Morning journal and courier., 1880-09-03
Brigham Young's Pet Daughter.


 At the table of one of the principal Chica- go hotels yesterday might have been seen a particularly handsome and attractive looking
 woman with complexion of great beauty abundant golden hair, and set of the most perfect teeth, which shone like pearls when 1 she smiled. She was dressed in extremely good taste in fashionably made dress of l black brocade and satin, with borderings of l crimson satin. Her white hands displayed
 several elegant and costly rings, and her shapely arm set off to good advantage by I the rich lace of her short elbow sleeves She l was a woman who would have attracted at tention anywhere by her pleasing appearance l and attractive manners. Had it been gen. erally known that this was Dora Young the favorite daughter of the great Mormon apos- tie, and one of the seven children who prose- l cuted to successful issue the suit against his 1 estate, receiving large amount of money l and property, the interest she excited in the 1 minds of observers might have been unpleas- antly intensified. Dora Young, until two 1 years ago, was never out of Salt Lake City. 1 Until two years ago she scarcely ever saw a 1 book except her school books and the Mor- | mon Bible. Until about that time she was a l firm believer in the Mormon doctrines. Now l she regards the whole system as infamous be- yond description Not only has she been ex-
 communicated by the Mormon church butt she ] has voluntarily forsaken her early home and
 connections, and intends making her home in | some of the States. The successful termina l tion of the suit against her fathers estate has | made her mistress of a handsome compe- l tence, and, to use her own expression, she l feels like bird who feels for the first time
 that it can use it's wings beyond the confines I of it's cage.
 1 Of course all who meet her regard her with | a degree of earnest curiosity One thing sur prises them all, that young woman, scarce 1 ly more than girl, who was born and reared l in Brigham Young's harem, should be so en- | fJraIx roth in iafx Io-- l manners are without the least shadow of l self-consciousness, and are very pleasant and winning; her use of language IS fluent and l she expresses herself with great accuracy, correctness and ease. Naturally, all who con verse with her are anxious to learn about the peculiar institution, and what the feelings of so gentle and refined lady must be toward Mormon principles and practice. In the first place, while abhorring their polygamous doctrines and practices, she has no animosity toward those among whom she has grown up. Her mother was the seventh wife of Brigham Young, and was an elegant and fashionable woman, whom her husband was fond of presenting to strangers or taking to fashionable assemblages. In reply to the questions of some ladies to whom she was in- troduced, she said: My mother was devot- edly attached to my father. She worshiped the ground he walked on. She has never been herself since his death. !"
 "Hew many wives were in the house which was your home ?"
 'T was brought up among the wives and children who lived in the Lion house. There were about IT wives and about 40 or 42 chil- dren."
 Did your father notice and seem attached to all his children 20
 'tHe knew or noticed all of them but he was much more attached to some than to oth- CTS. was one of his fayorites, and loved him beyond anything that words can tell When he died wanted to die too. He used to come in the evening to hold family pray CTS in the large room used for that purpose. and if one of the children was missing he would send for it. The statement that is sometimes made, that my father did not know all his children, is false; he knew them all by name, and carsssed them all He used, to take me with him in his journeys up and down the territory, and can assure you I had nice time. Every indulgence, every at- tention was lavished upon me. My father had way when he had anything nice for me of giving the cutest little wink, and calling me to him with gesture, saying; Look here what I've got for my daughter Dora. Won't we have nice timeP He was the most mag netic person ever knew or heard of. Every touch of his hand-and he had beautiful. soft white hand-was caress. Ah," said the lady earnestly, 'T can feel the touch of his hand to this day"
 ''So your brothers and sisters all grew up in one house ?"
 ''Yes, we were all one family. The house was just like large hotel, and we had school-room built on purpose for us''
 ''Who took charge of and managed for this large family ?n
 Well, we generally had a housekeeper, but sometimes one of the wives would do it. Then there were plenty of servants It was just like hotel.''
 Did the wives live pleasantly with each other ?'
 "There was an outward semblance of good in f1yf fha each other with deadly hatred. This alone is one of the most evident evil effects of the dreadful system, this hatred that exists un der roofs called homes, which are often per feet hells, and scenes of the most disgrace full quarrels.'