. 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 . did not wish to loseme ; and as for me, he was my husband, and the father ofmy unborn child, and for the sake of the little life which Iheld in trust, I could not bear to go away from him. Ihad hoped, O, so fondly ! that the child would bring usnearer, and I could not give up the hope ; and when hestood before me so penitent, and so tender, I was ready tofeel that he had always been the same. THE LITTLE FELLOW ON MY HANDS ! 403 Bu
. 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 . did not wish to loseme ; and as for me, he was my husband, and the father ofmy unborn child, and for the sake of the little life which Iheld in trust, I could not bear to go away from him. Ihad hoped, O, so fondly ! that the child would bring usnearer, and I could not give up the hope ; and when hestood before me so penitent, and so tender, I was ready tofeel that he had always been the same. THE LITTLE FELLOW ON MY HANDS ! 403 But I was doomed to disappointment; after the birth ofmy child, it seemed as though the fits of passion were morefrequent and of longer duration. He neglected me, andwas scarcely at home at all. He did not care for my baby,seeming to consider it a rival, and my love for it seemed toanger him. But what a comfort the baby was to me ! HowI loved it! All the tide of my affection, that had beenso rudely repelled, turned towards it, and I felt that all theinterest of my life was centred therein. Like all Mormonwomen, robbed of a husbands love and care, I should live. yi:Mf I ? ^ I My Baby-Boy. in and for my child. I knew very well that as far as re-gaining my husbands real affection was concerned — if, in-deed, I had ever possessed it, — the future was hopeless ; soI expected nothing from it further, and resigned myself tothe inevitable more quietly than I could have believed Iever should have done; but my child made resignationmore easy. The little fellow was very bright and winning, and Iused to imagine that he understood my feelings, and sym-pathized with me in his baby way. The little hands stray- 404 CROSS ABOUT A BABY ! ing over my face and neck were full of sweet comfort; theblue eyes raised to mine in baby confidence were full oflove ; the little mouth which I covered with kisses neverfailed to smile back at me, and I even forgot to cry underthe sweet, restful influence wh
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