The Lions of the Lord: A Tale of the Old WestWilson, Harry Leon
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The Lions of the Lord: A Tale of the Old West
Wilson, Harry Leon
Historical fiction; Latter Day Saint pioneers -- Fiction; Western stories
Then she knew that what she had seen the night before had been the
truth; that she could love no man who did not love her alone. She tried
to imagine the lover in the play going from balcony to balcony, sighing
the same impassioned love-tale to woman after woman; or to imagine him
with many wives at home, to whom would be taken the news of his death
in the tomb of his last. So she thought of the play and not of the
ball, stepping the dances absently, and, when it was all over, she fell
asleep, rejoicing that, before their death, the two dear lovers had
been sealed for time and eternity, so that they could awaken together
in the Kingdom.
They went home the next day, driving down the valley that rolled in
billows of green between the broken ranges of the Wasatch and the
Oquirrh. It was no longer of the Kingdom she thought, nor of Brigham
and his wives; only of a clean-limbed youth in doublet and hose, a
plumed cap, and a silken cloak, who, in a voice that brought the tears
back of her eyes, told of his undying love for one woman—and of the
soft, tender woman in the moonlight, who had trusted him and let
herself go to him in life and in death.
The world had not ended. She thought that, in truth, it could not have
ended yet; for had she not a life to live?
Chapter XXXI.
The Lion of the Lord Sends an Order
They reached home in very different states of mind. The girl was eager
for the solitude of her favourite nook in the cañon, where she could
dream in peace of the wonderland she had glimpsed; but the little bent
man was stirred by dread and chilled with forebodings. To him, as well
as to the girl, the change in the first city of Zion had been a thing
to wonder at. But what had thrilled her with amazed delight brought
pain to him. Zion was no longer held inviolate.
And now the truth was much clearer to him. Not only had the Lord
deferred His coming, but He had set His hand again to scatter Israel
for its sin. Instead of letting them stay alone in their mountain
retreat until the beginning of His reign on earth, He had brought the
Gentiles upon them in overwhelming numbers. Where once a thousand miles
of wilderness lay between them and Gentile wickedness, they were now
hemmed about with it, and even it polluted the streets of the holy city
itself.
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