ernment wishes to destroy them. Any train of emigrants that
may come through here will be attacked and destroyed. I am
particularly sure they will be wiped out if they have been making
threats against our people. Unless emigrants have a pass from
Brigham, they will never get safely through this country."

My reply pleased him, and he laughed heartily, and then said:

"Do you believe the brethren would make it lively for such a
train?"

"Yes, sir," I replied, "I know they will, unless protected by a
pass, and I wish to tell you, and you must inform Brigham, that
if he wants emigrants to pass without being molested he must send
orders to that effect to Bishop Dame or Brother Haight, so that
they can give passes to the emigrants; their passes will insure
safety, but nothing else will, except the positive orders of
Brigham, as the people are bitter against the Gentiles, full of
religious zeal, and anxious to avenge the blood of the Prophets."

The only reply he made was to the effect that on his way down
from Salt Lake he had had a long talk with Haight on the same
subject, and that Haight had assured him, and given him to
understand, that emigrants who came along without a pass from
Brigham could not escape from the Territory. We then rode along
in silence for some distance, when he again turned to me and
said:

"Brother Lee, I am satisfied that the brethren are under the holy
influence, and I believe they will do just as you say they will
with the wicked emigrants that come through the country, making
threats and abusing our people."

Thereupon I repeated my views to him, but at much greater length.
I went into a statement of the wrongs of our people, and told him
that the people were under the blaze of the reformation, full of
wildfire, and that to shed the blood of those who would dare
speak against the Mormon Church or its leaders would be doing the
will of God, and the people would do it as cheerfully as they
would any other duty. That the Apostle Paul was not more sincere
than was every Mormon who lived in southern Utah. My words served
to cheer up the General; he was delighted, and said:

"I am glad to hear so good an account of our people. God will
bless them for all they do to build up His Kingdom in the last
days."

On my way from Cedar City to my home in Harmony I came up with a
band of Indians under Moquetas and Big Bill, two Cedar City
chiefs; they were in their paint, and fully equipped for battle