THE BLESSINGS OF MORMONISM.

Hawke's Bay Times, Volume 19, Issue 1247, 13 February 1872, Page 2

THE BLESSINGS OF MORMONISM.

[CORINNB REPORTER.] Nearly four weeks ago an intelligent English lady arm ed in this city, from Sacramento, where .she had resided for two or three years. Her story is simple, but it tells the depth and silent power ot maternal love :— ■ " Once a happy and contented girl in her happy home—a town of ' Memo England,' our true heroine dwelt. In that British town the priest of Mornionistn appeared Many were they who listened, and a few followed after him to share the promises of the Western Israel. Of these infatuated persons one was that angel of the household, the young girl beiore mentioned. Our young convert joined the caravan with her fellow proselytes for the weary journey. She had become a Mormon in all the strength of her soul, and believed in the new dispensation. On the way to America the same false preacher was wiili them from Liverpool to Salt Lake, and on the way he married her, and a true and honorable wife she became to him. But later the husband, tiring of the gentle helpmeet,, must needs obey the great commandment —polygamy. Another wife and then a third in quick succession; but at this, the only one entitled to that sacml title rebelled, and was driven

out to occupy a separate liut. She had two children, and asking these as her portion, promised to leave the place for ever. Did she get her little ones 1 Oh, no. But from that wicked place and the treacherous husband she went to California. During these last four weeks, the mother made hasty visits to her neglected children and craved them over ant 7 over again.. In this she as often failed. Then the courts were appealed to with partial success. The adulterer is indicted for his crimes, and now awaits trial and certain punishment. Without money, now Mrs Ofield sees the chance of her two boys growing less every day, and she must return to her home in Cincinatti. Not, however, without one more effort, and so this persevering woman went afoot to Brigham City, silently crept through the streets, eager, anxious, now full of hope, now sickening in despair, lest de tecuon overthrow the work she had to to do. God was the guardsman of this enterpiise. She found her boys asleep, and, waking them up, it was but another moment until this strangely united family were away in the solitude hurrying from the dark places they shall never'know again. That journey hither to Corinne was a flight to be remembered. Here again, in the dead of the night, not waiting for repese, the mother and children left on a western freight train for California—that State whose laws are adequate to shelter the weak, and whose people will not neglect those needy but honest fugitives from Mormonism.