his will with the things of the universe, and enables man to move on to eternal salvation, to advance, and become a God; every law is of necessity a result of the operation of this Spirit. Here again, the "Mormon” prophet anticipated the world of science; and his conceptions are simpler and more direct than those invented by the truth-seekers, who depended upon themselves and their own powers. Marvelous is this view of the founder of "Mormonism." Where did he learn in his short life, amidst sufferings and persecution such as few men have known, the greatest mysteries of the universe! (TO BE CONTINUED). A STREAM OF REVELATION. BY T. E. CURTIS, SALT LAKE CITY. Out in the wild and rocky west White-tipped with many a season's snows, A stream of revelation flows. Along its shady, winding banks, The grass, the flowers, the woodlands grow, The sunny earth's flower-garden where, Man, weary of his round of strife, There when the sun of life declines To human kind a mystery! A ROUNDELAY OF SALT LAKE. BY JOAQUIN MILLER, IN THE SAN FRANCISCO "BULLETIN." When President Roosevelt was on his western trip last summer the various cities he visited endeavored each to out-do the other in the nature of the welcome extended the distinguished guest. The women of Salt Lake City seemed to extend the most unique welcome; in that city they greeted the chief with thousands of babes in their arms. The pink-faced infants cooed a welcome at Mr. Roosevelt that filled his big heart with joy, and doubtless if he were to have been called upon to decide as to the city to which belonged the honor for the most appreciated entertainment, he would have decided in favor of Salt Lake. Mr. Roosevelt's expressed regret, in an address delivered some time previous, that the old-fashioned, prolific American mother was becoming a thing of the past, is said to have suggested to the Salt Lake women this unusual welcome to the President. I. Beneath our forty stars is she The purest woman, sweetest, best, Whose home is filled, whose heart is fed II. How pitiful that we must pay And pension man for killing man, While woman brings forth as she may, Unpaid, unpensioned, as she can; Gives life while man takes life away. Gives life, gives love because she must. A tomb of glory gone away. III. I say the mothers of strong men, IV. Of all brave, heartfelt welcomes found Where flowers strew the fragrant ground, And rainbow banners fret the air By city, hamlet, anywhere, In Midland, Southland, Northland, West, I reckon Utah's first and best. V. Not guns to greet the nation's chief, Not trumpets blaring to the sun, Not scars of glory and of grief, Not thrice told tales of battles fought, Not seas of flowers at his feet, Not bold to glitter and to greet, But Utah brought her babes, and brought Not one babe fretted or afraid, Not one that cried or wailed, not one. VI. Just babies, babies, healthful, fair, Just babes in arms, at mother's breast, VII. Behold yon seas of alkali, Of sand, of salt, of dried up seas, And humbly dare to question why These countless babes, these mothers, aye, VIII. Who tented here, who brake the sod, With patient Ruth at ready call? He loved his babes, he loved his kind IX. This John the Baptist, naked, lean, Lorn, crying in the wilderness, This half fanatic, Luther, Huss, Whom we once mocked in his distress, Stands better than the best of us; Stands nearer Jesus, God, because X. Behold yon million desert miles With scarce a plow, with scant a tree, XI. Then give us babes, babes of your own, Yea, give us babes at home, where now |