Mary Prayer, John Henry Heard a Voice

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 10
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1978
Type Text
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Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
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Date Created 2005-03-01
Date Modified 2005-03-01
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Title Mary Prayer, John Henry Heard a Voice
Description same two words : "Go home." Thi t. time, knowi ng that he was Go horne' This t i^e it was so foresful * he could do nothing but obey. He saddled one horse and leaving the other horse and the partially loaded wagon, started for home. He rode fas ter and faster, t ven his horse ^eemed to sense a need Tor* Mary had started some stew and biscuits in case John Henry did coine home, and tooj to keep busy. She had batned both children, and trying to keep her thoughts from John Henry and his possi ble danger, had started worrying a bout the cow. She had been left in the clearing near the vegetable patch and was mooing unmercifully, her full udder giving her great pain. Mary went to the window to try to locate the poor said no one should ieave the fort and she couldn't see the cow to try to call her. But something else caught her eye, there in the northeast, the sky held an orriinous glow. Si nee it was a clear night, it could mean only one thing, the sawfni 11 was on fire. Mary choked back a cry, said a silent prayer and checked the biscuits. Darkness was fallinq as John Henry entered the hone slackened his pace. He glanced over his shoulder. Maybe it hadn't been wise to leave the sawmill with his work only half ¦finished and without the wagon and other horse. He, too, saw the glow on the horizon and knew it could only be one thing: the sawmill on fire. There had been so much rain, it couldn't the last few weeks of the Indians want i no to drive the settlers out. If that were the case, if the Indians were indeed on the warpath again, he had been very lucky, or more likely, very blessed in hearing the strange warning. ful, hostile Indians would not fare well. The cold at the base of John Henry's spine rose, until, in spite of the heat, tired horse's pace. The night was cooler and the stars glistened brightly as watching for him, for as the gates were opened, she came run--25-
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Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol. 10
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Date Created 2005-02-23
Date Modified 2005-02-23
ID 323689
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