The Mormon wife; a life story of the sacrifices, sorrows and sufferings of woman A narrative of many years' personal experience . n us, just as we entered the little cove, in which the springwas embosomed. The sounds still continued, screams, andtrampling of feet. As we came nearer the words becameclearly distinct, and we plainly heard a ringing sound of blows. Oh ! Ill give it to you, you hussy ; Ill teach you to be teas-ing my man, and making appointments for him to meet you. Tis mother, whispered Louisa. I guess so. As we came nearer, the combatants became visible, and sucha scene, it would
The Mormon wife; a life story of the sacrifices, sorrows and sufferings of woman A narrative of many years' personal experience . n us, just as we entered the little cove, in which the springwas embosomed. The sounds still continued, screams, andtrampling of feet. As we came nearer the words becameclearly distinct, and we plainly heard a ringing sound of blows. Oh ! Ill give it to you, you hussy ; Ill teach you to be teas-ing my man, and making appointments for him to meet you. Tis mother, whispered Louisa. I guess so. As we came nearer, the combatants became visible, and sucha scene, it would be impossible to depict its ludicrous Stillman, partially disguised in a long, black cloak, with ablack handkerchief tied oyer her head, was laying a huge raw-hide with no trifling effect over Fan Simpkinss shoulders,interspersing her castigation with much spicy advice. Fan waskicking, struggling, and shrieking, but the old lady, who was apowerful woman, and a tiger when roused, held her safely byone arm. Xeither noticed our approach, or that in theirrencontre, they had advanced to the very edge of the basia of. Fan catches a Tartar. 233 the spring. Fan was the first to perceive their situation andspringing suddenly forward towards her castigator, she precipi-I tated Mrs. Stillinan with great force into the water. Now, lie there and drown, old devil, and then Ill haye yourman without any difficulty, and Fan shrieked with a wild,savage laugh, and turned away. This movement brought us into full view. So youve comafter the old jade. Well, its lucky ; for I wouldnt lift a fingerto keep her from drowning, and she passed on. Mrs. Stillraan was certainly more frightened than hurt, butthe good lady, though an admirable housewife, and well skilledin the various branches of domestic economy, was entirely igno-rant of hydropathy, or that sublime science which finds in wetsheets and bathing-tubs a sovereign panacea for all the ills thatflesh is heir to. She had always entertai
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