From the Providence Journal.
A Letter from Salt Lake City.
We have seen a letter from one of the Mormon women at Salt Lake City, written to her daughter in this vicinity. She describes her situation there as very comfortable, and writes with full confidence of the security of the Saints under the protection of the prophet; she scouts the idea that they can be harmed by the United States troops. She says: 'I expect you have heard the loud talk of Uncle Sam's great big army coming up to kill the saints. Now if you did not know how the saints rejoice at the folly of the poor Gentiles. There are about four thousand on the border of our territory, with six hundred wagons,—one naked mule to draw them, all the rest having died. The men are sit- ting in the snow, about a hundred and fifteen miles from us, living on three crackers a day, and three-quarters of a pound of beef a week. Thus you see the old prophet's words are fulfilled,—'who- ever shall fight against Zion shall perish. The time is very near when one man shall chase a thous-and, and ten shall put ten thousand to flight.' Zion is free; she is hid in one of the chambers of the Lord. We are a free people. We do not fear Uncle Sam's soldiers. We only fear our Father in Heaven. We are learning his commandments, every day, from his prophet, and I am determined to keep them. If you were here, and could hear the prophet's voice as I do, and know how near the scourge of the Lord is upon the Gentiles, you would flee to the mountains with haste. The time has come when the Lord has called all the elders home, and commanded them to bind up the law and seal the testimony. They are now coming home as fast as possible. What comes next? The judgment hail storm, thunder, lightning, pestilence, war; and they that will not take up the sword against their neighbor must flee to Zion for safety. Will you come, oh! my dear children?’
There is much more of the same character. We have copied this to show the strength and charac-ter of the delusion that prevails in Utah.
