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Title: An Englishwoman in Utah : the story of a life's experience in Mormonism
Year: 1880 (1880s)
Authors: Stenhouse, Fanny, 1829- Stowe, Harriet Beecher, 1811-1896
Subjects: Stenhouse, Fanny, 1829- Lee, John Doyle, 1812-1877 Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints Mormons and Mormonism Mountain Meadows Massacre, 1857 Women, Mormon Women in the Mormon Church
Publisher: London : Sampson Low, Marston, Searle, & Rivington
Contributing Library: Princeton Theological Seminary Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Princeton Theological Seminary Library

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ered my mind, and even had Ithought it possible, I should hnve supposed that it would takea life-time to complete. No, there was no help for me, evenif it came to the worst. I felt that my doom was sealed ; andthere were many women in our company who thought just thesame as I did, and who were troubled at heart with fears as sadas mine. My first impressions of Salt Lake City when we began lifethere were anything but pleasant—we had to rough it. Fornearly two weeks we were obliged to remain in our waggons,as it was quite impossible to obtain house-room. At that timeeach family built their own little hut, and there were novacant houses to let. The weather was now growing very cold and wintry, and itwas absolutely necessary that Ave should have some bettershelter than the waggons afforded. One day my husband toldme, when he came home, that he had been offered a housewhich belonged to the Church. It was in a very dilapidatedcondition, he said, but that if I would g© and look at it with
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W Ph We forsake all, and set out for Zion. 149 him, we could then decide about taking it. No time was tobe lost, for companies of emigrants were coming in almostdaily, and if we neglected this chance we might not findanother. When we arrived at the house I was much discouiaged atseeing the condition it was in : the window-panes were allcracked or broken out, the floors and walls looked as if theyhad never known soap or paint, and the upper rooms had noceilings ; in fact it was not fit for any civilized Christian tolive in. In point of size there was nothing to complain of,but of comfort or convenience there was none—the windwhistled through every door and every cracked window ; andaltogether it presented anything but a cheering prospect forwinter. My husband told me that Daniel H. Wells, who was super-intendent of Church property and also one of the FirstPresidency of the Church, had promised him that if we tookthe house it should be repaired and made fit for living in be-fore winte

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