God Blessed the West

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 12
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1980
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 324024
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Title God Blessed the West
Description "Did Father Morley send you?" He shook Lowry with powerful grip. "Why you no tell me, Walker, that Father aend you?" ¦1 tried to, Chief," but Lowry knew he had avoided mentioning from whom he came for fear If they killed him they would know right where to go to attack, "Father Horley,...Father Morley send you?" John shook his head vigorously in the affirmative. Walker went on, ¦'Father Morley white Chief. He Walker's friend, he baptise Walker, he my brother. His God, Walker's God, too! Let Lowry go!" The Chief, really in command now, stood at full, proud height. "Leave Lowry alone!" he screaned through tightly stitched lips, 'lowry brave dan, come alone to see Walker' Give hiJE furs and food!" "Heap good furs for white Father," he boasted as if saying they were earnest money or promise until they could meet. "Give Lowry his gun and blankets. Now you go!" JohnB happy and relieved, did "GO," with an escort to protect him from the wild ones that attacked on his way to see the Chief. The trip did not take as long on John's return. The weather cooperated, the sincere premise from Walker that he would control his brothers and would meet in 'Hantee'1 for settling the dispute, all made the journey more pleasant. John felt so elated he forgot his misery and dangers. 'Ve just may be home free one more time!" he enthused, knowing that Walker's envious brothers had lied and stirred the big Chief to act as he had. They had also given him much too much of a. root drug they used for getting psyched up for raid or battle. These nomads going through were to blame, too; yet they did not hesitate to pasture their stock on the bottom lands just greening with tall, belly high grasses. He heard the shouts of welcome, though they seemed to ca»e from far away. 'These have been bitter days and I am blessed to be alive!" He wept; they were the first tears he had shad. "What's wrong with me? Have I lost my mind?" he asked of hiaself aloud, and as he thought he heard, "Accept Christ as the way because there is none other way under heaven whereby man can be saved." (2nd Nephii 31i2l) He was sure now that in his weakened condition, he was delirious! The voice, so deep yet so soft, continued, "I an the vino, ye are the branches! He that abideth in me and I In hin, bringeth forth more fruit, for without me ye can do nothing." (John 15i5) "Yes, President and Patriarch Morley, you were right. Yes, as you said, the color of skin does not matter when we believe and serve -30-
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Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 12
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-19
Date Modified 2005-02-19
ID 323942
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