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Title: An Englishwoman in Utah : the story of a life's experience in Mormonism
Year: 1880 (1880s)
Authors: Stenhouse, Fanny, 1829- Stowe, Harriet Beecher, 1811-1896
Subjects: Stenhouse, Fanny, 1829- Lee, John Doyle, 1812-1877 Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints Mormons and Mormonism Mountain Meadows Massacre, 1857 Women, Mormon Women in the Mormon Church
Publisher: London : Sampson Low, Marston, Searle, & Rivington
Contributing Library: Princeton Theological Seminary Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Princeton Theological Seminary Library

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hin which were hisdeserted little ones—wailing, as if sensible of the great lossof a mothers care which they would soon have to sustain—and there, on her dying bed, was that poor wife and mother,tossing in wild delirium. , But he, the cause of all that woe,passed by that wretched hovel and its death-scene to the com-fortable home of a well-to-do brother, at whose house he firstobtained his supper, and then, calmly returning, entered theplace where his wife was lying, and for a moment surveyedthe scene. Then he quietly remarked to one of the sisterspresent : She has a good deal of fever. Another sister, who stood by, impulsively exclaimed, GoodGod ! Brother Pratt, this is more than fever; she is dying. Oh dear no, sister, he calmly replied ; she will re-cover. It was evident, however, to all but Orson that his wife wasdying, and that no earthly power could save her. The next day she was still raving, and it was told me thatin her wild frenzy she even attempted to strangle her babe.
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iij iiH!ll!;ll I.;1, l!i!;Mill vm Realities of Polygamic Life. 327 Orson essayed to hold her, but she caught his gold chain andsnapped it in two. His touch and the sight of the chainrecalled her for a moment to her senses, and she said reproach-fully, You are puffed up with pride, Orson, with your goldchain and rings, while you leave me and my babes to starve.Poor little lambs ! where are they ? For a moment the yearning of a mothers heart for herchildren conquered the fever that tortured her mind, and shelistened to her husbands attempted words of comfort, as hesaid, I am with you now, Eliza, and I will take care of you. Steadily, for a moment, she looked up into his face, and, withtears in her eyes, said mournfully : It is too late, Orson—itis too late! These were the last sane words which she uttered in thislife, although she still lingered on insensible. The next morning the Apostle Pratt resolved to leave forSalt Lake City and his young bride. The Bishop, however,cailed a counc

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