The City of the Mormons; or, Three Days at Nauvoo, in 1842Caswall, Henry
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The City of the Mormons; or, Three Days at Nauvoo, in 1842
Caswall, Henry
Latter Day Saints -- Illinois; Nauvoo (Ill.)
as much as those of the temple, and, when completed, will form a
capacious building. Passing the prophet Smith's house, which is one of
the best in the city, I arrived at a small, but neat, tavern, where I
called to get dinner. An old woman, apparently the mistress of the
house, was seated by the fire, devoutly reading the book of Mormon,
from which she scarcely lifted her eyes as I entered. Here I found a
decent, and probably intelligent, Scotchman. Conversing with him on the
subject of the services which I had just witnessed, I remarked how
greatly deficient they appeared in dignity and spirituality; and
contrasted them with the decorous and solemn worship of the Church of
England, and of the Scottish Kirk. I particularly referred to the keg of
white lead and the ten-dollar bill, as well as to the derogatory manner
in which the preacher had alluded to "the old-fashioned book called the
Bible." Although I endeavoured to speak with mildness, the Scotchman
replied with great warmth, that the English and Scottish Churches taught
lies, and that their members loved lies more than truth. That all their
solemnity was produced by hypocrisy and false doctrines respecting God.
That the Mormons despised long faces, and all religions which required
people to wear a sanctimonious and hypocritical exterior. He added, that
Mormonism was making rapid progress in Scotland.
From the tavern, I proceeded to the landing-place, and engaged the
ferryman to take me over to Montrose, on the Iowa side of the river. I
found this person to be a Mormon; and learned from him, that the ferry
was the property of the prophet Joseph. He further informed me, that the
number of passengers had become so considerable, that a steam ferry-boat
had been purchased, and would soon be in operation. I afterwards found
that his opinion of the character of his brethren, "the saints," was by
no means flattering to them. He told a person in Montrose, that it was
"no use to hoist a flag at Nauvoo as a signal to passengers, for it was
sure to be stolen by the people there; they had so much of the devil in
them."
On arriving at Montrose, I went to the house of a gentleman to whom I
had brought letters of introduction from St. Louis. This gentleman, with
his lady and his brother, has resided many years at Montrose; and as he
possesses the independence to resist the encroachments of the Mormons,
and the ability to expose their designs, he has been an object of
constant persecution since the settlement of these people in his
vicinity. He at once desired me to make his house my home, and offered
me every assistance in prosecuting my researches. Under his hospitable
roof I spent a pleasant evening. His family united with me in religious
services (for there is no place of worship in the neighbourhood); and,
after the awful proceedings of the morning, I felt happy to be once more
among Christians.
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