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Show ANTI-POLYGAM- 10 STANDARD. Y them away, I shall send for you next and I have not long to stay, until I we are called to the Masters Home, time. hope you will dear Oh how if Harry would only wait until we BY ELEANOR LOVEL. Maggie faintly replied. could she tell her! are gone. I have plead with him Now that you are here Agnes mother, and he will not yield, yet Chapter n. continued you must sing until you how can I leave you. Do not grieve are tired. Oh dear, the happiest said Maggie do mean not surely Harry! you It will be a great days I spend now, are in thinking Agnes softly. that. Would you give up this dear of the olden times, when po r father rial to give you up, but the time have so we where home little spent and Arthur were alive.. In the long for parting must come sooner, or hours? And my por many happy winter, evenings, the songs we .sang later, this only hastens it, your place I from old mother, how can part and the merry games we played. is at your husbands side, andTTo her! Oh, my dear husband I have How we maie these old rooms ring. matter what follows you will have bedesire in crossed never you any I.am thankful now, we were so happy the consiousness of having done I in mot this can but .'o yield fore, together and never fretted each your duty. she when easily, Maggie pleaded I wish other like some families, we can Agnes, that I possessed a recovered from the shock. look back with pleasure instead of little of your resignation and subNow Maggie, your entreaties mission, it would make trials much regret at those days. will not avail, you are welcome to Yes Agnes we were happy, you easier to bear, but putting aside all take your mother with you. But I ma. were always so good, I cannot see thought of our parting, something will not mind, change my As she entered the house, her why such an affliction should be tells me not to go, and I cannot my word is given and cannot be grief increased. How could she visited upon you. He knoweth banish the thought. taken back. was the almost gruff leave this You are nervous my child, said happy home, around all things best sighed the invalid. answer. which clustered so many tender I do not mourn now, but it is hard, her mother. It is: simply a fancy Maggie thought that she would memories. In a tew short weeks, to lie here so helpless, day after day. of your excited brain, God grant make one more appeal, and said: would own those cherished I often long for the time when my though, that your trials be few. strangers What has put this idea in your walls while she would be miles away, soul will burst its fetters and soar Should you be called to carry a cross, head, we have every comfort around on the road to a new country away from this frail body. When may you bear it patiently, rememus a beautiful home, kind friends, leaving every cherished object be- I am gone Maggie you will comfort bering always, The Father h is think business prospering, your hind. No, not all, her husband and mother. was those he loveth. Maggie weeping of the sacrifice you will be com- child would be with so with Never was heart so tern her, bitterly. to make. pelled them she should be content. Ciiaptfr III. pest tossed. Where was her duty, We can soon get another home, The home of her childhood, was with these helpless women or her A host of warm friends escorted perhaps better than this, and .make a few miles distant. Its only ochusband? could She not tell strong Maggie and her husband to the .other friends as dear. now were an mother them yet, and seating herself at the train to bid them God cupants aged But they wont be the same and invalid speed on their sister to whom she was piano, played soft dreamy reveries A number of persons from journey. Harry, yield to me in this, give up devotedly attached. She had not until her voice was firm to their own and enough adjoining villages your idea of emigrating to that far the courage to tell them sooner that sing. Then one song followed anwere off country. Something tells me it this sad starting also, but none with be, but there other until the old house rang again, whom parting might they were acquainted. Many is not for the best, and she clung could not be She was music. with Her sweet the longer mothers delay. were the to his arm in her earn s ness. soon driving through the shady tears, fell fast, as she asked Maggie Blakes comments at the step the were taking. Presently the He pushed her rudely aside, an and over pleasant roads, pass- to sing her fathers favorite, that lanes, was given, the train moved No I tell you, I swering angrily. field after field of waving grain, sweet old ballad, The Land O the signal ing slowly off amid the waving of keram going, and if you do not choose fast for the harvesters Leal. voice her trembled ripening Though chiefs and cheers of good will, to accompany me you need not do sickle, and whose branches orchards, Maggie sang bravely to the end. slowly at first, then faster and faster so, and to stop further questioning bent beneath their golden burden. Then drawing a stool to her mothers until trees fences, houses arid hills he walked quickly away. Tears of See mamma, there is grandmas side, she rested her head on her seemed flying past them, and wounded pride filled the eyes of cried they Lilly, and through the tall knee, letting the tears flow freely. were on the In wife. all road to her married trees with their this young fairly Zion. could Her mothers loving hands gently heavy foliage, life she had never been so rudely be seen thoughts were at home an old fashioned country stroked the dark bands of hair from Maggie's with her loved ones. She could not repulsed. What had changed her house, back from the road, away from her forehead, while she setting weep, but there was a look of sufhusbands nature? Was this but a with broad on every side softly repeated the words of the porches fering in the soft brown eyes unusforeshadowing of coming events? over which vines lovingly song: creeping ual to them. At Florence they should she take him at his word, ami twined their delicate tendrils. met other ' remain at home? emigrants with whom they No, a wifes place Rover, the faithful old watch Im wearing awa Jean, like snaw when were to travel in company across its thaw, Jean, is at her husbands side. joyfully down the path to Im wearing awa to the Land O the Leal: the plains. During tneir stay there, The next morning Harry was his meet them, even he will miss her There nae sorrow there Jean theres while making preparations for the old self again, and asked forgiveness, she thinks. At the sound of the neither cauld nor care, Jean; saying, Maggie I was brute to tilk carriage wheels an old lady appeared The day is aye fair in the Laud O the journey, Maggie formed a few very Leal. pleasant acquantainces among the as I did last night, lets kiss and at the door, the dearest old too, lady She raised her face for that was ever make up. Yes I am wearing awa. dont emigrants, which went far towards seen, not very tall, the proffered kiss, but her heart but plump and rosy, with soft brown weep niy child, it will be a great reconciling her to the change. The first days journey ended, was too sore for words. they eyes and silver hair, put smoothly comfort to know you will be near, fur the camped wearv night very Holding her in his embrace, back under the whitest of caps. At to close my eyes and lay me beside but indeed, the bright camp fire and You sight of her, another pang is added your father. Harry continued coaxingly, warm supper refreshed them. good wont go back on me Maggie, what to Maggies sorrow. How that lovMother, mother dont! Oh my After supper all gathered in a cirwould 1 do in that far off country ing heart will grieve. She kisses God. she cried, every word was a cle and I without my dear little wife. I am her more affectionately than ever knife in her heart. am going Elders. prayers were offered by the Ihen came the singim in sort of a fellow I know, and asks: a rattle-brai- n How is Agnes away, from mv, your ungrateful which all joined. As Maggie listened but my heart is all right, and holds mother. She is feeling quite well child, yet no, tell me to whom do I to the songs so earnestly sung by no idols, but baby and you my Maggie, and was just wishing you owe my duty, to you my own mother, little children, and old grey haired dear. Look up now and smile on would drive over. I dont think you or my husband. men and women, her heart was are looking well though my daughQuiet yourself my child said your wayward boy. touched and she felt that You cannot perhaps But Maggie assured her she her mother gently. Hard indeed is the heart, that is ter. the Lurd was indeed with those who proof against warm kisses and loving was quite well, and hastened on to think what you are saying, going were id what making such sacrifice to do away? where would you go? words, and a womans heart, so her sister. they thought was his will, but The most pleasant room in the Utah, to join the Mormons. Maggie as sensitive, is swayed by love alone. thejourney lengthened and the Raising her eyes, she sndlled through house had been fitted up for the in. replied into weeks, and the weeks No, no, not that, came the cry lays grew her tears, though her lips still valids use. Everything in it was into months, and each night and quivered, v. subject of emigra- dainty and pure. A couch was from two loving hearts. she heard those tion was aybided between them for drawn to the windows and on it, songs of; Yes mother, Harry has joined morning and thanksgiving, that thcy a few days, and Maggie began to scarcely kss white than the pillow the Mormons, our home is sold, and prayers were permitted to gather to gather Jjhope that it would not be renewed. on which she reclined lay her sis- in two weeks we leave, hut if you to Zion out of Babylon, echoed by v;Alas, those hopes were soon shat- ter Agnes. After the first anxious only say so, I will remain at In me, women and men sick, almost tered, for before starting to the inquiries for her health, Agnes said here, with you. Oh tell me I enfrom exhaustion and hunger, office one morning, after kissing his I have been longing to hear treat you: what to do, for I know dying you she giew to hate them, wife and baby good-bythey seemed Harry sing. I often think when those not she sobbed. a only mockery. As the weather Be in haste with your pre- - fearful pains come on, if said: Go with your huband child, he you were j grew cold and motions, we will leave here in a here to sing to me, it would drive has the first claim on you, Agnes ones died, and stormy the weaker were hastily buried j A Heart History The house is already sold, the furniture will go at auction, and. without waiting for a reply he was gone. Oh the agony of that moment! Although partially prepared, she had not realized the sacrifice until then. Her brain whirled and dropping into a garden chair, she wept bitterly, Lilly mingled Oh.mama! her tears in sympathy. must we leave Grandma and aunt Agnes, and my kitty and rabbits, and all my pretty things? Yes Then I wrontgo. my child. Hush Lilly, we must do what ever papa thinks best. Now you go to the stable and tell Sam to have tKe carriage at the door as soon as possible. We will go and see grand few weeks. , , . . chas-tenet- . dog-bounde- d 7 to-da- y 1 ? f e, ? ' |