Himalayas, where the Mahatmas are said to hold sway, I have beheld the shimmering beauty of Egyptian skies, I have floated among the silent wonders of the Dead Sea; but the majestic beauty of these Rocky Mountains transcends them all/ "I've just left a family of Mormons, where there is a bishop ill with the fever. The faithful were trying to cure him by the ridiculous custom of laying on of hands," said Burns, who had sought her company, hoping to "talk it out":
"Not necessarily ridiculous," answered the lady. "If a faithful Catholic crowd can change a little vial of mummy-dry blood into liquid form in answer to faith and prayer, why can't an equally faithful Mormon crowd heal the sick through the same power of concentration, which is only another name for faith?" and the Little Doctor hurried away.
XXIV
A MORMON WOMAN
NEWLY created Mormon settlements came occasionally into view, the long, low, ashy-white adobe houses of the Latter-Day Saints proclaiming, by the front doors to be counted in their dwellings, the number of wives each patriarch possessed.
One cold, blustering evening a lone woman, middleaged, swarthy, sinewy, and tall, came into the camp afoot. A bundle of bedding strapped to her back gave her an uncanny appearance as she shrank into the shadows. A reticule of generous dimensions depended from her neck in front and reached below her waist-line, containing her little stock of clothing and provisions.
"I am making my way to the Northern Oregon co
