She even smiled when she told him that she would rather die than live away from this unknown man, smiled in a way that must have enraged him--since he had never won that kind of love from her for himself--for then he let her meet the sacrifice without further talk.

He drew her on to his knee, kissed her for the last time, then held her head back--and the thing was done.

How sad it is that she did not make a full confession.

Then, by her willing sacrifice, she would have gone direct to the circle of the Gods and Goddesses; but now, dying as she did, her soul must be lost--" "Which wife did you say--" "The fifth--she that was Mara Cavan--but, dear me, Brother Rae! you should not be out so soon! Why, man, you're weak as a cat! Come, I'll walk with you as far as your house, and you must lie abed again until you are stronger.

I can understand how you wished to be up as soon as possible; how proud you must feel that your preaching has led to this glorious awakening and made it possible to save the souls of many sinful ones--but you must be careful not to overtax yourself." Four days later, a white-faced young Elder applied to Brigham for permission to go to the settlements on the south.