Are you sad about the rustling of the cattle?
But you have so many, you are so rich." Then Jane confided in her, telling much, yet holding back her doubts of fear.
"Oh, why don't you marry Tull and be one of us?
"But, Mary, I don't love Tull," said Jane, stubbornly.
"I don't blame you for that.

But, Jane Withersteen, you've got to choose between the love of man and love of God.

Often we Mormon women have to do that.

It's not easy.

The kind of happiness you want I wanted once.