re also commanded by the Lord to earn our bread
by the sweat of our brow. As long as you are no trifler you will be
welcome at my wagon. Good-day to you."

As I passed, the young woman, Rachael--whom I judged to be his daughter,
although she was evidently far removed from parent stock--glanced quickly
up. I caught her gaze full, so that she lowered her eyes with a blush. She
was indeed wholesome if not absolutely pretty. When later I saw her with
her sunbonnet doffed and her brown hair smoothly brushed back I thought
her more wholesome still.

Mr. Jenks received me jovially.

"Got your belly full, have you?"

"I'm a new man," I assured.

"Wall, those Mormons are good providers. They'll share with you whatever
they have, for no pay, but if you rub 'em the wrong way or go to dickerin'
with 'em they're closer'n the hide on a cold mule. You didn't make sheep's
eyes at ary of the women?"

"No, sir. I am done with women."

"And right you are."

"However, I could not help but see that the Captain's daughter is pleasing
to look upon. I should be glad to know her, were there no objections."

"How? His daughter?"

"Miss Rachael, I believe. That is the name he used."

"The young one, you mean?"

"Yes, sir. The one who served me with breakfast. Rosy-cheeked and plump."

"Whoa, man! She's his wife, and not for Gentiles. They're both his wives;
whether he has more in Utah I don't know. But you'd best let her alone.
She's been j'ined to him."

This took me all aback, for I had no other idea than that she was his
daughter, or niece--stood in that kind of relation to him. He was twice
her age, apparently. Now I could only stammer:

"I've no wish to intrude, you may be sure. And Daniel, his son--is he
married?"

"That whelp? Met him, did you? No, he ain't married, yet. But he will be,
soon as he takes his pick 'cordin' to law and gospel among them people.
You bet you: he'll be married plenty."

CHAPTER XI

WE GET A "SUPER"

What with assorting and stowing the bales of cloth and the other goods in
the Jenks two wagons, watering the animals and staking them out anew,
tinkering with the equipment and making various essays with the bull whip,
I found occupation enough; nevertheless there were moments of interim, or
while passing to and fro, when I was vividly aware of the scenes and
events transpiring in this Western world around about.

The bugles sounded calls for the routine at Fort Steele--a mere
canton