. Wife no. 19, or, The story of a life in bondage : being a complete exposé of Mormonism, and revealing the sorrows, sacrifices and sufferings of women in polygamy . d him, and he knew, too, how bitter anopponent she always had been to polygamy. He knew aswell how many times he had assured her that she had noth-ing to fear; that he would be faithful to her, as he hadpromised to be in the old days when he married her, andbefore God had vowed to cleave to her only imtil deathshould them part. And he felt how bitter would be hersorrow, how justly indignant her feelings towards him, howintense her
. Wife no. 19, or, The story of a life in bondage : being a complete exposé of Mormonism, and revealing the sorrows, sacrifices and sufferings of women in polygamy . d him, and he knew, too, how bitter anopponent she always had been to polygamy. He knew aswell how many times he had assured her that she had noth-ing to fear; that he would be faithful to her, as he hadpromised to be in the old days when he married her, andbefore God had vowed to cleave to her only imtil deathshould them part. And he felt how bitter would be hersorrow, how justly indignant her feelings towards him, howintense her anger, and he did not dare to brave it all; so hestole quietly away to the Endowment House one day, leav-ing his true and confiding wife ill in her bed, and fresh fromher sick room, took the blasphemous vows which claimedto bind him to another woman for time and for eternity. The first wife knew nothing of what had transpired untilshe was very delicately told by a kind neighbor, who, know-ing that she must find it out sooner or later, thought it herduty to break the news to her as quietly as possible. She was almost maddened by the intelligence, and at first. GOD HELP ME IF Its TRUE ! 295 she utterly refused to believe it. It could not be possible thatthe husband of her youth, the man whom she had so lovedand trusted, would betray her thus ; would take advantageof her illness to skulk away and take another wife, andthat, too, after all his repeated promises to her. It cant be true, she cried, wringing her hands, andgrowing deadly pale. It isnt true ! I cant believe it. Iwont believe it. O my God, help me if it is true. Tell methat it isnt; that you are mistaken. But no such assurance could be given her, and her friendtried in the gentlest manner to comfort her; but what con^solation could she bring that would heal a shattered faithor bind up a broken heart? This story has had many, many repetitions since then,until now it has got to be an old, old story often told. It was all
Size: 1264px × 1977px
Photo credit: © Reading Room 2020 / Alamy / Afripics
License: Licensed
Model Released: No
Keywords: ., bookcentury180, bookdecade1870, booksubjectpolygamy, bookyear1876
