Full of trepidation--for he knew that such a visit boded him little good--Ferrier ran to the door to greet the Mormon chief.

The latter, however, received his salutations coldly, and followed him with a stern face into the sitting-room.
"Brother Ferrier," he said, taking a seat, and eyeing the farmer keenly from under his light-coloured eyelashes, "the true believers have been good friends to you.

We picked you up when you were starving in the desert, we shared our food with you, led you safe to the Chosen Valley, gave you a goodly share of land, and allowed you to wax rich under our protection.

Is not this so ?" "It is so," answered John Ferrier.
"In return for all this we asked but one condition: that was, that you should embrace the true faith, and conform in every way to its usages.
This you promised to do, and this, if common report says truly, you have neglected." "And how have I neglected it ?" asked Ferrier, throwing out his hands in expostulation.

"Have I not given to the common fund?
Have I not attended at the Temple?
Have I not---- ?" "Where are your wives ?" asked Young, looking round him.