Этюд в багровых тонах

           “On,ontoZion!”criedthecrowdofMormons,andthewordsrippleddownthelongcaravan,passingfrommouthtomouthuntiltheydiedawayinadullmurmurinthefardistance. Withacrackingofwhipsandacreakingofwheelsthegreatwaggonsgotintomotion,andsoonthewholecaravanwaswindingalongoncemore. TheEldertowhosecarethetwowaifshadbeencommitted,ledthemtohiswaggon,whereamealwasalreadyawaitingthem. 

           “Youshallremainhere,”hesaid. “Inafewdaysyouwillhaverecoveredfromyourfatigues. Inthemeantime,rememberthatnowandforeveryouareofourreligion. BrighamYounghassaidit,andhehasspokenwiththevoiceofJosephSmith,whichisthevoiceofGod.”