The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1883-07-21
INTERVIEWING MRS. YOUNG.


reporters took a notion yesterday
morning that he would run down and
interview Mrs. Young. The scheme
of interviewing Brigham was an ola
one there would be no enterprise In
anything of that kind, but the idea
of chat with the wife seemed new
and brilliant.
"Can see Mrs. Brigham Young
in the parlor for few moments"'
inquired the reporter at the office
counter of the American House.
"Walk up to the parlor and I'll find
OUT" said Mr.. Smith.
The parlor was the largest the re-
porter had ever seen. Itwas eighty
feet one way and seventy the other,
and the ceiling was so high that the
reporter thought they must have to
use tes ope to determine when it
needed white washing. He satdown
in a chair in one corner. Pretty
soon a tall, stout lady entered the
room.
MRS. Young, L suppose 2" asked
the reporter.
"Yes, sir" answered the lady.
II have called, madam" said the
reporter, "to ascertain your views on
questions iyolyed by poIygamy and
other institutions peculiar to Nor
monism."
"Ah, SIR" said the lady pleasantly,
as she took a seal, 81 fear shall be
unable to crafty your curiosity. My
husband has gone out for walk ?
when he returns he will doubtless be
glad to advise you upon any topic
concerning our faith of which it may
be proper to say anything"
"But / wish to obtain your views,"
explained the reporter. "Mr. Young
has frequently been heard through the
press, while his wife has never been
interviewed. May / hope, madam,
that you will accord the Tribune the
honor of being the first to convey to
the public YOU"
"Did you wish to SEE me ?" inquir-
ed small thin lady, who had enter
ed the parlor quite noiseIessly.
"Excuse me-" said the reporter,
'sbut Mrs. Young was the lady l ask
"Well, 1 am Mrs. Young" said
the small, thin lady,
eyes," said the tall, stout lady,
"this is Mrs. Young, and so am L.
This is Sophia, Mr., Young's fourth
wife, while 1 am Margaret, his sew
enth wife-he calls me Birdie"
The reporter was considerably en-
barrassed. He might have been hap
py with either. were t'other fair
charmer away.
"Be seated, madam" said he. 81
have called to ascertain your views
on the questions involved by polyg-
amy and other institutions peculiar
to Mormonism."
"Oh, but I've nothing to say"
protested the small, thin lady (;
brigham will be in shortly, and
maybe he'll talk with you"
"But, madam" urged the reporter,
"Mr. Young has frequently been
heard from through the press, while
his wife--beg pardon, l mean his
wives have meyer"
"Who was it wanted to see me in
the parlor ?" asked a red-haired, frec-
ed-faced lady coming into the room
at this juncture.
"Why, this gentleman is a repor-
ter" explained the tall. stout lady,
sand he has come to interview us.
Mr.. Reporter, this is Mrs. Lucy
Young, my Brigham's second WIFE"
Mrs. Lucy Young bowed stitfiy and
sat down on hair-cloth sofa.
Pm not going to be interviewed, !"
she said. eff there's any interview
ing to be done. Briggy's got to do it,"
"Hello, girls, anybody down here
want to see me'?"
The inquirer was a curly headed,
red-cheeked young lady, who came
bouncing into the room very uncere-
moniousIy.
"It's reporter come to interview
u.s." said the freckle-taced lady.
"a reporter? Why, how funny !"
exclaimed the curly haii ed, red
checked young lady, laughing heart
lily. She sat down next to the re-
porter.
"I'm one of the Mrs. Young" said
she, "but mustn't say word that is
liable obe printed. Brig would never
forgive meif l did. Pm his fourteenth
wife, you know, and he's awful jeal'
Gus. Oh, there you are, Emma. Come
in dear. Here's an editor who want:
to interview u.s."
Emma was another wife the.
eighth. She was crosseyed, but 9th