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There Is Still Time: Chapter 5

By: Ardis E. Parshall - February 26, 2014

There Is Still Time

By Margery S. Stewart

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Chapter 5

The girl obeyed meekly. She lay still while Elizabeth adjusted the straps, but when they waited for the elevator she lifted her eyes. They were blue and clear, like a child’s, and full of pain and fear. “If my mother were only here … or someone. I don’t want to lose my baby.”

Elizabeth was swept with pity. She took the girl’s hand, held it tightly in her own. She smoothed the hair back from the girl’s forehead. “Listen, my child, and don’t be afraid. This doesn’t mean you won’t have your baby next time. Sometimes these things happen. But next time will be different. Just keep remembering that.”

The girl clutched her hand. “Bill and I want a baby more than anything else in the world. We were so happy.”

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“I Take Up My Pen”: Eastern States Mission, 1909

By: Ardis E. Parshall - February 26, 2014

This letterhead was used only to write to the elders, to Salt Lake, and for other internal church purposes —

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The Adventures of Mr. Fly

By: Ardis E. Parshall - February 26, 2014

From the Relief Society Magazine, March 1928 –

The Adventures of Mr. Fly

By Ann M. Bennion

The first place I remember in my life was a nice, dirty pig pen. I must have been very tiny because there were millions of us in one little space.

Oh! Ho! it was a fine place. Just billions of big, fat germs, just what us flies like to live on.

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The Twist

By: Ardis E. Parshall - February 26, 2014

Church News, 3 February 1962: —

MIA Bans the “Twist”

After careful consideration and discussion, the executives and general boards of the MIA have issued the following statement:

The “twist” should not be done in the cultural halls of our Church. This dance is not up to the standards of good taste. Since it is a self-expression dance, it is felt that even if it were taught in a dignified and modest manner, the participants through their self-expression could make it undignified and immodest. We feel therefore, that it should not be done at our dances and should be discouraged at all times among our young people. Encourage our young people to be leaders in high standards of conduct and not follow the world in lower standards of conduct.”

What Has Been Wrought

By: Ardis E. Parshall - February 25, 2014

What Has Been Wrought

By John Philip Dalby

Should the power that’s mine
In dreams and fleeting thought
Be turned to reality,
And a crown of gold be brought
And placed before me,
What, O Lord, have I wrought,
If it cometh not from Thee.

What could this worldly honor,
Wealth and passing fame
Mean to me –
Or any other, ready as I to claim
Such temporal glory –
For what, indeed, has been the gain,
If it cometh not from Thee.

(1940)

Temple Excursion, 1902

By: Ardis E. Parshall - February 25, 2014

In 1902, some families of Joseph City, Arizona, traveled to Salt Lake City for two weddings: Preston A. Bushman to Anna Smith, and John L. Westover to Adele Bushman. Both couples were married on 1 October 1902.

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The Man Quilt

By: Ardis E. Parshall - February 25, 2014

Most of us buy our bedding ready-made these days – great expanses of soft wool or cotton or synthetic fiber, seamless, brightly colored. If we use quilts at all, they are as much for decoration or sentiment as for warmth. Do we remember that back in the day, our grandmothers pieced quilts, not from fat quarters bought by the dozens from fabric stores, but from scraps left over from cutting out home-sewn clothing, or from scraps salvaged from the less-worn parts of old clothing?

With war production taking over the woolen mills of the United States, few new blankets were available from commercial sources throughout World War II. The shortage lingered for several years after the war, as factories were gradually released to civilian production again. Even as late as 1948, when the Relief Society sisters of the Spanish-American Mission – under the direction of Ivie Huish Jones – needed flannel and other woolen cloth for quilting, not only to meet the needs of local members but also to fill their assigned quota of quilts to send to members in Europe, they could not secure enough fabric from merchants, even though they scoured sources in the five states covered by their mission.

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There Is Still Time: Chapter 4

By: Ardis E. Parshall - February 24, 2014

There Is Still Time

By Margery S. Stewart

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Chapter 4

Synopsis: Elizabeth Anderson is disturbed by a strange dream in which she sees herself and her friend walking on crutches. She tells the dream to Brent, her husband, and explains to him that something is lacking in their lives. Brent, however, is so much interested in making money, that he does not want to understand Elizabeth’s plea. Grandmother Anderson comes to live with the family, and, during her illness, Elizabeth and the children begin to appreciate the blessings of sacrifice and service. Elizabeth succeeds in persuading the children to go with her to Sunday School and sacrament meeting, and she feels that, as a family, they are making progress, although she is heartsick at Brent’s indifference.

Sometimes her friends came with flowers and jelly and murmured polite phrases of regret, but Karen Jones, beautiful as a camellia, was frank in her disapproval.

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“I Take Up My Pen”: Marconigram, 1930

By: Ardis E. Parshall - February 24, 2014

Today’s posts are going up out of order. Because that’s the kind of morning it is …

The Church sent and received a lot of telegrams, transoceanic cablegrams, and radiograms in the days when long distance telephone calls were expensive and the mail system was too slow. The form for this radiogram, received in Salt Lake City in 1930, feels especially romantic with its list of exotic locales served, including “ships at sea.”

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Venus in Tahiti: 19 May – 18 June 1918

By: Ardis E. Parshall - February 23, 2014

(Previous installment)

Sun. May 19, ’18

Held regular Sunday meetings.

Mon. May 20, ’18

Washed. Had the native girls commence weaving me a hat while they were waiting for one & another to finish their music lessons.

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