Four Mud Walls and Safety

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amounted to $3,706, the record shows, as the cost of the fort, which was completed in eighteen days, ready for a celebration or the 24th of July, 1865.

The Bastion at the southwest cor- ner; the man is S. W. Western, one of the Pioneers of Deseret.

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I stood by his casket the mystery of death ;

Wreathed his broad brow like a diadem He died for the Truth; his last anguished breath Was a witness to thoee who crushed him with scorn Who spat their contumely and crowned him with Thorn ;

As their fathers had crowned the meek crucified One

But the martyr's soul burns with a high, holy flame, And the Cross can not daunt him whose lofty desire Is to serve his glorified Redeemer; And though the dark path leads to Calvary's hill, The glory of God doth shine 'round him still. Maud Baggarley

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A. D. 1920

Once again we greet the advent of a New Year. What | | will it bring? There is a correlation between the lives 1

| of individuals and the events of the race, as there is be- 1 tween the events of the Nations and Nature. The indi- |

| vidual, the race, the nations, nature itself, each and all 1

| are subject to periods of calm development, of repose or 1 of convulsive progress change. That change may in- — 1

| volve the swift destruction of that which is Old, or it |

| may bring a sudden development of that which is to be 1 the dominant New. We may anticipate, unless all signs 1

fail, that this year, 1920, will be a period of time fraught

with events of a vast importance to ourselves, the living, I

and to the coming, the yet unborn inheritors of the ulti- |

| mate destinies of the human race. It is but commonplace, it is but platitude, to reit- |

| erate the thought which is voiced on every hand. Hope, |

| fear, consternation, surprise, dread, hope again, have | swayed this hour in the hearts of the children of men. | With the existant wild and deep unrest, the longing for | truth, the mingled sweet and bitter in the cup of life, |

1 the new ideals, the determinations, the sword of prog- §

ress and the torch of destruction, with heroism and in- | justice, well may the mind be troubled, great questions |

1 be asked in the souls of men! |

May we not, this dawn of a new period of time, look | into each other's eyes and say, "Be of Good Cheer"? |

1 It was ever thus. Out of the seeming chaos of wars, |

1 even from the Dark Ages, issued reigns of higher Law |

| and Order. Can we not see a brighter light? Can we |

not learn that though the tempests and convulsions of |

| events stir the soul of man it cannot be enslaved —that 1 it will accomplish itself? Let Hope and High Purpose |

be our watchwords of A. D. 1920. Hail, then, with all thy 1 possibilities, Fragment of Inscrutable Time!

Alfred Lambourne. §

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