We Have Been To See The Tabernacle, With Its Marvelous Acoustic
Properties, And The Temple, Which Is Not Yet Finished.
The immense
pipe organ in the tabernacle was built where it now stands, and
entirely by mormons.
From Brigham Young's old home a grand boulevard
runs, through the city, across the valley, and over the hill far away,
and how much beyond I do not know. This road, so broad and white,
Brigham Young said would lead to Jerusalem. They have a river Jordan
here, too, a little stream that runs just outside the city.
There are grand trees in every street, and every old yard, and one
cannot help feeling great indignation to see where in some places the
incoming gentiles have cut trees down to make space for modern showy
buildings, that are so wholly out of harmony with the low, artistic
white houses and vine-covered walls. It is such a pity that these
high, red buildings could not have been kept outside, and the old
mormon city left in its original quaint beauty.
We will return to Omaha soon now, and I shall at once become busy with
preparations for the winter East. I have decided to go home in
October, so I can have a long, comfortable visit before going to
Washington. Faye wishes me to join him there the last of December. I
am not very enthusiastic over the prospect of crowded rooms, daily
receptions and "teas," and other affairs of more formality. But since
I cannot return to the plains, I might as well go to the city, where
we will meet people of culture, see the fascinating Diplomatic Corps,
and be presented to the President's beautiful young wife. Later on
there will be the inauguration - for we expect to pass the winter in
Washington.
THE END
End of Army Letters from an Officer's Wife, 1871-1888, by Frances M.A. Roe
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