My Cut-Glass Lump-Sugar Dish

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 13
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1981
Type Image
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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 My Cut-Glass Lump-Sugar Dish
Description HY CUT-GLASS LUMP-SIGAS DISH Jewel King Larsen W>5 South 100 East St. George, Utah S4??0 Professional Division First Place Short Story As I sit contentedly in ray own little home, awaiting my son Lars' return from work in the fields, I note the hand-made pine table laid with a white cloth, my cut-glass lump-sugar dish gleaming in all its splendor in the center; I gaze through the window at the growing vegetable garden, earn filling the ear, beans climbing to reach the sun, tomatoes beginning to show the first blush; 1 smile and remember----. My dear husband, Jens Larsen, son Lars and I, Anna Jensen Larsen, were converted and baptized into the Mormon Church in. I863 by a fine, young missionary whom we called "Elder Mortensen," who Called at our home in Stoherup, Denmark, As did most converts at that tine, we yearned to emigrate to Zion: thus we sold our home, furnishings and livestock to get enough money to make the long trip. It was very hard to see strangers moving into my home-using my treasures. There was one thing I could not part with, a wedding gift from sty motheri a cut-glass lump-sugar dish. We set sail early in the year of 18», across that wide, forbidding ocean. Soon a storm hit, battering the ship with waves as high as a tree, wind shrieking madly as it tore at our clothing. "Do you think we will live to see America?" I asked Jens tearfully. "It seems that God bpri forsaken us". But as we knelt to pray, asking God's help through our trouble, a calmness cane over me, I knew He heard our prayers) that He loved us and would lead us safely through the storm. After weeks of sailing, we sighted the beautiful shores of taerica, but little did we realize that our voyage was only beginning, that the hardest part lay ahead. We had scant knowledge of the English language and found it hard to communicate. ¥e traveled many miles in a covered wagon, over mountains and valleys, through cities and villages until we reached St, Joseph, Missouri. There we had to prepare for the long, hazardous trek west. Our money was nearly gone now. There was scarcely enough left to buy supplies, nothing to buy a sturdy wagon and team of oxen. There -25-
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Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 13
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-19
Date Modified 2005-02-19
ID 324297
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