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Show The venerable old News is again gnashing its ancient molars over the alleged persecutions from which the dear saints are alleged to be suffering these days. "The trouble is a case of persecution," ; says the apostle editor, "as malignant, if not as I violent, as any raid by the bought slaves of I Nero, in the days of old." How pitiful. And yet the sun that gilds the temple walls is still effulgent, efful-gent, the zephyrs that dally with its tall spires are peaceful and fragrant, and no gore mingles with the sparkling streams that leap from the mountains into the valley. The editor of the church organ should try a little nerve tonic and possibly it might effect a cure of these recurrent ! nightmares. Just at present no organized effort to exterminate the dear saints is apparent, although al-though there will always be vigorous criticism of the law-breaking penchant of some of its high priests and of their undue intermeddling in the politics of the state. People like the apostle editor appear to delight in arousing antagonism, and just as long as he launches such foolish and feverish fe-verish outbursts, and just as long as men like Apostle Smoot indulge in such ridiculous fulmina- tions as the Provoite evolved at Los Angeles, their ambition to bring , upon themselves popular condemnation con-demnation will be satisfied. |