An Angel of Mercy

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 28
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1996
Type Text
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Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
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Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
ID 326790
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Title An Angel of Mercy
Description they had carefully guarded on their long, arduous journey from England. Those long months had been filled with dedication and courage, but they also had been hard and demanding. Now it was 1896 and Utah was a brand new state. Mercie was a wife and a mother, but still a loving daughter and granddaughter. This particular day, January 11, 1896, Mercie was preparing for a celebration. She had been awake since 4 o'clock and had crept quietly out of bed so she would not disturb her sleeping family. She had the fires blazing, hot water on the stove, and the bread mixed and set to raise. Now she carefully selected the clothing for each family member. George, her sophisticated husband, must have a freshly starched and ironed white shirt. She placed the heavy iron on the back of the stove to heat. She was the mother of eight-eight beautiful and choice spirits were hers. However, there were just five at home this morning. Mammy had insisted that the oldest three children--Eugene. Ella, and Murel--stay the night with her. That left Mercie with four little boys, including Ross, the baby. After all. Geneva, the only girl at home, was such a young lady, nearly nine years old. and now as she was peeking around the door, she called, -Mommy, the baby's crying. Shall 1 get him?" "Please do, dear, and then put those woolen socks on your feet. These floors are cold." "Where are the fresh diapers?" "In the basket under the bed." Geneva brought the baby out and handed him to her mother. Mercie smiled and tucked the blankets around him tightly. "Isn't he beautiful? I think his eyes will be blue, just like yours. Geneva. Do you remember what day this is? We must get everyone ready for the big celebration. "I'm singing with the choir and have this presentation to make. We must all be dressed up~wear our very best. I think Ella's blue wool will fit you just fine. Royal has that new sweater that Grandma Just 74
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Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 28
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-23
Date Modified 2005-02-23
ID 326695
Reference URL