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

Twelve Mormon Homes, page 094

leading us into the sight of an appetizingly-spread table. A woman (was she a stepmother?) was placing a pot of steaming coffee on it, and another woman (another stepmother?) was withdrawing a pan of hot rolls from the oven, when Miss Julia suddenly paused, and saying, " I beg your pardon; you will have to wait a few moments!" closed the door between us and her- self. Not, however, before I had seen the outer door of the kitchen thrown open, and Bishop Macbeth enter, followed by the Indians, he saying to the women, "Now, good people, you'll have to satisfy these folks first." Sitting hungrily beside the parlor window, I soon saw our copper-colored supplanters returning to their horses' company with their hands and mouths full of our good breakfast. Our hostesses seemed to have taken it as a matter of course, for in less than half an hour we were demolishing more hot rolls, coffee, chickens, and other good things, which were smilingly pressed upon us from an apparently inexhaustible larder. The Indians had come, I suppose, to see President Young; but, if so, they were disappointed, for we started immediately after breakfast. BUCKHORN SPRING-RED CREEK The storm which had been following us so long threatened to envelop us all the forenoon; occasionally snow-flakes falling from the low clouds that had hidden the surrounding mountain- tops. A party of men from Beaver rode out some miles on the plain with us. Passing a group of horses, closely fenced in with wattles, we saw several Indians waiting for us, who approached 94