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Arise, O Youth

By: Ardis E. Parshall - October 07, 2014

Arise, O Youth

By Ruth May Fox

Arise, O Youth, and follow in the steps
Of that devoted band whose call divine
To teach God’s truth and spread His marvelous work
Was answered by a willingness sublime.

O, blessed memory are they! As did
Elijah’s mantle fall upon his friend
With two-fold power, so may their loyalty,
Their faith, upon the Youth of Israel descend.

With such an heritage, O, Zion’s Youth,
With dreams prophetic of a glorious goal,
And God’s transcendent power to guide your steps
You cannot fail the whisperings of your soul.

The coming years are yours, O, valiant Youth,
In which to test your knowledge, strength, and skill,
Regenerate this suffering, sin-torn world
And turn men’s hearts to do the Father’s will.

The crisis of the ages knocks aloud,
Is pleading at your door for help and trust;
For you, O, Youth, to batter down the walls
Of prejudice and selfishness and lust.

Arm yourselves with justice, love, and truth,
You’re sure to win – your Father’s at the wheel;
Arise and shine; your armor waits for you,
And untold glory shall reward your zeal.

To build the towers of Zion is your right
From their resplendent spires your songs shall ring
‘Tis yours to hear the standard of the Lord
And yours to shout the triumph of the King.

(1936)

How Firm a Foundation

By: Ardis E. Parshall - October 07, 2014

From the Relief Society Magazine, June 1952 —

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The Trials of Cora Birdsall, part 14

By: Ardis E. Parshall - October 07, 2014

(We’re reaching the end of this series, I promise. Part 15 will probably be the last.)

As you would expect, the decision of the Utah Supreme Court in Cora’s case was covered in the Utah newspapers.

The Deseret News was the first to report the decision, in a prim little summary:

An opinion has been handed down by the supreme court, reversing the judgment of the lower court in the case of Cora Birdsall, an incompetent, by Isaac Birdsall, her guardian, appellant, vs. James E. Leavitt and Hulda Leavitt. The action was brought in Sevier county to annul a deed to a parcel of land transferred to defendants for a consideration of $100. It was alleged that Miss Birdsall was not in her right mind when she executed the deed, and that she was coerced into signing it by undue influence. It was further alleged that plaintiff had been excommunicated from the Mormon Church because she refused to sign the deed, and that she signed merely to be restored to her standing in the Church.

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Such a Heavenly Secret

By: Ardis E. Parshall - October 06, 2014

From the Relief Society Magazine, July 1959 –

Such a Heavenly Secret

by Mabel Law Atkinson

“How about it, Doctor, will I make it?” Grandpa Jensen, as he was called by all the children in the small country town, forced a smile as he asked the question.

“Of course you’ll make it, Papa.” It was diminutive Grandma Jensen who assured him. “Of course you will. Why, he’s simply got to get better, Doctor. Home wouldn’t be home without Papa.”

“Now, Mama, I didn’t ask you,” and looking into the kindly eyes of their old family doctor, Grandpa asked again, “Will I make it?”

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“I Take Up My Pen”: Salt Lake Stake, 1903

By: Ardis E. Parshall - October 06, 2014

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Lücke Margaretha Burlage Ojemann: Badbergen, 1748; Oakland, 1972

By: Ardis E. Parshall - October 06, 2014

A brief conversation this week about changes in temple practice (not ordinances, in this case, but simply the practical matters of tracking what work has been done, and who is responsible for what in the mission of redeeming the dead) reminded me of my own first temple excursion.

I was 13, a Beehive girl of Susanville, California, and our Mutual chartered a bus to go to Oakland to do baptisms. I don’t remember much about the trip at all – Google tells me that the places are something over 200 miles apart, but I don’t remember what must have been a long bus ride, or even whether we drove there and back the same day or stayed overnight somewhere. No idea.

I remember being in the Temple – the funny white jumpsuits, sitting on a bench waiting my turn, the feel of the wet floor (I’ve never liked being barefoot). I remember the instructions someone gave us to help the man baptizing us – bend your knees when you go under the water, they said, and when you come up, push with your feet and do as much lifting as you can yourself, because the baptizer’s arm gets very sore if he has to lift your full, wet weight out of the water.

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Andrew Sproul, Missionary: January 1847 (part 2)

By: Ardis E. Parshall - October 05, 2014

January 13, 1847, I repaired to the place of baptism with 5. Went down into the water with Sister Mary Sprowl, my wife, & baptised her for a remission of her sins, & also Sis. Sairah Fairclough, daughter to Sis. Cowan; also Sis. Agness Harper, then I baptised my first born child, new member, Isabella, according to her desire. She is now 9 years past, as also Sis. Jannet Oatley. This sister wants the use of one of her legs, but she came forth cheerily to the water. I supported her & baptised her, & those above, for a remission of sins by the authority of Priesthood, after the order of the son of God. May he add his blessings that this may be our course to the end, in the name of Jesus, Amen.

17th [January], Sunday morning, 1847. According to information received since last Wednesday, I waited upon 4 persons this morning to go forth & administer the ordinance of baptism to three of them, & the other one, to admit her in to the church by baptism for the remission of sins. I went down into the water with Bro. David Wilkis, Deacon, & rebaptised him for remission of sins, after which I baptised Sister Elisabeth Hannah & Sister Sairah Goldie & Elisabeth Bell, new member, daughter of John Bell, Pres., who came to be adopted into the kingdom of her Lord by this ordinance. ’Twas a hard frosty morning, but a good one for us. We felt warm in doing the will of our God & thanked him for this privilege, praying him that his spirit be given to them that we have administered to in the past week & this morning to enable them to keep his commands to the end that they all may be saved in his kingdom. Amen.

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Numbering of Conference Sessions

By: Ardis E. Parshall - October 04, 2014

There has been a lot of comment and confusion over numbering designations applied to various sessions of October Conference this year. I may be shown later to be mistaken, but I think the numbering confusion can be resolved this way:

We’re using two different numbering conventions.

One convention is, in casual speech, to simply apply ordinal numbers to the sessions in their chronological order:

The Women’s Meeting was the first session of Conference.
Saturday morning was the second session of Conference.
Saturday afternoon was the third session of Conference.
The Priesthood Session was the fourth session of Conference.
Sunday morning will be the fifth session of Conference.
Sunday afternoon will be the sixth session of Conference.

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Saturday Remix, 1911

By: Ardis E. Parshall - October 04, 2014

From the pages of the Young Woman’s Journal, 1911:

The teacher was telling the story of Red Riding Hood. She had described the woods and the wild animals that live there. “Suddenly,” she said, “Red Riding Hood heard a loud noise. She turned around, and what do you suppose she saw standing there, looking at her and showing all its sharp, strong white teeth?”

“Teddy Roosevelt!” cried one of the boys.

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Stretching Dollars

By: Ardis E. Parshall - October 03, 2014

From the Relief Society Magazine, November 1931 –

Stretching Dollars

By Elaine Hyde Thomas

Esther was enjoying her new home. She enjoyed it with her eyes for it was clean and new and expressed unnumbered possibilities for adornment. She enjoyed it with her body, for though it was larger than her former home, it was arranged to require less work and it stayed clean longer. Esther appreciated these things and was happy.

As she prepared the lunch table, she heard Dan in the bed-room talking to their three months old baby Peggy.

“Peggy, O Peggy! You cute little kid, look at your dad! Like the looks of that streak of sunshine on the mirror, do you? Guess you are crazy about your surroundings like the rest of us. Well, if it hadn’t been for you, guess we’d still be in the old place. You expensive little bundle!”

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