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 finished knitting. Can you lay out some things for those two little boys while I feed the baby?" She glanced at her husband as he appeared at the door. "Oh, George, I'm glad you're up. You'll just have to take charge of those three little boys. I'll take Geneva with me to help with the baby. There's mush on the stove and the milk in the cellar. 1 have to get ready. I must be early so I can practice my presentation. Myrum and I are doing that comic part about the old couple who fell heir to a fortune. And I want to have all the flags pressed and hung around the chapel." As Mercie dressed and frizzed her hair softly around her face, she picked up a letter lying on the dresser, a letter from President Lorenzo Snow. Geneva had brought this letter from the Bishop's house last night, but Mercie had not seen it. She was at the bedside of a very ill sister who was delivering her twelfth baby. Now as Mercie glanced at the envelope, excitement was aroused in her breast and she thought, "Could this be the message 1 have been dreaming about?" It was now past 8 o'clock and no time to open the letter, so she tucked it into her blouse and hurried on with the duties at hand--making a curl in Geneva's hair and a last wipe of the little boys' faces to remove the milk whiskers and jam spots. As they all hurried out the door, Mercie called to George. "Oh, I have a letter from President Snow! Maybe it is the message I've been waiting for." The program was a grand success. They had called upon anyone who wanted to share a thought or poem to do so and Mercie had stood and in her strong, emotional voice recited her favorite poem, "Invictus" by William Ernest Henley. Invictus Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. 75
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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 326696
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