quite often on Sundays. Sometimes we would go in swimming together. If the Midway boys
came down while the other friends were there it might spell trouble. Some of the boys that
visited with us were older and had learned to smoke. They were generally good to us and
rolled the smokes for us. We tried to roll some ourselves, but do you know, it takes
experience to roll a cigarette properly. Well, we got along quite nicely until one morning
when Brother Ralph approached me. "Hyrum," said he, "I am going to throw
away my tobacco."
"What for?" said I.
Said he, "Mother came to me last night and
plead with me to quite using tobacco."
Then I remembered the teaching and example of
our mother. Then I said, "I am going to throw my tobacco away also." Since that
time neither of us has ever used tobacco. I have always thought it was through the
influence of that dear mother, though we could not see her that we quit the use of
tobacco.
Temptations were many. Here again I thank the
Lord for a wonderful mother who taught me to pray. Often, when I was out and hunting for
horses and cattle, I would kneel and ask the Lord to help me find them. When my pet pony
would get sick, as he often did, I did not forget to pray.
Now I ask, "Do you think I could continue
to pray with faith, if my prayers were never answered?" I had faith that the Lord
would grant my request if it was right that I should have the thing I asked for. The words
of Alma 34:18-24 have always been a comfort and a guide to my life. "Yea, cry unto
him for mercy for he is mighty to save. Yea, humble yourselves and continue in prayer unto
Him. Cry unto Him when ye are in your fields. Yea, over all your flocks. Cry unto Him in
your houses. Yea, over all your household, both morning, noonday and evening."
FATHERS COURTSHIP AND SECOND MARRIAGE
In the year 1892, a wonderful stepmother
came into our home. No one could have a better and kinder step-mother than I had. It all
came about as I will here explain.
During the dark days of polygamy practice,
there came to our valley a Mr. John W. Price, traveling under the assumed name of John
Jones. He, with one wife and family, was seeking a place of refuge. He was trying to hide
from the United States marshalls. He went to fathers home and told his story. Father
succeeded in securing the old Eli Gordon home, just above the Charleston Upper Canal, for
them to live in. The house was about one half mile from our home. A strong friendship grew
up between those two men and their families. In the course of time, Brother Price moved
back to his own home in Mill Creek, and our family always had a place to stay while in
Salt Lake Valley.
One day Brother Price said to father.
"William, I would like you to meet a young woman. She is a good girl 28 years of age.
She has a good mother, also brothers and sisters. They are all fine people. The mother
would like the children to marry, but the father is strongly opposed to them marrying at
the present time. The father would not allow you to their home but I think I can persuade
the girl to steal away and come over to my place to meet you. Her mother will help me in
making such