The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1883-10-17
II0MEW BOUND.
WHY THEY WE'RE TRAVELLING To
WARD MAINE.
An AGED CsunIr leaving Utah Behind
Them a. Fast rs Two Horses Can Cnrr,
Them.

Them.
A letter from Cleveland Ohio, to the
New York Sun, saysi Two dn,t-coycred
horses, GOV, red wagon c ntaining
man and woman, with long rope, to
which was attached an aged yellow dog,
appeared on the streets here recently.
The man was dark and swarthy, with
white beard and long flowing hair. The
woman was dressed in q faded calico,
her skin was us dark ~ her husbands,
and her face was covered with wrinkles.
"Mv name is Sarah Stafford, ard this
is my husband, Timothy Stafford, said
the woman. 1--WE lives, or ut least we
used to live, twenty-eight miles from
Portland State of Maine. For four
years we've been galavantin' about out
West, and are now On our way home,
thankful that we've had Our lives pre-
served, for we've been in some almighty
tight places, aHa several times looked
death i'll the face"
Mrs. Stafford lighted little black
pipe, and after pulling vigorously, COLI
tinucd
1--WE don't look like MornUns. do we?
Well, We amt Mormons any more, bnt
we ohcs was. The fools amt all dead
vet, which Accounts for our bein' here
to-day. You see, my Timothy was al
ways susceptible, and ! had to do this,
that, and the other thing If | wanted to
live with him in peace. Well, one day
while he was cuttin' grass in the mcader
leanish man with an awful oily tongue
came along and asked him to join the
| Mormops.
"Sow, so far rs I was concerned, l
hated Mormous WIS than ] did pizcn;
hut when Timothy brought the man to
the house, and he talked so good and
kind like to me and called me his dear
Sister Stafford, sortcr warmed up to
him and listened ~ what he said. Oh, he
painted an awful pretty Picture of Utah,
where all was love and happiness, and
where there was no backbitin or SANDER.
iie rcnd to M from his Bible and prayed
and seemed 70 good TINT Timothy here
was actually struck, while l-well, j
guess was n little biz struck too.
"Wcll, to make long story short, as
the sayin' il, Timothy and | were per-
shaded to sell our farm and go to Utah.
we got there in time and was welcomed
by the Mormon Church. The dcacons
and other big guns made great fuss
over Timothy, while the women looked
after inc, One old fellow with n long
neck and Crooked leg said We must buy
n farm at once and prepare for great re-
sponsibiltics. He then wlnkcd kind 81
nys,rrious like Mt Timothy and Wen
away. Timothy allowed that he mean
to elect him to some high office in the
Church, but told him Office diln't brinf
in bread and butter, 50 | guessed wc''
postpone buyin' the farm till We fount
out how we liked the community. s;
! we rented n small house hear the town
: and held on to our cash. I'd been {
scrapin' and diggin Tor nigh onto thirtI
years, and didn't propose toget swindlet
!, if ! knew 1t.
: "Well, after we'd bin there a while
along comes squad of the deacons
who looked pious and resigned like, ant
said that Timothy ought to take anothel
wife, n young woman who could be I
daughter to me, and comfort my decliu
ing years. Well, sir, If they'd shot m,
' down there wouldn't have been nor
surprised. After I had collected m
4 thoughts a little bit | went into tn
y kitchen, and got n pot of bilin' watel
g and then | sailed INTO them deaconl
!. Scatter You better believe they did.
y thought they'd break their pious necl
. tryin' to get over the fence. The gal
! vas too small for en-, and they wei
. down the road like n hurricane. pickle
up rake and went after EN-. and il
didn't haste the hindermost my nam
i amt Sarah Stafford. Ill warrant ther
+, wasn't two inches of sound hide left o
! him. When got back to the house
,, found Timothy in terrible rage. III
said / didn't have his pleasure or com
fort Mt heart, and that didn't love hin
like used to in Maine. He even toll
me that was a-gcttin' too old for him
and he ought to nave young wife if h
was goin' to be highcockalorum in tn
Church. Well, sir, when he told m
that used the rake on him."
Mr., Stafford attempted to speak {
:. this inncturc, but his wife shut him u
with one decided look and continued:
Il "He don't like to hear what fool
5; was among them Mormons. Now,
!" jcould have married the long-neck
To deacon i spoke of short time ago, L
@ Timothy had been my mainstay n
e. guide for thirty year and / was satsti,
1t made me terrible mad, though, to h
him jabberin' about young wife,
as if | warn't good 'nough for him. ]
| took him by the hand and left
H. country. We walked until mornin' {
cs put up at farm house. bought tn
on horses and that wagon OF the farm
me and kivcred the wagon myself wlti, NJ
I'd lin. Since then we've been traveiih
"a ward Maine Us fast ms them critters "
carry us, and when we glt there we
never leave again until they carry us o
?" feet first. SO there, young man, ~ Is. o :,
story. It's MS true MS gospel, and II II
teach any old fools in this country
stav at home, mind their business, NJ
n lei the Mormons alone, You can print
in vour paper although I'd awfully ma
I my m old neighbors down in Maine to 81
nd Mrs Stafford, with her Timothy, yt
pe AVN d,'o and iaded horses, left for Il