From the great inland sea to the distant Wahsatch Mountains there was no name better known than that of John Ferrier.
There was one way and only one in which he offended the susceptibilities of his co-religionists.

No argument or persuasion could ever induce him to set up a female establishment after the manner of his companions.

He never gave reasons for this persistent refusal, but contented himself by resolutely and inflexibly adhering to his determination.

There were some who accused him of lukewarmness in his adopted religion, and others who put it down to greed of wealth and reluctance to incur expense.

Others, again, spoke of some early love affair, and of a fair-haired girl who had pined away on the shores of the Atlantic.