The grapes are of many varieties, each
one large and rich with flavor, and the peaches and big yellow pears
are most luscious. Upon our table down in the dining room there is
always an immense glass bowl of selected fruit--peaches, pears, and
grapes, and each time we go down it seems to look more attractive.
We have been to see the tabernacle, with its marvelous acoustic
properties, and the temple, which is not yet finished. The immense
pipe organ in the tabernacle was built where it now stands, and
entirely by mormons. From Brigham Young's old home a grand boulevard
runs, through the city, across the valley, and over the hill far away,
and how much beyond I do not know. This road, so broad and white,
Brigham Young said would lead to Jerusalem. They have a river Jordan
here, too, a little stream that runs just outside the city.
There are grand trees in every street, and every old yard, and one
cannot help feeling great indignation to see where in some places the
incoming gentiles have cut trees down to make space for modern showy
buildings, that are so wholly out of harmony with the low, artistic
white houses and vine-covered walls. It is such a pity that these
high, red buildings could not have been kept outside, and the old
mormon city left in its original quaint beauty.
We will return to Omaha soon now, and I shall at once become busy with
preparations for the winter East.
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