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# The Nephite Shepherd: Part One, II. Prophecy of Samuel the Lamanite

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The  Nephite  Shepherd.
A  Book  of  Mormon  Story,  in  Two  Parts.
BY  ARTHUR  V.    WATKINS.
Part  One.
II.— Prophecy  of  Samuel  the  Lamanite.
The  following  day  witnessed  some  stirring  times.  Zarahemla
was  visibly  agitated.  Whenever  a  group  of  men  or  women  were
congregated  there  was  a  lively  discussion.  The  babel  of  voices
could  be  heard  on  all  sides,  in  the  markets,  in  the  public  gardens
and  parks,  and  even  in  the  hall  of  justice.  One  theme  seemed  to
be  uppermost  in  everybody's  mind.  Even  the  children  in  the
streets  and  playgrounds  were  discussing  it.
4  group  of  men  in  the  square  before  the  hall  of  justice  were
having  an  animated  discussion.
"1  say  he  is  right.  We  are  wicked.  Nephi's  children  are
gone  astray.  They  do  not  hold  to  the  traditions  of  their  fathers.
God  brought  us  here  and  gave  us  this  promised  land, but  we  refuse
to  worship  him,  and  worship  "our  gold  and  costly  things  instead."
So  spoke  one.     His  speech  caused  hilarious  laughter.
"So  we  are  wicked,  are  we?  A  dog  of  a  Lamanite  must
come  and  tell  us  about  our  sins!  A  righteous  man,  indeed!  Pray
where  did  he  get  his  swarthy  hide  ?  From  the  sins  of  his  father
Laman!  Why,  this  Samuel  is  a  vagabond,  many  times  accused  of
crime."     So  spoke  a  second  one.
"Did  he  not  greatly  insult  Zemnarihah,  one  of  the  noblest  of
men?     It  is  whispered  that  the  priestly  power  has  promised  him

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THE  NEPHITE  SHEPHERD.  .121
great  reward  to  tell  us  of  our  sins,  so  that  we  will  become  humble
and  easy  for  them  to  rule.  But,  men  of  Zarahemla,  we  are  not
fools  any  longer.  The  judges  have  ordered  him  cast  out  of  the
city,  and  woe  be  unto  him  if  he  dare  return!"     So  added  «a  third.
Many  taunts  were  hurled  at  the  first  speaker,  such  as,  "Art
thou  also  of  the  priestly  congregation?  Dost  thou  also  believe  in
the  foolish  traditions  concerning  Christ,  who  is  to  be  born  of  a
virgin?"
Just  then  the  attention  of  the  multitude  that  had  gathered  to
hear  the  discussion,  was  diverted  by  a  guard  of  the  city  gates,  who
came  running  into  the  crowd  on  his  way  to  the  hall  of  justice.
''What  news?     What  news?"  the  crowd  greeted  him.
The  news  soon  spread.
"The  Lamanite  is  upon  the  city  walls  prophesying  against  the
city,  telling  of  its  destruction  and  of  the  great  things  that  are  to
happen."
It  spread  from  group  to  group,  from  market  to  market,  and
from  house  to  house.  As  many  as  were  able,  hastened  to  the  place
indicated.
All  the  contending  factions  of  that  great  city  were  repre-
sented. Those  who  believed  in  the  words  of  Samuel  were  there
to  hear  more,  and  to  protect  him.  Those  who  believed  not  were
there  to  stop  his  words,  and  to  slay  him  if  he  persisted.
Among  the  multitude,  standing  in  the  thoroughfare  running
parallel  with  the  wall,  was  Zemnarihah.  He  stood  regarding  the
multitude  with  reserved  demeanor,  taking  sides  with  neither  of  the
centending  factions.  By  his  side  stood  Zoram,  who,  as  well  as  his
master,  wore  the  badge  of  mourning,  for  the  senior  Zemnarihah
had  died  the  day  previous.  Not  far  away  was  Giddianhi  talking
quietly  with  two  men.  The  men  soon  departed  in  haste.  Giddi-
anhi joined  another  small  group  of  men,  and  after  a  few  words  to
them,  they  soon  melted  away  in  the  larger  crowd.  Giddianhi  then
beckoned  Zoram  to  one  side.
"Make  youself  free  among  the  people;  put  in  a  word  now  and
then  to  stir  them  up  in  anger  against  the  Lamanite;  cause  them  to
seek  his  life;  but  take  no  part  in  the  attempt  yourself."
So  saying,  he  left  Zoram  to  do  his  bidding  while  he  quietly
took  a  position  in  a  retired  corner  of  the  great  street,  where  he

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122  IMPROVEMENT  ERA.
could  watch  Zemnarihah,  the  people  and  Samuel,  without  being
noticed  himself.
Meanwhile  the  multitude  was  increasing.  Among  the  latest
arrivals  was  the  chief  judge's  chariot,  containing  a  driver  and  the
judge's  daughter.
Suddenly  all  eyes  were  turned  toward  the  wall — Samuel  was
speaking  again.  The  commotion  in  the  multitude  stopped,  and
the  attention  of  all  was  focused  on  the  strange  figure  before
them.
Strange  indeed  it  was.  Not  so  much  because  of  the  dress,
which  was  simple,  but  from  the  expression  on  the  face.  Although
all  knew  him  to  be  a  Lamanite,  yet  as  he  stood  with  uplifted
arms,  his  face  glowing  with  an  indescribable  light,  it  would  not
have  been  difficult  to  have  convinced  them  that  they  were  deceived —
that  it  was  not  Samuel,  but  one  of  their  own  number.  His  bare
arms  and  legs  showed  the  cruel  marks  of  the  lashing  that  had  been
administered  to  him  the  day  previous.  His  voice,  though  trem-
bling with  emotion,  rang  out  clearly  and  distinctly,  and  either  won
his  hearers  for  or  against  him.
These  were  his  words:
Behold  I  give  unto  you  a  sign;  for  five  years  more  cometh,  and
behold,  then  cometh  the  Son  of  God  to  redeem  all  those  who  shall  believe
on  his  name.
And  behold  this  will  I  give  unto  you  for  a  sign  at  the  time  of  his
coming;  for  behold,  there  shall  be  great  lights  in  heaven,  insomuch  that
in  the  night  before  he  cometh  there  shall  be  no  darkness,  insomuch  that
it  shall  appear  unto  man  as  if  it  was  day.
Therefore  there  shall  be  one  day  and  a  night  and  a  day,  as  if  it
were  one  day,  and  there  were  no  night;  and  this  shall  be  unto  you  for  a
sign;  for  ye  shall  know  of  the  rising  of  the  sun  and  also  of  its  setting;
therefore  they  shall  know  of  a  surety  that  there  shall  be  two  days  and
a  night;  nevertheless  the  night  shall  not  be  darkened;  and  it  shall  be  the
night  before  he  is  born.
And  behold  there  shall  a  new  star  arise,  such  an  one  as  ye  never  have
beheld;  and  this  also  shall  be  a  sign  unto  you.
And  behold  this  is  not  all,  there  shall  be  many  signs  and  wonders  in
heaven.
The  multitude  stood  spellbound.  The  very  boldness  and
positiveness  of  the  Lamanite  caused  them  to  marvel.   One  of  their

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THE  NEPHITE  SHEPHERD.  123
number  had  cried  to  him  without  ceasing  for  a  sign,  that  they
might  know  when  the  Son  of  God  should  be  born,  and  this  was
his  answer.  Five  years  more  and  marvelous  and  spectacular  were
the  things  that  would  take  place.  So  great  were  his  utterances
that  the  people  were  astounded,  and  dare  not  raise  a  hand  against
him.  The  holy  light  that  came  from  his  countenance  held  his
followers  enraptured.  Many  others  believed  his  words  and  went
straightway  to  the  river  Sid  on,  where  they  were  baptized  by
Nephi.
The  spell  was  broken,  however,  when  he  denounced  them  for
their  wickedness  and  called  them  to  repentance.  Then  it  was  that
the  men,  acting  under  instructions  from  Giddianhi,  did  their
work.  They  cried  out  against  him,  they  mocked  and  jeered.  Those
who  felt  the  biting  sting  of  Samuel's  words  joined  in  the  mocking.
Goaded  on  by  the  jeers  of  their  associates  they  called  loudly  for
his  life,  hurling  vile  epithets,    such  as  imp.oster,  dog  and  knave.
At  this  juncture,  two  men,  dispatched  by  Giddianhi,  appeared
on  the  scene,  armed  with  bows  and  arrows,  slings  and  lances.  A
gutteral  cheer  arose  from  the  mob,   "The  Lamanite  must  die!"
One  of  the  men  immediately  fitted  an  arrow  to  his  bow,  and
was  taking  careful  aim  at  the  unprotected  Samuel,  when  an  unfor-
seen  thing  happened.  Quick  as  a  flash  the  driver  of  the>  chief
judge's  chariot  leaped  from  the  vehicle,  snatched  the  weapon  from
the  man,  and  then  brought  it  down  on  his  head  with  such  force
that  it  felled  him  to  the  earth.  Instantly  the  driver  was  seized,
and  would  undoubtedly  have  been  torn  to  pieces  but  for  Zemnari-
hah.  He  rushed  into  the  crowd,  tore  the  unfortunate  man  loose
from  his  captors,  hastily  pushed  him  into  the  chariot,  seized  the
reins  and  pulled  the  horses  quickly  around.  In  a  moment  the
chariot  and  its  occupants  disappeared  around  a  neighboring
corner.
The  incident  happened  so  suddenly  that  very  few  of  the  mob
noticed  ?'t.  They  were  devoting  their  whole  attention  to  Samuel,
who  continued  to  cry  unto  them  from  the  wall.  Stones  from  the
pavement  were  torn  up,  broken  into  smaller  fragments,  and  hurled
at  him.  These  either  fell  so  far  short  or  went  so  wide  of  the
mark,  that  Samuel  was  in  little  danger.  The  bowmen,  however,
were  his  greatest  danger.     Arrows  flew  thick  and  fast,  but  lo  and

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124  IMPROVEMENT  ERA.
behold  none  of  them  touched  him!  This  only  increased  the  anger
of  the  men,  so  instead  of  excited  and  nervous  shooting  they  stead-
ied themselves,  taking  deliberate  aim.  Behold  their  amazement
when  nothing  would  touch  him!  Arrows  whizzed  by  his  head,
under  and  above  his  outstretched  arms,  but  not  one  harmed  his
person.  Being  some  of  the  best  archers  in  the  city,  the  men  were
dumbfounded.  Many  dropped  their  weapons  and  fell  upon  their
knees;  fear  came  upon  them  that  they  were  seeking  the  life  of
one  of  God's  servants.  Now  they  believed  his  words,  so  they
went,  as  he  before  had  directed  them,  to  Nephi  who  was  baptizing
in  the  river  Sidon.
But  not  so  with  the  large  portion  of  the  multitude;  they  became
more  chmorous  for  his  blood.  Seeing  that  they  could  not  hit  him
with  their  stones  and  arrows,  they  called  loudly  for  their  captains
and  others  to  procure  ladders  and  take  him  from  off  the  wall,  that
they  might  wreak  vengeance  upon  him.
Before  such  demands  the  captains  were  powerless  to  resist.
As  much  as  some  of  them  believed  his  word-*,  yet  they  were  fear-
ful of  the  mob.  Being  under  the  chief  judge,  himself  a  just  man,
they  feared  his  displeasure,  but  being  weak  mortals,  they  feared
the  displeasure  of  the  populace  more.
Ladders  were  soon  brought;  Samuel's  doom  seemed  to  be
sealed.  There  he  knelt,  with  upturned  face,  and  arms  pointed
heavenward,  as  if  calling  the  vengeance  of  a  just  God  down  upon
his  persecutors.  The  sun,  low  in  the  west,  was  in  line  with  Sam-
uel's person;  rays  of  light  seemed  to  give  his  naturally  dark  body
an  almost  angelic  expression.
The  picture  was  short  lived;  the  captains  were  nearing  the
top.  One  last,  longing  look  upon  Zarahemla,  the  beautiful,  and
Samuel  disappeared,   clambering  down  the  other  side  of  the  wall.
As  the  captains  stood  on  top  they  saw  a  dark  figure,  appar-
ently a  man,  disappear  in  the  neck  of  the  woods,  jutting  out  from
the  river  Sidon.  And  that  was  the  last  a  Zarahemlite  ever  saw  of
Samuel,  the  Lamanite  prophet.
[TO  BE   CONTINUED.]
