ividual--the center pure, the heart-beats free and equal.

At Salt Lake City they were the guests of Mr. and Mrs. W.S. Godbe, and
were presented to their audience by Mayor Wells, who afterward took
them to call on his five wives. The second evening they were introduced
by Bishop Orson Pratt. From here Miss Anthony writes to The Revolution:

If I were a believer in special providences, I should say that our
being in Salt Lake City at the dedication of the New Liberal
Institute was one. On Sunday morning, July 2, this beautiful hall
of the Liberal party--Apostate party, the Saints call it--was well
filled. The services consisted of invocations, hymns and brief
addresses. Messrs. Godbe, Harrison, Lyman and Lawrence seem to be
the advance-guard--the high priests of the new order--and as they
sang their songs of freedom, poured out their rejoicings over their
emancipation from the Theocracy of Brigham, and told of the
beatitudes of soul-to-soul communion with the All-Father, my heart
was steeped in deepest sympathy with the women around me and,
rising at an opportune pause, I asked if a woman and a stranger
might be permitted to say a word. At once the entire circle of men
on the platform arose and beckoned me forward; and, with a Quaker
inspiration not to be repeated, much less put on paper, I asked
those men, bubbling over with the divine spirit of freedom for
themselves, if they had thought whether the women of their
households were today rejoicing in like manner? I can not tell what
I said--only this I know, that young and beautiful, old and
wrinkled women alike wept, and men said, "I wanted to get out of
doors where I could shout."

The transition of this people into the new life is complicated--is
heartrending. Remember that when these men began their rebellion
against Brigham, it was simply a protest against his tyranny--his
exorbitant tithing system--a mere refusal to render tribute unto
him; not at all a disavowal of the Morman religion or of polygamy.
But as bond after bond has burst, this last, strongest and tightest
one of plurality of wives is beginning to snap asunder. To
illustrate: One man, a noble, loving, beautiful spirit--nothing of
the tyrant, nothing of the sensualist--with four lovely wives,
three of whom I have seen, and in the homes of two of whom I have
broken bread, with