from The Autobiography of Parley P. Pratt
Parley P. Pratt
This particular episode from the Autobiography
recounts experiences of the Missouri persecution period when, in 1838,
Parley Pratt was arrested and imprisoned with Joseph Smith and others.
For a critical evaluation of Pratt's
Autobiography, see "The
Autobiography of Parley P. Pratt: Some Literary, Historical, and
Critical Reflections" by R. A. Christmas.
Chapter 26
[01] I must not forget
to state that when we arrived in Richmond as prisoners there were some
fifty others, mostly heads of families, who had been marched from
Caldwell on foot (distance 30 miles), and were now penned up in a
cold, open, unfinished court house, in which situation they remained
for some weeks, while their families were suffering severe privations.
[02] The next morning
after our dialogue with General Clark he again entered our prison and
informed us that he had concluded to deliver us over to the civil
authorities for an examining trial. He was then asked why he did not
do away with the unlawful decree of banishment, which was first
ordered by General Lucas, in compliance with the Governor's order, and
which compelled thousands of citizens to leave the State. Or upon what
principle the military power aided the civil law against us, while at
the same time it caused our families and friends to be murdered,
plundered and driven, contrary to all law?
[03] He replied that
he approved of all the proceedings of General Lucas, and should not
alter them. I make this statement because some writers have commended
Clark for his heroic, merciful, and prudent conduct towards our
society, and have endeavored to make it appear that Clark was not to
be blamed for any of the measures of Lucas.
[04] The Court of
Inquiry now commenced, before Judge Austin A. King. This continued
from the 11th to 28th of November, and our brethren, some fifty in
number, were penned up in the cold, dreary court house. It was a very
severe time of snow and winter weather, and we suffered much. During
this time Elder Rigdon was taken very sick, from hardship and
exposure, and finally lost his reason; but still he was kept in a
miserable, noisy and cold room, and compelled to sleep on the floor
with a chain and padlock round his ankle, and fastened to six others.
Here he endured the constant noise and confusion of an unruly guard,
the officer of which was Colonel Sterling Price, since Governor of the
State.
[05] These guards were
composed generally of the most noisy, foul-mouthed, vulgar,
disgraceful rabble that ever defiled the earth. While he lay in this
situation his son-in-law, George W. Robinson, the only male member of
his family, was chained by his side. Thus Mrs. Rigdon and her
daughters were left entirely destitute and unprotected. One of his
daughters, Mrs. Robinson, a young and delicate female, with her little
infant, came down to see her husband, and to comfort and take care of
her father in his sickness. When she first entered the room, amid the
clank of chains and the rattle of weapons, and cast her eyes on her
sick and dejected parent and sorrow worn husband, she was speechless,
and only gave vent to her feelings in a flood of tears. This faithful
lady, with her little infant, continued by the side of her father till
he recovered from his sickness, and till his fevered and disordered
mind resumed its wonted powers.
[06] In one of those
tedious nights we had lain as if in sleep till the hour of midnight
had passed, and our ears and hearts bad been pained, while we had
listened for hours to the obscene jests, the horrid oaths, the
dreadful blasphemies and filthy language of our guards, Colonel Price
at their head, as they recounted to each other their deeds of rapine,
murder, robbery, etc., which they had committed among the "Mormons"
while at Far West and vicinity. They even boasted of defiling by force
wives, daughters and virgins, and of shooting or dashing out the
brains of men, women and children.
[07] I had listened
till I became so disgusted, shocked, horrified, and so filled with the
spirit of indignant justice that I could scarcely refrain from rising
upon my feet and rebuking the guards; but had said nothing to Joseph,
or any one else, although I lay next to him and knew he was awake. On
a sudden he arose to his feet, and spoke in a voice of thunder, or as
the roaring lion, uttering, as near as I can recollect, the following
words:
[08] SILENCE, ye
fiends of the infernal pit. In the name of Jesus Christ I rebuke you,
and command you to be still; I will not live another minute and hear
such language. Cease such talk, or you or I die THIS INSTANT!
[09] He ceased to
speak. He stood erect in terrible majesty. Chained, and without a
weapon; calm, unruffled and dignified as an angel, he looked upon the
quailing guards, whose weapons were lowered or dropped to the ground;
whose knees smote together, and who, shrinking into a corner, or
crouching at his feet, begged his pardon, and remained quiet till a
change of guards.
[10] I have seen the
ministers of justice, clothed in magisterial robes, and criminals
arraigned before them, while life was suspended on a breath, in the
Courts of England; I have witnessed a Congress in solemn session to
give laws to nations; I have tried to conceive of kings, of royal
courts, of thrones and crowns; and of emperors assembled to decide the
fate of kingdoms; but dignity and majesty have I seen but once, as it
stood in chains, at midnight, in a dungeon in an obscure village of
Missouri.
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