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It was this earlier teaching that the faithful of Amalon clung to, perhaps not a little by reason that immediately over them was a spiritual guide who had been trained from infancy to know that salvation lay in belief, never in doubt. For a sign of the end they believed that on the night before the day of it there would be no darkness.
"Oh, Daddy dear I've just heard such an awful thing, what they talk of me in Amalon, and of you and my mother shameful!" He knew then what was coming; he had wondered indeed, that this talk should be so long in reaching her; but he waited silently, soothing her. "They say, whoever my mother was, you couldn't have married her that Christina is your first wife, and the temple records show it.
It was dusk when they rode down the hill together. They followed the cañon road to its meeting with the main highway at the northern edge of Amalon. Where the roads joined they passed Bishop Wright, who, with his hat off, turned to stare at them, and to pull at his fringe of whisker in seeming perplexity. "He must have been on his way to our house," Prudence called.
And oh, Daddy, they say it means that I am a child of sin and shame and it made me want to kill myself." Another passion of tears and sobs had overwhelmed her and all but broken down the little man. Yet he controlled himself and soothed her again to quietness. "It is all wrong, child, all wrong. You are not a child of sin, but a child of love, as rightly born as any in Amalon.
It is true that in the north, as the appointed year drew nigh, an opinion had begun to prevail that the Son of Man might defer his coming; and presently it became known that Brigham himself was doubtful about the year 1870, and was inspiring others to doubt. But in Amalon they were untainted by this heresy, choosing to rely upon what Brigham had said in moments more inspired.
When the Patriarch stopped at Amalon that spring, at the house of Joel Rae, there were many blessings to be made, and from morning until night for several days he was busy with the writing of them.
"I say is there any place where I could get to stop a day or so in Amalon?" "Oh I didn't understand I think so; at least, my father sometimes but there's Elder Wardle, he often takes in travellers." "You say your father " "Not always I don't know, I'm sure " she looked doubtful. "Oh, all right! I'll ask him, if you'll show me his place."
It was a hot summer below, where the valley widens to let in Amalon; but up in the little-sunned aisle of Box Cañon it was always cool. There the pines are straight and reach their heads far into the sky, each a many-wired harp to the winds that come down from the high divide.
Then the entire populace of Amalon, in its Sunday best of "valley tan" or store-goods, flocked to the little square and sat expectantly on the benches under the green roof of the bowery, ready to absorb the droppings of the sanctuary. In due time came Brigham, strolling between Elder Wardle and Bishop Wright, bland, affable, and benignant.
But there was war between the houses in the play, and the young lover had to make a way to see his beloved, climbing a high wall into her garden, climbing to her very balcony by a scarf she flung down to him. To the young woman from Amalon, these lovers' voices came with a strange compulsion, so that they played with her heart between them.
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