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"Oh, Sophia, how I love thee. How I grieve for thee. Be brave. When Willie returns from school, he can care for the farm. Encourage him to work hard. It is good land-and ample water. It will provide a good living for all of you. "Oh, the pain-please, God, give me strength. "I love my people. Such good counselors, so loving and compassionate* "The sheep-they will soon need care. Andrew will help." "I want Willianto know--he needs me," "Sophia, dear-our wedding day*" "Lars, you mean today is your wedding anniversary?" Brother Cheney asked as he knelt by his friend. "You have a wonderful family. I remember seeing those pretty little girls of yours with you at Conference time. Heal beauties." "Twenty-two years-go so fast-not enough tine. Oh, God, be good to them." In a lonely farmhouse some three or four miles west of the town of Mount Pleasant in Sanpete Valley, a loving wife watched for her husband's return. Sophia began again to pace the floor, first to the kitchen window-then to the back porch and back again. "Here it is our wedding anniversary. Lars should be here any minute. That roast in the oven will be black, but I did want it to be warm. The girla were so unhappy when I made them eat early. They wanted to atay up for the celebration. Quite a cake Tressie put together. Sophronia and Edith ate more icing than is left on the cake. They wanted to surprise their Dad-and all those 62 |
