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Show We'll do it here," he said. "The bar, the barbershop, you can do it k all right here until the new build-: build-: ingisfinished. Lots of people come f; to see me. You can sell them a if. drink and a trim while they wait." v The glory of God is intelligence," lb Joseph began, Port wondering why the subject had been changed. "Or light and truth." Emma had ens'.: en-s'.: wed the room. Apparently Joseph : : idn'twant her to know what the two men were discussing. There's no way she'd go for it a bow." Joseph said when she was c gone. "But when she gets back from i Louis, and can see how it's all h working, with everything in place, .Ml agree that is was a good idea." Joseph instructed Port to go Jown to the general store and get all the supplies he'd need, on ac-sunt, ac-sunt, charged to Joseph, includ ing spirits, glasses, scissors, aprons, dish pan, broom, etc. but not to bring anything back to the Mansion Man-sion House until the steamer had departed, with Emma aboard. Joseph and Port's business venture was profitable from the start. While there weren't many requests for trims, Port kept very busy filling glasses. Word spread quickly through Nauvoo, and by the end of the first day, Port had a steady clientele. Business was so good he hired the Smith children to keep the glasses washed and the floor swept for a nickel a day. By the end of the first week he had paid the bill on the start-up materials he had charged, caught up his bill at the Davis', paid the Smith children, and still had over five dollars in clear profit. Ten days later when Emma re turned from St. Louis, she wasn't as receptive to having a tavern in her front room as Joseph had anticipated. an-ticipated. She only needed one look at the crowd of drinking men and her children off in one corner washing wash-ing glasses. She marched Joseph into the kitchen, slamming the door behind her. Even with the door closed, Port could hear pieces of her excited monologue. "This is our home. ..We raise our children here.. .I'll not live in a tavern." Port knew enough about Emma to know that once she had her mind set on something, and taken as stand, there was not even much the prophet could do to turn her around. Port announced the bar had been closed, and began packing pack-ing his things. (To be continued) |
