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

Twelve Mormon Homes, page 099

wagon fell into line, and we entered Parowan in great state to the music of "John Brown's Body."53 Our carriage, President Young's, and another drew up in the courtyard of Bishop Norman's low-roofed but wide-spreading home, and we stood a few minutes on the piazza to listen to the last strains of the band, and exult over the promise of a fair day on the morrow. Over the roofs of the town we could see that the snow-clouds were caught by the skirts, and trailing away over the mountains in the distance. The last rays of sunset streamed up a red and glorious background to the flag, which-forgive the scream of the eagle !-displayed its folds in the evening breeze from a liberty pole in the courthouse yard. PAROWAN Bishop Norman's comfortable house was one of those in which you feel at home at once. The very shepherd-dog on the piazza made friends with the children when they first stepped on the piazza, and "spoke" for a biscuit as if he had known them all his life. The master and mistress looked so like a Norfolkshire squire and dame, that I was surprised to learn that they were both from Massachusetts. Mrs. Norman was short, stout, merry, and dimpled: a suitable mate for Mr. Norman. She took me to my room, and when I rejoined her in the parlor introduced me 531t was not unusual for Brigham Young to be welcomed by a crowd and escorted into town by a band. John D. Lee tells of similar events in his diary. Robert Glass Cleland and Juanita Brooks, eds., A Momzon Chronicle: The Diaries of John D. Lee, 1846-1876, 2 ~01s. (San Marino, California: The Huntington Library, 1955), I:313--14;2:71-72, 113-14. 99