The Genteel Gentile, Letters of Elizabeth Cumming, 1857 - 1858

Genteel Gentile, page 088

Brigham Voting's Pl.,,y,,, tl e city rovided for rgC en-acre b ocks, d fight l< ts each, thus illo pace for vegetab e g.itxlfii ; orchard , and chicke an inimal sh ds in a Jdifion tf a house The goal wa la =ach hous hold s lf-sufficie lit 2Thc .,,u,c yances El izabetl e presse in this letlc we is of the uxurv of i VI tig 1 the Sta ne s M.ins on was shor -liVL nlly nT,a led tho r home. Th e Cum ¦nings, theref re novcd to small house ne xl dooi1 U the Salt Lak e fh ¦Vhen one vibuah cb the c ¦ast be iou=e anc (he Ui 'or magi if cent m nsion she ha 1 bi. ™ mo rod with (i \l as ivh n one se s the relativ lyu rcssive h iijsc in the shadow of the impos ng the iter symp.itl 'or hci pique. &c' We, newcomers, have no garden yet-& it is too late (in this climate) for us to begin, to cultivate it. The price of man's service here averages two dollars a day, if you feed him, more if not. But oh the ten thousand petty annoyances-the gnat stings of the housekeeping here? I will pass them over-only saying that since I left the States, during the journey, during our camp life, I had almost no annoyance, except from the young girl I told you of. ] enjoyed all the rest of my life very much- a very happy eight months I had. So much so, I often said to myself "it will not last"-& now the the trouble has come. The home Coivnn, ¦rCiiimnn iginiii hij ivi,hl ',¦1- !,«;>in ? the b dwurjed by the Sail Like Tin liter. 'Iheliwal Inxkdli It'll Still Lake Citv