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68 The Hill Cumorah 19 The Three Witnesses 28 Sidney Rigdon 47 President Brigham Young 68 The Kirtland Temple 70 President Heber C. Kimball 73 Haun's Mill 83 The Nauvoo House 97 The Nauvoo Mansion 99 Carthage Jail 106 A Pioneer Train 120 Salt Lake Valley in 1847 133 The Old Fort 135 Salt Lake Tabernacle (Interior) 149 Salt Lake Tabernacle (Exterior) 150 President John Taylor 153 President Wilford Woodruff 157 The Pioneer Monument 161 Salt Lake Temple and Grounds 164 President Lorenzo Snow 168 The First Presidency, 1916 174 Joseph Smith Monument and Memorial Cottage 178 Church Office Building 180

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A YOUNG FOLKS' HISTORY

OF THE CHURCH OF JESUS CHRIST OF LATTER-DAY SAINTS.

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CHAPTER I.

A PARABLE.

Once upon a time the owner of a very large garden planted therein a tree, the fruit of which was very precious and of great value to all who ate of it. For a time, the tree grew and bore much good fruit. But the owner of the garden had an enemy who went about secretly sowing seeds of weeds and all manner of briers and brush, that they might spread all over the garden and kill out the good tree which the master had planted. The enemy also persuaded many of the workmen in the garden to neglect the good tree, and let the briers and weeds grow up around it and so prevent its growth. Thus in time the once precious fruit of the good tree became wild and scrubby, no better than the enemy's trees which grew around it.

Years passed, and the master, grieving that the precious fruit should have become so worthless, determined to plant the good tree once more in the garden. He did not try to clear away a spot for it amid the old, overgrown parts of the land, but he called upon certain workers to go to a distant part of the garden where nothing had been planted for a long time, and there prepare the ground for the planting of the tree.

These workers were faithful to their master and did as they were told. Very few of the enemy's noxious weeds were growing in the new soil, so it was not such hard work to clear the ground and prepare a place for the master to plant his tree.

To be better protected against the enemy, the master told his workmen to build a high, strong wall about that part of the garden. This was all done; and then one beautiful spring day the owner came with his servants. They had with them the precious tree taken from some other garden where it had grown without hindrance from weeds. The tree was planted and put in charge of other servants to tend it. The warm sun shone on it, the rains came from heaven to water it, and the tree took firm root and grew.

Now all the boys and girls who read this book will understand that the little story I have just told is what is called a Parable, meant to make plainer some facts and truths. I can not tell you all about that tree here, how it grew and bore fruit, and how many people came and ate of its delicious