LATH FROM UTAH—PROCLAMATION OF GOV. YOUNG AGAINST THE MEXICANS.
Advices from Salt Lake to the 30th of April have been received. Governor Brigham Young has issued a proclamation ordering out an armed, force to reconnoitre "a horde of Mexicans," who had entered Utah territory for the purpose of in-citing the Indians to make aggression on the in-habitants. The Governor is also down in a sav-age manner upon apostates. The Governor bursts out in indignant denunciation of the apostates, and relates one of his dreams as follows:—
"Who broke the road to these valleys? Did this nasty Smith and his wife? No, they staid in St. Louis while we did it. peddling ribbons and kissing the gentiles. I know what they have done here; they have asked exhorbitant prices for their nasty stinking ribbons, (voices, "that's true.")—We broke the roads to this country. Now you Gladdenites keep your tongues still, lest sadden destruction come upon you. I will tell yon a dream I had last night. I dreamed that I was in the midst of a people who were dressed in rags and tatters ; they had turbans upon their heads, and these also were hanging in tatters. The rags were of many colors, and when the people moved they were all in motion; their object in this ap-peared to be to attract attention; said they to me "we are Mormons. Brother Brigham." "No, you are not,” I replied. "But we have been." said, they, and began to jump and caper about and dance, and their rags of many colors were all in motion to attract the attention of the people I said, you are no Saints, you are a disgrace to them. Said they "we have been Mormons"—By and by along came some mobocrats, and they greeted them with "how do you do, sir I am happy to see you." They kept on that way for an hour—I felt ashamed of them, for they were in my eyes, a disgrace to Mormonism.
"Then I saw two ruffians, whom I knew to be robbers and murderers, and they crept into abed where one of my wives and children we're. I said, you that call yourselves brethren, tell me, is this the fashion among you? They said, O, they are good men, they are gentlemen. With that I took my large bowie knife that I used to wear as a bosom pin in Nauvoo, and cut one of their throats from ear to ear, saying. "go to hell across lots." The other one said, "you dare not serve me so." I instantly sprang at him and seized him by the hair of his head, and bringing him down, cut his throat and sent him after his comrade; then told them both, if they would be-have themselves they should yet live, but if they did not I would unjoint their necks. At this I awoke. I say rather than that apostates shall flourish here I will unsheath my bowie knife and conquer or die. (Great commotion in the con-gregation, and a simultaneous burst of feeling, assenting to the declaration.) Now, you nasty apostates, clear out, or judgment will be put to the line, and righteousness to the plummet.—(Voices generally, "go it, go it.") If you say it is right, raise your hands. (All hands up.) Let me call upon the Lord to assist us in this, and every good work."
