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The English Rose

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Title Saga of the Sanpitch Vol 07
Subject Pioneers
Description Stories and poems about early Southern Utah Pioneers
Publisher Snow College
Date 1975
Type Text
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Language eng
Rights Management Snow College
Holding Institution Snow College
ARK ark:/87278/s6154f64
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-26
Date Modified 2005-02-26
ID 325315
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s6154f64

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Title The English Rose
Description for domestic help for his widowed mother. I fit the need, and was soon between the towering mountains of Sanpete Valley. On the same day that I left Salt Lake, Mr. Hall also left, starting on his way to California. I tried to persuade him to stay, to give the Church some time to prove its rightness. I implored him to think of his sacrifice in coming, and begged him to think of Miss, who would be coming in the spring. Nothing I said moved his mind; I watched him begin his westward journey as my own wagon began to roll south. I do not know what anger or sorrow Miss must have felt for me later, when she knew. She had trusted me to keep Mr. Hall faithful, but she never seemed to blame me for his leaving. I think she must have known he was too luxury-loving, too uncertain to endure the difficulties of pioneer life. My employer, James Yates, a broad-chested, deep-voiced man in his forties, established me in his mother's house. The Widow Yates is a peren-nially dissatisfied little woman with iron gray hair. She loves my servi - tude. Mr. Yates is husband of four wives, all of whom the widow resents. "I says I can't keep track of them, And there isn't one of them that deserves James." "Mother," Mr. Yates would explain in a steady, commanding voice. "It is God's commandment. I am living the law. All my wives are good women that God has sent to me. This is my calling." "You would think God could have sent one who is good enough for you then," the widow muttered, intending for Mr. Yates and me to hear her. I soon learned that the old woman repeated the conversation periodically. Mr. Yates always explained carefully, never loosing patience with her. In late spring Miss was suddenly in Fountain Green, to my great delight and disbelief. She had arrived in Salt Lake in April, to find Mr. Hall's name taken from Church records; he had been excommunicated in California. Tearfully she told me that she had been lost and wandering in the city for days, spending nights with a kind matron. Before long she learned the church policy for single young women: immediate marriage to whomever is available. A church leader had called her to marry a prominent Salt Lake polygamist, explaining that plural marriage was necessary for care and increase in Zion. Miss told me with great sadness that she had cried, "No, no, no. I'll never marry an old man who has six wives. I'd rather die." Miss was born passionate. She dreamed from girlhood of marrying a gallant knight whom she would love unceasingly. She could not endure the possibility of marrying someone whom she did not love, and probably would never love. She required love, desire, and deepest friendship of romance, and romance of marriage. And when the church leaders told her they brought the prophet's message, she cried, "That is not for me!" She was able at last to find someone who knew where I had gone, and devoid of money and home now, found passage with a group traveling to -18-
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Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol. 7
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-19
Date Modified 2005-02-19
ID 325296
Reference URL https://collections.lib.utah.edu/ark:/87278/s6154f64/325296