"Pooh!" contemptuously. "He is almost ready to apostatize; he is scared to death over this army business. He has asked Governor Cumming to let him go out of the Territory under the protection of the soldiers." "Can that be true, Dian? I would not have thought him a traitor as well as a coward." "Are not all cowards traitors?" "Hardly, Dian. That's too sweeping. But I am surprised about Henry. He cut quite a shine here for months." The girl began to open her gate; she knew that her brother did not approve of young people standing at the gate in the late evenings. "Dian, listen just one moment; here, wear this ring for me while I am gone; won't you?" As he spoke he drew a pretty ring from his finger, evidently an heirloom in his family. Rings were rare in those days, and Dian's eyes sparkled. She knew that she was not in love with Charlie; but neither was she with anyone else. Why should she not wear a ring? "I will wear it awhile, Charlie, but I won't keep it. You must give it to the girl you are going to marry." "That's what I'm doing, Dian." The tone of his voice startled her with its intensity; she drew away from him, half frightened. "Here, Charlie, take your ring; I do not want to wear it." But with instant comprehension of his rashness, the young man said with a light laugh: "Oh, pshaw, Dian! Oblige me by wearing my ring until I find the girl I am to marry. Then I will come to you for it." Pacified, the girl pushed the ring back on her finger, and then at once turned into the gate, saying as she did so: "I shall not forget you nor any of the boys in my prayers, Charlie. Goodnight and goodby." And the young man was fain to be content with this general parting wish. XIV. "TO YOUR TENTS, O ISRAEL." "To your tents, O Israel!" What a picture of quiet despair melting into calm resignation those spring months presented! In April there had begun that wondrous move into the unknown which had been the inspiration and yet the dread of President Brigham Young. Only a patriot such as he could appreciate the love of home and country which had forced this people ten years before into a trackless wilderness; no one but a patriot could guess what these new sacrifices must mean to the hunted and driven people. Ten years of peace! Ten years of hardest labor ever performed by any people, at any period; and now to start out into the wilderness again! Who could tell the suffering, the anguish of a people whose hearthstones were their altars, and whose religion was a home!