Twelve Mormon Homes : Twelve Mormon homes visited in succession on a journey through Utah to Arizona.

Twelve Mormon Homes, page 088

arrow. She sprang to the door of the bedroom, threw it open, crying, " Tige, take him! " The dog darted out and flew at the ruffian's throat. The attack was so unexpected that the Indian went at once to the floor, and there man and beast rolled over and over in a des- perate struggle. The dog conquered. The Indian cried like a child for mercy; and when she bade the dog quit him, threw his bow and quiver at her feet, and made signs imploring her pity for his wounds. She was horribly frightened, but she bade the dog watch him while she went for warm water and bathed the bites, and tore some of her scanty supply of linen into bandages. He lay on her floor some time, and then crawled away, and was never again seen near the settlement. Helen lived, said her husband, to see the lonely house sur- rounded by beautiful villas, each set like her own in an orchard of thriving trees, and at her feet a fast-growing city, with no other sign of danger threatening it than the presence on the height above it of the white buildings of Camp Douglas, under whose guns the city lies. The gardener of whom Mr. - had spoken was my chil- dren's friend, Elder Potteau. I mentioned the subject of his fruit- tree investment to him when we gathered round the evening fire, asking him how he disposed of all his "payments in kind." He assured me that all had proved useful. "Nails!" Why, he had sorted the nails into separate kegs, till, by the time he was ready to build, he had almost enough for the house he began with. Like all the Mormons of the first immigration, Elder P. spoke 88