Knowlton  the  best,"  remarked 
Maria  as  they  walked  along.  "He 
looks  just  like  a  movie  actor. 
Maybe  his  hair  could  be  a  bit 
more  red,  or  golden,  or  something. 
But  his  eyes  are  nice  and  blue 
and  he  is  so  tall." 

"The  best  of  whom?"  asked 
Elsa,  pretending  innocence. 

"The  best  of  your  two  young 
men,  of  course.  Karl  is  nice,  too, 
and  he  has  a  gorgeous  smile.  But 
Clay  is  the  most  fun.  Don't  you 
think  so?" 

"I  hadn't  even  thought  about 
it,"  answered  Elsa  coolly.  "And 
they  are  certainly  not  my  young 
men." 

"Then  you  had  best  start 
thinking,"  reproved  her  mother. 
"A  fine  young  man  like  Karl  will 
not  be  left  unnoticed  for  very 
long.  There  are  too  many  single 
girls  around." 

"But  none  so  beautiful  as  El- 
sa," said  Maria  complacently. 

"If  he  prefers  them,  that  is  up 
to  him,"  smiled  Elsa,  putting  her 


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arm  around  her  younger  sister's 
shoulders. 

A  few  days  later,  as  she  was  pre- 
paring to  leave  the  shop,  she  was 
surprised  —  and  pleased  —  to 
have  Clay  drop  in  again.  ''I  want 
one  of  those  cute  little  Hum- 
mels,"  he  said.  "It's  my  sister's 
birthday.  You  make  the  choice. 
I'm  sure  that  you  can  do  it  much 
better  than  I." 

"Thank  you.  This  one  is  a 
great  favorite,"  and  she  held  up 
the  figurine  of  the  two  children 
under  an  umbrella. 

"That's  fine  —  for  a  starter. 
I'm  going  to  send  as  many  as  I 
can,  one  at  a  time.  Jean  is 
fourteen  and  something  of  a  doll 
herself."  He  walked  around  the 
shop,  looking  at  different  items. 
Holding  up  a  small  clock,  he  said, 
"I  understand  that  next  Monday 
is  a  holiday  around  here,  Easter 
Monday." 

"Yes."  Elsa  took  the  clock 
and  wound  it  up  so  that  the 
cuckoo  would  perform. 

"Then,  how  about  going  on  a 
boat  trip  up  the  river  with  me? 
I  am  told  there  are  some  lovely 
medieval  towns  where  one  can 
stop  for  lunch,  and  that  the  whole 
trip  is  very  beautiful." 

Elsa  hesitated  only  a  moment. 
There  was  no  really  good  reason 
why  she  shouldn't  go.  It  had 
been  a  long  time  since  she  had 
enjoyed  a  treat  like  this,  and  it 
would  be  an  almost  perfect  way 
to  spend  the  holiday.  "All  right," 
she  nodded.  "Shall  we  leave 
early?  Then  we  could  go  as  far 
as  Hirschorn  and  have  plenty  of 
time  to  visit  the  castle,  as  well  as 
having  our  lunch." 

"It  sounds  great,"  agreed  Clay. 


"I'U  call  for  you  about  ten.  I 
have  my  own  hack  now." 

"Hack?"  repeated  Elsa,  puz- 
zled. 

"Car.  Automobile.  One  of  the 
fellows  who  was  leaving  to  go 
back  to  the  States  sold  me  his." 

When  she  arrived  home  Elsa 
told  her  plans  to  her  mother  with 
some  diffidence.  While  Sister 
Breinholt  was  not  enthusiastic 
about  the  outing,  neither  did  she 
disapprove  and  even  offered  to 
pack  a  lunch. 

"Thank  you,  no,"  Elsa  replied. 
"We'll  stop  for  lunch  either  at 
Hirschorn  or  Eberbach.  That's 
part  of  the  fun  of  going." 

It  was  a  beautiful,  bright  day 
and  so  many  people  were  taking 
advantage  of  the  holiday  that 
every  chair  on  the  deck  of  the 
pleasure  boat  was  filled.  All  along 
the  green,  sloping  banks  of  the 
river  were  families  with  their 
blankets  spread  on  the  grass  and 
their  heavy  food  hampers  close 
by.  Elsa  thought  that  she  had 
never  seen  such  a  peaceful,  lovely 
scene. 

As  they  entered  the  first  lock, 
and  the  boat  slowly  rose.  Clay 
said,  "I've  never  been  on  a  river 
like  this  before.  Out  West  our 
streams  seem  to  rush  down  as  if 
they  were  in  a  hurry  to  get  some- 
where." 

"Is  everything  in  America  in 
such  a  hurry?"  she  asked. 

"Oh,  no.  As  a  matter  of  fact, 
I  doubt  if  we  work  nearly  as  hard 
as  you  do.  You  should  come 
over  and  see." 

"I  am  going  to."  She  spoke  as 
if  it  were  quite  taken  for  granted. 

"Good!  That's  a  fine  idea.  Do 
you  plan  to  go  right  away?" 

"No.    I  wish  that  I  could.  But 


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I  have  no  means  to  go  now.  How- 
ever, I  am  saving  my  money,  and 
it  will  not  take  too  much  longer. 
Then,  of  course,  I  must  have  a 
sponsor." 

'That  will  be  easy."  Clay  made 
it  sound  as  if  it  were  a  sponsor 
for  an  outdoor  picnic.  ''Anyway, 
I  imagine  it  will.  My  folks  would 
be  glad  to  sponsor  you.  I'll  write 
at  once.  I  suppose  you  don't 
happen  to  have  any  friends  or 
relatives  over  there?" 

"Relatives,  yes  —  but  not  in 
Utah.  That  is  one  reason  I  am 
so  anxious  to  go.  My  grandfather 
went  many  years  ago  when  he 
first  joined  the  Church.  Two 
uncles  went  also.  They  have 
farms  in  Idaho  and  have  done 
very  well.  Their  children  have 
had  fine  educations,  and  all  are 
prominent  in  their  communities. 
The  grandparents  are  dead  now. 
My  own  father  was  the  only  one 
in  the  family  who  did  not  go.  He 
died  in  the  war.  I  feel  very  deep- 
ly now  that  I  should  go  —  and 
work  to  bring  over  Mother  and 
Maria  when  I  can." 

"Good,"  Clay  nodded  his  ap- 
proval. "And  do  they  also  feel 
this  way?" 

"Mother,  no.  She  is  quite  will- 
ing to  stay  here.  She  loves 
Heidelberg.  She  loves  Germany. 
Especially  now  that  there  is  work 
for  everyone.  Maria  is  like  me. 
She  also  has  the  wanderlust.  And, 
since  there  are  only  the  three  of 
us.  Mother  would  go  if  we  did." 

They  settled  back  in  their  deck 
chairs  to  watch  the  passing  scene 
as  the  boat  moved  slowly  up  the 
river.  "This  is  like  something 
out  of  a  storybook,"  Clay  re- 
marked, "to  be  floating  past 
medieval  towns  and  ancient  cas- 


tles with  a  golden-haired  prin- 
cess." 

"Who  tomorrow  will  turn  back 
into  a  shopgirl,"  smiled  Elsa. 

"No,  that  is  merely  a  disguise. 
She  will  still  be  the  princess, 
merely  waiting  for  her  knight  to 
come  and  claim  her." 

Elsa,  with  little  imagination, 
could  almost  believe  it  was  true 
—  especially  when  she  looked  up 
at  the  old  castle  on  the  top  of 
the  hill.  Ordinary  mortals  could 
not  possibly  have  belonged  in 
such  a  romantic  setting. 

They  decided  to  stop  at  Hir- 
schorn  and  perhaps  take  a  later 
boat  on  to  Eberbach,  or  save  that 
trip  for  another  day. 

As  they  walked  ashore  Clay 
remarked,  "This  place  looks  so 
interesting  that  we  may  decide 
not  to  go  back  at  all.  We  may 
just  decide  to  move  into  the  cas- 
tle and  take  over.  Perhaps  you 
are  one  of  the  descendants,  and 
the  castle  really  belongs  to  you 
anyway." 

"If  we  do  move  in,  we'll  be 
awfully  lonely,"  she  replied.  "The 
last  of  the  Hirschorn  family  died 
out  nearly  300  years  ago.  At  least, 
the  last  son  died.  There  was  a 
feud  between  the  members  of  the 
Hirschorn  family  and  the  lords 
of  Handschusheim.  Both  families 
were  fearful  that  their  lines  would 
die  out  and  hoped  for  the  birth 
of  sons.  The  last  two  fought  a 
duel  in  Heidelberg,  and  that  was 
the  end  of  their  families  —  at 
least  as  far  as  males  were  con- 
cerned." 

"That  may  be.  But  I  still 
think  that  you  must  have  a  valid 
claim.  Shall  we  go  up  and  see  if 
Elsa  is  carved  on  one  of  the  great 
wooden  doors?  And  I  rather  think 


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there  will  be  a  great  key  hanging 
by  the  side  with  a  notice  that 
reads,  For  Elsa." 

"Then  let  us  go  by  all  means, 
but  —  "  as  she  turned  towards 
the  shops  —  "after  lunch.  I  doubt 
if  we  will  find  a  table  set  in  the 
banquet  room  labeled  For  Elsa.'' 

They  walked  through  the  old 
town  with  its  quaint,  half-tim- 
bered houses,  until  they  found  a 
cafe  with  an  outdoor  eating  space 
in  a  garden.  The  food  was  both 
substantial  and  savory  but,  with 
their  healthy  young  appetites, 
they  would  have  enjoyed  plain 
boiled  beef  and  cabbage. 

Afterward,  they  sat  in  the 
shade  and  talked,  forgetting  that 
there  was  a  key  on  the  castle 
door  waiting  for  Elsa,  until  the 
proprietor  reminded  them  by  tak- 
ing the  cloth  from  the  table  and 
shaking  it  vigorously,  almost  in 
their  faces. 

They  were  too  happy  to  mind 
this  slight  discourtesy  and  went 
away,  climbing  the  hill  towards 
the  castle.  They  went  as  far  as 
the  ramparts,  only  vestiges  of 
which  now  remained.  "I  think 
perhaps  that  we  should  turn 
back,"  said  Elsa.  "Vm  not  sure 
what  time  we  can  get  a  boat.  And 
we  should  reach  home  before 
dark." 

"Then  you  will  never  know  if 
the  key  still  waits  for  the  prin- 
cess," said  Clay,  shading  his  eyes 
and  looking  upward,  as  if  he 
might  determine  even  from  that 
distance.  "On  the  other  hand,  it 
will  give  us  a  wonderful  excuse  to 
come  again." 

"Yes.  And  if  the  key  has  hung 
there  for  300  years,  it  will  stay 
for  a  few  more  weeks  —  or  even 
years,"  Elsa  smiled. 


They  walked  back  down  the  hill 
and  soon  afterwards  caught  a 
boat.  There  were  some  students 
aboard,  one  with  an  accordion, 
and  all  with  vigorous  voices. 
Many  of  those  aboard,  including 
Elsa,  joined  in  the  songs.  Clay 
sang  along  in  EngHsh,  if  he  hap- 
pened to  know  the  song.  When 
they  came  forth  with  "Du,  du 
liebst  mir  im  Herzen,"  he  was 
able  to  join  in  with  his  own  ver- 
sion of  German.  "Our  glee  club 
sang  that  in  school,"  he  ex- 
plained. "Only  I  didn't  appreci- 
ate it  at  the  time." 

The  sun  had  set  behind  the 
western  hills  by  the  time  they 
arrived  back  in  Heidelberg.  The 
last  golden  rays  lit  up  the  towers 
of  the  great  castle  on  the  hill  and 
the  Old  Bridge. 

"I  could  sure  fall  in  love  with 
this  town,"  said  Clay,  as  the  boat 
drew  up  to  the  landing  dock. 
"It's  no  wonder  you  read  so  much 
romantic  stuff  about  it  —  Hke 
the  Student  Prince,  for  instance. 
Do  you  suppose  that  the  girl 
Kathy  married  someone  here, 
after  the  prince  was  shipped  out, 
and  that  she  was  one  of  your  an- 
cestors?" 

"No,"  Elsa  replied  gravely. 
"I'm  a  princess  of  the  House  of 
Hirschorn  —  remember?" 

"Sure."  Clay  took  her  arm  to 
guide  her  up  the  steps.  "But  that 
was  earlier.  When  the  fortunes 
fell,  your  great-grandmother  came 
here  and  was  a  waitress  at  the 
inn.  Are  you  really  serious  about 
going  to  America?" 

"Really.     I  am  quite  serious." 

"Okay.  We'll  get  going  on  it. 
Since  you  speak  English  so  well 
there  should  be  no  trouble  in 
getting  work." 

As  he  left  her  at  the  house, 


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he  said,  "Auf  wiedersehen  —  and 
thanks  for  one  of  the  loveliest 
days  in  all  my  life." 

"And  mine,"  she  replied.  "Auf 
wiedersehen." 

She  ran  up  the  steps,  and  when 
she  entered  the  house  was  sur- 
prised to  see  Karl  sitting  at  the 
supper  table  with  her  mother  and 
Maria. 

"Hello,"  she  said,  slipping  off 
her  sweater  and  joining  them  at 
the  table.  "Aren't  you  eating 
awfully  late?" 

"Yes,"  agreed  her  mother.  "We 
have  been  working  as  long  as  the 
light  lasted.  Karl  has  been  help- 
ing us  to  clean  up  the  garden  and 
put  in  some  tomato  plants.  He 
has  been  working  here  all  day." 
Her  tone  implied  "While  you  have 
been  gallivanting  off  up  the  riv- 
er." 

"How  good  of  you,"  said  Elsa 
smiling.  "You  must  come  and 
help  us  eat  all  the  tomatoes.  .  .  . 
If  they  grow,  that  is,"  she  added 
mischievously. 

"They  will  grow,"  Karl  an- 
swered emphatically.  "That  I 
promise.  They  must  grow  if  I 
am  to  help  you  eat  them.  I  will 
watch  over  them  like  a  fend  par- 
ent." 

Karl  left  soon  after  they  were 
through  eating,  saying  that  he 
would  look  in  after  his  plants 
very  often. 

No  sooner  was  he  out  of  ear- 
shot than  Sister  Breinholt  said, 
with  a  deep  sigh  of  satisfaction, 
"My,  but  that  is  a  fine  young 
man!" 

"And  handsome,"  added  Ma- 
ria. "Of  course,  he  isn't  quite  so 
tall  as  Clay,  but  he  has  beautiful 
hair  —  so  thick  and  almost  black. 
And  he  has  a  wonderful  smile." 


As  her  mother  looked  to  her 
for  confirmation,  Elsa  agreed 
heartily.  "Yes,  he  is  indeed.  I 
hope  that  he  does  well  in  his  work 
here.  And  he  will  surely  be  a 
great  help  in  the  branch." 

"All  day  he  worked  in  the 
garden,"  said  Sister  Breinholt, 
nodding  vigorously.  "And  what 
do  you  think!  He  has  promised 
to  build  us  a  small  greenhouse. 
Then  we  can  have  vegetables  and 
fruits  early  in  the  season.  He 
thinks  that  he  can  do  it  for  about 
two  hundred  marks.  That  would 
mean  only  a  little  more  than 
fifteen  dollars  from  each  one  of 
us." 

Elsa  hated  to  throw  a  damper 
on  her  enthusiasm,  but  she  knew 
that  this  was  the  time.  She  drew 
a  deep  breath  and  said,  "Fm  sor- 
ry, Mother,  but  I  cannot  help.  I 
am  going  to  save  as  much  as  I 
can.  In  the  fall  I  may  have  a 
chance  to  go  to  America." 

"Go  to  AmericaF'  exclaimed 
her  mother,  as  if  such  adventures 
were  completely  unknown.  "Why 
in  the  world  would  you  want  to 
do  that?" 

Elsa  sighed.  They  had  been 
over  this  ground  many  times  be- 
fore. But  before  it  had  been 
only  a  dream.  Now  it  could  eas- 
ily become  a  reality. 

"You  know  why  I  want  to  go. 
Because  there  is  opportunity 
there  for  young  people.  Our 
grandfather  left  everything  here 
to  go  over  and  help  build  up  the 
Church  and  the  State.  His  sons 
and  grandsons  have  reaped  all 
the  benefits  so  far.  I  would  like 
to  share  in  it,  too.  I  think  that 
he  would  like  to  have  me  share 
in  it." 

"But  you  have  so  much  here," 
her  mother  went  on  incredulous- 


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NOVEMBER   1964 


ly,  "a  good  job  —  nice  friends 
—  a  good  home/' 

''Working  in  a  shop  is  not  such 
a  wonderful  job.  And  it  will  nev- 
er be  any  better.  I  have  no  other 
prospects." 

''But  perhaps  you  will  get  mar- 
ried," her  mother  persisted.  "So 
pretty  a  girl  as  you  is  bound  to 
get  married.  So  far  there  have 
not  been  many  young  men  in  the 
branch.  But  now  there  is 
Karl.  .  .  ." 

"Mother!"  Elsa  interrupted. 
"You  haven't  the  slightest  notion 
that  Karl  may  be  interested  in 
me.  Perhaps  he  has  a  girl  back 
home  who  is  waiting  for  him  to 
send  for  her." 

That  was  a  possibility  that 
Sister  Breinholt  had  not  consid- 
ered. She  was  taken  back  and 
speechless  for  a  moment.  But  for 
a  moment  only.  "No.  I  can  tell 
from  the  way  he  looks  at  you. 
Besides,  he  would  not  dig  in  the 


garden  all  day  for  an  old  woman 
like  me."  That  gave  her  another 
idea.  With  an  infinitely  sad  look, 
she  asked,  "Would  you  leave  your 
mother  now  that  I  am  growing 
old?" 

Elsa  laughed  and  went  over  to 
give  her  a  light  kiss.  "You  are 
not  old  at  all.  Mother,  and  you 
know  it.  Anyway,  you  and  Maria 
may  decide  that  you  want  to 
come  to  America,  too." 

"Indeed  we  might,"  agreed 
Maria.  "And  I'll  pay  for  your 
share  on  the  greenhouse.  Who 
knows  —  I  may  get  your  share 
of  interest  in  the  young  men  who 
have  been  wearing  our  path 
thin." 

Elsa  put  her  arms  around  her 
sister's  shoulders.  "I  am  willing 
to  give  you  any  shares  that  are 
mine  to  give,"  she  said.  "You 
already  have  my  old  job.  You 
are  more  than  welcome  to  all 
else." 

(To  be  continued) 


Time 

Evelyn  Fjeldsted 

Time  is  the  one  great  friend  of  man 
Drawing  back  the  portals  of  each  day. 
Previewing  man's  eternity, 
Time  directs  him  on  his  way. 

Time  heals  all  the  wounds  of  man, 
Gently  veiling  every  scar; 
Teaching  by  experience, 
The  way  of  peace  —  the  way  of  war. 

Time,  the  truest  friend  of  man. 
Though  seeming  harsh,  is  always  kind. 
Even  memories  too  keen  to  bear, 
Are  dimmed  by  time  in  every  mind. 


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FROM  THE  FIELD 


Relief  Society  Activities 


Directions  for  Submitting  Notes  From  the  Field 

The  Notes  From  the  Field  section  of  The  Relief  Society  Magazine  presents 
through  pictures  and  descriptive  paragraphs  the  varied  group  activities  and 
accomplishments  of  Relief  Society  organizations  in  the  stakes  and  missions 
of  the  Church.  All  material  for  this  department  should  be  addressed  to  the 
Editorial  Department  of  The  Relief  Society  Magazine,  and  be  submitted  by 
stake  Relief  Society  presidents  or  mission  supervisors  or  presidents.  Due  to 
space  restrictions,  not  more  than  one  picture  from  a  stake  or  mission  can  be 
presented  during  a  calendar  year.  Pictures  of  an  individual  cannot  be  used 
in  this  department. 

Due  to  the  considerable  duplication  of  some  special  aspects  of  Relief  So- 
ciety work  in  the  material  submitted  by  stakes  and  missions,  the  General  Board 
reserves  the  right  to  select  pictures  which  represent  a  variety  of  interests. 

Time  of  Submission 

The  picture,  with  complete  information,  should  be  submitted  as  soon  after 
the  event  as  possible,  but  cannot  be  used  in  the  Magazine  if  it  is  received  later 
than  two  months  after  the  event. 

Information  to  Be  Included 

The  date  of  the  event  should  be  listed,  and  the  names  of  Relief  Society 
officers  and  others  who  have  fulfilled  special  assignments  with  reference  to 
the  function  or  event  should  be  listed.  A  woman's  given  name  and  her  last 
name  should  be  used,  not  her  husband's  given  name  (i.e.,  Ellen  Jackson,  not 
Sister  Fred  Jackson). 

In  the  case  of  a  Singing  Mothers  group,  the  names  of  the  chorister  and 
the  accompanists,  as  well  as  stake  and  ward  officers  present,  should  be  given. 
Do  not  list  more  than  fifteen  names  for  any  one  picture.  The  identifications 
should  read  from  left  to  right.  No  information  except  the  name  of  the  stake 
or  mission  written  lightly  so  as  not  to  deface  the  picture  should  be  given  on 
the  back  of  the  picture.  Additional  information  may  be  included  in  the  letter 
of  submittal  or  written  on  a  separate  page. 

Preparations  for  Taking  Picture 

It  is  suggested  that  wherever  possible  a  professional  photographer  be  en- 
gaged to  take  the  picture.  In  arranging  the  group  to  have  the  picture  taken, 
be  sure  that  all  the  faces  are  visible.  Seat  the  sisters  in  short  rows,  so  that 
the  faces  will  be  visible.  Where  handwork  or  food  is  displayed,  special  atten- 
tion in  arranging  the  background  will  be  helpful,  as  light-colored  articles  will 
not  show  up  well  against  a  light  background. 


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NOVEMBER   1964 

Puget  Sound  Stake  (Washington)  Conducts  "Friendship  Fair" 

May  22,   1964 

This  display  of  lovely  quilts  and  other  articles  of  handicraft  from  the 
Bremerton  Second  Ward,  is  representative  of  the  many  booths  and  displays 
which  made  this  "Fair"  an  outstanding  event,  long  to  be  remembered  in  Puget 
Sound  Stake. 

Ethel  B.  Whiting,  President,  Puget  Sound  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports: 
"We  sent  out  and  personally  distributed  1,000  invitations,  not  just  in  Tacoma, 
but  all  over  the  stake,  with  the  help  of  the  presidents  and  visiting  teachers. 
We  had  a  fifty-minute  program  at  one  o'clock  in  the  afternoon,  and  repeated 
it  at  seven  o'clock  in  the  evening,  with  a  member  of  the  stake  presidency  speak- 
ing at  both  programs.  A  group  of  fifty  Singing  Mothers  from  six  wards  sang 
'Why  a  Singing  Mother  Sings'  and  'Beside  Still  Waters.'  A  panel  of  four  sis- 
ters described  Relief  Society  in  an  appealing  and  instructive  way  by  means 
of  a  question  and  answer  demonstration.  The  dramatization  was  written  by 
Violet  Nerdin,  stake  social  science  class  leader. 

"The  cultural  hall  was  beautifully  decorated  with  ferns  and  spring  flowers 
to  represent  a  garden  path.  The  booths  were  arranged  around  the  hall,  and 
work  displays  were  placed  on  tables  on  the  stage,  with  others  below  the  stage. 
Two  sisters  demonstrated  cake  making  at  one  table,  and  two  more  showed 
how  to  make  gifts  out  of  felt  from  simple  patterns.  Beautiful  original  oil 
paintings  and  pastels  brought  many  comments.  The  handwork  was  varied 
and  outstanding.  In  the  patio,  small  tables,  covered  with  blue  and  gold  cloths, 
were  grouped.  Two  large  serving  tables  were  arranged  most  attractively  with 
punch,  cookies,  open-faced  sandwiches,  and  fruit  breads.  There  were  about 
350  in  attendance." 


Mount  Graham  Stake,  Lordsburg  Ward  (New  Mexico)  Relief  Society  Honors 
First  Executive  Officers,  May  5,  1964 

Front  row,  seated,  left  to  right:  Lillie  May  Malone,  First  Counselor; 
Mabel  A.  Lines,  President;  Edith  B.  Bradberry,  Second  Counselor;  Fannie  A. 
Hill,  Secretary-Treasurer. 

Back  row,  standing,  left  to  right,  present  officers:  Helen  G.  Richins,  First 
Counselor;  Betty  Joe  B.  Farnsworth,  President;  Maxene  R.  Jones,  Second 
Counselor. 

Sister  Hill,  in  the  front  row,  is  presently  serving  as  secretary-treasurer. 

Millie  Kelly,  President,  Mount  Graham  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports: 
"This  special  event  honored  the  first  executive  officers  and  also  commemorated 
the  thirty-ninth  birthday  of  the  Lordsburg  Relief  Society,  which  was  organized 
May  5,  1925.  This  was  the  first  time  these  four  sisters  had  been  together 
since  March  1926.    What  a  wonderful  reunion! 

"The  program,  including  a  short  history  of  the  time  these  four  women 
served  together,  was  presented  by  Ruth  B.  Barnes  of  Safford,  Arizona.  A 
song  'Teach  Me,  Lord,'  was  beautifully  rendered  by  the  Singing  Mothers,  and 
a  poem  composed  by  Bishop  Allen  A.  Hill  was  read  by  him.  A  skit  'Ye  Are 
on  the  Lord's  Errand'  was  presented  by  Helen  G.  Richins,  Grace  T.  Wright, 
Louise  K.  Lytle,  Lola  D.  Richardson,  June  H.  Hill,  Elna  M.  Pace,  with  Ora 
P.  Nelson  at  the  piano. 

"Another  highlight  of  the  evening  was  the  reviewing  of  a  book  on  the 
history  of  the  Lordsburg  Relief  Society  since  its  organization,  complete  with 
pictures  of  every  executive  officer,  and  all  other  officers  and  class  leaders, 
except  eleven.  Several  group  pictures  were  also  shown.  The  material  was 
collected  and  compiled  by  Fannie  A.  Hill.  Stake  Relief  Society  President  Mil- 
lie Kelly  and  three  other  members  of  the  board  were  present.  Refreshments 
of  dainty  homemade  cookies,  decorated  mints,  frozen  banana  punch,  and  nuts 
were  served." 


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NOVEMBER  1964 


West  Pocatello  Stake  (Idaho)  Singing  Mothers  Present  Music  for  Quarterly 

Conference,  January  25,   1964 

At  the  right  in  the  front  row:  Cleone  Jones,  chorister  (in  dark  dress) ;  at 
the  right  in  the  fourth  row,  at  the  piano  (in  dark  dress) :  Sarah  Stolworthy, 
organist. 

Margaret  L.  Jones,  President,  West  Pocatello  Stake  Relief  Society,  re- 
ports that  112  Singing  Mothers  participated  in  this  chorus. 


Andes  Mission  (South  America)  First  Relief  Society  Presidency  Organized 

February  1964 

Left  to  right:  Clara  Vasques,  Secretary-Treasurer;  Mary  Davidson,  work 
meeting  leader;  Dina  Santillan,  Work  Director  Counselor;  Lilly  Rodriquez, 
President;  Edith  Barrani,  Education  Counselor. 

Sister  Rodriquez  reports:  "The  Andes  Mission  is  proud  to  announce  the 
organization  of  its  first  mission  Relief  Society  presidency.  The  new  presi- 
dency, composed  of  local  members,  is  responsible  for  directing  the  twenty-six 
organizations  throughout  Peru.  The  Church  is  growing  rapidly  in  Peru,  and 
Relief  Society  now  has  407  members.  As  a  new  presidency,  we  are  delighted 
to  have  our  own  local  organization  and  are  very  pleased  with  the  response  of 
our  members. 

"The  convention  of  the  Relief  Society  of  the  Andes  Mission  was  held  the 
llth-12th  of  February,  1964,  in  the  mission  home.  There  were  thirty-one 
sisters  in  attendance,  representing  the  districts  and  independent  branches.  The 
discussion  presented  during  the  first  session  was  on  visual  aids  to  help  the  sisters 
develop  their  lessons.  During  the  second  session  the  lessons  for  the  new  year 
were  presented,  after  which  a  workshop  was  held,  where  each  sister  was  able 
to  present,  or  to  help  present  a  two-and-a-half-minute  talk,  using  visual  aids. 
The  new  literature  lessons  were  presented  by  Yolanda  Abregu,  who  wrote  the 
lessons,  which  are  on  the  Peruvian  literature.  The  third  session  was  a  planned 
workday  meeting.  For  the  fashion  show  in  the  evening,  the  local  sisters  and 
their  children  modeled  clothing  that  could  be  made  in  work  meetings,  introduc- 
ing skirts  and  shirts  with  the  Inca  motif.  During  the  last  session  discussions 
were  presented  for  the  presidents  and  secretaries  separately.  The  concluding 
session  was  an  inspirational  testimony  meeting  in  which  the  spiritual  feeling 
among  the  sisters  was  bonded." 

Sister  Vivian  W.  Nicolaysen  is  Relief  Society  supervisor  of  the  Andes 
Mission. 


Idaho  Stake  Singing  Mothers  Present  Music  for  Stake  Conference 

March  8,  1964 

Standing,  back  to  the  piano  (in  black  dresses) :  chorister  Helen  Thomas 
and  organist  Karma  Kunz;  at  the  right  (in  dark  dresses):  Thelma  B.  Tovey 
of  the  General  Board  of  the  Primary  Association  and  Irene  W.  Buehner  of 
the  General  Board  of  Relief  Society;  standing  back  of  Sister  Tovey  and  Sister 
Buehner  is  Arlene  T.  Torgesen,  President,  Idaho  Stake  Relief  Society. 

Sister  Torgesen  reports:  "All  seven  wards  of  our  stake  are  represented 
in  this  group  and  nine  members  of  the  stake  presidency  and  board.  This  pic- 
ture was  taken  after  our  stake  conference  in  March.  The  music  by  these 
lovely  singers  added  much  to  the  beauty  and  spirituality  of  the  meetings. 
They  are  invited  to  sing  many  times  as  ward  groups  and  they  sang  at  the 
Relief  Society  closing  social  and  friendship  day  of  Idaho  Stake,  in  June  1964." 


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NOVEMBER  1964 


Grand  Junction  Stake  (Colorado)  Relief  Society  Presents  "A  Festival  of  Arts" 

April   10,   1964 

Betty  Christensen  and  Eudona  Ficklin,  left  to  right,  are  seen  displaying 
a  picture  frame  painted  white,  with  flowers  arranged  on  a  blue  velvet  back- 
ground. A  tiered  satin  fruit  arrangement  and  a  "marble"  centerpiece  are  also 
shown  in  the  picture. 

Josephine  Prinster,  President,  Grand  Junction  Stake  Relief  Society,  re- 
ports: "On  April  10,  1964,  the  Grand  Junction  Stake  Relief  Society  presented 
"A  Festival  of  Arts,"  culminating  approximately  a  year's  efforts  in  handiwork 
by  the  sisters  of  the  stake.  Work  meeting  leader  Eudona  Ficklin  and  Second 
Counselor  Betty  Christensen  were  responsible  for  spearheading  this  project. 
Over  one  thousand  members  and  guests  thrilled  with  us  as  they  viewed  the 
festival.  The  objective  was  to  introduce  the  purpose  and  activities  of  Relief 
Society  to  our  friends  and  neighbors  through  our  theme  'Nothing  to  sell  — 
just  something  to  share.' 

"The  members  of  the  stake  Relief  Society  board  welcomed  the  guests  as 
they  entered  the  cultural  hall  and  explained  the  'Relief  Society  Picture,'  which 
was  portrayed  by  displays  from  each  department  in  large  gold  frames.  At- 
tractively arranged  Relief  Society  Magazines  were  presented  to  interested 
guests. 

"Lavender,  turquoise,  and  rose  canopied  booths  captured  the  eye  in  a 
beautiful  garden  scene,  where  hundreds  of  beautiful  displays  of  handiwork 
were  proudly  shown.  Some  of  the  booths  were:  'Stitches  of  Love'  (the  cloth- 
ing display);  'We  Did  It  Over'  (new  things  from  old);  'A  Hook,  a  Needle,  and 
a  Spool  of  Thread'  (the  fancywork  booth) ;  'The  Staff  of  Life'  (bakery  booth) ; 
'The  Cover-Ups'  (aprons,  of  course) ;  'The  Bedtime  Story  (quilts  and  pillows) . 
Then  there  were  'The  Knit  Shop'  and  'Talent  in  Action.'  A  garden  scene  was 
the  setting  for  two  lovely  mannequins,  modeling  hand-sewed  wedding  gowns, 
and  displaying  a  hand-decorated  wedding  cake. 

"To  further  interest  our  guests  were  two  authentic  and  exquisite  foreign 
cookery  scenes  entitled  'Under  the  Yum- Yum  Tree.'  These  featured  a 
Hawaiian  luau,  complete  with  grass  shack  and  pretty  maidens  who  gave  away 
delicious  tidbits;  and  a  Japanese  scene,  with  blossoming  cherry  trees  and  a 
lovely  lady  cooking  sukiyaki  on  a  habachi. 

"We  feel  that  the  Lord  certainly  blessed  us  in  that  so  many  hearts  were 
stirred  —  not  only  in  admiration  for  the  creative  beauty  they  saw,  but  with 
a  desire  to  know  more  about  the  gospel,  which  is  responsible  for  our  wonder- 
ful Priesthood-inspired  Relief  Society." 


Midvale  Stake  (Utah)   Singing  Mothers  Present   Music  for  Stake  Quarterly 

Conference,  May  2-3,  1964 

Stake  chorister  Mellisa  Beckstead  (in  white  dress)  is  seated  at  the  right 
in  the  front  row;  the  fourth  sister  at  the  right  of  the  pulpit  is  chorister  Maxine 
Allmendinger;  and  the  third  sister  is  Marguerite  Wright,  President,  Midvale 
Stake  Relief  Society;  standing  in  the  back  row  at  the  left  is  First  Counselor 
Laura  Tripp. 

Sister  Wright  reports:  "Each  month  at  Relief  Society  leadership  meet- 
ing a  chorus  from  one  of  the  wards  has  furnished  special  music.  Our  Cumorah 
(Spanish)  Branch  sang  in  Spanish  when  they  furnished  the  musical  number." 


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Bakersfield  Stake  (California)  Presents  "Treasures  of  the  Home" 
at  Social,   May  2,   1964 

Standing,  left  to  right,  officers  of  the  Taft  Ward  Relief  Society:  Joyce 
Stuker,  First  Counselor;  Maralyn  Wood,  President;  Roberta  Booth,  Second 
Counselor;  Irene  Hoff,  Secretary. 

On  the  front  edge  of  the  table,  left  to  right,  are  shown  a  liquid  embroidery 
picture,  the  Wise  Men,  a  painted  perpetual  calendar,  and  a  painted  tablecloth. 
On  the  tabletop  are  painted  dish  towels,  a  soap  swan,  marble  jewelry,  knitted 
slippers,  a  plaque  made  of  ribbon  flowers,  a  chart  for  herbs,  a  scrapbook  for 
use  in  the  nursery,  made  from  an  old  Christmas  card  album,  as  well  as  many 
other  attractive  handwork  items.  Several  exquisitely  made  quilts  are  dis- 
played in  the  background. 

Beryl  Lewis,  President,  Bakersfield  Stake  Relief  Society,  reports  this 
delightful  and  rewarding  event:  "We  first  met  in  the  chapel  of  our  stake  center 
at  two  o'clock  in  the  afternoon,  where  a  brief  introduction  to  Relief  Society 
was  presented  by  LaVerle  Goss,  Second  Counselor  in  Bakersfield  Stake  Relief 
Society,  who  conducted  and  planned  the  event.  Recognition  of  the  first  Relief 
Society  president  in  the  stake.  Sister  Millicent  Smith,  was  made.  She  is  now 
ninety-seven  years  of  age  and  could  not  be  present  as  she  was  recovering  from 
a  broken  hip.     A  bouquet  of  flowers  was  sent  to  her. 

"The  Singing  Mothers  sang  two  niunbers,  and  the  drama  'Creation's 
Masterpiece,'  by  Leah  Frandsen  of  Glendale  Stake  was  presented.  Kay  Bell, 
Bakersfield  Stake  literature  class  leader,  directed  the  drama.  Some  of  the 
sisters  represented  visiting  teachers  from  all  over  the  world.  After  the  inspir- 
ing program,  the  guests  were  invited  into  the  cultural  hall,  where  the  wards 
and  branches  of  the  stake  had  prepared  displays  of  the  articles  made  in  their 
work  meetings.  .  .  .  Each  ward  and  branch  also  had  a  demonstration  of  some 
home  craft  or  art.  We  had  rugmaking,  quilt  blocks,  quilting,  flower  arranging, 
foreign  foods,  candy  mints,  swan  soap,  Bulgar  wheat  and  its  uses,  seed  pic- 
tures, and  many  other  special  features.  Sara  Eagleston,  stake  work  meeting 
leader,  demonstrated  ribbon  chrysanthemums,  and  Maude  Hutchison  of  the 
stake  board  demonstrated  magazine  binding. 


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Lesson  Department 


THEOLOGY     The  Doctrine  and  Covenants 


Elder  Roy  W.  Doxey 
Lesson  61  —  The  Revelation  on  Priesthood 

(Text:  Doctrine  and  Covenants,  Section  84:1-42) 

For  First  Meeting,   February  1965 

Objective:  To  understand  the  importance  of  the  Priesthood  in  the  salvation  of 
man;  the  special  blessings  available  to  this  generation  of  Priesthood  bearers; 
and  the  importance  of  the   Priesthood   as   reflected    in    its  oath    and   covenant. 


INTRODUCTION 

From  the  spring  until  the  fall 
of  1832,  the  Prophet  Joseph 
Smith  continued  the  revision  of 
the  Bible.  In  July  the  first  copy 
of  the  Evening  and  Morning  Star 
was  received  by  him.  This 
brought  joy  to  the  Prophet  and 
the  saints  because  they  now  had 
a  publication  in  which  to  present 
the  message  of  the  restoration  of 
the  gospel  to  the  world.  This  pub- 
lication also  served  as  the  printed 
depository  of  many  revelations 
since  bound  copies  of  the  revela- 
tions did  not  come  off  the  press 
in  quantity  until  1835.  It  will  be 
remembered  that  of  the  1833  edi- 
tion all  save  a  few  copies  of  some 
of   the   forms   of   the   unfinished 


book  were  destroyed  when  a  Mis- 
souri mob  destroyed  the  press  up- 
on which  it  was  being  printed. 
This  new  periodical  was  also  a 
means  through  which  the  saints 
could  answer  the  false  charges 
which  their  enemies  made  against 
them. 

During  the  month  of  Septem- 
ber the  elders  came  in  from  their 
missions  to  report  their  steward- 
ships. While  thus  engaged  on 
the  22d  and  23d  of  that  month, 
the  Lord  opened  the  mind  of  the 
Prophet  and  gave  him  a  remark- 
able revelation  on  Priesthood. 

NEW  JERUSALEM    TEMPLE 

Section  84  begins  with  the  as- 
sertion   that    the    Church    is    to 


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gather  the  Lord's  people  as  pre- 
dicted by  the  prophets.  Moreover, 
the  gathering  place  at  that  time, 
and  also  in  the  future,  is  the  city 
of  New  Jerusalem  where  the 
saints  will  stand  in  the  last  days. 
(Verses  1-2.)  A  prophecy  is  made 
concerning  the  temple  which  will 
be  erected  in  that  city  located  in 
the  western  boundaries  of  the 
State  of  Missouri,  the  place 
already  dedicated  by  the  Proph- 
et. In  this  prediction,  the  Lord 
says  that  the  temple  upon  which 
his  glory  would  rest  would  be 
reared  in  this  generation.  (Verses 
3-5.) 

Inasmuch  as  that  temple  has 
not  been  built  within  an  hundred 
years  of  1832,  some  members  of 
the  Church  have  wondered  about 
the  length  of  a  generation.  Al- 
though a  generation,  under  cer- 
tain conditions,  is  mentioned  in 
The  Book  of  Mormon  as  an 
hundred  years  (Helaman  13:8- 
11),  the  term,  under  other  condi- 
tions, refers  to  an  indefinite 
period.  For  example,  Jesus  said 
that  it  was  an  evil  and  adulterous 
generation  that  sought  after  a 
sign  (Matt.  12:39),  and  in  our 
dispensation  the  Lord  said  that 
"this  generation  shall  have  my 
word  through  you"  (Joseph 
Smith)  (D&C  5:10).  From  these 
examples,  it  is  clear  that  the  dis- 
pensation of  the  fulness  of  times 
is  considered  a  generation,  for 
the  people  of  our  time  are  still 
receiving  the  word  of  the  Lord 
in  the  revelations  received 
through  Joseph  Smith.  There  is 
no  way  of  determining  the  num- 
ber of  years  meant  in  Section  84, 
verses  4  and  5.  There  are  two 
things  to  be  known,  however. 
First,  that  the  Lord  has  said 
through    his    Prophet    that    the 


temple  will  be  built  in  this  gen- 
eration, and  second,  that  from  the 
time  this  announcement  was 
made,  the  leaders  of  the  Church 
have  never  departed  from  the 
Lord's  intention. 

PRIESTHOOD    GENEALOGY 

This  revelation  dealing  with 
Priesthood  appropriately  begins 
with  information  about  the  build- 
ing of  the  temple.  The  temple  is 
the  sanctuary  where  the  highest 
ordinances  and  blessings  of  the 
Priesthood  are  received.  (D&C 
124:25-42.)  Next,  we  find  the 
genealogy  of  the  Priesthood  as 
held  by  Moses.  (Ibid.,  84:6-16.) 
The  Priesthood  is  eternal  and 
continues  in  the  true  Church. 
(Verse  17.) 

THE   KNOWLEDGE   OF   GOD 

After  referring  to  the  Lesser  or 
Aaronic  Priesthood  as  a  part  of 
the  Melchizedek  Priesthood,  the 
powers  of  the  Higher  Priesthood 
are  stated  in  this  way: 

And  this  greater  priesthood  admin- 
istereth  the  gospel  and  holdeth  the 
key  of  the  mysteries  of  the  kingdom, 
even  the  key  of  the  knowledge  of  God 

Therefore,  in  the  ordinance  thereof, 
the  power  of  godliness  is  manifest. 

And  without  the  ordinances  there- 
of, and  the  authority  of  the  priest- 
hood, the  power  of  godliness  is  not 
manifest  unto  men  in  the  flesh; 

For  without  this  no  man  can  see 
the  face  of  God,  even  the  Father,  and 
live  (D&C  84:19-22). 

The  Melchizedek  Priesthood 
holds  the  key  to  all  the  spiritual 
blessings  of  the  gospel.  The 
knowledge  of  God  and  the  true 
plan  of  salvation  is  possible  only 
through  the  divine  means  which 
the  Lord  has  established.     Life 


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eternal  is  unavailable  without  the 
ordinances  of  the  gospel  admin- 
istered by  the  authority  to  seal 
those  ordinances  on  the  earth  as 
they  are  sealed  in  the  heavens. 
The  mysteries  of  the  kingdom  of 
God,  as  administered  in  the  tem- 
ple of  God,  are  reserved  for  those 
who  desire  exaltation.  These  or- 
dinances are  for  the  faithful  and 
not  for  the  world.  (Matt.  13: 10- 
13;  Alma  12:9-11.)  In  Section 
84,  verses  21  and  22,  it  is  said 
that  in  order  for  one  to  see  the 
face  of  God,  and,  therefore,  to 
know  him,  the  Priesthood  is 
necessary. 

ANCIENT  ISRAEL 

In  Section  84,  attention  is  di- 
rected to  the  experience  of  the 
children  of  Israel  in  the  days  of 
Moses.  (Verses  23-27.)  Moses 
endeavored  to  teach  the  prin- 
ciples of  exaltation  to  Israel,  but 
they  hardened  their  hearts  and 
thus  denied  themselves  the  op- 
portunity to  enter  into  the  Lord's 
presence.  Moses  held  the  Higher 
Priesthood  and,  while  on  Mount 
Horeb,  the  Lord  gave  him  the 
fulness  of  the  gospel  with  its  prin- 
ciples and  ordinances  of  exalta- 
tion. When  Moses  saw  the  idol- 
atrous condition  of  the  Israelites, 
he  broke  the  tablet  of  writings. 
Another  tablet  containing  the  law 
of  carnal  commandments,  as  men- 
tioned in  Section  84,  verses  26 
and  27,  was  given  him  and  the 
Melchizedek  Priesthood  was  tak- 
en away  from  Israel.  In  the  revi- 
sion of  the  Bible  by  Joseph 
Smith,  we  find  the  following, 
which  is  in  harmony  with  Sec- 
tion 84: 

And  the  Lord  said  unto  Moses,  Hew 
thee   two    other    tables    of   stone,    like 


unto  the  first,  and  I  will  write  upon 
them  also,  the  words  of  the  law,  ac- 
cording as  they  were  written  at  the 
first  on  the  tables  which  thou  brak- 
est;  but  it  shall  not  be  according  to 
the  first,  for  I  will  take  away  the 
priesthood  out  of  their  midst;  there- 
fore my  holy  order,  and  the  ordinan- 
ces thereof,  shall  not  go  before  them; 
for  my  presence  shall  not  go  up  in 
their  midst,  lest  I  destroy  them. 

But  I  will  give  unto  them  the  law 
as  at  the  first,  but  it  shall  be  after 
the  law  of  a  carnal  commandment;  for 
I  have  sworn  in  my  wrath,  that  they 
shall  not  enter  into  my  presence,  into 
my  rest,  in  the  days  of  their  pilgrim- 
age 

Thus  ancient  Israel  lost  its  op- 
portunity to  receive  the  ordi- 
nances of  godliness  to  receive  the 
knowledge  of  God.  With  the  loss 
of  the  Higher  Priesthood,  the 
Aaronic  Priesthood  administered 
a  preparatory  gospel,  or  law  of 
carnal  commandments,  until  the 
coming  of  Christ  in  the  meridian 
dispensation.  There  were  times 
from  Moses  to  Christ  when  the 
prophets  held  the  Higher  Priest- 
hood, but  it  was  not  conferred 
upon  others  as  it  is  today. 
(Teachings  of  the  Phophet  Jo- 
seph Smith,  page  181.) 

JOHN  THE   BAPTIST 

John  the  Baptist,  the  forerun- 
ner of  Christ,  was  raised  up  by 
God  to  make  straight  the  way  of 
the  Lord.  We  are  informed  that 
he  was  baptized  while  yet  in  his 
childhood  and  the  Priesthood  was 
conferred  upon  him  by  an  angel 
of  the  Lord.  (D&C  84:28.)  The 
New  Testament  says  that  he  was 
called  of  God.  (Luke  3:2.) 

SONS  OF  MOSES 

After  mentioning  that  the 
Priesthood  —  Melchizedek     and 


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Aaronic  —  has  offices  as  append- 
ages (D&C  84:29-30),  reference 
is  again  made  to  the  temple  to 
be  constructed  in  Jackson  Coun- 
ty, Missouri.  These  few  verses 
are  highly  interesting  because 
they  point  out  a  service  to  be 
performed  by  present-day  Priest- 
hood bearers  and  the  functioning 
of  the  temple  in  the  New  Jerusa- 
lem. It  is  said  that  the  sons  of 
Moses  and  the  sons  of  Aaron  shall 
offer  an  acceptable  offering  in 
that  temple,  and  that  these  breth  ■ 
ren  will  be  filled  with  the  glory 
of  the  Lord  in  that  house.  (Vers- 
es 31-32.) 

But  who  are  they  today  that 
have  the  promise  of  officiating  in 
the  temple  when  it  is  built  in 
Independence,  Missouri?  The 
Lord  answers  in  this  manner: 

For  whoso  is  faithful  unto  the  ob- 
taining these  two  priesthoods  of  which 
I  have  spoken,  and  the  magnifying 
their  calHng,  are  sanctified  by  the 
Spirit  unto  the  renewing  of  their 
bodies. 

They  become  the  sons  of  Moses  and 
of  Aaron  and  the  seed  of  Abraham, 
and  the  church  and  kingdom,  and  the 
elect  of  God  (Verses  33-34) . 

These  are  Latter-day  Saint 
Priesthood  holders  who  honor  and 
magnify  their  callings  —  in  oth- 
er words,  those  who  keep  the 
commandments  and  answer  to  the 
calls  made  upon  them  to  function 
in  the  Priesthood. 

IMPORTANCE   OF    PRIESTHOOD 

Two  important  aspects  of 
Priesthood  are  made  known  in 
verses  35  to  42  of  Section  84. 
First,  the  acceptance  of  the 
Priesthood  by  the  Priesthood 
bearer: 

And  also  all  they  who  receive  this 
priesthood  receive  me,  saith  the  Lord; 


For  he  that  receiveth  my  servants 
receiveth  me; 

And  he  that  receiveth  me  receiveth 
my  Father; 

And  he  that  receiveth  my  Father 
receiveth  my  Father's  kingdom;  there- 
fore all  that  my  Father  hath  shall  be 
given  unto  him. 

And  this  is  according  to  the  oath 
and  covenant  which  belongeth  to  the 
priesthood   (Verses  35-39). 

In  these  verses  one  is  promised 
the  highest  blessing  available  to 
the  child  of  God  —  eternal  life. 
This  is  expressed  in  verse  38  in 
the  most  complete  way  possible. 
All  that  the  Father  hath  shall  be 
given  to  him  who  accepts  the 
Lord  through  his  servants.  Ac- 
ceptance of  the  Lord's  servant 
means  completely  obeying  the 
will  of  the  Lord  as  given  by  his 
ancient  and  modern  prophets. 
That  one  may  understand  the 
binding  force  of  this  promise,  the 
revelation  refers  to  the  oath  and 
covenant  of  the  Priesthood. 

The  second  important  responsi- 
bility pertaining  to  the  Priest- 
hood is  found  in  these  words: 

Therefore,  all  those  who  receive  the 
priesthood,  receive  this  oath  and  cove- 
nant of  my  Father,  which  he  cannot 
break,  neither  can  it  be  moved. 

But  whoso  breaketh  this  covenant 
after  he  hath  received  it,  and  altogeth- 
er turneth  therefrom,  shall  not  have 
forgiveness  of  sins  in  this  world  nor 
in  the  world  to  come  (Verses  40-41). 

Attention  is  directed  in  the 
foregoing  words  to  those  who 
possess  the  Priesthood.  The  au- 
thority to  bind  and  seal  which 
God  gives  to  his  faithful  sons  is 
of  such  importance  that  a  cove- 
nant (agreement  or  contract)  is 
made  between  the  recipient  and 
the  Lord.  In  essence  it  is:  if  you 
abide  by  the  law  of  the  Priest- 
hood, every  blessing  within  my 


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power  to  give  will  be  granted  you, 
even  to  become  as  I  am. 

Every  man  who  has  received 
the  Melchizedek  Priesthood  has 
received  the  oath  and  covenant  of 
that  Priesthood.  This  agreement 
pertains  to  the  Higher  Priesthood 
and  not  the  Aaronic.  (DHC  V: 
555.) 

FIRST    REQUIREMENT    OF   THE 
OATH    AND   COVENANT 

From  the  foregoing  scriptures 
regarding  the  responsibility  of 
the  Priesthood  member  and  the 
Priesthood,  Elder  Delbert  L. 
Stapley  of  the  Council  of  the 
Council  of  the  Twelve  suggested 
the  necessity  of  faithfulness  or 
obedience  to  gospel  standards.  He 
then  asked  the  following  ques- 
tions that  the  elder  might  evalu- 
ate his  faithfulness:  (These  ques- 
tions are  also  applicable  to  every 
member  of  the  Church.) 

1.  Can  a  man  be  faithful  who  does 
not  abide  by  the  first  two  great  com- 
mandments, to  love  the  Lord  God 
with  all  his  heart,  soul,  strength,  and 
mind,  and  his  neighbour  as   himself? 

2.  Can  a  man  be  faithful  who  is  not 
honest  and  truthful  in  all  dealings 
and  relationships  with  his  fellow  men? 

3.  Can  a  man  be  faithful  who  does 
not  honor  the  Sabbath  day  and  keep 
it  holy,  attend  the  Sacrament  and 
priesthood  meetings;  also  worthily 
fulfil  all  other  duties  in  keeping  with 
his  callings  and  obligations  that  day? 

4.  Can  a  man  be  faithful  who  does 
not  plan  and  arrange  for  daily  family 
prayer  in  the  home? 

5.  Can  a  man  be  faithful  who  does 
not  teach  his  children  the  true  prin- 
ciples of  the  gospel  of  Christ  and  then 
set  them  a  worthy  example  by  living 
according  to  those   truths? 

6.  Can  a  man  be  faithful  who  does 
not  observe  and  keep  the  Word  of 
Wisdom? 

7.  Can  a  man  be  faithful  who  does 
not  pay  an  honest  tithing  and  fast 
offering? 


8.  Can  a  man  be  faithful  who  does 
not  obey  the  law  of  chastity  and  is 
not  morally  clean  in  his  life  and 
habits? 

9.  Can  a  man  be  faithful  who  does 
not,  through  obedience  and  sacrifice, 
prepare  himself  worthily  for  the  holy 
temples  of  God  where  he  can  receive 
his  endowments  and  sealings  in  the 
higher  ordinances  of  the  gospel  and 
thus  bind  his  family  happily  and 
eternally  together  in  love  and  under- 
standing? 

10.  Can  a  man  be  faithful  who  does 
not  honor  and  obey  the  laws  of  the 
land?  (Conference  Report,  April 
1957,  page  76). 

The  foregoing  questions  only 
point  up  some  areas  of  responsi- 
bility. Other  measures  of  faith- 
fulness might  also  be  suggested, 
but  each  one  of  those  mentioned 
is  highly  important  in  keeping  the 
oath  and  covenant  of  the  Priest- 
hood. 

SECOND    REQUIREMENT    OF 
OATH   AND  COVENANT 

In  order  to  give  further  guide- 
lines of  responsibility,  Elder  Stap- 
ley reminded  the  general  confer- 
ence that  the  second  requirement 
of  the  oath  and  covenant  of  the 
Priesthood  is  to  magnify  one's 
calling  (D&C  84:33),  and  then  he 
proceeded  to  ask  the  following 
questions: 

1.  Can  a  man  magnify  his  office 
and  calling  without  honoring  and 
abiding  in  the  priesthood  faithfully 
and  worthily  as  a  devoted  and  true 
servant  of  God? 

2.  Can  a  man  magnify  his  calling 
without  giving  spiritual  and  humble 
dignity  to  his  office? 

3.  Can  a  man  magnify  his  calling 
who  refuses  to  accept  positions  and 
responsibilities  of  trust  when  called 
upon  to  serve  by  his  stake  president, 
bishop,  or  other  constituted  authority? 

4.  Can  a  man  magnify  his  calling  if 
he  is  not  obedient  to  gospel  standards 


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and  requirements,  and  if  he  also  fails 
to  be  amenable  to  the  counsel  and 
direction  of  righteous  men  who  are 
properly  called  and  approved  by  the 
people  as  their  authorized  leaders? 

5.  Can  a  man  magnify  his  calling 
who  refuses  to  sustain  by  his  faith, 
prayers,  and  works  those  whom  God 
has  called  and  ordained  to  preside 
over  him? 

6.  Can  a  man  magnify  his  calling 
who  does  not  use  his  priesthood  in 
righteousness  for  the  blessing  and 
benefit  of  his  fellow  men? 

7.  Can  a  man  magnify  his  calling 
who  does  not  banish  all  iniquity  from 
his  soul,  that  he  may  gain  favor  with 
God  and  thus  enjoy  power  in  the  use 
of  the  priesthood  to  bless  people? 

Again,  may  I  summarize  by  asking, 
"Can  a  man  magnify  his  calling  who 
is  not  willing  to  sacrifice  and  conse- 
crate all  for  the  building  of  God's 
kingdom  in  righteousness,  truth,  and 
power  in  the  earth?"  (Conference  Re- 
port, April   1957,  pp.   76-77). 

THE  PENALTY 

The  letter  and  the  spirit  of  this 
revelation  on  the  oath  and  cove- 
nant of  the  Priesthood  give  em- 
phasis to  the  binding  force  of  this 
covenant.  The  Lord  says  that  he 
will  hold  inviolate  the  agreement 
as  long  as  man  honors  and  mag- 
nifies the  Priesthood.  (D&C 
84:40.)  The  responsibility  for 
maintaining  the  contract  is  upon 
man.  Man  is  on  trial,  not  God. 
The  seriousness  of  this  oath  is  al- 
so pointed  up  by  the  fact  that  he 
who  altogether  turns  away  from 
the  Priesthood  shall  not  have  for- 
giveness.    (Verse    41.)     Because 


this  expression  "shall  not  have 
forgiveness  of  sins  in  this  world 
nor  in  the  world  to  come,"  is  as- 
sociated with  the  penalty  received 
by  the  sons  of  perdition  (Lesson 
57,  July  1964) ,  it  should  be  known 
that  all  men  who  so  turn  away 
from  the  Priesthood  may  not,  as 
a  necessary  result,  become  sons 
of  perdition.  It  is  possible  for  the 
unfaithful  Priesthood  bearer  to 
become  indifferent  to  keeping  the 
commandments  and  to  fail  to 
magnify  his  calling,  yet  never  to 
receive  the  light  and  understand- 
ing nor  fall  to  such  depths  of 
wickedness  as  to  become  a  son  of 
perdition.  It  is  apparent,  there- 
fore, that  the  loss  of  forgiveness 
entails  the  great  punishment  of 
being  denied  the  Priesthood  in 
the  future  life.  Without  the 
Priesthood  no  man  may  enter  in- 
to the  exaltation. 

This  lesson  should  point  out 
the  importance  of  the  Priesthood 
to  all  members  of  the  Church.  No 
one  in  the  Church  should  take 
lightly  any  responsibility  assigned 
him  by  the  servants  of  God. 

QUESTIONS    FOR    DISCUSSION 

1.  What  is  meant  by  "the  genealogj' 
of  the  Priesthood,"  and  who  received 
this  authority  first  on  the  earth? 

2.  Who  receives  the  oath  and  cove- 
nant of  the  Priesthood,  and  what  is 
the  penalty  for  breaking  it? 

3.  What  does  it  mean  to  magnify 
one's  calling  in  the  Priesthood?  Be 
specific. 


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Christine  H.  Robinson 

Message  61  —  "Watch,  for  the  Adversary  Spreadeth  His  Dominions" 

(D&C  82:5). 

For  First  Meeting,   February  1965 

Objective:  To  emphasize  the  fact  that  Satan  is  working  exceedingly  hard 
to  capture  men's  souls  and  that  we  must  be  eternally  on  guard. 


Since  the  war  in  heaven,  when 
Satan  and  his  hosts  were  cast  out, 
their  evil  influence  has  struggled 
continuously  to  capture  men's 
souls  and  to  thwart  the  Lord's 
work.  Evil  has  always  been  in 
the  world  but  the  adversary  has 
been  particularly  aggressive  in  at- 
tempting to  spread  his  dominion 
during  those  periods  when  the 
Priesthood  has  been  on  the  earth. 
This  is  undoubtedly  why,  since 
the  restoration  of  the  gospel,  we 
have  been  repeatedly  warned  to 
watch  and  be  alert  to  the  tempta- 
tions of  the  evil  one.  Never  dur- 
ing the  history  of  the  world  has 
our  Father  in  heaven's  kingdom 
progressed  more  rapidly.  Conse- 
quently, probably  more  than  at 
any  other  time  in  history,  the  ad- 
versary has  marshalled  his  forces 
to  obstruct  it. 

Our  modern  lives  are  crowded 
with  temptations.  Pressures  are 
brought  to  bear  upon  us  from  all 
directions  —  the  advertisements 
we    read,    the    radio,    television, 


movies,  books,  and  plays  —  all  of 
these,  at  times,  in  a  variety  of 
ways,  tempt  us  to  lower  the  qual- 
ity of  our  morals  and  to  give  in 
a  little  here  and  there  on  our 
standards  and  principles. 

These  are  the  devious  ways  the 
adversary  employs  to  ensnare  us 
little  by  little  until  he  has  us 
completely  in  his  power.  These 
are  the  little  temptations  which 
are  made  so  enticing  and  attrac- 
tive and  seem  so  harmless  in  and 
of  themselves.  These  are  prob- 
ably the  things  about  which  the 
prophet  Nephi  warned  us  when 
he  said  that  in  latter  days,  there 
would  be  many  who  would  say: 

Eat,  drink,  and  be  merry;  neverthe- 
less, fear  God  —  he  will  justify  in 
committing  a  little  sin;  yea,  lie  a  lit- 
tle, take  the  advantage  of  one  because 
of  his  words,  dig  a  pit  for  thy  neigh- 
bor; there  is  no  harm  in  this;  and  do 
all  these  things,  for  tomorrow  we  die; 
and  if  it  so  be  that  we  are  guilty,  God 
will  beat  us  with  a  few  stripes,  and 
at  last  we  shall  be  saved  in  the  king- 
dom of  God   (2  Nephi  28:8). 


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The  devil  has  always  worked 
thus.  He  knows  that  if  he  can 
encourage  us  to  take  a  few  "little 
steps"  in  his  direction,  he  may 
ensnare  us  and  lead  us  the  whole 
way.  This  is  why  we  must  be 
eternally  vigilant  against  the 
temptations  of  such  things  as 
haughtiness,  envy  and  pride,  of 
giving  vent  to  uncontrolled  irri- 
tations or  angers,  of  succumbing 
to  the  demoralizing  effects  of  self- 
ishness and  jealousy.  We  should 
avoid  the  inhibiting  effects  of  dis- 
couragement and  doubt  and 
should  cleanse  our  minds  and  at- 
titudes from  fault-finding  and 
contention.  These  are  some  of 
the  so-called  ''little,"  easy-to-slip- 
into  character  weaknesses  which 
dull  the  conscience  and  make  it 
easier  to  yield  to  the  bigger  things 
that,  eventually,  will  lead  us  away 
from  the  Spirit  of  our  Father  in 
heaven. 

In  our  vigilance  against  entice- 
ments of  the  adversary,  let's  be 
aware  of  our  own  individual 
weaknesses,  recognizing  that  the 
evil  one  seeks  to  tempt  us  where 
we  are  most  vulnerable. 

Despite  the  buffetings  of  Satan 
and  the  temptations  he  throws  in 
our  paths,  we  should  remember 
that  these  are  a  part  of  the  Lord's 
plan  for  our  growth  and  develop- 
ment. "Temptation,  is  an  im- 
portant factor  in  man's  probation; 
for  by  resisting  it,  the  soul  is  de- 
veloped and  made  stronger" 
(Whitney,  Orson  F.:  Saturday 
Night  Thoughts,  page  310). 

In  teaching  his  sons,  the  proph- 
et Lehi  explained  this  eternal 
principle  when  he  said: 

.  .  .  for  it  must  needs  be,  that  there 
is  an  opposition  in  all  things.     If  not 


so  .  .  .  righteousness  could  not  be 
brought  to  pass  ...  if  ye  shall  say 
there  is  no  sin,  ye  shall  also  say  there 
is  no  righteousness.  And  if  there  be 
no  righteousness  there  be  no  happi- 
ness. .  .  .  Wherefore,  man  could  not 
act  for  himself  save  it  should  be  that 
he  was  enticed  by  the  one  or  the  oth- 
er (2  Nephi  2:11,  13,  16). 

How  can  we  fortify  ourselves  so 
that  we  can  clearly  distinguish 
good  from  evil  and  avoid  being 
enticed  by  evil  influences?  The 
Book  of  Mormon  prophet  Mor- 
mon told  us  how  we  might  know 
good  from  evil  when  he  said: 

.  .  .  the  Spirit  of  Christ  is  given  to 
every  man,  that  he  may  know  good 
from  evil!  wherefore,  I  show  unto  you 
the  way  to  judge;  for  every  thing 
which  inviteth  to  do  good,  and  to  per- 
suade to  believe  in  Christ,  is  sent  forth 
by  the  power  and  gift  of  Christ; 
wherefore  ye  may  know  with  a  per- 
fect knowledge  it  is  of  God.  But  what- 
soever thing  persuadeth  men  to  do 
evil,  and  believe  not  in  Christ  .  .  .  and 
serve  not  God,  then  ye  may  know 
with  a  perfect  knowledge  it  is  of  the 
devil  (Moroni  7:16-17). 

President  Brigham  Young  told 
us  how  we  could  overcorr?  evil 
when  he  said,  "When  temptations 
come  to  you,  be  humble  and  faith- 
ful, and  determined  that  you  will 
overcome,  and  you  will  receive  a 
deliverance"  {Discourses  of  Brig- 
ham  Young,  page  82).  The  great 
prophet  Alma  also  instructed, 
"humble  yourself  before  the  Lord, 
and  call  on  his  holy  name,  and 
watch  and  pray  continually,  that 
ye  may  not  be  tempted  above 
that  which  ye  can  bear"  (Alma 
13:28). 

Let  us  heed  the  warnings  of  the 
Lord  and  his  servants  and  con- 
tinually be  on  guard,  watching, 
"for  the  adversary  spreadeth  his 
dominion." 


862 


Alberta  H.  Christensen 
Lesson  1:   Introduction 

(A  Course  to  Be  Studied  at  Work  Meeting,  January  Through  September  1965) 

For  Second  Meeting,  January  1965 

Objective:  To  introduce  the  present  course  of  study  and  to  define  its 
relationship  to  the  Family  Home  Evening  Program  of  the  Church 


This  lesson  introduces  Teaching 
the  Gospel  in  the  Home,  a  Relief 
Society  course  of  study  designed 
to  correlate  with  the  current  Mel- 
chizedek  Priesthood  quorum  les- 
sons and  to  support  the  Family 
Home  Evening  Program  which  is 
to  be  initiated  in  the  Church  in 
January  1965. 

As  the  Melchizedek  Priesthood 
lessons  will  ''help  the  father  to 
carry  out  the  home  program  by 
helping  him  understand  and  carry 
out  his  duties  as  the  spiritual 
leader  of  his  family,"  these  Re- 
lief Society  lessons  should  enable 
the  Latter-day  Saint  mother 
more  clearly  to  understand  her 
role  as  wife  and  mother,  and 
should  encourage  her  to  support 
her  husband  in  his  spiritual  lead- 
ership of  the  family.  The  lessons 
should  motivate  her  to  a  full  co- 
operation with  all  aspects  of  the 
home  program. 

In  order  to  cooperate  fully  with 


this  program,  the  Latter-day 
Saint  mother  must  understand 
the  place  of  the  family  in  the  di- 
vine "scheme  of  things."  She 
must  strive  to  establish  the  kind 
of  relationship  among  family 
members  that  will  be  favorable 
to  an  acceptance  of  this  gospel- 
teaching  program.  She  should 
realize  that  her  attitude  will  be 
an  important  influence  for  good 
or  a  deterrent  to  the  progress  of 
the  work,  and  she,  herself,  must 
become  more  informed  as  to  the 
principles  of  the  restored  gospel. 
The  purpose  of  these  Relief  So- 
ciety lessons  is,  therefore,  to  help 
the  mother  become  an  effective 
instrument  with  her  husband  in 
teaching  the  gospel  to  the  family. 
How  often,  in  past  years,  have 
we  heard  a  Latter-day  Saint 
mother  say,  "I  wish  my  husband 
could  have  heard  the  discussion 
today.  Had  he  done  so  I  am  sure 
he  would  feel  differently  about  a 


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particular  problem  we  have  in 
our  home."  It  is  a  realistic  ob- 
servation that  with  widely  diverg- 
ent points  of  view,  the  efforts  of 
one  parent  often  may  nullify  the 
efforts  of  the  other  parent,  some- 
times with  great  detriment  to  the 
persons  involved  and  to  the  prob- 
lem which  needs  to  be  resolved. 

The  correlation  of  these  lessons 
with  those  being  studied  by  the 
Priesthood  quorums  can  be  of 
great  value,  since  it  will  bring  to 
both  parents  an  awareness  of 
their  joint  responsibility  to  teach 
their  children  the  fundamentals 
of  the  gospel.  In  fact,  it  is  hoped 
that  through  a  mutual  under- 
standing of  this  responsibility. 
Latter-day  Saint  parents  will 
work  unitedly  to  meet  this  teach- 
ing challenge  and  that  they  will 
strive  earnestly  to  bring  a  fullness 
of  the  blessings  of  the  gospel  into 
their  homes. 

DIVINE   DIRECTIVE 

And  again,  inasmuch  as  parents  have 
children  in  Zion,  or  in  any  of  her 
stakes  which  are  organized,  that  teach 
them  not  to  understand  the  doctrine 
of  repentance,  faith  in  Christ  the  Son 
of  the  living  God,  and  of  baptism  and 
the  gift  of  the  Holy  Ghost  by  the  lay- 
ing on  of  the  hands,  when  eight  years 
old,  the  sin  be  upon  the  heads  of  the 
parents. 

For  this  shall  be  a  law  unto  the 
inhabitants  of  Zion,  or  in  any  of  her 
stakes  which  are  organized. 

And  their  children  shall  be  baptized 
for  the  remission  of  their  sins  when 
eight  years  old,  and  receive  the  laying 
on  of  the  hands  (D  &  C  68:25-27). 

This  quoted  directive  from  our 
Heavenly  Father  clearly  indicates 
that  parents  are  responsible  for 
teaching  their  children  certain 
basic  principles  of  the  gospel.  Sev- 
eral specifics,  as  constituting  this 


basic  teaching,  are  listed:  name- 
ly, the  doctrine  of  repentance, 
faith  in  Christ  as  the  Son  of  the 
living  God,  and  of  baptism  and 
of  the  gift  of  the  Holy  Ghost. 

Furthermore,  parents  are  di- 
rected to  see  that  certain  impor- 
tant ordinances  are  performed: 
that  their  children  are  baptized 
at  the  age  of  eight  years  and  ^ 
receive  the  "laying  on  of  the  ^ 
hands";  that  they  are  taught,  by 
their  parents,  to  pray  and  to  walk 
uprightly  before  the  Lord. 

It  is  also  important  to  note 
that  this  counsel  is  not  to  be  con- 
sidered an  optional  matter,  mere- 
ly a  good  idea,  but  that  it  is  given 
as  a  direct  commandment. 


FAMILY    HOME    EVENING    PROGRAM 
AN  AID  TO  PARENTS 

Latter-day  Saint  families  have 
always  been  encouraged  by  the 
Church  to  heed  the  divine  com- 
mandment to  teach  their  children 
the  principles  of  the  gospel.  The 
Family  Night  was  instituted  as  a 
time  when  families  would  play, 
study,  and  worship  together. 
Many  families  throughout  the 
Church  have  consistently  set 
aside  a  weekly  evening  for  this 
purpose  and  they  affirm  that  this 
observance  has  been  well  worth 
the  effort  involved.  In  too  many 
instances,  however,  recreational 
activities  have  been  emphasized 
to  the  exclusion  of  gospel  study. 

Many  parents,  no  doubt,  may 
feel  inadequate  and  unprepared 
to  teach  gospel  doctrines  to  their 
children,  and  are  inclined  to 
leave  all  religious  instruction  to 
the  auxiliary  organizations.  The 
Lord  would  not  have  given  this 
responsibility  to  parents,  how- 
ever, had  he  not  decreed  that  this 


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important  function  should  be 
carried  out  by  them.  ReHef  So- 
ciety members  have  studied  the 
scriptures  over  the  years  and  are 
in  an  advantageous  position  to 
support  their  husbands  in  this 
home  gospel  teaching. 

Formal  training  is  not  neces- 
sary in  order  to  teach  effectively 
the  basic  doctrines  of  the  Church, 
but  faith  and  a  desire  to  study 
and  to  understand  the  principles 
of  the  gospel  are  definitely  need- 
ed. 

To  assist  parents  in  carrying 
out  the  responsibility  given  them 
by  the  Lord,  the  leaders  of  the 
Church  through  inspiration  have 
developed  the  home  program 
which  is  a  Priesthood  administra- 
tive responsibility. 

FAMILY  HOME  EVENING  PROGRAM 

The  Family  Home  Evening 
Program,  will  involve  every  mem- 
ber of  the  Church,  for  its  funda- 
mental concern  is  that  every 
Church  member  be  more  fully  in- 
structed in  Church  doctrine. 
"Therefore,  every  family  unit, 
however  composed,  should  par- 
ticipate in  the  instruction  pro- 
gram." Couples  without  chil- 
dren, a  single  person  living  alone, 
roommates,  as  well  as  families, 
can  all  benefit  from  the  newly 
instituted  program.  The  lessons 
will  include  material  adapted  to 
the  particular  needs  of  special 
types  of  families,  where  such 
adaptation  is  necessary.  An  in- 
struction period,  similar  to  that 
planned  for  the  family  night,  is 
to  be  held. 

In  addition  to  the  gospel  les- 
sons, the  manual  gives  sugges- 
tions for  family  activities  which 
should  set  a  general  climate  for 


the  home  throughout  the  month. 
There  are  many  avenues  through 
which  gospel  instruction  may  be 
made  a  part  of  family  living.  Gos- 
pel truths  and  ideals  can  become 
a  vital  factor  in  shaping  young 
lives  where  parents  are  aware  of 
the  many  possibilities  within 
their  particular  sphere  of  influ- 
ence and  jurisdiction.  Various 
activities  which  bring  families  to- 
gether in  play  or  to  engage  in 
creative  projects,  will  be  encour- 
aged. It  is  necessary  that  the 
family  also  read  and  discuss  the 
scriptures.  A  set  of  the  standard 
works  of  the  Church  should  be 
found  in  every  home,  and  parents 
can  plan  to  give  them  as  gifts 
to  their  children  on  special  oc- 
casions. Every  member  should 
have  a  set  of  the  standard  works. 

FAMILY  HOME  EVENING 
PROGRAM   MANUAL 

Each  year  the  lessons  in  the 
Family  Home  Evening  Program 
manual  will  consider  fundamental 
principles  of  the  gospel  and  they 
will  deal  with  four  universal  con- 
cerns to  the  Latter-day  Saints. 
The  emphasis  will  be  placed  upon 
application  of  the  truths  in  these 
universals.  Lessons  prepared  for 
Priesthood  Quorums  and  Re- 
lief Society  will  likewise  empha- 
size the  importance  of  translating 
the  gospel  teachings  into  action. 
The  relationship  of  the  individual 
to  his  family,  to  others,  and  to 
the  community  will  be  empha- 
sized. This  year  the  following  re- 
lationships will  be  stressed: 

1.  My  relationship  with  my 
Heavenly  Father. 

2.  My  relationship  with  the 
Savior. 

3.  My  relationship  with  the 
Holy  Ghost. 


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4.  My  relationship  with  the  Re- 
stored Church. 

Although  parents  carry  the  re- 
sponsibility to  teach  their  chil- 
dren, the  children  also  should 
participate  in  presenting  lesson 
materials  and  should  be  encour- 
aged to  enter  actively  into  the 
discussion. 

...  It  is  expected  that  the  Family 
Home  Evening  Program  will  become 
the  basic  teaching  program  for  the 
members  of  the  Church.  All  other 
Church  lesson  materials  will  be  writ- 
ten to  support,  supplement,  and  comp- 
lement the  home  lessons  (Lesson  1, 
Melchizedek  Priesthood  Lessons, 
1965). 

CONCLUSION 

The  program  of  Relief  Society 
is  and  always  has  been  centered 
in  the  home.  It  endeavors 
through  its  varied  courses  of 
study  and  activities,  to  assist 
Latter-day  Saint  women  to  be- 
come better  wives  and  better 
mothers. 


As  Relief  Society  sisters  con- 
template the  wisdom  and  the 
vast  potential  influence  of  this 
new  program,  they  will  welcome 
the  opportunity  to  be  a  part  of 
it.  They  will  find  in  the  lessons 
and  in  the  Family  Home  Evening 
Program  manual,  encouragement 
and  reinforcement  for  their  in- 
herent and  sacred  responsibility. 

THOUGHTS   FOR    DISCUSSION 

1.  What  can  a  mother  do  to  estab- 
lish a  home  atmosphere  which  will 
promote  an  acceptance  of  this  pro- 
gram? 

2.  How  can  parents  arrange  a  home 
evening  which  will  be  inviting  to  the 
teenage  members   of  the   family? 

3.  Why  are  parents  inclined  to 
leave  gospel  instruction  of  their  chil- 
dren to  the  Primary,  Sunday  School, 
or  M.LA.? 

4.  What  evidence  can  you  give  that 
there  is  need  for  more  religious  guid- 
ance in  the  home? 

5.  Discuss  the  merit  of  the  Family 
Home  Evening  Program  for  families 
where  there  are  no  children. 


Undefeated 

Ruth  H.  Chadwick 

The  seed 

Of  hope  and  faith 

That's  planted  deep  within 

The  heart  of  man,  defies  neglect 

And  drought. 

When  dew 

Of  sacrifice 

And  love  replaces  hate 

And  covetous  desires,  the  seed 

Responds. 

It  throbs 

With  life  that  bursts 

The  hardened  shell,  and  sends 

Its  bud  of  promise  forth  to  bloom 

Once  more. 


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LITERATURE 


The  Individual  and  Human  Values 
As  Seen  Through   Literature 


Elder  Robert  K.  Thomas 
Lesson  5  —  Exploring  Right  and  Wrong  Attitudes  Through  Literature  —  Part  I 

(Text:  Out  of  the  Best  Books,  pp.  111-280) 

For  Third  Meeting,  February  1965 

Objective:  To  show  iiow  literature  dramatizes  the  evil  of 
materialism  and  affirms  higher  values. 


As  we  look  about  us  how  rare- 
ly does  anyone  seem  to  ignore 
material  concerns.  We  must  all 
provide  for  ourselves  and  those 
dependent  upon  us  in  a  continu- 
ing round  of  practical  activities. 
We  are  even  warned  (I  Tim.  5:8) 
that  failure  to  provide  is  a  denial 
of  the  faith.  We  are  so  obviously 
in  the  world  that  few  of  us  seem 
to  need  warning  to  give  adequate 
attention  to  material  things.  The 
daily  insistence  of  household 
duties  alone  appears  sufficient  to 
remind  us  that  part  of  our  prep- 
aration for  a  heavenly  mansion 
may  come  through  taking  care  of 
an  earthly  home.  It  is  only  when 
we  lose  the  vision  of  heaven  in 
viewing  the  earth  that  our  need 
to  distinguish  between  eternal, 
spiritual  values  and  temporary, 
material  ones  seems  to  become 
critical. 

No  theme  has  had  a  more  per- 
sistent literary  history  than  the 


vanity  of  worldly  wishes.  The  an- 
cient Anglo  Saxon  poem  "The 
Wanderer''  —  probably  written 
early  in  the  eighth  century — 
stresses  that  "all  the  foundations 
of  the  earth  shall  fail"  and  that 
the  only  happy  man  is  the  one 
"who  seeketh  for  mercy  from  his 
Heavenly  Father."  In  early 
French  literature  we  have  a  sim- 
ilar awareness  of  the  fact  that 
nothing  material  lasts.  Francois 
Villon  (1431-1463)  laments: 
"Where  are  the  snows  of  yester- 
year?" The  very  persistence  of 
this  theme  during  many  years 
and  in  many  lands  is  depressing 
evidence  that  being  of  the  world 
as  well  as  in  it  is  a  problem  for 
most  men.  The  stories  and  poems 
which  have  been  selected  to  sup- 
port this  lesson  can  barely  sug- 
gest the  variety  and  deception  of 
materialistic  temptation,  but  they 
do  attempt  to  suggest  part  of 
its  range. 


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In  "Three  Arshins  of  Land," 
for  instance,  Count  Leo  Tolstoi 
(1828-1910)  presents  a  relatively 
simple  tale  of  the  degenerative 
effects  of  greed.  The  desire  to 
possess  becomes  an  end  in  itself 
that  Pakhom  destroys  his  own 
to  own  more  and  more  property 
infects  all  of  his  attitudes.  He  re- 
sents those  with  property  when 
he  has  little  and  scorns  those 
without  property  when  he  has 
much.  When  poor,  he  is  jealous 
and  bitter,  and  when  rich  he  is 
proud  and  unfeeling.  The  real 
point   to   note  here  however,  is 

that  Pakhom  destroys  his  own 
ability  to  discriminate.  He 
chooses  a  life  of  greed,  and  this 
makes  all  his  attitudes  and  ac- 
tions gross.  The  final  irony,  of 
course,  is  that  all  he  eventually 
has  is  a  tiny  burial  tract. 

In  light  of  the  critical  princi- 
ples which  we  have  been  using  in 
this  course  note  how  the  author 
sacrifices  everything  in  this  story 
to  his  message.  From  the  Pla- 
tonic point  of  view,  in  which  mes- 
sage is  paramount,  this  is  effec- 
tive, but  it  has  a  tendency  to 
turn  a  story  into  a  sermon.  We 
do  get  Tolstoi's  point,  yet  we  are 
probably  less  affected  by  it  than 
we  would  be  if  it  were  presented 
in  such  a  way  that  we  found  it 
easier  to  see  ourselves  and  our 
problems  in  more  believable 
terms. 

The  second  selection,  an 
abridged  version  of  "The  Pardon- 
er's Tale"  by  Geoffrey  Chaucer 
(1343-1400)  is  also  clearly  intent 
on  teaching  a  moral  lesson,  but 
such  is  Chaucer's  skill  that  we 
cannot  fail  to  note  how  much 
more  force  he  gives  his  whole 
account  by  having  the  teller  of 


the  story  demonstrate,  at  the 
conclusion  of  his  tale,  the  very 
qualities  he  has  been  deploring 
in  others.  We  are  uncomfortably 
aware  of  how  human  this  is,  and 
we  find  ourselves  reacting  strong- 
ly. If  Tolstoi  shows  that  a  ma- 
terialistic focus  can  destroy  abil- 
ity to  make  moral  distinctions, 
Chaucer  suggests  a  subtler  temp- 
tation. We  may  seem  to  know 
what  is  right  and  wrong,  but  be 
wholly  blind  to  the  very  weak- 
nesses in  ourselves  which  we  con- 
demn in  others.  Preoccupation 
with  things  of  this  world  blunts 
our  moral  sense;  we  can  continue 
to  say  the  right  words  long  after 
they  have  ceased  to  have  any 
real  meaning  in  our  own  life. 

If  Chaucer's  point  is  no  less 
clear  than  Tolstoi's,  he  takes  ad- 
vantage of  the  form  of  his  pres- 
entation to  reinforce  it.  The  gen- 
eral condemnation  of  avarice  and 
gluttony,  which  seems  to  consti- 
tute the  main  theme  of  this  story, 
is  too  conventional  to  be  very 
memorable.  What  we  will  never 
forget,  once  we  have  read  this 
tale,  is  the  brisk  dispatch  with 
which  the  Pardoner — his  words  of 
exhortation  against  covetousness 
still  echoing — begins  to  exploit 
spiritual  wares. 

The  two  poems  with  which  we 
conclude  this  lesson  were  written 
by  contemporaries  of  each  other. 
Percy  Bysshe  Shelley  (1792- 
1822)  and  William  Wordsworth 
(1770-1850),  both  of  the  English 
Romantic  school,  felt  strongly  the 
corrosive  effects  of  the  material- 
ism which  seemed  to  them  to  be 
blighting  the  civilization  of  the 
early  nineteenth  century.  Since 
their  poems  are  short  enough  to 


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be  reprinted  in  their  entirety,  we 
can  discuss  them  in  detail. 

Shelley's  ''Ozymandias"  takes 
the  Greek  name  of  the  Egyptian 
ruler,  Rameses  II  (1292-1225 
B.C.),  one  of  the  pyramid  build- 
ers. The  decaying  statue  here  de- 
scribed was  reputed  to  be  the 
largest  in  Egypt.  The  text  of  the 
poem  is  as  follows: 

I  met  a  traveler  from  an  antique 

land 
Who  said:    Two  vast  and   trunk- 
less  legs  of  stone 
Stand  in  the  desert.  Near  them, 

on  the  sand, 
Half  sunk,  a  shattered  visage  lies, 

whose   frown. 
And  wrinkled  lip,  and  sneer  of 

cold   command. 
Tell   that  its   sculptor  well   those 

passions  read 
Which  yet  survive,  stamped  on 

these  lifeless  things. 
The  hand  that  mocked  them  and 

the  heart  that  fed: 
And  on  the  pedestal  these  words 

appear: 
"My  name  is  Ozymandias,  king 

of  kings: 
"Look  on  my  works,  ye  mighty, 

and  despair!" 
Nothing  beside  remains.  Round 

the  decay 
Of  that  colossal  wreck,  boundless 

and  bare 
The  lone  and  level  sands  stretch 

far  away. 

We  see  immediately  that  this 
is  a  poem  of  contrasts  which  build 
to  the  climax  of  line  eleven  and 
prepare  us  for  the  ironic  surprise 
of  Hne  twelve.  (Perhaps  it  is 
worth  mentioning  at  this  time 
that  the  word  "surprise"  origin- 
ally meant  to  get  what  you  de- 
serve but  do  not  expect).  Note 
how  effective  the  short,  unargu- 
able, three-word  sentence  of  line 
twelve  is  at  this  point  in  the 
poem.  Note  also  how  the  flowing 


alliteration  of  * 'boundless  and 
bare,"  ''lone  and  level"  have  just 
the  right  tone  of  unconcern  to 
conclude  the  entire  idea.  The  key 
word  is  "despair."  It  carries  the 
arrogance  of  the  king — yet  ef- 
fectively puts  over  the  universal 
lesson:  this,  too,  shall  pass  away. 

To  the  conclusions  of  Tolstoi 
and  Chaucer,  Shelley  adds  an- 
other. Not  only  are  the  things  of 
this  world  inevitably  subject  to 
decay,  but  the  attitudes,  which 
a  this-worldly  approach  fosters, 
are  similarly  short-lived  and  un- 
substantial. The  fact  that  sand 
is  obviously  the  foundation  for 
this  monument  takes  on  added 
meaning  in  the  light  of  the  scrip- 
tural use  of  sand  as  a  symbol  of 
instability.  One  final  note  may 
help  in  reading  this  poem.  "The 
hand"  that  mocks  Ozymandias  is 
that  of  the  sculptor;  the  "heart" 
that  fed  his  passions  is  Ozyman- 
dias' own. 

In  "The  World  Is  Too  Much 
With  Us,"  Wordsworth  gives  ad- 
ditional insight  into  the  problem 
of  materialism: 


The  world  is  too  much  with  us; 

late  and  soon. 
Getting  and  spending,  we  lay 

waste  our  powers; 
Little  we  see  in  nature  that  is 

ours; 
We  have  given  our  hearts  away, 

a  sordid  boon! 
The  sea  that  bares  her  bosom  to 

the  moon! 
The  winds  that  will  be  howling 

at  all  hours. 
And  are  up-gathered  now  like 

sleeping  flowers; 
For  this,   for   everything,   we 

are  out  of  tune; 
It  moves  us  not. — Great  God! 

I'd  rather  be 
A  Pagan  suckled  in  a  creed 

outworn; 


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NOVEMBER  1964 


So  might   I,  standing  on  this 

pleasant  lea, 
Have  glimpses  that  would  make 

me  less  forlorn; 
Have  sight  of  Proteus  rising  from 

the  sea; 
Or  hear  old  Triton  blow  his 

wreathed  horn. 


This  famous  sonnet  is  an  ex- 
cellent example  of  sonnet  form. 
The  first  eight  lines  propound  the 
problem;  the  final  six  give  the  po- 
et's answer.  To  begin  with,  note 
the  kind  of  materialism  Words- 
worth is  discussing.  This  is  not 
the  grossness  of  Tolstoi  or  Chau- 
cer; neither  is  it  the  bloated  ego 

of  royalty.  This  is  the  material- 
ism we  all  know.  "Getting  and 
spending"  describes  the  preoccu- 
pation of  most  of  our  days  pre- 
cisely. The  only  real  complaint 
of  the  first  eight  lines  is  that  we 
are  "out  of  tune"  with  nature, 
i.e.,  we  simply  don't  take  the  time 
or  make  the  effort  to  harmonize 
our  lives  with  the  positive  forces 
of  the  nature  which  surrounds  us. 
The  vehemence  of  Wordsworth's 
answer  to  what  appears  to  be  a 
minor  problem  is  particularly  ef- 
fective. It  is  shocking  to  realize 
that  we  may  have  degenerated  so 
far  that  our  difficulty  is  no  longer 
a  substitution  of  the  material  for 
the  spiritual.  We  may  even  have 
lost  all  significant  relationship  to 
the  material  world.  A  wrong  focus 
at  least  acknowledges  the  exist- 


ence of  a  right  one,  but  indiffer- 
ference  is  wholly  static.  This 
poem  tries  to  make  us  see  that  in- 
difference may  be  the  subtlest — 
and  most  "forlorn" — of  material 
temptations.  For  mechanical  ac- 
tivity is  only  a  parody  of  life. 
Our  daily  routine  may  be  simply 
deadening.  We  may  mistake  our 
avoiding  of  the  obviously  nega- 
tive  aspects   of  materialism  for 

spirituality,  which  is  to  make  any 
real  understanding  of  the  spirit- 
ual impossible. 

This  poem  brings  us  full  circle. 
We  noted  at  the  beginning  of  this 
lesson  that  spiritual  development 
takes  place  in  the  material  world. 
Wordsworth  is  saying  that  until 
we  have  a  meaningful  relationship 
with  the  world  our  religion  cannot 
truly  serve  us.  Only  as  we  bring 
our  lives  into  harmony  with  the 
best  that  this  world  offers,  can 
we  transcend  it  and  make  the 
earth  a  stepping-stone  to  heaven. 

QUESTIONS    FOR    DISCUSSION 

1.  How  can  giving  in  to  one  form  of 
materialism  affect  all  our  attitudes? 

2.  The  Pardoner  did  not  seem  to  be 
aware  of  his  inconsistency.  Do  you 
think  we  refuse  or  fail  to  see  our  own 
weaknesses? 

3.  The  king  in  Shelley's  poem  was 
overcome  by  pride.  What  is  the  dif- 
ference between  pride  and  self-re- 
spect? 

4.  To  what  extent  is  spiritual  aware- 
ness dependent  upon  harmony  in 
earthly  concerns? 


870 


Elder  Ariel  S.  Ballif 
Lesson  18  —  Priesthood  Function  and  the  Community 

For  Fourth  Meeting,   February  1965 

Objective:  To  point  out  that  the  functioning  of  the  Priesthood 

involves  the  total  of  human  experience. 


In  the  mind  of  God  there  is  no  such 
thing  as  dividing  spiritual  from  tem- 
poral, or  temporal  from  spiritual;  for 
they  are  one  in  the  Lord.  .  .  . 

.  .  .  We  cannot  talk  about  spiritual 
things  without  connecting  with  them 
temporal  things,  neither  can  we  talk 
about  temporal  things  without  con- 
necting spiritual  things  with  them. 
They  are  inseparably^ connected  {Dis- 
courses of  Brigham  Young,  page  13) . 

Wherefore,  verily  I  say  unto  you 
that  all  things  unto  me  are  spiritual, 
and  not  at  any  time  have  I  given  unto 
you  a  law  which  was  temporal;  neither 
any  man,  nor  the  children  of  men; 
neither  Adam,  your  father,  whom  I 
created. 

Behold,  I  gave  unto  him  that  he 
should  be  aii  agent  unto  himself;  and 
I  gave  unto  him  command«>ent,  but 
no  temporai  comna«Mft(^me^i«t  gave  I  un- 
to him,  for  my  commaAdmesits  are 
spiritual;  they  are  not  natural  nor 
temporal,  neither  carnal  nor  sensual 
(D&C  29:34,  35). 

The  term  community  is  a  well- 
accepted  social  science  designa- 
tion for  the  actions,  interests,  and 
experiences  of  a  related  group  of 
people.     As  the  title  of  this  les- 


son  suggests,  we  want  to  look  at 
the  application  of  the  teachings 
of  the  Church  in  the  daily  exper- 
iences of  its  members.  We  want 
to  observe  the  effectiveness  of  the 
organization  in  producing  the 
well-balanced  life  of  its  members. 
As  has  been  stated  before,  the 
organizational  pattern  of  the 
Church  comes  from  God.  The  ap- 
plications and  functions  of  the 
organization  are  subject  to  the 
limitations  of  human  beings  striv- 
ing for  perfection. 

SOCIAL  PROBLEMS  ARE 
CONTINUOUS 

In  the  early  history  of  The 
Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of  Latter- 
day  Saints,  the  members  were 
confronted  constantly  with  the 
physical  problems  of  survival. 
Food,  shelter,  even  a  place  to  re- 
side, were  constant  challenges. 
The  pioneers  endured  all  manner 
of  suffering  and,  in  the  end, 
founded  and  developed  a  remark- 
able community  in  a  very  antago- 
nistic environment. 


871 


NOVEMBER   1964 


Today,  we  are  still  struggling 
with  the  economics  of  life;  but  al- 
so we  are  faced  with  intensified 
serious  social  problems.  Many  of 
these  problems  have  always  ex- 
isted, but  today  there  are  new 
ones,  and  both  the  new  and  the 
old  have  been  intensified. 

In  the  gospel  of  Jesus  Christ, 
we  have  the  direct  influence  of 
the  Creator  expressed  in  the  in- 
struction, organization,  and  the 
incentive  of  perfection  to  assist 
us  in  effectively  meeting  all  of  the 
problems  of  life.  We  need  to  ap- 
ply what  we  know  in  every  phase 
of  our  experience. 

THE    IMPORTANCE   OF   APPLICATION 

In  modern  warfare,  no  effort  is 
spared  in  teaching  the  personnel 
every  technique  in  the  execution 
of  war  activities.  As  an  example, 
consider  the  air-borne  troopers. 
On  the  ground  they  are  given 
every  possible  experience  in  the 
performance  of  their  duties.  They 
are  drilled  in  all  maneuvers  that 
they  are  expected  to  execute  upon 
landing.  They  are  given  all  the 
training  possible  on  the  ground 
about  successful  parachute  jump- 
ing. Finally,  they  must  go  into 
the  air  and  actually  jump  from 
the  plane  to  test  the  value  and 
effectiveness  of  their  ground  train- 
ing. There  can  be  no  mistakes 
in  this  action;  they  must  pull  the 
cord  at  the  right  moment  so  that 
their  parachute  will  open  and  car- 
ry them  safely  to  the  ground. 

The  importance  of  this  example 
is  that  all  the  knowledge  in  the 
world  will  not  bring  the  para- 
trooper safely  to  the  earth  with- 
out the  application  of  his  instruc- 
tions. He  must  do  something,  in 
this  case,  pull  the  cord  that  re- 
leases his  parachute. 


We  must  do  something.  The 
gospel  impels  us  to  action.  The 
influence  of  the  divine  constantly 
challenges  us  to  discover,  learn, 
and  apply  truth  to  the  solution 
of  the  problems  of  life.  As  Presi- 
dent Brigham  Young  has  pointed 
out,  one  cannot  separate  the  spiri- 
tual from  the  temporal,  we  must 
apply  the  principles  of  the  gospel 
to  every  undertaking  in  life. 

A  MAJOR  QUORUM  OBJECTIVE 

One  of  the  major  objectives  of 
the  Priesthood  quorum  is  "to  care 
for  the  temporal,  intellectual,  and 
spiritual  welfare  of  all  quorum 
members  and  their  families" 
(1964  Melchizedek  Priesthood 
Handbook,  page  19).  This  is  an 
inclusive  objective.  No  part  of 
the  well-developed  personality  is 
neglected.  But  to  accomplish 
this,  the  Priesthood  activity  must 
be  extended  beyond  the  study 
class  on  Sunday  morning,  or  the 
filling  of  an  occasional  Priesthood 
assignment.  Our  religion  is  a  full 
way  of  life.  It  requires  a  constant 
effort  on  our  part  to  assist  in  over- 
coming the  problems  common  to 
mankind.  The  Lord  will  do  noth- 
ing for  us  that  we  can  do  for  our- 
selves. His  intelligence  and  wis- 
dom are  available  to  enlighten 
our  minds  when  making  a  deci- 
sion, if  we  properly  seek  them, 

CREATING  A  GOOD  ENVIRONMENT 

To  fulfill  the  above  stated  ob- 
jective, the  Priesthood  members 
must  take  an  interest  in  develop- 
ing a  healthful  atmosphere  and 
environment  in  the  community  in 
which  they  live.  Let  us  look  at 
the  possibilities  they  have  in  the 
development  of  a  good  commun- 
ity. We  will  make  our  examina- 
tion under   the   following   head- 


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LESSON    DEPARTMENT 


ings:  (1)  Morality  (2)  Law  and 
Order  (3)  Health  and  Sanitation 
(4)  Education. 

Wherever  the  Church  is  organ- 
ized, the  Priesthood  is  present. 
There  may  be  only  a  few  elders 
or,  in  the  well-developed  stake, 
there  may  be  many  quorums  of 
Melchizedek  and  Aaronic  Priest- 
hood holders.  However  few  there 
may  be,  by  being  united  among 
themselves  and  with  the  help  of 
the  Lord,  there  is  no  limit  to  the 
amount  of  good  that  can  be  ac- 
complished. (We  must  remem- 
ber that  Jesus  was  very  much 
alone,  so  far  as  man  is  concerned, 
when  he  started  his  mission.)  The 
larger  the  group  of  Priesthood 
bearers,  the  greater  the  influence 
they  can  exert  upon  the  social 
climate  and  environmental  con- 
ditions of  their  community. 

(1)  Morahty.  Elder  James  E. 
Talmage  said,  "Religion  without 
morality,  professions  of  godliness 
without  charity.  Church-member- 
ship without  adequate  responsi- 
bility as  to  individual  conduct  in 
daily  life,  are  but  as  sounding 
brass  and  tinkling  cymbals"  {The 
Articles  of  Faith,  page  429). 

Moral  is  "characterized  by  ex- 
cellence in  what  pertains  to  prac- 
tice or  conduct;  right  or  proper; 
dealing  or  concerned  with  estab- 
lishing principles  of  right  and 
wrong  in  behavior"  (Webster's 
Dictionary).  True  virtue  is  rec- 
ognizing the  right  and  the  wrong 
and  choosing  the  right.  Morality 
is  involved  in  all  the  decisions  we 
make  where  right  and  wrong  are 
involved. 

The  meaning  of  right  is  estab- 
lished by  the  values  of  the  group. 
As  a  Church,  we  have  had  re- 
vealed the  principles  of  life  and 
salvation  as  set  forth  by  the  Cre- 


ator himself,  and  we  have  estab- 
lished our  value  system  on  truth 
as  revealed  by  the  divine  in- 
fluence. From  these  values,  our 
standard  of  morality  has  been 
developed.  It  is  a  single  stand- 
ard expecting  the  same  high  per- 
formance of  all  members. 

The  moral  standard  of  the 
Church  encourages  honesty,  hon- 
or, integrity,  chastity,  and  all 
things  that  would  produce  good 
conduct  and  high  standards  of  be- 
havior in  all  human  relations. 

The  members  of  the  Priesthood 
quorums  should  be  the  leaders  in 
the  development  of,  and  the 
maintenance  of  these  values  in 
their  contacts  with  their  own 
families  and  with  every  member 
of  the  community.  There  is  no 
immoral  act  that  does  not  have 
a  negative  influence  upon  the  ac- 
tor. There  are  those  who  attempt 
to  justify  and  excuse  their  devia- 
tion from  the  moral  standard  on 
the  basis  of  a  "peculiar  situa- 
tion" or  a  "current  philosophy" 
among  men.  Any  excuse  is  a 
rationalization  and  has  its  weak- 
ening effect  upon  character. 
Priesthood  quorums  can  be  a  ma- 
jor factor  in  strengthening  and 
supporting  the  moral  values  of 
the  Church. 

(2)  Health  and  Sanitation. 
Every  Priesthood  quorum  should 
be  interested  in  the  conditions  of 
sanitation  and  health  in  their 
community.  There  is  good  evi- 
dence to  support  the  statement 
that  as  sewer  systems  have  been 
developed  in  cities,  communicable 
diseases  have  decreased.  A  con- 
taminated water  supply  could  be 
the  source  of  infection  for  other 
life-taking  diseases. 

Science  has  provided  immuni- 
zation for  many  diseases,  among 


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NOVEMBER   1964 


them  some  of  the  most  crippHng 
known  to  man.  Recently  a  very 
earnest  and  sincere  effort  was 
made  to  immunize  everyone  in  a 
state  of  the  United  States  against 
one  of  these  cripples.  This  could 
have  been  a  classic  example  of 
the  Priesthood  quorum's  interest 
in  the  welfare  of  its  members 
and  their  families,  by  encourag- 
ing, providing  transportation,  and 
in  other  ways  seeing  to  it  that 
this  drive  was  one  hundred  per 
cent  successful.  Every  effort  to 
improve  the  health  conditions  of 
the  community  we  live  in  should 
be  a  concern  of  the  Priesthood 
quorums. 

(3)  Law  and  Order.  The  safety 
of  loved  ones  and  the  security  of 
property  are  largely  dependent 
upon  the  attitude  of  the  members 
of  the  community  toward  law  and 
order.  Respect  for  the  rights  of 
others  is  first  learned  in  the 
home.  Then  the  expressions  of 
neighbors  and  friends  become  im- 
portant factors  in  developing  at- 
titudes of  respect  for  law  and  or- 
der. 

The  quorum  mem^bers  should 
be  concerned  about  developing  a 
sense  of  dedication  to  law  and 
order  in  each  member.  Many  peo- 
ple refuse  to  report  law  breakers 
because  in  doing  so  they  may 
have  to  appear  in  court.  This 
takes  time,  they  say,  and  is  very 
inconvenient.  Until  the  breaking 
of  the  law  affects  them  directly, 
they  do  little  about  it.  Usually 
what  they  do  then  is  too  late. 

A  part  of  the  morality  of  our 
religion  is  honesty  and  the  re- 
sponsibility for  maintenance  and 
observance  of  law  and  order.  The 
maintenance  of  law  and  order  is 
the  personal  obligation  of  every 
citizen.    To  have  such  an  attitude 


in  a  community  would  be  the 
most  effective  insurance  against 
delinquency  and  crime. 

(4)  Education.  The  Church  of 
Jesus  Christ  of  Latter-day  Saints 
has,  from  its  organization,  been 
directly  and  positively  active  in 
the  education  of  its  members,  not 
only  for  the  children,  but  for 
every  member  of  the  Church.  Dr. 
Widtsoe  pointed  out  that  "Man 
is  more  than  animal.  A  man 
holding  the  Priesthood  can  live 
up  to  his  high  calling  only  by  ex- 
ercising his  mind,  with  all  his 
might,  and  thereby  increasing 
daily  his  intellectual  vigor" 
(Priesthood  and  Church  Govern- 
ment, page  57). 

There  is  a  rich  program  of  edu- 
cation in  the  organization  of  the 
Church.  But  this  is  not  enough. 
If  there  is  any  hope  for  man  to 
become  as  God,  he  will  have  to 
know  all  things.  This  is  a  con- 
tinuous task.  The  Church  has 
organized  schools  teaching  all  of 
the  sciences  and  encouraging  the 
membership  to  become  proficient 
in  various  specializations  and  pro- 
fessions. As  long  as  a  person  is 
as  studious  in  spiritual  matters  as 
in  the  secular  fields,  there  need 
be  no  conflict.  Education,  togeth- 
er with  spiritual  development,  can 
be  a  more  effective  weapon 
against  unemployment,  disease, 
war,  or  any  of  society's  basic  ills. 

The  intellectual  development 
of  quorum  members  ha&  equai 
claim  OH  quorum  leadership^  with 
spiritual  and  temporal  welfare. 
What  is  really  needed  is  for  the 
Church  members  to  see  all  human 
activity  in  the  light  of  divine  law. 
Every  daily  act  has  a  bearing  on 
perfection.  The  design  ef  the 
Creator  for  the  perfection  of  man- 
kind unfolds  in  the  revelations  of 


874 


LESSON   DEPARTMENT 


the  divine  will  expressed  in 
Church  government.  The  basic 
function  of  Church  government  is 
"to  bring  to  pass  the  immortality 
and  eternal  life  of  man"  (Moses 
1:39). 

There  are  many  areas  of  hu- 
man relations  that  need  the  at- 
tention of  the  organized  effort  of 
men  holding  the  Priesthood  of 
God.  They  include:  the  develop- 
ment of  a  constructive  youth  pro- 
gram that  will  help  avoid  the 
problems  of  delinquency;  the  de- 
velopment of  an  environment  that 
will  reduce  the  hazards  of  mental 
health;  the  expression  of  a  great- 
er interest  in  the  fatherless  and 
the  widow;  a  dynamic  program  in 
preparation  for  and  in  the  care 
of  old  age;  and  many  others. 

The  well-balanced  life  can  come 
out  of  the  successful  functioning 
of  the  Priesthood  through 
quorum  organizations  and  oper- 
ation.   Christ's    government    on 


earth  as  in  the  heavens  must  call 
forth  the  divine  characteristics  of 
man  in  overcoming  selfishness 
greed,  and  hate,  and  in  controll- 
ing the  appetites,  disciplining  the 
mind,  and  in  stirring  man  with  a 
never-ending  thirst  for  and  quest 
of  knowledge. 

THOUGHTS  FOR   DISCUSSION 

1.  Does  divine  law  refer  only  to 
spiritual  things? 

2.  Are  social  problems  the  responsi- 
bility of  the  Church  organization? 

3.  Does  the  responsibility  of  the 
quorum  for  the  welfare  of  its  members 
include  the  problems  of  community 
life? 

4.  What  is  the  test  of  true  virtue? 

5.  Is  observance  of  the  law  a  part 
of  the  gospel  of  Christ? 


Doctrine  and  Covenants,  Sections 
29;  58. 

Widtsoe,  John  A.:  Priesthood  and 
Church  Government,  Chapter  5. 

Talmage,  James  E.:  Articles  of 
Faith,  page  429. 


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Heard  the  hushed  goodbyes. 
Rains  have  rusted  its  hinges,  winds 

Have  pressed  its  weariest  strength; 
Hot  suns  have  dried  its  wood  to  gray, 

Until  now,  at  length, 
We  who  swing  it  to  and  fro 

Handle  it  with  care. 
With  loving  tenderness,  because 

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OUR  ROOTS  GO  DEEP 

(Continued  from  page  825) 

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March 


Three  Shepherds 

Eva  Willes  Wangsgaard 

In  after  years  when  they  were  asked 
What  part  of  that  strange  sight 
Cut  deepest,  setting  them  apart 
Through  time  beyond  that  night: 

"It  was  the  light,"  the  first  one  said, 
"Such  radiance  as  would  seem 
That  all  the  suns  of  all  past  years 
Were  caught  within  one  beam." 

"It  was  the  song,"  the  second  said, 
"Blest  music  of  the  spheres 
That  poured  through  heaven's  open  door 
Still  rings  within  my  ears." 

"It  was  the  message,"  said  the  third. 
"Poor  shepherds  as  we  are  — 
The  Son  of  God,  the  way  of  peace, 
Are  ours  beneath   his  star." 


The  Cover:  ■  Madonna  and  Child,  from  a  painting  by  Domenico  Ghirlandaio 
Courtesy  National  Gallery  of  Art,  Washington,  D.C., 

Samuel  H.  Kress  Collection 
Lithographed  in  full  color  by  Deseret  News  Press 

Frontispiece:! Three  Shepherds,  H.  Armstrong  Roberts 

Art  Layout:  I  Dick  Scopes 

Illustrations:  ■  Mary  Scopes 


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Thank  you  for  the  wonderful  Relief 
Society  Magazine  you  are  sending  me. 
I  appreciate  them  so  much.  I  like  the 
stories  and  pictures,  and,  more  than 
that,  I  'ove  the  love  that  you  are  show- 
ing to  me.  I  have  nothing  to  give  to 
you  but  a  heart  filled  with  love.  I  want 
to  tell  you  I  love  you  all,  and  I  pray 
that  the  Lord  will  bless  you  always. 

Yuan  Chang  Ping  Chi 

Kaohsiung 

Taiwan,  China 

The  Magazine  means  so  much  to 
me,  since  I  am  living  away  from  home, 
that  I  want  it  to  be  also  in  the  homes 
of  my  dear  friends,  even  though  they 
are  not  members  of  the  Church.  I 
especially  enjoyed  the  serial  "Your 
Heart  to  Understanding,"  by  Hazel  M. 
Thomson.  I  worked  on  a  Primary  stake 
board  with  this  dear  sister  many  years 
ago.  She  is  a  very  wonderful  person. 
Mrs.  Eva  Kohkonen 
Helsinki,  Finland 

I  have  just  read  the  first  chapter  of 
"The  Turn  of  the  Wheel,"  by  Mabel 
Harmer  (October  1964).  I  must  say 
I  did  enjoy  it.  Having  been  there  (in 
HeidBlberg,  Germany)  myself,  I  relived 
thewonderful  experiences  I  had  in  that 
beautiiul  city.  Her  description  of  the 
place  is  great.  While  I  was  in  Ger- 
many I  served  in  the  Relief  Society 
presidency. 

Mary  Stevenson 
Salt  Lake  City,  Utah 

Many  thanks  for  The  Relief  Society 
Magazine.  I  enjoy  it  so  much,  and 
the  stories  and  inspiring  messages  I 
read  to  my  friends  who  are  not  mem- 
bers of  our  Church.  The  wonderful 
sisters  in  this  branch  of  Relief  Society 
work  in  close  harmony.  It  is  good  to 
know  that  we  have  sisters  in  many 
lands. 

Marion  Hanna 
Portadown,  Armagh 
Northern  Ireland 


I  am  most  grateful  to  my  faithful 
Magazine  representative  Maudene 
South,  from  the  Ogden  Fifty-third 
Ward  who  made  it  possible  for  the 
Magazine  to  follow  me  to  Tahiti,  where 
I  am  with  my  husband  who  is  a 
Church  building  supervisor.  Every 
article  in  the  Magazine  is  of  a  charac- 
ter-building quality.  It  also  gives  me 
ideas  of  things  to  do.  I  am  busy  gath- 
ering and  pressing  lovely  Tahltlan 
flowers  to  make  parchment  corre- 
spondence cards  as  illustrated  in  the 
June  1964  issue  and  described  by 
Peggy  Tangren. 

Alice  Spencer 
Papeete,  Tahiti 

I  have  been  taking  The  Relief  So- 
ciety Magazine  for  thirty-five  years, 
and  I  would  be  lost  without  it.  The 
pictures  are  so  beautiful  that  I  cut  out 
many  of  them  and  put  them  in  my 
Book  of  Remembrance. 

Percilla  Lundeen 
El  Monte,  California 

I  am  writing  to  tell  you  of  my  deepest 
gratitude  for  The  Relief  Society  Maga- 
zine, and  the  wonderful  encouragement 
it  brings  to  the  Relief  Society  sisters 
here  in  Tripoli.  There  are  times  when 
our  spirits  are  so  low,  and  we  feel  al- 
most forgotten  being  so  far  away  from 
home,  friends,  and  the  Church.  But  the 
Magazine  helps  to  bring  us  closer  to- 
gether, both  spiritually  and  mentally 
through  the  inspired  lessons  and  read- 
ing material.  The  Relief  Society  organ- 
ization here  is  very  active,  strong,  and 
closely  knit.  We  have  come  to  know  the 
true  meaning  of  sisterhood  and  love 
that  only  unselfish  service  to  our  fellow 
men  and  our  Heavenly  Father  can  bring. 
The  articles  on  home  management, 
child  psychology,  and  how  to  be  a 
better  mother  and  wife  are  especially 
timely.  It  is  articles  such  as  these  that 
make  our  hearts  sing.  They  are  appre- 
ciated even  here  in  Tripoli,  North  Africa! 
Mrs.  Joyce  H.  Davis 
Tripoli,  North  Africa 


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'ty  Magazine 


Volume  51      December  1964       Number   12 

Editor     Marianne  C.  Sharp         Associate  Editor     Vesta  P.  Crawford 
General  Manager     Belle  S.  Spafford 

Special  Features 

884     Effects  of  Home  Influence       N.  Eldon  Tanner 

898     The  1964  Relief  Society  Annual  General  Conference       Hulda  Parker 

931  Christmas  Seals  —  A  Needed  Gift       James  E.  Perkins 

Appointments  to  the  General  Board 

895  Edythe  Kimball  Watson       Ellen  Neilson  Barnes 

896  Kathryn  Smith  Gilbert       Verda  Fox  Burton 

897  Myrtle  Robison  Olson       Alice  Colton   Smith 

Fiction 

902     Turn  of  the  Wheel  —  Chapter  3       Mabel  Harmer 

932  The  Christmas  Gift       Kathryn  E.  Franks 

General  Features 

882  From  Near  and  Far 

908  Editorial:    "Who's  on  The  Lord's  Side,   Who?"       Marianne  C.  Sharp 

910  The   134th    Semi-Annual    Church    Conference 

912  Woman's   Sphere       Ramona   W.   Cannon 

960  Birthday  Congratulations 

The  Home -Inside  and  Out 

914  Christmas  in  Gold  and  Green 

917  Strawberries  Decorate  a  Holiday  Table 

918  "Grolden"  Pictures  Made  From  Keepsakes       Beatrice  S.  Poelman 
920  Christmas  Comes  in  Color       Florence  S.  Jacobsen 

923  The  Christmas  Tree  Wears  Roses 

924  Old-Fashioned    Hardtack    Candy       Fran  Dunford 

925  A  Table  Tells  the  Christmas  Story 

926  Grand  Junction  Stake  Gift  Bazaar 
928  A  Candy  House  for  Christmas 

934  Lucy  Andrews  Lives  in  a  World  of  Handiwork 

Lessons  for  March 

935  Theology  —  The  Revelation  on  Priesthood  (Continued)        Roy  W.  Doxey 
940     Visiting  Teacher  Message  —  "For  the  Word  of  the  Lord  Is  Truth.  .  .  ." 

Christine  H.  Robinson 
942     Work  Meeting  —  The  Eternal  Family  Alberta  H.  Christensen 

946     Literature  —  Exploring  Right  and  Wrong  Attitudes  through  Literature:  Part  II 
951     Social  Science  —  The  Value  of  Church  Activity       Ariel  S.  Ballif 

Poetry 

881     Three   Shepherds  —   Frontispiece       Eva  Willes  Wangsgaard 

Christmas  1897,  by  Enola  Chamberlin,  894;  The  Shepherds,  by  Lela  F.  Morris,  911;  May 
There  Always  Be  a  Christmas,  by  Dorothy  J.  Roberts,  913;  A  Word,  by  Mabel  Jones  Gab- 
bott,  930;  Again  Tonight,  by  Christie  Lund  Coles,  958. 


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Effects 

of 
Home 

Influence 


President  N.  Eldon  Tanner 
of  the  First  Presidency 


(Address  Delivered  at  the  General 
Session  of  the  Relief  Society  Annual 
General  Conference,  September  30,  1964) 


I  stand  before  you,  my  brothers 
and  sisters,  in  all  humility,  and 
pray  that  the  spirit  of  the  Lord 
will  be  with  us,  as  it  has  been 
through  this  meeting.  I  wish  to 
congratulate  this  chorus  of  Sing- 
ing Mothers  for  the  lovely  singing 
they  have  rendered  for  us  this 
afternoon.  I  have  appreciated 
and  been  inspired  by  the  lovely 
talks  that  have  been  given. 
Though  this  is  a  humbling  experi- 
ence, it  is  indeed  a  privilege  and 
a  joy  to  bring  greetings  and  bless- 
ings from'^the  First  Presidency  to 
you  assembled  in  this  great  Relief 
Society  conference.  Ten  thou- 
sand leaders  of  the  greatest 
women's  organization  in  the 
world!  What  an  inspiring  sight! 
What  a  lovely  sweet  spirit  we 
have  had  with  us  today!  And 
what  a  wonderful  work  you  are 
doing  for  the  members  of  the  Re- 
lief Society  and  for  all  who  need 


your  help,  and  for  the  Church  as 
a  whole;  and,  in  fact,  your  influ- 
ence's being  felt  throughout  the 
world. 

ACCOMPLISHMENTS  OF 
RELIEF  SOCIETY 

You  have  been  reminded  time 
after  time  that  your  Relief  So- 
ciety was  organized  under  the 
inspiration  and  direction  of  a 
Prophet  of  God.  Your  devoted 
leaders.  Sister  Spafford,  Sister 
Sharp,  and  Sister  Madsen  are 
carrying  on  under  the  direction  of 
a  loving,  inspired  prophet  today. 
You  all  know  how  President  Mc- 
Kay loves  and  respects  the  moth- 
ers and  women  in  the  Church,  in 
fact,  all  womanhood. 

I  quote  from  one  of  his  state- 
ments: "A  beautiful,  modest, 
gracious  woman  is  creation's 
masterpiece;  when  to  these  vir- 
tues a  woman  possesses,  as  guid- 


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ing  stars  in  her  life,  righteousness 
and  godHness,  and  an  irresistible 
impulse  and  desire  to  make  oth- 
ers happy,  no  one  will  question  if 
she  be  classed  among  those  who 
are  truly  great." 

President  McKay  is  truly  a 
prophet  of  God  and  what  a 
strength  you  must  feel  in  knowing 
that  he  loves  you  and  is  praying 
for  your  success  and  well-being 
every  day.  Also,  with  the  associa- 
tion of  your  Advisers,  the  General 
Authorities,  and  with  the  Presi- 
dent of  the  Church  himself,  you 
have  the  guidance  of  the  Priest- 
hood, which  is  not  enjoyed  by 
any  other  women's  organization 
in  the  world. 

The  work  and  accomplishments 
of  this  great  organization  have 
been  outstanding  throughout  the 
years.  I  should  like  to  refer  to 
two  real  contributions  and  ac- 
complishments this  year  with 
which  I  am  personally  acquaint- 
ed. 

THE  SINGING   MOTHERS 

First,  is  the  Singing  Mothers 
who  sang  at  the  Waldorf-Astoria 
Hotel  in  New  York  City  in  May, 
at  the  time  of  the  Awards  Lunch- 
eon of  the  American  Mothers 
Committee  Incorporated. 

The  other  is  the  Singing  Moth- 
ers who  sang  in  July  at  the  New 
York  World's  Fair.  As  Sister  Tan- 
ner and  I  attended  the  Singing 
Mothers  Concert  at  the  World's 
Fair,  we  were  deeply  impressed, 
in  fact,  we  were  thrilled  to  be 
members  of  the  Church  to  which 
they  belonged.  Though  the  peo- 
ple were  there  to  see  the  sights 
of  the  World's  Fair,  they  re- 
mained by  the  hundreds  to  hear 
the  chorus  to  the  end,  and,  at  the 


close,  they  gave  a  standing  ova- 
tion of  appreciation.  The  women 
were  inspired;  they  had  fasted 
and  prayed;  they  sang  more 
beautifully  as  a  result  of  the 
Spirit  of  the  Lord  which  accom- 
panied them,  and  which  was  felt 
by  those  who  listened. 

I  have  here  today  a  scrapbook 
which  contains  news  clippings 
from  372  newspapers,  scattered 
throughout  forty  States  of  the 
Union,  and  one  from  Canada.  I 
cannot  show  you  these  so  you  can 
see  them,  but  it  certainly  is  en- 
couraging to  me  and  helps  me 
understand  how  this  great  work 
is  appreciated  throughout  this 
country. 

We  see  pictures  that  these  big 
newspapers  in  California  and  oth- 
er States  use  —  space  like  this 
where  the  pictures  of  the  Singing 
Mothers  are  shown.  Here  is  an- 
other one,  and  they  are  scattered 
throughout  this  book.  Here  they 
have  given  another  space  for  the 
picture  of  the  Church  Pavilion  at 
the  Fair.  I  could  show  you  sev- 
eral others,  but  you  cannot  see 
them  from  where  you  are,  but  it 
does  show  how  the  influence  of 
the  Singing  Mothers  has  been 
felt  throughout  this  country. 

As  I  look  through  the  book,  I 
find  a  number  of  articles  from 
each  of  the  following  states:  Cali- 
fornia, Indiana,  Massachusetts, 
New  Jersey,  New  York,  Penn- 
sylvania, and  Texas,  and  others. 
Though  I  cannot  vouch  for  the 
statistics  and  the  figures  which 
are  given  here,  I  want  you  to 
know  what  the  world  is  saying 
about  our  Singing  Mothers  and 
the  effect  they  are  having  in  dif- 
ferent areas.  I  want  to  read 
these,  because  then  you  know 
just  what  is  being  said  about  the 


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DECEMBER  1964 


work  of  this  great  organization, 
the  Singing  Mothers,  whom  the 
world  knows. 

From  the  Toronto  Telegram, 
Canada,  May  9,  1964: 

None  of  the  women  drink  or  smoke 
and  they  are  encouraged  to  keep  their 
figures  by  diet.  .  .  .  They  are  taught 
how  to  dress,  sit,  walk,  apply  make- 
up, and  generally  present  their  best 
self  to  the  world.  .  .  .  From  instruction 
by  Relief  Society  members,  Mormon 
women  make  their  own  clothes  and 
put  on  a  fashion  show.  .  .  .  They  study 
the  finest  literature  in  courses  rated 
at  university  level.  .  .  .  Another  of 
their  sayings  is  "Under  the  refining 
influence  of  Mormonism,  we  develop 
gifts  within  us." 

From  the  Washington  Post,  in 
Washington,  D.  C,  by  Ann  Wood, 
May  10,  1964: 

One  hundred  and  twenty  women 
from  the  District,  Maryland  and  Vir- 
ginia, have  been  meeting  every  Mon- 
day since  early  March  to  rehearse  for 
their  appearance  today  with  the  Sing- 
ing Mothers  Chorus  at  the  New  York 
World's  Fair;  and,  wasting  no  time, 
have  spent  all  of  the  scheduled  three 
hours  singing  each  Monday. 

Under  the  direction  of  Ellen  Barnes, 
who  commutes  the  rest  of  each  week 
to  Boston,  New  York,  and  Philadel- 
phia, to  rehearse  the  two  hundred 
women  in  other  sections  of  the  chorus; 
the  women  came  from  as  far  away  as 
one  hundred  seventy  miles  to  partici- 
pate. 

Members  of  the  Relief  Society  of 
the  Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of  Latter- 
day  Saints  (Mormon),  the  women  be- 
gan last  Monday  with  a  prayer  "to 
go  forth  as  a  missionary  group  and 
further  Thy  work  here"  and  then  re- 
hearsed today's  program  of  religious, 
patriotic,  and  popular  favorites  in- 
cluding, "How  Lovely  Is  Thy  Dwelling 
Place,"  "Give  Me  Your  Poor,  Your 
Tired,"  and  "You'll  Never  Walk 
Alone." 

Mrs.  Barnes,  looking  calm  and 
composed,  in  spite  of  her  hectic  sched- 
ule, commented  that  a  spirit  of  serv- 
ice is  a  major  reason  for  the  quality 
of  the   Mormon   singing   groups. 


Now  we  go  to  the  Boston  Sun- 
day Globe,  Massachusetts,  by 
Mary  Sarah  King,  May  31,  1964: 

The  Relief  Society,  which  has  been 
described  as  "Mormon  Angels  of 
Mercy,"  is  the  oldest  national  wom- 
en's organization  in  America.  It 
started  one  hundred  twenty-two  years 
ago,  and  it  now  has  five  thousand  five 
hundred  chapters  around  the  globe, 
comprising  262,000  members  in  fifty- 
two  countries. 

One  of  the  activities  for  self-im- 
provement and  self-expression,  the 
chorus  of  Singing  Angels,  enables  its 
members  to  sing  "for  the  sheer  joy 
of  singing"  —  a  vital  part  of  the 
Mormon  religion. 

Mrs.  Ward  C.  Lowe,  Newton  Cen- 
ter, President  of  the  Relief  Society, 
pointed  out  that  of  three  hundred 
mothers,  who  form  the  Boston  chorus, 
seventy-five  percent  are  converts, 
"mainly  of  old  Yankee  stock." 

When  writing  their  stories  on 
the  appearance  of  the  Singing 
Mothers  at  the  Fair,  the  re- 
porters also  included  much  gen- 
eral Church  information,  such 
as  membership  statistics  and 
growth,  and  missionary  work, 
aims  and  ideals,  etc.  I  should 
like  to  read  just  a  little  of  that. 

From  the  Patriot  Ledger, 
Quincy,  Massachusetts,  by  Doro- 
thy Newell,  Patriot  Ledger  Re- 
Hgion  Editor,  May  29,  1964: 

An  intense  love  for  God  and  their 
fellowmen  has  earned  respect  for 
Mormon  missionaries  in  this  area.  .  .  . 

In  Weston  where  a  ward  has  been 
organized  only  a  few  years  almost  a 
hundred  percent  growth  has  occurred 
in  two  years.  ,  .  . 

The  Mormons  offer  no  ease  in  Zion 
that  might  appeal  to  non-members. 

Instead,  it  would  seem  emphasis  on 
tithing,  strict  Sabbath  observance, 
temperance,  and  church  attendance 
would  be  a  deterrent  rather  than  an 
attraction. 

In  addition  there  is  the  unorthodox 
acceptance    of   a    temporal   leader   as 


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"the  Lord's  appointed  prophet,"  and 
the  Book  of  Mormon  as  the  "Word 
of  God." 

Nevertheless,  the  Mormon  wards 
and  branches  are  thriving  on  a  weekly 
schedule  that  dwarfs  the  programs  of 
most  Protestant  and  many  Roman 
Catholic  churches. 

Then  I  come  to  the  St.  Paul 
Pioneer  Press,  St.  Paul,  Minneso- 
ta, by  Georgann  Koelln,  May  9, 
1964: 

Mother's  place  is  in  the  home,  ac- 
cording to  the  basic  tenets  of  the  na- 
tion's oldest  women's  organization,  the 
Women's  Relief  Society  of  the  Mor- 
mon Church.  Members  of  the  organ- 
ization's two  St.  Paul  chapters  are  do- 
ing their  best  to  make  that  place  a 
more  interesting  one,  and  the  experi- 
ence of  motherhood  a  more  enriching 
one. 

Now  we  come  to  this  big  paper, 
the  New  York  Herald  Tribune, 
by  Louise  Sweeney,  July  2,  1964. 
They  start  out  by  saying: 

Bach  chorales,  cranberry  relish,  and 
compassion  are  all  part  of  a  program 
the  Mormon  church  has  mapped  out 
for  its  women. 

The  Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of  Lat- 
ter day  Saints  (known  as  the  Mor- 
mon Church),  established  a  woman's 
Relief  Society  one  hundred  twenty  two 
years  ago,  and  it  is  still  going  strong. 
Just  a  few  days  ago,  one  of  its  chan- 
nels, the  Mormon  Singing  Mothers, 
gave  a  series  of  concerts  in  the 
Church's  World's  Fair  Pavilion;  but  it 
is  not  all  Bach  and  Brahms  in  the  so- 
ciety. In  one  of  the  groups'  four  week- 
ly meetings  each  month,  members 
learn  how  to  do  everything  from  bak- 
ing bread  to  burping  a  baby. 

Mrs.  Belle  Spafford,  President  of 
the  Society  for  the  past  twenty  years, 
explains  the  homemaking  sessions. 
"If  I  am  not  interested  in  baking 
bread,  but  I  have  a  little  girl  who 
needs  a  coat  lined,  there  is  something 
there  for  me."  The  something  may  be 
learning  the  thread  count  in  a  sheet 
or  the  cheaper  cuts  of  meat.  It  may 
even  be  a  course  in  world  literature. 


which  is  on  the  agenda  for  the  coming 
year. 

There  is  just  no  limit  to  the  so- 
ciety's tie-ins  between  the  art  of  home- 
making  and  the  other  arts.  An  article 
in  the  current  Relief  Society  Maga- 
zine is  titled,  "Emily  Dickinson: 
Occupation  -  Housekeeper."  Readers 
may  bridle  at  describing  the  concise 
poet  as  a  housekeeper,  but  they  can't 
quarrel  with  the  recipe  given  for  Em- 
ily Dickinson's  gingerbread. 

Now  I  could  go  on  and  read. 
In  fact,  I  had  several  others  here. 
The  Women's  Editor  of  the  Unit- 
ed Press  International,  Gay  Paul- 
ey, wrote  a  syndicated  article 
which  appeared  in  many  of  the 
newspapers,  and  from  which  they 
selected  the  words  for  the  head- 
lines on  the  stories,  which  seemed 
to  carry  a  general  theme,  such  as: 
"Mothers  Give  Pleasure  With 
Music,"  "Singing  Mothers  Have 
Lighter  Hearts,"  "Music  Is  Good 
for  Women,  Good  for  the  Home." 
The  opening  statement  of  her 
story,  and  she  was  quoting  Sister 
Spafford,  is:  "Singing  is  good  for 
a  woman,  good  for  the  home. 
Women  who  sing  have  lighter 
hearts  and  happier  viewpoints." 

I  was  thrilled  to  see  what  a 
wide  coverage  the  Singing  Moth- 
ers Concerts  were  given  and  how 
favorably  they  were  reported. 
Now,  Sister  Spafford,  as  Presi- 
dent of  the  Relief  Society,  is  also 
making  her  influence  felt  in  the 
women's  world  organizations, 
where  she  is  being  listened  to  and 
highly  respected  by  women  who 
are  in  very  important  positions. 
The  executives  of  these  organiza- 
tions include  leading  women  from 
all  parts  of  the  world,  who  are 
beginning  to  recognize  the  high 
standards  of  Relief  Society  and 
the  effect  it  has  on  its  members 
and  on  the  community  as  a  whole. 


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AMERICAN    MOTHERS   RESOLUTION 

Now,  I  should  like  to  read  a 
resolution.  This  resolution  was 
passed  by  the  American  Mothers 
Committee  Incorporated,  at  the 
Waldorf-Astoria  and  signed  by 
Mrs.  Dorothy  Lewis,  the  Presi- 
dent of  this  organization: 

Whereas  the  Relief  Society  of  the 
Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of  Latter-day 
Saints  contributed  most  generously 
to  the  success  and  pleasure  of  the 
annual  conference  of  the  American 
Mothers  Committee  Incorporated, 
Waldorf-Astoria,  New  York,  May  3-8, 

1964. 

Be  it  resolved  that  the  American 
Mothers  Committee  in  convention  as- 
sembled expresses  its  sincere  apprecia- 
tion for  the  inspiring  presentation  of 
the  New  York  Singing  Mothers  at  the 
1964  Awards  Luncheon  at  the  Waldorf 
Astoria,  which  markedly  moved  the 
audience,  and  which  furnished  the 
highlight  of  the  occasion. 

I  should  like  to  read  an  excerpt 
from  a  letter  from  Mr.  Ralf  Brent, 
who  is  president  of  the  World- 
Wide  Broadcasting  Association, 
which  is  addressed  to  Mrs.  Doro- 
thy Lewis,  a  copy  of  which  was 
sent  to  Sister  Spafford: 

At  your  American  Mothers  Com- 
mittee luncheon  at  the  Waldorf,  I 
saw  something  which  happens  all  too 
rarely  these  days  in  the  United  States. 
I  saw  an  audience  of  a  thousand  peo- 
ple become  emotionally  involved  in 
some  simple  basics  of  life  which  are 
often  forgotten  or  ignored.  Our  veneer 
of  sophistication  about  our  way  of  life 
has  become  so  thick  that  we  rarely 
dare  to  dig  into  the  strength  of  the 
grain  underneath.  When  the  Singing 
Mothers  sang  Emma  Lazarus'  mag- 
nificent words,  taken  from  the  base 
of  the  Statue  of  Liberty,  I  realized 
how  many  of  us  no  longer  believe  that 
this  is  the  country  of  "the  poor,  the 
tired,  and  the  tempest  tossed."  This 
magnificent  experience  made  those  of 
us  who  were  there  believe  again.  It 
must  be  done  over  and  over.  Everyone 
in  America  should  have  been  able  to 


share  this  renewal  of  the  true  Ameri- 
can spirit. 

Then  he  goes  on  to  say  to  the 
President: 

"Dorothy,  you  are  without  doubt 
one  of  the  great  women  in  America 
and  in  the  world.  I  cannot  tell  you 
how  tremendous  your  American  Moth- 
ers luncheon  was.  I  cannot  explain  to 
myself  why  we  did  not  broadcast  it.  Is 
there  a  tape  available?" 

THE   INFLUENCE  OF   RELIEF  SOCIETY 

Now  the  work  that  the  Relief 
Society  organization  is  doing  and 
all  that  will  be  done  can  only  be 
accomphshed  by  the  individual 
members  doing  their  part,  and,  in 
fact,  one  of  the  great  strengths 
of  this  Church  is  the  individual 
testimonies  of  its  members  and 
the  lives  they  live.  The  old  say- 
ing that  ''the  hand  that  rocks  the 
cradle  rules  the  world"  is  certain- 
ly true  to  the  extent  that  the  in- 
fluence in  the  home  determines 
more  than  anything  else,  the 
ideals,  the  ambitions,  the  atti- 
tudes, the  vision  and  success  of 
that  individual. 

I  should  like  to  quote  from  a 
talk  given  by  President  McKay 
at  the  time  of  the  dedication  of 
your  lovely  Rehef  Society  Build- 
ing: 

In  more  than  one  instance  in  the 
life  of  fiery  youth,  this  lingering  in- 
fluence has  proved  a  safeguard  in  the 
hour  of  temptation  —  an  influence  m 
its  restraining  power  greater  than  the 
threat  of  the  law  of  the  land,  the 
ostracism  of  society,  or  the  fear  of 
violating  a  command  of  God.  In  a 
moment  of  youthful  recklessness  the 
youth  might  defy  one  or  all  of  these 
forces,  and  do  what  his  hot  blood 
bade,  but  at  the  critical  moment,  the 
flash  of  a  mother's  confiding  trust,  the 
realization  of  her  sorrow  if  he  fail  to 
be  true  to  it  have  given  him  power  to 
refrain  from  indulgence  that  might 
blight  his  entire  career. 


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Not  only  the  mother,  hut  the  entire 
influence  of  home  also  influences  so- 
ciety. Indeed,  home  is  the  foundation 
of  civilized  society.  Words  uttered  and 
the  doctrines  taught  around  the  fire- 
side are  the  influences  that  shape  the 
destinies  of  empires.  .  .  . 

Of  all  human  influences  those  of 
home  are  the  most  far-reaching  in 
their  results.  ... 

"There  are  many  men  who  owe  their 
honor,  their  integrity,  and  their  man- 
hood to  the  influence  of  pure  minded 
sisters"  (The  Relief  Society  Maga- 
zine, December  1956,  pp.  805,  806). 

Now  as  members  of  this  su- 
perior organization  and  as  moth- 
ers in  Israel,  as  wives  and  those 
who  are  neither  wives  nor  moth- 
ers but  members  cf  the.  famihes 
which  make  up  the  community, 
you  have  a  marvelous  opportunity 
and  a  heavy  responsibility  of 
making  the-famUy  and  commun 
ity  life  exemplary  in  every  way. 

Every  daily  paper  and  maga- 
zine we  pick  up  today  seems  to 
carry  amazing  and  startling  re- 
ports of  juvenile  delinquency, 
vandalism,  hooliganism,  and 
youth  riots,  etc.  The  causes  or 
contributing  factors  to  all  of 
these  are  listed  as  follows:  too 
much  money,  too  much  leisure 
time,  boredom,  unrest,  lack  of  re- 
sponsibility, etc.  But  the  home 
environments  are  listed  as  the 
principal  contributing  cause. 

One  of  the  reports  of  the 
White  House  Conference  for 
Children  and  Youth  points  out 
that  among  the  principal  con- 
tributing causes  of  crime  and  de- 
linquency in  youth  are  faulty 
family  relationships  and  un- 
wholesome home  environment. 
The  report  further  emphasizes 
the  fact  that  the  bad  example  of 
adults  is  one  of  the  worst  con- 
tributing causes  of  drinking,  dis- 
honesty, and  delinquency. 


J.  Edgar  Hoover  places  great 
emphasis  on  the  influence  of  the 
home  and  appeals  to  parents  to 
have  a  high  religious  and  moral 
standard  of  living.  Just  the  oth- 
er day  I  read  an  article,  entitled, 
"Wild  Youth:  a  World-wide 
Problem,"  by  Geoffrey  Lucy,  He 
listed  startling  examplesrof  what 
is  going  on  in  different  parts  of 
the  world. 

He  said  that  in  France,  four 
fifteen-year-old  girls  wrote  state- 
ments on  separate  sheets  of  pa- 
per, saying  that  one  would  com- 
mit suicide,  another  would  steal, 
the  third  be  good,  and  the  fourth 
take  a  lover.  The  girls  then  drew 
lots,  and  a  few  days  later,  each 
one  carried  out  the  "promise"  she 
had  drawn. 

In  Britain  last  spring,  this 
writer  reported,  eight  hundred 
"rowdies"  and  four  hundred  of 
their  girl  friends  journeyed  to 
Clacton  on  scooters  and  motor- 
cycles and  indulged  in  a  three- 
day  riot  which  scandalized  the 
country. 

The  author  related  the  inci- 
dent of  a  seventeen-year-old  boy 
in  Brazil  who  drove  his  car  at  full 
speed  through  traffic  lights  in  Rio 
de  Janeiro  just  to  see  what  would 
happen.  He  and  his  fifteen-year- 
old  girl  friend  were  killed,  as  well 
as  another  motorist  who  was  in- 
volved in  the  collision. 

The  author  says  that  the 
greatest  amount  of  rioting,  van- 
dalism, and  all  kinds  of  delin- 
quency is  found  in  large  cities, 
and,  particularly,  in  countries 
where  they  are  most  prosperous. 
He  points  out  that  they  have 
much  money,  but  they  seem  to 
have  neither  idealism  nor  a  desire 
to  learn.  They  are  characteristic- 
ally aimless  except  when  they  are 


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planning  some  spectacular  ac- 
tivity to  relieve  their  pervading 
sense  of  boredom.  Then  they  ex- 
hibit remarkable  energy  and  en- 
thusiasm, and  urge  each  other  to 
''keep  going!" 

He  refers  to  all  of  this  as 
"hooliganism,"  and  says  that  it 
is  on  the  increase  among  chil- 
dren of  the  well-to-do.  When 
asked  as  to  why  they  do  these 
things,  a  variety  of  answers  was 
given,  including  such  motivations 
as  "for  kicks,"  finding  something 
to  do  with  their  surplus  time  and 
money,  or,  as  one  Italian  boy  ex- 
plained his  reasons  for  hooligan- 
ism, he  wanted  to  demonstrate 
his  capability  of  doing  just  as  he 
pleased. 

In  the  article  the  author 
considers  remedies  for  such  dan- 
gerous anti-social  behavior,  par- 
ticularly in  nations  where  a  high 
standard  of  living  seems  to  have 
an  influence  on  the  prevalence  of 
hooliganism. 

In  Denmark  some  progress  has 
already  been  made,  and  the  trend 
towards  some  abatement  of  delin- 
quency and  vandalism  gives 
heartening  encouragement.  Many 
different  types  of  activities  for 
young  people  have  been  organ- 
ized and  ofTered  as  substitutes 
for  delinquency  and  lawlessness. 
These  programs  include  drama, 
sports,  many  types  of  handicraft, 
special,  supervised  entertainment 
for  the  holidays,  and  some  as- 
sistance to  individuals  in  the 
school  curriculum. 

THE   INFLUENCE  OF  THE    CHURCH 

As  I  read  this,  I  thought  how 
fortunate  we  in  the  Church  are 
to  have  the  Church  organization 
which     provides     all     of     these 


things,  with  devoted  leadership 
for  our  youth,  and  how  impor- 
tant it  is  that  we  as  parents  and 
older  members  of  the  family  sup- 
port these  and  encourage  pur 
youth  to  take  advantage  of  their 
opportunities  in  these  activities. 

A  plan  to  counteract  vandalism 
in  Norway  is  based  upon  utilizing 
the  services  of  reformed  vandals 
who  volunteer  to  guard  Frogner 
Park,  where  there  are  many 
world-famous  works  of  sculpture 
and  other  attractions.  The  boys 
who  are  selected  for  this  purpose 
also  patrol  the  public  swimming 
pools  and  become  passengers  on 
the  Oslo  street  cars  to  guard 
against  the  slashing  of  the  uphol- 
stery in  the  seats,  and  other  de- 
liberate acts  of  vandalism.  These 
reformed  delinquents  seem  to 
find  that  being  on  the  side  of  the 
law  can  be  as  challenging  as  to 
indulge  in  illegal  activities. 

The  conclusion  of  the  discus- 
sion is  particularly  illuminating 
and  significant.  The  inference  is 
made  that  these  and  other  reme- 
dies which  may  be  put  into  prac- 
tice, can  be  only  palliatives,  for 
there  seems  to  be  agreement 
among  social  workers  in  every 
country  that  the  essential  solu- 
tions to  the  "thrill"  activities  of 
"wild  youth"  are  to  be  sought  in 
the  homes  of  every  land. 

In  the  same  article  there  is  a 
Quotation  from  Sir  John  Hunt, 
Director  of  the  Duke  of  Edin- 
burgh's Award  Scheme  for  Youth, 
which  strongly  emphasizes  the 
responsibility  of  parents  in  train- 
ing, directing,  and  governing 
their  children,  and  that  children 
need  the  help  of  parents,  not 
their  "recrimination." 

It  is  inferred  that  prosperity 
makes  the  parental  responsibility 


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even  more  difficult.  Some  parents 
are  handicapped  in  their  efforts 
to  train  their  children  by  their 
own  desires  and  their  emphasis 
upon  material  possessions  —  a 
practice  which  they  sometimes 
pursue  to  obtain  social  status. 
Deceptions  are  practiced  for 
business  advancement,  and  there 
may  be  a  callous  adherence  to 
many  forms  of  intolerance.  All  of 
these  practices  can  become  the 
seeds  of  misconduct  and  lawless- 
ness in  children,  for  children  are 
prone  to  pattern  their  attitudes 
and  their  activities  from  exam- 
ples they  have  encountered  in 
their  own  homes. 

RESPONSIBILITY   IN   THE   HOME 

As  President  McKay  has  said, 
and  I  should  like  to  emphasize 
the  fact,  our  greatest  responsibil- 
ity is  to  our  family  and  the  home, 
and  for  all  of  us  to  live  exemplary 
lives  wherever  we  may  be.  The 
Church  has  given  us  certain 
standards  and  teachings  which 
we  accept,  and  which  if  lived,  will 
contribute  more  than  anything 
else  to  high  ideals  and  good  cit- 
izenship. 

I  have  said  many  times,  and 
am  thoroughly  convinced,  that  if 
the  adults  of  the  community 
would  live  as  they  should  re- 
ligiously, and  hold  to  moral 
standards  which  they  profess,  we 
would  have  no  juvenile  delin- 
quency problems.  On  the  other 
hand,  you  have  heard  it  said,  and 
it  is  true,  that  by  example  you 
can  teach  a  child  to  hate  almost 
anything,  even  going  to  Church. 
Many  of  those  who  speak  of  and 
worry  so  much  about  delinquen- 
cy continue  to  encourage  it  by 
their  daily  actions. 

How  fortunate  is  the  child  who 


lives  in  a  home  where  the  gospel 
is  lived  and  taught;  where  there 
is  complete  love  and  harmony; 
where  it  is  expressed  in  word  and 
deed  by  the  father  to  the  mother, 
the  mother  to  the  father,  and 
they  to  the  children,  and  the 
children  to  one  another;  where 
they  are  taught  to  say:  'Tlease," 
"Thank  you,"  "I  love  you," 
"Your  hair  looks  beautiful,"  "I 
surely  like  your  dress,"  "Your 
talk  was  very  good,"  "I  certainly 
was  proud  of  you  today,"  and  to 
live  in  a  home  where  mother  ex- 
tols the  virtues  of  the  father. 

PRAYER   IN  THE   HOME 

What  a  great  influence  it  has 
on  the  child's  life  when  every 
night  and  morning  the  family 
kneels  down  in  family  prayer, 
and  the  child  realizes  that  the 
father  or  the  mother,  when  lead- 
ing in  prayer,  is  actually  talking 
to  God;  that  he  or  she  has  faith 
in  the  Lord;  presents  his  prob- 
lems, expresses  his  gratitude,  and 
asks  for  the  blessings  of  the  Lord 
to  attend  them  in  all  that  they 
do,  knowing  that  if  you  "Counsel 
with  the  Lord  in  all  thy  doings 
...  he  will  direct  thee  for  good" 
(Alma  37:37). 

How  important  it  is  that  we 
express  our  heartfelt  gratitude 
every  day  for  the  blessings  we 
receive,  and  not  call  on  the  Lord 
only  when  we  are  in  difficulty 
and  feel  seriously  the  need  of  his 
help,  guidance,  and  direction. 
When  I  think  of  the  influence  of 
family  prayer  in  my  life,  I  cannot 
fully  express  my  feeling  of  grati- 
tude to  my  parents. 

Albert  Einstein,  speaking  of 
the  influence  of  example,  once 
said: 


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I  am  absolutely  convincetl  that  no 
wealth  in  the  world  can  help  human- 
ity forward,  even  in  the  hands  of  the 
most  devoted  worker  in  this  cause. 
The  example  of  great  and  jiure  indi- 
viduals is  the  only  thing  that  can  lead 
us  to  noble  thoughts  and  deeds.  Mon- 
ey only  ajjpeals  to  selfishness  and 
irresistibly  invites  abuse.  Can  anyone 
imagine  Moses,  Jesus  or  Gandhi 
armed  with  the  moneybags  of  Car- 
negie? 

I  like  the  Chinese  proverb: 
''Not  the  cry,  but  the  flight  of 
the  wild  duck,  leads  the  flock  to 
fly  and  follow."  We  can  do  more 
good  by  example  than  in  any 
other  way. 

COURTESY   IN   THE   FAMILY 

If  the  senior  members  of  the 
family  could  just  realize  that  as 
they  move  from  place  to  place  in 
the  home,  as  they  meet  one  an- 
other, as  they  speak  on  the  tele- 
phone, as  they  show  the  proper 
courtesy  and  respect  for  one  an- 
other, they  greatly  influence  the 
lives  of  the  younger  ones,  I  am 
sure  they  would  strive  to  be  bet- 
ter examples. 

What  a  wonderful  influence  it 
would  have  in  the  home  if  we 
would  sincerely  set  about  to 
treat  the  members  of  the  family 
as  though  they  were  honored 
guests  in  our  home.  President 
and  Sister  McKay  are  real  ex- 
amples of  this. 

I  was  thrilled  when  I  read  an 
article  by  Sister  McKay  in  which 
she  said: 

I  am  very,  very  proud  of  my  hus- 
band. He  is  just  as  lovely,  just  as 
courteous,  just  as  polite,  just  as  kind, 
just  as  sweet  in  our  home  as  he  is 
anywhere  else,  and  I  am  very  proud 
rtf  him.  And  I  am  very  grateful  for 
him.  I  cannot  see  a  thing  wrong  with 
him.     And   I   pray  that  our  brethren 


will  try  to  follow  his  example  in  every 
way,  shape  and   form. 

A  short  time  ago  I  was  talk- 
ing to  a  man  whom  I  would  like 
to  see  reactivated,  and  I  told  him 
how  much  activity  in  the  Church 
would  mean  to  him  and  his  fam- 
ily. He  said,  "I  have  as  neigh- 
bors a  family  who  are  considered 
to  be  good  Church  members.  The 
other  day  I  heard  her  yelling  at 
her  husband,  and  have  heard  her 
yell  at  her  children  so  that  I 
could  hear  everything  she  was 
saying,  and  I  cannot  believe  that 
there  is  a  feeling  of  love  in  that 
home." 

Now  this  is  certainly  not  good 
advertising  for  the  Church,  and 
it  is  not  good  for  the  members 
of  the  family.  We  should  always 
be  kind  to  and  considerate  of  one 
another  and  of  our  neighbors.  In 
fact,  as  one  author  has  said, 
"Our  business  is  to  make  our- 
selves better  and  others  happier, 
and  that  is  enough  to  keep  us 
busy." 

I  have  known  of  youth  and 
new  converts  who  have  become 
inactive  and  left  the  Church  be- 
cause of  actions  of  members.  I 
have  often  asked  myself,  as  I  am 
sure  you  have,  what  effect  are 
my  life  and  my  actions  having 
on  those  around  me,  my  children, 
my  neighbors,  and  my  friends? 

Gossip  in  the  home,  too,  is  a 
very  dangerous  practice,  and 
should  not  be  indulged  in.  Very 
often  that  which  you  hear  is  not 
true,  and  if  it  were,  it  does  not 
do  anyone  any  good  to  talk  dis- 
paragingly about  his  neighbor.  As 
the  beautiful  song  says,  "If 
you're  the  first  a  fault  to  see,  be 
not  the  first  to  make  it  known." 
We  must  love  one  another. 

Jesus  said: 


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.  .  .  Thou  shalt  love  the  Lord  thy 
God  with  all  thy  heart,  and  with  all 
thy  soul,  and  with  all  thy  mind. 

This  is  the  first  and  great  com- 
mandment. 

And  the  second  is  like  unto  it, 
Thou  shalt  love  thy  neighbour  as  thy- 
self. 

On  these  two  commandments  hang 
all  the  law  and  the  prophets  (Matt. 
22:37-40). 

RESPECT    FOR    AUTHORITY 

Respect  for  authority  should 
be  taught  in  the  home.  It  is 
most  important.  Children  can  be 
taught  by  the  way  we  act,  respect 
for  one  another  and  respect  for 
authority.  If  a  mother  or  father 
were  to  say  nothing  more  than, 
''I  just  don't  know  why  the  bish- 
op did  that,"  or  "why  the  stake 
president  doesn't  do  this,"  or 
"why  the  General  Authority  said 
that,"  it  is  enough  to  cause  the 
child  to  wonder  if  his  father  or 
mother  does  actually  support 
those  in  authority.  It  may  be 
that  we  do  not  agree,  or  we  can- 
not understand  why  things  are 
done  as  they  are  done  in  the 
Church,  but  let  it  always  be 
known  that  we  are  prepared  and 
determined  to  support  those  who 
are  in  authority,  knowing  that  by 
so  doing  we  cannot  go  wrong. 

Do  your  children  know  beyond 
any  question  of  doubt  that  the 
gospel  means  more  to  you  than 
anything  else  in  the  world,  that 
you  know  that  it  is  true  and  that 
it  is  the  plan  of  life  and  salva- 
tion, and  that  by  living  it,  it  will 
give  you  the  greatest  joy  and 
success  in  this  life,  and  that  it 
will  also  prepare  you  to  go  back 
into  the  presence  of  our  Heaven- 
ly Father? 

Before  a  teacher  is  chosen  to 
teach    at    the    Brigham    Young 


University,  he  is  interviewed  by 
one  of  the  General  Authorities  to 
determine  his  worthiness.  He  is 
expected  to  have  a  testimony 
which  radiates  wherever  he  goes. 
He  should  be  prepared  to  keep 
the  Sabbath  day  holy;  be  a  full 
tithepayer,  and  be  honest,  honor- 
able, and  upright  in  all  he  does, 
and  keep  the  Word  of  Wisdom 
strictly.  Now  in  interviewing 
these  applicants,  I  have  taken 
the  position  that  I  would  much 
rather  have  a  nonmember  teach- 
ing at  Brigham  Young  Univer- 
sity than  to  have  a  Latter-day 
Saint  teacher  who  is  not  prepared 
to  live  according  to  the  standards 
of  the  Church.  That's  how  im- 
portant I  think  example  is. 

The  same  is  true  in  the  home. 
If  the  parents  break  the  Word  of 
Wisdom  in  any  way,  if  they  go 
golfing  or  swimming,  etc.,  on  the 
Sabbath,  no  matter  what  they 
try  to  teach  their  children  to  do, 
they  leave  the  impression  that 
it  is  not  important,  that  it  is  not 
necessary  to  keep  the  command- 
ments, and  to  live  according  to 
the  teachings  of  the  gospel.  It 
is  only  natural  that  they  want  to 
do  as  their  parents  do. 

Even  the  way  we  greet  our 
Home  Teachers  as  they  come  to 
visit  us  can  have  a  great  influence 
on  the  lives  of  our  children.  If 
we  make  them  welcome,  accept 
them  as  representatives  of  the 
bishop,  and  listen  to  them  with 
respect,  it  will  have  a  great  in- 
fluence for  good. 

On  the  other  hand,  if  we  act  as 
though  they  are  imposing  on  our 
time,  or  inconveniencing  us  in 
any  way,  the  far-reaching  bad  ef- 
fect cannot  be  measured.  Though 
our  children  are  born  in  the 
Church,  they  are  investigators  at 


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best.  They  need  to  be  taught 
the  gospel  by  precept  as  well  as 
by  example. 

No  story  is  more  thrilling  and 
exciting  to  a  child  than  that  of 
the  Prophet  Joseph  going  into 
the  woods  to  pray,  and  that  God 
the  Father  and  his  Son  Jesus 
Christ  appeared  to  him  and 
talked  to  him.  They  can  listen  to 
it  over  and  over  again.  Then  to 
be  told  how  he  withstood  all 
temptations,  though  he  was  criti- 
cized and  ridiculed  and  abused, 
and  had  no  Sunday  School  or 
Church  to  attend  from  the  time 
he  was  fifteen  until  eighteen 
years  of  age;  how  the  angel  ap- 
peared to  him;  and  how  John  the 
Baptist  and  Peter,  James,  and 
John  came  to  him,  can  be  most 
impressive. 

In  fact,  there  is  nothing  more 
appealing  to  children  than  the 
beautiful  stories  contained  in  the 
Bible,  the  Book  of  Mormon,  and 
in  Church  history,  and  the  sim- 
ple  principles   of   the   gospel   as 


taught  by  The  Church  of  Jesus 
Christ  of  Latter-day  Saints. 

Now,  my  brothers  and  sisters, 
I  should  like  to  bear  you  my  tes- 
timony to  the  truthfulness  of  the 
gospel  as  taught  by  The  Church 
of  Jesus  Christ  of  Latter-day 
Saints.  I  wish  to  assure  you  that 
if  you  take  this  gospel  seriously, 
and  you  must,  into  your  homes 
and  each  of  you  live  it  every  day 
in  your  community,  your  influ- 
ence will  be  felt  and  you  will  be 
filling  your  mission  here  upon 
the  earth. 

I  further  wish  to  bear  my  wit- 
ness that  God  does  live,  that 
Jesus  is  the  Christ,  and  that 
they  are  interested  in  us,  and 
stand  ready  to  answer  our 
prayers.  Further,  that  we  have 
at  the  head  of  the  Church  today 
a  prophet  of  God  directing  this 
work. 

May  we  all  be  worthy  of  these 
things,  I  pray  in  the  name  of 
Jesus  Christ.  Amen. 


Christmas  1897 

Enola  Chramberlin 

So  young  I  was  I  would  not  now  remember 

Were  I  not  often  told  in  later  days, 

That  we  were  threading  through  the  late  December 

Across  the  desert's  solitary  ways  — 

Until  we  reached  where  mountains  cut  the  sky, 

And  climbed  them  with  the  horses'  heavy  tramp. 

To  heavy  clouds  where  cold  winds  scurried  by; 

And  drew  aside  to  make  our  night-time  camp. 

We  slept  within  the  wagon,  snug  below 

The  heavy  canvas  top,  and  waked  to  see 

The  bare  ground  laid  across  with  glistening  snow, 

As  jeweled  gifts  held  out  by  every  tree. 

My  father  bowed  his  head,  "Come,  let  us  pray, 
And  thank  God  for  this  lovely  Christmas  day," 


894 


Edythe  Kimball  Watson,  Salt 
Lake  City,  Utah,  was  appointed 
to  the  General  Board  of  Relief 
Society,  September  30,  1964.  A 
daughter  of  S.  Farnham  Kimball 
and  Margaret  Dunn  Kimball,  she 
was  born  in  Raymond,  Alberta, 
Canada.  Her  parents  on  both 
sides  of  the  family  were  of  illus- 
trious Latter-day  Saint  heritage 
and  devoted  to  the  Church.  She 
is  a  great-granddaughter  of  He- 
ben  C.  Kimball,  who  was  a  coun- 
selor to  President  Brigham 
Young.  She  was  educated  in  the 
Raymond  High  School  and  the 
L.D.S.  University. 

Her  Church  work  has  included 
teaching  and  executive  positions 
in  Sunday  School  and  the  Young 
Women's  Mutual  Improvement 
Association,  and  many  years  of 
Relief  Society  service.  She  has 
been  a  ward  class  leader  in  social 
science  and  theology,  and  a  vis- 
iting teacher  message  leader, 
counselor,  and  president.  She  has 
acted  in  a  stake  capacity  as  lit- 
erature and  social  science  class 
leader,  and  as  president. 

Sister  Watson  and  her  husband 
John  Francis  Watson  are  parents 
of  Jane  Ellen  W.  Hales,  President 
of  Butte  Stake  Mutual  Improve- 
ment Association,  and  mother  of 
the  two  Watson  grandchildren; 
John  Kimball  Watson,  who  with 
his  wife  Barbara  Brown  Watson 
are  students  at  the  University  of 
Utah;  Mark  Kimball  Watson  and 
Mary  Francis  Watson,  high 
school  students. 


Ellen  Neilson  Barnes, appointed 
to  the  General  Board  on  Septem- 
ber 30,  1964  was  born  in  Logan, 
Utah,  a  daughter  of  Peter  M. 
Neilson  and  Adelaide  Cornelia 
Keaton.  She  was  educated  at  the 
Brigham  Young  College  in  Logan 
and  at  the  New  England  Con- 
servatory of  Music.  She  studied 
in  Paris  and  Berlin. 

Sister  Barnes  has  contributed 
her  music  talents  freely  to 
Church  and  community  activities 
in  Washington,  D.C.  She  is  a  con- 
cert pianist  and  chorister  in 
Washington  Stake.  She  direct- 
ed the  chorus  of  a  hundred 
Singing.  Mothers  from  New  York 
and  New  Jersey  Stakes  at  the^ 
Rainbow  Awards  Luncheon  for 
the  American  Mother  of  1964  at 
the  Waldorf-Astoria.  She  also  di- 
rected the  three  hundred  Singing 
Mothers'  Concerts  at  the  World's 
Fair  on  June  24  and  25,  1964, 
with  Sister  Florence  Madsen  as 
an  associate  conductor. 

Sister  Barnes'  husband  is 
Maurice  Barnes,  an  attorney. 
They  are  parents  of  two  sons  and 
two  daughters.  Maurice  Jr.  and 
David  both  filled  missions  in 
England.  Mary  Ellen  (Mrs. 
Thomas  H.  Caine)  lives  in  Madi- 
son, Wisconsin,  and  Carolyn  is  a 
student  at  the  University  of 
Utah. 

Sister  Barnes  brings  to  the 
General  Board  an  inspiring  per- 
sonality, a  devotion  to  the 
Church  and  Relief  Society,  and 
the  great  gift  of  music. 


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Kathryn  Smith  Gilbert,  ap- 
pointed to  the  General  Board  of 
Relief  Society,  September  30, 
1964,  is  a  native  of  Beaver  City, 
Utah,  a  daughter  of  Robert  H. 
Smith  and  Caroline  Carlow 
Smith.  She  attended  the  Mur- 
dock  Academy  in  Beaver  and 
received  a  B.S.  Degree  from 
Brigham  Young  University.  Her 
post-graduate  work  was  done  at 
the  University  of  California, 
Berkeley,  the  University  of  Mex- 
ico, and  the  University  of  Wash- 
ington at  Bellingham.  She  taught 
school  in  Cedar  City  and  Salt 
Lake  City,  Utah. 

Sister  Gilbert's  husband  is 
Alonzo  J.  Gilbert,  and  she  has 
two  stepsons  Jessie  L.  and  Milton 
L.  Gilbert,  and  nine  grandchil- 
dren. She  was  a  Gleaner  leader  in 
the  Young  Women's  Mutual  Im- 
provement Association  for  twenty 
years,  and  served  for  ten  years  on 
the  General  Board  of  the  Primary 
Association.  She  has  been  a  vis- 
iting teacher,  class  leader,  and  a 
social  science  class  leader  in  the 
Monument  Park  Second  Ward 
Relief  Society,  and  has  demon- 
strated marked  qualities  of  lead- 
ership. 

She  is  writing  a  set  of  lessons 
on  The  Book  of  Mormon  for 
Lamanite  Relief  Societies  at  the 
present  time. 

The  devotion  and  dedicated 
service  of  this  warm-hearted  and 
lovely  woman  will  be  of  much 
value  to  the  General  Board  and 
to   all    privileged    to    know    her. 


Verda  Fox  Burton,  appointed 
to  the  General  Board  of  Relief 
Society  September  30,  1964,  was 
born  in  American  Fork,  Utah,  to 
James  Isaac  Fox  and  Mabel 
Edith  W^illiams  Fox.  Sister  Bur- 
ton and  her  husband  Archie 
Hunter  Burton  live  in  Salt  Lake 
City,  Utah.  They  have  two  sons, 
Archie  Duane  Burton  and  Ronald 
B.  Burton.  There  are  seven 
grandchildren. 

Sister  Burton  was  educated  in 
Salt  Lake  City  public  schools,  the 
L.D.S.  Business  College,  and  the 
University  of  Utah.  She  is  an 
efficient  accountant  and  has  as- 
sisted her  husband  in  his  business 
affairs.  She  has  served  as  presi- 
dent of  Relief  Society  in  two 
wards,  and  has  been  a  theology 
class  leader  and  a  visiting  teacher 
for  many  years.  Also,  she  has 
served  in  executive  positions  in 
ward  and  stake  Primary  Associa- 
tions, the  Young  Women's  Mu- 
tual Improvement  Association, 
and  in  Sunday  School.  She  has 
an  active  interest  in  genealogical 
research  and  shares  this  en- 
thusiasm with  others. 

Sister  Burton's  call  to  the  Gen- 
eral Board  has  come  at  the  com- 
pletion of  a  mission  to  Australia, 
where  she  served  with  her  hus- 
band. Her  devotion  to  the  gospel, 
her  deep  understanding  of  its 
principles,  her  friendliness  and 
her  love  of  people  and  her  con- 
cern for  their  welfare  will  con- 
tribute valuable  service  in  her 
new  assignment. 


896 


Myrtle     Robison     Olson,     who 

was  appointed  to  the  General 
Board  of  Rehef  Society,  Septem- 
ber 30,  1964,  was  born  in  Pleas- 
ant Grove,  Utah,  a  daughter  of 
Guy  K.  Robison  and  Susan  Nils- 
son  Robison.  She  was  educated 
in  Salt  Lake  City  and  attended 
the  L.D.S.  Business  College  and 
studied  extension  courses  at  the 
University  of  Utah.  Her  husband 
is  Albert  M.  Olson,  and  they  have 
three  sons  and  a  daughter:  Al- 
bert M.  Olson,  Valerie  Olson 
Cooper,  Robert  David  Olson,  and 
Thomas  Roger  Olson,  now  serv- 
ing in  the  Irish  Mission.  There 
are  three  grandchildren. 

In  Relief  Society  she  has 
served  as  ward  work  meeting 
leader,  visiting  teacher  message 
leader,  education  counselor,  and 
president.  In  stake  capacities,  she 
has  been  education  counselor  and 
president.  She  has  brought  to  her 
many  assignments  a  willing  spirit, 
great  enthusiasm,  friendliness, 
humility,  and  appreciation  for  her 
associates.  Her  deep  and  quiet 
faith  serves  as  a  directive  and  a 
source  of  strength  for  herself  and 
for  those  who  are  privileged  to 
be  her  companions  in  service. 

Sister  Olson  is  an  efficient  and 
devoted  homemaker.  She  is  an 
excellent  cook,  an  efficient  seam- 
stress, and  her  knitting  and  other 
handwork  have  inspired  many 
Relief  Society  sisters  to  similar 
accomplishments.  She  will  lend 
strength  to  and  be  a  devoted 
member  of  the  General  Board. 


Alice  Colton  Smith,  appointed 
to  the  General  Board  of  Relief 
Society  September  30,  1964,  is  a 
daughter  of  Don  B.  Colton,  who 
was  a  United  States  Congressman 
from  Utah,  and  Grace  Stringham 
Colton.  Her  husband  is  W.  Whit- 
ney Smith.  They  live  in  Logan, 
Utah.  They  have  a  son  Phillip  C. 
Smith  and  a  daughter  Caroljm  C. 
Smith.  Another  daughter,  An- 
nette C.  Smith  is  deceased. 

Mrs.  Smith  attended  the  Utah 
State  University,  where  she  ob- 
tained a  Master's  Degree.  She 
also  studied  at  the  University  of 
Utah,  Columbia  University,  and 
George  Washington  University. 
She  has  served  as  a  literature  and 
social  science  class  leader  and  as 
a  branch  president.  She  was  Re- 
lief Society  president  of  the 
Austrian  Mission  during  1960-63, 
while  her  husband  was  mission 
president. 

Sister  Smith  is  an  experienced 
and  effective  public  speaker  and 
has  had  much  experience  on  the 
lecture  platform.  She  is  at  pres- 
ent a  part-time  teacher  at  Utah 
State  University.  She  was  a 
member  of  the  Utah  State  Text- 
book and  Curriculum  Commis- 
sion 1958-60.  While  her  husband 
was  on  the  staff  of  the  American 
Embassy  in  Israel,  she  was  asked 
to  be  chairman  of  the  Embassy 
Committee  on  Israel-American 
relations.  She  is  an  inspirational, 
loving,  and  believing  woman,  and 
will  add  great  strength  to  the 
General  Board. 


897 


1964 

Relief  Society 

Annual  General  Conference 


Hulda  Parker 

General  Secretary-Treasurer 


A  warm  spirit  of  joyful  anticipa- 
tion filled  the  air  on  Tuesday, 
September  29,  as  Relief  Society 
leaders  from  all  over  the  Church 
began  to  converge  in  Salt  Lake 
City  prior  to  the  opening  of  the 
1964  Relief  Society  Annual  Gen- 
eral Conference.  Each  leader 
was  eagerly  looking  forward  to 
receiving  inspiration,  specific-  in- 
struction, and  uplift  that  would 
enable  her  more  effectively  to  car- 
ry forward  and  build  up  the 
work  of  Relief  Society  through- 
out the  world. 

The  main  floor  and  some  of  the 
balcony  of  the  historic  Taber- 
nacle on  Temple  Square  were 
filled  as  these  stake  and  mission 
Relief  Society  leaders  and  also 
some  Priesthood  leaders  assem- 
bled for  the  opening  session 
on  Wednesday  morning,.  Septem- 
ber 30,  and  united  in  spirit  and 
voice  by  singing,  "O  Beautiful  for 
Spacious  Skies."  The  special 
music  for  this  session  was  inspir- 
ingly  rendered  by  a  200-voice 
chorus  of  Singing  Mothers  from 
the  Kansas  City  Stake  directed 
by  Joyce  H.  Sanders  and  Jose- 
phine n.  McCall.  Elder  Roy  M. 
Darley  accompanied  at  the  organ 
and  also  provided  beautiful  pre- 
lude and  postlude  music. 


President  Belle  S.  Spafford,  in 
her  twentieth  year  of  presiding 
over  Relief  Society,  conducted  all 
of  the  Tabernacle  sessions  of  the 
conference,  supported  by  her 
Counselors  Marianne  C.  Sharp 
anxl  Louise  W.  Madsen.  President 
Spafford  opened  the  conference 
with  a  report  of  the  progress 
made  by  Relief  Societies  through*: 
out  the  Church  during  1963,  gavie 
pertinent  instructions  relative  to 
new  aspects  of  thfi.  Relief  Society 
program^  and  re-emphasized  cer- 
tain basic  policies  for  guiding  the 
work. 

The  roll  call  conducted  by  Sec- 
retary-Treasurer Hulda  Parker 
revealed  the  attendance  at  this 
session  of  3,427  stake  and  209 
mission  Relief  Society  leaders 
from  378  stakes  and  23  missions 
throughout  the  Church. 

President  Joseph  Fielding 
Smith  and  Elder  Marion  G.  Rom- 
ney,  both  Relief  Society  Advisers 
from  the  Council  of  the  Twelve, 
addressed  this  session  of  the  con- 
ference with  stirring  messa«ges  of 
instruction  and  encouragement.,. 
Elder  Romney  reminded  the  sas^ 
ters  of  the  important  responsibil- 
ity of  mothers  to  bring  up  their 
children  "irLlaght  and  truth."  He 
recommended  as  an^aid  for  doing 


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this,  a  study  of  the  standard 
works  of  the  Church  and  recog- 
nition of  and  obedience  to  the 
guidance  of  the  Holy  Spirit.  Pres- 
ident Smith,  the  concluding 
speaker  for  this  session,  contrast- 
ed and  compared  Ihe  status  of 
women  in  the  Church  in  this  and 
previous  dispensations;  and  spoke 
of  the  opportunities  for  the  wom- 
en of  the  Church  for  service 
through  the  divinely  established 
organization  of  Relief  Society.  He 
referred  to  this  as  ''a  divinely  ap- 
pointed service  so  essential  to  the 
welfare  of  the  Church." 

For  the  general  session  on 
Wednesday  afternoon,  Rehef  So- 
ciety members  and  the  general 
public  filled  the  Tabernacle  and 
extended  to  an  overflow  audience 
in  the  Assembly  Hall,  where  the 
conference  proceedings  were  wit- 
nessed over  television.  Relief  So- 
ciety leaders  were  honored  to 
have  in  attendance  at  this  and 
also  the  preceding  session  of  the 
conference  several  members  of 
the  General  Authorities  and  their 
wives. 

Of  interest  at  this  session  was 
the  sustaining  of  ten  new  general 
board  members  since  the  previous 
conference,  making  a  total  of 
forty-seven  sisters  presently  serv- 
ing on  the  General  Board.  Sister 
Winniefred  S.  Manwaring  ad- 
dressed this  session.  She  spoke  of 
the  strength  that  comes  into  our 
lives  through  trusting  in  the  Lord 
when  coping  with  life's  sorrows 
and  difficulties. 

President  Spafford  and  her 
counselors  gave  inspiring  mes- 
sages to  the  women  of  the 
Church.  Presidefit  Spafford  em- 
phasized the  value  to  mothers  of 
wise  and  understanding  hearts  in 
training    their    children    in    the 


paths  of  righteousness.  She  cited 
salient  teachings  of  spiritual 
leaders  in  this  and  former  dispen- 
sations, setting  forth  guidance  in 
training  and  rearing  children. 
Counselor  Sharp  told  of  the  bless- 
ings gained  through  Relief  So- 
ciety in  helping  women  more 
fully  to  follow  the  admonition  of 
the  Savior  to  "take  my  yoke  up- 
on you."  Counselor  Madsen  used 
as  her  theme  that  happiness  is 
the  purpose  and  design  of  exis- 
tence and  suggested  factors  es- 
sential to  the  achievement  of  hap- 
piness. 

President  N.  Eldon  Tanner, 
Second  Counselor  in  the  First 
Presidency  and  the  principal 
speaker  at  the  general  session, 
delivered  a  moving  message.  He 
delighted  the  vast  audience  by 
sharing  with  them  an  interesting 
account  of  the  success  of  the 
Singing  Mothers  Chorus  which 
presented  music  at  the  American 
Mothers  Awards  Luncheon  in 
New  York  City  in  May,  and  of 
the  larger  combined  chorus  which 
presented  concerts  at  the  New 
York  World's  Fair  in  June.  He 
displayed  to  those  assembled  the 
large  scrapbook  containing  clip- 
pings from  372  newspapers 
throughout  the  United  States  and 
in  Canada  relative  to  Relief  So- 
ciety and  the  Church  resulting 
from  the  publicity  given  to  these 
concerts.  Elder  Tanner  then  out- 
lined the  value  of  good  example 
and  teachings  in  the  home  in 
properly  influencing  and  training 
children. 

This  inspiring  session  was  con- 
cluded by  the  glorious  singing  of 
"Onward  Christian  Soldiers"  by 
the  combined  Singing  Mothers 
Chorus  from  the  Deseret,  Gunni- 
son,  Juab,   Millard,   North   San- 


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DECEMBER  1964 


pete,  South  Sanpete,  Garfield, 
North  Sevier,  Sevier,  South  Se- 
vier, and  Wayne  Stakes.  The 
chorus  was  directed  by  Sister 
Florence  J.  Madsen  of  the  Gen- 
eral Board,  with  Elder  Roy  M. 
Darley  at  the  organ. 

Due  to  building  construction 
surrounding  the  Relief  Society 
Building,  the  reception  usually 
held  on  the  Wednesday  evening 
of  the  Conference  for  stake  and 
mission  officers  had  been  can- 
celled. 

The  Thursday  morning  session 
on  October  1,  was  a  departmental 
meeting  in  the  Tabernacle  fea- 
turing the  three  courses  of  study 
and  the  visiting  teacher  messages 
for  the  coming  season.  The  vis- 
iting teacher  presentation  "Be- 
yond Each  Door,"  written  by 
Alberta  H.  Christensen,  depicted 
blessings  that  may  be  realized  in 
homes  throughout  the  Church 
through  application  of  the  visiting 
teacher  messages.  The  enlighten- 
ment that  can  come  into  a  wom- 
an's life  through  study  of  the 
teachings  contained  in  the  Doc- 
trine and  Covenants  was  dra- 
matically portrayed  in  the  the- 
ology presentation  "The  Light- 
ed Path,"  by  Luacine  C.  Fox. 
"Out  of  the  Best  Books"  was 
the  title  of  the  presentation 
written  by  Celestia  J.  Taylor  in- 
troducing the  new  literature 
course  which  portrayed  some  of 
the  authors  to  be  studied  and 
some  of  the  selections.  The  text- 
book with  this  same  title  which 
had  been  prepared  at  the  direc- 
tion of  the  General  Board  was 
also  featured.  The  concluding 
year  of  the  social  science  course 
of  study,  "Divine  Law  and 
Church  Government,"  which  has 
been    written    by    Dr.    Ariel    S. 


Ballif,  was  featured  by  an  excel- 
lent address  by  Dr.  Ballif.  The 
message  of  the  course  was  further 
highlighted  through  impressive 
scriptural  readings  by  Genevieve 
F.  Wright  and  a  beautiful  duet 
by  J.  Stuart  and  Clara  McMas- 
ter. 

Separate  departments  for  presi- 
dencies, secretary-treasurers,  mu- 
sic leaders,  Magazine  represen- 
tatives, visiting  teacher  message 
leaders,  theology,  literature,  and 
social  science  class  leaders,  and 
work  meeting  leaders  were  con- 
ducted in  the  afternoon  for  the 
respective  stake  and  mission 
leaders,  at  which  specific  instruc- 
tions related  to  the  various  areas 
of  the  work  were  presented.  An 
outstanding  display  of  articles 
suitable  for  work  meeting 
activities  was  a  part  of  the  work 
meeting  department.  General 
Authorities  addressed  two  of  the 
departments  —  Elder  Harold  B. 
Lee,  a  Relief  Society  Adviser 
from  the  Council  of  the  Twelve, 
spoke  to  stake  and  mission  Relief 
Society  presidencies.  Elder  Lee 
emphasized  the  importance  of 
gospel  teaching  in  the  home  and 
told  of  the  plan  for  coordinating 
these  teachings  in  the  home 
through  the  Priesthood,  with 
special  emphasis  on  the  responsi- 
bility of  Relief  Society  members 
as  mothers  in  this  home  teach- 
ing. Elder  Paul  H.  Dunn  of  the 
First  Council  of  Seventy  dis- 
cussed with  theology  class  lead- 
ers techniques  for  conducting 
stimulating  class  discussions  to 
assure  the  sisters  gaining  the 
most  from  the  lessons. 

As  the  respective  departmental 
sessions  concluded,  a  spirit  of 
gratitude  for  the  blessings  of  the 
past  two  days  filled  the  hearts 


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of  all  in  attendance,  with  a  re- 
solve to  carry  back  to  the  ward 
and  branch  leaders  in  the  respec- 


tive areas  the  instructions  as  well 
as  the  spirit  of  this  great  Relief 
Society  conference. 


Relief  Society  General   Board 

Front  row  left  to  right:  Jennie  R.  Scott;  Evon  W.  Peterson;  Wealttia  S.  Men- 
denliaJl;  Mary  R.  Young;  Marianne  C.  Sharp,  First  Counselor;  General  President 
Belle  S.  Spafford;  Louise  W.  Madsen,  Second  Counselor;  Hulda  Parker,  Secretary- 
Treasurer;  and  Josie  B.  Bay. 

Second  row:  Fannie  S.  Kienitz,  Marjorie  C.  Pingree,  LaRue  H.  Rosell,  Afton 
W.  Hunt,  Elsa  T.  Peterson,  Mary  B.  Cameron,  EIna  P.  Haymond,  Winniefred  S. 
Manwaring,  and  Blanche  B.  Stoddard. 

Third  row:  Cleone  R.  Eccles,  Irene  C.  Lloyd,  Lola  J.  McGhie,  Alice  L. 
Wilkinson,  Hazel  S.  Love,  Alberta  H,  Christensen,  Anna  B.  Hart,  Oa  J.  Cannon, 
Fawn  H.  Sharp,  and  Anne  R.  Gledhill. 

Fourth  row:  Edith  S.  Elliott,  Darlene  C.  Dedekind,  Lila  B.  Walch,  Mildred  B. 
Eyring,  Florence  J.  Madsen,  Elizabeth  B.  Winters,  Belva  B.  Ashton,  Irene  W. 
Buehner,  Leone  G.  Layton,  and  Lenore  C.  Gundersen. 

Members  not  present:  Aleine  M.  Young,  Edith  P.  Backman,  Celestia  J.  Tay- 
lor, Edythe  K.  Watson,  Ellen  N.  Barnes,  Kathryn  S.  Gilbert,  Verda  F.  Burton, 
Myrtle  R.  Olson,  and  Alice  C.  Smith. 


901 


The  Turn 

of  the  Wheel 

Mabel  Harmer 


Elsa  Breinholt  meets  Clay  Knowl- 
ton,  from  Salt  Lake  City,  stationed 
with  the  United  States  Army  in 
Heidelberg.  She  is  eager  to  come  to 
America  and  quickly  takes  advantage 
of  his  offer  to  have  her  sponsored  by 
his  family.  Her  widowed  mother  had 
hoped  that  she  would  stay  in  Germany 
and  continue  her  growing  friendship 
with  Karl  Ernst. 

It  was  a  lovely  day  in  mid-au- 
tumn when  Elsa  left  for  Bremer- 
haven  to  board  the  ship  for 
America.  Heidelberg  had  never 
looked  more  beautiful.  The  hills 
were  never  more  green  —  the 
river  never  more  inviting.  "And 
yet  it  goes  eagerly  on  toward  the 
ocean,"  she  told  herself.  'The 
same  as  I." 

Her  mother  and  Maria  went 
with  her  to  the  station,  and,  at 
the  last  moment,  Karl  came  tear- 
ing up.  '1  had  a  hard  time  get- 
ting away  from  my  work,"  he  said 
breathlessly.  'T  had  to  threaten 
the  boss'  life  to  get  away  at  all." 

''Perhaps  you  won't  have  to  do 
that  again,"  laughed  Maria.  "You 
may  not  have  a  job  at  all  when 
you  get  back." 

"Then  you  will  have  to  care 
for  me,"  he  replied. 


Chapter  3 


Mrs.  Breinholt  was  not  laugh- 
ing —  nor  even  smiling.  Elsa 
knew  well  enough  that  if  there 
had  been  any  way  right  now  to 
put  a  stop  to  the  trip,  her  mother 
would  have  done  so  quickly. 

She  had  half  hoped  that  Clay 
would  also  be  at  the  station,  but 
she  knew  that  it  was  not  as  easy 
to  get  off  from  military  duty  as 
from  a  job. 

The  announcer  called  her  train, 
and  she  kissed  her  mother  and 
Maria  goodbye.  She  turned  to 
Karl  last.  "Auf  Wiedersehen," 
he  said,  holding  her  hand  tightly. 

"Auf  Wiedersehen,"  she  smiled. 
"Auf  Wiedersehen." 

At  this  last  moment  tears 
blinded  her  eyes,  and  she  ran  to- 
ward her  car.  Once  aboard  and 
moving  through  the  countryside, 
her  tears  quickly  dried  and  she 
enjoyed  the  passing  scene.  Her 
spirits  soared  again.  She  was  on 
her  way  at  last!  At  long  last  she 
was  going  to  see  the  world. 

At  the  harbor  she  went  aboard 
at  once  and  was  shown  to  a  small 
stateroom  in  the  tourist  class. 
The  enormous  size  of  the  ship  was 


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THE  TURN  OF  THE  WHEEL 


overwhelming.  It  was  all  so  shin- 
ing and  sparkling  clean  it  looked 
as  if  no  one  had  ever  stepped  a 
foot  inside  before. 

There  were  two  berths  in  the 
room,  but  no  one  else  came  in. 
The  room  steward  told  her  that 
the  other  lady  was  probably 
boarding  at  Southampton,  where 
the  ship  took  on  the  majority  of 
its  passengers. 

She  had  been  in  her  room  just 
long  enough  to  start  unpacking, 
when  there  was  a  knock  at  the 
door  and  a  porter  handed  her  a 
basket  of  flowers.  The  card  read 
"Have  fun  —  Clay." 

Elsa  thought  it  was  the  most 
delightful  surprise  of  her  entire 
life.  It  was  a  good  omen,  she 
decided,  of  the  wonderful  things 
that  were  to  come  into  her  life 
now.  She  set  the  flowers  on  the 
small  dressing  table  and  hurried 
up  on  deck.  She  must  not  miss 
the  departure,  even  if  there  was 
but  a  small  crowd  on  the  pier  to 
see  them  off  and  very  few  other 
passengers.  She  knew  that  the 
ship  would  make  one  stop  at  Le 
Havre  before  going  on  to  South- 
ampton. 

The  great  ship  moved  out  of 
the  harbor  so  easily  that  she 
could  hardly  believe  they  were 
leaving  until  the  shoreline  began 
to  recede.  Only  then  did  she 
realize  that  she  was  leaving  her 
4iomeland  —  and  for  how  long, 
no  one  knew.  It  could  be  for- 
ever. There  was  a  lump  in  her 
throat  as  she  whispered,  ''Auf 
Wiedersehen." 

She  was  eager  to  meet  her 
roommate  and  stood  on  the  deck 
at  Southampton  as  each  passen- 
ger came  aboard.  The  train  with 
the  tourist  class  passengers  had 


come  down  from  London  first, 
and  when  all  of  them  apparently 
had  come  on  the  ship,  she  hurried 
down  to  her  stateroom  again.  She 
found  it  occupied  by  a  young 
woman,  perhaps  a  few  years  older 
than  she.  Elsa  noticed  that  she 
was  wearing  a  wedding  ring. 
''Hello,"  she  said,  holding  out  her 
hand,  "I  am  Elsa  Breinholt." 

"Cynthia  Winters,"  replied  the 
other.  "I  am  very  happy  to  meet 
you." 

Elsa  knew  at  once  that  she  was 
an  American.  "You  have  been 
over  here  on  a  visit?"  she  asked. 

The  young  woman's  face  cloud- 
ed. "No  —  not  exactly,"  she 
said,  as  she  turned  and  began  un- 
packing a  case.  "My  husband 
was  stationed  here  with  the  Air 
Force.  There  was  a  crash  a 
month  ago." 

"Oh!  Fm  so  sorry!"  cried  Elsa 
softly.  "So  now  you  are  going 
home?" 

"I  suppose  so."  Cynthia 
shrugged  as  if  it  couldn't  really 
matter  very  much  where  she 
went.  She  managed  a  faint  smile 
as  she  glanced  toward  the  flowers 
and  said,  "I  see  that  you  have  an 
admirer." 

"Yes."  Elsa  blushed.  "At  least, 
he  sent  me  these  flowers.  He  is 
also  an  American.  A  soldier  — 
stationed  in  Heidelberg  —  my 
home." 

"And  you  are  going  over  to 
meet  his  folks?" 

"Oh,  no!  It  is  not  serious.  I 
am  going  over  simply  because  I 
want  to  go  to  America.  His  fam- 
ily did  sponsor  me,  however,  and 
I  shall  go  to  their  home  when  I 
first  arrive.  They  live  in  Salt 
Lake  City." 

"It  sounds  just  a  bit  on  the 
serious  side  to  me,"  Cynthia  in- 


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DECEMBER   1964 


sisted.  Then  she  added,  ''My 
home  is  in  Wisconsin.  That  is  a 
long  way  from  Utah," 

Cynthia  finished  her  unpacking 
and  they  went  up  to  the  dining 
room  for  lunch.  They  were  as- 
signed to  a  table  with  four  oth- 
ers, a  middle-aged  couple  from 
England  going  over  for  a  visit 
with  a  married  daughter,  and  two 
young  boys  who  had  been  touring 
Europe. 

"On  a  shoestring  and  a  four- 
leaf  clover,"  announced  one  of 
them  cheerfully.  "So  don't  be 
surprised  or  embarrassed  if  we  or- 
der everything  on  the  menu.  We 
have  to  make  up  for  a  lot  of  un- 
der-par  meals." 

Elsa  found  plenty  to  do  on 
board  to  keep  her  busy  and  hap- 
py. There  was  a  movie  every 
day  —  a  small  library  —  games 
in  the  lounge,  and  a  few  hours  of 
sunshine  on  the  deck  assigned  to 
the  tourist  class  passengers.  In 
the  daily  ship  newspaper  she  was 
surprised  to  see  notice  of  a  Lat- 
ter-day Saint  service  to  be  held 
in  the  cabin  class  lounge. 

"Look!"  she  exclaimed.  "Some 
of  my  Church  members  have  a 
service  here  tomorrow!  Isn't  that 
wonderful?" 

"What  is  your  church?"  asked 
Cynthia. 

"The  Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of 
Latter-day  Saints.  It  is  usually 
called  the  Mormon  Church.  Do 
you  know  anything  about  it?" 

"A  little.  We  did  go  to  the  chap- 
el in  London,  where  we  heard  an 
organ  recital  and  a  brief  talk.  It 
was  really  exceptionally  good. 
And  I  have  seen  the  temple  a  few 
miles  outside  of  London.  We 
didn't  go  in,  however." 

It  was   on   the   tip   of   Elsa's 


tongue  to  say,  "You  couldn't." 
Instead,  she  said,  "Wouldn't  you 
like  to  go  with  me  tomorrow?" 

"Yes,  why  not!"  she  replied 
with  another  shrug.  "It  will  be 
something  to  do." 

Elsa  could  hardly  wait  until 
the  time  to  go  into  the  service. 
She  found  about  twenty  people 
gathered  in  the  lounge.  There 
were  seven  young  men,  returning 
from  missions,  who  took  charge. 
The  other  people  were  tourists 
who  had  come  from  various  parts 
of  the  ship. 

The  young  man  who  greeted 
them  asked  if  anyone  could  play 
the  piano,  and  was  delighted 
when  Elsa  told  him  that  she 
could.  One  of  the  group  led  the 
singing.  Two  others  gave  the 
prayers  and  the  talks.  One  spoke 
on  eternal  marriage,  and  Elsa 
could  not  help  noting  the  deep 
interest  with  which  Cynthia 
listened. 

Later,  wheh  they  had  returned 
to  their  own  room,  Cynthia  said, 
"About  that  eternal  marriage  — 
your  Church  really  believes  that 
a  man  and  his  wife  are  married 
forever — not  just  until  death?" 

"Yes,  indeed.  Is  it  not  a  beau- 
tiful thought?  That  is  part  of 
the  ceremonies  that  take  place  in 
the  temple  you  saw  in  England." 

"It  would  be  a  beautiful 
thought,  if  one  could  have  any 
assurance  that  it  is  so." 

"That  is  something  you  would 
have  to  find  out  for  yourself," 
said  Elsa  simply. 

"But  how?" 

"It  is  easy,  really.  You  can 
get  in  touch  with  missionaries 
when  you  return  home.  We  have 
them  almost  everywhere  now. 
Perhaps  there  is  a  branch  of  the 
Church  right  in  your  own  town." 


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Cynthia  turned  away.  ''But  it 
is  too  late  now,  for  Ralph  and 
me/' 

"It  is  never  too  late  to  plan  for 
eternity,"  said  Elsa. 

"What  do  you  mean?" 

"I  cannot  explain  it  all  well 
enough.  But  if  you  will  just  see 
the  missionaries,  they  will  tell 
you." 

"But  these  missionaries — why, 
they  are  only  boys!  Those  we 
saw  today  can't  be  much  more 
than  twenty  years  old." 

"That  is  right.  Most  of  them 
are  in  their  early  twenties.  They 
spend  two  years  or  more  in  the 
field.  Not  only  do  they  go  with- 
out pay,  but  they  take  care  of  all 
their  own  expenses  while  they  are 
abroad." 

"But  why?" 

"Because  they  have  something 
very  precious  and  wonderful  to 
share  with  everyone  in  the  world. 
You  will  see  that  is  true,  if  you 
will  just  give  yourself  the 
chance." 

Cynthia  said  no  more,  but  Elsa 
was  quite  sure  she  had  been  im- 
pressed enough  so  that  she  would 
remember. 

They  reached  New  York  early 
on  Tuesday  morning  and  missed 
breakfast  in  order  to  stand  on  the 
deck  and  be  greeted  by  the  Stat- 
ue of  Liberty  and  the  magnifi- 
cent skyline  of  the  great  city. 

"Are  you  stopping  over  here  at 
all?"  asked  Cynthia. 

"No.  I  cannot  afford  to  do  so, 
much  as  I  would  like.  I  am  going 
straight  to  a  bus  station  and  take 
the  first  one  out  for  Salt  Lake 
City." 

"That's  an  awful  long  ride," 
said  Cynthia.  "You'll  be  dead 
tired  without  any  stops." 


"Then  I'll  go  to  sleep,"  said 
Elsa  cheerfully.  "Clay  told  me 
to  get  out  and  walk  around  at 
each  rest  stop,  and  it  wouldn't  be 
too  bad.  Besides,  it  will  be  a 
wonderful  way  to  see  the  coun- 
try." 

"You'll  sure  see  a  lot  of  it  be- 
fore you  get  to  Utah.  And  some 
of  it  is  going  to  look  mighty  dry 
and  barren  after  what  you're  used 
to  in  Europe.  If  you  were  just 
going  to  Wisconsin  now  .  .  ." 
Cynthia  sighed.  .  .  .  "It's  gor- 
geous in  the  fall." 

"Then  I'm  glad  for  your  sake," 
said  Elsa.  "I  hope  it  will  be  very 
bright  for  you." 

They  said  goodbye,  and  Elsa 
took  a  taxi  to  the  bus  station. 
Even  that  short  ride  through  the 
busy  streets  of  New  York  was  an 
exciting  adventure.  Everything 
had  been  wonderful  so  far.  Surely 
the  future  would  be  also! 

Leaving  the  city  again  was  in- 
teresting. There  seemed  to  be  no 
end  to  the  industrial  section.  But 
at  last,  they  had  left  it  behind 
and  were  out  in  the  open  country. 
She  remembered  Clay's  advice  to 
do  all  the  walking  she  could  at 
any  stop  and  so  far,  was  enjoying 
every  mile  of  the  trip.  The  coun- 
tryside was  interesting  and  beau- 
tiful in  the  fall  colors.  She  was 
deeply  content. 

The  bus  reached  Chicago  just 
after  noon  the  next  day,  and  she 
had  a  four-hour  stopover  before 
leaving  again  for  the  West.  She 
walked  down  one  of  the  streets 
from  the  station  and  was  amazed 
at  all  the  noise  and  bustle.  There 
were  more  automobiles  than  she 
had  seen  in  all  of  her  life  before 
—  and  more  people.  She  wasn't 
sure  that  she  liked  it  at  all,  and 


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DECEMBER  1964 


it  made  her  think,  with  something 
akin  to  nostalgia,  of  the  peaceful 
streets  of  Heidelberg. 

I  do  hope  that  Salt  Lake  City 
isn't  like  this,  she  thought.  But 
of  course  it  won't  be.  It  isn't 
nearly  so  large. 

When  she  had  walked  as  far  as 
she  thought  advisable  in  one  di- 
rection, she  turned  and  went 
back  again.  There  was  still  time 
to  have  an  early  dinner  in  the 
cafeteria  before  leaving. 

She  felt  greatly  rested  and  re- 
freshed and,  when  her  bus  was 
announced,  went  down  to  get 
aboard  with  new  interest  that  this 
was  to  be  the  last  leg  of  her  trip. 
When  she  left  the  bus  for  the  last 
time  she  would  be  in  Zion  —  the 
city  of  her  dreams. 

There  were  two  children  seated 
just  across  from  her,  a  boy  of 
about  eight  and  a  girl  a  bit  older. 
They  seemed  lonely  and  some- 
what frightened.  She  smiled  at 
them  pleasantly  and  asked,  "Are 
you  going  very  far?" 

The  question  seemed  to  bring 
home  to  them  the  fact  that  they 
were  going  far  indeed.  The  girl's 
eyes  widened  as  she  nodded, 
"Yes.  Quite  far.  We're  going  to 
Utah." 

"Good,"  said  Elsa.  "That's 
where  I'm  going,  too.  We'll  be 
company  all  the  way." 

The  children  were  obviously 
delighted  at  the  prospect,  and  at 
the  very  next  stop  attached  them- 
selves very  firmly.  It  continued 
this  way  for  the  rest  of  the  trip. 
They  stayed  together  at  all  stops 
and  ate  their  meals  together. 

It  was  not  long  before  they  had 
poured  out  their  story.  Their  fa- 
ther had  been  dead  for  some 
years.  In  fact,  Jerry  didn't 
remember  him  at  all  and  Pauline 


only  slightly.  Their  mother  was 
very  ill  now  and  they  were  going 
out  to  Provo  to  live  with  an  aunt 
until  she  recovered.  Then  she 
was  going  to  join  them. 

"It's  almost  out  in  the  country 
and  I  can  have  a  dog  —  may- 
be ..  ."  Jerry  volunteered.  It  was 
clear  that  a  dog  would  compen- 
sate for  a  number  of  things. 

It  was  not  long  before  Elsa  rea- 
lized how  right  Cynthia  had  been 
in  describing  the  country.  It  had 
grown  dark  before  they  were  very 
far  out  from  Chicago,  and  when 
she  awakened  the  next  morning 
it  was  to  vistas  of  golden  fields 
that  seemed  to  stretch  on  forever, 
with  occasional  small  towns  and 
farmhouses  in  between. 

It  was  a  bit  forbidding,  and  she 
had  to  remind  herself  very  forci- 
bly that  this  was  why  she  had 
come  —  to  see  the  world.  To  see 
something  different.  Well,  it  was 
certainly  different,  she  had  to 
agree,  thinking  of  the  dense  ever- 
green forests  that  covered  the 
hills  at  home. 

She  was  half  dozing  when  they 
crossed  the  State  line,  and  she 
just  barely  caught  sight  of  the 
big  sign  announcing  that  they 
were  in  Utah.  "Did  you  see 
that?"  she  called  to  the  children. 
"We  are  almost  there." 

Jerry  leaped  to  his  feet,  ready 
to  get  off  as  soon  as  the  bus  could 
slow  down.  "Not  quite  this  soon," 
she  laughed.  "But  it  will  be  only 
an  hour  or  so,  I'm  sure." 

She  had  found  the  mountain 
scenery  much  more  interesting 
than  anything  they  had  passed 
through  for  a  long  time.  There 
were  patches  of  scarlet  and  yellow 
leaves  on  the  mountainsides.  As 
they  swung  out  of  the  last  can- 


906 


THE  TURN  OF  THE  WHEEL 


yon,  and  she  caught  sight  of  the 
panorama  of  the  valley  with  the 
lake  in  the  distance,  she  caught 
her  breath  with  its  sheer  beauty. 
The  faraway  mountains  were 
capped  with  snow.  This  was  a  fit- 
ting climax  to  her  journey.  It  was 
really  worth  coming  one  fourth  of 
the  way  around  the  world. 

For  the  first  time  she  began  to 
feel  nervous  about  meeting  the 
Knowltons.  Clay  had  been  so 
friendly  that  she  had  taken  it  for 
granted  his  family  would  be  the 
same.  But  would  they?  Well, 
she  need  not  stay  with  them  for 
very  long.  As  soon  as  she  found 
a  job  she  would  also  find  her  own 
place  to  live.  It  was  just  a  mat- 
ter of  getting  settled. 

The  bus  rolled  into  the  rear  of 
the  station  and  stopped.  They 
piled  out  as  quickly  as  they 
could. 

"Does  your  aunt  meet  you 
here,  or  do  you  go  on  to  Provo?" 
she  asked. 

"Our  ticket  says  Provo,"  an- 
swered Pauline.  "Is  it  much 
farther?" 

"I  don't  know.  We'll  ask  at 
the  office." 

They  walked  up  the  ramp  and 
into  the  waiting  room.  Elsa 
looked  around  eagerly  to  see  if 
she  could  locate  the  Knowltons. 
She  had  sent  a  telegram  from 
Chicago  telling  the  exact  time  she 
should  arrive.  But  how  would  she 
know  them  —  or  they  her?  The 
room  was  full  of  people. 

Her  first  concern  was  for  the 
children,  however.  She  found 
that  their  bus  would  not  leave  for 
another  half  hour.  They  walked 
around  the  room  a  couple  of 
times  for  exercise,  then  went  into 
the  lunch  room  for  a  glass  of  milk 
and  a  bun.     By  that  time  their 


bus  was  called,  and  she  took  them 
down  again  to  put  them  on.  "In 
a  little  more  than  an  hour  you'll 
be  there,"  she  said.  "I  hope  that 
you  have  a  wonderful  time  this 
winter." 

"Thank  you,"  they  said,  look- 
ing very  doubtful. 

She  went  back  again  and  sat 
down  to  wait.  By  now  she  felt 
as  nervous  as  the  children  had 
looked.  What  if  no  one  came? 
She  had  their  address,  but  should 
she  take  a  cab  to  their  home? 
Maybe  they  had  changed  their 
minds  about  meeting  her.  Then 
what  would  she  do? 

She  was  becoming  just  a  trifle 
desperate  when  her  name  was 
called  over  the  loud-speaker. 
With  a  sigh  of  relief,  she  jumped 
to  her  feet  and  hurried  over  to 
the  information  desk. 

She  recognized  them  at  once 
and  wondered  how  she  could  have 
missed  them  before.  Mr.  Knowl- 
ton  was  Clay  just  twenty  years 
older.  Mrs.  Knowlton  held  out 
her  hand  and  said  "Elsa!  We're  so 
sorry  to  have  missed  you.  We 
didn't  recognize  you  because  of 
the  children.  We  were  looking 
for  someone  alone." 

"Of  course,"  she  smiled.  "I 
didn't  think  of  that." 

She  shook  hands  with  Mr. 
Knowlton  and  he  gathered  up  her 
bags.  "This  way,"  he  said,  lead- 
ing them  towards  the  north  door. 

Just  outside  Elsa  looked  up  to 
where  the  golden  angel  on  a  lofty 
spire  caught  the  rays  of  the  set- 
ting sun.  She  wanted  to  stand 
there  and  look  —  and  look.  Mrs. 
Knowlton  touched  her  arm  and 
smiled  as  she  said,  "Come,  my 
dear.  It  will  be  there  for  a  long 
time." 

{To  be  continued) 


907 


En  I  "m  R  I  jok  I 


Relief  Society  is  enthusiastically  behind  the  new  Family  Home 
Evening  Program  which  will  begin  in  Latter-day  Saint  homes  in 
January  1965.  That  parents  are  responsible  for  teaching  their 
children  the  gospel  in  the  home  —  both  by  precept  and  example  — 
is  an  eternal  principle.  The  Prophet  Joseph  Smith  had  revealed  to 
him  the  portentous  words  "the  sin  be  upon  the  heads  of  the  par- 
ents" who  neglect  to  teach  their  children.  Every  President  of  the 
Church  since  then  has  reiterated  the  directive,  as  have  other  Gen- 
eral Authorities. 

With  the  falling  away  from  righteousness  and  the  upsurge  of 
wickedness  in  the  world,  today's  prophet  of  the  Lord  is  establishing 
in  the  Church  this  Family  Home  Evening  Program,  to  bring  to 
fruition  righteousness  in  the  lives  of  family  members,  by  learning  the 
gospel  together  as  a  family.  The  lessons  will  be  taught  under  the 
direction  of  the  father  with  the  full  cooperation  of  the  mother.  As 
an  aid  in  this  accomplishment,  weekly  lessons  will  be  taught  to 
fathers  in  Priesthood  classes  and  a  monthly  correlated  lesson  will  be 
taught  to  Relief  Society  members.  Also  fortifying  this  program  will 
be  visits  to  the  homes  by  the  Home  Teachers. 

This  program  is  inaugurated  through  inspiration  for  Latter-day 
Saint  families  to  set  their  homes  in  order.  As  the  new  year  dawns, 
the  time  of  thinking  and  planning  will  have  passed  and  the  time  of 
action  will  have  arrived.  Every  Latter-day  Saint  wife  will  have  the 
responsibility  of  supporting  her  husband  in  the  family  gospel 
training  period.  Every  Latter-day  Saint  woman,  even  though  she 
be  living  alone,  will  take  part  in  the  gospel  study. 


Volume  51       December   1964       Number  12 

•  Belle  S.  Spafford,  President 

•  Marianne  C.  Sharp,  First  Counselor 

•  Louise  W.  Madsen,  Second  Counselor 

•  Hulda  Parker,  Secretary-Treasurer 


Who's  on  The  Lord's  Side.  Who?" 


In  Church  meetings  we  all  sing: 

Who's  on  the  Lord's  side?  Who?  Now  is  the  time  to  show; 
We  ask  it  fearlessly;  Who's  on  the  Lord's  side?  Who? 
We  wage  no  common  war,  Cope  with  no  common  foe; 
The  enemy's  awake;  Who's  on  the  Lord's  side?  Who? 

Every  Latter-day  Saint  woman  will  answer  this  question  by  her 
action  in  giving  wholehearted  support  to  this  program.  If  she  will 
line  up  on  the  Lord's  side,  she  will  carry  out  the  Family  Home  Eve- 
ning Program  as  directed  by  the  Priesthood. 

There  must  be  no  slackening  of  this  program  in  the  months 
ahead.  Lessons  of  eternal  import  are  to  be  learned;  nor  is  the  learn- 
ing mere  lip  service.  The  learning  means  shaping  one's  life,  not  to- 
morrow, but  today,  in  accordance  with  the  teaching  as  it  is  taught. 
Whatever  the  subject,  whatever  the  truth,  the  better  living  of  it  is 
to  begin  the  day  it  is  considered  in  the  family. 

The  women  of  the  Church  will  rally  behind  the  Priesthood  in 
this  wonderful  program.  By  so  doing  —  and  not  wearying  in  this 
marvelous  undertaking  —  spirituality  will  increase  in  the  direction 
of  Latter-day  Saint  families.  The  promise  of  blessings  to  accrue  to 
the  families  is  in  this  scripture  "There  is  a  law,  irrevocably  decreed  in 
heaven  before  the  foundations  of  this  world,  upon  which  all  blessings 
are  predicated  —  And  when  we  obtain  any  blessing  from  God,  it  is 
by  obedience  to  that  law  upon  which  it  is  predicated." 

Great  will  be  the  blessings  to  individual  family  members  and 
the  family  as  a  whole  who  carry  out  this  Family  Home  Evening 
Program.  —  M.C.S. 


Anna  B.  Hart 
Edith  S.  Elliott 
Florence  J.  Madsen 
Leone  G.  Layton 
Blanche  B.  Stoddard 
Evon  W.  Peterson 
Aleine  M.  Young 
Josie  B.  Bay 
Alberta  H.  Christensen 
Mildred  B.  Eyring 
Edith  P.  Backman 
Winniefred  S.   Manwaring 
EIna  P.  Haymond 
Mary  R.  Young 


Mary  V.  Cameron 
Afton  W.  Hunt 
Wealtha  S.  Mendenhall 
Elsa  T.  Peterson 
Fanny  S.  Kienitz 
Elizabeth  B.  Winters 
LaRue  H.  Resell 
Jennie  R.  Scott 
Alice  L.  Wilkinson 
Irene  W.  Buehner 
Irene  C.  Lloyd 
Hazel  S.  Love 
Fawn  H.  Sharp 
Celestia  J.  Taylor 


Anne  R.  Gledhill 
Belva  B.  Ashton 
Zola  J.  McGhie 
Oa  J.  Cannon 
Lila  B.  Walch 
Lenore  C.  Gundersen 
Marjorie  C.  Pingree 
Darlene  C.  Dedekind 
Cleone  R.  Eccles 
Edythe  K.  Watson 
Ellen  N.  Barnes 
Kathryn  S.  Gilbert 
Verda  F.  Burton 
Myrtle  R.  Olson 
Alice  C.  Smith 


909 


The  134th 

Semi-Annual 

Church  Conference 


The  134th  Semi-Annual  Conference  of  the  Church  was  held  in  the 
Tabernacle  in  §alt  Lake  City,  Utah,  October  2,  3,  and  4,  1964.  Presi- 
dent David  0.  McKay,  now  in  his  ninety-second  year,  from  his  home 
nearby,  presided  at  all  the  general  sessions  and  the  Priesthood  meet- 
ing. President  Hugh  B.  Brown  and  President  N.  Eldon  Tanner  con- 
ducted the  meetings.  All  of  the  General  Authorities,  except  President 
McKay,  were  in  attendance. 

The  three  days  of  instruction  and  rejoicing  provided  for  the 
world-wide  membership  of  the  Church  a  rich  harvest  of  truth  and 
enlightenment.  Many  thousands  of  members  and  interested  listeners 
among  the  nations  of  the  earth  were  privileged  to  be  uplifted  once 
more  by  the  glad  tidings  of  the  gospel.  Television  and  radio,  and 
later,  the  printed  word,  carried  the  message  to  far  places  in  English, 
German,  Spanish,  and  Portuguese.  The  great  organ  and  the  many 
voices  carried  music  to  the  multitudes  in  tones  of  faith  and  majesty. 

The  theme  and  the  prevading  messages  delineated  the  principles 
and  requirements  of  the  everlasting  gospel:  the  divinity  and  mission 
of  the  Savior;  the  great  apostasy;  the  restoration;  and  the  importance 
of  prayer  and  obeying  the  commandments  in  order  to  obtain  a  testi- 
mony of  the  gospel. 

President  David  0.  McKay's  opening  greetings  and  address  were 
read  by  his  son  Robert.    The  beloved  President  said,  in  part: 

It  is  over  fifty-eight  years  ago  that  I  stood  at  the  pulpit  in  the  Tabernacle 
for  the  first  time  as  one  of  the  General  Authorities  of  the  Church.  I  remember 
well  then  my  trembling  and  humility  at  facing  such  an  audience  and  accepting 
a  position  as  one  of  the  General  Authorities.  .  .  .  This  morning,  as  then,  and 
during  the  intervening  years,  I  ask  for  your  sympathy  and  prayers. 

Evidences  of  progress  in  the  Church  give  us  true  cause  for  rejoicing.  The 
Lord  has  blessed  us  with  eventful  and  prosperous  years  during  the  last  decade. 
The  loyalty  of  the  members  to  the  ideals  and  teachings  of  the  Man  of  Galilee 
has  been  evidenced  in  many  ways.  .  .  .  But  let  us  ever  remember  that  peace 
and  progress  are  attained  only  at  the  price  of  eternal  vigilance  and  constant 
righteous  efforts. 

President  Hugh  B.  Brown  spoke  of  the  revealed  gospel  as  pro- 
viding the  answers  to  questions  vital  to  happiness  and  eternal  salva- 
tion. 

910 


EDITORIAL 


We  believe  that  as  a  philosophy,  Mormonism  is  the  most  profound  and  the 
most  hopeful  in  the  world  today.  But  it  is  more  than  a  philosophy.  To  us 
it  is  the  Restored  Gospel  of  Jesus  Christ,  unadulterated  by  the  speculations  of 
men.  The  basic  idea  of  our  religion  is  the  Fatherhood  of  God  and  the  Brother- 
hood of  Man,  with  the  love  of  God  and  the  love  of  fellow  men  as  basic  prin- 
ciples. .  .  .  The  restoration  of  the  gospel  .  .  .  marks  the  inauguration  of  the 
Dispensation  of  the  Fullness  of  Times.  .  .  .  The  Restoration  of  the  Gospel  ... 
is  the  consummation  of  the  work  of  God  throughout  the  ages,  and  the  final 
preparation  for  the  second  advent  of  Jesus  the, Christ. 

President  N.  Eldon  Tanner  declared  that  if  men  would  accept 
Jesus  as  the  Son  of  God,  peace  could  fill  the  world  with  its  glory  and 
its  blessing. 

I  am  sure  that  many  of  you  young  people  wonder  how  it  was  that  the 
shepherds  and  the  Wise  Men  were  looking  for  and  recognized  the  sign  that 
would  tell  of  the  birth  of  the  Savior.  They  expected  a  new  star.  This  was 
because  ancient  prophets  had  foretold  the  signs  that  would  appear.  Those 
who  had  read  of  the  prophecies  were  prepared  for  these  signs  when  they  came, 
and  what  a  thrilling  thing  it  is  to  know,  as  recorded  in  the  Gospel  of  Matthew, 
that  the  Wise  Men  from  the  East  followed  the  star  to  the  place  of  his  birth.  .  .  . 
They  were  instructed  to  go  to  Bethlehem,  where  he  would  be  born,  as  prophesied 
by  Micah,  the  prophet.  ...  All  the  scriptures  to  which  I  have  referred  are 
testimonies  of  thosa  who  were  told  by  angels  or  by  God  himself  many  years 
before  the  birth  of  Christ  that  he  is  the  Son  of  God. 


The  Shepherds 

Leia  F.  Morris 

The  shepherds  of  the  hills  were  greatly  blessed; 

They  saw  the  glowing  splendor  of  the  star. 

While  all  the  little  village  lay  at  rest, 

It  shone  on  Bethlehem  and  hills  afar. 

They  heard  angel  voices  from  the  heavens  ring. 

And  followed  on  to  where  the  young  child  lay. 

There  were  glad  tidings  of  the  newborn  king,-. 

In   lowly  manger  on  the  fragrant  hay; 

And,  guided  by  a  new  star's  radiant  light, 

The  Wise  Men  knelt  with  precious  gifts  of  gold. 

Where   glory    brushed   the    shadows   of   the    night, 

They  saw  the  beauty  of  that  sacred  scene  unfold. 

God  showers  his  grace  on  humble  folk  and  blesseSithem, 
Even  shepherds  on  the  hills  of  Bethlehem. 


911 


i-^K  Woman's 
"     Sphere 


Ramona  W.  Cannon 


Dr.  Elizabeth  Eckhardt  May,  Dean  of 
the  School  of  Home  Economics  at  the 
University  of  Connecticut,  was  the  di- 
rector of  a  five-year  rehabilitation  study 
of  handicapped  homemakers  which  has 
given  new  hope  to  thousands  of  hemi- 
plegics,  arthritics,  victims  of  tubercu- 
I  0  s  i  s,  poliomyelitis,  cardiovascular 
diseases,  and  those  orthopedically 
disabled.  Training  films,  slides,  book- 
lets, and  how-to-do-it  instructions  com- 
piled during  the  course  of  study  have 
already  been  disseminated  to  rehabili- 
tation centers  in  each  of  the  fifty  States 
and  twenty-three  foreign  countries.  In- 
dividuals or  groups  wishing  to  secure 
lists  of  such  available  materials  are 
invited  to  write  to:  Handicapped  Home- 
maker  Research  Center,  School  of 
Home  Economics,  University  of  Con- 
necticut, Storrs,  Connecticut. 

Hanako  Tsugaru,  on  September  30, 
married  Yoshi,  younger  son  of  Emperor 
Hirohito  of  Japan,  in  a  two-thousand- 
year-old  Shinto  ceremony  at  a  shrine 
on  the  imperial  palace  grounds.  The 
emperor,  who,  traditionally,  never  at- 
tends a  court  function  unless  he  is  the 
star  participant,  watched  the  ceremony 
on  television.  Hanako  descends  from 
rulers  of  northern  Honshu,  Japan's 
main  island. 

Attractive  Princess  Margarita  of  Swe- 
den was  married  last  June  30  to  British 
businessman  John  Ambler,  in  a  historic 
twelfth-century  church  in  Stockholm. 
This  appears  to  be  another  genuine  ro- 
mance. 


Mrs.  Mattie  C.  Sanford,  Salt  Lake  CUy, 
Utah,  who  was  honored  several  years 
ago  with  a  gold  medal  for  "unusual 
civic  service,"  was  named  a  Fellow  of 
the  Photographic  Society  of  America, 
the  world's  largest  photographic  so 
ciety,  at  their  meeting  in  Montreal, 
Canada,  in  August.  She  was  cited  for 
her  excellence  in  color  and  stereo 
photography,  and  for  her  many  con- 
tributions to  the  advancement  of 
photography  by  teaching  and  lectur- 
ing. 

Mrs.  Martha  Tavian  Lincoln,  a  resident 
of  the  Uintah-Ouray  Indian  Reservation, 
near  Roosevelt,  Utah,  died  September 
26,  1964,  at  the  age  of  116.  Her  hus- 
band, who  was  born  in  1849  and  died 
in  1925,  was  named  Abe  Lincoln.  They 
had  no  children. 

Lovely  Princess  Anne-Marie  of  Den- 
mark on  September  18  became  the 
bride  of  King  Constantine  of  Greece. 
They  are  obviously  deeply  in  love  with 
each  other.  He,  at  twenty-four,  is  the 
youngest  king  reigning  today,  and 
Anne-Marie,  at  eighteen,  is  the  young- 
est queen.  Greece  is  Europe's  newest 
monarchy,  its  dynasty  being  only  100 
years  old.  Denmark  is  the  oldest 
monarchy,  dating  back  more  than  a 
thousand  years. 

Helen  Hayes,  United  States'  first  lady 
of  the  theater,  says  she  is  utterly  weary 
of  plays  "which  deal  with  the  mentally 
sick  and  the  spiritually  infirm,"  and 
which  display  "a  great  paucity  of 
ideas." 


912 


TRANSPARENCY  BY  O.  F.  OLDENOORP 


May  rlieRe  Always  l3e  a  cbRistmas 

Dorothy  J.  Roberts 

Despite  the  jets  above  the  flattened  fir 

Or  the  probing  of  the  layered  lense's  eye, 

Still,  Magi  leave  the  healing  scent  of  myrrh 

And  shepherds  lay  the  warmth  of  lamb's  wool  by. 

Let  frost  be  smitten  from  each  windowpane. 

And  pine  and  poinsettia  light  the  room  again. 


913 


cbPisrmAS  In 


hristmas  trees  and  decorative  motifs 

from  the  home  of 

Mrs.  Alberta  Wright  Moyle 


ESIGNS  BY  GORDON   WRIGHT 


Christmas  Tree  of  the  Nations 

This  unusual  and  very  beautiful  Christmas  tree  graces  the  entrance  hall  of 
the  Moyle  home.  It  is  anchored  in  a  black  antique  urn,  and  decorated  with 
artificial  fruit  and  white  (electric)  candles.  The  dolls,  in  authentic  costumes, 
represent  various  countries  of  Europe  and  South  America,  giving  special 
interest,  as  well  as  radiant  color,  to  this  decor.  Note  the  effectiveness  of  the 
tall  and  slender  tree  against  the  golden  draperies. 


914 


TRANSPARENICES  BY   HAL  RUMEL 


Green  and  Gold  Stairway 

The  wreath  and  the  boughs  of  evergreens  are  accented  with  gold  balls.  Note 
the  ribbon  bow  on  the  wreath.  The  small  tree  attached  to  the  door  is  made 
of  boughs  decorated  with  small  gold  balls  and  gold  rope.  The  lovely  chandelier 
creates  a  harmony  of  light,  and  the  poinsettia  plant  in  the  high  window  pro- 
vides a  striking  point  of  interest. 


915 


Dark  Green,  Pale  Pink,  and  Gold  Christmas  Tree 


This  richly  glowing  tree  has  an  unusually  effective  design  of  color  and  place- 
ment of  ornaments.  The  tree  was  sprayed  a  deeper  green  to  make  a  more 
striking  contrast  for  the  pale  pink  and  gold  drops  hanging  from  the  boughs. 
The  candles  are  white,  and  the  tree  is  placed  in  an  elegant  brass  antique 
container,  tied  with  gold  rope.  The  dark  green  and  shining  gold  design  is 
carried  out  in  the  decor  for  the  mantel  and  its  beauty  enhanced  by  the  place- 
ment of  the  dark  green  candles  in  the  crystal  candelabra.  The  Christmas 
decor  was  especially  planned  for  harmony  with  the  gold-colored  rug  and  the 
gold-framed  picture  above  the  mantel. 


916 


stuawfeeRUies  d€COR3ite  a  holiday  ratile 

The  centerpiece  is  a  basket  filled  with  strawberry  plants  in  small  pots.  The 
pots  are  covered  with  green  artificial  moss,  and  artificial  strawberries  are 
arranged  among  the  leaves  of  the  plants,  and  decorate  also  the  handles  of 
the  basket.  White  plates,  with  a  red  strawberry  design,  are  placed  on  red 
place  mats,  and  red  water  glasses  are  used  to  add  to  the  colorful  effect  of 
this  holiday  table  setting.  The  large  fresh  strawberries  arranged  on  the 
plates  are  centered  by  a  mound  of  powdered  sugar.  To  make  the  mound, 
press  powdered  sugar  into  moulds,  then  turn  upside  down  and  tap  gently 
to  release  the  sugar. 

The  favors  are  individual  jars  of  strawberry  jam  (or  preserves)  tied 
with  artificial  strawberries.  The  recipe  for  the  jam  is  an  excellent  one  which 
makes  a  tasty  jam  of  a  rich  red  color. 

Hull  and  wash  four  cups  of  strawberries  (fresh  frozen  berries  can  be  substituted). 
Do  not  slice  or  mash  the  berries.  Add  five  cups  of  sugar  and  let  the  mixture  stand 
three  hours.  Then  bring  to  a  boil  over  low  heat  and  boil  hard  for  eight  minutes.  Add 
one-half  cup  of  fresh  lemon  juice  and  let  the  mixture  boil  two  minutes  longer.  Remove 
from  the  heat  and  alternately  stir  and  skim  as  the  jam  cools,  to  prevent  floating  berries. 
Pour  into  jelly  jars  or  glasses,  of  a  size  desired  for  the  favors. 

For  a  holiday  luncheon  the  fresh  strawberries  make  a  suitable  first  course. 


RRANGEMENT  BY   FLORENCE  C     WILLIAMS 


TRANSPARENCY    BY    HAL    RUM 


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pictures 

Made  Fi^om 

keepsal^es 

Beatrice  S.  Poelman 

^A^HAT  memento  liave  you  tucked 
away  in  a  box  growing  discolored  and 
unattractive  as  the  years  go  by?  Is 
it  a  bit  of  lace  that  grandmother  wore 
at  her  throat,  or  a  pair  of  worn-out 
pillowcases  embroidered  so  lovingly 
and  painstakingly  for  your  trousseau? 
Or  is  it  a  faded  dresser  scarf?  A  pretty 
jabot  or  dicky  that  you  were  so  proud 
of,  too,  is  hard  to  throw  in  the  waste- 
basket.  Have  I  guessed  it?  You  have 
some  of  these  folded  away  in  the  back 
of  a  drawer.  Well,  whatever  you 
have  hidden  away,  why  not  bring  it 
out  in  the  open  for  all  to  admire  and 
enjoy?    Let's  make  a  picture  out  of  it! 

A  piece  of  material  embroidered  in 
flowers  found  among  my  mother's 
things  after  her  death,  gave  me  the 
inspiration  to  create  some  pictures 
which  have  pleased  my  children  and 
grandchildren.  Over  the  years  mother 
had  cherished  this  piece  of  embroi- 
dery because  it  was  made  by  her  first 
daughter  who  died,  when  just  nine- 
teen, at  the  birth  of  a  baby  girl. 
Knowing  how  mother  felt  about  this 
keepsake,  I  hated  to  throw  it  away. 
Yet  the  cloth  was  stained  and  even 
falling  to  pieces  where  it  had  been 
folded  so  many  years.  Still,  the 
stitches  were  neat  and  the  design  at- 
tractive. What  could  I  do  with  it? 
Suddenly  the  idea  came  to  paint  the 
flowers  gold,  cut  them  out,  and  mount 
them  on  an  attractive  background.  I 
could  hardly  wait  to  get  started! 

I  found  by  laying  the  material  over 
paper  I  could  paint  without  causing 
a  mess  even  though  some  of  the  paint 
came  through  the  material.  The  work 
went  fast,  too,  because  it  didn't  mat- 
ter if  the  gold  extended  beyond  the 
embroidery  as  it  was  to  be  cut  away, 


918 


TRANSPARENCIES    BY    HAL    RUMEL 


anyway.  I  discovered,  too,  that  when 
the  gold  paint  dried,  the  material  had 
more  body  so  it  could  be  cut  more 
easily  and  did  not  fray. 

I  cut  a  piece  of  cardboard  the  size 
of  the  picture  needed  for  the  frame 
I  wanted  to  use  and  mounted  the 
cloth  background  on  that.  (I  used 
glue  around  the  edges  and  some 
through  the  center.  Any  library  paste 
or  rubber  cement  can  be  used.) 

The  first  picture  I  made  I  used  an 
off-white  brocade  damask  for  the 
background  upon  which  the  gold  flow- 
ers had  quite  a  French  air.  Since 
then  I  have  used  various  colors  of 
velvet,  faille,  satin,  and  even  wool  up- 
holstery. They  all  make  interesting 
pictures,  but,  with  the  light-weight 
materials,  care  must  be  taken  not  to 
use  too  much  glue  or  it  comes  through 
the  material.  I  have  mounted  these 
by  cutting  the  material  larger  than 
the  cardboard  and  fastening  the  over- 
lapping edges  to  the  back  with  mask- 
ing tape. 

Now  comes  the  fun  of  working  out 
a  design!  The  pieces  of  gold  em- 
broidery or  lace,  whether  flowers  or 
conventional  designs,  suggest  patterns 
as  you  move  them  around  on  the 
background,  and  before  long  some- 
thing interesting  will  be  developing 
whether  it  be  a  dainty  wreath  or  a 
bold  conventional  design.  And  some 
grandchild  will  love  a  picture  made 
from  grandmother's  old  dresser  scarf 
or  neck-piece. 

A  few  hints  I  have  found  helpful: 

(1)  Make  the  complete  design  before 
gluing,  then  place  a  spot  of  glue  un- 
der the  piece  by  means  of  a  tooth- 
pick.    Not  too  much  glue  is  needed. 

(2)  Holding  the  design  so  that  it  can 
be  seen  in  a  mirror  helps  to  see  if 
the  design  is  symmetrical  better  than 
looking  at  it  directly.  (3)  If  it  is 
necessary  to  change  the  position  of  a 
design  and  some  glue  shows  on  the 
background,  let  it  dry  completely, 
then  remove  it  by  stroking  along  the 
grain  of  the  material  with  a  needle 
point.  (4)  Spraying  the  gold  on  is 
not  as  economical  as  brushing  it  on 
or  even  using  a  piece  of  cloth  with 
which  to  rub  it  on. 


919 


TRANSPARENCIES    BY    HAL    RUMEL 


cliPistmas 

comes 

in  colop 

Florence  S.  Jacobsen 


Front  Door  Decoration 

Wide  red  satin  ribbon  wrapped 
around  the  door  on  which  is 
mounted  a  large  handmade  red 
felt  mitten  filled  with  red  and 
green  wrapped  Christmas  gifts. 
The  mitten  is  significant  in  that 
it  extends  a  welcoming,  warm 
hand  of  fellowship  and  has  been 
traditionally  re-used  annually 
for  many  years  on  the  Jacobsen 
front  door. 


920 


Mantel  and  Tree 


The  traditional  green  tree  is  decorated  with  tiny  white  lights,  red  shiny  balls, 
and  crystal  prisms.  One  red  ball  is  a  music  box  which  plays  "Silent  Night." 
Green  net  is  poked  and  fluffed  around  the  stem  and  base  of  the  tree. 

Red  felt  stockings,  the  oldest  of  which  is  the  same  age  as  the  Jacobsen's 
eldest  married  son,  are  over  the  fireplace.  Stockings  have  been  made  and 
added  each  year  as  the  family  increased  in  number.  Felt  initials  indicate  the 
names  of  the  family  members. 

Red  candles,  green  Christmas  boughs,  and  glowing  lighted  fruit  are  ar- 
ranged to  frame  a  picture  of  the  manger  scene. 

The  oblong  manger  print  is  framed  in  gold  and  mounted  on  red  velvet 
in  an  oval  frame  edged  with  tiny  green  leaves  and  fruit.  The  picture  of  the 
humble  birth  of  the  Savior  is  the  focal  point  in  the  entire  decorating  scheme. 

921 


Christmas  Tablecloth 

Handmade  Christmas  tablecloth  of  white  felt  is  bordered  with  gold  braid  and 
fruit  motif.  Each  fruit  cluster  surrounds  a  tiny  Christmas  light  to  give  it 
an  unusual  glow.  The  centerpiece  consists  of  fruit  which  also  lights  up,  re- 
peating the  theme  of  Christmas  boughs,  candles,  and  glowing  fruits.  The 
felt  cloth  has  been  traditionally  used  on  the  Jacobsen's  table  for  many  years 
and  was  made  by  Sister  Jacobsen. 


922 


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TREE   DECORATED    BY    VIRGINIA   CANNON 


TRANSPARENCY     BY    HAL    RUMEL 


rbe  cln?istmais  znee  weaps  ROses 

Green  pine  tree,  flocked  with  artificial  snow.  The  roses  are  made  of 
tissue  paper  in  light  blue  and  pale  blue  and  dark  and  light  green.  The  roses 
are  arranged  in  various  groupings,  using  different  combinations  of  color  tints 
in  each  group.  They  provide  an  inexpensive  trimming.  Christmas  tree  lights 
are  blue  and  green. 

Cannon  children  in  the  picture:  Ann,  seated  on  the  floor;  Carolyn:  Allison. 


923 


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TREE     DESIGN     BY     HELEN     TRIPP     AND 
SYDNEY  CALDER  OF  SOUTH  DAVJS  STAKE 


Line  the  bottom  of  a 
9"xl3"  pan  with  aluminum 
foil. 

In  a  heavy  3-quart  pan, 
place:  2  c.  sugar,  1  c.  water, 
2/3  c.  white  syrup. 

Cook  to  275° F.  (between 
the  soft  crack  and  the  hard 
crack  stage) . 

Remove  from  the  stove  and 
add  coloring  (yellow,  red,  or 
green,  as  desired). 

Add  V2  tsp.  oil  flavor,  such 
as  cloves,  cinnamon,  anise 
(licorice) ,  wintergreen,  or 
peppermint. 

Pour  mixture  on  aluminum 
foil  in  pan  previously  pre- 
pared. As  the  candy  starts 
to  cool,  mark  it  off  into  rec- 
tangles or  squares,  as  desired. 
After  the  candy  is  completely 
cool,  turn  it  out  onto  waxed 
paper  and  break  into  pieces. 

A  colorful  decorative 
Christmas  tree  for  a  table 
centerpiece,  or  for  decorating 
the  mantel  can  be  made  by 
shaping  a  little  tree  with 
circles  of  chicken  wire  criss- 
crossing around  the  center 
dowel  stick.  The  tree  in  the 
picture  was  made  of  chicken 
wire,  and  sprayed  with  gold 
paint.  The  colorful  candy  is 
then  placed  in  plastic  bags, 
tied  with  bright  ribbon,  and 
hooked  (with  regular  orna- 
ment hangers)  to  the  wires  of 
the  tree.  The  size  of  the 
dowel  stick  and  the  weight  of 
wire  used  would  depend  up- 
on the  size  desired  in  the 
finished  tree.  The  number 
and  size  of  the  bags  of  the 
candy  could  be  planned  to 
suit  the  size  and  purpose  of 
the  tree. 

siSPARENCY    BY    VERNON   SHARP 


TREE     DESIGN      BY   FLORENCE   C     WILLIAMS 


NSPARENCY    BY    VERNON    SHARP 


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A  Christmas  table  can  be  made  decorative  and  appropriate  for  gracing  the 
holiday  festivities  by  planning  in  advance  a  unique  design.  This  table  is 
covered  with  a  dark  green  fringed  cloth.  The  groundwork  around  the  tree  is 
composed  of  various  fruits  and  nuts  arranged  on  greenery.  (Holly,  pine  boughs, 
Oregon  grape,  or  artificial  greenery  could  be  used.)  Apples  or  oranges  could 
be  used  for  accent,  and  the  fruit  may  be  iced  or  dipped  for  a  sparkling  effect. 
For  the  tree  foundation  (trunk  and  branches)  styrofoam  can  be  used,  or 
the  tree  can  be  made  of  wire  covered  with  heavy  paper  or  cardboard.  A 
small  carved  wooden  tree  would  be  effective  when  beautifully  decorated.  Fruits 
and  nuts  are  attached  to  the  tree  with  icing,  heavy  syrup,  honey,  or,  if  only 
nuts  (or  nuts  and  cones)   are  used  they  may  be  attached  with  glue. 


925 


Japanese  Scene 


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TRANSPARENCY    BY     CAMERA   CLIX 

A  "snow-covered"  house,  decorated  with  candy  and 
placed  in  a  setting  of  trees  and  hills  and  snowdrifts,  will 
delight  the  children  at  Christmastime.  It  would  be  ap- 
propriate for  placing  on  a  wide  mantel  or  a  low  table, 
or  might  be  used  as  a  centerpiece  for  the  dining  table.  A 
child  would  feel  a  spirit  of  joyful  appreciation  if  he  could 
have  a  Christmas  house  for  his  own  room. 


928 


A  CANDY   HOUSE  FOR  CHRISTMAS 

The  house  can  be  made  in  various  sizes,  with  "luscious"  landscaping,  and 
with  an  amazing  number  of  decorative  motifs  and  figurines  readily  available. 
Many  such  "color  and  crystal"  houses  are  made  of  a  combination  of  edible 
and  inedible  "ingredients,"  and  if  the  making  of  the  house  and  arranging  its 
setting  can  be  a  family  project,  each  child  will  participate  with  great  originality. 

The  Setting:  For  the  groundwork,  use  a  large  tray,  a  piece  of  glass,  a  box  top, 
or  a  piece  of  heavy  cardboard,  depending  upon  the  size  of  the  house  and  the 
extensiveness  and  type  of  landscaping. 

The  Ground  Cover  may  be  white  confetti,  cotton  or  wool  batting,  styrofoam,  or 
such  edible  materials  as  popcorn  or  icing  made  by  one  of  the  recipes  included 
with  these  directions.  The  creative  Christmas  homemaker  will  think  of  many 
variations.  The  "snow"  can  be  heaped  into  hills,  formed  into  stream  chan- 
nels, or  heaped  up  around  a  little  lake  or  pond  or  skating  rink.  The  water  can 
be  represented  by  a  clear  surface  of  the  foundation  glass  or  tray,  or  a  piece  of 
aluminum  foil  can  be  cut  to  an  appropriate  shape.  Even  a  piece  of  blue  tissue 
paper  can  be  used  as  surface  for  a  pool  or  to  outline  the  course  of  a  stream. 

Decorating  the  landscape:  Fences,  grottos,  paths,  trellises,  trees,  figurines  (of 
Santa  Claus,  carolers,  reindeer.  Wise  Men,  shepherds)  may  be  arranged  to  make 
the  scene  glow  with  Christmas  atmosphere. 

For  steps  and  paths,  for  edging  the  lake  or  the  stream,  use  small  or  large  marsh- 
mallows  or  a  combination  of  both  in  various  colors,  or  try  a  design  of  jelly 
mints  (square  or  rectangular  or  round)  or  use  the  "rock  candies,"  which  so 
closely  resemble  real  stones.  For  fences,  try  licorice  sticks,  stick  candy,  or 
make  a  "wheel"  fence  of  small  doughnuts  or  cookies  pressed  halfway  into  the 
"snow."  Cranberries  or  Maraschino  cherries  can  be  fitted  into  a  matrix  made 
of  icing. 

The  figurines  may  be  dolls,  carolers,  Wise  Men,  shepherds,  Santa  Claus,  sleighs, 
skaters,  or  reindeer,  and  they  may  be  made  of  candy,  cookie  dough,  or  they 
may  be  ceramics.  Colorful  Christmas  motifs  can  be  cut  from  last  year's  Christ- 
mas cards  and  pressed  into  the  "snow"  foundation,  or  the  people  from  cut- 
out books  can  be  assembled. 

Trees  may  be  made  of  cookie  dough  and  decorated  with  glistening  sparkle 
candies,  or  they  may  be  cut  from  craft  paper,  or  clipped  from  the  trimmed 
branches  of  the  big  Christmas  tree. 

Making  the  house:  Use  a  cardboard  box  or  carton  (turned  upside  down)  in  the 
size  desired  for  the  walls  of  the  house  and  cut  doors  and  windows.  The  sloping 
roof  and  the  gabled  ends,  as  well  as  the  chimney,  can  be  cut  from  cardboard 
and  fastened  securely  together  with  adhesive  tape.  For  filling  in  the  window 
spaces,  use  light  blue  paper  or  aluminum  foil,  or  if  the  house  is  small,  pieces 
of  flat  candy  can  become  windows.  A  little  door  can  be  made  by  covering  a 
piece  of  cardboard  with  foil  or  cutting  the  dimensions  from  colored  heavy-grade 
craft  paper,  or  a  door  can  be  shaped  from  cookie  dough. 

Cover  the  house  thickly  with  icing  made  from  one  of  the  following  recipes,  or 
use  a  recipe  of  your  own.  Be  sure  that  the  icing  contains  syrup  or  egg  white, 
so  that  the  decorations  will  stick  to  the  surface.  If  either  of  these  icings  is 
used  for  snow,  the  icing  can  be  a  little  less  solid.  The  icing  used  to  cover  the 
house  must  be  quite  solid.  The  texture  can  be  easily  adjusted  by  adding  con- 
fectioners' sugar  for  making  the  icing  thicker,  or  adding  white  syrup  or  beaten 
egg  whites  for  making  it  thinner. 

Then  assemble  your  variety  of  colorful  candies  or  candied  fruits  or  fresh 
cranberries,  or  Maraschino  cherries,  nuts  or  raisins,  and  decorate  your  Christ- 
mas house  with  anticipation  and  originality. 

929 


NO  COOK  FONDANT 


1/3  cup  soft  butter  or  margarine 
1/3  cup  light  corn  syrup 
1/2  teaspoon  salt 

1    teaspoon  vanilla  extract 
4   1/2  cups  (1  pound)  sifted  confectioners'  sugar 

Blend  shortening,  light  corn  syrup,  salt  and  vanilla  in  large  mixing  bowl.  Add 
sifted  confectioners'  sugar  all  at  on^e.  Mix  all  together  —  first,  with  a  spoon; 
then  with  hands,  knead  dry  ingredients.  Turn  onto  board  and  continue  knead- 
ing until  mixture  is  well  blended  and  smooth.  Makes  about  1  1/3  pounds. 
Store  in  a  cool  place  until  ready  for  use. 


MARSHMALLOW   ICING 

3/4  cup  granulated  sugar 

2  envelopes  unflavored  gelatin 

2/3  cup  cold  water 

1  cup  light  corn  syrup 

1  teaspoon  vanilla  extract 

Blend  sugar  and  gelatin  in  saucepan,  stir  in  water.  Place,  over  low -heat, 
stirring  until  sugar  and  gelatin  are  dissolved.  Pour  light  corn  syrup».  in  a  large 
bowl  (3  to  4-quart)  of  electric  mixer  or  mix  by  hand.  Add  vanilla,  gelatin,  and 
sugar  mixture  to  light  corn  syrup,  and  beat  about  15  minutes  or  .until  mixture 
becomes  thick  and  of  a  marshmallow  consistency. 


A  Word 

Mabel  Jones  Gabbott 

A  word  fell  among  us 

ricocheting,  left  then  right; 
Across  the  room  our  eyes  met, 

and  the  word  made  a  pool  of  light. 
Pushing  the  edge  of  wonder  wide 

and  wider;  illumining  racks  of  rue 
And  doubt  with  finite  understanding 

in  infinite  ways.     And  only  we  knew. 


930 


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CHRISTMAS  SEALS 

3  rioodod  gift 

Dr.  James  E.  Perkins 

Managing  Director,  National  Tuberculosis  Association 


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A  lot  of  statistics  are  walking  around  town  these  days.  What  I 
refer  to  is  the  large  number  of  people  who,  if  they  had  been  born  a 
few  decades  earlier,  would  have  become  ill  —  and  in  many  cases 
would  have  died  —  of  a  grim  disease  called  tuberculosis. 

But  thanks  to  Providence,  medical  advance,  and  the  dedicated 
efforts  of  many  people,  these  "statistics"  are  in  the  alive-and-well 
column  today,  going  very  humanly  about  their  business. 

In  the  sixty  years  since  the  National  Tuberculosis  Association  was 
founded,  the  TB  death  rate  in  the  United  States  has  been  cut  drastical- 
ly; the  total  number  of  people  saved  from  dying  of  tuberculosis  is 
estimated  at  about  nine  million. 

But  a  sizeable  problem  still  remains  to  be  faced,  with  more  than 
53,000  new  cases  of  active  TB  and  10,000  relapses  yearly,  and  with 
a  rise  in  other  respiratory  diseases.  This  does  not  in  the  least  dimin- 
ish the  importance  of  what  has  been  accomplished.  But  the  job  is 
not  finished.  World  wide,  Christmas  Seals  are  helping  to  get  the  job 
done. 

As  we  celebrate  this  Sixtieth  Anniversary  year  of  the  National 
Tuberculosis  Association,  we  wish  to  voice  our  thanks  to  the  many 
devoted  persons  in  the  fields  of  government,  industry,  labor,  medicine, 
and  health,  civic  and  church  work  who  have  lent  their  support  in  the 
still  uncompleted  struggle  to  control  tuberculosis  and  other  respira- 
tory diseases. 

This  life-saving  work  is  supported  only  by  your  voluntary  service, 
and  financed  only  by  your  Christmas  Seal  contributions.  Please  an- 
swer your  Christmas  Seal  letter  today  and  give  generously. 


931 


The  Christmas  Gift 


V 


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Kathryn  E.  Franks 


W  HAT  would  you  like  for 
Christmas  more  than  anything 
else?"  Danny,  my  five-year-old 
son  asked,  as  he  slid  into  a  chair 
by  the  kitchen  table  on  which  I 
was  busy  cutting  out  a  red  Christ- 
mas apron. 

He  had  just  come  in  from 
kindergarten  and  I  felt  that  to 
him  it  was  a  very  important  ques- 
tion. It  had  to  do,  I  was  certain, 
with  something  he  was  making  at 
school. 

"Oh,"  I  said,  "I'd  like  a  new 
automatic  washer,  a  new  dryer,  a 
set  of  new  dishes,  a  bright  red 
Christmas  dress,  with  a  bit  of 
sparkly  trimming,  a  dishwasher,  a 
sewing  machine,  a  pancake  turn- 
er, a  waste  paper  basket.  ..." 

Danny  was  no  longer  listening. 
He  had  suddenly  dived  under  the 
table. 

When  I  again  started  cutting, 


my  small  son  sneaked  back  upon 
the  chair  and  settled  himself.  He 
continued  questioning. 

"If  you  had  a  new  washer  in 
your  bathroom,  what  color  would 
you  like  it  to  be?" 

"Pink!"  I  answered  quickly, 
"to  match  the  new  walls." 

This  brought  such  brightness 
to  his  face  I  thought  the  sunlight 
had  burst  through  the  kitchen 
window.  He  popped  from  his 
chair  and  simply  cart-wheeled 
straight  out  of  the  kitchen. 

Danny  didn't  mention  the  sub- 
ject again  for  several  days, 
although  it  was  continually  on 
my  mind.  I  was  anxious  to  find 
out  what  in  the  world  he  could 
be  making. 

I  gave  up.  There  was  no  use 
guessing. 

Then  a  clue  came  the  evening 
before  the  school  program.     "I 


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THE  CHRISTMAS  GIFT 


need  some  wrapping  paper  for  my 
gift,"  Danny  reminded  me  at  bed- 
time. ''Will  you  find  a  pretty 
piece  and  put  it  out  with  my 
school  clothes?  Don't  forget, 
please." 

I  did  as  he  asked.  But  the  next 
morning  he  came  in  and  informed 
me  that  one  sheet  wasn't  enough. 
"I  need  two  or  three  sheets,"  he 
announced  proudly. 

Good  land,  I  thought,  what 
could  he  be  wrapping  that  would 
take  all  that  paper! 

He  brought  the  gift  home  in 
his  friend's  car.  He  ordered  me 
to  hide  in  the  kitchen  while  he 
hid  it  under  his  bed.  I  promised 
not  to  peek,  and  a  promise  is  a 
promise.  Although  the  dust, 
shoes,  and  socks  collected,  I 
neither  vacuumed  nor  swept  un- 
der his  bed. 

The  next  day  we  brought  the 
Christmas  tree  and  placed  it  by 
the  front  window.  Excitedly  we 
decorated  it,  with  my  son  hang- 
ing too  many  ornaments  on  one 
limb,  making  it  hang  down  limp, 
and  not  enough  on  another  so  a 
vast  emptiness  showed  in  one 
spot.  The  branches,  nevertheless, 
cast  their  fragrance  of  pine 
throughout  the  house,  bringing 
the  reverence  of  the  season. 

The  gift  from  underneath  the 
bed  was  the  first  one  brought  out 
and  placed  under  the  tree.  It  was 
big  and  round,  all  his  arms  could 
reach  around.  I  held  my  breath, 
for  it  was  so  flimsily  wrapped  I 
felt  the  gift  itself  was  going  to 
peek  out  any  minute.  ...  If  his 
hands  didn't  stop  rearranging  it 
under  the  tree,  it  certainly  would 
come  apart.  First  he  placed  it  in 
front,  then  he  changed  it  to  the 


back.  This  didn't  satisfy  him,  so 
he  set  it  at  an  angle  under  an 
overhanging  branch. 

"It's  Hght,"  I  told  my  husband 
later  that  evening,  "for  anything 
the  size  and  shape  of  an  old  but- 
ter crock." 

On  Christmas  morning  as  I  hur- 
ried into  the  living  room,  Danny 
rushed  to  the  tree  and  grabbed 
his  gift  for  me  and  thrust  it  into 
my  hands.  My  hands  shook  as 
I  tore  apart  the  paper  and  rib- 
bons. 

"Look,"  I  exclaimed,  holding 
it  up,  "a  beautiful  pink  finger- 
painted  wastepaper  basket."  My 
face,  I'm  sure  showed  my  excite- 
ment. Surprisingly  enough,  it 
was  a  large  ice-cream  carton  cov- 
ered with  his  own  hand-painted 
deer  and  other  Christmas  de- 
signs.   I  was  childishly  delighted. 

"Do  you  Hke  it?"  my  son 
asked,  forgetting  to  look  at  his 
own  gift  under  the  tree. 

"Like  it,"  I  said,  hugging  him, 
"I  love  it." 

After  the  gifts  were  unwrapped 
he  came  over  to  me  with  a  wor- 
ried look,  and  said,  "But,  Mother, 
you  didn't  get  an  automatic 
washer,  a  sewing  machine,  or  a 
red  dress.  Why  are  you  so  hap- 
py?" 

"I'm  happy,"  I  answered,  hold- 
ing him  from  me  where  I  could 
get  a  good  look  at  the  five-year- 
old  size  of  him,  "because  I  got  a 
wastepaper  basket,  a  pink,  hand- 
painted,  decorated  one,  that  ex- 
actly matches  my  bathroom 
walls." 

At  that  he  simply  cart-wheeled 
over  the  discarded  Christmas 
wrappings  right  into  the  branches 
of  the  Christmas  tree. 


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Lucy  Andrews  Lives  in  a  World  of  Handiwork 

Lucy  Andrews,  Driggs,  Idaho,  has  explored  to  its  many  corners 
the  fascinating  world  of  handicraft.  She  thinks  of  form  and  color  and 
design  and  texture  in  personal  terms:  "What  can  I  make  now?"  Her 
knitted  afghans  are  famous  in  her  home  valley  and  her  numerous 
articles  of  crocheting  grace  the  homes  of  her  friends  and  relatives. 
One  of  her  specialties  is  making  baby  quilts,  and  she  says  she  loves 
"the  rising  generation."  She  makes  braided  and  crocheted  rugs  in 
colorful  designs  and  in  sizes  for  every  room  in  the  house  where  a  rug 
is  needed. 

When  she  has  some  time  left  over  from  her  handicraft  activities, 
she  writes  letters  to  friends  and  relatives  living  afar  in  many  places, 
including  Alaska  and  England.  She  is  mother  of  five  children,  grand- 
mother to  seventeen,  and  great-grandmother  to  twenty-four.  Her  many 
years  of  devoted  Relief  Society  activities  have  included  service  as 
counselor,  work  meeting  leader,  secretary,  and  visiting  teacher,  and 
she  regards  Relief  Society  as  her  "second  self." 


934 


Lesson  Department 


Elder  Roy  W.  Doxey 

Lesson  €2  —  The  Revelation  on  Priesthood  (continued) 

(Text:  Doctrine  and  Covenants,  Section  84:43-120) 

For  First   Meeting,   March   1965 

Objective:  To  appreciate  that  the  Lord  has  provided  many  ways  by  which 

man  may  know  and  understand  the  plan  of  salvation  and 

the  place  of  the  Priesthood  in  the  plan. 


HEARKEN  TO  THE  SPIRIT 

The  call  is  sent  forth  in  Section 
84  that  all  people  should  give 
careful  heed  to  the  words  of  eter- 
nal life,  and  to  live  by  every 
word  that  comes  irom  God. 
(Verses  43-44.)  They. are  remind- 
ed that  the  word  of  the  Lord  is 
light  and  truth  and  that  this  en- 
lightenment comes  from  the  Spirit 
of  Jesus  Christ.  (Verse  45.) 
Those  who  hearken  to  this  Spirit 
come  unto  the  Father,  and  then 
the  Father  teaches  them  of  the 
covenant  and  gives  them  a  testi- 
mony of  the  truth.  (Verse  48.) 
But  the  Spirit  of  Christ  prepares 
the  person  for  acceptance  of  the 
fulness  of  truth.  Every  man  that 
comes  into  the  world  receives 
light  from  that  Spirit.  (D&C 
84:46;  88:11-13.) 


With  the  understanding  that 
everyone  is  a  child  of  God  in  the 
spirit,  we  recognize  why  the  Lord 
gives  to  all  of  his  children  a  guide 
to  lead  them  unto  all  truth.  The 
function  of  this  Spirit  and  its 
universality  are  enumerated  by 
President  George  Q.  Cannon  as 
follows : 

...  it  is  a  Spirit  that  pleads  with 
men  to  do  right.  The  heathen  have 
it.  There  is  no  degraded  Indian  in 
these  mountains  or  valleys  who  does 
not  have  a  portion  of  that  Spirit 
pleading  with  him  to  do  that  which  is 
right.  It  pleads  with  all  the  heathen, 
the  Pagan  as  well  as  the  Christian; 
the  Methodist  and  Baptist  a3  well  as 
the  Latter-day  Saints.  Everywhere 
throughout  the  earth  where  man 
dwells  this  Spirit  rests  upon  him.  It 
comes  from  God.  It  pleads  with  man 
to  do  right.  It  pleads  with  man  to 
resi.st  the  blandishments  of  Satan.  No 
man  ever  did  a  wrong  but  that  Spirit 


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DECEMBER  1964 


warned  him  of  it  to  a  greater  or  less 
extent  (Journal  of  Discourses  26: 
191). 

This  Spirit  should  not  be  con- 
fused with  the  Holy  Ghost  which 
is  given  to  those  who  obey  the 
principles  of  the  gospel  and  have 
hands  laid  upon  their  heads  for 
that  gift.  (Acts  5:32;  John 
14:16-17.) 


They  are  without  God,  without  gos- 
pel truth,  and  without  the  power  of 
redemption;  for  they  know  not  God 
nor  His  Gospel.  In  order  that  they 
may  be  redeemed  and  saved  from  the 
spiritual  death  which  has  spread  over 
the  world  like  a  pall,  they  must  re- 
pent of  their  sins,  and  be  baptized  by 
one  having  authority,  for  the  remis- 
sion of  their  sins,  that  they  may  be 
born  of  God  (Conference  Report,  Oc- 
tober  1899,  page  72). 


THE    RIGHTEOUS    AND    THE    WICKED      UNBELIEF    AMONG    THE    SAINTS 


In  connection  with  the  impor- 
tant truth  that  all  men  have  to  a 
greater  or  less  extent  the  Spirit 
of  the  Lord  which  enlightens 
them  and  gives  them  power  to 
discern  between  right  and  wrong, 
it  must  be  known  that,  through 
succumbing  to  the  enticings  of 
Satan,  sin  is  perpetuated.  Each 
individual,  to  some  degree,  is  in 
the  bondage  of  sin,  and,  there- 
fore, in  need  of  repentance.  The 
Lord  desires  that  his  children 
understand  the  need  for  their  ac- 
ceptance of  the  fulness  of  truth. 
It  is  only  by  the  atonement  of 
Jesus  Christ  that  sin  is  forgiven 
by  obedience  to  the  principles 
and  ordinances  of  the  gospel. 
That  person  who  does  not  come 
unto  Jesus  Christ  in  the  manner 
he  has  prescribed,  continues  to 
remain  under  the  bondage  of  sin 
or  spiritual  death.  On  the  other 
hand,  the  person  who  has  accept- 
ed Jesus  Christ  through  his 
Priesthood  has  come  into  spirit- 
ual life,  which  is  the  state  of  the 
righteous.  President  Joseph  F. 
Smith  has  set  this  forth  in  these 
words: 

.  .  .  Now,  all  the  world  today,  I  am 
sorry  to  say,  with  the  exception  of 
a  handful  of  i^eople  who  have  obeyed 
the  new  and  everlasting  covenant,  are 
suffering  this  spiritual  death.  They 
are  cast  out  from  the  presence  of  God. 


Notwithstanding  the  saint  has 
come  into  spiritual  life,  he  may 
lose  the  influence  of  the  Holy 
Ghost  due  to  sin.  When  Section 
84  was  received,  the  inhabitants 
of  Zion  had  not  paid  necessary 
attention  to  the  revelation  and 
the  inspired  writings  in  The  Book 
of  Mormon.  The  consequence  of 
this  neglect  and  unbelief  was 
darkness  of  mind.  (Verses  54-56.) 
Escape  from  this  condemnation 
was  open  to  Zion  on  condition 
that  she  abide  by  the  teachings 
of  the  revelations  and  not  talk 
about  them  only.  (Verse  57.)  Re- 
pentance would  bring  forth  re- 
sults beneficial  to  them,  but  sloth- 
fulness  would  bring  a  scourge  and 
judgment.  (Verse  58.) 

SIGNS   FOLLOW   THE    BELIEVER 

The  elders  addressed  in  this 
revelation  were  to  go  into  the 
world  testifying  unto  all  that,  as 
they  accepted  the  first  principles 
and  came  into  the  kingdom  of 
God,  the  Holy  Ghost  would  be 
received.  (D&C  84:62-64.)  The 
Lord  then  indicated  that  various 
signs  —  wonderful  works,  casting 
out  devils,  healing  the  sick,  etc. 
—  would  follow  the  believer. 
(Verses  65-72.) 

A  very  important  admonition 
was  given  the  elder  and  member 


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LESSON   DEPARTMENT 


who  participated  or  received  such 
a  blessing. 

But  a  commandment  I  give  unto 
them,  that  they  shall  not  boast  them- 
selves of  these  things,  neither  speak 
them  before  the  world;  for  these  things 
are  given  unto  you  for  your  profit  and 
for  salvation  (Verse  73). 

Miracles  have  been  in  the 
Church  of  Jesus  Christ  in  all  dis- 
pensations. The  spiritual  gifts  of 
the  Holy  Ghos!:,  one  of  which  is 
miracles,  are  a  part  of  the  fulness 
of  the  gospel.  (D&C  46:21.)  That 
signs  follow  the  believer  is  well 
known  to  the  Latter-day  Saint  for 
thousands  of  saints  can  testify 
that  these  blessings  have  been  re- 
ceived. We  may  correctly  say 
that  miracles  (signs)  are  a 
characteristic  of  the  true  Church. 
Miracles  in  and  of  themselves, 
however,  are  not  evidences  of  the 
truth.  Men  are  not  saved  in  the 
kingdom  of  God  by  miracles.  As 
stated  by  President  Brigham 
Young: 

The  Latter-day  Saints  and  every 
other  person  who  is  entitled  to  salva- 
tion, and  all  except  those  who  have 
sinned  against  the  Holy  Ghost,  may 
know  that  Jesus  is  the  Christ  in  the 
same  way  that  Peter  knew  it.  Miracles 
do  not  give  this  knowledge  to  man- 
kind, though  they  may  serve  as  col- 
lateral evidence  to  strengthen  the  be- 
liever. The  miracles  of  Jesus  were 
known  to  the  Jews,  yet  they  suffered 
him  to  be  put  to  death  as  a  deceiver 
of  mankind  and  one  possessed  of  a 
devil    (Journal  of  Discourses   10:193). 

What  means  are  at  the  disposal 
of  the  saint  that  he  may  tell  his 
friends  how  to  distinguish  be- 
tween the  genuine  and  the  spuri- 
ous representative  of  God?  Heal- 
ing is  only  one  of  the  many  parts 
of  the  gospel  of  Jesus  Christ.  To 
say  that  any  one  of  the  principles 


or  ordinances  is  the  gospel  would 
be  erroneous,  and  to  believe  that 
because  an  organization  has  an 
ordinance,  such  as  baptism,  that 
it  is  the  true  church  would  be 
equally  false.  The  key  to  discern- 
ing which  is  the  true  church  may 
be  stated  thus:  When  all  of  the 
principles  and  ordinances,  as 
taught  by  Christ,  are  combined 
in  the  one  organization,  there  the 
true  Church  exists.  For  our  pres- 
ent purpose,  if  a  healing  is  effect- 
ed in  an  organization  where  all 
of  the  truths  of  the  gospel  are  not 
taught,  then  that  organization 
does  not  have  the  power  of  sal- 
vation in  it.  The  purpose  of  the 
gospel  of  Christ  is  to  make  exal- 
tation in  the  celestial  kingdom 
possible.  If  the  authority  to  ad- 
minister the  saving  principles  and 
ordinances  of  the  gospel  is  not 
present,  then  there  is  no  exalta- 
tion possible. 

THE    LABORER    IS   WORTHY 
OF   HIS   HIRE 

With  the  command  that  the  en- 
tire world  should  have  the  mes- 
sage of  salvation  taught  to  them 
(D&C  84:75-76),  the  Lord  coun- 
seled his  servants  that  they  be- 
come as  his  "friends"  of  old,  to 
preach  the  gospel  with  power. 
(Verse  77.)  As  of  old,  they  were 
to  travel  without  purse  or  scrip 
(baggage)  to  prove  the  world, 
for  the  laborer  was  worthy  of  his 
hire.  All  of  those  who  would  take 
this  commission,  if  faithful  in  the 
discharge  of  their  duties,  would 
neither  be  weary  in  mind  nor  in 
body,  and  they  would  not  go  hun- 
gry or  without  water.  They  were 
not  to  be  concerned  with  the  ma- 
terial things  of  life. 

For,  consider  the  lilies  of  the  field, 
how  they  grow,  they  toil  not,  neither 


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DECEMBER   1964 


do  they  spin;  and  the  kingdoms  of 
the  world,  in  all  their  glory,  are  not 
arrayed  like  one  of  these. 

For  your  Father,  who  is  in  heaven, 
knoweth  that  you  have  need  of  all 
these  things. 

Therefore,  let  the  morrow  take 
thought  for  the  things  of  itself 
(Verses  82-84). 

When  Jesus  delivered  the  Ser- 
mon on  the  Mount  during  his 
mortal  ministry,  similar  counsel 
was  given  to  his  disciples.  (Matt. 
6:25-34.)  Some  writers  have 
criticized  this  sermon,  saying  that 
if  this  advice  were  taken  by  the 
world,  all  initiative  and  progress 
would  be  stopped.  Clarification  of 
this  point  is  made  in  The  Book  of 
Mormon  when  the  Sermon  on  the 
Mount  was  given  on  this  con- 
tinent. The  resurrected  Lord 
turned  to  the  Twelve  Disciples 
and  gave  to  them  this  admoni- 
tion; it  was  not  for  the  world. 
Again,  in  this  dispensation,  the 
counsel  is  not  for  the  world,  but 
for  those  who  are  called  into  his 
ministry,  and,  if  faithful,  the 
promises  will  be  fulfilled.  The  fol- 
lowing testimony  from  President 
John  Taylor  summarizes  the  ful- 
fillment of  this  promise  to  the 
faithful. 

...  I  see  men  around  me  in  every 
direction  who  have  travelled  thousands 
and  thousands  of  miles  without  purse 
or  scrip,  to  preach  the  Gospel  to  the 
nations  of  the  earth.  They  have  tra- 
versed plains,  mountains,  deserts, 
seas,  oceans  and  rivers;  they  have 
gone  forth  trusting  in  the  living  God, 
bearing  the  precious  seed  of  eternal 
life.  It  is  true  they  have  not  been 
comprehended  or  understood  by  the 
nations,  but  that  does  not  alter  the 
fact.  Many  who  went  forth  in  their 
weakness  have  returned  rejoicing, 
bringing  their  sheaves  with  them,  as 
trophies  of  the  victory  of  the  principles 
of  eternal  life  that  they  themselves  had 
communicated.     I  say  there  is  not  an- 


other instance  on  record  today  of  like 
disinterested,  affectionate  regard  for 
the  welfare  of  the  human  family  as 
has  been  manifested  by  the  Elders  of 
this  Church.  I  have  travelled  thou- 
sands and  hundreds  of  thousands  of 
miles  to  preach  the  Gospel  among  the 
nations  of  the  earth,  and  my  brethren 
around  me  have  done  the  same  thing. 
Did  we  ever  lack  anything  necessary 
to  eat,  drink  and  wear?  I  never  did. 
God  went  with  his  Elders,  and  they 
have  gathered  together  his  people  as 
they  are  here  today.  They  have  been 
seeking  to  carry  out  the  desire  of  the 
Lord  and  the  wish  pf  the  Almighty  in 
regard  to  the  human  family.  They 
were  told  to  go  trusting  in  the  name 
of  the  Lord,  and  he  would  take  care 
of  them  and  go  before  them,  and  that 
the  Spirit  should  go  with  them  and 
his  angels  accompany  them  (Journal 
of  Discourses  14:189). 

But  what  of  the  present?  For 
many  years  Latter-day  Saint  mis- 
sionaries have  taken  purse  and 
scrip.  With  the  speed-up  of  mis- 
sionary work  and  with  existing 
laws  against  this  practice,  the 
Lord  has  ruled  otherwise,  as  he 
did  in  the  meridian  dispensation. 
(Luke  22:36.)  In  reference  to 
this  change.  President  Charles  W. 
Penrose  has  said: 

.  .  .  Indeed,  all  my  ministry  among 
the  people  of  the  world  was  literally 
"without  purse  or  scrip."  Now  I  do 
not  say  this  should  be  done  now.  I 
believe  that  as  circumstances  change, 
the  Lord  changes  his  commandments, 
to  correspond  therewith.  As  Jesus 
taught,  a  great  many  of  you  who  went 
out  in  the  world  took  "neither  gold, 
nor  silver,  nor  brass  in  your  purses, 
nor  script  for  your  journey,  neither 
two  coats,  'for  the  labourer  is  worthy 
of  his  hire,'  "  but  afterwards  he  said: 
"When  I  sent  you  out  without  purse 
or  scrip,  did  you  lack  anything?  And 
they  said,  Nay,  Lord,'  "  l^ut  now  he 
said,  "He  that  hath  no  purse  let  him 
get  one  and  he  that  hath  no  sword 
let  him  buy  one."  Circumstances  had 
changed.  He  didn't  change,  but  the 
circumstances  being  changed  the  word 


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of  the  Lord  was  different.  So  in  these 
times  conditions  have  changed  very 
much  from  those  times  {Conference 
Report,  October   1921,  page  17). 

TAKE   NO  THOUGHT   BEFOREHAND 

The  Lord  also  counseled  the 
missionaries  of  this  dispensation 
to  treasure  up  in  their  minds  the 
words  of  life  that  when  the  ap- 
propriate hour  came,  the  words 
of  life  could  be  called  forth.  Al- 
though they  were  instructed  to 
take  no  thought  beforehand  what 
they  should  say,  they  were  to 
study  diligently  the  revelations 
necessary  to  teach  the  gospel. 
(D&C  84:85.)  The  missionary 
was  to  "reprove  the  world  of  all 
their  unrighteous  deeds,  and  to 
teach  them  of  a  judgment  which 
is  to  come"  (Verse  87). 

REWARDS   AND    PUNISHMENT 

All  who  assist  the  Lord's  serv- 
ants will  in  no  wise  lose  their  re- 
ward. On  the  other  hand,  those 
who  reject  his  missionaries  or  who 
fail  to  provide  for  them  when  re- 
quired, will  find  that  they  have 
brought  themselves  under  con- 
demnation. (D&C  84:88-91.)  It 
has  been  decreed,  also,  that  those 
places  that  reject  the  word  of  the 
Lord  will  be  condemned,  but  dili- 
gent search  should  be  made  in  the 
cities  and  villages  for  those  who 
will  hearken  to  the  message. 
(Verses  92-95.) 

When,  in  the  judgment  of  the 
Lord,  the  world  has  had  its  op- 
portunity to  accept  him  through 
his  servants,  and  as  predicted,  the 
world  at  large  will  have  rejected 
the  message,  plagues  shall  go 
forth  in  judgment  upon  the  na- 
tions (D&C  84:96-97;  63:32-37; 
45:26-44.)  The  earth  will  be 
cleansed  from  wickedness,  and  in 


that  day  all  shall  know  the  Lord 
as  the  King  of  Kings.  With 
knowledge  of  him  as  their  law- 
giver, they  that  remain  will  lift 
up  their  voices  in  singing  the  new 
song  given  in  verses  99  through 
102  in  Section  84. 

These  verses  speak  of  millen- 
nial conditions.  Zion  is  now  being 
built  upon  the  earth  in  prepara- 
tion for  the  Lord's  second  advent. 
In  time,  the  city  of  Zion  (New 
Jerusalem)  will  be  erected  to  the 
glory  of  God.  When  the  Savior 
comes  to  establish  his  kingdom 
upon  the  earth,  great  shall  be  the 
joy  of  the  redeemed,  who  have 
looked  for  that  glorious  day  from 
the  beginning.  Satan,  the  arch- 
enemy of  man,  no  longer  will  have 
influence  for  he  will  be  bound. 
The  promised  restitution  of  all 
things  (Acts  3:19-21)  will  have 
been  accomplished  in  the  gather- 
ing together  into  one  of  all  prom- 
ises and  activities  planned  for  the 
benefit  of  man.  The  Zion  of  Enoch 
and  the  Zion  of  the  latter  days 
will  meet  joyously.  (Moses  7:62- 
64.)  In  that  day  the  Lord  shall 
stand  on  the  earth  in  the  midst 
of  his  people  who  have  been  re- 
deemed by  his  power.  The  re- 
deemed shall  then  send  forth 
their  songs  of  praise  to  the  Most 
High. 

CONCLUSION 

In  order  that  the  persons  to 
whom  Section  84  was  addressed 
might  understand,  there  is  repeat- 
ed the  instruction  that  the  fami- 
lies of  the  missionaries  should  be 
cared  for,  and  the  Lesser  Priest- 
hood members  in  that  day  were 
to  prepare  the  way  for  the  preach- 
ing of  the  gospel.  (Verses  103- 
108.) 


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DECEMBER   1964 


The  important  counsel  was  giv- 
en that  each  man  should  stand  in 
his  own  office  and  none  should 
say  unto  the  other  there  was  no 
need  of  him.  (Verses  109-110.) 
In  this  Priesthood  revelation,  it  is 
appropriate  to  observe  that  the 
Priesthood,  which  gives  life  to  the 
Church  organization,  marks  the 
difference  between  the  true 
Church  of  Jesus  Christ  and  the 
dead  forms  of  religion.  Section  84 
ends  with  a  command  that  the 
Bishop  of  the  Church  carry  the 
message  of  warning  to  certain 
large  cities  of  the  United  States. 
In  time,  when  the  cup  of  iniquity 
is  full,  the  Lord's  power  will  be 


manifest,  and  he  shall  come  to 
reign  with  his  people.  (Verses 
111-120.) 

QUESTIONS   FOR   DISCUSSION 

1.  What  place  does  the  Spirit  of 
Christ  have  in  the  Hves  of  people? 

2.  Discuss:  Miracles  are  a  charac- 
teristic of  the  true  Church. 

3.  Acknowledging  that  miracles 
(healings,  for  example)  are  performed 
outside  of  the  true  Church,  what  ways 
does  the  member  of  the  Church  and 
his  non-member  friend  have  for  test- 
ing which  is  the  true  Church? 

4.  What  is  the  meaning  of  "the  la- 
borer is  worthy  of  his  hire"? 

5.  Name  as  many  millennial  condi- 
tions as  possible  in  the  song  to  be 
sung  by  the  redeemed. 


Jit^.^.^ 


-■>»— v^*:.  j<_      ^.v.-^. 


Christine  H.  Robinson 


Message  62 


'For  the  Word  of  the  Lord   Is  Truth,   and  Whatsoever   Is  Truth 
Is  Light  ..."  (D&C  84:45). 

Objective:  To  explain  the  nature  of  truth  and  to  show  the 
^>.^,,*-.».„.^  importance  of  searching  for  it  constantly. 


y/ 


For  First  Meeting,  March  1965 


Throughout  the  history  of  the 
world  one  of  man's  greatest 
quests  has  been  in  search  of  truth. 
Truth  is  the  motive  of  the  phi- 
losophers, the  principal  promoter 
of  the  poets,  the  compelling  quest 
of  the  scientists,  and  the  heart  of 
all  of  man's  religious  yearnings. 


The  world  and  all  that  is  in  it 
move  forward  on  the  foundation 
of  truth.  It  is  the  unchangeable 
basis  of  all  of  life's  existence  and 
of  its  progress  and  development. 
As  emphasized  in  this  quota- 
tion from  the  84th  Section  of  the 
Doctrine    and     Covenants,     the 


940 


LESSON   DEPARTMENT 


Savior  came  into  the  world  to  re- 
store truth  and  Hght.  He  estab- 
Hshed  his  gospel  to  lighten  our 
patTTs  through  this  mortal  exis- 
tence so  that  we  might  have  life 
everlasting  and  have  it  more 
abundantly.  The  Savior's  life 
was"~the  personification  of  light 
and  truth.  He  said,  "I  am  the 
light  of  the  world:  he  that  fol- 
loweth  me  shall  not  walk  in  dark- 
ness, but  shall  have  the  light  of 
life"  (John  8:12). 

What  is  truth?  Although  this 
question  has  echoed  down 
through  the  ages  we  are  given  the 
answer  in  modern  revelation, 
("truth  is  knowledge  of  things  as 
^'  they  are,  as  they  were,  and  as 
they  are  to  come"  (D&C  93:24). 
One  of  our  favorite  hymns  says: 

Yes,    say,    what    is    truth?    'Tis    the 
brightest  prize 

To  which  mortals  or  Gods  can  aspire; 

Go  search  in  the  depths  where  it  glit- 
tering lies 

Or    ascend   in   pursuit   to    the   loftiest 
skies. 
\     'Tis  an  aim  for  the  noblest  desire. 

*  (John  Jaques,  Hymns,  Church  of 
I  Jesus  Christ  of  Latter-day  Saints, 
I  page  143). 

*  /  Our  most  important  endeavor 
V,  in  this  life  is  to  seek  and  apply 

truth^  A  fundamental  principle 
I  oTThe  restored  gospel  is  that 
man  is  saved  no  faster  than  he 
gains  knowledge.  Wisdom  and 
knowledge  are  derived  from  truth. 
Truth  brings  progress.  It  is  the 
foundation  of  happiness.  It  is  the 
only  path  which  leads  to  the  full 
growth  and  development  of  the 
human  soul. 

One  of  the  encouraging  facts 
about  truth  is  that  it  is  all  around 
us  and  is  readily  available  to  all 
of  us  who  sincerely  seek  it. 

Many  years  ago  during  a  bad 


storm  a  cargo  ship  was  driven  far 
out  of  her  course.  She  was  badly 
disabled  and  in  helpless  condi- 
tion. The  tide  carried  her  into  a 
strange  bay.  The  fresh  water 
supply  was  soon  exhausted  on  the 
ship  and  the  crew  suffered  the 
agony  of  thirst.  They  dared  not 
drink  of  the  salt  water  in  which 
they  thought  their  vessel  floated. 
Finally,  in  desperation,  one  of  the 
sailors  lowered  a  bucket  over  the 
ship's  side  and  against  the  plead- 
ings of  his  companions  he  tasted 
the  beverage  they  all  thought  was 
sea  water.  To  his  great  joy  and 
amazement  the  water  was  fresh, 
cool,  and  life-giving.  The  boat 
had  actually  drifted  into  the 
mouth  of  a  great  river,  and  fresh 
water  was  all  around  it.  The  sail- 
ors had  simply  to  reach  down  an^ 
accept  the  new  life  and  strength 
for  which  they  had  prayed.  (Jor- 
dan, William  George:  Self  Con- 
trol, page  71.) 

Like  this  life-giving  water, 
truth,  too,  is  all  around  us.  If  we 
are  wise,  like  the  thirsty  sailors, 
we  will  reach  out  for  the  truth 
and  make  it  part  of  our  lives.        , 

The  Savior  said,  "And  ye  shall  ! 
know  the  truth,  and  the  truth 
shall  make  you  free"  (John/ 
8:32).  To  know  the  truth  can 
make  us  free,  free  from  sin,  free 
from  temptation,  free  from  fear, 
and  free  to  enjoy  the  glorious 
blessings  and  the  full  develop- 
ment of  our  talents  and  person- 
alities. President  Joseph  F. 
Smith  said,  "If  you  will  learn  the 
truth  and  walk  in  the  light  of 
truth,  ye  shall  be  made  free  from 
the  errors  of  men  and  of  crafts; 
you  will  be  above  suspicion  and 
above  wrong-doing  of  every  de- 
scription" {Gospel  Doctrine,  page 
10). 


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In  order  to  enjoy  the  rich  bless- 
ings which  come  with  truth  it 
must  be  appHed  and  acted  upon. 
Elder  Richard  L.  Evans  said, 
"There  is  no  more  virtue  in  the 
mere  possession  of  truth  than 
there  is  in  the  mere  possession  of 


food.  Neither  will  save  a  man 
unless  he  uses  it  and  uses  it  wise- 
ly." 

Certainly,  the  word  of  the  Lord 
is  truth  and  we,  his  children, 
should  seek  it  constantly  and  ap- 
ply it  to  our  lives. 


■V 


Alberta  H.  Christensen 

Lesson  2  —  The  Eternal  Family 

(A  Course  to  Be  Studied  at  Work  Meeting,  January  Through  September  1965) 

For  Second  Meeting,  February  1965 

Objective:   To  consider  the  present  and  ultimate  status  of  the  family  that  we 

may  guide  ourselves  and  our  children  to  that  eternal 

destiny  intended  by  the  Creator. 


THE  FAMILY  —  A   BASIC   UNIT 
OF  SOCIETY 

No  subject  is  of  greater  interest 
or  concern  to  the  Latter-day 
Saint  mother  than  that  of  the 
present  status  and  ultimate  des- 
tiny of  the  family.  As  the  mother 
of  a  family,  her  concern  is  a 
natural  one,  for  to  her,  family 
means  home.  It  means  husband 
and  children.  It  means  protect- 
ing care,  and  it  involves  all  the 
emotions  of  human  relationship 
that  bind  and  endear  one  to  an- 
other. 


We  know,  from  observation, 
that  the  family  is  of  utmost  im- 
portance to  organized  society; 
that  communities  are  made  up 
of  families;  that  nations  are  an 
aggregation  of  communities;  and 
that  the  world-family  is  the  sum 
total  of  its  multiple  nations. 
Thus,  the  family,  the  producer 
of  society,  is  its  basic  unit.  Those 
governments  which  have  attained 
a  high  place  in  the  world's  his- 
tory have  been  those  which  have 
given  recognition  to  the  home  as 
a  fundamental  institution. 


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THE   FUNCTION   OF   THE    FAMILY 

From  personal  experience,  we 
know  that  the  newborn  child  is 
almost  completely  helpless.  It 
can  neither  speak  nor  walk.  It  is 
wholly  dependent  upon  the  as- 
sistance of  others  even  to  sur- 
vive. In  some  cultures,  society 
demands  that  families  give  their 
children  certain  necessary  care. 
If  such  is  not  given,  some  states 
assume  the  right  to  take  children 
from  their  families  and  give  them 
to  those  who  can  and  will  provide 
that  care. 

Beyond  the  giving  of  essential 
physical  care,  parents  and  family 
members  contribute  to  the  de- 
velopment of  a  child  by  example 
and  by  conscious  teaching.  Im- 
portant as  schools  have  been  and 
are,  the  home  remains  the  pri- 
mary educational  institution.  It 
is  in  the  home  that  the  child  first 
learns  that  which  he  must  do  to 
obtain  his  diesHgBd  goals;  that  cer- 
tain kinds  of  :beha¥i©inwill  bring 
satisfaction  or  di^qjproval.  Thus 
the  child  becomes  oriented  with- 
in the  family,  and  this  socializa- 
tion enables  him  to  develop  be- 
havior patterns  which  will  make 
him  an  acceptable  member  of 
that  larger  world  beyond  the 
circle  of  the  home. 

If  the  family  is  the  basic  unit 
of  a  given  culture,  then  the  home 
is  in  a  position  to  exert  a  mater- 
ial influence  upon  that  culture. 
The  relationship  between  them  is 
a  complex  one,  each  exerting  an 
influence  upon  the  other.  It  is 
often  said  that  the  strength  of  a 
nation  is  no  greater  than  the 
strength  of  its  individual  homes. 
We  may  also  say  that  the  moral- 
ity of  a  community  is  the  result 
of  the  morality  of  its  individual 


homes.  This  being  so,  what  a 
great  responsibility  rests  upon 
families  —  upon  the  parents  of 
those  individual  families! 

THE  DIVINE  AND  ETERNAL 
STATUS  OF  THE  FAMILY 

How  blessed  we  are,  as  Latter- 
day  Saints,  to  know  that  the 
family  organization  has  eternal 
status;  that  in  the  divine  plan  of 
existence,  the  family  occupies  a 
central  position.  "Our  very  con- 
cept of  heaven  itself,"  wrote  El- 
der Stephen  L  Richards,  "is  little 
more  than  the  projection  of  the 
home  into  eternity." 

What  a  glad  tiding  this  is! 
Surely  countless  thousands  of 
Christian  men  and  women  have 
yearned  and  prayed  for  a  reunion 
with  their  parents  and  their  chil- 
dren in  the  life  hereafter. 

The  gospel  of  Jesus  Christ 
teaches  that  our  families  will 
have  continuity  within  the  celes- 
tial kingdom,  provided  we  fulfill 
the  requirements  upon  which 
this  great  blessing  is  predicated. 
This  truth  leads  us  to  consider 
seriously  the  specific  require- 
ments which  must  be  met  in 
mortal  life.  Later  lessons  will 
emphasize  the  principles  of  the 
gospel  which  must  be  carried  out 
by  the  parents  and  in  the  home, 
if  this  eternal  blessing  is  to  be 
realized. 

In  order  to  understand  the 
function  of  the  family  in  fulfill- 
ing the  divine  purpose,  it  may  be 
helpful  to  review  briefly  such 
phases  of  our  existence  as  are 
known  to  us  through  revelation. 
"For  behold,  this  is  my  work  and 
my  glory  —  to  bring  to  pass  the 
immortality  and  eternal  life  of 
man,"  are  the  words  of  the  Cre- 
ator, found  in  Moses  1:39. 


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DECEMBER  1964 


Man  was  also  in  the  beginning  with 
God.  Intelligence,  or  the  light  of 
truth,  was  not  created  or  made,  neith- 
er indeed  can  be   (D&C  93:29). 

And  God  said.  Let  us  make  man 
in  our  image,  after  our  likeness.  .  .  . 

So  God  created  man  in  his  own 
image,  in  the  image  of  God  created 
he  him;  male  and  female  created  he 
them    (Genesis  1:26-27). 

God  is  the  Father  of  our  spirit 
bodies,  and  the  next  stage  in  our 
progression  toward  immortality, 
the  stage  in  which  we  live  at 
present,  is  that  of  earth  life. 
With  a  mortal  body  we  are  given 
the  opportunity  of  having  the 
varied  experiences  which  test  our 
faith,  our  ability  to  discern  and 
choose,  and  our  willingness  to 
comply  with  certain  important 
and  divine  directives.  We  are  giv- 
en the  opportunity  of  marriage 
and  parenthood;  the  opportunity 
to  perform  services  which  will 
bring  satisfaction  and  enduring 
joy. 

After  mortal  life,  and  as  resur- 
rected beings,  we  shall  be  as- 
signed to  that  kingdom  for  which 
our  thinking,  our  faith,  and  our 
actions  have  prepared  us. 

In  one  sense,  the  mortal  family 
is  in  partnership  with  our 
Heavenly  Father.  We  assist  him, 
as  well  as  ourselves,  in  achieving 
the  divine  purposes  of  creation. 
We  do  this  by  bringing  other 
spirit  children,  who  are  our 
spiritual  brothers  and  sisters,  in- 
to mortal  life.  It  is  impossible 
for  us,  in  this  human  state,  to 
comprehend  fully  the  extent  of 
the  divine  love  of  the  Father  for 
these  opportunities.  Likewise,  it 
is  impossible  for  us  to  appreciate 
fully  the  divine  love  of  our  Elder 
Brother,  Jesus  Christ,  who  vol- 
untarily gave  his  life  that  we 
might     have     immortality     and, 


through  obedience,  achieve  exal- 
tation. 

THE    FAMILY  AND  THE 
PATRIARCHAL   ORDER 

The  pattern  of  paternal  re- 
sponsibility for  wife  and  children 
is  known  as  a  patriarchal  family 
system.  Throughout  the  ages  of 
history  this  family  pattern  has 
been  variously  expressed,  too  of- 
ten sadly  violating  the  spirit  of 
the  patriarchal  order  as  originally 
established.  In  some  cultures 
the  father  has  exercised  such 
complete  jurisdiction  that  he  has 
been  known  to  sell  or  even  put 
to  death  members  of  his  family. 

This  is,  indeed,  a  far  departure 
from  the  plan  of  the  Lord.  It  was 
the  divine  intent,  that  a  father 
should  not  only  bless  the  mem- 
bers of  his  family  according  to 
his  patriarchal  right,  but  that  he 
also  should  be  a  blessing  to  them. 

In  the  kingdom  established  by 
the  Lord,  the  family  and  the 
powers  and  authority  of  the 
Priesthood  are  inseparably  con- 
nected. We  read  that  Priesthood 
was  originally  exercised  in  the 
patriarchal  order;  that  those  who 
held  it  exercised  their  powers 
first  by  right  of  their  fatherhood. 

It  is  so  with  the  great  Elohim.  This 
first  and  strongest  claim  on  our  love, 
reverence  and  obedience  is  based  on 
the  fact  that  he  is  the  Father,  the 
Creator,  of  all  mankind.  Without  him 
we  are  not,  and  consequently  we 
owe  to  him  existence  and  all  that 
flows  therefrom  —  all  we  have  and 
all  that  we  are.  .  .  .  But  as  men  on 
earth  cannot  act  in  God's  stead  as  his 
representatives  without  the  authority, 
appointment  and  ordination  naturally 
follow  (Smith,  Joseph  F.:  Gospel 
Doctrine,  1956  ed.,  page  147). 

In  fact,  the  Priesthood  which 
prevailed  from  Adam  to  Moses 


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LESSON   DEPARTMENT 


was  the  Patriarchal  Order  .  .  . 
''the  direction  of  the  Church  in 
those  days  was  by  patriarchs" 
(Smith,-  Joseph  Fielding:  Doc- 
trines of  Salvation,  111:104).  We 
may  add  that  one  of  the  greatest 
contributions  derived  from  an- 
cient scripture  is  its  historical 
and  doctrinal  ''support  of  the 
unity  of  the  family  in  the  patri- 
archal order"  (Richards,  Stephen 
L:  Where  Is  Wisdom,  page  6). 

It  is  evident  from  the  following 
scriptural  excerpt,  that  Abraham 
was  familiar  with  the  Patriarchal 
Order.  That  he  desired  the  bless- 
ings of  the  fathers  and  the  right 
whereunto  he  should  be  ordained 
to  administer  the  same,  is  con- 
firmed in  the  Book  of  Abraham, 
1:4:  "I  sought  for  mine  appoint- 
ment unto  the  Priesthood  ac- 
cording to  the  appointment  of 
God  unto  the  fathers  concerning 
the  seed." 

Through  recent  courses  of 
study  concerning  the  relation- 
ship of  Priesthood  to  Church 
government  and  to  the  home,  Re- 
lief Society  sisters  are  aware  of 
the  fact  that  our  Father's  "house 
is  a  house  of  order."  They  know 
that  the  Priesthood  represents 
the  authority  given  by  the  Lord 
to  his  worthy  sons  to  carry  out 
various  ordinances  and  to  repre- 
sent him  in  various  ways.  It 
entitles  the  bearer  to  guidance  in 
presiding  over  his  family.  If, 
however,  the  husband  who  holds 
the  Melchizedek  Priesthood  is  to 
receive  divine  sanction  and  the 
blessing  of  the  Lord,  he  must  pre- 
side according  to  righteous  prin- 
ciples. 

If  the  family  is  to  enjoy  eternal 
continuity,  certain  ordinances,  in- 
cluding  temple  marriage,    which 


involve  the  wife  as  well  as  the 
bearer  of  the  Priesthood,  must  be 
performed.  Both  must  be  wor- 
thy and  their  worthiness  must  be 
maintained  in  faith  and  with 
obedience  to  the  covenants  made. 

GOSPEL  TEACHING   — 
A   FAMILY    FUNCTION 

And  ye  will  not  suffer  your  chil- 
dren that  they  go  hungry,  or  naked; 
neither  will  ye  suffer  that  they  trans- 
gress the  laws  of  God.   .  .   . 

But  ye  will  teach  them  to  walk  in 
the  ways  of  truth  and  soberness;  ye 
will  teach  them  to  love  one  another, 
and  to  serve  one  another  (Mosiah 
4:14-15). 

From  the  viewpoint  of  gospel 
teaching,  the  function  and  re- 
sponsibility of  the  family  go  far 
beyond  that  of  equipping  the 
child  physically  to  meet  the 
world.  The  home  should  prepare 
him  to  meet  life  with  faith  in 
himself,  and  with  a  feeling  of 
security  and  courage.  Especially 
should  he  be  equipped  with  a 
firm  belief  that  he  is  a  child  —  a 
beloved  child  —  of  God. 

SUMMARY 

The  family  is  the  basic  unit  of 
organized  society.  As  such,  it 
carries  the  responsibility  of  be- 
ing an  influence  for  good  upon 
that  society.  Through  ancient 
and  modern  revelation  we  know 
of  the  divine  and  eternal  status 
of  the  family,  and  that  by  com- 
plying with  certain  designated 
requirements,  the  family,  as  such, 
may  continue  throughout  eter- 
nity. As  believers  in  the  gospel 
of  Jesus  Christ,  it  is  our  respon- 
sibility and  our  privilege  to  share 
in  this  great  and  eternal  joy. 


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THOUGHTS    FOR    DISCUSSION 

1.  In  what  concrete  ways  can  our 
families  influence  the  community  for 
good? 

2.  How  can  we  help  our  children 
realize  the  importance  of  family  con- 
tinuity in  the  eternity? 

3.  How   can   we   help   our   children 


understand  that  divine  command- 
ments are  given  as  a  guide  and  a 
blessing,  and  not  as  arbitrary  restric- 
tions? 

4.  Many  people  attend  Church 
from  their  childhood  on,  yet  they  do 
not  get  married  in  the  temple.  Why 
is  this? 


Elder  Robert  K.  Thomas 

Lesson  6  —  Exploring  Right  and  Wrong  Attitudes  through  Literature  —  Part  II 

(Text:  Out  of  the  Best  Books,  pp.  111-280) 

For  Third  Meeting,  March  1965 

Objective:  To  demonstrate  how  literature  dramatizes 
the  evil  of  selfishness  and  affirms  the  ideal  of  unselfishness. 


The  lesson  for  this  month  cen- 
ters attention  on  four  short 
stories:  "Birthday  Party"  by 
Katharine  Brush,  "The  New 
Dress"  by  Virginia  Woolf,  "The 
Dry  Rock"  by  Irwin  Shaw,  and 
"QuaHty"  by  John  Galsworthy. 
All  four  stories,  with  generous 
comments  on  each,  are  printed  in 
full  in  the  literature  text,  where 
they  should  be  studied. 

Fortunately,  one  of  the  four 
stories,  "Birthday  Party,"  is 
short  enough  that  it  can  be  in- 
cluded in  full  in  this  lesson: 

BIRTHDAY  PARTY 

by  Katherine  Brush 

They  were  a  couple  in  their 
late  thirties,  and  they  looked  un- 


mistakably married.  They  sat  on 
the  banquette  opposite  us  in  a 
little  narrow  restaurant,  having 
dinner.  The  man  had  a  round, 
self-satisfied  face,  with  glasses  on 
it;  the  woman  was  fadingly 
pretty,  in  a  big  hat.  There  was 
nothing  conspicuous  about  them, 
nothing  particularly  noticeable, 
until  the  end  of  their  meal,  when 
it  suddenly  became  obvious  that 
this  was  an  Occasion — in  fact,  the 
husband's  birthday,  and  the  wife 
had  planned  a  little  surprise  for 
him. 

It  arrived,  in  the  form  of  a 
small  but  glossy  birthday  cake, 
with  one  pink  candle  burning  in 
the  center.  The  headwaiter 
brought  it  in  and  placed  it  before 
the  husband,  and  meanwhile  the 


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violin-and-piano  orchestra  played 
"Happy  Birthday  to  You,"  and 
the  wife  beamed  with  shy  pride 
over  her  httle  surprise,  and  such 
few  people  as  there  were  in  the 
restaurant  tried  to  help  out  with 
a  pattering  of  applause.  It  became 
clear  at  once  that  help  was 
needed,  because  the  husband  was 
not  pleased.  Instead  he  was  hot- 
ly embarrassed,  and  indignant  at 
his  wife  for  embarrassing  him. 

You  looked  at  him  and  you  saw 
this  and  you  thought,  "Oh,  now, 
don't  be  like  that!"  But  he  was 
like  that,  and  as  soon  as  the  little 
cake  had  been  deposited  on  the 
table,  and  the  orchestra  had  fin- 
ished the  birthday  piece,  and  the 
general  attention  had  shifted 
from  the  man  and  the  woman,  I 
saw  him  say  something  to  her 
under  his  breath — some  punish- 
ing thing,  quick  and  curt  and  un- 
kind. I  couldn't  bear  to  look  at 
the  woman  then,  so  I  stared  at 
my  plate  and  waited  for  a  long 
time.  Not  long  enough,  though. 
She  was  still  crying  when  I  fin- 
ally glanced  over  there  again. 
Crying  quietly  and  heartbroken- 
ly  and  hopelessly,  all  to  herself, 
under  the  gay  big  brim  of  her 
best  hat. 

Comments  on  "Birthday  Party" 

Katharine  Brush  (1902 — )  is 
an  American  journalist,  novel- 
ist, and  short-story  writer.  Al- 
though her  work  is  popular,  it  is 
also  of  excellent  quality,  as  the 
preceding  story  shows. 

"Birthday  Party"  is  a  very 
short  short-story,  but  a  whole 
drama  of  life  is  compressed  into 
its  three  little  paragraphs.  The 
two   qualities   that  have   always 


characterized  short  stories — brev- 
ity and  unity — are  seen  here  in 
exaggeration:  the  goal  of  a  short 
story  writer  having  always  been 
to  use  words  economically  and 
to  make  them  all  pertain  to  a 
central  theme  or  mood  or  charac- 
ter portrayal.  Note  how  precisely 
each  word  is  chosen  in  this  story, 
as  precisely  as  if  it  were  a  lyric 
poem.  From  an  Aristotelian  point 
of  view,  the  little  story  is  artistic- 
ally almost  flawless. 

The  scene  presented  in  the 
story  is  not  pretty.  Obviously  the 
marriage  has  gone  sour  and  neith- 
er husband  nor  wife  is  happy,  at 
least  not  this  day.  It  is  as  if  the 
skin  of  life  had  been  peeled  back 
exposing  the  raw  sore  of  a  mar- 
riage failure,  or  at  least  a  nasty 
marriage  quarrel. 

The  most  interesting  point  for 
discussion  is  to  see  how  the  auth- 
or has  in  a  few  deft  phrases  sug- 
gested the  source  of  the  marriage 
problem.  Note  how  basically  dif- 
ferent the  husband  and  wife  are. 
The  "fading  pretty"  woman  ap- 
parently is  sentimental,  romantic, 
nostalgically  looking  to  the  past 
and  trying  to  hold  on  to  the  ro- 
mance that  is  also  fading.  The 
husband  is  brusque  and  practi- 
cal. But  is  the  problem  simply 
that  they  are  different? 

Who  is  the  villain  of  the  little 
story?  That  the  husband  is  cruel 
is  obvious.  He  deliberately  says 
cutting  words  to  his  wife,  delib- 
erately hurts  her.  Such  action  is, 
of  course,  inexcusably  mean  and 
crude — especially  since  he  knows 
that  his  wife  has  tried  to  do  some- 
thing sweet  for  him. 

But  is  the  wife  also  at  fault? 
Obviously  the  husband  is  unfeel- 
ing towards  his  wife's  wishes  and 


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needs.  Is  she  also  unfeeling  to- 
wards his?  If  she  really  loved  and 
understood  him,  if  she  really 
thought  of  him  and  not  of  her- 
self, would  she  plan  a  public  party 
for  his  birthday?  Wouldn't  she 
know  that  such  a  party  would  em- 
barrass him?  Wouldn't  she  realize 
that  he  would  be  annoyed  by  a 
public  display  of  personal  senti- 
ment? 

Note  on  the  Other  Stories 

The  remaining  three  stories 
covered  by  this  lesson  are  too 
long  to  be  printed  here  and  will 
need  to  be  studied  in  the  Utera- 
ture  text.  All  that  we  can  do 
here  is  comment  briefly  on  them 
to  show  how  they,  too,  expose 
the  evil  of  selfishness  and,  direct- 
ly or  by  implication,  affirm  the 
ideal  of  unselfishness. 

Comments  on  "The  New  Dress" 

Virginia  Woolf  (1882-1941), 
author  of  "The  New  Dress,"  is 
one  of  the  most  gifted  of  English 
short-story  writers. 

"The  New  Dress"  is  written  in 
the  third  person.  It  takes  place 
entirely  within  the  mind  of  Mabel 
Waring,  letting  us  know  her 
thoroughly,  perhaps  even  more 
thoroughly  than  we  know  our- 
selves. Principally  the  story  is  a 
character  sketch,  or  personality 
study — revealing  Mabel  as  a  very 
selfish  woman,  and  therefore  a 
very  limited  and  unhappy  woman. 

Having  the  right  attitudes  may 
not  be  everything  in  the  world, 
but  it  is  certainly  one  of  the  most 
important  things.  Two  people  can 
have  essentially  the  same  jobs, 
same    incomes,     same     environ- 


ments, same  experiences — yet  one 
will  be  happy  and  the  other  un- 
happy. The  difference  is  attitude. 
Two  writers  can  look  at  the  same 
world  around  them  with  the  same 
mixture  of  good  and  evil,  of  the 
beautiful  and  the  ugly — yet  one 
will  react  to  it  optimistically  and 
the  other  pessimistically.  The 
difference  is  again  attitude. 
Whether  we  are  happy  or  unhap- 
py, optimistic  or  pessimistic,  af- 
firmative or  negative,  apprecia- 
tive or  fault-finding,  pleasant  or 
sour  depends  not  so  much  on  ex- 
ternal incidents  as  on  inner  atti- 
tudes. 

Unfortunately,  some  people  are 
like  Mabel  Waring.  She  is  pain- 
fully self-conscious  and  unhealth- 
ily self-pitying.  In  her  extreme 
introversion  she  spends  all  of  her 
time  imagining  what  others  are 
thinking  about  her,  and  generally 
imagining  the  worst.  She  is  so 
concerned  with  herself  and  her 
appearance  that  she  can  think  of 
nothing  else,  do  nothing  con- 
structive. Obviously  she  needs  to 
follow  the  advice  of  Christ  and 
forget  herself  in  the  service  of 
others,  thus  finding  herself  by 
losing  herself.  One  might  say  that 
she  has  an  extreme  inferiority 
complex.  But  there  is  something 
strange  about  an  inferiority  com- 
plex: It  is  also  a  superiority  com- 
plex. Mabel  is  so  obsessed  with 
feeling  sorry  for  herself  that  she 
thinks  other  people  spend  their 
time  pitying  her,  when  the  truth 
is  that  other  people  probably  are 
not  even  aware  of  her  much  of 
the  time.  An  egoist,  even  a  self- 
pitying  egoist,  is  generally  deep 
down  inside  also  an  egotist.  And 
so  Mabel  goes  on  year  after  year 
seeing  herself  as  a  drab  fly  try- 


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ing  to  crawl  over  the  edge  of  a 
saucer  with  all  the  beautiful  but- 
terflies looking  on  and  scorning 
her. 

If  one  has  tendencies  to  be  like 
Mabel,  great  strength  of  will  is 
necessary  to  throw  off  the  self- 
pity  and  develop  a  healthy  atti- 
tude toward  oneself  and  one's 
environment.  But  it  can  be  done. 
The  first  step  is  to  recognize  the 
tendencies,  and  the  second  step  is 
to  exert  the  constant  will  power 
necessary  to  overcome  them.  One 
purpose  for  including  ''The  New 
Dress"  in  the  literature  text  is 
that  seeing  the  unwholesome 
qualities  in  Mabel  may  help  us 
to  detect  them  in  ourselves  if  they 
are  present. 

Comments  on  "The  Dry  Rock" 

Irwin  Shaw  (1913 — )  is  a  gift- 
ed contemporary  American  writ- 
er, and  his  story  "The  Dry  Rock" 
is  a  very  simple  yet  very  powerful 
selection.  It  is  easy  to  read  and 
understand,  its  characters  are 
distinctly  drawn,  and  its  message 
is  explicit.  A  realistic  richness  of 
detail  makes  it  remarkably  con- 
vincing, effective,  and,  above  all, 
meaningful. 

The  best  way  to  approach  this 
story  is  to  start  with  an  examin- 
ation of  its  characters,  all  sharp- 
ly focused  and  placed  in  opposi- 
tion to  each  other.  First  there  is 
Leopold  Tarloff,  the  foreign  cab- 
driver — a  little  old  man,  pathet- 
ically proud,  who  years  ago  came 
from  a  distant  land  to  a  strange 
city  to  seek  his  fortune.  Now, 
years  later,  he  is  just  a  little  old 
man  with  a  small  job  in  a  great 
city.  Neither  fame  nor  fortune 
has  come  to  him,  yet  he  still  has 


what  for  him  was  always  most 
important — his  simple  faith  in 
honor  and  justice.  And  in  con- 
trast to  this  little  cabby  there  is 
young  Rusk  —  arrogant,  noisy, 
disrespectful,  and  crude.  His  vul- 
gar, slangy  language  immediately 
gives  him  away  as  unrefined  and 
coarse. 

The  contrast  between  Mr.  Fitz- 
simmons  and  his  wife  is  almost 
as  sharp.   Fitzsimmons  is  moved 

by  the  plight  of  the  old  cabby  and 
feels  a  strong  duty  to  stand  by 
him,  even  at  the  cost  of  a  quarrel 
with  his  wife.  He  knows  that  the 
cabby's  cause  is  just,  and  he  feels 
a  responsibility  to  do  something 
for  him.  Mrs.  Fitzsimmons,  on 
the  other  hand,  is  as  little  con- 
cerned with  justice  as  is  Rusk; 
and  her  language,  although  more 
sophisticated,  is  just  as  crude  and 
even  more  nastily  sarcastic.  She 
is  utterly  selfish.  As  to  principle, 
of  course  she  believes  in  it,  as 
long  as  it  doesn't  inconvenience 
her — as  long  as  it  doesn't  make 
her  late  for  a  dinner  party. 

As  the  story  draws  to  its  close, 
Tarloff  stands  all  alone — aban- 
doned high  and  dry  on  the  rock 
of  principle.  Only  after  Fitzsim- 
mons yields  to  the  pressure  of 
expediency  and  shrugs  Tarloff  off 
his  conscience  does  the  old  cabby 
wearily  know  that  he  is  defeated. 
Even  then  he  maintains  some  in- 
tegrity by  refusing  the  ten  dol- 
lars. 

One  value  of  such  a  story  as 
this  is  that  it  brings  dramatically 
into  focus  the  need  to  live  by 
principles.  In  an  age  when  con- 
venience and  rush  threaten  to 
shape  all  our  decisions,  wherever 
we  live,  we  need  to  be  reminded 
that  there  are  principles  of  hon- 


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esty  and  justice  and  freedom  and 
purity  so  important  that  they 
must  remain  unviolated  at  any 
cost.  It  is  also  important  to  re- 
member that  if  principles  are  sac- 
rificed in  small  situations,  they 
will  be  so  weakened  that  they  will 
not  be  strong  enough  to  stand  in 
big  situations.  Such  a  reminder, 
sharply  given  by  this  story, 
should  make  any  thoughtful 
reader  forever  after  a  little  more 
sensitive  in  conscience  when  con- 
fronted with  a  situation  where 
principle  is  involved. 

Comments  on  "Quality" 

John  Galsworthy  (1867-1933), 
English  author  of  ''Quality,"  is 
principally  known  as  a  novelist 
{The  Forsyte  Saga,  etc.)  but  is 
also  an  excellent  short-story 
writer. 

The  three  preceding  stories  dis- 
cussed in  this  lesson  all  expose, 
in  different  ways,  the  evil  of  self- 
ishness. In  contrast,  the  old  Ger- 
man bootmaker  who  is  the  central 
character  of  "QuaUty"  is  a  gen- 
uinely good  and  thoroughly  un- 
selfish man,  sympathetically  por- 
trayed by  Galsworthy  in  such  a 
way  as  at  once  to  be  both  ad- 
mired and  pitied — admired  for 
what  he  is,  and  pitied  for  what 
the  world  does  to  him. 

There  is  something  fine  and 
beautiful  and  sad  about  this 
story.  In  an  age  when  the  empha- 
sis is  too  much  on  quantity  and 
too  little  on  quality,  when  too 
many  people  have  their  eyes  fo- 
cused on  what  they  get  out  of 
life  rather  than  what  they  can 
give  to  life,  when  more  and  more 
people  want  more  and  more  mon- 
ey for  less  and  less  work,  and  too 


much  attention  is  given  to  time 
clocks  and  salary  checks — in  such 
an  age  this  story  serves  as  a  poig- 
nant reminder  that  quality  work- 
manship is  both  rare  and  valu- 
able. Someone  long  ago  said  that 
he  who  works  with  his  hands  is 
a  laborer,  pity  him;  he  who  works 
with  his  hands  and  his  head  is  a 
craftsman,  respect  him;  and  he 
who  works  with  his  hands  and 
his  head  and  his  heart  is  an  artist, 
honor  him. 

Surely  no  one  can  read  this 
story  without  gaining  a  greater 
reverence  for  unselfish  work  and 
high-quality  workmanship.  There 
is  a  satisfaction  in  doing  good 
work,  not  for  praise  or  reward, 
but  for  integrity's  sake,  simply 
because  "a  thing  worth  doing  is 
worth  doing  well."  Such  a  story 
as  this  should  make  us  ashamed 
of  any  work  that  is  less  than  the 
best  we  are  capable  of  doing, 
ashamed  of  any  selfish  short-cut 
or  compromise  that  sacrifices 
quality  —  and  should  make  us 
glow  with  respect  whenever  we 
see  work  of  the  highest  quality 
done  for  its  own  sake  and  because 
of  the  honesty  of  the  one  who 
does  it.  For  shoddy  work  is  in 
fact  a  kind  of  dishonesty. 


THOUGHTS    FOR   DISCUSSION 

1.  In  "Birthday  Party"  what  clues 
and  hints  does  the  author  give  to 
show  the  difference  between  the  hus- 
band and  wife  and  expose  the  failure 
of  their  marriage? 

2.  List  as  many  as  you  can  of 
Mabel's  qualities  in  "The  New  Dress" 
and  discuss  to  what  extent  these  qual- 
ities all  reflect  aspects  of  selfishness. 
What  could  Mabel  do  to  overcome 
these    self-destructive    qualities? 

3.  At     the      end      of     "The     Dry 


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Rock"  whom  does  Fitzsimmons  dis- 
like even  more  than  he  dislikes  his 
wife,  and  why? 

4.  In    every    day    life   are    we    con- 
fronted with  situations  when  we  must 


choose  between  principle  and  con- 
venience? Mention  some  similar  situ- 
ations. 

5.  In   "Quality,"    what   qualities   do 
we  most  admire  in  the  old  bootmaker? 


SOCIAL  SCIENCE     Divine  Law  and  Church  Government 
The  Functioning  of  Church  Government 


Elder  Ariel  S.  Ballif 

Lesson   19  —  The  Value  of  Church  Activity 

For  Fourth    Meeting,    March    1965 

Objective:  To  show  that  activity  in  the  Church 
is  essential  to  the  fulness  of  life. 


Human  beings  are  expected  by  their 
Creator  to  be  actively  employed  in  do- 
ing good  every  day  of  their  lives, 
either  in  improving  their  own  mental 
and  physical  condition  or  that  of  their 
neighbours  (Brigham  Young,  Journal 
of  Discourses,  9:190). 


BASIC  PHILOSOPHY 

Religious  activity  does  not  be- 
gin and  end  in  the  confines  of  a 
Church  structure.  Church  activ- 
ity is  found  in  the  persistent  ap- 
pHcation  of  the  teachings  of  Jesus 
Christ  in  every  human  endeavor. 

Jesus  was  always  ''about  his 
Father's  business"  which  was 
bringing  all  men  back  to  the  pres- 
ence of  the  Creator.  His  was  a 
life  of  continual  service  to  the 
children  of  men.     He  chose  men 


from  service  in  all  walks  of  life  to 
assist  him  and,  through  his  or- 
ganization, he  extended  the  op- 
portunity of  service  to  as  many  as 
accepted  his  teachings. 

From  a  formal  organizational 
point  of  view,  the  Lord  has  pro- 
vided unlimited  opportunities  for 
Church  members  to  serve.  Some 
of  the  assignments  are  small,  but 
all  are  important  to  the  successful 
functioning  of  the  total  program. 

The  Savior  did  not  confine  his 
activity  to  the  formal  structure  of 
the  Church  organization.  When- 
ever and  wherever  the  opportun- 
ity presented  itself  to  relieve  suf- 
fering, make  people  happy,  and 
justify  their  faith,  Christ  willing- 
ly offered  his  services.  He  set  the 
example  which  brings  to  mind  the 


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\ 


quotation,  "be  ye  doers  of  the 
word,  and  not  hearers  only.  .  .  ." 

The  spirit  of  the  gospel  is  serv- 
ice tempered  with  love,  faith,  arid 
integrity.  The  effective  function- 
ing of  Church  organization  is  de- 
pendent upon  a  participating 
membership.  It  is  the  active 
member  who  grows  in  belief  and 
faith.  The  real  joy  and  satisfac- 
tion that  come  from  missionary 
work  for  the  Church  come  from 
the  complete  dedication  of  the 
missionary  to  the  work  of  the 
Lord.  Every  moment  in  the  mis- 
sionary's day  in  the  field  is  de- 
voted to  the  advancing  of  the 
plan  of  life  and  salvation,  giving 
freely  of  himself  for  the  welfare 
and  improvement  of  others.  The 
challenge  is  for  every  member  to 
apply  the  principles  of  the  gospel 
with  a  zeal  equal  to  the  mission- 
ary work  and  with  equal  enthus- 
iasm to  his  daily  activities,  thus 
demonstrating  to  all  the  truths 
of  our  teachings. 

Church  service  implies  more 
than  filling  an  assignment  or 
merely  doing  something  for  some- 
one. Basic  to  service  is  the  atti- 
tude of  mind  as  demonstrated  by 
the  Savior.  It  has  many  facets 
of  expression.  Among  them  are: 
(1)  the  voluntary  desire  to  do 
good;  (2)  performance  for  the 
love  of  doing  good  without 
thought  of  reward;  (3)  the 
thought  of  the  welfare  of  others; 
and  (4)  assistance  in  the  building 
of  the  kingdom.  The  main  im- 
plication in  this  kind  of  service  is 
to  establish  peace  in  the  hearts 
of  men.  In  this  light,  service  be- 
comes a  blessing  to  mankind. 

ACTIVITY  AND  SPIRITUAL  GROWTH 

Our  Church  leadership  has 
pointed  out  that  officers  in  The 


Church  of  Jesus  Christ  are  called 
for  two  distinct  purposes:  First 
and  foremost,  service  to  the  peo- 
ple; and  secondly,  the  personal 
development  and  enlarged  under- 
standing which  always  follow 
earnest  service  in  responsible  po- 
sitions. It  is  an  honorable  privi- 
lege and  a  personal  benefit  to  be 
allowed  to  serve  in  an  official  po- 
sition in  the  Church;  and  an 
office,  whatever  it  may  be,  should 
be  accepted  in  a  spirit  of  grate- 
ful appreciation. 

As  stated  above,  an  office  in  the 
Church  is  a  call  to  service.  Fre- 
quently we  hear  people  say,  "I 
am  not  well  enough  prepared  to 
fill  such  an  assignment."  It  is 
good  to  be  modest  and  humble, 
but  the  better  attitude  would  be, 
"I  am  willing  to  do  my  bes^,"  and 
then  do  just  that. 

Doing  one's  best  includes  the 
following:  (1)  Humility;  one 
must  be  humble  to  enjoy  the  as- 
sistance of  the  Spirit  of  God.  In 
all  callings  in  the  Church,  one 
must  recognize  that  what  he  is 
called  to  do  is  the  Lord's  work 
and  he  can  be  effective  in  his  call- 
ing only  when  he  works  in  har- 
mony with  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord. 
Prayer  is  the  means  of  communi- 
cation with  the  Lord,  and  the 
Holy  Ghost  can  be  the  source  of 
enlightenment  and  understand- 
ing. (2)  Work:  it  is  necessary 
for  one  to  use  the  intelligence  he 
has  been  blessed  with  and  be  will- 
ing to  work  long  and  hard  in 
preparation  for  the  performance 
of  his  duties.  One  very  success- 
ful inventor  has  observed  that  his 
genius  is  ninety-nine  per  cent  per- 
spiration and  one  per  cent  inspi- 
ration. The  point  is  that  one 
must  be  willing  to  pay  the  price 
of  success  in  any  calling  in  terms 
of    energy    expended    and    hard 


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LESSON   DEPARTMENT 


work.  (3)  Enthusiasm;  one  must 
be  enthusiastic  about  his  assign- 
ment. Every  person  should  be 
enthusiastic  about  his  member- 
ship in  The  Church  of  Jesus 
Christ  of  Latter-day  Saints.  It  is 
a  distinction  and  an  opportunity 
to  be  assigned  a  part  in  this  great 
latter-day  movement.  Each  per- 
son in  a  position  in  this  Church 
is,  in  a  special  sense,  a  witness  of 
the  divine  nature  of  the  restored 
gospel.  (4)  Worthmess;  it  is 
most  obvious  that  one  must  be 
worthy  before  accepting  a  call. 
Worthiness  may  be  evaluated  by 
observing  oneself  in  relation  to 
the  following:  (a)  being  a  regular 
participant  in  the  important 
meetings  of  the  Church;  (b)  be- 
lieving in  and  participating  reg- 
ularly in  prayer;  (c)  being  honest 
with  the  Lord  in  tithes  and  offer- 
ings; (d)  keeping  the  law  of  chas- 
tity; (e)  sustaining  the  prophet 
of  God,  including  no  evil  speak- 
ing of  the  Lord's  anointed;  (f) 
knowing  the  true  value  of  the 
Word  of  Wisdom  and  applying  it; 
(g)  having  proper  respect  for  the 
Lord's  holy  day;  and  (h)  evidenc- 
ing his  dedication  to  the  ac- 
complishment of  the  work  of  the 
Lord.  There  may  be  other  cri- 
teria but  these  mentioned  will 
serve  as  good  examples  of  the  re- 
quirements ^of  a  person  to  be 
worthy  to  hold  a  position  in  the 
Church. 

Therefore,  any  person  who  has 
a  testimony  of  the  truthfulness  of 
the  gospel,  who  is  willing  to  ac- 
cept a  calling  through  proper 
authority,  and  who  is  willing  to 
pay  the  price  suggested  above, 
can  successfully  fill  any  call  that 
comes  to  him  in  the  Church.  By 
accepting  the  opportunity  for 
service  in  the  Church,  one  can- 
not help  but  advance  both  men- 


tally and  spiritually.  A  major 
compensation  for  devoted  service 
is  the  joy  that  comes  from  the 
witness  of  the  Holy  Ghost  in  en- 
larging the  personal  conviction  as 
to  the  reality  of  God  the  Father 
and  hi&  Son  Jesus  Christ. 

THE  GROUP  EFFECT 

It  is  stimulating  to  think  of  the 
potential  within  each  ward  .of  the 
Church  manned  with  some  two 
hundred  fifty  workers,  dedicated 
to  the  advancement  and  general 
welfare  of  mankind.  If  each  indi- 
vidual in  the  ward  could  fully 
qualify  under  the  criteria  men- 
tioned above,  the  influence  of 
such  a  group  could  affect  for  good 
the  standards  and  values  of  the 
whole  community.  (See  Lesson 
18.) 

The  building  of  the  kingdom  of 
God  on  earth  will  require  per- 
formance on  the  part  of  each 
member  equal  to  or  higher  than 
that  suggested  in  the  earlier  part 
of  this  lesson.  To  build  the  king- 
dom from  a  material  point  of 
view  is  a  problem  of  effective  use 
of  nature's  products;  but  from  a 
human  point  of  view,  the  chal- 
lenge is  far  greater.  This  requires 
convincing  the  men  and  women 
of  this  world  that  the  way  of  life 
taught  by  Jesus  Christ  is  the  ef- 
fective, productive  way  to  live. 

To  accomplish  this,  the  hearts 
of  people  must  be  touched;  and 
the  way  to  their  hearts  is  love  and 
understanding.  This  requires  an 
army  of  men  and  women  directed 
by  the  power  of  God  who  can 
demonstrate  the  effectiveness  of 
the  gospel  plan  in  everyday  liv- 
ing. 

A  CALL  TO  SERVICE 

To  build  an  army  of  workers 
equal  to  the  task  at  hand,  at  least 


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DECEMBER   1964 


two  things  must  be  done.  First, 
develop  among  the  members  a 
positive  attitude  toward  accep- 
tance of  Church  assignments. 
Every  member  must  have  the 
conviction,  without  reservation, 
that  he  is  willing  to  serve  in  any 
capacity,  at  any  time.  This  is  the 
work  of  the  Lord  and  we  cannot 
afford  to  make  the  Lord  wait. 
This  attitude  is  primarily  a  prod- 
uct of  the  home. 

Secondly,  a  person  must  be 
called  to  the  office  by  proper 
authority.  "We  believe  that  a 
man  must  be  called  of  God,  by 
prophecy,  and  by  the  laying  on 
of  hands,  by  those  who  are  in 
authority  to  preach  the  Gospel 
and  administer  in  the  ordinances 
thereof"  (Fifth  Article  of  Faith). 

In  our  lessons  last  year,  we 
pointed  out  the  importance  of  the 
method  by  which  a  person  is 
called  to  service.  The  bishop, 
stake  president,  or  General  Au- 
thority interviews  the  person  for 
worthiness  and  approves  for  lead- 
ership, while  those  responsible  for 
the  organization  to  which  the  new 
leader  is  assigned,  train  him  for 
the  specific  duties  of  the  calling. 

A  call  to  service  can  have 
therapeutic  value  to  new  mem- 
bers and  to  those  who  are  weak 
in  the  faith.  Encouragement, 
therefore,  should  be  given  by  as- 
signing to  them  carefully  se- 
lected areas  of  service.  If  small 
responsibilities  are  given  at  first, 
the  individual  can  develop  confi- 
dence and  receive  the  warmth  in 
his  soul  that  comes  from  doing 
something  for  others.  He  thus 
receives  the  personal  stimulation 
that  comes  from  being  needed,* 
the  feeling  that  he  is  essential  to 
the  successful  operation  of  the  or- 
ganization. 


PRIESTHOOD    AND   AUXILIARY    WORK 

The  responsibility  of  leadership 
in  The  Church  of  Jesus  Christ  of 
Latter-day  Saints  rests  in  the 
Priesthood.  In  an  effort  to  care 
for  the  intellectual,  spiritual,  and 
temporal  welfare  of  all  the  mem- 
bers, the  Church  has  added,  from 
time  to  time,  various  organiza- 
tions to  provide  training  in  the 
gospel,  meet  a  variety  of  human 
needs,  and,  at  the  same  time,  of- 
fer opportunities  for  leadership 
to  large  numbers  of  members. 
These  auxiliary  or  assisting  or- 
ganizations have  always  been  re- 
sponsible to  the  Priesthood. -.The 
Priesthood  provides  the  dynamics 
of  Church  organization,  yet  much 
of  the  energy  spent  in  auxiliary 
work  and  activity  comes  from  the 
women. 

Today,  more  than  ever  before, 
Church  leadership  is  expending 
great  effort  to  coordinate  all  the 
activities  of  the  Church  with  the 
Priesthood.  The  valuable  work 
experience  gained  from  the  years 
of  auxiliary  work  has  developed 
many  people  who  are  nationally 
recognized  as  leaders  in  the  activ- 
ities of  the  various  age  groupings 
within  society.  These  people,  un- 
der Priesthood  leadership,  are 
formulating  auxiliary  programs  in 
age  groupings  that  eliminate  un- 
necessary duplication,  but  give 
proper  emphasis  to  the  essential 
teachings  of  the  Church  to  each 
age  group.  The  coordinating  ef- 
fort of  the  Priesthood  includes 
more  than  a  study  of  theology,  it 
relates  the  religious  teachings  to 
all  phases  of  human  association. 

BE  YE  ONE 

In  discussing  the  value  of 
Church  activity,  we  must  recog- 
nize that  the  term  "value"  has  a 


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dual  meaning:  (1)  the  value  from 
the  point  of  view  of  the  individual 
is  unlimited,  as  has  been  pointed 
out.  (2)  The  value  of  activity  to 
the  Church  as  a  whole,  is  of  vital 
importance. 

Jesus  constantly  pointed  out 
to  his  disciples  the  importance  of 
service.  To  Peter  he  said,  "Lovest 
thou  me?  .  .  .  feed  my  sheep."  In 
the  scriptures,  old  and  new,  he 
said,  "If  thou  lovest  me  thou  shalt 
serve  me  and  keep  all  of  my  com- 
mandments" (D&C  42:29;  see 
also  John  14:15,  21).  How  can  we 
serve  God  or  love  him?  Simply 
by  loving  and  serving  his  children. 
The  whole  purpose  of  Christ's 
mission  was  the  resurrection  and 
exaltation  of  mankind.  This  can 
be  brought  about  by  the  constant 
effort  of  every  disciple  of  Jesus 
Christ.  It  will  not  be  achieved  in 
a  moment,  or  a  day,  or  a  year, 
and  it  will  not  be  accomplished  in 
the  activities  of  the  Sabbath  Day 
only.  It  will  be  accomplished 
when  men  and  women  overcome 
selfishness,  bridle  their  appetites, 
and  perform  the  tasks  of  every- 
day life  in  the  light  of  religious 
ideals. 

To  accomplish  the  purpose  of 
Christ's  mission,  it  will  be  neces- 
sary for  every  member  to  live  the 
law  of  consecration,  dedicating 
his  time,  talents,  and  other  things 
to  the  building  of  the  kingdom 
and  establishing  righteousness  in 
the  hearts  of  men. 

Activity  in  the  Church  means 
service  to  your  fellow  men.  Every 
man  should  esteem  his  brother  as 
himself.  (D&C  38:24-25.)  For 
"when  ye  are  in  the  service  of 
your  fellow  beings  ye  are  only  in 
the  service  of  your  God"  (Mo- 
siah  2:17).  Service  begets  love, 
and  love  begets  unity,  and  unity 
begets  peace  in  the  hearts  of  men. 


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