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Show 52 the boy's all right. Needn't tell me ! He started early in the true path ; now he's here." . . . Nodding to me agam, tlus time with gemal fnendliness, he indicated Lucy. " Who's our ewe lamb, bo ? " Y. The lady is Sister Neville," I replied. "Both her parents are among the martyrs on the other side of South Pass. Her father made me her guardian." " Guardian-you ? Why not one of the Elders ? " " They had more than enough to care for, and I had been able to render Dr. Neville and his wife some assistance.'' " What are you going to do with her now? Marry her?" He cast a look of sly humour at his companion and nudged him in the side. Chilcott forced a smile at the Prophet's facetiousness, but his eyes glinted unpleasantly. I had still less relish for the misplaced levity of the great man. " Miss Neville has not yet recovered from the loss of her parents and the other tribulations of the miserable push-cart scheme, which the President of the Church proclaimed to be a divine plan," I said .. " Almighty! " swore Bngham, frowmng at me m sudden deep anger. " What d 'you mean by that? " " I mean that the head of the First Presidency should not forget to be considerate to those whose obedience to counsel has cost them such frightful sufferings." He half flung his portly form out of the carriage. and motioned to Chilcott to follow. " William " he exclaimed in assumed trepidation, " you'll rem~mber what the other young David did to the lion! The Lion of the Lord hasn't fared much better." " It's what I told you," growled Chilcott. " The boy needs a lesson- one that'll make him smart for his imfudence." " I'l give him one," replied Brigham, and he THE MORMON LION 53 looked up at me with a bland smile. "Brother David, here's my carriage to haul your ewe lamb to her own partic'lar pen in the fold, if you have one for her. Just tell the driver where you want to go." I stared at him, disconcerted by the unexpected courtesy. He queried with curt impatience: " Well, where you goin~ to take the girl? " "To Brother Sen by s house- Norton Sen by, the merchant," I answered. " Sen by? " he said, with a quick return of his frown. "Mrs. Senby is Miss Neville's aunt." " So? " he muttered. " Well, go ahead. Come along, Bill." He plunged into the crowd, and Chilcott followed him, though not with the best of grace. I handed Lucy down from the wagon and into the carriage. Despite our rags, we rolled away, the envy of all who witnessed our departure. We had found favour in the eyes of the Prophet. |