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"The woyage is pervided for, missus," was the short and satisfactory response. "Brother Jarrum took care of that when he sent us." Her heart went into a glow at the name. And them envious disbelievers in Deerham had cast all sorts of disparaging accusations to the brother, openly expressing their opinion that he had gone off purposely without her, and that she'd never hear of him again!
It has been the fate of certain spots of England, more so than of most other parts of the European world, to be favoured by periodical visits from these gentry. Deerham was now suffering under the infliction, and Brother Jarrum was doing all that lay in his power to convert half its female population into Mormon proselytes.
Things were strange to them, and they were strange in turn. He'd describe it all another time, he said; but it was quite enough to tell them what it was, by saying that he resolved to come away if possible, and face again the hardships of the way, though it was only to die in the old land, than he'd stop in it. Brother Jarrum was a awful impostor, so to have led 'em away!
However welcome the four shillings rent, weekly, was from Brother Jarrum, Peckaby assumed a lordly indifference to it, and protested he'd rather starve, nor have pison like him in the house. Peckaby, however, possessed a wife, who, on occasion, wore, metaphorically speaking, his nether garments, and it was her will and pleasure to countenance the expected guest.
There's another tribe living in the Great Salt Lake City besides ours; and that's the Gentiles. Gentiles is our name for 'em. It's this set that spreads about uncredible reports, and we'd like to sew their mouths up " Brother Jarrum probably intended to say "unaccredited." He continued, somewhat vehemently "To sew their mouths up with a needle and thread, and let 'em be sewed up for ever.
You just try a husband, Bess Dawson; whether he's a saint, or whether he's a sinner, let him be of a cranky temper, thwarting you at every trick and turn, and you'll see what sort of a paradise marriage is! Don't you think I'm right, sir?" Jan's mouth was extended from ear to ear, laughing. "I never tried it," said he. "Were you to have been espoused by Brother Jarrum?" he asked, of Susan Peckaby.
The wives of a saint are safe; paradise is in store for 'em; and that's why the Gentiles' wives them folks that's for ever riling at us leave their husbands to marry the saints." "Does the saints' wives ever leave 'em to marry them others the Gentiles?" asked that troublesome Davies. "Such cases have been heered of," responded Brother Jarrum, shaking his head with a grave solemnity of manner.
He was taking her to Paris, which Sibylla had never seen. Leaving them to enjoy its attractions and Sibylla, at any rate, would not fail to do so we must give another word to that zealous missionary, Brother Jarrum. The seed, scattered broadcast by Brother Jarrum, had had time to fructify.
"What's the drinks?" inquired Jim Clark, the supper items imparting to his inside a curious feeling of emptiness. "There's no lack of drinks in the City of the Saints," returned Brother Jarrum. "Whisky's plentiful. Have you heard of mint julep? That is delicious. Mint is one of the few productions not common out there, and we are learning to make the julep with sage instead.
Were his widders left to grieve and die out after him? No. Mr. Brigham Young, he succeeded to his honours, and he married the widders." This was received somewhat dubiously; the assemblage not clear whether to approve it or to cavil at it. "Not so much to be his wives, you know, as to be a kind of ruling matrons in his household," went on Brother Jarrum.
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