[The Mormon Prophet by Lily Dougall]@TWC D-Link bookThe Mormon Prophet CHAPTER XV 9/11
He was standing now upon the outskirts of the crowd as one who had newly come from a solitary journey.
When he met Susannah's eye his solitary look passed into one of lofty and intense comradeship.
He ran to her and embraced her, and emptied an inner pocket of a purse of money which he thrust eagerly into her possession. "I have killed one of them," he said, speaking eagerly, as a child tells of some exploit.
"His pockets were fat with money, and it is yours." "See!" He took the fragment of linen upon which the stain of Halsey's blood had turned dark with time, and showed her a new and brighter stain upon its edges. All around them were men and women, who now, for the first time since the hour of some terrible parting, spied kindred or comrades.
By a common impulse these moved toward one another, and there was an interlude in the service for sobs of joy and frantic embracings, and many men and women clasped one another who could claim no kindred, and none forbade, for tears of mutual love were in all eyes. After that, in the streets or in chance meetings in the houses, the remembrance of this festival of rapturous comradeship gave a new standard to the manners of private life.
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