Truth. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1901-1908, 1906-02-24

look through his big telescope, and
with that we discovered the beautiful
lady's face in the moon. We called
her the beautiful queen of the night
and we were sure she lived in the
bright city of the northern lights. We
enjoyed the rainbow just after the
summer shower. One end seemed to
rest on Mr. Miller's wood and the
other down in the beautiful little val
ley of the Tow Jack creek. We
could separate the principal colors in
it and call them by name. Every day
to us was peace, love and happiness.
We knew not fear and had never
heard of the demon who terrorized
little children at night and stalked
through the earth at monday. We
were as happy and contented as the
little stream that rises in the foot
hills and flows out through the corn
fields and meadows. Thus we lived
ON in happiness till one day in Jan
uary we heard that a great revivalist
was holding meetings at Centre, a
small town two miles from where we
lived On that day two female emes.
saries of the children's demon visited
our house and told my mother that
she was committing the great sin of
omission by not taking her children to
this great revivalist and having their
souls saved. They said, Suppose one
of your children should die without
salvation it would be thrown into the
lake of fire and birthstone and be
burned forever and forever
"That night my father packet the
whole family in the big sleigh and
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clear, crisp evening, the moon was
full and the light it cast on the deep
snow made it look like a rich, spark
ling silver carpet covering the valley
and hills. At the end of long lane
leading from the house to the main
road was large, beautiful hard
maple tree. This tree in the spring
time furnished sap from which we
made the purest and sweetest maple
sugar In the hot summertime my
sister and l built play houses under
| it's shade and tied our swing pole to
| it's long, slender branches. When we
drove by l remarked to my mother
that the old maple must be awful cold,
| it looked so lonesome and bare in the
chilly night air. Mother told us that
in the winter time the life, or sap of
the tree went down into the roots and
that they were kept warm by the
earth that covered them, just as we
were kept warm in the blankets that
covered us when we were in bed.
| When we reached the main road and
turned north the horses cast long
shadow on the snow. This shadow
we said was Santa Claus returning
home after Christmas, and how we
did enjoy seeing it jump into the
fence corners and over the stumps
and small bushes along the road! We
arrived at the church just as the
preacher was reading a doleful hymn
on eternity in a dismal, woebegone
voice. After slowly and sadly wall
ing the hymn, the preacher offered up
heartless, cruel prayer to revenge
full, merciless and eternal torture-lov-
ing God. He read as a scripture les
son about the rich man in his great
torment in hell, who called to Lazar-
us for a few drops of water to
quench his burning thirst Then he
turned back to the Old Testament and
read that the moon was turned to
blood and all the proud and wicked
would burn as stubble. After the
singing Of another mournful, unearth-
ly song in slow measure the preacher
took the following text: What will it