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Show 368 WESTERN WILDS. " Yes, ma'am." ( This with a slight courtesy.) " I'm his wife Dese-reta, but he married my sister Nellie the same day. Maybe its her you want to see. But she's with him now, up at the mine." " No," was the reply. " I only wanted to see who it was that had caused Henry Beatty to forget his family and his God. But if there's two of you, I know enough. Good- day." And she moved silently back to the hotel, and took the return coach for Zion. No one in-quired particularly about her; no one asked any questions about the notice of divorce eight months before. The bishop was satisfied with it, and the council had directed that " Brother Beatty be fellow-shiped," and that was enough. " Mind your own business," was the rule in Tooele as well as in Logan. The late autumn found our strange friend lying on a lounge in an eastern city, " only waiting till she should get strong enough to make the voyage." She had disposed of all her property in this blessed land of equal rights and wholesome laws, and was going back to monarchical England, where a man can not marry two wives in a day, or a woman be divorced without knowing it. Her Yankee friends said her head was " turned" by her troubles, or she never would have preferred despotism to liberty. She was but one of ten thousand whom the laws of Utah tacitly approved by the American Congress have crucified. But she had not gained strength as fast as the doctor predicted. She had gazed out of the open window whole hours at the vessels in the bay, but now she seemed to lack energy. Suddenly she spoke : " Let me look toward Old England once more before I die." The attendant raised her gently. She gazed long and lovingly over the blue ocean, then lay down and, with one brief prayer for Henry, passed away. " Willie has struck chloride! Willie has struck chloride!" shouted Marian, dancing into her mother's room with an open letter in her hand, greatly astonishing that worthy woman, to whom this lan-guage was scarcely more intelligible than Greek. She had not read all that long series of interesting letters, running through the year since Willie Manson and his partner settled down on Lion Hill, to dig for a fortune; and, in her ignorance, was about to ask who " chloride" was, and if he would strike back, when Marian continued : " Willie has struck chloride! He can sell out for fifty thousand dollars, and he's coming home right away, and and " She con-siderately paused. |