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Show 'Damn The Mormon:" Here is the way "Phocion," in a late number of the OiLaha H-:roJ.. writing from Denver, dishes cp this expletive execration : For two months I have been a j ii-grim ii-grim through the I"ar West, and ail the time I have not let the load 01 sin on my back so weigh me down as to prevent a very general and cnticl obserration of matters and things. A few Sabbaths ago I was in Sat Lake, and I was so impressed with what saw and heard that I reduced it to paper, as follows : "DAMS THE JJOKMONS." I write this from Room 16. of the Salt Lake Hotel, on as beautiful a Sabbath as mortal ever experienced, and just after a patient attendance upon service in the Tabernitie. Would you believe it, there were foui or five thousand of these deluded people peo-ple assembled together in ,he Tabernacle? Taber-nacle? And would you further believe be-lieve that old men and young, old women and maidens, each and all, had the unblushing impudence to unite.in singing our excellent orthodox hymn, Come tkon looot of OTerr ble-inj ;" And after the singing in their blasphemous blas-phemous manner of the glorious old pastorale, the preacher in charge had the audacity to pray ; and, in that prayer, not only to luvocate general ulessings, but also to specialize in behalf be-half of their enemies ! Think of it ! To-day is one of the most beaudlul aud quiet days I ever experienced. These infernal Mormons have closed all their places of business, and out of very shame the Jews and Gentiles have done the same. There is not a whisky shop or gin mill open anywhere, consequently consequent-ly there is no drunkenness. Imagine a city of twenty thousand inhabitants all duly sober, quiet, religious, and honest on the Lord's day ! And to think of the suffering such police regulation must inflict on the thousand-and-one loafing vagabonds who come and go every day. As 1 write the streets are full of decent, well clad, comfortable looking people. Some are going to, some are coming from church : some ire on their way to visit fuends, and some are promenading, that they may enjoy God's glorious suushine. It is here a friendly clasp of the hand, and there a bright, genial smile ; but everywhere every-where there is the presence of a serene, contented and joyous air. This, too, in the wilds 'of the Bocky Mountains, and beside the bitter waters of Maiah. And this, too, is the work of these rebellious re-bellious Mormons ! |