narrow shawl knelt the two wanderers, the little prattling child
reckless, hardened adventurer
Her chubby face,
haggard, angular visage were both turned
cloudless heaven in heartfelt entreaty
dread being
they were
, while the two voices -- the one thin and clear, the other deep and harsh -- united
entreaty for mercy and forgiveness
The prayer finished, they resumed their seat
shadow
boulder until the child fell asleep, nestling
broad breast of her protector
He watched over her slumber for
, but Nature proved
too strong for him
For three days and three nights he had allowed himself neither rest nor repose
Slowly the eyelids drooped over the tired eyes,
head sunk lower and lower
breast, until the man's grizzled beard was mixed
gold tresses
companion, and both slept the same deep and dreamless slumber

Had the wanderer remained awake for another half hour
strange sight
met his eyes
Far away
extreme verge
alkali plain there rose up
little spray of dust, very slight at first, and hardly
distinguished
mists
distance, but gradually growing higher and broader until it formed
solid, well-defined cloud
This cloud continued to increase in size until it became evident
could only be raised by
great multitude of moving creatures
In more fertile spots the observer
come
conclusion that one
great herds of bisons which graze
prairie land was approaching him
obviously impossible
arid wilds
whirl of dust drew nearer
solitary bluff
the two castaways were reposing, the canvas-covered tilts of waggons
figures of armed horsemen began to show up
haze,
apparition revealed itself as being
great caravan upon its journey
West
But what
caravan !
head of it had reached the base
mountains, the rear was not yet visible
horizon
Right across the enormous plain stretched the straggling array, waggons and carts, men on horseback, and men on foot
Innumerable women who staggered along under burdens, and children who toddled beside the waggons or peeped out from under the white coverings
evidently no ordinary party of immigrants, but rather some nomad people who
compelled from stress of circumstances to seek themselves
new country
There rose
clear air
confused clattering and rumbling
great mass of humanity,
creaking of wheels
neighing of horses
Loud as
,
not sufficient to rouse the two tired wayfarers above them

head
column there rode
score or more of grave ironfaced men, clad in sombre homespun garments and armed with rifles
On reaching the base
bluff they halted, and held
short council among themselves

"The wells are
right, my brothers," said one,
hard-lipped, clean-shaven man with grizzly hair

"
right
Sierra Blanco -- so
reach the Rio Grande," said another

"Fear not for water," cried
third
"He
draw it
rocks will not now abandon His own chosen people
"
"Amen ! Amen ! " responded the whole party

They were about to resume their journey when
youngest and keenest-eyed uttered an exclamation and pointed up
rugged crag above them
From its summit there fluttered
little wisp of pink, showing up hard and bright against the grey rocks behind
sight
general reining up of horses and unslinging of guns, while fresh horsemen came galloping
reinforce the vanguard
The word `Redskins' was on every lip

"There can't be any number of Injuns here," said the elderly man who appeared
in command
"
passed the Pawnees, and
no other tribes until we cross the great mountains
"
"Shall I go forward
, Brother Stangerson," asked
band

"And I," "and I," cried
dozen voices

"Leave your horses below and
await you here," the Elder answered
In
moment the young fellows had dismounted, fastened their horses, and were ascending the precipitous slope which led
object which had excited their curiosity
They advanced rapidly and noiselessly,
confidence and dexterity of practised scouts
The watchers
plain below
them flit from rock to rock until their figures stood out against the skyline
The young man who had first given the alarm was leading them
Suddenly his followers saw him throw up his hands,
overcome with astonishment, and on joining him they were affected
same way
sight which met their eyes

little plateau which crowned the barren hill there stood
single giant boulder, and against this boulder there lay
tall man, long-bearded and hard-featured, but of an excessive thinness
His placid face and regular breathing showed that
fast asleep
Beside him lay
little child, with her round white arms encircling his brown sinewy neck, and her golden haired head resting
breast
velveteen tunic
Her rosy lips were parted, showing the regular line of snow-white teeth within, and
playful smile played over her infantile features
Her plump little white legs terminating in white socks and neat shoes with shining buckles, offered
strange contrast
long shrivelled members of her companion
ledge of rock above this strange couple there stood three solemn buzzards, who,
sight
new comers uttered raucous screams of disappointment and flapped sullenly away

The cries
foul birds awoke the two sleepers who stared about {20} them in bewilderment
The man staggered
feet and looked down
plain which
so desolate when sleep had overtaken him, and
now traversed
enormous body of men and of beasts
His face assumed an expression of incredulity as he gazed, and he passed his boney hand over his eyes
"
what they call delirium, I guess," he muttered
The child stood beside him, holding on
skirt
coat, and said nothing but looked all round her
wondering questioning gaze of childhood

The rescuing party were speedily able
the two castaways that their appearance was no delusion
seized the little girl, and hoisted her upon his shoulder, while two others supported her gaunt companion, and assisted him towards the waggons

"My name is John Ferrier," the wanderer explained; "me
little un are all that's left o' twenty-one people
The rest is all dead o' thirst and hunger away down
south
"
"Is she your child ? " asked someone

"I guess
now," the other cried, defiantly; "she's mine 'cause I saved her
No man will take her from me
She's Lucy Ferrier
day on
Who
, though ? " he continued, glancing with curiosity at his stalwart, sunburned rescuers; "there
powerful lot of ye
"
"Nigh upon ten thousand," said
young men; "
the persecuted children of God -- the chosen
Angel Merona
"
"I never heard tell on him," said the wanderer
"He appears
chosen
fair crowd of ye
"
"
jest
sacred," said the other sternly
"
who believe in those sacred writings, drawn in Egyptian letters on plates of beaten gold, which were handed unto the holy Joseph Smith at Palmyra
come from Nauvoo,
State of Illinois, where we had founded our temple
come to seek
refuge
violent man and
godless, even though it be the heart
desert
"
The name of Nauvoo evidently recalled recollections to John Ferrier
"
,"
, "
the Mormons
"
"
the Mormons," answered his companions with one voice

"And where
going ? "
"
know
The hand of God is leading us under the person
Prophet
come before him
He shall say
"
They had reached the base
hill
, and were surrounded by crowds
pilgrims -- pale-faced meek-looking women, strong laughing children, and anxious earnest-eyed men
Many were the cries of astonishment and of commiseration which arose
perceived the youth of
strangers
destitution
other
Their escort
halt, however, but pushed on, followed by
great crowd of Mormons, until they reached
waggon,
conspicuous for its great size and
gaudiness and smartness
appearance
Six horses were yoked
, whereas the others were furnished with two, or, at most, four a-piece
Beside the driver there sat
man
more than thirty
, but whose massive head and resolute expression marked him as
leader
reading
brown-backed volume, but
crowd approached he laid it aside, and listened attentively to an account
episode
Then he turned
two castaways

"
take you
,"
, in solemn words, "it can only be as believers
own creed
no wolves
fold
Better far that your bones should bleach
wilderness than that
prove
that little speck of decay which
corrupts the whole fruit
come
terms ? "
"Guess I'll come
on any terms," said Ferrier,
emphasis
grave Elders
restrain
smile
The leader alone retained his stern, impressive expression

"Take him, Brother Stangerson,"
, "give him food and drink,
child likewise
Let it be your task also to teach him our holy creed
delayed long enough
Forward ! On, on to Zion ! "
"On, on to Zion ! " cried the crowd of Mormons,
words rippled down the long caravan, passing from mouth to mouth until they died away in
dull murmur
far distance
With
cracking of whips and
creaking of wheels the great waggons got into motion, and soon the whole caravan was winding along once more
The Elder to whose care the two waifs
committed, led them
waggon, where
meal was already awaiting them

"You shall remain here,"
"
recovered from your fatigues
meantime, remember that now and for ever
religion
Brigham Young has said it, and he has spoken