We received a hearty welcome from the hospitable family, and after a few moments of desultory conversation on current topics, we younger ones withdrew, leaving our elders alone to talk over the matters of business which had called them together. We were to spend a day there, and I had nothing to do but to pass away the time in any manner that suited me. So as the gunning was not then first-class and in order to give me an opportunity to see one of the curiosities of that interesting region, a son of our host suggested a visit to the "spouting well," a phenomenon the neighborhood prided itself upon. It was his father's property, my friend told me. and about four miles distant; so it was agreed that three of us, two of the General's sons and I, should visit the locality.

Early next morning, after a hearty breakfast of the small, but delicious mountain trout, caught in the fishpond of our entertainer, and equipped with guns and gamebags, as it was thought wild pigeons might be seen, we set out. The road, which was at best only a rough trail, led through the thick and shady forest, whose giant trees were covered from top to bottom with beautiful climbing vines of many different kinds. The earth, except where broken by innumerable crystal springs, was carpeted with a luxuriant moss, presenting to the eye a most elegant variety of hues, changing at every step with the shifting glances of the sunlight. Hundreds of pigeons fluttered in the boughs overhead, and occasionally a slight rustle in the undergrowth betrayed the presence of some startled land animal. All this was so new and enchanting to me, raised in the desert valleys of the Rocky Mountains, that I almost wished the walk might never end.

Presently a rumbling noise was heard, sounding like the distant puffing of a locomotive. It lasted a few seconds, and then gradually died away, as though the snorting monster had left us far behind. Soon the puff was heard again, this time louder and apparently close at hand. Again it subsided, and I, following my companions, broke into a run, the goal being a little glade just visible through

the woods. It was a circular clearing on the side hill, probably four rods in diameter. Near the centre of it an unused scaffolding reared itself high in air, and covered a hole about a foot in diameter, out of which projected several feet of rusty, iron pipe. Drawing nearer to the structure, which was dripping with water, I noticed a strong smell of petroleum, and heard again the rumbling sound, now with greater distinctness, which seemed to be borne through the tube from the ground under our feet. As the sound increased the noise of rushing waters became audible, and with a feeling of awe,on my part at least, we moved hastily away. When a few rods distant we stopped, and looking back, beheld the water foaming and spouting over the top of the pipe. At each throb, for by that word only can I express the movement of the water, it rose higher and higher, until at length in one enormous, prolonged jet, hundreds of gallons were sent dashing against the very top of the scaffolding. All this time the sound had been increasing in intensity until now it was almost deafening. After a few seconds of this thunderous roar, a momentary hush came and then the tumult gradually died away. It had scarcely become indistinct when again the enraged earth bellowed forth like some gigantic monster, with even greater intensity than before, after which it rapidly subsided and was quiet for nine minutes, when the same grand scene was repeated. During these moments of inactivity, we approached the soaking timbers, which seemed to tremble and groan at their recent trial, and reaching through,presented a lighted match at the end of the pipe. A slight explosion followed and the gas burned with brilliancy and steadiness. We did not wait to extinguish it, as the water was again bubbling and rushing far down in the depths, and again betook ourselves to a point sufficiently distant to insure us against the shower bath. I expected, of course, that our little illumination would be overwhelmed, but to my surprise and wonderment, I saw a little tongue of flame glancing from every drop of water as the stream mounted higher and higher,

until the whole mass, superstructure and all, was wrapped in a gorgeous, manycolored garment of dazzling light. This magnificent spectacle lasted until the water had again disappeared in the earth and for some minutes afterward I was dazed into a feeling nearly akin to terror. My companions explained to me that the well was orginally bored for oil; that it was over seventeen hundred feet deep; that the iron pipe or curbing had become detached from the machinery and separated so as to allow the water to flow in; and that consequently, at the very moment of success, when oil was almost in sight, the design had to be abandoned and all the labor and means had been wasted. The smell of petroleum was almost stifling, and my curiosity in taking a mouthful of the water was rewarded by the discovery, that so far as I could tell by the taste, it was an excellent quality of coal oil, they assured me, however, that it was only a "little oily." During the two years since the well was bored, there had not been the slightest variation in the interval between the eruptions,

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which always came as I have attempted to describe-a second one immediately following the first, and then a period of rest for nine minutes, during which time the well seems to fill up with a fresh supply. The story would read better if I could add that blind fish were sometimes vomited out of this liquid volcano, but my veracious friends would not admit that anything of the kind had been detected. They did say, however, that sharp, angular pieces of rock, very much resembling soapstone, were frequently picked up and carried away as specimens of the nether earth.

I listened with interest to these accounts, as well as to many ridiculous stories of fright the yell had caused to timid strangers, some of which were irresistibly laughable. While we thus talked and ate our luncheon, the well favored us with two more exhibitions of its powers, and then we set out on our return. At 3 o'clock that afternoon I left the little town of Kane, and four days afterwards was at my home in Salt Lake City. Faquce.

The day is done, and the darkness
Falls from the wings of Night,
As a feather is wafted downward
From an eagle in his flight.

I see the lights of the village

Gleam through the rain and the mist,

And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me
That my soul cannot resist.

A feeling of sadness and longing,
That is not akin to pain,
And resembles sorrow only

As the mist resembles the rain.

Come, read to me some poem,
Some simple and heartfelt lay,

That shall soothe this restless feeling,
And banish the thoughts of day.

Not from the grand old masters,
Not from the bards sublime,
Whose distant footsteps echo
Through the corridors of Time.

For, like the strains of martial music,
Their mighty thoughts suggest

A LIVING MARTYR. On the 20th of January, Elder George Reynolds was released from imprisonment, in the Utah penitentiary, having served the full legal term, to which he was sentenced. He emerges, from the prison walls, a living martyr to the cause of Zion, with a history hardly paralleled in the lives of the martyrs of olden or modern times. He was not only a prisoner for conscience sake, but a representative prisoner suffering for the conscientious faith of the whole people. He has stood the test that God suffered to be put upon him, and has been found true and faithful, having never murmured or complained, but patiently endured the unholy persecution, which he was willing to suffer for the sake of his brethren, his religion and his God. We welcome him home again and feel to praise him in the gates. All Israel honors him! He will be held in remembrance forever for his heroic integrity in suffering martyrdom for conscience sake, and his example will nerve the faith of thousands in the day of similar trial.

A brief account of the persecutive measures, which had their climax in his conviction and imprisonment, with notes of his personal experience may prove interesting to our readers, though the particulars of his indictments and trials were published in the daily papers at the time of their occurrence.

In the summer and fall of 1874, while Judge Lowe was chief justice of the Territorial Supreme Court and judge of the Third District Court, and William Carey was United States Prosecuting Attorney

for Utah, efforts were made to find in dictments, under the Congressional law of 1852, against polygamy and bigamy, and the arrest and trial of several of the leading authorities was threatened. As those whom the prosecuting attorney had set upon, were known not to have violated that law, their so-called offenses, having been committed previous to its passage, it was apparent that any effort to convict them would be futile and their trials would simply amount to annoyance and persecution. It was therefore agreed by the prosecuting attorney, and others, that if a suitable person were provided, the contemplated prosecutions would be abandoned, a fair trial would be given him, as a test case, and the constitutionality of the law would be tested. Our people believing that the Act of 1862 would be annulled, on appeal to the Supreme Court.

After this arrangement had been made, the selection of some one to stand the trial was considered, and Elder George Reynolds, who had not been thought of by the officers, was approached on the subject, and consented to be the victim. He furnished the witnesses and testimony to the grand jury, and his case was accepted by the attorney as a fair test case. Accordingly, on Friday October 23, 1874, the grand jury, John Chislett foreman, reported a true bill against him, and on the following Monday he presented himself in court and plead not guilty to the felony alleged in the indictment. He was admitted to bail in the sum of twenty-five hundred dollars. On March 31, 1875, the trial commenced and lasted two days. The jury returned a verdict of guilty, and on the 10th of April, the prisoner was sentenced to one year's imprisonment, and to pay a fine of three hundred dollars. An appeal to the Territorial Supreme Court was immediately taken, and Brother Reynolds was liberated under a five thousand dollar bond.

The most intense feeling of enmity and persecution, was manifest during and immediately after this trial, by the prosecuting officers, William Carey and R. N. Baskin. They even went so far as to demand the imprisonment of the defend

ant, pending the appeal to the higher court. This was however overruled by the judge. On the 19th of June, the Supreme Court, comprised of Chief Justice Lowe and Associates Emerson and Boreman, reversed the decision of the lower court, set the indictment aside, on the ground of the illegality of the grand jury which found it, (that body being composed of twenty-three instead of fifteen men, which the law requires,) and Elder Reynolds was released from his bonds. On the 30th of the following October, however, the new grand jury, Horace Bliss, foreman, found another indictment against him, and he was again arrested Nov. 1, 1875, plead not guilty and was admitted to bail. On December 9th his second trial commenced, before Chief Justice White, Lowe having removed, and the following jury: Henry Simons, foreman, Emanuel Kahn, Eli Ransohoff, B. F. Dewey, Charles Read, George Hogan, Ed. L. Butterfield, Frank Cisler, Samuel Woodard, Nathan J. Lang, John S. Barnes, Lucien Livingstone.

During this trial the unfair efforts of the prosecuting attorney, aided by the arbitrary rulings of the court against the prisoner, showed that Carey had departed from his agreement to try the case as a test on the constitutionality of the law, and that he was doing his utmost to fasten criminality upon the prisoner and to secure his punishment. When this treachery was discovered, the defendant, of course, did his utmost to thwart the prosecution and to save himself. An incident of the trial will indicate to what extreme measures the zeal of the court and prosecuting attorney carried them. Mrs. Amelia Reynolds, Brother Reynolds' second wife, who testified at the first trial, and before the grand jury, in good faith, could not be found when the second trial came, and the vicious efforts of the court to punish her husband, instead of to proceed as agreed upon before, were manifest. In consequence of the failure of the prosecution to produce this witness, the court permitted the attorney to call the lawyers and others in attendance on the first trial, and accepted their testimony of

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what Mrs. Reynolds said at that trial as pertinent evidence; a most unheard of proceeding in any court. The Jury returned a verdict of guilty, and on December 21st, Brother Reynolds was sentenced to two years at hard labor in the Detroit House of Correction, and to pay a fine of five hundred dollars. peal was taken to the Territorial Supreme Court, pending which he was liberated under bonds of ten thousand dollars, W. H. Hooper and H. B. Clawson sureties.

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The case came up on appeal June 13, 1876, and was argued before the three judges, Judge Schaeffer being now chief justice, the associates the same as before. They listened to the argument, and on July 6th, unanimously confirmed the decision of the District Court. An appeal was at once taken, as contemplated from the first, to the Supreme Court of the United States, the court of last resort. Over two years passed before the case came in its order before that august body, when, on the 14th of November, 1878, it was called up. The attorneys for the appellant were G. W. Biddle, of Philadelphia, and Ben. Sheeks, of Salt Lake City.

Solicitor General Phillips appeared for the United States. The arguments occupied two days, and the case was taken under advisement. On the 6th of January, 1879, Chief Justice Waite delivered the decision of the court, confirming the previous decisions of the lower courts. It was unanimous but that Justice Field non-concurred on a minor point.

As soon as this decision became known efforts were made for a re-opening of the case, on the ground that the sentence rendered included "hard labor," which exceeded the law in this case and the authority of the judge to pronounce. When this matter came before the United States Supreme Court, instead of setting aside the verdict and ordering the proceedings to be quashed, that body issued the following order, dated May 5, 1879: "And that this cause be, and the same is hereby remanded to the said Supreme Court [ie of the Territory], with instructions to cause the sentence of the District Court to be set aside, and a new