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
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Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-26
Date Modified 2005-02-26
ID 325315
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Title The English Rose
Description Sanpete, and came to me in Fountain Green. With her she brought a cutting from her roses. It was a dry, lifeless stick. But she nursed it devotedly, and in time it began to be resurrected. Mr. Yates agreed to take Miss in, saying gruffly that his home was not for disobedient ones, but that he would refuse no one a few days' lodging. Miss began working with the rest of us, but she did not attend family prayer, and she did not see Mr. Yates. The widow Yates was pleased with Miss. She began plotting ways to make Miss the fifth daughter-in-law. "At last God sends one who deserves him, I says. This little lady's good enough to appreciate his mind and his profile." But Miss was sad. She believed the church leaders were men of God, but she could not follow their counsel. She knew she was unacceptable to the Zion society the church encouraged. She believed, but she could not follow. The counsel of the brethern came to us in Fountain Green too. One Sunday we heard that imediate marriage was the rule for any single young woman. The same evening the bishop came to the Widow's house, asking to speak with both Miss and me. Miss-and the church-insist that I call her "Sister" or "Emily", and that is difficult. But I do it in public now, and before the widow. When we are alone, though, I still call her Miss." "Sister Emily," the Bishop began, "I have come to ask you to marry Brother James Yates, who is, as you know, a fine man. He can take care of you. This is the commandment from the prophet. Young women must marry." Miss' eyes flashed fire. She clamped her jaws shut and did not speak. We in the room were silent, watching her. Her mental struqgle was almost visible. Finally she spoke: "I will do as you require. I will marry Mr. Yates." The bishop has a habit of correcting both Miss' and my use of "Mister" and "Miss" rather than "Brother" and "Sister", but this time he did not correct Miss. Instead, he said. "You have chosen wisely. May God bless you." Even I did not see Mr. Yates that evening. But Miss soon heard from him. The next day he sent a message: "I am pleased that you have accepted the bishop's eternal assignment. With your agreement, I will call for you on Wednesday, to travel to Salt Lake, in company with some others, to be married in the Endowment house there." Hiss tried to act happy before the widow. But to me she spoke differently. She dreaded the approaching day; she resented its immediacy. She cried herself to sleep at night. She hoped for an early death to release her from a marriage to a man she did not want, and then she cried harder, realizing it was to be an eternal marriage. Wednesday morning dawned with Miss having been awake all night. Her things were ready to go; she had done that by candle light during the night because she could not sleep. When it was almost time for Mr. Yates' appearance, I went to Miss' room. She was crying again. -19-
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Identifier 028_The English Rose.jpg
Source Saga of the Sanpitch Vol. 7
Setname snowc_sts
Date Created 2005-02-19
Date Modified 2005-02-19
ID 325297
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