egged
him to spare her cow, saying it was her only dependence for milk,
that she had no meat, and if her cow was killed she must suffer.

"Well, then," said he, "you can eat the cow for a change."

He then shot the cow dead, and stood there and tantalized the old
woman while she cried over her loss.

While we were standing in line, waiting our turn to sign the
treaty, a large company of men, painted like Indians, rode up and
surrounded us. They were a part of the men who were in the fight
at the town of Gallatin on the day of election. They abused us in
every way they could with words. This treatment was hard to bear,
but we were powerless to protect ourselves in any way.

CHAPTER VI - LEE LOCATES THE GARDEN OF EDEN

Among other matters I had a fine gray mare that attracted the
attention of many of the mob. I was allowed to take her to water
while closely guarded by armed men. One day as I took her to
water I was spoken to by several, who said they were sorry for a
man like me, who appeared to be honest and peaceably disposed;
that they knew that I and many honest men were deluded by Joseph
Smith, the impostor. But they thanked God he would delude no more
people; that he would certainly be shot; that I had better quit
my delusion and settle down by the officer in command, who was
then talking to me, in Carroll County, and make a home for my
family; that I would never have peace or quiet while I remained
with the Mormons. I heard him through. Then I said:

"No man has deceived me. I am not deceived by Joseph Smith, or
any other man. If I am deceived it is the Bible that has deceived
me. I believe that Joseph Smith is a prophet of God, and I have
the Bible as my authority in part for this belief. And I do not
believe that Joseph Smith will be shot, as you seem to think. He
has not finished his work yet."

As I finished my remarks the officer became enraged, and said:

"That is the way with all you Mormons. You might as well try to
move a mountain as to turn a Mormon from his delusion. Blow the
brains out of this fool!"

In an instant several guns were leveled on me. I imagined I felt
the bullets piercing my body.

The soldiers would certainly have shot me down if the officer had
not immediately countermanded his order, by saying:

"Hold on, boys, he is not worth five charges of ammunition."

"Gentlemen," I said, "I am your prisoner, unarmed and helpless,
and I demand your protection. But if you conside