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Show THE MORMON LION Days and nights of weeping had done little to lessen their soft beauty . . "David!" she whispered, "you were going away Without a word 1 Why dtd you wait until the last mmute? Kiss me. No one will see." "Coral That madness is past. We put it away." ~he c?-ught my hand as I tried to pass her. Wait, David, my king! You surely will not go this way, when you said that, as soon as I am free, you want me." " I said, if! should be forced to take a second wife " "You will be- you shall be, never doubt! Don:'t seek to pull away. I cannot let you go without a smgle remembrance. Rather than that I should-I shall call him!" ' She was desperate. I pressed my lips to hers, and tore myself away from her, to hurry out. I reached the door none too soon. Amanda was returning through the front gate. She eyed me sharply, but srud nothmg. I led her back to the wagon. The others paid no heed to the absence of Cora. A good word from Amanda gained Chilcott's surly consent for Ankotash to travel with us to the Southern Settlements as my servant. Waller climbed over mto the rear seat. We swung up in front, and Chilcott took the lmes from Waller. He paused with his foot on the brake, to look around. " Where's Cora? "he demanded. " Here I am," she called, darting out of the gateway and springing on the wheel hub to reach out her hand to htm. Her arm pressed caressingly against my knee. " Lord," he growled. " Didn't say I wanted to lick your hand. Get down." He threw the brake and tightened the lines. The spirited horses lunged forward. Cora sprang clear barely m time. But she smiled, and I caught an exultant flash m her eyes. She had contrived to see me again and take a second farewell. CHAPTER XVI MILKING THE GENTILES WE rolled out of Salt Lake City at a clipping pace, with the stolid Ankotash pounding along behmd on his saddle mule. The start was a fair sample of our trip through to the Southern Settlements. which was as uneventful as it was rapid. Up the Jordan to the Stakes scattered along the east shore of Lake Utah- American Fork Pleasant Grove, Provo, and Springfteld,then~ e forty miles o: so to Nephi, and seventy-five or eighty more to Ftllmore, crossmg on the way the northern bend of the Sevier River. Beyond the Territorial capital, a dirty adobe-walled town of a thousand people, we crossed another watershed in a sixty-mile drive to Beaver; after whtch came Parowan, Cedar City and several smaller Stakes along the Government road to California. In spring or fall the trip might have been enjoyable, for most of the way the road followed the strin(: of fertile valleys along the west _side of the moun tams. But until we reached Cedar Ctty we suffered no httle from cold and snow ; and the hospitality of the rude Saints of the isolated settlements. though warmly offered was more than meagre. They had need to figure ~lose to keep themselves and their stock from starvation until spring should bring relief. We pushed through as fast as possible, coverin15 in ~ix days the distances that usually cost the Cahforma emigrants as' many weeks. "At Pmto we stopped over to prepare for the desert trip. John D. Lee, the Assistant Indian Agent under •57 |