"He then gave me about fifty pounds of flour and some beef, and filled a can with honey. "But the mill, and the slaughtered beeves which hung plentifully on its walls, and the stock of flour and honey, and abundant spoil besides, had all belonged to the murdered or exiled saints. "Yet was I thus providentially, by the very murderers and mobocrats themselves, helped out of the State of Missouri. "The Lord had kept his word. The soul who on Jesus had leaned for succor had not been forsaken even in this terrible hour of massacre, and in that infamous extermination of the Mormons from Missouri in the years 1838-39. "One incident more, as a fitting close. "Over that rude grave--that well--where the nineteen martyrs slept, where my murdered husband and boy were entombed, the mobbers of Missouri, with an exquisite fiendishness, which no savages could have conceived, had constructed a rude privy. This they constantly used, with a delight which demons might have envied, if demons are more wicked and horribly beastly than were they. "Thus ends my chapter of the Haun's Mill massacre, to rise in judgment against them!" CHAPTER XVI. MOBS DRIVE THE SETTLERS INTO FAR WEST--HEROIC DEATH OF APOSTLE PATTEN--TREACHERY OF COL. HINKLE, AND FALL OF THE MORMON CAPITAL--FAMOUS SPEECH OF MAJOR-GENERAL CLARK. But the iliad of Mormondom was now in Far West. Haun's Mill massacre was merely a tragic episode; a huge tragedy in itself, it is true, such as civilized times scarcely ever present, yet merely an episode of this strange religious iliad of America and the nineteenth century. The capital of Mormondom was now the city of Far West, in Missouri. There was Joseph the prophet. There was Brigham Young--his St. Peter--who by this time fairly held the keys of the latter-day kingdom. There were the apostles. There were two armies marshaled--the army of the Lord and the army of Satan. And these were veritable hosts, of flesh and blood, equipped and marshaled in a religious crusade--not merely spiritual powers contending. "On the 4th of July, 1838," writes Apostle Parley Pratt, "thousands of the citizens who belonged to the church of the saints assembled at the city of Far West, the county seat of Caldwell, in order to celebrate our nation's birth. "We erected a tall standard, on which was hoisted our national colors, the stars and stripes, and the bold eagle of American liberty. Under its waving folds we laid the corner-stone of a temple of God, and dedicated the land and ourselves and families to him who had preserved us in all our troubles. "An address was then delivered by Sidney Rigdon, in which was portrayed in lively colors the oppression which we had suffered at the hands of our enemies.