Міжзірковий мандрівник
Chapter 13
Thehorsesoftheotherwagonwereplungingandrearingandtheirdriverwastryingtoholdthem.
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ItwaswhenthelittleboythatwasIwasrunningaftertheDunlapgirlsthatblacknesscameuponhim.Allmemorythereceases,forJesseFancherthereceased,and,asJesseFancher,ceasedforever.TheformthatwasJesseFancher,thebodythatwashis,beingmatterandapparitional,likeanapparitionpassedandwasnot.Buttheimperishablespiritdidnotcease.Itcontinuedtoexist,and,initsnextincarnation,becametheresidingspiritofthatapparitionalbodyknownasDarrellStanding’swhichsoonistobetakenoutandhangedandsentintothenothingnesswhitherallapparitionsgo.
ThereisaliferhereinFolsom,MatthewDavies,ofoldpioneerstock,whoistrustyofthescaffoldandexecutionchamber.Heisanoldman,andhisfolkscrossedtheplainsintheearlydays.Ihavetalkedwithhim,andhehasverifiedthemassacreinwhichJesseFancherwaskilled.WhenthisoldliferwasachildtherewasmuchtalkinhisfamilyoftheMountainMeadowsMassacre.Thechildreninthewagons,hesaid,weresaved,becausetheyweretooyoungtotelltales.
AllofwhichIsubmit.Never,inmylifeofDarrellStanding,haveIreadalineorheardawordspokenoftheFancherCompanythatperishedatMountainMeadows.Yet,inthejacketinSanQuentinprison,allthisknowledgecametome