. 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 . gh thenight and the darkness, we were a gloomy and apprehen-sive party. We were not sure how closely we had beenwatched, or whether we had succeeded in eluding Mormonvigilance. Even then, the Danites, those terrible minis-ters of Mormon vengeance, might be upon our track, andI could not cast off the feeling that every moment broughtus nearer and nearer to some dreadful death. 570 A MIDNIGHT RIDE. Twice during the night we were los
. 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 . gh thenight and the darkness, we were a gloomy and apprehen-sive party. We were not sure how closely we had beenwatched, or whether we had succeeded in eluding Mormonvigilance. Even then, the Danites, those terrible minis-ters of Mormon vengeance, might be upon our track, andI could not cast off the feeling that every moment broughtus nearer and nearer to some dreadful death. 570 A MIDNIGHT RIDE. Twice during the night we were lost. The last time,we missed our way, and went several miles up a canon,and I felt sure that we were betrayed, and that our driverwas carr3ing us to certain destruction. I spoke to him,without letting him know my suspicions, and told him wewere going wrong. He turned about, and drove rapidlyback, and we reached the mouth of the canon just as theday dawned. Confusion vanished with the darkness, ourdriver found the right road, and by fast driving we reachedUintah just as the train came up. Tickets and checks hadbeen secured at Ogden, and with a hurried good by to. Mv Escape frvim Salt Lake City. my father, I jumped on board the train, with Mrs. Cooke,and we were off. I can never describe my sensations when the train beganto move. With the new sense of freedom came a feelingof such utter loneliness that, for a moment, I was bewil-dered by the situation, and, turning to Mrs. Cooke, I said,helplessly, What shall I do? Keep up a brave heart, and think of the work beforeyou, said she. Her experience in Mormonism had been no pleasanterthan mine, and she was as glad to get away from it as I
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