Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1882-04-04

made haste with fiutterlng heart
. wondering who in all that strange pupu
lation could know my name.
With the diffidence of childhood, tn,
( boy passed me neatly folded handker
, chief, saying, II found il on the street
J lady. and my mother sent me to return il
to the owner
"But how did you know was here =
enquired.
30, we take the paper, and my mother
always reads the arrivals"
thanked him for bringing back to me
what | had not yet missed, and he tipped
away. From the door | went TO my
room, crushing the handkerchief in my
hand as walked, when felt the sharp
point of pin. As | am not in the habi;
of making pin cushions of my handker-
chiefs, naturally unfolded the little
square Of linen. A note written on
fine soft paper was attached to the hand
kerchief BY the tell-tale pin, and carefully
folded within it, so that no sign of paper
attracted the sight. Eagerly | read the
little missivs. /, was written in q plain,
Impractical hand and bore no signature.
Ii was like voice from the thick dark
ness, womans voice, and my whole
soul rose up to follow it. This was its
reading:
In mercy's name, | ask YOU To come
to me tomorrow At twelve. The hearing
at the Townsend House will leave me
alone for an hour, and must see you.
Down the street 10 the first corner, then
TO the left few rods and you shall know
the house by the face of Abraham Lincoln
against the window pane"
There was very little interest about
the sight seeing of the afternoon, and no
very profound sleep followed the event
ful day. On the morrow went the
rounds with the others, even to the Pro-
phet, where several Gentiles were re-
ceiyed with a brief hand. shake, for, he.
too, the Prophet, had an engagement at
the Townsend House; then FASTENED
to answer the imperative call OF this
sister. woman. easily found the sign,
and had scarcely touched the door.la,ch
when the door opened, and woman in
middle life, with dark hair and eyes, and
4 face which had been handsome, casped
my hand and led me TO her own chamber,
locking the door as We passed in. Some
strong emotion was swaying her whole
being. She did not keep me a moment
in suspense, but asked at once "Are
YOU the = l. who went to
Harriet Bigelow's school in Center
Vile"
Ga being assured, she continued 81
am Vienna Sweet. Do you always
mark your handkerchief. in full, or was
j, just providential on this one :"
told her | had never believed a wo-
man should drop her maiden name a,
marriage, and had always chung to mine,
ard that had freaks Of writing i. in
full on my garments and also in my let
tiers.
Now" said she, 4" must talk fas,
and you must listen. We came to the
Mormons, tina, YOU know. Father and
brother Wheeler were killed in Missouri,
and mother sank under the shock and did
not have a taste Of this worse than exile.
Lydia and Reuben are both living. Lydia
i, the wife of an Elder who has two 9TH
ers sealed to him.
Reuben is living the same life. He
has four wives and a large family. Nc
matter for them, they profess to like this
way Of living, and they are both com.
Portable. am like lion Gagged. re.
bel in every fibre Of my being; and ]
want to get away. Can you help me
At first | believed with the rest. But
when my husband began to follow the
awful fashion | could almost have killed
him. Young girls were sealed to him
after we had been married but few
years, and all the light went out of my
home. l loved him once. Indeed
m arried him for love as truly as though
we had lived in civilized places. did
not believe he would do this awful crime
Butt hate him now Yes, l hate
him : My children are every one dead
but the boy who brought you the hand
kerchief. | never shed tear for one o.
them. had four girls, and / was glad
when they died. Daughters of mine
living a criminal life: No, God be
praised Can you help me away from
this accursed place, me and my SON. o.
he is dear to me; all l have to love
Have you got trunk: Couldn't you
take me in that, and we'll disguise Har.
ry in girls clothes. have them. You
could make air holes in the trunk, you
know, and when we once reach the Un-
ion Pacific we are safe. o, the Union
Pacific. What hope have built upon