A Flight for Life.

           OnthemorningwhichfollowedhisinterviewwiththeMormonProphet,JohnFerrierwentintoSaltLakeCity,andhavingfoundhisacquaintance,whowasboundfortheNevadaMountains,heentrustedhimwithhismessagetoJeffersonHope. Inithetoldtheyoungmanoftheimminentdangerwhichthreatenedthem,andhownecessaryitwasthatheshouldreturn. Havingdonethushefelteasierinhismind,andreturnedhomewithalighterheart. 

           Asheapproachedhisfarm,hewassurprisedtoseeahorsehitchedtoeachofthepostsofthegate. Stillmoresurprisedwasheonenteringtofindtwoyoungmeninpossessionofhissitting-room. One,withalongpaleface,wasleaningbackintherocking-chair,withhisfeetcockedupuponthestove. Theother,abull-neckedyouthwithcoarsebloatedfeatures,wasstandinginfrontofthewindowwithhishandsinhispocket,whistlingapopularhymn. BothofthemnoddedtoFerrierasheentered,andtheoneintherocking-chaircommencedtheconversation. 

           “Maybeyoudon’tknowus,”hesaid. “ThishereisthesonofElderDrebber,andI’mJosephStangerson,whotravelledwithyouinthedesertwhentheLordstretchedoutHishandandgatheredyouintothetruefold.” 

           “AsHewillallthenationsinHisowngoodtime,”saidtheotherinanasalvoice;“Hegrindethslowlybutexceedingsmall.” 

           JohnFerrierbowedcoldly. Hehadguessedwhohisvisitorswere. 

           “Wehavecome,”continuedStangerson,“attheadviceofourfatherstosolicitthehandofyourdaughterforwhicheverofusmayseemgoodtoyouandtoher. AsIhavebutfourwivesandBrotherDrebberherehasseven,itappearstomethatmyclaimisthestrongerone.”