Otherwise many of the latter must have perished.
It was a time of hard expedients, such as men are content to face only for the love of God.

They ranged the hills and benches to dig sego and thistle roots, and in the last days of winter many took the rawhides from their roofs, boiling and eating them.

When spring came, they watched hungrily for the first green vegetation, which they gathered and cooked.

Truly it seemed they had stopped in a desert as cruel in its way as the human foes from whom they had fled.
It was now that the genius of their leader showed.

He was no longer Brigham Young, the preacher, but a father in Israel to his starving children.