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Show ANTI-POLYGAM- A Heai t History. ' BY ELEANOR LOVELL. Continued.) When all were seated at the long table, surrounded by children of all ages, and Maggie saw each mother providing for her own, she shuddered at the thought of such a life. There could be no privacy in the home circle. Could she endure to share her husbands affections with other wives as this poor woman was doing, and yet, she fancied,. the husbands voice sounded softer and more tender, when speaking to the first, wife, .his early love. As soon as they were alone that night Maggie broached the subject nearest her heart, by asking: Harry did you know of polygamy before leaving STANDARD. Y misfortune siezed them. The man rented a small honse. There was no barn or yard to keep his stock in, and the neighbors advised him to turn them loose, the next morning they could not be found. As there was no brand to indentify them, he coull not prove they were his had he seen them. Who would do such a mean Maggie thing, interposed indig- nantly. The country was full of Indians then, and every one said they must have stolen them. He purchased a lot from the church, aud not having much money tried to build his own house. When the walls were up and the roof on, they moved in. That winter was very severe, his wife took cold, which settling on her lungs, threw her on a bed of sickhome? ness. She lingered until spring Well, yes, at least I heard a came, then when 'everything was rumor of it, but nothing definite un- green and beautiful she died, the til we were on the plains. baby soon followed her. and the 'husband and father Why did you not tell me, gave up in despair. The Church of reproachfully. Saints demand a tenth Oh I thought you would find it Latter-da- y out soon enough, he answered in- ofa mans earnings for ti hing. This man had nothing to pay, whatever differently. he turned his hand to failed. The Yes to my sorrow. lot had not been entirely paid for, Why Maggie you do not suppose I would bring another woman to the and was soon taken from him for house while you were around. A debt to the churh. His home gone, house large enough to hold us could he lost all hope, and one morning - ask-Magg- ie heart-broke- n The girls beauty was found dead in his bed. His two would soon be spoiled, for if I took little girls are tenderly cared for by another wife she would be a beauty the ladies who took them. What a shame to take his house of course, vou know how 1 admire from him. pretty girls, laughed Harry Yes I thought so. Mr. Parker for him, but was Dont jest Harry Maggie said, tried to intercede of the church must her voice trembling, to me it is no told the interest be looked to, which of course is true jesting matter, to think cf sharing in a measure. But, she said, my husbands home and heart with can make another. I could not do it I must changing the subject, you a nice little home of it. have all or nothing. Maggie you missed your vocaChapter IY. tion cried Harry still jesting, the tone and gesture with which you When Maggie was settled in her said I must have all or nothing were new home, had it not been for that worthy a tragedy queen. Oh Harry exclaimed Maggie grim specter Polygamy continually her in the face, she might can you never be staring impatiently, have been happy and contented. s.erious, then going to his side she But thrust it aside as she would, the clasped her hands on his arm looking fear of it would ever creep back inWill earnestly up into his face. to her heart. To please her husyou make me a promise, she asked band, she accompanied him to a few A hundred if you like my dear, dances, but what pleasure she might but you know my promises are like have had, was turned to bitterness, broken. pie crust, easily in sympathy for her sex. To But I mean a solemn one, man enter the Hall folluvved bv sev- promise me never to take another eral women, who called him h i wife while I live. band, to note the angry, jealous Bless your heart little one if looks bestowed by them, upon the that is all that troubles you, rest in favorite, or some girl young enough peace,' you are more than I can man- to be his grandchild, with whom The next day Harry inform- their L rd and Master was dancing age. ed his hostess that he had- bought a and flirting, filled her with hatred house and lot adding: Why, thought she, They told indescribable. me it was church property. The do they submit to such treatment. house has been occupied although it Why do they not cast off the yoke, has never been finihed, indeed it is and free a mere shell. The lot is good howNeither did the meetings at the ever, and in time I hope to make a Tabernacle and Ward meetingnice place of it I know the house, houses hold attractions for her. The Mrs. Parker replied. The poor sermon- consisted ot maledictions man who built it is dead. When hurled at out siders, (as Gentiles are he with his wife and three little called,) and eulogies of Celestial onrs reached the valley, their money marriage which were often too diswas almost gone, it had taken most gusting to listen to. Gradually her of their savings to buy their outfit. husband ceased to invite her to acThe wife was a delicate little body, company him, and she was not loth but cheerful and ambitous, the to stay away. She was greatly atchildren sweet and pretty. The tached to her friend Mrs. Parker husb:d seemed tj vvjrship them, at whose house she was so pleasantly but f. on iee day thy reached here, entertained upon their arrival. not be found. teas-ingl- y. -- - , them-selve- - . s. nomination, who will be saved at the last day. Their judgement may be in fault, but so long as they tried to do right, God will overlook all and commend them for the woman, who had called several good they have done. But this good Saint was not to be times. That her visits were never returned did not disconcert her in convinced. She had been too long How do you do, Sister under the stern bigotry of mormon-isthe least. to see things in any light but Blake! she asked in her blandest the one she was told. voice. I must get some of the PriestMaggie replied politely, asking her to walk in, seating herself com- hood to talk to you Sister. It will fortably, the old lady, threw back never do to let you think that way, her bonnet and shawl and took out atan will get you sure. I suppose! her knitting, soon making the need- now, you dont believe in Celestial Without her, Maggie thought she would indeed be friendless. As she sat sewing one afternoon', some one rapped at the door. Her visitor proved to be an old Mormon er-ror- s, m les fly. Seeing she was likely to stay some time, Maggie resumed her work with a sigh of resignation. You have been here some time, the old woman remarked aud I have been wondering, Sister Blake, when you were going to be baptised. Never What, Sister Blake, never! she cried in amazeNow ment, adding, coaxingly, know you dont mean that. Why did you come to Utah, if you did not intend to join the Saints? I came ' to please my husband. He is a Mormon, but I am not, and never intend to be, was the decided answerd. But, Sister Blake, you will never get to' Heaven if you do not join the Church. Dont you know that only the Latter Day Saints can enter the Celestial Kingdom. Maggie smiled quietly, and said, I will take my chances, I should be sorry to think all the dear friends 1 have lost were not in Heaven, The old lady interrupted her eagerly, saying, If you would join the Church, you could redeem them, (for they are in Purgatory I am sure,) by being baptised for them. Baptised for them, said Maggie in surprise; please explain. Did you not know, Sister Blake, that we Latter Day Saints were allowed to be baptised for the dead? As we are the only ones permitted to ener the Kingdon ot Heaven, we should try to redeem others, who never embraced our faith, or rather, who died before it was revealed to our Prophet Joseph Smith. 1 have been baptised twenty times, the old lady proudly added, and as soon as I find out the proper names of some other relatives, I shall be baptised, again Maggie threw back her head and laughed more heartily than she had done since their arrival in the valley. Truly, she said, This is a wonderful Gospel. You deserve a rich reward for sacrificing your comfort for so many people. It could not be very pleasant to be ducked under the wrater so many tunes. No, it was not very pleasant, but as it was my duty, I did not mind I it. said, cunningly, marriage? she face as she spoke.! watching Maggies Maggie could scarce conceal the! scorn she felt, as she replied. Cer-- I tainly not, how could any true worn-- ! an believe it? Why, it was a divine revelation from God. It must be true. We are taught to obey Gods law, are J we not? We certainly ought to follow Gods but I cannot Maggie said, think He would give a law of that kind to His people. His teachings law, have ever been loving and merciful. Such a law or practise as Polygamy, is a source of never ending misery and wretchedness, that no lovingO Father would willingly inflict on his children. Her visitor laughingly replied: Youll believe in Polygamy before you leave Utah, and give your husband another wife, with your own hand. Maggie considered this conversation simply the chatter of an old fanatic, and gave it little thought, but she soon found such things were taught and believed by the majority of mormons. Soon after. Sister Foote rolled up her knitting and said good-bytaking her way to another house for a friendly chat, where Maggies words were repeated. And as we all know a story never loses by repetition. In this case also it gathered strength untill, it assumed wonderful proportions, and finally reached the Prophets ears. e, To be Continued.) Utah and the Nation. The interest in Mrs. Ann Eliza Youngs lecture is enhanced just now by reason of the recent agitation about polygamy, and the hope held out from certain recent movements and expressions that the stunting of the growth' if not indeed the total uprooting, of Utahs Curse and the Nations Shame, is not long to be delayed. As to the exact extent of that curse, and as to how blighting in all of its effects it is on all that it touches and surrounds, may not be gathered sufficiently from the sources upon which the average en- quirer is necessarily dependent. he public presses have treated it repeatedly, with much force and clearness, but necessarily not from standpoints which gave to the facts presented or to the arguments produced such a stamp as warranted general acceptation. It is this deficiency that Airs Young in her treatment of the subject supplies, and from her peculiar position is more 1 Do you really believe, Mrs. Foote, that you have redeemed the souls of your friends from purgatory? Alaggie asked seriously. I do indeed, Sister, she answered. Our Prophet says so, and it must be true. I must say then, that your religion is a very selfish one. I never had any faith in a doctrine that claimed to Ijq the only one, by which we could be saved. I believe there are earnest Christians in every de 1 than able to supply. Surely, one, who, as a wife of the great Mormon leader and teacher, was enabled to become acquainted with the i j ! |