The Richmond palladium. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1855-1875, 1870-03-15

ton and upon gaining their destination
they are taught nothing but to despise
and hate u.s.. These are the sheep TO be
shorn. The shearers are Americans, with
American brains. These few occupy
the hives, and enjoy dignities, emolu-
mcnts and wives. e fEz
poLYGAMY NOT ALWAYS POSSIBLE.
It is the universal belief, and a natural
one, that the women of the territory far
outnumber the men, but this, Miss Dick.
inson says, is mistake. nevertheless.
The testimony of the people living along
the line of the road, the condition of
affairs inside of the city, and even their
own testimony, show that the balance is
about even, and if it swings on either
side it is on the side of the men. Polyg-
amy is the corner stone OF their partlc-
alar edifice, but the practice of polyg-
amy, for reasons manifest, in great
many cases is impossible,
Shy THEIR FRUITS YOU SHALL KNOW
THFM.'
"What are they ?" said the lecturer,
and answered the inquiry with starts
ling word picture something like this
Cleanliness, order, quiet, and outer de-
lous industry in overcoming the natural
obstacles, and fanatical devotion to their
leader and their faith. This on the one
hand. On the other hand, no free
schools, no general school system
Schools there are, but they are family
schools, and private schools, and there
is little money and inclination on the
part Of the people of the Territory to
send their children thereto. There Is
no reading room, no library, no mental
light. for the man in authority there
comprehends human nature sufficiently
we'll to understand that the only basis
whereon such q structure as his can be
reared is that Of utter and abject igno-
rance None Of the strength and rich
superfluity of humor ON the streets and
the indifferently conducted theater, where
the sole amusement is furnished, and IN
the Temple Wherever you meet the
people the thought and utterance breaks
in upon you, what sombre and stold
countenances they wear! Sad, not stupid
No homes For how in any right sense
of the word can there be any home or
home spirit in that placer Where,
when you suggest that love and respect
tenderness and regard are the only
things that should hold man and wo-
man together for lifetime, you are
laughed at as a fool and sentimentalist,
by men and women who herd together
as the beasts that perish! How, in the
right sense of the word, can there be
any home spirit ir place where the
father scarcely knows the face of his
child, and a man spends his time In half
a dozen houses among half dozen or a
dozen women, who hate one another,
and who strive each, in their poor FASH
ion, to supplant the others by the utter,
abject degradation of body and soul
together
THE MoRMON's HOME.
Into this city she came, and through
these streets she rode or walked. and
had pointed out to her here and there,
houses in which lived the SO called wives
of one man. She passed along by the
low adobe houses, and counted from the
number Of doors without the number of
wives within. One low adobe hut, One
mud room facing the door and street.
One wife with her children gathered
around her. Then another mud room,
and another door facing the street, and
another family gathered therein, and so
on to the end Of the pitible and loath-
some chapter.
THE MoRMoN's WIVES.
She went into this mans house, and
was met by the master of the establis-
ment, for man in Utah IS indeed lord
of his own household. There would
come into this room another and anoth-
er. who would he presented as smy
wife," ssmy wife," t.my wife, These
women came into the room, not as you
~ ~ a
a ri CHIT to receive her guest but they sat
down in the room with an air of AFFECT
humility, as q slave or dog may come
into the presence of his master! One
of these women there in speaking to
Miss D. said: II have had a dozen
children. Buried SIX Another said:
Il have had ten hildreD Buried eight
The record of mortality wherever
this disgusting system OF polygamy
prevails, being found frightful among
these little ones. But as the visitor
looked at those that remaihed-little
pale, puny, stunted creatures, and res
membered the fate awaiting them, she
said to herself, Would that these too
were in their graves - She saw them
running wild, ignorant, uncultured little
animals on the street. She saw igno-
rant innocent-faced young girls. grow
ing to womanh God, but how growin9f-
Approaching life of misery degrada>
ton and shame. She heard on all sides
cursing, vulgarity, indeeeney and OBJ
scenity, dressed in the grab of piety,
under the cloak and cover of religion.
And seeing, and hearing and compre
hending this, such an awful sense of
degradation and despair took possession
= her as women, that she covered her
face and cried: :My G cd, let me die!
And then she bethought her: No. no,
that will be towards prayer; let me
live and work. there is need of me-
Need, indeed.
We are compelled to defer the synop-
sis Of her description of domestic life in
Utah, and her comments upon society at
large, until next week. fSe