Story of Chester Lawrence by Nephi Anderson
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for gospel truth the lurid stories hack drivers tell to tourists so that
they may get their money's worth." "Well, I don't know;--but that brings me to the point of my errand. I sought you out especially today to ask you not to talk religion to my daughter. I understand she and you had a discussion on 'Mormonism' last evening, and she slept very little all night as a result." "You are mistaken, sir; I said nothing to her about 'Mormonism.' She told me a little about--" "Well, whatever it was, she was and is still ill over it. Let me tell you,--and I am sure you will believe me,--my little girl is all I have. She has been ailing for years, heart trouble mostly, with complications. A comfortable voyage with no over-excitement might help, the doctors said; and that's the main reason for this trip. She has always been interested in religious questions, which I naturally encouraged her in; but when she got mixed up somewhat with the 'Mormons,' that was quite another matter." "Why, may I ask?" "Well, it excited her. It brought her in contact with undesirable people, people not of her class and standing--" "Like me, for instance." "I did not say that." "You inferred it. But pardon me. I would not, for the world, do anything |
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