History of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, Volume 5Smith, Joseph, Jr.
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History of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, Volume 5
Smith, Joseph, Jr.
Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints; Smith, Joseph, Jr., 1805-1844
I lifted up mine eyes with astonishment when I heard the voice
of the lions, and saw the fury of their rage. I asked, is it
possible that so many lords of the forest, such noble beasts should
condescend to notice one solitary fawn that is feeding alone upon
his pasture, without attempting to excite either their jealousy or
anger? I have not strayed from the fold, nor injured the trees of
the forest, nor hurt the beasts of the field, nor trampled upon
their pasture, nor drunk of their streams. Why, then, their rage
against me? When lo! and behold! they again uttered their voices,
as the voice of great thunderings, and there was given unto them
the voice of men; but it was difficult for me to distinguish
what was said among so many voices; but ever and anon I heard a
few broken, incoherent sentences like the following: "Murder!
Desolation! Bloodshed! Arson! Treason! Joe Smith and the Mormons!
Our nation will be overturned! The impostor should be driven from
the state! The fawn will be metamorphosed into a lion--will devour
all the beasts of the field, destroy all the trees of the forest,
and tread under foot all the rest of the lions!"
I then lifted up my voice and said, Hear me, ye beasts of the
forest! and all ye great lions, pay attention! I am innocent of
the things {275} whereof ye accuse me. I have not been guilty of
violating your laws, nor of trespassing upon your rights. My hands
are clean from the blood of all men, and I am at the defiance
of the world to substantiate the crimes whereof I am accused;
wherefore, then should animals of your noble mien stoop to such
little jealousies, such vulgar language, and lay such unfounded
charges at the door of the innocent?
It is true that I once suffered an ass to feed in my pasture. He
ate at my crib and drank at my waters; but possessing the true
nature of an ass, he began to foul the water with his feet, and to
trample under foot the green grass and destroy it. I therefore put
him out of my pasture, and he began to bray. Many of the lions in
the adjoining jungles, mistaking the braying for the roaring of a
lion, commenced roaring. When I proclaimed this abroad many of the
lions began to enquire into the matter. A few, possessing a more
noble nature than many of their fellows, drew near, and viewing the
animal found that he was nothing more than a decrepit, broken down,
worn out ass, that had scarcely anything left but his ears and
voice.
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