The Bandit of the Yellowstone
Improvement Era, vol. 27, no. 10, August 1924, pp. 961 to 976
Porter, Elizabeth Cannon
THE BANDIT OF THE YELLOWSTONE By Elizabeth Cannon Porter When Cleo and Jean Despain arrived at the entrance to Yellow- stone Park they felt like they had embarked on an adventure. The north wind blown in their faces and a glimpse of the silver sheen of the Madison river between the pines gleaming in the morning sun further carried out this impression, but when Joe Hull, typical westerner, was assigned to their coach, they were sure of it. With straight lips and bold eyes set in a face of bronze, he looked like a man who took what he wanted. A flannel shirt sat square on his lean, broad shoulders, and his corduroy trousers were tucked into elk- skin boots which were tied in a peculiar knot at the top. Involuntarily Cleo found herself comparing him with her fiance, Ed Powell, who worked in the railroad office with her at home. Ed was anything but heroic. She was glad that she had tucked her ruby engagement ring into her boot. People were never interested in an engaged girl. Others assigned to their coach were Miss Cluff, a school teacher from the East, Mr. Dent, a little photographer, and the driver, nicknamed Kentucky, because he hailed from that state. The girls were surprised at the pine trees (85 per cent of the Park is forest) and at the absence of life, for as no firearms are allowed in the Park they expected to see an abundance of game. Winter is the greatest enemy of life, and it reigns here ten months in the year. For the rest, things prey on one another. But fish are plentiful, — it is fisherman's paradise. In fact the yarn that won Jim Bridger the sobriquet of Baron Munchausen of the west can almost be verified. Trout caught in the Firehole river can be flopped into one of the boiling geysers along the edge and cooked. The old scout, discoverer of the Great Salt Lake, was one of the first to tell of the wonders of the Yellowstone, — the earth that poured forth steam, the stone forest, the glass mountain, alum creek, that reduced a horse to a Shetland pony! Yet much of what he told was true. He neglected to say that the Glass mountain was black. He claimed he saw a deer through it, but the obsidian cliff was the armory of the Indians, where they manufactured their spear points and arrow heads. The first white men had to set it afire and melt it before they could chip a road around it. At the Norris geyser basin the travelers were regaled with break- fast. Afterwards the girls sat in the sun, at the back of the camp, and fed jelly-cake to the chipmunks that ran along the fallen logs. During the long ride that day they were introduced to the
962 IMPROVEMENT ERA wonderful coloring of the Yellowstone, "land of the yellow rocks, as the Indians called it. Mr. Dent, the photographer, deplored the fact that the camera could not catch this, and longed for the advance of color photography. He explained that the water of all this region, heated with underground fires, carries minerals in solution which colors the springs, the canyon and the terraces. The water is like the blood; where it flows is life, where it ceases is death. Or like Egypt and the Nile — beyond the life-giving water lies the desert. The tourists saw the regurgitating "Paint pots" stewing their Grotto Geyser clay-like pigments-. They witnessed the spraying of the Riverside geyser, gazed with awe at the somnolent Excelsior which only rouses itself once in several years to blow off the top of the earth's surface, were enveloped in the rose-colored aura of Prismatic Pool, and ex- claimed at the irredescent beauty of Sunset Lake, At Biscuit basin, where they alighted to look at rock formations, the horses started up, throwing Miss Cluff against the wheel. As they pulled into the geyser camp, which looked like Pitts- burg of a smoky evening, Cleo shivered. "I don't wonder that the Indians refused to stay here. Some of these fumes are like those of the nether regions." The geysers were
THE BANDIT OF YELLOWSTONE 963 avoided as accursed by the bolder Indians, and only a cowardly tribe called the Sheepeaters sought refuge from their foes there. The girls tiredly crawled into their camp beds and drowsed to sleep with the murmur of the pines and the roar of the geysers in their ears. They awoke to the crackling of the camp stove and the sing- ing of the tea kettle. Donning stout clothing they were ready to explore, the country for they had a full day here. They drove in the Riverside Geyser in Action coaches to see the jewel springs: the Pearl, the Turquoise, the Beryle, the Saphire, and the Emerald, — the most beautiful spring in the Park. The company guide had formerly been a minister, and he explained the marvels of the Yellowstone with awe in his voice. In one spring the girls saw the stairs of Mary, Queen of Scots, at the foot of which lurked the assassins waiting for Darnley. They were much diverted by the Handkerchief spring which does laundry work, — but alas, — it reduced a man's flannel shirt to a shrunken rag.
9 64 IMPROVEMENT ERA It took a woman's fancy to see, in the delicate spray of one geyser, her Fan, and in another the swirling Turban of a Turkish dervish. She fain would bathe in Beauty spring and nearby she found the Sponge. The Grotto suggests the fantastic formation of the sea, the Economic sucks back her water, Artimisia run away. The Lion roars every day before he plays, but the Lioness and Cub are more femininely uncertain in their habits. That afternoon while Jean lay down after lunch Cleo wandered to the nearby geysers to take some pictures. Near the Giant she met the cowboy of the coach. -. "This geyser had part of its crater blown away when some tourists threw soap in it," he said. He showed her the battlemented Castk and explained how the cones are gradually built up by the mineral deposit of the water. "Sometimes they get so high that the geyser commits suicide," said he, "and the water escapes somewhere else." So even the geysers are subject to the immutable laws of life and death. They saw Jean running down the. hillside. "A bear was after me," she exclaimed breathlessly. Mr. Hull laughed shortly. "They're all tame, hereabout. They come down to the hotel to feed off the garbage." That evening, under the guidance of "Soap Box," one of the drivers, they walked a mile over to Old Faithful Inn. He warned them against stumbling into the hot pools, as a boy had recently scalded his limbs there. They found Old Faithful Inn a gigantic log cabin de luxe, with an immense rock fireplace, rustic balustrades, and tables decorated with wild flowers. The searchlight played on Old Faithful geyser which erupts every hour on schedule time. "Soap box" told the girls that it throws out enough water in a day to supply a city of 300,000 inhabitants. He added that in the winter it rises 2,000 feet in the air and can be seen for a distance of ten miles. The next morning before they started the Despain girls walked down to look into the gorgeous blue depths of the Morning Glory spring. Despite warnings as to the deleterious properties of the water, Jean insisted on tasting some which she found very hot. Joe Hull was not in the coach when they started out, Cleo noted dissappointedly. That day they passed a lily pond set rakishly atop of the con- tinental divide. Once a mild-eyed deer came and gazed at them out of the forest. Suddenly as they rounded a turn came a sharp com- mand, "Stop!" A man in a long overcoat, a bandanna over his face, stood by the road with his revolver leveled at them. "I want your money," he ordered. When Mr. Dent tried to hide his pocket book the bandit seized it rudely, ripped it open and threw its securities into the brush. The driver's silver change, Cleo's fifteen
THE BANDIT OF YELLOWSTONE $65 Old Faithful Inn and Geyser dollars, the school teacher's purse, he dropped into a sack at his feet. When Cleo offered her watch, he said brusquely, "Don't want wo- men's jewelry." Something in the tone of his voice made Cleo search for his eyes. She glanced at his feet. He wore elk-skin boots tied in a peculiar way! i He ordered them on. Kentucky whipped up his horses. They were glad to escape. During the remainder of the ride to the Thumb station Cleo was silent. She thought of Ed. Powell. He was not romantic, but he could be depended on. He was fond of her. After all, what good is a man to a woman if she cannot trust him? On their arrival at the Thumb station on the shore of Lake Yellowstone, it developed that the highwayman had held up fifteen coachloads of people and had got away with about $8,000. Jean was feeling the ill effects of her mineral drink, so they decided to cross on the boat. "If you had to taste the water, I don't see why you picked the most highly colored spring in the park," said Cleo petulantly. After the diabolism of the geysers, the great lonely, misty, gray lake seemed infinitely restful. So did the quiet camp in the pine trees on its shores. They partook of the Lake trout for supper. While some danced to the music of a violin in a tiny hall hung with pine boughs, the girls sat around the camp-fire. The cavalry were already scouring the hills for the robber. These soldiers patrol
966 IMPROVEMENT ERA the park. In the winter they travel on skiis over ten feet of snow. They are marooned in their cabins with the phonograph, which the Indian calls "canned white man," as their only company. Cleo wondered if the bandit would not slip quietly back among the tourists at Old Faithful and come with the next party. The canyon, the climax of the trip, is approached through the Hayden valley. The green snake of the river has cut through the stone blended with all the colors of a Persian rug. The falls, twice as high as Niagara, plunge from a gigantic boulder. They are ermine- Yellowstone Lake and Mt. Sheridan robed, circled with emerald. The canyon, rose, gold, amethyst, and garnet is like an Oriental city of the Arabian Nights with its parapets and spires. Jean, suspended on a rope, went down Uncle Tom's trail to the bottom of the falls. From here only can one realize thzir awfulness. Even assisted by the gallant Kentucky, she dropped her camera which plunged down to the tiny geyserets by the brink of the river. From Lookout Point the girls gazed dizzily down upon the eagles until their heads reeled. When they left the next morning it was beginning to snow. All that oriental beauty was being covered with a white mantle and it was August!
THE BANDIT OF YELLOWSTONE 96 7 The canyon is the climax, the terraces are the denoument of the trip. At the Mammoth hot springs the whole mountain pours forth in blue sulphur water which decks the terraces in dyes of Tyrian hue. At this western Olympus is the mighty Jupiter; flaunting Cleopatra in regal splendor; Minerva, Goddess of Wisdom, gray and worn out; and, trimmed with delicate fretwork, the terrace of the Angels! An officer rode up: "No, the highwayman has not been ap- prehended," said he. Things Worth While It doesn't matter if you're down and out. Nor what your cares and worries are about, Nor what experience, each day, betide, But, did you look upon the brightest side? That matters. It matters not what place you're called to fill, Nor where you live; if skies be mild or chill, But do you strive to live there cheerfully? Just say, "This place is best on earth for me." It matters. It matters not the task that you must do Of brain or brawn. It matters not to you. But if you set your mind and firmly vow To do .that work the best that you know how, It matters. It matters not whose lives you touch each day, Or whether high, or whether lowly, they, But oh, how well, if, when the day is done. Each life has gained from having touched your own, It matters. It matters not so much that you are wise In all the lore of books that people prize; But, do you hold, at home, or far abroad, A sweet and simple confidence in God? That matters. Tridell, Utah, Alice MORRILL.
MESSAGES FROM THE MISSIONS The characteristics of a good missionary are: A man who has so- ciability— whose friendship is permanent and sparkling — who can ingratiate himself into the confidence and favor of men who are in darkness. This cannot be done off-hand. You must get acquainted with the man, learn him and gain his confidence and make him feel and know that your only desire is to do good to him and bless him; then you can tell him your mes- sage and give him the good things you have for him, kindly and lovingly. A missionary should have in himself the testimony of the Spirit of Cod, the witness of the Holy Ghost. If he has not this, he has nothing to give. Men are not converted by eloquence or oratory, they are convinced when they are satisfied that you have the truth and the Spirit of God. — President Joseph F. Smith. A Live Conference in Fresno Verna Lindquist writing the Fresno conference held at Fresno, Cal- ifornia, May 10 and 11, reported a priesthood meeting Saturday morning, a Relief Society meeting on Saturday afternoon, and an M. I. A. session on Saturday evening, at which a very fine program was rendered. At the first general session of the conference held on Sunday morning it was estimated that the largest number of Latter-day Saints ever assembled in Fresno attended. A Mothers' Day program was given and while appropriate music was being played, two little girls gave a white carnation to each of the mothers present. A tribute to mother was given by Verna Lindquist, and President W. V. Denning sang, "Wonderful Mother of Mine," followed by remarks of Presi- dent Joseph W. McMurrin in keeping with the occasion. Two sessions of the conference were held: in the afternoon at 2 o'clock and 7:30 in the evening, both of which were well attended and gospel subjects were ably expounded by the missionaries, who, on the following day, took up their labors in their various fields with added enthusiasm. The Fresno confer- ence is reported to be in good condition. ■ •t, ?<m ■ — j KC'i \w I .s£B fr c m Wk i^1*^? -ff •*% 1 \ Missionaries, top row, left to right: Elder Thompson, William R. Scott, J Lyman Fawsen; second row, A. H. Tavoian, George M. Frodsham, Murry W. Pierce, N. K. Sherinian; third row, Arnold L. Jensen, George Z. Aposhian, Irene Willis, Verna Lindquist, Margaret Caldwell, Glen P. Vincent, Stephen A. Angus; Bottom row, W. V. Denning, president of the Sacramento conference; Lydia A.
MESSAGES FROM THE MISSIONS 969 Ekins, president of the Primaries and Y. L. M. I. A.; Joseph G. Jeppson, super- intendent of Sunday School and Y. M. M. I. A.; Elmer N. Christoffersen, president of the Fresno conference; Joseph W. McMurrin, president of the California mission; Charlotte Stahr, president of the Relief Society; J. Dewey Solomon, president of the Los Angeles conference; Elsie Hogan, mission corresponding secretary. Songs of Zion Appeal to the Public Joseph W. Hoglund, writing from Goteborg, Sweden, May 24, re- ports that, while the elders are few in numbers, there being only four labor- ing in Gefle conference, where at one time there were over twenty, consider- able progress is being made. "We find it difficult to present the gospel to the public with so few. Our music has appealed to the public and we have sixteen choir members in a branch of sixty-six to whom we are greatly indebted for their time and talents in singing the songs of Zion and who are doing much good in building up the cause of the Lord. We find the Era a source for keeping in contact with the missionary world." Choir of Gefle branch, Gefle conference, Swedish mission: Back row, Oscar Sander, Salt Lake City and Vance O. Lind, Lynn, Utah. Front row, Joseph W. Hoglund, conductor and former branch president, now released and working in Goteborg conference. The others are local members. The Music Lessons Appreciated Samuel H. Hanks, writing from Hamburg, reports the progress of the Barmbeck branch, one of the five branchss in Hamburg, which is keeping pace with all the others in the matter of b:.ptism. The four missionaries in the picture have been in the branch since February and they have held a baptism each month. Six friends were baptised on February 24; seven on March 30; and three in April. "Several of the local Saints have been called by the mission president as home missionaries, and they work systematically during their spare time under the direction of the elders. All have entered into the work zealously, and are running the elders a close race for results in tracting and holding house meetings. The Era is used extensively in all our instruction work; especially at present are the lessons by the Church Music Committee appreciated, as the recent rendition by the combined Ham- burg choir of "The Vision," and the present preparation work on "The Martyrs" hj§ awakened an interest musically among our members and friends.
970 IMPROVEMENT ERA Really authentic information on the little technicalities on conducting is just what is needed in the several branches." Missionaries left to right: Glen T. Blake, Samuel H. Hanks, Horace P. Beesley, a!l of Salt Lake City; and Russel B. Swenson of Pleasant Grove, Utah. Many Favorable Opportunities Elder Houston Hatch, Buffalo, New York, reports that the missionaries are meeting with success in that district. "We are having many opportunities to explain the gospel and there are more homes opened to us than we can arrange to call on. We have been having three and four street meetings a week and have distributed much literature and many small booklets, also some Books of Mormon. We are receiving excellent support from our Saints here, and we have a very fine Mutual organization and are doing likewise a good work through our Relief Society. We rejoice in our success as well as in the success of other missionaries in other fields, and our faith and prayers are for the growth of the work everywhere." Missionaries, left to right, standing: James Delos Thompson, Garland, Utah; George M. Handy, Boise, Idaho. Sitting: Houston Hatch. Rochester conference president, Panguitch; Cecil Tebbs, Panguitch; Loa Christensen, Tremonton; and John L- Emmett, Ogden, Utah.
MESSAGES FROM THE MISSIONS 971 Detroit Saints Visit Kirtland Temple A party of Latter-day Saints of the Detroit Branch, numbering forty- one representatives of the various Church organizations, including mission- aries, left Detroit at an early hour on Memorial day enroute to Kirtland, Ohio, for the purpose of visiting the temple built there under direction of the Prophet Joseph, in 1833-1836. Eight automobiles carried the happv crowd, and by 5:30 the same day had covered the distance of two hundred and twenty-five miles to Dugway Hill, on the southern outskirt of the town of Willoughby, some three miles from Kirtland. Immediately under this hill lies a beautiful private camping ground owned by Mr. Louis Knieling, a kindly disposed old gentleman who is investigating the philosophy of "Mormonism." Mr. Knieling had pre- viously volunteered the use of his camp to the Detroit- ers who lost no time in pitching their tents, and entering into the joyous ac- tivities incident to such an inspiring out-of-door en- vironment. After refresh- ment, a huge camp fire was made around which the Saints gathered, and as they sang, "Come, come, ye Saints," how they "made the air with music ring, how they shouted praises to their God and King." And as they sang, "Now let us rejoice, in the day of salvation," how the blood of those sons and daughters of the pioneers thrilled anew with the visualized recollection and evidence of the faith and accomplish- ment of their fathers in this great country. Presiding Elder Dean E. Hart, second row left in the picture, gave a resume of the history of the Kirt- land Temple. All sang feelingly, "The Spirit of God like a fire is burning," after Mrs. Lucy Wright Snow had explained the conditions under which this hymn was composed by W. W. Phelps, printed on white satin by request of the prophet, and sung at the dedication of the temple on March 27, 1836. Souvenirs of the same hymn, printed on white satin ribbon were presented to the party by the Recreation Committee. [The Era has received several of these from Mrs. Snow. Thanks.] After benediction was pronounced, quiet settled over the camp, and all enjoyed a most refreshing sleep. By 9:00 a. m. next day they were on their way to Kirtland. Through the efforts of Arthur E. Snow, who had previously become acquainted with the Presiding Elder of the Reorganized Church, the priv- 1**3 H The Kirtland Temple
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MESSAGES FROM THE MISSIONS 973 ilege of holding a meeting in the temple was arranged for. This privilege was duly appreciated, it being perhaps the first meeting held in the temple by our people for more than eighty years. After being escorted through the building by the attendant in charge, an impressive service was held; Branch President Archie R. Alger, presided and conducted the meeting. Music appro- priate to the occasion was sung, and Elder Dean E. Hart read the dedicatory prayer from section 109 of the Doctrine and Covenants. Arthur E. Snow, son of Erastus Snow, paid tribute to the early leaders of the Church and followed the organization of the Church from New York, in 1830, to Salt Lake City, in 1924. After the meeting Mr. and Mrs. Ralph Petersen, Pedan Boyce, and Z. N. Skouson chaperoned the Mutual Improvement Association representatives and missionaries on a trip to Niagara, while the remaining members of the party returned to Detroit feeling more than repaid for their venture. — Lucy Wright Snow, Royal Oak, Mich. Twenty-one Baptisms in Three Months V. B. Millard, writing from Houston, Texas, June 11, reports that President S. O. Bennion of the Central States mission met with the South and West Texas conferences May 22 and 23. "Three spirited, well attended meetings were held. Reports of the elders showed good work accomplished. Twenty-one baptisms were reported for the past three months. On May 24 we enjoyed an excursion to Galveston and a swim in the Gulf of Mexico. During 1923 the elders of South Texas baptized fifty-one people. We are striving to make 1924 more prosperous. In one little village twelve con- verts were baptized in four months." § ■4» -^Hj .^^ *t&M 1 ^ tS J fi ^jiij 1 1 U 1 1 Elders left to right, back row: Theodore Collier, Vernal, Utah; William H. Allen, Pocatello, Idaho; Arden Ogden, McCornick; D. W. Morrill, Torrey; E. Lt Christensen, Centerfield; F. O. Thompson, Enterprise, Utah. Middle row: C. M> Reber, Mesquite, Nevada; Almon G. Clegg, Heber City; S. R. Spencer, Escalante; A. E. Peterson, Redmond; Golden Haight, Cedar City; R. V. Beckstead, Sandy; L, P. Varley, Provo, Utah. Bottom row: N. Q. Henrie, Panguitch, Utah, West Texas conference president; E. L. Erickson, Rexburg, Idaho; E. L. Dyer, local elder; S- O. Bennion, president Central States Mission; I. H. Taylor, Preston, Idaho, retiring president of South Texas conference; Vern B,. Menard, Riverton. Utah, president South Texas conference,
9 74 IMPROVEMENT ERA From the Ruhr Elder Eldred V. Robison, writing from the heart of the Ruhr occu- pation, Germany, sends this photo of the officers of the Essen Sunday School. "In spite of the disturbances, the elders and branch .are making good progress, the Sunday School being a very important factor. The at- tendance this year exceeds that of last year by 100%, the attendance being now from 150 to 200, among whom are very many friends who can be depended upon. The Sunday School is thoroughly organized with a good, active body of teachers and children out of whom we hope to make staunch men and women — for the children of today are the men and women of tomorrow. Many people here are searching for the truth. Some have be- come very bitter and hardened owing to the war. Our members are ready to assist in every way possible. The picture is of our Sunday School offi- cers and teachers taken May 11, 1924, at the Koine conference. President Tadje of the Swiss-German Mission and President Wilcox, conference presi- dent, were in attendance." Missionaries are as follows: 1. President Fred Tadje, Swiss-German Mission. 2. Clyde H. Wilcox, conference president. 3. E. Neil Burton, branch president. 4. Eldred O. Robison, superintendent of Sunday Schools. 5. Wille Kunz. first counselor. 6. Johann Uhshan, second counselor. ■ "Mormonism" Receives Publicity Elders Golden W. Harris, Clinton M. Black, and Wendell C. Sevy have labored assiduously for the past years to open up missionary activities in Natal, (the semi-tropical province of -South Africa). Our labors created considerable interest, both among friend and foe, — several comments were received by the local papers, some of them warning the people against us. This resulted in the newspaper, peejple sending their representatives to our room for an interview. Th^ first, who came, was from "Reuter," (asso-
MESSAGES FROM THE MISSIONS 975 dated press) and a friendly comment was sent to the South African Press, and quite generally published. The Representative of the Natal Advertiser called and questioned us closely, and after an hour and a half conference he j wrote a very fair and straight-for- ward article, which was given first page prominence in the mid-week issue. Placards with the selling headlines were pasted throughout the city and province, "MORMON Propaganda in Durban." The accompanying picture shows Con- ference President Golden W. Harris, and Elder Wendell C. Sevy stand- ing behind one of these placards on main street in Durban. The article announced that "Mormon" elders would call three times at every home in Durban. The people were therefore anticipating our visit. Following this publicity, special effort was made by the elders to reach as many people as possible, and during the following month we sold 3 2 Books of Mor- mon, 28 small books, 265 pamph- lets, and distributed 2,850 tracts. — Elder Golden W. Harris. Pueblo conference missionaries, left to right, bottom row: Grace Jones, Denver conference; Bessie Steinagel, Denver conference; John M. Knight, mission president; John T. Rawley, Mt. Home, Utah; J. L. Crowther, Malad, Idaho; N. O. May, Denver conference; A. B. Larson, conference president. Second row: Jennie Randall, mission stenographer; Estella Day, Preston Idaho; Alice Kirkham, Salt Lake City; Naomi Shumway, Bern, Idaho; Clare Middlemiss, Salt Lake City; N. C. Hansen, Boulder, Utah. Top row: G. L. Scott, I. J. Hanson, Salt Lake City; G. L. Anderson, Hyrum; E. T. Whitaker, Salt Lake City; Ira Harris, Preston Idaho.
9?6 IMPROVEMENT ERA I Conditions in Sweden Elder Henry C. Krantz, Gothenburg, Sweden, writing April 22, reports that the Swedish government is somewhat opposed to the Latter-day Saint missionaries entering that country in any great numbers, but a few have been permitted to come in from time to time. "There are four elders in our district. The people of the city were never more interested than at present. During our spring conference, held March 29-31, our meeting hall was crowded at every session and we have many investigators who give us great encouragement. Some opposition has been published through a local news- paper, agitating the necessity of driving out the 'Mormon' elders, but the agitation has only acted as an advertisement for our good, for many people come to investigate and they are always treated with courtesy and kindness. Rather than being discouraged we take consolation from the words of the Savior to his disciples of old: 'Blessed are ye, when men shall revile you, and persecute you, and shall say all manner of evil against you falsely, for my sake.' We greatly appreciate the Era and desire our loved ones at home to know that we are enjoying our missionary work and crave an interest in their faith and prayers to assist us in our calling." Missionaries left to right, sitting: Hugo D. E. Peterson, president of Swedish mission; August Hedberg, conference president. Standing: Darcey U. Wright, Murray; Joseph W. Hoglund, Bountiful; Henry C. Krantz, Salt Lake City. Bits of Philosophy A golden heart is better than a silver tongue. The smaller we are the more we talk about what we are. Getting near to God is largely a matter of getting near to the ground. You are just as strong as the total weight of the burdens you have borne. Pleasure is a ripple on the surface of fancy; joy is the deep enduring glory of the soul. In religious and moral teachings, an ounce of inspiration is better than a pound of erudition. The surest mark of the big man i§ that he does not feel belittled when you call him by his, littlest tjtle^ Sglt Uke Qw, Utah NEPHI JENSEN,