The Mormon Prophet and His Harem: Or, An Authentic History of Brigham Young, His Numerous Wives and ChildrenWaite, C. V. (Catherine Van Valkenburg)
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The Mormon Prophet and His Harem: Or, An Authentic History of Brigham Young, His Numerous Wives and Children
Waite, C. V. (Catherine Van Valkenburg)
Latter Day Saint churches; Young, Brigham, 1801-1877
[Here oaths of inviolable secrecy, with the penalty of throat-cutting,
are administered to the awe-stricken and intimidated neophytes. They are
sworn to render implicit obedience to the priesthood, and to depend upon
them for everything; especially not to touch any woman, unless given
through the priesthood.
A sign, a grip, and a key-word are given to the endowees, and the _First
Degree of the Aaronic Priesthood_ is conferred.]
_Elo._ You are now endowed with one law of purity, one key of truth, and
one power of priesthood. Go forth into the world, ye fallen ones, and
seek for truth. Obey the voice of God and his holy priesthood, and I
will send to Earth a Saviour, that through faith and obedience you shall
again inherit your lost estate, again enjoy the ambrosial fruits in the
celestial kingdom of the Gods.
[_Exeunt all._
SCENE IV. THE WORLD.
[_Enter_ ADAM, EVE, Endowees, and Sectarians.
_Timothy Broadbrim._ I feel the movement of the Spirit to speak unto
thee. Thou knowest that the world is lost in sin and wickedness. But ye
should "resist not evil," but "overcome evil with good." "If a man take
away thy cloak, give him thy coat also." Raise not thy hand to harm a
fellow-creature. "Charity suffereth long and is kind!" See that no
brother be in want; look ye after the widow and the fatherless.
_Deacon Smith._ Brethren and Sisters,--I rise to address you a few
words, founded upon the following passage of Scripture:--"And there
shall be weeping and wailing, and gnashing of teeth." Oh, this is a
fearful doom. Oh, ye sinners, hear. There is a lake which burns with
fire and brimstone; you are on the very brink; do you not see thousands
of the damned weltering in its burning waves? You are, as it were, on a
greased plank, sliding, and sliding, as swift as the wheels of Time can
roll, down to this awful gulf. [Sisters begin to shriek and faint.] Flee
from the wrath to come; fly to Jesus; come to the mourners' bench; cry
mightily to God for help. He alone can save you. Come, come, come to
Jesus. Brethren and sisters, sing,--
"Where shall the guilty soul find rest?" etc.
_Parson Peabody_ [speaking through his nose]. My dear hearers, this is a
fallen world. We are all in the gall of bitterness, and in the bond of
iniquity. Satan, the great enemy of mankind, is ever seeking our
destruction. Let us close our hearts against his wiles, and come to
Jesus, and if we are of the elect, foreordained from before the creation
of the world, we shall be saved; and if not, we shall be lost. We can do
nothing of ourselves. We are in the hands of a just and wise God, who
doeth all things well.
In the language of the divine poet,--
"If you can, if you can't;
If you will, if you won't;
You'll be damned if you do,
You'll be damned if you don't."
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