He had to shout the last instructions in a rapid crescendo as the youngsters had sprung off together at the word "go," like twin shafts from those double-arrowed bows of the old Manchurian archers. Three minutes later and a most woful scrawking heralded the approach of the captors and the captive. The young rooster, though blind of one eye, saw quite enough of the situation to make him apprehensive, but the younger urchin had him tight under his arm, and, still under the exciting influences of the chase and capture, the boys stood once more before my host, with panting bodies, flushed cheeks, and tufts of yellow hair sprouting out through crevices of those wondrous old hats, which had evidently just seen service in the capture. And the rooster, feeling, perhaps, that he was now before the final court of appeal, scrawked as if machinery had got loose inside him and he couldn't stop it. "How's your (scraw-w-w-k) mother?" She's (scraw-w-w-k)--and she's (scraw-w-w-k) nothing to eat all yesterday." (Scraw-w-k.) "Go on home, then." And away down the middle of the road scudded the little fellows in a confusion of dust and scrawk. "Who are those children?" I asked again, thinking I had chanced on that unknown thing, a pauper Mormon. "Oh," said my host, "he's a bad lot--an outsider--who came in here as a loafer, and deserted his wife. She's very ill and pretty nigh starving. Ay, she would starve, too, if her boys there didn't come round regular, begging of us. But loafers know very well that 'those----Mormons' won't let anybody go hungry. Ay, and they act as if they knew it, too." In other settlements there are exactly such similar cases, but I would draw the attention of my readers--I wish I could draw the attention of the whole nation to it--to the following notice which stands to this day with all the force of a regular by-law in these Mormon settlements:-- "NOTICE TO ALL. "If there are any persons in this city who are destitute of food, let them be who they may, if they will let their wants be known to me, privately or otherwise, I will see that they are furnished with food and lodging until they can provide for themselves. The bishops of every ward are to see that there are no persons going hungry. "(Signed by the Presiding Bishop.)" Now it may be mere "sentiment" on my part, but I confess that this "Notice to All," in the simplicity of its wording, in the nobility of its spirit, reads to me very beautifully. And what a contrast to turn from this text of a universal charity, that is no respecter of persons, to the infinite meanness of those who can write, as in the Salt Lake Tribune, of the whole community of Mormons as the villainous spawn of polygamy!"