of a mixed multitude in their passage over the desert, Brigham Young appears at his best.
He showed great energy, skill, and decision, and, when he had fairly crossed the boundary into Mexican territory, he set up his standard.
The Mormons from the origin of their sect have tried to preserve every possible analogy to the Hebrews; and this memorable migration out of Egypt to the promised land has enabled them to indulge it. Utah reproduced to their imaginations a new and enlarged type of Canaan.
As they emerged from the defiles of the Rocky Mountains they beheld a vast basin, in which lay a Dead Sea, with a shore-line of 290 miles, in a frame of treeless mountains, its sullen waves lapping a snow-white beach.
From a second sea of Galilee — the beautiful Utah Lake-another Jordan poured down, along whose green banks the Mormon, in his mind's eye, saw set the cities of the Lord.
Brigham Young looked beyond these types, and perceived himself posted in a stronghold where he though
old your light, Brudder Robert, Hold your light, Hold your light on Canaan's shore.
What make ole Satan for follow me so?
Satan ain't got nofor do wid me. Hold your light, Hold your light, Hold your light on Canaan's shore.
This would be sung for half an hour at a time, perhapsth the tug of the oar.
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the coming day. I want to go to Canaan, I want to go to Canaan, I want to go to Canaan, To meet 'em at de Canaan, I want to go to Canaan, To meet 'em at de comin‘ day. O, remember, let me go to Canaan, ( Thrice.) To meet 'em, &c. O brudder, let me go to Canaan, ( Thrice.) To meet 'em, &c. My brudCanaan, To meet 'em at de comin‘ day. O, remember, let me go to Canaan, ( Thrice.) To meet 'em, &c. O brudder, let me go to Canaan, ( Thrice.) To meet 'em, &c. My brudder, you — oh!--remember, (Thrice.) To meet 'em at de comin‘ day.
The following begins with a startling affirmation, yet the last line quiCanaan, ( Thrice.) To meet 'em, &c. O brudder, let me go to Canaan, ( Thrice.) To meet 'em, &c. My brudder, you — oh!--remember, (Thrice.) To meet 'em at de comin‘ day.
The following begins with a startling affirmation, yet the last line quite outdoes the first.
This, too, was a capital boat-song.
X. One more river. O, Jordan bank was a great old bank, Dere ain't but one mCanaan, ( Thrice.) To meet 'em, &c. My brudder, you — oh!--remember, (Thrice.) To meet 'em at de comin‘ day.
The following begins with a startling affirmation, yet the last line quite outdoes the first.
This, too, was a capital boat-song.
X. One more river. O, Jordan bank was a great old bank, Dere ain't but one more river to cross.
We have some valiant soldier here, Dere ain't, &c. O, Jordan stream will never run dry, Dere ain't, &c. Dere's a
er the ruins of a servant's house, and perhaps a dog to one plantation; to the other, by some miraculous oversight, two cows and a few pigs were left.
Not a wheeled vehicle of any kind was to be found; all the grain, flour, meat, and other supplies were swept off, except the few things hid in those wonderful places which could not be fathomed even by the Grand army.
Scarcely a representative of the sons and daughters of Africa remained in that whole section of country; they had all gone to Canaan, by way of York River, Chesapeake Bay, and the Potomac — not dry-shod, for the waters were not rolled back at the presence of these modern Israelites, but in vessels crowded to suffocation in this excessively warm weather.
They have gone to homeless poverty, an unfriendly climate, and hard work; many of them to die without sympathy, for the invalid, the decrepit, and the infant of days have left their houses, beds, and many comforts, the homes of their birth, the masters and mistresses who
